I run my hands up from my thighs, to my hips, and up my waist. I close my eyes and let the feeling of the alcohol and weed course through my body and I get lost in the music.
I run my fingertips from my wrist, up my arms, to around my neck, and then up in the air. I sway my hips to the beat, feeling the music until I lock eyes with another pair. A brown pair sipping his drink from across the room.
I know he’s been watching me dance. I could feel his eyes on me.
He lifts the drink up to his mouth slowly and takes a sip. It’s like watching a movie; the way he moves his hand away from his mouth. The way he never breaks eye contact while he’s licking and biting his lips.
My God.
I’m officially taken aback by what I see and I can’t take my eyes off him. And yet, somehow, he disappears from my sight. I frown quickly but then close my eyes again. I turn back around and keep dancing like I’m the only one here. That is, until I feel a pair of hands grip my waist.
“Those are some pretty dangerous moves. Who told you you could move like that? Hmm?”
I smile quickly turning around, already knowing who it is, and wrapping my arms around his neck.
“Who told you that you could come and dance with me? Hmm? You seemed to like it.”
I bite his ear and turn back around, my back facing him. A deep laugh comes from his chest and graces my ears with that voice. “Who told you i liked it?”
I quickly turned around again and said “Well I didn’t realize we were lying now.” A smile forms on his face and I can’t help but smile back. “Who’s lying in this scenario?” I roll my eyes at his words and snake my hand in between us and cup him. A moan coming immediately from his mouth.
“This…” I pause and look all over his face. “…tells me that you like it.” I turn around and press my ass into him. His hands taking their home on my hips again.
As the music gets louder his fingertips make their way up my thighs and in between my legs. Thank God for dresses.
His hand slips into my panties and I can’t help but moan out.
I’m so glad the floor got more crowded. It’d be so embarrassing to have someone see this.
Oh my God.
His fingers slip into me and start pumping in and out. “God you’re soaking wet baby.” I chuckle to myself and I turn around to face him. As his fingers move faster I lean to his ear and whisper the best words of my life.
“Please, do something. I can’t take it anymore.”
His hand disappears from my panties and grips my wrist. Our fingers interlocking in the process of him dragging me wherever.
We end up outside a bathroom and he drags me in. Luckily there’s no one in the bathroom but we still go into a stall anyway. He locks the door and pushes me up against it.
I finally get to see the face behind the mysteriously fucking sexy voice and i just want to fuck him so bad.
You sound like a slut. Stop it cass.
I roll my eyes at myself again and his hand slowly makes it way up to my throat. His long fingers, covered in rings and tattoos, wrap around my dainty neck and he squeezes and the noise I make. Sounded like a cow. My eyes widen and I look at him feeling my face get hot.
Of course that happened. Why wouldn’t it.
I watch a big ass smile come onto his face and he busts out laughing. “Oh my God what was that noise?” I laugh at him and shake my head in embarrassment. I mutter to myself “oh my god…” I cover my face with my hands until I feel his hands touch mine.
After a few seconds I hear “Hey, it’s okay. You wanna continue?” I drop my hands and nod yes. I’m so embarrassed I can’t even speak. He puts his finger under my chin and lifts my head so he can look at me. His face moves closer to mine and our lips are so close. “You know… I do have to say that was the cutest sound I ever heard. Sounded like a puppy.”
A puppy? I sounded like a PUPPY? That noise I just made? Okay.
“I- please just kiss me.” I look between his eyes and finally the gap closes. His lips meet mine and he kisses me with such passion. He grabs me and sits down on the toilet.
He keeps his hand around my throat as we keep kissing. I feel his other hand moving and moving and finally his fingertips run along the outside of my panties, right along my slit. “Oh fuck…” I let out softly. He dips his hand inside my panties and dips his fingers inside me making me gasp out. The kissing, the choking, the fingers it’s not enough. I need something more.
I swear to God if he doesn’t do something I’m gonna flip.
So say something.
Um like what?
I don’t know, just be more aggressive. Tell him what you want.
And how do you expect me to do that?
I don’t fucking know
I grind my hips down onto him and I slowly move my hand up his chest. My fingertips trace their way around his chest and up to his neck. My hand slowly takes its place around his neck and I squeeze.
The ring-clad fingers around my neck release and drop immediately. I move closer to him; kissing up his neck, to his jawline, then to his earlobe. “Now see, I’m in a bit of a predicament.”
I bite his earlobe and I kiss around his face to the other side. I squeeze my fingers a little bit each time I kiss him and he lets out a little whimper.
God that whimper, could make me do anything.
“1. I have a soaking. Dripping. Wet cunt, that needs to be taken care of.” I bite this earlobe. “2. I don’t think it’s nice that you’ve been teasing me. I haven’t been a bad girl.” I back away from his ear so I’m face to face with him. “And 3. I just want you to fuck me. But since you want to play, guess I’ll have to do it myself.”
I squeeze his throat again much tighter this time, and all he does is close his eyes and whimper. “Speak.” I say demandingly. I squeeze harder again and this time he lets out a much needed loud moan right in my ear. I keep moving my hips and he drops his head on my shoulder, gripping my waist tighter and tighter. “Are you ready for me to fuck you baby boy? Hmm? Answer me.”
Damn, where’d all this confidence come from? I pull a condom out from my bra and I roll it on him. His body jerking every time I touched him. I bunch my dress up at my hips and I slowly slide on to him.
“Oh fuck me…s-shit baby you feel so good.” His eyes closing and his eyebrows scrunching. I move up and down faster and faster and keep squeezing his throat. I can feel my orgasm coming so I move even faster. “Oh shit, i think I’m about to cum.” I keep bouncing on him and I squeeze his throat the tightest I ever have tonight. His whole body jerks and he cries out “shit, p-please fuck me harder. Please baby.”
His arms wrap around me tighter and my hand falls from his neck. His hand slowly creeps up back to my neck and says “come on baby girl. Gonna be a good girl and cum for me? Hmm? Come on baby, cum for me.” I look at his face and our eyes lock right when my orgasm washes over me.
I can feel myself clenching around him and I hear him scream out. We both sat there for a few minutes trying to catch our breaths. After a few seconds, I get up and throw out the condom.
Damn I miss that feeling of being full.
I’d love to stay and all.
But, my bed awaits.
I begin to fix myself and I go to open the stall door but a hand stops me. “Wait, i don’t even know your name.” I laugh at his words and before I leave the stall I grip his chin and give him a soft kiss. One that seemed to last for ages. I peck him one last time, walking out feeling satisfied and fucked. I keep walking ignoring the pleas for me to tell him my name. I can’t believe that that was the best fuck of my life. A stranger! Who the hell is gonna top that now?
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