Stay on the dancefloor.

If I drag them back to the booth, I risk losing all this friction, I risk not being able to feel their bodies on me, I risk the heat dying down and we go back to just having a friendly night out. No. I have to stay here and enjoy the grinding, I have to hope that one or both of them will get overwhelmed and drag me away with them. Preferably back to my dorm room. I pull Ari tighter against me, I twist my head to the side and watch Vi bite her lip as she makes eye contact with me, a lustful smile on her face as she gyrates her hips, her hands in her hair as she dances provocatively. The crowd on the dance floor starts to get larger, bodies are pushed together, and the dancing gets much more intimate, both for us and the couples around us. I feel Vi's breasts push against me even more. I swear I hear a slight moan as her head rests on my shoulder. I feel her hips push against me from behind, in perfect sync with the rhythm of the music blasting around us. In front of me, Ari still grinds against me but involves an attractive brown haired man, who is more than happy to dance with the girl. He basically ignores me, apart from a small nod that I nervously return. Ari isn't my girlfriend... I can't control her. She guides the man's hands to her hips and she gyrates between the two of us, her ass pressing against my bulge before lifting and grinding her crotch against the bulge of the man in front of her. The pressing of Ari's fat ass distracts me from noticing the shifting weight behind me.

Whatever Ari is feeling in front of her is pulling her away from me, she continues to grind but she hasn't looked back for several songs, the man in front of her has her in rapt attention as Ari grinds desperately against him, I don't mind losing out on the threesome, I still have Vi, who's lust has no doubt only been increasing. Wait. I think Vi has turned around, I try and look back but Ari at that moment, reaches back behind her to grab the back of my neck to **** my attention towards her, but I saw enough in that split second. The back of Vi's head, I'm suddenly aware that her tits aren't against my back, instead I feel her ass pressing against mine, her movements are less grinding and more being thrust into. Fuck, what is happening behind me, my cock throbs. Ari feels it and looks back for the first time in a while, a wicked grin across her face as she mouths "For me?" before giggling and looking at the front man again.

I've never wanted to be let go by a girl before, but in this moment, I want to, I need to see what's happening behind me. The hardness of my bulge has Ari convinced that it's her body and movements that have me enthralled, her hand stays on my neck, her other hand grabbing at the shirt of the man in front. I've never seen a woman move so desperately. My heart races as I feel the weight of Vi move away from my back, the space replaced by the general weight of a large crowd. I try and look back as much as I can, nothing to my right, nothing towards the booth. I glance left and I see them. I stop moving against Ari, who doesn't seem to notice my new distracted state. I feel like I'm hyperventilating, to be this close, but so far away, so out of reach, my fingers squeeze against Ari's ass instinctually, she pushes back against me appreciativly.

There she is. Vi. And the man that I met less than an hour ago. The man that currently has his bulge pressed against her bare ass, her skirt bunched just above, her black lace panties a start contrast to her pale skin. The man who is greedily gripping that same thigh that's visible to me. The man who's other hand is roughly squeezing her tits. The man that's fucked her once already. I watch as he spins Vi around, her skirt falling back down. He pulls her close and grabs a handful of her breast again. I watch in painful pleasure, Vi gazes up at him, Max meets her lust as his free hand grabs her face. Her mouth moves, Max grins and responds, the hand on her tit falling to the bottom of her skirt. Vi grins and says something again, Max nods and he pulls her skirt up, the front of her panties out for anyone to see. Vi wraps her hands around his neck and pulls herself close, she looks up at him like a bitch in heat, her mouth opens, I know that face. His fingers are inside of her. Vi leans forward and grinds herself against his fingers, she rests her head against his shoulder, her eyes search the room and find mine, standing dumbly, unaware that not only have I missed the chance for a threesome, but I lost the chance to fuck her, and the girl in front of me, who has slowly been pulled away from me, Ari fully focused on the man who stole her attention away from me.

I stand dumbfounded as Ari gets tempted away, my gaze transfixed on Vi as she stares deep into my soul, her mouth open lustfully, Max's fingers inside her in the middle of the dancefloor, he's no doubt sucking on the side of her supple, smooth neck. The hazy fog erupting from the smoke machines fills the room, adding to the seductive atmosphere that surrounds us. The small gap that allows me to see Vi widening, the crowd of people separating just for me. The thumping of the RnB music vibrating me to my core, Vi pushing her chest into Max's, her eyes on me, waiting, watching me, wondering if I'll do something.

But I don't. I let it happen, I enjoy it happening, the way she presses against him, the way he pulls her closer, his forearm flexing as he almost picks her up with the ****. I can see the desire in her eyes, her hands clutching the hard skin of his arm, trying to pull him deeper into her. **** for more. Max pulls his fingers out and stands back, he turns Vi's head towards him and puts his slick fingers to her lips. Vi sticks her tongue out and licks the top before taking his fingers deep into her mouth. I look around, Ari is gone, I have no idea how long she's been gone, it doesn't matter.

I turn to look at Vi again, I see Vi walking towards me, Max is gone.
"Are you just going to stand there and watch?"
I flinch at the tone of her voice, venomous. But her face betrays her true intentions, she's enjoying it, she wants me to be her cuck. And of course, every single inch of my body wants to submit.
She smirks and brushes her hair off her shoulder, she looks me up and down and turns around, she doesn't bother saying another word as she walks towards the bar, through the crowd of people I see Max, leaning, two drinks in hand.