Eve's Birthday, Chapter 5
Wherein we locate our first catch
More couples arrived while we were enjoying our drinks. Although the website advertised that both men and women should sport interesting brassieres, few of the guys did. I did see one man, maybe my age, dressed in tight leather pants with a spiked bra, and a few that just had leather straps joined together by rings over their nipples. Leather isn't really my thing, and I was hoping to see a cute boy in some kind of lacy thing, but it didn't look like that was happening.
The girls were another story. Looking at them, I felt like I'd been a bit (a lot) too conservative in picking my outfit. A few had simplified their lives and just gone topless, but most had put some effort in to picking something out. Several variations of see-through bras, and a few like Eve's that just pushed up, but didn't cover anything. One girl had kind of the reverse of my outfit - covering all the boring bits and revealing her breasts and the front of her thong. While technically meeting the criteria of keeping her pussy covered, the tight fabric of the thong left little to the imagination as it outlined the shape of her lips. I was feeling pretty horny, and though I was enjoying watching, I hoped that we would meet someone to take upstairs soon.
Eve asked me to dance. The music was energetic and not conducive to holding her closes so we headed out onto the dance floor. Just like any other club, except that I could myself think, and most of those thoughts were about the number of naked or nearly naked breasts bouncing up and down in my general vicinity. Though I was still a bit unsure of the protocol, as time went on and naked flesh occasionally bumped into me, I became more comfortable and less on edge about avoiding any touching. This kind of openness takes some getting used to.
I was getting sweaty, and pretty much ready to break for another drink when Eve touched my shoulder, and encouraged me to dance my way over to the couple she was looking at. When I followed her gaze and saw the couple, I agreed they were worth staying on the dance floor a bit longer for. The girl was about my height, with jet black hair and red glasses. Though her breasts were small, she was showing them off anyway, and wearing no top at all. She hadn't come completely exposed, though, as there was a small black ribbon at the centre of each one, covering the areolae. She was wearing long pants, but they were suggestively low rise, and I could see a few tufts of a "landing strip" like mine poking out the top. The boy she was with was blond and fit, and was sadly not participating in boobalicious night, just dressed in a purple dress shirt and black pants.
Eve, always the more outgoing one, introduced us and asked if we could join them. The dark-haired girl looked us both up and down and accepted, giving her name as Erin and her partner's as Caen. Erin was probably just as aggressive as Eve, and while we danced, she grabbed me from behind and felt me up. I responded by reaching back and grabbing her ass, pulling her close and we ground our hips together on the dance floor.
After that song finished, I confessed to being thirsty, and we went to the bar. While we waited for our drinks, Erin asked me if we'd like to take them upstairs. After a quick glance at Eve that let me know I'd be in big trouble if I said "no" (not that I wanted to), I agreed.
We took our drinks to the upstairs lounge, and sat on a pair of couches in one corner. Other couches around the lounge were filling up, with many groups of people, some as many as 8 people, chatting, touching, and generally teasing each other. I was sitting next to Erin, and confessed that it was my first swing - I did not elaborate on my complete lack of any sexual experience - and that I was a bit nervous. She placed her hand on my thigh and assured me that she'd be gentle, then leaned in and nibbled on my ear lobe. While not my most sensitive spot, it was enough to drive me wild, and a leaned in and kissed her neck, then bit gently.
Erin's hand was now rubbing along my inner thigh, which I parted ever so slightly to allow her some space. I wasn't too sure what to do with my hands, but one was already busy holding me up, so I let the other one wander to Erin's mostly exposed left breast, and I first lifted it gently, then let my hand play over its soft surface, tugging gently when I reached the ribbon that was glued to her nipple. I thought it my come off, but it was glued quite well, and I elicited a soft gasp from Erin, who was still nibbling my earlobe.
I had lost track of Eve and Caen, but Eve hadn't lost track of me. I felt her hair tickle my face as she bent over me from behind and kissed my forehead.
"If you're going to be so impatient, just finish your drink and let's go get a room."
I tilted my head back and saw that she'd removed the nylon chemise, and she stood there in her red satin g-string, her push-up pointing her beautiful tits straight out. I reached back and pulled those breasts towards me, and managed to briefly suckle a nipple before she pushed me away and said "wait."
Continue to Chapter 6, wherein things get interesting.