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It was quite a few years ago. There was a goth club in Nashville that our friend group had heard about called NV. We decided to all check it out together and went in a caravan. I rode with Tina and Noah in her car. I had just worn black pants and a tank top with Bettie Page on it, but Tina had gone all out- a long sleeved, fitted black dress with a plunging neckline that made her fair skin almost seem to glow. Heavy, dark eye makeup with impossibly thick, long lashes. Red lips lined with black. Delicate gold chains at her wrist and neck.

The club was spacious, but packed. An excellent place to people watch- so many gorgeous women, all in Gothic attire in varying degrees of formality. Some in heavy, intricate makeup, some bare faced and all the stages in between.

We never even made it to a booth. We all went straight for the dance floor. Barb was the first one there. She was wearing a college girl outfit in red, grey, and white with devil horns. Her motions were slow, almost like she was underwater. The whole night, I never saw her change her pace to match the song- she was impervious.

I spent the next few hours dancing with our group, occasionally stopping to hydrate. Tina and Noah danced together, they danced with me.. The chemistry between them was intense. It was mostly the way they looked at each other, like they were both imagining the other naked and there was no one else around.

Eventually, most of us agreed it was late enough and we made the hour trip back home, in the car with Tina and Noah again. We were all still feeling the vibes and sang along with the radio, dancing in our seats.

Tina eyed me in the rear view mirror. “Want to just crash at my place tonight? I’m not taking Noah home either.” I agreed and we went back to yelling along with the radio.

Inside her house, Tina and Noah were overcome. I’d barely shut the door behind me and they were in each other’s arms, kissing passionately, moaning eagerly. Not sure what to do, I sat on the couch and didn’t stare. After a moment, I heard sounds of disrobing, then Noah’s voice. “Hey, want to join us?” I looked up and his shirt was gone and she had slipped through the neckline of her dress to her waist. I looked quizzically at Tina. She nodded. “Sure,” I say, and stood up.

“I have an idea,” Noah said to me. “Take off your clothes and lay on the couch.” I was a little nervous but Tina looked gorgeous, especially breathless, aroused, and halfway out of her dress. So I stripped and laid down. Then Noah took his time helping Tina out of her dress. Then her underthings. He had Tina sit between my legs with her back to me, then lay back against me. I wrapped my arms around her and inhaled her scent.

And then Noah was on top on Tina, inside her, and she was softly calling out. I ran my hands up and down her arms, felt the pleasant weight of her breasts, gently rubbed her nipples. I kissed her shoulders, her neck. It felt so good to hold her as her orgasm hit.

NSFW: yes

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