"New Year's Eve VIII - OVER THE LINE!" *** Having agreed to indulge in a little safe exhibition with my lover, I discovered my love of showing off is leading me very far afield on this night. Accepting the lounge's offer of playing the "Treasure Girl" (a hired casual entertainer) I decided to strip nude and stay friendly with all the patrons for the entire night. It's having an effect on me. -a good effect ...I think! *** The man I'm dancing with is very cute. His hands keep well away from my naked ass! I wish he'd stop looking around so nervously. I think I scared him when I wrapped my legs around his waist. I'm a little drunk, and finding out when I get the chance to party naked I tend to get a little um, slutty! Too much booze for little Annie. I stopped grinding my pussy against him as soon as I realized I was doing it, but he still has a very guilty expression on his face. "Lighten Up! It's New Years Eve!" I call to him with smile. He tries to return a grin, but looks scared. I smile and place his hands on my tits and squeeze in tight. "It's okay!" Everyone here is jealous 'cause he's dancing with the bar's 'treasure girl'! I'm pressing my naked body tightly to this man as we dance. Knowing my husband is watching makes it so much hotter. I should find him and make sure he's having as much fun as I am! -but later! Right now I'm busy flying on this non-stop supply of booze and sexual energy! As the music spins on I'm really starting to heat up again. It's so wild! I never, ever, ever thought I would let another man see my new body, let alone parade around naked on the dance floor like some crazy horny wildcat! All these men, all these lusty looks I'm getting. I'm really gonna have to pay attention or I'm gonna end up fucking someone! Clearly most any of them would eagerly honor that request! My dance partner tried to back away again, but I'm not ready to let him go! I gave him a devilish smile and pull him back around me! I put his hands on my naked ass and pulled his face into mine. His hands started to squeeze and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. Again he pulled away. "No! I can't! Really Andreaa, I shouldn't!" I wasn't about to let him get away! It had become a game! I held his hands and spun backwards into his arms. My ass was pressing hard into his crotch and I placed his hands on my tits again. He released me and again I spun around and put both his hands on my naked chest. His face took on a dreamy expression and his knees buckled as I wrapped my legs around his waist and realized I was once again grinding my naked pussy hard against his denim covered cock! People are cheering! A mad rush pulses through me. I stop myself as I realize I'm really humping him. Holy crap! Marty was right! Things CAN get out of hand! I felt guilty for this so I kissed him long and hard. "Sweetie, I'm exhausted, let's go sit down and talk!" He was swaying me around as I clung to him with my legs. He began bouncing me to the approval of the crowd. "Nuh, No! Not yet! Just..." Oh, he was into it now! We kept going! I lost my sense of time and where I was, I was screwing him hard and he was dry humping against me! "Aw gawd, baby! Cum on baby! Let it huh, let it h'happen!" He buckled inward a bit and shook his head violently. "Guh, uhnn, Andrea." He gasped. "Fuck! You juh, just made me cum!" I giggled and apologized! Starting to unwrap my legs he stopped me. "No! Let me carry you! People are staring and I've got a big wet patch on the front of my jeans thanks to you!" He laughed. "Alright sure baby." I pull myself back up and wrap my legs around him again. "Carry me over to a table!" I was in heaven! I made a guy cum! I actually made a stranger so hot he creamed his jeans over me! I fucked my husband on an open dance floor, stripped naked in front a horny drunken crowd, I made a girl venture into a bisexual adventure with me and I made a stranger cum! -and it's had only been a few hours! Midnight felt days away! I was stuck in the center of a crowd of dancers with my legs wrapped around this nice looking man. The music played on so I smiled and laughed as people kissed me and caressed my skin! When we left the floor each step this guy took bounced me against his cock! I was leaving my own stain on the front of his jeans! Oh baby! How many times can a girl cum in one night? "Okay, baby set me down!" He set me down on the table facing his chair. "Hey! Doesn't a lady get a chair?" He smiled. "Are you a lady?" I laughed. "Not tonight." He smiled and squinted at me, "What are you tonight?" I looked down into his face. "I'm a slu... I'm a sexual adventurer!" "Wow!" he repeated