A Little Fiction... Or Is It???
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Posted:Mar 21, 2016 12:27 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2021 9:50 am
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He walked into the club with his two friends, completely pissed off at himself for allowing them to drag him to yet another establishment. Although he had a great time watching the two of them get rejected by every woman in sight, it was time to call it a night. But because he was the idiot who said he'd drive, he was stuck. As the other two disappeared onto the dance floor, he sat on the last available stool at the bar and fumbled through his pocket for some cash to flash at the bartender. "Fuck this shit,” he thought to himself, and ordered a double Jameson – neat, of course. He had slammed down about a gallon of ice water that night and felt he deserved a bit of a reward for being such a great friend to these two bozos. He looked up from his first sip of the drink and noticed her, sitting alone across from him, with the same look of disdain that he was sure that he had. He gave her a smile and shrugged his shoulders as if to say "I feel your pain." She laughed and tossed her blonde hair off to the side, slid off of her stool and sidled up next to him. Without saying a word, she took his arm and led him to the steamy room where the dance floor was.
The room was packed with writhing, sweaty bodies, grinding to the funk of "Kiss" by Prince. She led him to the corner of the room, where there was the just the slightest bit of open space, and they began to sway. His right hand was on the small of her back, pressing her into him as she
straddled his right leg. Their hips were rotating in perfect rhythm, as if they'd done this a thousand times before. Her right hand went around the back of his neck and pulled his face down towards hers. Her tongue darted out, licking his lips ever so slightly as her left hand began to caress the stiffness that had appeared in his pants. Taking the hint, he moved his hand from the small of her back and slyly slid it up the back of her sundress, caressing the smoothness of her bare ass. He pulled her closer, firmly, thrusting her into his denim-covered cock. The swaying had turned to grinding as she raised her dress a bit and began rubbing her pussy up and down his length. He slid one of the straps of her sundress down and lowered his head further, caressing
her nipple and breast with his lips. Suddenly, he felt a tap on his shoulder. A stocky man wearing a black t-shirt that read "SECURITY" stood there, shaking his head, with his arms folded across his chest. "Follow me,” he said, and led the two down a short hallway. He stopped at a door, unlocked it and said "I can only give you fifteen minutes: we close in twenty-five."He ushered them in, left the key with him, said "Lock the door behind me,” before exiting the dimly lit office, leaving them alone together for the very first time.
She quickly took control, pushing him down onto the leather couch and straddling him. She took his face in her hands and pushed her tongue between his lips, delicately exploring the inside of his mouth. His hands slid back under her dress, caressing every inch of her back. She raised her arms above her head as he pulled the dress over her head and laid it over the arm of the couch. He reveled in the perfection of her naked body: her breasts...her hard nipples...her bare pussy. In one swift move he picked her up, stood up, and laid her on her back. He knelt over her kissing every inch of her face, while his hands began to explore her; first her breasts...cupping them and pinching her nipples....then fluttering down to her flat stomach, tracing small circles with his fingertips...then reaching her pussy. He lightly ran his finger up and down the moist crease, stopping at the top of it to caress her clit. His kisses began to move further down her body; stopping to nip and suck on each nipple; his tongue leaving a trail down her stomach...sucking softly on the insides of her thighs. By now he had slipped a finger into her, slowly and gently thrusting it in and out of her. Her moans got louder as his tongue parted her labia and started licking every inch of her now-soaked pussy. He entered a second finger into her as his tongue and lips concentrated in her clit, licking and sucking it until it jutted out from its fleshy hood. He increased the motions of both his fingers and his mouth as her hands pushed his cleanly-shaved head deeper into her. He ran his right hand up her body to her mouth as she hungrily sucked on his fingers, her hips thrusting up to match the motions of his fingers and mouth. Her body tensed and she shuddered as her orgasm hit: her pussy clenched tightly onto his fingers, pulling them in as deep as it could. Her thighs clamped down onto his head as her body, wracked in spasms, rolled back and forth on the couch. As her grip on him began to subside, he withdrew his fingers from her and moved his head back up to her lips, allowing her to taste her cum on his lips, tongue, and fingers. She forcefully grasped his shoulders, sat up and reversed their positions. She knelt on the floor in front of him and ran her hands up his chest, grasped his shirt, and pulled it over his head. She gently bit into his shoulder and began trailing wet kisses across his chest, stopping to bite softly on each of his nipples. Her hands deftly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper. He raised his hips off of the couch allowing her to pull his jeans down, his engorged cock finally springing free. She gasped slightly as her hand wrapped around the shaft, stroking it...slowly at first....as her head moved down his torso to meet her hand at the head of his cock. Her tongue dabbed at the tip, savoring the fluid that had leaked out, spreading it over the entire head. She enveloped him in her wet mouth and began moving her mouth in rhythm with her hand, her tongue swirling around the head on every upstroke. Her other hand began caressing his heaving balls as her mouth began moving faster. His fingers were entangled in her hair and his hips began to mimic her piston-like motions. He pulled her head off of him, a string of fluid still connecting her lips to his cock. He moved his hands under her arms, lifted her off of the floor, and pulled her onto him. He ran a hand over her drenched pussy, grabbed his cock, and placed it at the entrance to her tight hole. She slowly sat down, savoring every inch of him as he entered her. His hands grabbed her hips and pulled himself deep into her, his cock exploring every inch of her. She rocked back and forth slowly as his lips found her nipples again. She clasped her hands behind his head, kissing the top of it as he sucked on each breast. He could feel her wetness running down onto his balls as her motions began to quicken. Their breathing got heavier as he thrust his cock deeper and deeper into her. He removed his mouth from her nipples and took her face in his hands, pulled it to his face, and kissed her deeply....forcefully....Her fingernails dug into his shoulders as she began to quiver. They moaned loudly into each other's mouths...his balls began to swell; her pussy tightened. They thrust together at a feverish pace until they both shouted, throwing their heads back....He pulled her hips all the way down onto him as they screamed in unison. Jets of cum sprayed into her, the mixture of both of their juices flowing out of her pussy and down the shaft of his cock, to his balls and, eventually, to the couch. She bit hard into his shoulder as she came, panting heavily into his flesh. She continued to move up and down him, slowly, milking every drop of cum out of him. He stopped her motions, pushed the hair out of her face, and kissed her again: slowly and tenderly. As she pulled away and smiled at him, there was a loud knock at the door. Taking the hint, they hurriedly got dressed and unlocked the door. The security guard, exasperated, said "Christ, I've been knocking for five minutes! Get the fuck out of here already!" They laughed as he slipped the guard a twenty-dollar bill, grasped her hand, and headed back down the hallway. Before they reached the end of it, she stopped, pulled his head down to her mouth, and whispered
"Thank you" into his ear. She gave his lobe a teasing lick, squeezed his hand, and walked alone into the darkness of the club. He ran his hand over the top of his head, softly said "No; thank you,” and slowly went on the search for his friends.
Upon finding them they asked "Where the fuck have you been? We've been looking for you for ten minutes! The women here are a bunch of cunts. Ain’t none of us getting laid tonight." He shrugged his shoulders, chuckled, and led them outside towards his car. As he looked up at the stars in the clear night sky, he felt someone nudge him as they walked by. She smiled at him as he turned around, grinning back. Her friends tugged at her arm, pulling her down the sidewalk....his friends urging him to hurry up. Their eyes said "Goodbye" to each other as they walked in opposite directions....both smiling....and their friends none the wiser.
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