My first time out [OC] [Trans] [interracial] [blowjob] [anal]

*This is the first story I’ve written so please don’t be too harsh but feel free to let me know how you feel. This story does involve light drug use involving marijuana and poppers so if you don’t like that please scroll to another story*

I put on a black crop top and slipped on my fishnets before wiggling into my black skirt. I decided to grab my crop top hoodie in case I got cold. I felt a bit nervous so I took a shot and finished my makeup and looked in the mirror, making sure that I was looking my hottest. I headed out the door for my first night out alone.
Normally I went out with my girlfriends to shake a little ass and get a little tipsy but they were busy that night so I was all on my own. I figured I would just go to the same bars and clubs we were regulars at and do the same thing we did almost every other weekend. I’d have a couple vodka cranberries until I loosened up enough to stop standing awkwardly to the side and finally lose myself in the music.
“Hi, are you Parker?” The driver pointed toward his sticker in the window. He sounded more chipper than I expected any driver working the late night bar scene. Although, he was younger than most of the other drivers that came through, so maybe he just hadn’t had enough people puke in his car yet.
“Yep that’s me!” I climbed into the back of the car and once I buckled we drove off.
“So what are you up to tonight? I see you’re headed to Club Fanatic.”
“Nothing too crazy. Just going to a couple clubs and seeing where the night takes me.” I giggled.
“Well a pretty girl likes you should have no problem finding fun!” He laughed, a little nervously but it was cute. I wondered if he had been to Fanatic yet. He didn’t necessarily “look gay” but what did that mean anymore. It was a new era and I hadn’t been called a faggot since middle school. Now I got called new things. I never got tired of being called that, “pretty girl,” it had such a nice ring to it. I mean it’s what I’ve spent the last 3 years trying to be, I had better be at least a little pretty.
I caught him looking at me in the rearview and it made me blush a bit. I loved the rush I got from men checking me out. When they would eye me like any other girl they wanted to fuck. I could feel myself growing under my skirt and If I didn’t want the night to end so quick, or maybe if I had had a few more drinks at the apartment, I would have asked him to join me in the back seat. Shortly after, we arrived at the club and my excitement grew.
I said, “Welllll if the night is too much of a dud I suppose some cute uber driver could give me a ride home.” And shot him a wink through the mirror while I grabbed my purse by the time he turned around I was already out the door and listening to the music pumping from outside.
There was a short line in front of security of the door behind the black velvet ropes and neon signs that hung in the window. Even though I’d never drink any of the beer they advertised I loved how the signs looked. I got in line and pulled out my ID. When the security guard took it he didn’t even give a second glance. Now that I had my new picture taken for it I didn’t get any surprised looks like i did in the beginning. I was a hot woman now and that’s what they saw in the picture. He handed it back to me with a friendly smile and asked to check my purse. I was hoping the “secret compartment” in my bag was as good as I thought it was and he wouldn’t see the shot I was sneaking in. Club drinks were expensive and I almost always had a pack if 99’s at home so I would sneak them in all the time but it still made me nervous. He handed it back and relief rushed over me. I stuck my arms out so he could wave the magnetic wand over me and he ushered me inside after the all clear.
When he was done I opened the doors to the club and the music was instantly booming. Pop remixes and flashing lights filled my senses and it took me a second to adjust. I normally just followed my friends around like a lost puppy but now that I was alone I had the whole night in my hands and I didn’t know what to do first. The place didn’t look as packed as usual but it was still early. I decided a drink would get me loosened up enough to make my next move.
I ordered a vodka cranberry at the bar and turned around to check out the action while I waited. There were a few cute guys but nothing to really write home about. I knew I shouldn’t have come to the gay club first. It was still too early for all the real fun people to come out and it was just a bunch of the older gays who hadn’t gone to bed yet.
“Ma’am? Your vodka cranberry.”
“Oh thank you,” I said with a smile and turned back around to assess my situation. I’ll just go to a straight club and come back here later when there’s more people. In the meantime I can sneak off and take that shot I snuck in.
I headed to the ladies room and waited for an open stall. A bathroom full of drunk girls is always such a friendly place. I immediately got a wave of girls complimenting how cute I looked and it added to the euphoria and excitement that was steadily losing momentum beforehand. When I got done accepting all the compliments and finally got into a stall I pulled out the little 99 shot I had in my purse and gulped it down. It was peach but it just tasted like acid. They taste awful but they sure get the job done and it’s cheaper than bar drinks so it’ll do.
