Slide in

You slide into the booth with Ela, Lena, and Olga. It's a bit rude of you, but they're all buzzed enough to go with it.

"I'm very curious about your coach," you say to them, distracting them from their drinks. "She's so hung. Is she any good?"

Lena laughs and Ela spits out her drink. Olga rolls her eyes.

They tell you about how they tease Zarya constantly, and how much fun that is... but how much fun she is not. Zarya is very proper, and won't do lewd things with her players. That's probably a good thing, but it's still a fun conversation. They talk about 'accidentally' being naked around her, and making up excuses to join her in the shower and stuff.

"Like this," Lena says, spreading her hands to show the size of Zarya's erect penis. She must be exaggerating. That's like a full foot. "I've seen it."

You notice how much Ela is enjoying this unabashedly dirty talk.

So you join in, telling them all the things you would do to Zarya if you could. Finger her until she screams, run your hands over every inch of her powerful body, cum in her mouth... you don't leave out any details. You have their full attention, especially Ela's... because you feel her hand on your thigh.

Then it slips into your dress. This probably isn't what Zarya wanted you to do, but at least Ela's focused on you and not ****. You keep going with your dirty talk. Ela scoots closer to you, and she very quickly has your cock out under the table, and is discreetly stroking it.

Suddenly Riley, Beth, and Duni are there at your table, laughing tipsily. Ela doesn't stop. You stiffen up and put your hand on the table.

"Do you see this?" Riley asks, still laughing. She points, and you all look to see Riona shamelessly grinding with some guy on the dance floor, her dress pushed up so much that her thong-clad rear end is fully in view. It's intense.

You bite your knuckle and spray cum all over the underside of the table. While everyone's watching Riona, Ela grabs a napkin and tucks your penis away for you. She is bold!

Now her hand is on your hand.

"What is it?" you ask, catching your breath.

She indicates the dance floor.

"You want to dance?"

Ela nods. Well, it's one way to get her away from Lena and Olga, and you do... owe her one.

You get up and take her out. She goes from zero to sixty right away, and she's up against you, her little ass pressing on your groin. No lead up at all. Stuck in the middle of the packed dancefloor, you grab her hips and try to slow her down, but you can't. She's so good, and so forceful, grinding her booty on you. You just came, but you're getting hard again. She shoves her head back against, looking up over her shoulder with a sensual expression.

You can't fight this. You kiss her, grinding back. You barely know this girl, but she's like the horniest person ever. And she's rough. Doesn't she realize that a penis is a sensitive organ? You hold her tight and bite her shoulder, shuddering in the mass of packed bodies as you unload a second shot inside your dress. Laughing, she turns around and throws her arms around your neck, kissing you. Did you really just talk to this girl for the first time twenty minutes ago? You feel dizzy.

She guides your hand between her legs, then yanks on your hand. You stumble after her, hoping nobody notices the huge stain on the front of your dress... maybe they'll think you spilled a drink.

A door slams and you realize you're in the restroom. Ela drags you into a stall and locks the door, pulling up her dress. She turns around and bends over, presenting herself. Oh... so it's her turn now. You steady yourself on the wall of the stall, catching your breath. She jerks her thong aside, revealing a red, swollen pussy, totally shaved. Her legs are soaked.