Clubbing

Deciding you are as free of his cum as you are going to get without a shower, you get to your feet, and help Lucy as she clambers up beside you. The thong in your hand is soaked through, and although you consider not putting it back on, you realise that the only other alternative is to throw it away as you cannot really carry it about all night.

Unfolding the soggy piece of material, you look at Lucy who seems to be having the same thought, and stepping one leg up, you slide it over first one, then the other leg. Wiggling as it reaches your thighs, you pull it over your pussy and ass, giggling as you feel the wet lace stick to your body. Lucy is currently having the same feelings. Finally you slide your skirt back down, smoothing it over and looking down happy that you look reasonable considering you have just been fucked beyond belief.

“Right, we still going clubbing?” you ask Lucy once you see she is also happy with her appearance.

“Too bloody right we are, I’m in the mood for some more fun” she replies, already making her way to the gap you came through to get here. You follow quickly and it is not long before the pair of you have reached the path, the dog walker no longer anywhere to be seen.

A few minutes later you have made your way to the park exit, and crossing the road, make your way towards the club you had decided on before leaving home. There is a small queue outside, but within a couple of minutes you are inside and already looking around to see if you recognise anyone.