A bar crawl begins, but your heart isn't in it

"Look at this suite!" Brianna exclaims after you've checked in. "You did good, girlfriend!" The four of you hug and divide up the sleeping spaces, chattering happily at each other as you unpack. From your hotel windows you have a great view of mountains to the north, across a busy harbour from your hotel. You try to keep your mind off your needy pussy and the thought that Keith's thick cock will be filling it again soon, and get into the excited spirit of the vacation with your friends.

You change into a tight pink belly shirt with "Belly Diva" in blue script across the front, combined with a tight black mini-skirt. You slip into some low heels, and check yourself in the mirror, blowing a kiss at the sexy looking girl you see. Looking around, you see your friends have changed into their clubbing and party clothes, and you high five each other as you head out the door in search of adventure in an exciting city.

Amy has a list of clubs and bars that she's researched on line and she takes charge, leading you out into the cool evening to your first destination, a pub in the Gastown district supposed to be a party joint. It's only a few blocks from your hotel, and the four of you walk it easily, drawing more than a few admiring glances from men on the busy streets.

Gastown turns out to be an old cobblestoned street lined with bars, and restaurants mixed in with some boutiques and souvenir stores. The crowd is a mix of obvious tourists and locals, and you see a few other parties of clubbing young women on the street as well. Amy's first stop is a few blocks down the street, and there's a short lineup to get in as doormen check ids. Inside it's busy but not yet packed, and a dj is spinning some good music. Steph and Amy go to the bar to get drinks, leaving you and Brianna at a high table surveying the crowd.

"You've got it bad, don't you girl?" she leans close to you to ask. "You're jonesing for another taste of that man's cock. You'll get more of it tomorrow, babe. Tonight, let's see what else we can find."

You try to grin back at her, blushing at the truth of her words. The fact is you haven't had Keith and his glorious cock out of you head for more than two minutes at a time since you parted outside the hotel. You find yourself wishing he was here, wishing he would scoop you up and take you away in his limo and fuck you until you're a ragdoll.

Your belly flutters madly at the thought, and you can feel your panties starting to steam. You wonder how you're going to make it through the hours until you see him again.