Tammy and Steve’s friendship had turned sexual over crappy TV and lots of booze.
Over the last few weeks, we had been seeing more of each other, both time and skin since before the event and our initial sexual chemistry had deepened from its initial burst of passion into something wider and deeper. We both knew that we were more than just FB Friends but were not thinking about what it had become. We were just going with the flow.
Tonight was the annual Olive Grove Ball. This was an annual event held at the Olive Grove and Hotel, eighty kilometres away in the hills and included dinner sourced locally and plenty of dancing. This is an expensive, but extremely popular event and it sells out fast. As it went on late and was out of town, most dancers stayed at the hotel. Thus, the attire was Dance Formal.
We had attended for several years with our partners and the wider dance group. As tickets were in demand, we had booked this year's on the night.
Several months ago, when our relationships fell apart, Tammy and I decided that we would go as dance partner friends, which we were. Due to its popularity, we were able to return the extra tickets to the organisers and to change to a twin room.
With the recent alteration to our friendship, I subsequently asked them if we could get the Queen Room instead of the twin.
Tammy had told me to be at her place at 4pm and that her friend Jen would take us there and back as Jen was going to her parents near the Olive Grove.
Earlier in the day, we received a text from the Olive Grove saying, It’s a hot night, so the ball is in the Basin, and dinner is on the Terrace. This was a change from previous years when it was inside.
I arrived at hers at 3:50 in a fitting shirt, black trousers and loafers and with a night bag which I put on the ground next to me and rang the bell. She opened the door wearing a red V-neck dress. I knew that V and Scoop necks were her go-to dresses. Tonight, her bust was just visible enough to let me know, but not like a few nights ago with the Scoop neck where she wanted me to KNOW, but I noticed that she was makeup-free which was unusual for her when out.
We hugged as we had always done. Then the recent add-on: she leaned her head in and kissed me on the lips which I returned. I said, "Afternoon, you look stunning as usual."
She Frenched me deeply and replied, "You look hot too. And you think I'm hot!" she laughed as she felt my hardening cock press against her.
"Come in," she said and led me by the hand into the lounge.
Her night bag was in the doorway ready, but there was a pair of knickers on the top which I thought was very unusual.
We stood in the lounge, arms around each other. "Jen texted earlier: she's in traffic and fifteen minutes late, so we've got time to kill."
I kissed her open-mouthed on the lips again. She replied, "Mmm, but don't want to mess up the clothes?"
She deeply tongue kissed me back and I replied with my tongue, tickling hers. We stood there making out, then she led me to a chair. I stood next to the chair as she moved her hands down my trousers and opened my zip revealing my bulging pants, then she dropped them.
As she dropped them, she slid her mouth over me and quickly swallowed it and throated me briefly. Then she slid on top of me and hoisting her skirt, dropped onto my cock, kissing me as I entered her. I tongue kissed her back and pushed deeper into her as she rode me harder and started squeezing me. We sat there kissing and grinding each other as I felt myself push against her tightening and twitching pussy.
Soon, my balls started to twitch, and I said, "Cum?"
Tammy said, "Precum, but shoot the rest out."
We kissed harder as I felt her squeeze me harder and start to moan as my precum hit her. I held back and kissed her harder and fucked deeper as I felt her twinge on me. Soon, she let out a large moan as she clamped and released on me.
I kissed her hard and exited her. I grabbed a condom from my trousers pocket, and quickly slid it on and re-entered, kissing harder. She clamped on me again and moaned as we made love quickly and softly. My cum was rising and we could feel my wrapped cock start to twinge causing her to moan gently as my cum shot into the wrap. We kissed hard as my flow continued until I finished, and then she said, "Nice touch. That's the only time you'll use that on me," and kissed me.
We kissed and gently screwed to wind down, then we heard the whistling sound of Jen's Leaf arriving.
As Tammy went to her bag and put the knickers that she'd left on it on, and straightened up her dress, I put my pants and trousers on. We briefly kissed, then I grabbed her bag from the floor and then my bag from the hall. Finally, we put our shoes on.
We walked out of the house holding hands just as Jen powered down and got out. She came up to Tammy and hugged her, saying "Hi," and then to me, giving us a quizzical look.
I put the bags in the boot and got in, Tammy in the passenger seat as Jen powered back up and the stereo kicked off with Fleetwood Mac's Tusk, then cycled through the album.
We got to The Olive Grove an hour later. Jen pulled up at the Porte Cochere and we bade her goodbye, bags in my arm. We signed in at the desk and were presented with the key card: Room 404. The manager said, "Free upgrade for regulars. Please attach the tags to the bags and we'll send them up" and, smiling, handed over two pairs of tokens marked PREMIUM, saying, "And an extra gift." These were bar vouchers for premium drinks.
We walked out into the 22C heat with a gentle breeze. I turned to Tammy and said, "Amazing view on a hot night" and kissed her on the mouth.
Tammy playfully grabbed my arse and kissed me back with a tongue as we admired the vista out over the Grove, with the mountains framing the background. We stood there making out, looking over the vista, then I took her hand, and we walked down the marked path through the grove to the venue.