my words, "A sexual adventurer! That's what I want to be too!" "Oh really? Well, how many times have you been to this bar?" I asked. "Oh, we're regulars. Except for Marty, you're the first treasure girl who ever danced before! They usually sit at the bar and drink all night!" "How boring! I can drink naked at home!" "God! You're just so beautiful!" His sincere smile and sexy brown eyes had me so horny. "I bet you say that to all the naked girls who make you cum!" Sure this guy was tipsy but he was getting to me! "What's your name?" "Dennis." "The ...menace, huh?" God I was drunk! I shouldn't be drinking all the drinks these guys keep buying me! "Mmmm..." My tits hung before his eyes and I swayed my shoulders making them jiggle. "Dennis have you ever sat at this table before?" "Mmm, yeah a couple times." I arched my back which pressed a nipple to is mouth. He gave my tit a little suck and I took his face in my hands and wrapped my legs around his shoulders. "Have you ever eaten pussy at this table before?" I asked with wide eyed innocence. "Oh god! I couldn't do that!" I smiled and nodded, "Well you're gonna do that!" I pulled his face into my crotch and felt his mouth go to work! "Oooooh baby BA-by!" He was good too! He lapped up all the previous juice that had dried on my thigh and then went to work in earnest! Long loving licks along my slit! God damn the boy was a serious clit licker! A major crowd gathered around cheering us on! A live sex show! I wondered if Marty ever went this far! I flashed on a visual of the two of us, Marty and me, writhing in orgasmic joy! It made me smile! I fell back and pounded on the table! I was coming around the mountain! I screamed so loud I hurt my voice! Dennis stopped to see if I was okay and I raised my crotch up to his mouth to make him keep going! "More godammit!" He lowered his face. Soon I was a quivering mess lying across the table surrounded by horny men devouring the sight of my well fucked body. One of them was my ever loving husband. His smile was the biggest of all. Another orgasm swept over me as I locked eyes with my husband. My eyes rolled up and I only felt my pussy throbbing and the cold table beneath me. As soon as I caught my breath I sat up. Dennis was gone! "HEY! Where's my guy!?" A man pointed to a back office, "He's trying to calm down his wife." "His wife?" Aw crap! I knew being drunk would catch up to me. I jumped up! "Lemme through!" Stumbling across the room I burst into the small office. Dennis sat trying to console a pretty redhead. I rushed to her side. Shit! "I am so sorry!" "You! Get out you fucking slut!" She made to slap me but I caught her hand and held it by the wrist. "Yeah, yeah, I am, I know! But this wasn't HIS fault! I trapped him in my thighs without really thinking! He told me NO but I pulled him in anyway! It's an ugly double standard and if he'd done it to me he'd be in jail right now!" I looked up at Dennis. "I don't know what you think of me! You tried to stop me! He DID! He tried to stop several times and I just pulled him right back down! I'm so sorry! This whole night is just making me do crazy shit things!" I kneeled down holding her face, "What can I do to make this right?" "Is he... Did he...?" "Did he what?" She leaned her head against my ear, "Did you like it?" "Oh hell yeah! Didn't you hear me screaming?" She was crying, "He never does that to ME!" "Dennis?" I looked up at him. "He has never gone down on me like that! ...and you, and he...!" Her wails were loud enough to carry to the bar. Dennis stepped in, "Carla, I never knew! You always push me away!" Carla looked up sobbing, "Cause you think it's too... dirty!" "Carla I've just never done it before! I didn't want to disappoint you!" "Oh, you won't disappoint her Dennis! Sweetie he is pretty damn good at it! I don't think he thinks it's 'dirty' at all!" "Hell NO, Carla! I think I love it! If it's what you want, Hon' I'll eat you silly right here! Right now!" She stopped sobbing. "No, it's not fair!" She was really torn up! I felt like dirt about the whole thing! Dennis was confused, "What's not fair Carla?" "If she was your first, then I want her to be MY first too!" Carl appeared and took my arm! "What are you up to!?" He was smiling that, 'Lord, what's next' smile he'd been wearing all night. I only had time to flash a quick smile before a crush of men gently pulled me down towards Carla and I thought, 'Hell maybe I'll learn something new!' "Carl, I think ...I'm about to lick my first clit. Wanna stick around and get horny?" I asked, knowing he couldn't leave! Carla was sitting on a small chair and I moved in close and