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Chapter 87 by AwesomePossum AwesomePossum

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Getting nervous.

I suck on my teeth in slight frustration as I watch the bar tender once again ignore me to make the drink for the pair of tipsy girls that have pulled their cleavages done ever so slightly to get that quicker service. I mean, I would do it too, but being on the receiving end is utterly frustrating. I look towards the girls in the booth, I'm not surprised, but the thick wall of people completely blocks any chance I have of being able to see them, and whether anyone has come in to try and flirt with them.

I gaze out across the club itself, its design seems to be to **** everyone to the middle to dance and grind on each other, relatively low roof, the cone shape of the room, and a raised DJ booth set with some dance podiums for brave souls on either side. The dark dance floor right in front, shaped to funnel people towards the DJ booth. The booths on the side create a claustrophobic, close feel, which I guess is the point. On the back wall lives the long bar with several bartenders. To the left of the bar is the entry/exit, and to the right are the bathrooms and cloak rooms.

I finally grab the attention of one of the male bartenders, I come dangerously close to losing his attention before bribing him with the extra cash in my hand for a potential tip, he gets to work on making the three sets of drinks and pouring the three shots.

Wait. The girls are alone, how am I this stupid? I look over my shoulder again, looking towards our booth. I can't believe I've left them alone for this long now. The drinks clink in front of me, and I hand over the cash to the guy. I grab the three drinks and I step away from the bar... Truly not in any rush.

Why do I even lie to myself? I know I want this. I've already suffocated my cock below my belt and waist line of my pants, I'm as hard as a rock. I _want _to push past the person blocking my view and see Vi leaning against Max. Fuck, I want to sit across from her and watch as she puts a hand into Max's lap. I want to sit and drink and watch as Vi rubs her ass against him, inviting and guiding his hands onto every inch of her body. I want to see them both rubbing against him and begging him to fuck them. I want to be able to look away and lose sight of them, I want to be able to go into the bathroom and hear the familiar sounds of her moans through the door. I exhale, trying to slow the racing of my heart. I **** my feet forward and make my way back to the booth.

I plop down into the booth and hand the drinks over to the excited girls, I feel almost disappointed that Max hasn't sniffed out Vi yet.
"Alright, pussys, we knock these back and hit the dance floor. I've never felt so lame in my life." Ari points at both of us with a playful, but accusatory finger.
I put my hands up innocently as Vi giggles and sips on her drink, "Yeah Erik, why are you, as a man, restricting girls from having fun?"
Why am I being targeted? I laugh and point at the drinks in their hands and the undrunk shots on the table, "Hey, I'm the one actually providing the fun part of a night of clubbing."
Vi nudges me and smirks, "A man trying to get two innocent girls drunk is worse!"
Ari leans on the table and grins, "What a predator! We should go dance without him to punish him!"
Vi looks at me with hooded eyes, "I think we should, baby, make him wait before he joins us, _bad boys _need to be punished." She winks playfully.
"Yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes and push the shots to the girls, "Come on, let's get these drinks in. I know you two are stalling."
Vi and Ari always talk a big game about shots, but then try to put it off as long as possible; they struggle with the taste, and it is funny every time.
We clink the glasses together and knock them back, both the girls grimace and stick their tongues out as the warm Tequila flows down their throats.
Ari chokes out a cough as she grabs her half full drink, "Alright let's fucking go." She stands up and holds out a hand. Vi quickly slips her hand into her's before dragging me up with her.

If Vi is moaning or not I'll never know, but as for right now I'm enjoying the feel of her hips in my hands and the way her ass presses into my rock hard cock, I'm hypnotized by the way her hips move, it feels like her ass is jerking off my cock just with the movement of her hips. Ari has her arms around Vi's neck and is looking down and matching her movements with Vi's, her ass sticking out as she sways to the beat of the RnB music. Ari bits her lip as she moves her hips closer to Vi's and grinds against Vi. The sight is tantalizingly delicious. Vi reaches out for Ari's hips and snakes her hand behind to grab a handful of Ari's ass, Ari looks up with a playful, indignant look as they continue to grind against each other.

Vi turns around and presses her chest against me, her crotch coming equally as close as she rubs herself onto the hard growth in my pants. Her mouth slightly agape as she gyrates between my cock and into Ari's crotch behind her, Ari greedily looking down at Vi's ass. Vi's hands rest on my chest as she makes intense eye contact with me, her bottom lip between her teeth, she grins as she slides off of my chest and onto my back, her giant tits pressing into my back as she guides me close to Ari. Ari looks back as she feels my cock press into her ass, she grins as she reaches back and guides my hands onto her waist, letting me feel every contortion of her hips, I reach back and rub an appreciative hand on Vi's thigh as she continues to press her chest into my back, her hands caressing my chest.

The longer we stay out on the dance floor the hornier the three of us get, Vi has begun to press her crotch into my ass, trying to get some friction going, I reach back and feel her guide my hand into an awkward angle to feel a hard touch at her most sensitive spot, Ari has moved on from grinding to bouncing her ass onto me, her arm bent behind her holding onto my neck her petite back pressed against my chest as she tries to manipulate my cock between her legs through the confines of jeans, my own hand directly on her ass now, Sai is the furthest thing from my mind now, I'm on track for a dream threesome right now... but is that how I want to play this? Do I drag them back to the booth and try to have fun with them both, or do I enjoy the dance and see where it progresses from there?

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