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Upon returning from her little tryst in the bathroom with Michelle and Sara, Marci had prodded Jaclyn to tell everyone about her new accessory. Marci scooted her chair over towards Sara and got herself into her best story hearing position.
So now here was Jaclyn telling a story about her new piercing to the table of friends. She wanted to show them all but thought better of it. This section of the bar was pretty secluded from the main part, but she was facing out into the open room and there were plenty of other patrons there that she'd just as soon not flash. Chances were very good that her friends would all get to see it pretty soon anyway. No big harm done.
Jaclyn started with, "The first thing I'll tell you is that it hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!"
She went on, "I've had some rough sex in my time but I've never had my nipples bitten, pinched, or clipped in any way that ever came close to how bad that hurt. If somebody ever tells you otherwise just know they are totally full of shit."
Everyone giggled and laughed, and Jaclyn keep their attention.
Marci thought to herself, "I've never touched another woman's nipple before. Sure, I just had my pussy eaten by a woman a few minutes ago, but I've never touched anybody's breasts but my own. That doesn't seem right."
Marci's angle to the bar was much more sheltered that Jaclyn's. Without any further delay she casually reached across her body and put her hand on Sara's lap.
"Don't mind me", she said to Sara. "You just keep listening."
Sara didn't move her head but looked out the corners of her eyes at Marci. "No problem," She said with a smile and pretended to listen to Jaclyn.
Marci slid her hand up the front of Sara's sweater. She let her open palm slide up Sara's stomach, pausing for the briefest of moments as her middle finger dipped into her belly button.
Sara's eyes dipped closed and she took in a deep breath. She slowly opened them again and continued to listen to Jaclyn's tale.
Marci put her free arm around Sara's shoulder to close herself off from the rest of the bar even more. She now also had an easier time moving around under Sara's sweater.
Marci moved her hand up a little more and her heart fell when her thumb brushed up against the bottom Sara's bra. She didn't want to make a big scene out of her quest but she knew that getting Sara's bra off might set off the naughty alarms throughout the bar.
Sara was reading her mind. "It's a front clasp." she whispered, while still looking over at Jaclyn. "Give it that funky finger snap thing that guys do." Marci had to chuckle. She knew exactly what Sara meant, though she'd never actually tried it herself. She stuck her index finger between Sara's breasts and, since she didn't really know what else to do, tried to snap her fingers.
Like magic the plastic clasp came undone and the halves moved away from each other.
"That's cool." Marci whispered.
"Wow. You're a natural." Said Sara, looking wide eyed with surprise. "And thanks, I hate those things anyway."
Marci was now able to easily slide her hand under the open bra and cup Sara's breast. It was bigger than what would fit in her hand, but not by much.
Marci found Sara's nipple and let it tickle the palm of her hand. It responded quickly by getting hard and invited Marci to continue. Sara responded by taking another quick deep breath. She too, obviously liked the attention.
Marci gently rolled the hard nipple between her thumb and forefinger. She marveled at how her own nipples were tingling. She was truly enjoying herself.
"That feels good." Sara whispered.
"I'd been talking with this girl for hour," Jaclyn was saying, already knee deep in her story. "I knew she was married, had one little girl and was looking to `spread her wings.' I made it pretty obvious that I was more than happy to help her spread those wings.
"A split second later she was paying her tab and telling me where she had parked.
"I'm no idiot. I threw some cash at Terry and got off my stool."
"I love having my nipples played with," Sara said softly. "I bet you could get me off by doing just what you're doing now. The fact that we're sitting in a bar is all the better."
"Okay by me," Marci whispered in her ear. "Sounds like a challenge."
Marci moved her hand to Sara's other breast and repeated her barrage of teases and pinches.
Sara was making small circles on her chair with her hips. Marci was pretty sure Sara had totally tuned out Jaclyn's story. Marci was having a rough time herself trying to concentrate on the story, but she kept her focus on Jaclyn just the same.
Jaclyn was still in full swing: "Turns out this girl drives a 1970-something boat. It's some Chevy or Ford with a huge flat front seat. I get in on the passenger side and look over at her. She seems to be sitting about 10 feet away!
"I'm horny as hell by then and I practically dive across the seat at this girl's skirt.
"She swung her leg up onto the seat and scooted her skirt up a little. She didn't have any panties on. Her pussy was as smooth as could be and I could see that she was dripping wet. I guess flirting with girls makes her just as hot as it does me!
"As I'm sliding across the seat she grabs my head and pulls me up into a kiss. I slid my hand between her legs and immediately put two fingers inside her. She moaned into my mouth and I knew we were on the right track.
"I slowly pumped my fingers in and out of her and slid my lips down her shirt to her tits.
"She pulled up her shirt to reveal the most awesome boobs I've ever seen. Babies or no babies, this woman's tits were perfect. Which I'll also add matched the rest of her.
"And.they were both pierced.
"This 20-something was getting off with a woman for the first time, and although she was going nuts, I think I was the one more excited."
"I said out loud right then, `I'm getting me one of those. I've gotta have something to make me remember this.
"Right about then this girl absolutely erupted in orgasm."
"No cheating," Marci whispered to Sara.
Sara had slipped her left hand into her pants and was obviously on her way to help herself over the edge.
"You win anyway." Sara said. "I've got to cum right now or I'm gonna die."
Marci pinched Sara's nipple pretty hard, looking for some sign that it was too much.
No sooner had she gotten her hand to her crotch her whole body tensed up like a log. She was making a conscious effort to not scream but her face betrayed the magnitude of her orgasm.
Even as she relaxed, she continued to slowly rub her lips and clit.
Jaclyn was winding down her story as Sara withdrew her hand.
Without hesitation Sara put her fingers in Marci's mouth and for the first time Marci tasted another woman. "Oh my god, thank you," Sara said.
Marci eagerly cleaned off Sara's fingers, enjoying the scent and the flavor more than she ever imagined she would. Marci knew that she would some day very soon be getting Sara's wetness herself, with her own fingers and tongue.
The night had not gone anything like she had planned. Marci had done much more than she ever dreamed of. She would leave this place with many new friends and an endless list of possibilities.