Part III: Ticking

The two exploding uni students gave Felicia a renewed drive as she started unpacking a myriad of sex toys from her black bag. 'I should have something here for everyone, but as Kai and Rebecca have made abundantly clear, we may not have time for being choosy. Help yourselves, folks.' She grabbed a vibrator. 'June, follow me.' The tall, topless women quickly fell in step behind Felicia and they found a comfortable looking sofa.

Elisabeth dragged Priya over to the bag to have a look, leaving Soraya to talk to Mel, the bartender. Mel poured two more scotches and handed one to Soraya, taking a seat next to her.

'Pretty bloody intense,' Mel stated matter-of-factly. Soraya was surprised at her posh British accent.

'You don't seemed fazed by this at all, Melanie. Are you not worried for your safety?'

Melanie raised an eyebrow, and motioned for Soraya to turn around. She did, and felt Melanie lift her shirt. 'Hmm… Should be fine. For a little while anyway.' Her smirk confirmed that Soraya was being teased. 'So, what makes you want to explode, Soraya?'

Soraya laughed. 'I have no fucking clue. I played around with different partners with different kinks. Breath play, fake guillotines, empty guns… the thrill was there but there was something missing. Then I met a girl who played with stopwatches. Now there were time limits, restrictions, urgency. I found myself fantasising about it more and more. And now… I just want to explode. Be blown up. And I want it,' she raised her drink to emphasise her point, 'to be out of my hands. Inevitable.'

Melanie looked thoughtful, and clinked her glass against Soraya's. 'To inevitability.'

A low moan, rising in energy, grabbed their attention. Felicia was naked, but for her vest, on the sofa, June's head between her thighs, one foot on June's shoulder, the other pointing outwards. She held June's hair tightly as June licked her clit, sliding a large pink vibrator slowly into Felicia's pussy. Elisabeth and Priya sat on stools, watching the show. Melanie and Soraya joined them.

June flicked her tongue up and down, teasing Felicia and making her toes curl and stretch. Her ass bucked up and down as she humped the sofa cushion, her tight vinyl pants still reducing the sensation, frustrating her. She pumped the vibrator in deeply and flattened her tongue, massaging Felicia's clit faster and faster. Felicia's leg stretched out, her ankle feeling the cold metal of June's explosive vest, reminding her that this sexy, lithe woman was going to detonate, and soon.

Maybe she was going to explode too. She didn't know. She let out a gasp and squeezed her breast. 'Fuck, June! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Oh, fuuuuck!' Her back arched and she squeezed June's head with her thighs as the orgasmic wave built up and rocked her body. As she quivered, June slowed down her licks, before planting a kiss on Felicia's inner thigh. She sat up, attentive, her face covered in Felicia's juices, and she made no move to wipe her face clean.

Elisabeth nudged Soraya. Priya, fascinated by the sight of the two women, was touching herself through her dress, pressing the fabric into her crotch, her other hand fingering the outline of the vest beneath her dress. She was gasping lightly, 'ha! Ha!' She must have felt she was being watched because she glanced at Elisabeth and Soraya and promptly turned red, thrusting her hands to her sides. Elisabeth hugged her with an 'aww.'

Felicia slowly came back to her senses. 'Oh, wow. Sweetie, that was… fuck.' She noticed June seemed to be sitting to attention.

'Am I allowed to cum now, Mistress Felicia?'

'What? Of course you can. Who said you can't?'

There was a bit of a pause, and Soraya interjected. 'You didn't tell her she could, Felicia. She wants you to be her mistress. Give her an order.'

'Like what?'

'Well, she has, what, ten minutes left? What do you want her to do before she blows up?'

'Well,' Felicia thought, 'she's really good with her tongue.'

'Maybe something where June gets to cum?'

'Right. Fair enough. June. I want… to watch you fuck yourself. Get a rubber cock from my bag, get up on the bar, and fuck yourself in front of all of us. Okay? I want to watch you cum.'

June smiled, her green eyes flaring with excitement. 'Yes, Mistress Felicia!'

Felicia checked her vest. 'You have… eleven minutes to cum three times. Go!'

June raced to the bag, grabbed a toy, and got up onto the bar, kneeling. She tilted her head back and planted her full lips on the red plastic penis, her light pink tongue darting out and around the tip. She squeezed her breast, stretching and pinching her puffy brown nipple, then slid her hand down her body. As her hand moved down, she slid the dildo deeper into her mouth. The other women watched, hypnotised, as the red cock slid inch by inch past June's lips and into her throat. Her free hand danced down the explosive vest and came to her crotch. She started rubbing her pussy through the vinyl, and gave out a muffled moan.

