A few years ago, I was out to drinks with a FWB- let’s call her J- and a female friend of hers- let’s call her A. We were at a bar in Portland, the three of us sitting in a rounded booth. J and I had been hooking up for a while and we had our meetups pretty well honed. She *loved* dressing slutty and was really embracing it when we went out for drinks. Tiny skirts, tops with arm holes so big they flashed side boob any time you looked, that kind of thing. Usually, I go for classy dress, but J really turned up just the straight up sluttly outfits and I wasn’t about to tell her not to wear them.

After the first drink, my hand was usually on J’s thigh with an aim to see how high up I can get, casually, during conversation and the second drink. With A tagging along that night, this was no different. I had my left hand well up her skirt as we casually chatting about the city, movies, jobs, etc. J sat between A and I, just for the visual reference. A was cute, dressed cute but was not as adventurous as J- however, J had told her about our exploits and I think she was curious.

Near the end of the second drink, my fingers were pulling aside J’s panties to play with her pussy under the table as we all continued the conversation casually. That is, until J was trying to answer a question and just said, “sorry, it’s hard to concentrate with his fingers in my pussy.” to which A burst out laughing. I just smiled.

With all three of us due for a re-fill, I got up and went to the bar for three more drinks. When I returned, A was on the other side of the booth and jumped out to let me in. She slid in next to me, putting me in between the two friends. As I sat their drinks in front of them, A quietly said, “now my turn.”

I obliged and slid my fingers up her cute blue dress. She bucked her hips forward and my fingers brushed over her already wet panties. J watched and smiled and said, “don’t forget about me”. I couldnt let her down so I did my best to put both hands up their skirts, angling my wrist to properly service a pussy on either side of me. “Do you two do this all the time?” sighed A. J smirked and said, “sometimes… we don’t meet up that often.” which was true.

As the conversation inevitably turned to our sexlives, I did my best to keep rubbing as the girls chatted. A asked so many questions about how J and I fucked. I liked deferring to J to answer the questions because i thought it was cute watching her try to speak with fingers brushing over her clit. A asked me if her friend was good at sucking cock. I had no answer but for “oh yeah, definitely”. As I put a finger inside of A, she gasped, “prove it!”

To my surprise, J said, “of course” and declared we should get going. We exited the bar and to my surprise, J led us around the corner to a slightly concealed area a little ways away from the entrance. She lightly pushed me against the wall, dropped to her knees and pulled my hard cock out of my jeans. “Oh my god…” said A as she watched her friend take a mouthful of my dick. I looked around quickly, making sure we were alone. Public play is a huge turn on for me, but just wanted to make sure. J sucked and bobbed her head up and down, looking from me to her friend. She gave one more long suck (you could hear it in the night) and looked at A, “see, i told you I was good” and kept at it.“

Do you like watching?” I asked A. Keep in mind, I had met this woman less than 90 minutes ago. She was transfixed on her friend. She was close enough that i took her by her wrist, and guided her hand up under her dress again. She took the hint and gently rubbed her pussy as she looked around making sure the coast was clear. J’s head was bobbing faster and faster. As bad as I wanted to come down her throat right there, I also wanted to hold out as long as possible.

I reached down and took a handful of her hair (as I knew she liked) and stopped her. “That’s enough. Let’s go to my place.” I looked over at A who was already flushed in the dim light. “Want to come?” She timidly nodded as J stood up, wiped her mouth and adjusted her dress.

J and I each grabbed A’s hand, knowing that was probably the dirtiest thing she’d ever been involved with, and led her away towards my apartment…