Excuse yourself and go for the table.

You use the confusion to excuse yourself, and head directly for the table; almost running the distance. You squeeze in on the bench with a lot less effort, than you had expected. You lift up your short skirt before carefully pushing your black string down to your knees, and then use your heels to work them all the way off. Finally, you pick them up with the tip of your high heeled shoe and lift them within reach of your left hand. You keep your legs spread, while tugging your underwear into your purse; not wanting to wasting any time as soon as, they are safely hidden.

Just before you can get your right hand to your damp sex, you feel two fingers grabbing a firm hold around your horny clit, and pulling on your piercing. You move around to get as good a look under the table, as the narrow space will allow. Sitting under the table is the girl with the pink hair, who stared at you before. You are just about to kick her away, when she pulls her hair upwards revealing, she is wearing a wig. Her dark hair under the wig made you immediately realize, why she seemed so familiar. Ninja girl has disguised herself to perfection, she looks like an excessive party princess in all pink.

Ninja girl readjusts her pink wig before placing her mouth over your excited clit. She slowly starts playing with your clit piercing with her tongue. The sudden stimulation of your pleasure button makes you squirm unwillingly; the much-needed pleasure is almost to much. You place your hands on the table with your purse, squeezing it in an attempt to hold your frame, and avoid unnecessary attention.

Before you can get close to a climax, a big chested redhead squeezes in next to you. She has a lot more trouble fitting in between the tabletop and the bench; her slightly bigger belly makes it a lot harder, than it was for you. Erica has followed you from the dancefloor, and now her two simps are coming as well. Erica sits down right next to you, and the two men sits down on the other side of her. “You must be really out of shape, if you already need a break,” She smirks.

Ninja girl is still working on your most sensitive piece of flesh, completely ignoring the new development. Fortunately, the chubby redhead is unaware of the tiny girl under the table. You concentrate with all your willpower to sound normal: “I wanted to get us a table, since you have invited guests to our night out.” Erica smiles and winks at you: “You’re right.” She turns to the guy furthest away from her: “Be a good boy and fetch us some drinks.” The man looks around as if he is about to ask, what kind of drinks people want, but Erica cuts him off: “The most expensive one for me and my girl.” You find Erica’s attitude rude and entitled, but the man follows her order, even though he looks a bit annoyed.

The petite ninja is still working her magic on your lady bits, and you can feel yourself getting closer and closer to an orgasm, which you will have to hide to the best of your ability. You dare spread your legs a little further, giving your beautiful lover slightly better access to your most private place. You can feel her sucking your clit into her mouth. She keeps the vacuum with her mouth, while her tongue flicks the heart lock in your piercing. You grab the edge of the table in a **** attempt to keep your façade, but the petite girl’s treatment of your precious love button is making it very hard for you to stay focused.

Your facial expression freezes with your mouth wide open. Erica is talking to you again, but you just look at her without listening to a single word. Ninja girl has finally pushed you over the edge, and your body is starting the contractions. Erica gives you a weird look, as your eyes become distant and your whole body moves in orgasmic cramps. “What the fuck are you doing?” she asks in disbelief.