Anal Amy

Ryan and I went to see one of his friends dj last night. His friend was djing at a small club in the city. He spins house and techno music, which I listen to from time to time. And even with almost all of Ryan's friends from the other night there, I had a fun. They were a little out of their element so they're weren't as conceited.

But I think the main reason was Anna, my designated friend for the night. We were the only two girls in the group. I don't always get along with girls right off the bat, but with in a few minutes we were laughing and making fun of the guys.

I'm not sure how Anna fits into the picture. At first I thought she was a younger sister. But I kind of think she's like the groups groupie. I got the impression that she had been with a few of the guys in the group. But at the same time she looks so young and innocent - but by the way she drinks I can tell there's more to her.

The group had a VIP table in the back of the club, which was okay at first. But after an hour I was bored and so was Anna. With liquor in our systems, we wanted to dance but none of the guys wanted to. Of course that didn't stop us.

I kind of just move to the beat but Anna can dance, she says it's the Mexican in her (she's half Mexican and half Irish). And it wasn't long before two guys started to dance with us. It was hard to resists us - Anna was wearing this really really tight pink shirt that left little to the imagination - showing off her petite but very perky tits. She wasn't wearing any bra. I was just as bad - wearing this slinky tube top that was a little too low cut and showed off just a little too much.

At first they just danced behind each of us. I glanced back and the guy behind me was kind of cute but nothing close to Ryan. A song later, they moved closer. I felt his body rubbing against me, his hands on my waist. I could feel him breathing on my neck. At first, I enjoyed it - Anna danced closer to me too. Then I felt the guy behind me, push his cock against me. Not such a turn on. I looked for Ryan but I couldn't even see the table anymore. But Anna noticed my smile disappeared. She wrapped her arms around me and pushed the guy away. We danced our bodies pressing together, until they got the picture. But then she let go, I didn't want her move away. I wanted to dance with her. I wanted to feel the heat of her skin. I wanted to smell her perfume. I wanted....

We left the dance floor and went to the bar. I thought we were just getting another mixed drink, instead she bought as each a shot. I was already feeling pretty good before that, I was feeling a lot better after that.

We had a couple more drinks (read got drunk) then went back to the dance floor. We found Ryan and his friends dancing this time (read he was also pretty drunk). Ryan and I danced. Well tried to. It was more of a just bump and grind. He danced behind me, pushing his cock against my ass (major turn on this time) - telling me how much he wanted to fuck my ass. He's never that straight forward. And when Anna danced close to me, he pulled her to me, squishing me between them. She looked at me with her dark eyes, she pushed her black hair out of her face. Her lips were just a few inches away from me. I wanted to kiss her.

But we didn't.

The three of us danced even after the rest of the group left the dance floor. We danced until Ryan had to go to the bathroom.

I didn't want the night to end, but I was getting exhausted. We regrouped at the table and finished/tried to finish the last round of drinks.

In the car, Ryan sat on one side of me. Anna sat on the other. On the way down to the club Ryan and I had sat in the back seat, with Anna and one of Ryan's friends in the front but somewhere we had picked up another person and the three of us were forced into the back seat.

Hidden beneath my jacket, Ryan slid his fingers into my pants. I was wearing this little lace, g-string thong that was already damp. He fingered me without saying anything.

At some point, Anna placed her hand on mine, wrapping her fingers into mine. I looked at her and she whispered into my ear. "I want to kiss you. Is that okay?"

We kissed. Her lips were soft. Her breath was hot. It was a sloppy kiss, to drunk to know better. Ryan started to finger me quicker. No one in the front of the car noticed.

Our drunken make out session lasted only a few minutes until we pulled on to Ryan's block. I told her to come in with us. She told me she was going home with Adrian, the driver. I was a little surprised - didn't know they had a connection. A little disappointed.

Ryan and I stopped to get water, then took bathroom breaks then went to his bedroom. He was all over me as soon as he closed the door. We laid side by side on his bed, his hands undoing my pants and his fingers entering me again. His other hand caressing my boobs. I was on my side, with my back to him. Him pressing his cock against me again. Grinding it hard against me.

He asked me about Anna. I told him about Jill. He told me it was the first time she had ever kissed a girl. He said, he wanted to watch us kiss again. He wanted to watch a lot more than that. He said, he wanted to fuck us.

We peeled my pants down to my ankles. He opened up his pants, then pulled down his boxers. I felt his hard cock against my ass.

He pulled my tube top down, just enough to get to my black satin push-up bra. He pulled the cups off of my breasts. He did more than caress. I started to sweat even more than I did in the club.

His cock was inches from entering my pussy. He told me he had fucked Anna.

He rolled me onto my stomach. I kicked off my pants. He moved on top of me. He pushed into me. I wasn't even thinking about "the great condom debate" but needless to say he wasn't wearing one.

It was the first time we had fucked in a bed in a position other than missionary.

He said, he was hoping we would go to the same party/hotel/club as Anna New Years Eve.

It was drunk and sloppy fucking. He fucked me as hard as he could. I thought we were going to wake up his parents.

We fucked doggy style, then went to missionary style. In missionary we slowed down. Kissing as much as fucking. I was dying for my water but we couldn't stop. We couldn't stop until he came.

I didn't think he would ever cum, he was still pretty drunk.

But then he started asking me about Jill. I told him some of the details of our little fling, it was all he needed. He started fucking me harder as I told him about kissing her. About licking her. About tasting her and making her climax. He started fucking me so hard I couldn't talk. I moaned.

He came. He came in me. Deep in me. Deep in me I felt him exploding, his cock throbbing. He filled me with his cum.

We fell asleep pretty much like that. He fell asleep on top of me. His cock was still in me when I passed out. Our clothes were still half on.

I didn't get my water to the next morning, but I didn't care.