drew her down to the floor. Her mouth found mine and her hands obviously knew where they wanted to go. I felt her fingers on my ass and soon felt them sliding further between my legs and into my pussy! I tugged her dress down and up until the little thing she wore acted like a belt around her waist. Her panties unclipped at the sides. Very nice! She wore no bra so we had access to each others bodies at will! I touched her pussy and found a river of thick juice flowing across her lips. I pulled away as she sucked my tongue. "Oh God Carla! Sweetie you want this on display out there on the floor, or just between us?" She crawled away from me grinning a sexy grin! "Back here, just do it! Make me cum!" I looked at the door and our positions on the floor. Carla's feet pointed at the door, so I crawled over her, placing my naked dripping pussy over her face and let my tits drag across her chest and tummy until my face was positioned directly over her juicy snatch. Her pussy was beautiful, different! So unlike mine! Carl had worked me over so much through the years that I had stretched wide and loose down there, this was fresh and delicate! The fur was bright red and short cropped! I could easily part it with my fingertips to let the juicy lips unfurl around a small little hood. The thought that I would be the first to taste it was exciting to me. I saw all the juice filling up the cleft and I had to start! "Carl honey, open the door." As he held the door open I smiled at the crowd outside and dove in! I've tasted myself on occasion, but I wasn't ready for the thick musky smell and taste of Carla's honey pot! I felt a divine thrill at the prospect of what I was about to do, in front of this great horny audience no less. My face lowered and my tongue gently ran through her slit. The sharp tang of her nectar spun my head around. I lapped up as much as I could before sinking my face onto those thick furry lips! My lips on hers felt so natural! I always knew Carl enjoyed this with me and now I knew why! The control, the tactile eroticism and the sensuality of the act of stimulating her with my lips and tongue! It was all very heady! I felt my own body responding to what I was doing! My ass was high in the air keeping my own pussy out of Carla's reach. Her hands were soon wrapped around my ass cheeks, clutching and pulling down. Soon I felt her lips pressing against my own hot slit! It was Electrifying! I started a constant trill against her lips as I worked my thumb against her clit. I wanted her to know what it felt like to cum from a tongue! As I glanced up I couldn't see the bar for all the faces crowding in to see the show! I heard shrieking behind me as the sexy body under me bucked for all it was worth! I held on and kept working until a glass shattering shriek, followed by a complete collapse, ended things for her. I looked down between my tits to see her face panting for air. Her eyes were closed and she was smiling angelically. I slowly spread my legs wider, lowering my swollen pussy to her lips. I hovered over her mouth and felt her breath on my bloom. She opened her eyes, "Oh yea!" She licked at me and I pulled away. I lowered again and she pressed her mouth to my snatch! She wouldn't let go, she just kept licking and sucking! I had planned on letting her lick a few times then shrieking out a dramatic performance so she would feel we both benefited. Instead I ground my body against her mouth and screamed as her tongue brought me to a sloppy yet wonderfully out of control climax! I rose off of her and held her in my arms for a friendly nuzzle. We both sat pressing our pussies into each other's thigh. "Mmmm, Thank you Andrea! That was so nice." She smiled at me then went over to Dennis. My work was done. I left the room arm in arm with Carl as Dan approached. "What are you doing?" He looked amused, but Marty looked pissed off. "I was just..." "Oh we know what you were just! Come on, get back to the Bar! You're making all kinds of trouble out here!" she didn't smile. My legs wobbled a bit as I walked back to the bar Carl on one arm, Dan on the other. They both lifted me up and floated me down on a barstool. My pussy was so slick I nearly slipped off. "I'm charging double from now on for guys to sit there!" Marty moved in next to me and put her face in mine. "I like you," she motioned to the backroom and the dancefloor, "but all of, THIS! is gonna get us shut down." "You told me. You told not to let things get out of control, but you never warned me how 'out of control' can sneak up on you." I looked at my husband and realized I had tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry! I'm