Unwinding at the club.

Friday night, the weekend before exam week. Ari has somehow convinced us all to forgo studying and join her at a night out at the new club Vi got a job at.

“Vi can get us in for cheaper!!”

So now we find ourselves inside the Obsidian club, the bass thumps around us, the manufactured atmosphere enhanced by fog machines set up in the corner of the building.

“I'm surprised they let us in for free. I haven’t worked a shift yet.” Vi says as the four of us settle along a wall near the bar, sipping our drinks.

“Let’s just enjoy the free entry.” Sai says with a laugh, “I’m sure the way you girls look definitely helped.” He glances towards Ari, who winks.

The girls are dressed to impress. Vi is wearing a two-piece outfit, her shoulders and midriff bare, her chest held up by a simple halter-style crop top with criss-cross straps that tie around her neck. The bottom is a high-waisted mini skirt made from the same fabric.

Ari’s outfit is a sexy, sleek mini dress, and a plunging neckline shows off her small cleavage. Semi sheer side panels and the dress hug her bubble butt perfectly.

The girls drag us out onto the dancefloor, Sai and I fistbump as our girlfriends grind on us, give us a show, and grind on each other. I can’t deny the feeling I get when my hands are on Ari’s hips and just over her shoulder Vi is grinding side to side on Sai’s crotch. Sai’s hands move to rest on the bare skin of Vi’s midriff as he thrusts ever so slightly into her ass. Ari reaches back and grabs my shirt as she pushes her ass into me harder. She’s getting just as horny watching those two.

Ari suddenly pulls away from me and grabs Sai by his neck. She pulls him down for an intense kiss as Sai continues his grinding into my Vi. She whispers something to him, and he grins. he pulls away from Vi with an apologetic look before the couple sprint away with barely a word of explanation.

“They’re going to go fuck aren’t they?”

I nod, a stupid grin on my face, mentally fist bumping my best friend as Sai pulls Ari into the male toilets without a single glance inside.

We continue to dance. Getting bolder, Vi has pulled up her skirt and is grinding her juicy, white ass on my crotch, one of my hands on her hip and the other openly groping her breast, her hard nipple poking through the dress.

“Babe…” She moans back as she looks over her shoulder. “This is so fucking dirty.”

“It feels so fucking good though, doesn’t it?”

She moans as I pinch her nipple.

Eventually, we get slightly parched and grind our way through the dancefloor towards the bar. As I tap my card on the wireless EFTPOS machine, I turn just in time to see Brandon approach Vi.

“Well, well, I sure hope you’re drinking the calorie-free drinks, Vi!” He exclaims with a jovial familiarity.

Vi looks up in surprise. She grins and grabs the drink from my hand, and she snakes an arm around my shoulders. “Sorry, coach! Is there a punishment for having too many calories?!”

Brandon laughs heartily. “Don’t you worry, I'll adjust our session and make sure you sweat.”

He turns to me with a confident grin, “You’re Erik, right? Vi has mentioned you countless times!”

I grab his outstretched hand, the effects of the **** evident in my voice. “I am! Good to meet you! Thanks for making my girlfriend even hotter!”

Vi slaps my arm with a roll of her eyes as Brandon and I laugh.

“Want to join us on the dance floor, coach? Can you move with all those muscles?” Vi asks with a hint of a challenge in her eyes.

Whether it was the ****, or the less than subtle grinding in Vi’s ass, pushing her closer to Brandon, she didn’t hold back. Her back might be arched into me, but her breasts and hands are on Brandon. He gazes down hungrily at her as the bass syncs our movements.