The rubbing got faster as she fucked her own throat with the dildo, her hips bucking back and forth as she chased an orgasm, closer and closer, then frustrating and pulling away, then building back up. She thought about everyone watching, watching her last show, watching her fuck herself, watching her about to blow up, getting off on watching her body gyrate and her hands play and her timer tick and she fucking came, bending double and pulling the dildo from her mouth with a gasp as she shook and rubbed and shook and nearly fell.

'That's one, sweetie. Two more!' Felicia encouraged. Priya stared, the anticipation of another orgasm/explosion pushing the environment aside as she couldn't help but rub her pussy through her dress.

June sat back, kicking off her high heels, sliding her tight pants off quicker than they looked like they'd allow. She slid her middle finger into her tight pussy, slowly, getting used to the size, pumping in and out, a second finger inside, her legs splayed and her hair cascading over the bar. She slid her fingers out and quickly slid the dildo in their place, crying out at the larger size but not hesitating. She brought her fingers up to her lips, tasting her own cum, as she fucked herself faster and faster. She switched toy for fingers, fingers for toy, diligently, eagerly cleaning her cum off each time, as she tried to find the sweet spot.

She looked at the group, their gaze, and their looks of fascination. She saw Felicia's encouraging smile, and Priya playing with herself through her dress, and Elisabeth's fingers intertwining with Soraya's, and Mel's hand behind her apron and down her jeans, and all at once it hit her. Her back arched, her toes pointed, her pussy tightened around the rubber cock as she fucked herself and came, and they watched her, her, as she orgasmed and writhed.

Felicia called to her. 'One more, June! Three minutes!'

She gasped.

'You can do it, June!' Elisabeth called out.

She pulled the cock from her pussy, rubbing it up and down her clit. She turned and sat up, giving her audience a better view as she grinded up and down the shaft. She smiled wickedly, taking in their gaze and their fascination.

'Watch me explode, everyone. Watch me cum and watch me explode.' She impaled herself on the cock, giving out a gasp and a laugh, kneeling to she could get deeper and harder. She locked eyes with Felicia. 'Watch me… watch me explode, Mistress Felicia. You're making… making me do this. In front of ev – fuck – everyone.'

'Cum for me, June. I order you, cum for me.' Felicia demanded. 'Cum for me, then explode for me.'

'Y-yes.. yes, Mistress.' Her pumping got faster at the command.

Elisabeth glanced at the clock, 'Oh, shit! She's going to blow! Ten!' She squeezed Soraya's hand.

'Nine!' They counted together. Mel and Felicia joined in, Priya could only gasp the numbers, her self-control gone.

'Eight!'

'Seven'

'Six!' 'You can do it!' Elisabeth encouraged.

'Five!' June gasped.

'Four!'

'Three!' June buckled forward screaming and then laughing. Her body shook.

'Two!'

'One!'

'I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming, oh fuck-' BOOM!

June exploded as she came, as her audience watched her cum, fascinated. Priya gasped and moaned at the sight while Elisabeth gave her victorious cheer.

Felicia gave a satisfied shudder, the aftershocks of an earlier orgasm brought about by the site of her previous lay fucking herself and exploding. She turned to the others, a thoughtful look on her face. 'So, my previous fuck buddy got blown up. Who wants to be the new one?'

Part IV: Pulsing

As Elisabeth played with Felicia while Soraya offered directions and helpful advice, Priya excused herself to the bathroom. It was overwhelming. The beautiful women, the anticipation, watching them cum, watching them explode. She was getting washed away. She just needed to control it. She stared at herself in the mirror.

The mirror. She could sneak a peek at her timer, know how long she had until she blew up, and gain a bit more… control over it.

Mel sauntered in as she was unzipping the back of her dress.

'I thought you weren't going to look, Priya.'

Priya gasped and zipped the dress back up. 'I… I wasn't… I…'

'It's difficult to watch you, you know.'

'I… sorry?'

'I've been watching you. You want to get fucked but you aren't speaking up.' Mel pushed her against the wall, violently. 'You want to touch yourself but you're denying yourself the pleasure. You want to make the others cum, but you aren't taking charge. And you want to catch everyone by surprise, even yourself, when you explode, but now you're in here, sneaking a peak.'

