[MF] Fucking in The Club, or How I Got Over My Ex

This happened a few years ago so forgive me for embellishing a little to fill in the drunk gaps. I had just gotten out of a long term relationship and my friend Jess took me to the club to drink my troubles away and do the classic “get over someone by getting under another”, so of course I wore a tight crop top and a skin tight mini skirt. I have relatively small tits, but I make up for it with my curvy ass.

The music was loud as hell and it was crammed with people grinding on each other and sticky with liquor and sweat. I scanned the club, dying to find someone to dance up on and caught the eye of an incredibly sexy man. He was wearing a button up and I could see his biceps rippling through the sleeves. He had the perfect amount of five o clock shadow. And he was staring straight at me and making a beeline for me. I turned to gush to Jess but she was slinking off with some dude that had just enticed her away with a drink. I downed the rest of my whiskey.

My hips swayed side to side to the beat as I licked the rim of my glass. I knew he was watching me, and I could feel my heart pounding with anticipation, waiting for him to get to me. I pretended to not be too keen. I’m pretty sure I failed miserably. A firm, large hand snaked around my waist and I felt him press into me. I could feel his heat radiating into my back, and I couldn’t help but arch my ass into his crotch.

He leaned in and said hello.

His breath tickled my ear and it left goosebumps on my neck. His voice was low and husky and I swear it made my nipples instantly hard. I reached up and curled my arm around his neck, beginning to grind into him to the R&B beat. I didn’t know if I should ask for his name or tell him mine, but I just settled with a “hello yourself.”

He pulled me in closer, hand on my hip as we continued to grind. I felt his hot breath on my neck, his stubble tickling me. Fucking goosebumps. My nipples were straining against my crop and I knew he could see. He kissed my neck and I melted into him. He probably took this as my invitation and moved to cup my breast as he kissed me again, trailing up to nibble my ear. I let out a soft moan and I just knew I was dripping. I wanted him to find out how much I was dripping. He was massaging my tits and it was driving me crazy.

I could feel him growing stiff against my ass, and I could also feel the whiskey taking over and the amount of fucks I had to give disappearing. I grabbed his hand against my waist and moved it down. He didn’t hesitate, moving under my skirt to cup my ass, letting a soft groan out in my ear. I fucking love it when men groan. He massaged my ass and trailed his fingertips closer to my pussy, brushing under my panties. I heard his breath suck in. I think he found out just how wet I was. He grazed over my dripping pussy, teasing me before he slipped up and started to massage my clit. My legs almost buckled. I reached back to feel his hard cock, stroking the shaft against his jeans. I wanted to pull it out and just fuck him right there.

Then without warning he plunged his fingers into me.

I almost screamed. My god it felt so good. He slowly, painstakingly began to pump into me to the beat, his face buried in my hair like we were still grinding. I continued to stroke his dick uselessly against his jeans. I needed him inside me. I couldn’t help but moan, feeling like a slut getting fingerfucked in the middle of a dance floor. I didn’t even care if anyone could see me.

But I needed his cock. His fingers just weren’t enough.

I grabbed his wrist and felt him slip out of me, and I pulled him to the bathroom.

I had no sense of shame anymore. I barrelled into a stall and pulled him in with me. I locked the door and went straight for his zipper, pulling his hard cock out. I immediately got down on my knees and tasted the salty sweet precum on the head of his cock, licking the length of his cock. I love licking cock with the underside of my tongue. I saw him close his eyes as I massaged his balls and bobbed on the head of his cock. I looked up at him with my big eyes as I slowly took all of him into the back of my throat. I slobbered all over his dick, getting it ready to slide into my dripping pussy.

I couldn’t wait any longer. He asked to taste me, but I just wanted to feel him inside me. I slipped two fingers into myself and moaned in his ear as I straddled him. I stuck my fingers in his mouth so he could taste me, before I lowered myself onto his cock. I slowly eased him in, teasing the head of his cock, bouncing lightly on him. Just gently sliding his head in and out between my lips as I stroked my clit. He grabbed me, trying to push himself deeper in. But I resisted, teasing him a bit more before he begged me to just fuck him already.

I slowly took the length of his shaft, watching his eyes roll. Slowly, I began to bounce on his dick, not even bothering to be quiet anymore. I rode him, harder and harder as he pulled my tits out of my dress and sucked my nipples, his hands gripping into my ass as I continued to fuck his brains out. I couldn’t believe how wet I was and how badly I needed to feel him filling me up inside. I must have clawed the shit out of his back.

I felt the heat rise from inside my belly and I came in what felt like torrents, I made a mess on his pants with my pussy juices. I made him cum in my mouth so I could taste and swallow it. Minimal cleanup, you know?

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And that is the story of how I got over my ex. Yes I touched myself while writing this. It was a good night. Thanks for reading!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9j2f6h/mf_fucking_in_the_club_or_how_i_got_over_my_ex