I went to the upper floor bar where there were a few couches and a pool table that was hardly ever touched yet old and worn. A cloud of smoke was emanating from one of the couches. I thought it was a smoke circle at first but it turned out to be mostly just one guy with a rolling tray in front of him, passing a blunt around to pretty much anybody who wanted a hit. When one blunt was done he would already be lighting up the next. At some point we made eye contact and he motioned toward me holding it in his hand. I know you shouldn’t take drugs from strangers but who cares? I’m having my own fun tonight so I might as well live it up. Plus it’s not THAT much different from the plenty of other times I smoked with mostly strangers.
I walked over to him and took the blunt. I took a few hits and immediately felt that little wave of warmth wash over me so I passed it back to him. He was having the time of his life, laughing with his friends and smiling ear to ear. I used his distraction to take another couple hits, it’s not like he would notice or care anyway. When he finally took it back I said thanks and asked him how his night was going.
“Pretty good haha how about you”
“It’s not too bad, it just got started really. I was hoping this place wouldn’t be so dead.”
“Oh you should check out The Cusan! We just came from there and it was PACKED.”
“Oh cool thanks for the heads up. I’ll probably head there after I finish my drink. Oh and thanks for the pot by the way.” I laughed and stood back up.
“Yeah no problem,” he laughed back, “I hope you have a good night. And stay safe out there!” He went back to talking with his friends and I downed my drink as I walked back downstairs. The shot I took in the bathroom was kicking in and I was starting to feel crossfaded. It was nice. Walking down the curved stairs made me feel like it was prom night or something from an 80’s movie and I was loving it. Although I looked more like an e-girl than a prom queen.
I left the club and decided to take the stoners advice and go to the Cusan. I figured there was nothing to lose but it was going to be a bit of a walk, especially in my heels and I wanted to save my feet for dancing. I pulled up the scooter ride app on my phone and luckily there was one just around the corner.
I forgot how much fun it was to ride these things. I zoomed up and down the streets and sidewalks with my skirt and hair flying in the wind. It was a little hard to balance since I was drunk but being high made the wobbliness and the buildings flying by even more fun, like I was playing Mario kart.
When I finally got to the Cusan I was having a blast. Sure Fanatic was dead but the free weed and scooter ride made it worthwhile. Plus I could see inside the big windows of the club and it was certainly packed. Tons of cute girls in tight dresses and hot guys grinding up against them. I rushed into the club and checked my hoodie and purse at the front so I didn’t have to carry it around. I decided, fuck it, ill get another drink. Im already feeling good and loose, why not a little looser.
I got a double vodka red bull making sure to bend extra far over the bar showing off my cute ass and legs to the crowd. I turned around to take in the scene. The smell of cologne and sweat was thick in the air. There were LOTS of cute guys here. I couldn’t get them all (a girl can hope right?) But surely I could snag one of them.
The bartender handed me my drink and I worked my way onto the floor. I was a little nervous but I was feeling great. I started to move my body to the music while sipping my drink occasionally. I ran my hands along my body and bumped along to the pulse of the music just trying to feel myself as much as possible. It must’ve worked because when I looked around there were a couple guys staring at me wantonly.
I started to put on a bit more of a show for them, shaking my ass to the song and getting low, pulling out what few sexy moves I knew. I finished my drink and after I put the cup back at the bar I went back to dancing, fully throwing myself into it. Throwing both my arms up and running my hands through my long hair I rocked my body like I was a belly dancer stuck in slow motion. I was getting more attention now and I saw a group of 3 sexy young black guys staring at me. I bent over and put my hands on my knees and whipped my hair back while I slowly stood up and shook my cute butt in my skirt while I looked back at the cutest of the guys in the group. I saw a big grin spread on his face. Hos friends shoved him playfully smiling and laughing too.
I had worked up a bit of a sweat by that point so I went to the bathroom to check my makeup and reapply some perfume. Plus I had to pee BAD I just didn’t want to interrupt the show I was giving the guys. When the song ended i headed toward the bathroom and walked a little too close to the guys who were now pretending not to look and grazed my hand against their backs while I slipped past.
