they find some familiar folks

After being nearly caught by the strangers in the hallway, Leather Hoodie and his friend opted for a change of scenery. They danced through the crowds, bouncing against the hordes of people, and ultimately found there way to near Camo Pants and Red Dress.

Maybe folks who fuck at clubs are all friends in real life, thought Danny. Leather Hoodie and Flannel Wrap danced together for a while (normally, without fucking this time), and got so close to Red Dress that Red had to put out her hand to stop Leather Hoodie from backing straight into her.

Hoodie turned around and smiled. Maybe he did actually know her. Red Dress was bent forward a bit, still clearly dancing, but also, as Danny saw it, quite clearly fucking. Red put her hand on Hoodie's arm and said something to him. Hoodie smiled and bounced to the music. He backed up toward Red, and allowed her to rest her arms on his back. Flannel danced toward her friend, facing him, and wrapped her arms around him as well, pressing her body against his.

The four of them continued like this for a bit, and Danny wondered whether the new newest visitors were aware the other two were actively fucking each other. Flannel Girl moved around the other three to behind Camo Pants. She began grinding her body into his back, clearly comfortable enough with him to dance this close ... and then clearly comfortable enough with what he was doing.

She reached a hand around him, in between his pants and Red Dress's ass, and kept her hand there for a moment, her arm moving a bit. Danny was sure she had put her hand around Camo's cock, and was basically helping him fuck the girl in the red dress.

Leather Hoodie turned around to face Red Dress, and they locked in a kiss. It was quick, but it was deep. He kissed her again, touched her breasts, and put his hands on her hips. Hoodie continued to hold her with one hand, and with his other, was manipulating his own pants. In an impressively smooth move, Red Dress pulled off of Camo's cock behind her, lifted one leg, pulled her white panties aside, and slid gracefully onto Hoodie's cock. She hung her left leg on his arm (as Flannel had done earlier), and without missing a beat of music, began to fuck Hoodie.

Flannel still had Camo's cock in her hand as he slipped out of Red Dress's hole (pussy or ass, Danny still couldn't tell). Flannel quickly spun Camo around, bounced herself down to the floor, and took his cock in her mouth. One beat, two beats, three beats, she sucked him fast and hard, and then bounced back up. In one move, she lifted the edge of her denim skirt, flung a leg in the air (which Camo caught in his arm), and impaled herself on his cock. Now with Camo's back against Red Dress's back, the two couples bounced up and down on one another.

It was so blatantly obvious to Danny what these four were doing, but the rest of the club seemed totally oblivious to it. He watched the four swingers freely fuck each other in the middle of the dance floor, and to no surprise, felt his own cock stiffening. He had taken lots of pictures of lots of people, and usually managed to control his own libido, even when his subjects were sexy, naked, or anything like that. But this story unfolding was something out of a fantasy.