At the entrance to the dining area was the bar. I exchanged two of our Premium tickets for champagne. I put my arm around her waist and said, "Cheers" and got a "Cheers" in response as we clinked glasses, took a sip then kissed again.
She said, "Such a romantic view" as she observed the Bowl beneath us and the back-lit grove now the light was dimming.
We spent a while mingling, eating canapes that were proffered by roaming waiters, and catching up with people that we had met at previous events. They were surprised that we were now together, commiserated about our breakups, and congratulated us on our new status.
We found our table and she put her handbag on her chair. By now, we had finished our champagne, so we left the glasses on the table.
The first band started up, playing slow but modern tunes. We walked holding hands, down the lit path to the bowl which was spotlit from the dining area side lighting it. Finding a spot, we held each other in a slow dance with our heads touching and bodies slightly apart. When the mood changed to a more intimate tune, we moved closer and danced as one, sometimes engaging in a gentle kiss.
After the set had finished, the lights went up: main course time. Holding hands, we walked to the bar and swapped the remaining Premium tickets for more bubbles. We walked back up the hill to the Terrace, lingering at the junction to drink the bubbles and the vista with the now dark sky. Looking away from the bowl, we could see the stars. I reached in for a kiss. "Safety first," she said, and we put our part full glasses against a vine.
We noticed walked away from the junction into the darkness and held each other, starting gentle French. Feeling her body on me made me go hard. She felt it and kissed me harder, grinding on me as our pace quickened.
She pulled away slightly, saying, "I want to dance, but slightly differently," she unzipped my trousers and dropped both them and my pants onto my shoes. I reached under her dress, pulled it up, and dropped her knickers.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and guided me into her wet hole. We stood amongst the vines in the dark as we resumed our kissing and started grinding on each other. The kissing and grinding increased in both pace and depth as two horny lovers enjoyed the starlit moment. I felt myself lengthen and thicken inside her moistening and tightening pussy as we neared climax.
She whispered, "I want to walk back feeling your juices in me," and kissed me hard, causing my balls and cock to tighten. Feeling her twinge, I kissed her harder and made deep, gentle thrusts which elicited more and longer twinges. My cock reciprocated her twinges as our kissing, screwing, and twinging increased as we came in unison.
We stood there entwined for a short come-down kiss, then dressed. Walking back, she kissed me, "feeling your cum in mine. Sexy."
I said, "More can be arranged," she replied, "More will be requested." I gave a short, hard kiss in acknowledgment.
We found our glasses under the vine and again, drank in the scenery and the recent activity, then made our way to our table.
We arrived just as dinner was served and filled our wine glasses. Our neighbours asked where we had got to. We replied that we had taken in the view and kissed again.
The dinner was getting cold, and we were hungry, so we tucked in. I had the risotto and started feeding it to her, then she started feeding me her Beef Wellington. Our tablemates were smiling at us, and a few couples took our lead and started feeding each other too. We interspersed this with drinking our wine which was regularly refilled, drinking in the gently lit vines and the stars above and sometimes chatting to tablemates.
The plates were now empty, and I needed the loo. I excused myself from the table left. Soon, I felt a feminine hand running up my back. We followed the signs for the loos, and I realised that these were in the main building.
We went behind the building and stood against the wall, with the stars in the background and gentle music. I kissed her hard on the mouth and she returned it, unzipping and dropping my trousers and y-fronts and grabbing my cock.
I took the hint and unzipped her dress, pulling it down over her shoulders and undoing her bra, then getting her knickers as I disrobed her.
She said, "Behind and hard this time," so I spun her around and pushed her against the wall, pushing my cock up into her open ass. She groaned as she felt me go in and I grabbed her tits for stability as I fucked my way into her rear. She moaned gently and long as her tight ass squeezed my widening dick, holding her ample tits hard.
I could see another couple in the distance arrive and start making out. "Fill me now, " she said.
I fucked her ass hard and shot my load into it. I pulled out and spun her around, just as the other couple started screwing, then entered her. She moaned, owww and I kissed her and fucked hard and fast against her tightness.
The other couple were going at it now, but she was doing him. Tammy kissed me hard, and I felt her liquid over me. I moved my head down and kissed her nipples as I filled her pussy, feeling her squeeze me tight and moan longer and harder causing me to start shooting into her.
We could hear the other lady moaning as we Frenched fast and hard at the peak of our orgasms. In the background, we heard the faster beat of the music and I said, "Dance, but not here," and slid out of her.
I hitched up my trousers and she walked naked with me past the screwing couple to the loo. After closing the door, I reached into her and scooped out some cum which I then put into her mouth. We kissed it into each other quickly, then she sat down to pee.
After my turn, we dressed and walked back to the table. We quickly poured and drank a fresh wine, then down to the Bowl.
The dance floor was humming and the band playing a fast, streety Latin tune. They started a Gloria Estefan/MSM set with Turn the Beat Around. Holding hands, we merged into a gap in the throng and got into the rhythm. This was Samba-y: fast and hard so went hard on the beat merging in and out of touch and periodically doing a hard lock, then breaking with our bodies and our lips.