Mel pushed her thigh between Priya's legs, lifting it enough that there was pressure on the shorter girl's pussy.

'You want to cum, but you aren't doing anything about it. For fuck's sake, Priya, this is your night, to live to the fullest and go out with a bang, and you're missing it.'

'I don't know… I don't know what to do.'

Mel cocked her head to the side. She pushed her apron to one side and lifted her shirt.

Underneath, the shining metal of an explosive vest.

'Oh, my god.' Priya quivered, her legs tightening on Mel's thigh.

'I could blow at any second, Priya. I could explode, and you'd explode with me. How does that make you feel?'

'S-scared.'

'Just scared?'

Priya looked up into Mel's eyes. 'S-scared and excited…'

'The others don't even know I have one. I could detonate at any moment and they'd not see it coming.'

'Oh, god.' Priya couldn't help but press against the thigh she was now practically straddling.

'What do you want to do about it?'

'I…'

'I'll make it easy. Push me away and I'll leave you to look at your timer and wreck your last surprise. Or, you could kiss me, and I'll make you cum so hard you'll never forget it as long as you live. Which could be any… fucking… second now.'

Priya looked desperately at Mel, put her hands on the taller woman's shoulders, and stood on tip toes to kiss her. 'Please… hurry…' she whimpered.

Mel lifted Priya onto the bathroom bench. She slid her hand up beneath Priya's skirt, and pulled back with a quizzical expression. 'You're not wearing any underwear, Priya.'

Priya blushed, and smiled. 'I didn't think I'd need to.'

Mel smiled, and kissed her. She moved Priya's hand from her shoulder, down over her breast, lifting her shirt. 'Touch it.'

Priya gasped at the feeling of the warm metal, knowing it was packed with enough explosives to kill them both. Mel slid a single finger up across Priya's pussy lips; the slight touch was enough to make her eyelids flutter. Mel ran her finger up and down either side of Priya's labia, then out along her inner thigh and back again. 'You want it?'

'Mmhmm! Ha!' Priya gasped.

'You know what you have to do.'

Priya's big brown eyes opened. She gazed at Mel's lips, before planting a kiss on them. Her small pink tongue darted into Mel's mouth. In response, Mel slowly flicked up a finger against Priya's clit, which elicited a small squeak. There was a pause, and then Priya darted her tongue into Mel's mouth again, to which Mel replied with another gentle flick. Dart, flick. Dart, flick.

Priya's tongue kept darting into Mel's mouth, faster and faster. Then she grabbed the back of Mel's head, her other hand still rubbing up and down Mel's bomb vest, and she pushed her tongue as deep into Mel's mouth as she could. Mel carefully slid her index finger into Priya's tight pussy, which got her a muffled 'ha!' Priya held tightly on to Mel's head, very still, not daring to move her tongue until she worked up the courage.

She slid out and back in; Mel did the same thing. Out, in, pushing her tongue as deep into Mel's mouth as she could. She licked the back of Mel's top teeth and poked at the roof of Mel's mouth as best she could. Mel smirked, getting the idea, and started making come-hither motions with her finger. Priya wrapped her legs around Mel's back, squeezing her tightly as her hips rocked on the countertop, her hand clasping at the bomb vest.

Mel broke the kiss and whispered in her ear, 'careful with that. You might set it off.'

'Oh, god,' Priya replied. She pulled Mel in, her ankles locked behind Mel's back. 'Make me cum, Melanie! Hurry! Please!'

Mel stroked Priya's clit with her thumb as she kissed her again, passionately, deeply. 'You need to cum, Priya. You need to cum because we're about to explode.'

It was too much for the slender Indian girl. Her body rocked, her eyes rolled back and screamed as she came, squirting cum up the length of Mel's arm. Mel held her head from hitting the mirror as her body spasmed with ecstasy.

Mel gave her a moment, before kissing Priya as she slid her finger out. Priya held Mel's hand, pulling it to her mouth. She licked it tentatively, before sucking on the finger with a sudden enthusiasm. Mel stared, fascinated, as Priya seemed to remember she was there. She blushed, and smiled. 'I always wanted to know…'

Mel winked. 'Let gets back and see who's still with us.' She left the bathroom. A couple of minutes later, Priya collected herself and straightened her beautiful cocktail dress back out, ignoring the white cum stains and not even thinking to look at the timer on her bomb dress. She joined the rest of the women in the club.