so, so sorry!" "Oooooh, bayybee. It's okay." Carl hugged me. "It's really gonna be okay. I love you so much! You're my perfect girl!" he whispered into my hair. Marty sighed and wiped her eyes, "Honey I guess I should have talked to you more before we turned you loose out there. Shit, you're by far the most popular 'Treasure-Girl' we've ever had in here. Prettiest too." she winked. "Is everything really okay?" I asked, sniffing away my emotions. "Yeah, baby, just don't get so out of control. Just reel it in, huh? We don't need word of mouth getting around to the wrong people or all the fun goes away. Ya know?" she smiled at me and handed me a glass of water. "You've come out of your shell tonight and so far been it's wonderful! It's all going to be okay, Annie. It's all gonna be great!" Carl assured me. "Carl, how long have you been coming here?" I asked. "Long enough to know this is a wonderfully safe place to play." I got bolder, "and how much have you played?" He laughed loudly, "I haven't played as much as you have tonight, lover!" "oh." I looked down still a bit ashamed. "But if you're gonna set the bar that high I better get back into training!" I punched his arm, "You save your training for me, huh!" Marty had been listening and she was staring hard at Carl, Turning to me she took my arm. "Let's get you cleaned up, huh?" She walked me to the ladies room and although it was crowded, all the ladies gave us room to go right in. She led me to the large couch and began to wipe my sweat covered body with a towel. "Sit. I have a confession." "Um, okay." I was intrigued. She wiped my chest and and neck, then picked up a comb to start on my hair. "As you know I've played the 'Treasure Girl' myself off and on over the years. I've never really lost control and let it turn me into a, well, a slut. It's all just been dirty fun with a lot of money made for the bar." "Slut?" I was shocked at the word. "Well, slut is not MY word. Men are pigs. If you let THEM control your sexuality you're a slut, and if YOU control it yourself you're a bitch. However, if you can stay right in the middle of that line, then you're a treasure!" she smirked and winked. "Now I say I've never lost control, never fallen off that line but for once." "...once." "Yeah, guy comes in here while I'm doing my 'Treasure Girl' stint, sitting naked at the bar and he convinces me to dance. We started dancing and he started using his words and hands in all the right ways and pretty soon I'm on the floor with him fucking his brains out right in the middle of the place. I was so ashamed. I was completely out of control. I was screaming out an amazing climax and we had to pay off three cops the next week. Thing is I knew the guy was married, I pretty much knew the guy was here to get fucked and I let him get what he wanted." "Bastard." "No! No, he's a nice guy, a good friend of mine after all was said and done." I felt a tightness in my gut. I took her hand and played with her rings. "Um, do I know this friend of yours?" "Yep." "How well do I know this friend of yours?" I knew the answer. "You sleep next to him every night." she sighed. "I thought so. The bastard, I mean did it make you feel bad? When he, um, when he fucked you?" "Oh, no!" "But you didn't want to fuck him? At least not right then?" "I... Um, I don't know. It wasn't appropriate for this place, it was like you and Dennis, it was over the line. The back room? Well maybe that was okay, but... Anyway I let it happen, or I think I let it happen, he's really quite good at manipulation." "Don't I know it. He's THE master manipulator! Look at me, look at where I am!" Marty cocked her head. "You didn't want to do this?" "No, that's just it. He finds things I want to do, but would never do and he just makes it happen! Damn it's frustrating!" "-and with me, I was attracted to him. We flirted. He kept playing and pushing until I wanted to fuck him, and then I did fuck him. Wow, like I said, he's good." She finished with my eyes and began putting foundation on me. "So how do we get back at someone who's only crime is giving us what we want?" Marty started putting lipstick on me and making me look more like myself. "Well, hon' I guess... we take his power away from him, just give the man what exactly what HE wants." "-and what does HE want?" She looked at me with the sexiest look I've seen and giggled. "Guess." She stood up, reached down and pulled her sheer dress up over her head then off. "Fix my hair?" she handed me a brush. I took the brush. "-and what does he want?" I asked again. Marty turned her head and looked at me, "Do you like cameras?"