Dry Run
"You stoked for tonight then?" Emily pried, not wanting to give the game away yet.
"Uhh... sure..." Sean blushed a little. "Just goin' for a few beers... nothing special..." He'd have been embarrassed to admit to her, some of the guys were going to a strip cub to celebrate the end of semester.
Emily raised an eyebrow, "and is that all... you're looking forward to...?" She'd already heard about their plans, but she knew Sean liked her, and she enjoyed toying with him.
"Uh... yeah... like... it's just a boys night out..."
"Yeah... boys only! I'm not invited..." she pouted, but even Sean could tell she was just playing.
"Hey... I didn't invite anyone!" He shrugged. "Wasn't my idea. A few guys were going out... asked if I wanted to tag along... said OK... didn't think you'd even wanna come?"
"Why'd ya think that?"
"Jus... just, because! I dunno...! Why would you...?"
Emily shrugged, "because, strippers... duh...! What...? You didn't think that's something I might be interested in? Don't think I like a nice pair of tits in my face, as much as you do?! I mean... you've seen my girlfriend, right!" she giggled.
It would have been impossible for Sean, or anyone else for that matter, to have missed the fact that Emily's girlfriend was insanely stacked. Christ... just imagining Sofia giving her a lapdance gave him the biggest hardon he... he tried to pause the thought to look down as he realised. Emily's eyes followed his, and she giggled as she saw it.
"He he... um... lookin' totally stoked now!" she sniggered. "Wait... if you're that excited already... have you actually had a lapdance before...? I mean... do you think you're gonna be able to handle it...? Without..." she pointed at his crotch, before miming a little "splat" by hers.
"Wha...?! NO!" he protested. "I've not had... but... I'm not gonna..." While it was true, he'd never been to a strip club before, there was no way he was going to jizz in his pants over it... was he...? He blushed. He was, sadly, still a virgin. But regardless of that, he was confident he'd be able to last, when the time came.
Emily gasped as she saw him blushing. "Oh... you've not...?" She'd never known him to have a girlfriend but, he was a nice guy, and girls generally liked him so, until seeing his reaction now, she'd always assumed he had some experience.
"Um... I mean... that's fine... it's not like you have to get one..." she was a little embarrassed herself now. She didn't want to call him on it, but she was all but sure she knew now. "Just... anything new... it can feel a bit more... intense... than you might think... first time."
She smirked a little, as a wicked thought occurred to her. "I could show you... just so... you kinda know what to expect... if you like...?"
Sean practically exploded in his pants right there. He'd never thought jizzing in his pants from a lapdance was even a risk before. But Emily seemed very sure of herself, and right now, he was feeling way harder than he could ever remember being.
"Wha...? Uhh... no... I mean... it'd be weird.... wouldn't it...?" He didn't want to say, "no..." but saying, "yes" was not feeling like a wise decision.
"Nahhh... it's cool... just... lemme show you..."
Before he cold protest any further, she was already grinding on him, at which point his resistance crumbled into nothingness.
"OH...! Fuuu..." he panted.
"See...! Told you it can get pretty intense!" she could really feel his boner pressed against her ass. She purred a little, enjoying the sensation herself, though admittedly, not as much as Sean was.
It was already feeling like too much for Sean, and he instinctively put his hands on her hips to try and push her off, before he creamed himself.
"Uh uhh..." she paused momentarily, taking his hands off her. "Number one rule in these places... no touching! Phew... good thing we're doing a dry run... don't want the bouncers kickin' you out!" she giggled. "Just sit on your hands..."
"Mmm... let her cook..." she moaned a little as she resumed grinding him. She could practically feel his pulse through her pants, he was so hard.
He was getting cooked alright. Even through both of their pants, this was hotter than anything he'd ever felt. He'd heard guys talking about how they didn't even like condoms, because they "couldn't feel anything..." through them. But if he could feel this, without even getting it out of his pants, that had to be bullshit.
