So I've been wanting to share this with someone for a while now, but my friends are mostly reserved and I like writing, so here goes…
Laser lights flicker on and off.
I sit watching each light. Majestic. Powerful. Important. What would that feel like?
I bop my head in time with the beat, but the nausea and dizziness it was causing quickly put an end to that habit.
Raising my right arm and leaning on a wooden side rest, I push hard into the grain and stumble to the nearest table. "Oh my god! Disgusting, get the bouncer" A sexy blonde whines as she backs toward her towering man friend. Playing hard to get, she doesn’t know me for the player I was born to be.
I give her the drunken smile worthy of an Instagram selfie, her frown deepens as she clings to his arm.
Shit, maybe not. I gotta get the fuck outta here
People were forever moving, shaking hands and cheersing cups. Groan. Through the hustle & bustle I spot an empty bench, the kind you'd find in a 24/7 diner, to me it was the only thing that mattered in my life.
I slumbered over and sat down. At the other end of the bench I see a cute girl with a tan, sipping purple liquid through her straw.
I slide over and tap her two times on the shoulder – “Scuze me miss” she turns “Do you know what this shirt is made of?” she seems unimpressed and replies “I don’t know?…” I continue the charade “It’s made of boyfriend material gurl!” She looks at me dead in the eyes, and bursts out laughing. “That is the worst line I’ve ever heard.” With arm around her I proceed to make a friend, I explain my situation and she offers to kindly escort me out the bar.
What an angel.
Outside the bar I spit game as we walk, with sea salt in the air and boats in the distance, she stops me half way and we hug. I look around and there are people, but too far to really see what’s going on. I hold her close to me, her dark hair softly dropping as my fingers run smoothly through it. I push my index finger down the line on her back she arches in response and looks up at me. Bright green eyes admire me innocently, my thoughts the opposite.
I inch toward her and can feel her breath lightly on my neck. Her red lips part, I meet them, warm, juicy they taste like Kgb. Her tongue meets mine, I push deeper running my tongue along the middle of hers, both hands find her ass, fingers slide into the gap and I squeeze hard lifting her off the ground. She digs her nails into my back, piercing skin and pulling me into her. I stop her.
Her hair scrunched up, head pulled back, my tongue glides up her neck slowly and teeth close on her bottom lip it squishes as I bite down and kiss her. My left hand finds hers, she swats it away and grabs my crotch hard. My manhood nearly bursting through my zipper. I try pulling my pants upward and stumble back onto the wall of a closed restaurant. She pushes me back and unzips me, I explode out fully erect “I’m going to give you a blow job right here.” I panic, there are people to the left of us not so far away and a busy road on the other side. I reach down to stop her… and feel warmth and wetness as she takes me in, whole. I slide down her tongue and into the back of her throat, warmth fills me. She looks up eyes glistening, spit on her chin. Hand on either side of her head I pull her in and shove it down deeper this time, people are walking past, “What the fuck dude?” I don’t care, I’m not there anymore, I let it happen, it’s amazing…
I’m too lazy to write more, stay tuned for part 2 if you can be fucked…
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/3qj0qo/nightclub_mf_exh_true_story