When I got done freshening up I went back out to the music and lights. To my delighted surprise the cutest guy was out on the floor where I had left. I took this as a small invitation and started working my way toward him trying not to seem too obvious. I got to the center of the crowd again and picked up where I left off moving to the beat. We slowly worked toward each other until we made eye contact just a few feet from each other. I could get a better look at him now and he was SEXY. He had his hair in medium length twists and a jawline that could cut glass tipped with just a bit of facial hair on his chin. He was tall so I had to look up past his muscular frame to see his face, even in my heels. He had a few tattoos here and there, mostly on his big arms, and a couple on his neck.
As I was admiring him he quickly closed the distance between us and started grinding on me. I snapped out of my trance when I felt his body against mine and started grinding back against him. I spun around so I could rub my ass against his slow thrusting. He put one hand on the small of my back and the other on my hip, giving it a light squeeze which sent a rush through my body. I bent over and pulled at my skirt, teasing him a bit. I wiggled and ground my ass against him feeling his cock grow in his sweats. If everything went to plan I was in for a good night.
As I was getting dry humped in the crowd I looked up to see his friends leaned against the wall and smiling at us and saying something to each other. Suddenly the music changed to some gross country remix. The Cusan DJ had a reputation of abruptly killing the mood. We stood back up and looked at each other. He looked down at me with a grin and asked if he could buy me a drink. What’s a girl to do? Say no?
“Id love that,” I smiled back and we worked through the new flood of “city country” dancers rushing onto the floor.
“What are you drinking?”
“How about a shot?”
He let out a little laugh. “I like you, let’s do it. What do you want”
“I’m a vodka and juice type girl”
“Perfect. Can I get a shot of Crown Apple and a shot of vodka with a pineapple chaser” he shouted to the bartender. What a gentleman.
“So how’s your night going?” I asked, trying not to let awkward silence kill the mood more than the music did.
“It was pretty good, but it’s a lot better now,” he winked. “What about you?”
I blushed again “It’s going pretty good too. I went to majestic earlier and this guy was practically handing out blunts. I’m not one to complain about free smoke.” I chuckled.
The bartender handed us our shot and the guy handed him a few bills. We downed our shots and I chased mine with the pineapple juice to ease the burn but it only helped so much.
“Hey what’s your name anyway?” I asked
“I’m Deon”
“I’m Parker, it’s nice to meet you”
“My pleasure Ms. Parker”
I blushed again. He was making me feel so giddy inside and so desired. I knew I had to have him tonight. His looks were enough to send me over the edge most nights but seeing how much he wanted me and how pretty he thought I was sealed the deal.
“You know,” he perked up, “if you wanna smoke some more I’ve got some in my car.”
Perfect. Now we could be alone. We definitely could have smoked in here, everyone else does, but he wanted to take me to his car. I wasn’t gonna let this opportunity go to waste.
“Ooooh I’d love to let’s go.” I could barely contain myself. The bulge in my panties was growing bigger and harder it felt like I was about to burst through them. He smiled at me and stood up.
“I’m gonna go tell my friends that we’re going to go smoke I’ll be right back.”
“Ok cool. I’m gonna use the restroom one more time and meet you by the door.”
We parted ways and I saw him getting high fived and pats on the back from his friends. They said a few things back and forth and he headed to the door while I went to freshen up. After I put on more perfume and touched up my blush i went to meet Deon by the door. As I walked past his friends they let out a classic wolf whistle, probably to embarrass Deon more than me but I felt flattered. I liked being the hot piece of ass his friends were jealous of. Who knows? They were all cute enough that if they played their cards right they might all get a chance to play.
I followed Deon out the door onto the sidewalk where it was much colder than earlier and it made me remember my hoodie and purse I left at the desk. After I slipped on my hoodie I practically skipped outside to Deon.
“Much better.” I said with a sigh.
“Damn more covered and still just as sexy. I really like you” he laughed.
” Oh hush. Where’s your car?”
“Oh it’s just a couple blocks up this way. Parking was shit out here.”
“Yeah it normally is.” I chuckled
“Where do you normally park?”
“Oh I took an uber here. Less hassle for me plus I dont have to worry about how much I drink and drive home.”
“Fair enough. Here it’s this way.”