"Ohhhhh..." he whimpered.
"Whoa... easy, cowboy..." she sniggered, easing off herself. "Relax... breathe slow..."
He exhaled loudly as he tried to keep his composure.
"You gotta remember... these girls'll be pros! Sooo... they're gonna have waaay more practice at this than me!"
"Oh, fuck..." he closed his eyes...
"And they'll be naked!" she sniggered, "if you last that long!"
"Gooooddd..." his eyes rolled back.
"Ohhh... I'm sure you'll make it..." she was stifling her laughter as she said it. If he was already about to blow, with her fully dressed, there'd be know way he'd last for a full dance without plastering his boxers.
As she gyrated against her friend, she began fantasising about herself dancing in a club for real. Flirting with guys just like him. Wrapping them around her finger, before taking them back to a private room, and purposefully working them over until they completely lost control.
"Should at least see how it feels in just panties..." she slipped her thumbs into the wasitband and started tugging down. As her bare ass crack started coming into view, she pulled her pants back up. "Oops!" she giggled. "Knew I forgot something today!"
"Ahhhhhh....!" he gasped, feeling a sudden wet spot in his pants.
Emily couldn't feel it yet, but as soon as she felt him buck against her, she knew it was done. She didn't stop though. She wanted to get everything out of him that she could. After a few more seconds, as she worked the creamy mess into his pants, she began to feel the wetness through her own, so she knew his had to be completely soaked with it.
"Oh... Shit...!" she turned around, feeling him slump back. "Did you...?"
As she saw his eyes, completely glazed over, having just had the most powerful orgasm of his life, she grinned sheepishly. He wouldn't be answering for a minute at least.
"Ha ha... um... sorry... you might've been right about it being a little weird. He he... awkward...!" she giggled.
As his faculties started returning, he looked down at the stain on his pants in absolute horror.
"Um... it's not that bad...!" she sniggered, facetiously. "Hey! On the bright side... now you kinda know what it'll be like... Plus... you're not going going out fully loaded now. Shouldn't happen twice in one day, right?" she smirked.
"But... uhh... guess you've gotta get going, huh? Prolly wanna get... cleaned up and change before boys night?" she started helping him up and ushered him towards the door, still sniggering.
As the door slammed shut behind him, Sean snapped back to his full senses. Out in the corridor, he was now completely exposed. He hastily made his way towards the stairs to get back to his dorm room.
As he was heading down, he stopped briefly as he ran into Sofia, coming the other way. Immediately clocking the wet spot on this pants, she sniggered, and gave him a knowing wink.
As Sofia knocked on her door, Emily was furiously fingering herself to what had just happened. She ran over and tore the door open.
"Oh my god..." Sofia snorted, "I just saw Sean com...mmmmmpfh...!" She was cut off by Emily frantically kissing her, as deeply as she could.
Pulling her inside, not even fully closing the door behind them, Emily flung her onto the bed and whipped down her pants.
"Woah... ahh... nice to see you too, babe!" Sofia panted, completely bemused at what was happening. As Emily climbed over her, with a desperate desire in her eyes, she didn't ask questions. "Oh... OK!" she drew a deep breath before Emily pressed her pussy into her face. Through her muffled breaths, she just did what she could to satiate her inexplicable lust.
Mere seconds later, Emily cried out in ecstasy before collapsing.
"Jeez... keep it down, sluts..." another girl called in, as she'd been passing by. Giggling at her own perversion, she snuck a cheeky peak inside, banking the sight of the two girls on the bed for later, before closing the door for them, and scampering back to her own room, flushed with excitement.
As Emily lay panting in the afterglow, Sofia smirked at her. "I'm almost afraid to ask...?!"
Emily chuckled and sighed. "Ha ha... Um... yeaaahh... long story... but, uhh... before that... I know we were just gonna stay in tonight but... how do you feel about... crashing boys night...?"
