Second "friend" of the evening

We headed back to the same stockroom, but the moaning from behind the locked door told us that someone had the same idea and beaten us there.

“There’s another toilet back here. It never worked so it’s always empty.” King Sleaze said.

“Lead on.” I said, despite sharp looks from the girls. Too bad.

The other bathroom was towards the back of the club, and the bass of the music barely made it back here. It was clearly a spot where some of the shadier clubbers went to smoke, and the marijuana smell luckily covered most of the filth smell for the room. Ria’s nose rankled, she was never much for drugs and I’d always had to hide my use. That too was changing starting tomorrow. The small window was open but barred to keep people from climbing in. I couldn’t imagine the kind of punter that would need to sneak into this shithole, but someone must have been that desperate. The room was slightly chilled from the night air as a result.

King Sleaze took one last look at me and asked “You sure about this, mate?”

“Absolutely.” I nodded. That final confirmation was all he needed. He pressed up on Ria like a hungry animal.

“Woah!” She exclaimed at his rush, he pushed her up against the wall. She jumped as her bare butt cheeks hit the cold tile, but King Sleaze ‘helpfully’ took them in his hands, pulling his hips against hers. He kissed his way up and down her neck, while she closed her eyes.

Diana’s breathing was shallow and fast, the scene was exciting her. Time to push her even further. I stepped behind her and slipped my left arm around her left elbow, and snaked it behind her back to grip her other arm. It pinned her arms behind her and thrust out her heaving chest. I pulled her in close and whispered in her ear.

“Take it all in, Diana.”

With my free hand, I pulled up the front of her pencil skirt. Ria’s eyes opened and grew even wider at the sight of Diana’s bare pussy. I clapped my hand over it possessively. Ria needed to understand more about our relationship: She was going to me mine, fully and completely. To have and share if I so wished. But she also needed to know that I am not a one-woman man. I inserted two fingers into Diana and fingered her. I think my point was made.

King Sleaze was almost ready to pop in his trousers, and I worried the poor guy would miss his opportunity.

“Bend her over the sink.” I said calmly. He backed off Ria, giving her enough space to bend at the waist and rest her elbows on the cold porcelain. King Sleaze slipped the now soaked and abused lingerie bottom down to her knees and positioned his erection at her entrance.

Both of the women gasped as King Sleaze entered Ria. Diana tried to whisper something to me, but I wasn’t listening to her at that moment. I couldn’t take my eyes of Ria, my beautiful Ria, losing her virginity to a disgusting man whose name neither of us knew, in the bathroom of a filthy nightclub, while her fiance watched with his fingers in another woman’s twat and his erection pressed between her butt cheeks. It was glorious.

King Sleaze didn’t last very long, as I expected. At my request, he pulled out and finished on Ria’s backside. Then promptly fucked off, leaving me with the girls. Ria panted, nearly overcome from the experience.

“Clean her up, Diana.” I ordered, releasing her. When the blonde reached for the paper towel dispenser, I grabbed her hand and shook my head. “Not like that.” Diana actually shuddered with a combination of arousal and revulsion, and I enjoyed it thoroughly. She knelt behind Ria and tenderly lapped up the semen on Ria’s backside. When I felt Diana had done a good job, I stood Ria up and took her head in my hands. She needed to be comforted in that moment, and I kissed her deeply on the lips to affirm my commitment to her. My Ria.