We walked past the shops and restaurants that surrounded the other bars and clubs on Cherry St. He had parked in the lot by the train tracks where there weren’t many other cars on the gravel lot. He unlocked his car, some kind of SUV, and the lights flashed. He opened the door for me and i looked at him. The car was tall so it was a bit tough to balance on the gravel and get my leg in so he picked me up by my waist to help me in and i couldn’t help but giggle.
He climbed into the car and I could see him even better than in the club. Fuck was he handsome. And with his arms as big as they were it was no wonder he picked me up so easy. His tattoos and tight shirt made me want to drool not to mention what I knew was waiting for me in those black sweats.
“Want a blunt or a pipe?” His words snapped me out of the second trance he’d put me into.
“Uh… A blunt. I don’t like straight pipes they burn too much”
“Alright cool I’ve already got one here.” He reached into the center console pulling out a swisher, split and rewrapped. He lit it and after taking a few puffs and making sure the burn was even he handed it to me. This was some good shit too. The guy at majestic had nothing on this. After just a couple hits I felt all the chill from the outside finally leave my body and be replaced by warm waves. I handed it back to him and watched him smoke. My eyes trailed from his flexing arm down to his pecs rising and falling with each hit, his tight abs in his tighter under armour shirt. By the time I got to the bulge in his sweats the one in my skirt was leaking like crazy.
He caught me staring.
“So you like what you see?” I could feel myself getting hot in my hoodie. I gulped and bit my lip while i nodded slowly.
“I was hoping you’d talk to me since I saw you across the floor with your friends.” I put my hand on his thigh, just above his knee.
“Well you weren’t the only one who liked what they saw.” He leaned in and kissed me while gently holding my cheek. I fell into it completely and kissed him back, my tongue exploring his mouth and nibbling gently on his lips. He moved on to kissing and scraping his teeth on my neck sending chills right down my spine and straight to my girlcock.
I started rubbing his cock through his pants and felt him growing and getting harder. He squeezed my tits extracting a moan from me. I pulled his throbbing member from his pants and it was even better than i imagined. It had to be at least 9 inches and thick but not too thick just how I like it. He had a big mushroom head and as I stroked it a couple times it became coated in thick drops of precum. I bent my head down and licked it all up while looking him in the eyes.
“Oh fuck baby” he sighed, encouraging me to keep going.
I closed my eyes and savored the taste of his salty thick precum, letting it coat my lips and tongue. He rubbed and slapped my ass while my tongue savored more and more of the nectar flowing from the head of his cock. I finally slipped the head into my wet waiting mouth. Each smack made me moan which would make him moan and only make me hornier. I took him until I felt him hit the back of my throat and started to bob up and down while my tongue swirled every way I could think of. He put his hand on the back of my head and started to gently pump in and out of my mouth while he took another hit from the blunt. Time to show him why it was a good idea to pick me.
I told him to hop in the back of the car and took the blunt from him. I took a few hits while he stuffed his python back into his pants and went outside and into the back driver seat. When he got into the back i already had the front seats pushed forward to give us more room and had taken my top off. I ripped his pants right back down around his ankles and grabbed his cock. I held it straight up and started to lick and suck on his heavy balls.
“I can’t wait to empty these for you. They seem like they hold such a heavy load”
“Fuck I wanna give it all to you baby.”
I put my hair into a ponytail and took him back into my mouth. This time I pushed further. He was thicker than other guys I’d taken in my throat but i was always up for a challenge. Finally after a bit of wiggling and pushing it felt his head slip past the barrier and the rest of his thick shaft slide down my throat. I kept fondling my tits and pinching my nipples while my throat went to work, my drool and tears smearing my makeup and running down my face and into my tits. The spit felt so good dripping onto me.
“Goddamn girl you really know what you’re doing. Fuck that mouth is perfect.”
I winked at him with tear filled eyes and he grabbed the back of my head. I knew what was coming so I opened my throat and mouth as much as I could and closed my eyes. He started fucking my throat. The sound of wet fucking and choking filled the car and it was music to my ears. I could feel him using my throat like a flashlight while i kept my hands behind my back like a good little slut. Then he let go to give me some air but I just slammed my head back down again and stuck my tongue out so I could lick his balls while he was buried in my throat. Finally when i couldn’t hold my breath anymore I pulled him back out and started rubbing and slapping his spit covered cock all over my smiling messy face. I couldn’t get enough and from the look in his eyes he couldn’t either. I mounted him and lifted my skirt, putting his thick member between my ass cheeks and grinding up and down, getting my spit all over my aching pussy.
