Ember Comes In

“Do me a favour, turn a blind eye for 5 minutes.”

Jane barely saw Ember as the black woman’s heels clacked into a stall whipping the poorly maintained door shut before the passive notes of moaning resonated beneath the throbbing beats of the club.

Jane felt her arousal surging as she looked at herself in the mirror. She felt a growing thirst, memories of all the pussy she’d eaten in private shows, threesomes, parties.

Hearing Ember frig herself in the stall reminded Jane of what she was supposed to do in these situations.

Ember leaned forward biting into her right wrist as her left hand toyed with her clit while slipping a finger in and out of her slit. The dark ebony beauty was quickly regretting the stop to given herself some quick forbidden relief at work.

All it did was make her desire more, her minds irrationally thinking of seeing the assorted girls getting fucked starting with Destiny.

Her thoughts grabbed at that, the inexplicable surge in arousal having arisen out of a passionate kiss Destiny had given Ember after sucking on Larissa’s tits during her set.

Since then it had grown ever more unbearable. A recent lap dance almost had 2 bonus songs as Ember lost herself in the feel of the guy’s bulge beneath her.

Closing her eyes and moaning with a skyward head tilt Ember immersed herself in the idea of Destiny eating her out, bringing relief to the torment that she had brought upon Ember.

So lost was Ember in her fantasy she hadn’t heard the tumble and latch release on the stall, Jane was eyeing the dark chocolate skinned woman up and down, her elegant orange and red lacy lingerie reminding Jane just where Ember took her stage name.

A stiff jolt of awareness travelled through Ember as she realized not just what she’s doing, but the possible consequences.

Before Ember could react her cries were muffled by a hand, her chest pressing out into the fondling grasp that strangely, strongly pressed her back against the stall wall with slow firm ease.

“Shh… You don’t want Alice to find out.” Jane’s words were soothing and alluring, Ember's mind basking in the slowly shifting touch of the older woman’s hands upon her skin, a quiet gasp of relief as Ember wallowed in her body’s rebellious desires seeming to be filled.

As Jane slowly moved her hand down Ember’s body appreciating a lack of resistance, she smiled at the ebony in the prime of her life.

Ember rolled her heads back, questioning her inability to find the will to resist the slowly lowering hands across her side, pressing her hips out to Jane she glared with lust at the middle aged woman.

Some strange thought tried to raise an alarm at this, quieted by relief that she was at least being used by a milf and not a geriatric. Moaning in relief as she felt Jane’s hand slip below her panties Ember basked in the feel of the hand joining hers in fingering herself, Ember's eyes closed as the desire to be doing this on stage grew as Ember’s mind wondered how long it had before she was due on stage.

“That’s a good girl.” Jane whispered in a sultry tone, kissing her way up from Ember’s neck slowly as her hand slipped down from the mouth the peel the bra straps down over Ember’s shoulder, Ember’s breasts being spilled free as their lips met in a tongue tangling passion.

Jane was enjoying the response to her ****, no one was supposed to do anything sexual in any of the bathrooms, Jane was intent to ensure she was at least party to the rule breaking. Feeling Ember thrust her hips more aggressively as they went on Jane soon found the black woman pressing her shoulders down.

“I get what you want.” Jane teased raising an eyebrow with a seductive tone, “You want me on my knees like some sort of whore."

“Mmm… Yes…” Panicked thoughts suddenly jumped into being in Ember’s head, raising the alarm that she couldn’t believe she had actually just said that.

Not that her answer offended Jane.

Aggressively dropping to her knees Jane ripped the panties free and flung them in a smooth action, her mouth quickly kissing its way along the edge of Ember’s leg, her hands tapping for the stunned black woman to spread her legs further and fulfill the eager need to lap at the wet pussy she’d just been fingering.

Shifting in disbelief and question at the discarded fancy thong Ember soon found her thoughts displaced by the overwhelming delight of Jane’s tongue and fingers going to work.

“OH SHIT!” Ember exclaimed in surprise, oblivious to the advancing corruption of them both as these acts continued.

“Fuck… Fuck… OH FUCK… FUCKIN’ FUCK ME! FUCK!” Ember began to scream, the cries of delight failing to raise any alarm over the booming music of the main floor as Ember felt herself squirt for the first time.

Ember’s body stiffened and trembled in orgasmic delight, all as Jane moaned happily into her pussy.

Looking down her eyes met with the green eyed blonde, her hand gently letting go of the hair she had unknowingly clench in her hand in passion as she pulled and pressed against Jane’s face.

“You should get back out there before Alice comes looking." Jane teased taking once last torturous lick across Ember’s clit. “Though I suppose you need new panties.”

“Why, they’re just going to be in the way later.” Ember remarked slowly trying to right herself on her heels as she realized just how weak in the knees she had become.

“Later?” Jane asked with seductive promise and allure.

“Oh, we aren’t done tonight.” Ember remarked slowly wobbling over to the counter and leaning towards the mirror, impressed at how her appearance had held up, even enhanced by the lack of thong, she could already feel herself growing horny to do more with Jane. More with the patrons. More in general.

But she was right about Alice.

“Just wait and see what we can do with a man.” Jane remarked with a smirk.

“Maybe I’ll bring one back with me.” Ember replied strutting confidently out of the washroom, excited what some might think seeing her glistening pussy lips in the flashing lights of the club.