As we got in he car my pussy was soaked. I was afraid I’d stain my dress. I actually pulled it up so I would be sitting on it. Warren teased me about it and played with my pussy as we drove.
“So, do you think you’ll be one of the girls they talk about next year? In that dress can you flash just your tits? What if some guy tried to touch you? What would my little slut do?”
With his fingers in my pussy, I didn’t answer. I just kept moaning as I came.
When we arrived at the venue it was a huge house. Almost a mansion. It had beautiful gardens and a gate. We pulled in and parked. Warren helped me out of the car.
When I stood up Warren said, “you should straighten yourself out. You look like you’ve just been fucked or you are ready to be fucked.”
I looked in the mirror. He was right. He was also right that I felt that way.
We walked in. The house was beautiful. We saw guests everywhere. Upstairs, kitchen, dining area, backyard. It looked like about 300 people. There were 4 bars and four buffets. There was music in every room and people dancing in small impromptu groups. Warren offered to get me a drink.
As he went to the bar I was immediately approached by some people from my group. We started a small conversation. Warren could see me from the bar. They complimented me on my dress. One of the guys teased me about trying to outdo the flashers. I just laughed, but it did give me a strange feeling. They suggested the rest of our group was outside and that we should join them. I looked at Warren and pointed outside. He nodded and I followed the group.
We were just chatting when Warren arrived with drinks. I introduced him around. He had heard most of their names. One guy complimented Warren on how good I looked.
Warren joked back. “When you have a woman this gorgeous and sexy, you have to show her off and share her.”
I was sure he didn’t actually mean share, but my pussy tingled anyway.
As usual Warren was his charming self. People gravitated to him and his conversation. He had a small group of people surrounding him and chatting. I was by his side enjoying being his queen.
A song came on he loved. He asked me to dance. I was delighted. I got into an easy rhythm.
Warren watched me for a moment and said, ” I’ve seen you dance sexier at church.”
I laughed and started to move my hips and body in the way I knew he liked. Others were dancing around us. But I also had an audience. I was loving it and truthfully showing off a bit.
After we stopped we ended up talking to some guys from the advertising group. I’d met them but didn’t know than very well. Warren once again fell right into the conversation. A song came on that I loved. Warren was in the middle of a conversation. I started swaying to the music. One of the guys asked Warren if he could dance with me.
Warren looked at me, gave me a big smile and said, “Show them what you’ve got.”
I started dancing. There were a few other couples dancing around us. I didn’t hold back. I admit to a little grinding after all. I was having fun. I like the feel of the hard cock though my barely there dress. It didn’t take long for my partner to realize I was naked under my dress. I didn’t mind. I let his hands wander a bit. Another guy from the same group joined in. I found myself sandwiched between them. It felt hot and sexy.
I looked for Warren. He was standing where he could see me talking to 2 men and another woman. He smiled at me. Here I was, sandwiched between 2 guys on a dance floor and he smiled at me.
You have to understand, there really weren’t dance floors. Just pockets of dancers in different rooms. Slowly people moved on. One of the guys was dancing with the other woman. I was still between 2 men. Warren was chatting up the other guy.
Everyone had left the room but the 7 of us. The guys I was dancing with continued to take liberties feeling my body through my dress. Once in awhile a hand would slide under my dress and I would feel it on my thighs or cupping my naked ass. I looked at the other couple dancing. I noticed they were grinding and he had pulled her skirt 12 way up her ass. I was getting hot.
I felt the guy in back of me pull my skirt up over my ass. My naked ass was now grinding against him. I knew my pussy was soaked. I was wondering if I was leaving wet marks on his pants. I could feel his hard cock pressed up against me. I reached back and slid my hand over the bulge in his pants.
I looked around. Warren and the other man were now just watching us. The girl next to me had a few buttons undone on her top and her skirt around her waist. She was wearing a thong and her whole ass showed.
The guy talking to Warren went over behind her and put his hands on her waist. She immediately pushed her ass against him and started grinding against his crotch.
From another room a cheer went up. I couldn’t see what was going on. Warren walked to the hall. When he came back he said, “Some girl took off her top. Want to go see?”