He stuck two fingers in my mouth and i covered them in spit until they were dripping. He reached under my skirt and started to massage my tight hole and I let out another moan while I pushed against him. He slipped a finger in and i let out a deep groan. God I wanted him so bad.
“Do you care if I hit some poppers?” I asked.
“Nah go for it I don’t mind.”
I pulled the little bottle out of my purse and gave it a shake. I closed one nostril while I took a deep inhale and kept grinding into his fingers. I took another for the hell of it and he slipped another finger in as i held in the hit. Now I was really feeling it. I was practically streaming precum out of my clit and hard as steel. I moved his fingers out of me and sat slowly on his cock. I felt the thick mushroom head pop into me and then all 9+ inches slide past my tight ring until I settled my girly bubble ass on his lap. I exhaled and we both let out a deep moan as I took him all in. I started moving up and down, leaning back so he could see my girlcock bouncing up and down and because it was hitting my prostate just right. Every thrust sent a signal straight to the tip of my clit and made me leak more and more.
I kicked off my heels so I could ride better and readjusted with his cock in me the whole time. I slammed my tight cunt into him harder and harder, moving my hips in a circle and pulling out nearly to the tip before I slammed all the way back down. Deon kept moaning and groaning and calling my name.
“Oh fuck parker, your ass feels so fucking good. You’re so fucking tight. You’re so good at taking that fucking dick.”
He pushed me off and turned me around, putting my upper half between the front seats, exposing my ass to Deon. My clit was throbbing and my ass was gaped and waiting to be fucked harder. He spread my cheeks with his big hands and spit on my hole before lining his huge cock up.
“Please deon… Please make me your whore. ”
He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me so that his mouth was right next to my ear.
“You’re my bitch tonight and every night i want you”
With that he thrust his whole strength into me. I felt another small pump of precum gush out of me. He kept pumping into me and I was in utter ecstasy. He pushed me back down with one hand on the small of my back and the other on my hip like at the club. I arched my back and he grabbed my hair for more grip. He started pummeling my ass with all his might and all I could do was take it. My eyes rolled in the back of my head from pleasure while I took the abuse. After a couple minutes he started taking it slower. He gave me those perfect long slow strokes in love from tip to base. I used this opportunity of less movement to take another hit of poppers. Fuck it, its my night. I held my breath while he slowly slid in and out of me. I could feel every inch of him as I drifted into a deeper lust.
“Fuck daddy that feels perfect. That’s just how I like it I’m so close.” I said through gritted teeth.
“Mmm me too baby. I was waiting for you to take my fuckin cum.”
I started pushing against him more and matching his rhythm. I could feel my orgasm rising and reached for my cock for some much needed relief. It only took a few strokes before I was spraying over the center console and screaming.
“Oh yes! Oh yes right there Deon don’t stop! Fuck me harder! Fuck me like a bitch in heat!”
And that’s just what I felt like. It was animalistic. I COULD NOT get enough of him. And just when I was thinking I didn’t want it to end…
“Oh fuck I’m gonna cum!”
I pulled him out of me, turned around on my knees, and started stroking him fast. He sprayed all over my face with the first 2 shots and I shoved his cock down my throat like earlier but I didn’t need to work up to it this time. He shot straight down my throat and into my stomach and I pulled out a bit to let him shoot the last few shots in my mouth. I wanted to get everything out of this and he delivered. We sat there with his twitching cock in my hand and his hot cum all over my face. I couldn’t help but to lick my lips, catching the stray bits that had dripped down my face. Then I worked the last couple drops and licked up the liquid pearls off of his ebony rod.
I was an absolute mess. I was dripping wet from head to toe, the cum and spit falling from my face to my tits and then my thighs. I couldn’t see myself but I know my makeup was in ruins, it could just picture how sexy and slutty I looked. Deon looked down at me, covered in his seed. “Such a pretty girl,” he groaned.
Then at that moment I heard a knock at the door with some familiar hooting and hollering…. It was Deon’s friends.
Maybe this would be a better night than I thought.

To be continued….

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