Chapter 4: Getting Claire’s Attention

Determined to get Brad’s undivided attention, I started to play with my pussy as my hips moved suggestively to the music. My pussy was now only a couple of inches in front of his face as I ran my finger over it and then pushed it up inside of me. After I finger fucked myself for a bit. I pulled out my wet finger and placed it on his lips. At first he resisted but then his instincts took over and he parted his lips to let my finger push its way in. I felt his tongue run over my finger, tasting my pussy. Now that he had a taste of it, it was time to try again so I grabbed the back of his head and pulled it forward into my crotch. This time he didn’t resist and I rubbed my pussy against his face, feeling his nose press against my sensitive clit.

“Lick me Brad,” I said, leaning down so he could hear me better. “It’s OK, you can do it.”

He undoubtedly wanted to see what Claire’s reaction was to my words but I held his face tightly into my crotch, refusing to allow him pull it away this time. His reaction was as quick as it was predictable. What male in his early twenties would NOT lick a girl’s pussy when she was shoving his face into it and asking him to lick it? Well, unless he was dead or gay, none I had ever run across!

At first his tongue just barely touched me, landing lightly on my pussy and hardly even getting in between my pussy lips. The more he licked me though, the fewer inhibitions he seemed to have and he became more aggressive. His hands went up from my calves to my bare ass, squeezing my firm smooth butt cheeks and pulling me tightly into his face. His right hand dropped down and reached around further, pressing between my legs as he searched for my pussy. His fingers pushed up into me as his tongue played over me, making me moan from the feelings he was creating deep inside of me.

Although he may not have realized what I was doing, I turned my head to look back at Claire and grinned at her, making it obvious that I was enjoying her fiancé’s tongue. For a girl who was planning to marry this guy in less than a week, she being incredibly calm about it all so far. Claire’s face was expressionless as she watched Brad eating what she must have thought of as a prostitute’s pussy. If only she had known who I really was! For that matter, imagine if Brad ever found out that he had licked the pussy of one the senior partner’s daughters! For me, the thought of that just made me all the more horny if that was possible.

As Brad kept licking me (once that boy gets started, he doesn’t quit!), I unhooked my bra and took it off, tossing it on top of the thong. I bent my knees until my boobs were smack in the middle of his face, burying him between my cleavage. His hands moved up to my boobs, squeezing them like he did earlier with my ass, sucking on each nipple a bit before moving to the other. He was being a little rougher with them than I would have preferred who could blame him? After dealing with Claire’s sagging boobs, he must have been thrilled to feel and lick breasts that didn’t hang to a girl’s belly when she took off her bra. I grinned to myself as I thought it would have been a great line in the song, “Doncha wish your girlfriend had boobs like mine?”

All I was wearing now was my heels, hose and a smile. There was no reason to remove the hose as it just made my legs look all the better. Brad seemed content to continue fondling my boobs but I wanted more. So far this was all most likely what both of them had expected to one degree or another. Claire probably hadn’t figured I would be so aggressive in getting him to lick my pussy while he was probably thrilled that I had. For both of them, a naked lap dance was probably about the extent of what they were assuming would be the paid entertainment for the evening. Well, I had news for them if that was the case. This girl had plans to do more - a LOT more.

I pulled away from Brad and to his apparent surprise, got off the couch and stood in front of him, dancing slowly and seductively to the music. He watched, seeming to be curious as to what I was going to do as I played with myself, fondling my boobs and then running my hands slowly down my body until I was barely touching my hungry pussy.

Pushing a finger up in me, I then removed it and sucked my pussy juices off of it right in front of him like it was a pacifier. As always, I loved the taste and smell of my pussy and it knew it would get even more tasty as the evening went on. Brad’s dick was pushing up against his pants, looking as if it was about to burst the seams. Yep, the boy was turned on and barely paying any attention to Claire any more as I danced nude in front of him. He was getting ready so I figured it was time to up the ante a bit.