We all have those friends that say, “you need to get out more.” No matter how often you tell them that you don’t like to go out or that you are an introvert, they still drag you everywhere. Well, tonight was one of those nights. They wanted to go out to this club that was having a drag show. Again I told them I didn’t want to go, but they dressed me up in a black crop top and skirt and sent me out.
In the beginning, I was just on the wall. I was standing at one of the high-top tables with a drink that was way too expensive. I stood there and scanned the club. Seeing all these couples grinding on each other and several men getting blown off by beautiful women. Watching the spectacle made the time go by. But then, someone caught my eye. This gorgeous woman was standing a few tables down from me. I didn’t notice her when we arrived, but now all my attention was on her. The way she held her drink, the way she looked out into the room, and the way she leaned against the table made her look way too good for this small club. I think she felt my staring because she eventually looked my way. I quickly looked down to try and save face, but I was definitely caught.
I looked back up at her only to catch her gaze. How she stared into my eyes as she took a sip of her drink made me melt. It was only when she started to make her way over to me that I began to panic. But before I could move away, she was already standing before me. She pointed at my nearly empty glass and tilted her head. “Oh no,” I told her, “It’s overpriced anyway” she just looked at me and then walked to stand next to me. She was a complete head taller than me, making me feel small next to her. Finally, she leaned down next to my ear and said, “I didn’t ask how much the drink was. I asked what it was. Are you going to tell me?”.
It didn’t feel right to refuse, so I told her what I was drinking. She handed me her glass to hold and walked to the bar to get me a fresh one. She returned with the drink and a small smile and gave me the glass. I nodded her a thank you and took a sip. She leaned again and whispered, “Good girl. It’s good, yeah?”. I felt my whole body warm from the inside out. All I could do was nod and take another sip. She took her glass from me and took another sip while gazing out into the room. “Did you come here alone?” she asked, and I shook my head no. “I’m gonna head outside for some air. Do you think they’ll mind if I steal you for a bit?”. I scanned the room for my friends and spotted them at the bar with the desperate boys from before. I looked at her and shook my head again, and she smirked. She started walking away but then stopped and held out her hand. I grabbed it, and we walked out the door.
We only went a few ways away to the little patio area behind the club. We sat at one of the benches and sat quietly. She asked me about myself, where I was from, what I did, and all those boring get-to-know-you questions. I didn’t really answer then, however, because her hand was on my thigh the entire time and slowly getting higher. “Did you want me to catch you staring?” she asked with a firm grasp on my inner thigh. All that came out of my mouth was gibberish. Complete sentences were hard at this point. She laughed and whispered in my ear, “I don’t speak sub. I need you to use your words.” I swear this woman was trying to break me. I looked down and shook my head. “You’re just really pretty, and I kind of froze,” she laughed again. “Aww, you think I’m pretty?” I nodded. “Do you like pretty, tall women who call you a good girl” I nodded again, but this time, she grabbed my chin and made me look her in her eyes? “Use your words, Princess.”
“Yes” was all I could muster, and she rubbed her thumb on my jaw and smiled. “See? That wasn’t so hard,” she said with another chuckle. Speak for yourself, woman. But all I could do was look into her eyes. They were like whirlpools, just pulling me in closer and closer. Finally, after what felt like forever, she pulled me closer and kissed me. This kiss felt different, though. She immediately stuck her tongue in my mouth. This kiss felt more possessive like she was claiming what was hers. With her other hand, she slipped up close to my pussy and lightly rubbed it with the side of her hand. I moaned in her mouth, and I felt her smile. She pulled away from my mouth and came close to my ear. “Do you know what I like to do to cute little ones like you?” I shook my head. “I like to make them scream,” she said as she put more pressure on my cunt. I moaned but immediately covered my mouth and looked around for others. She grabbed my chin and made me look at her. “Don’t worry about anyone else. Focus on me,” she said as she slid my panties to the side and rubbed my sex directly. I couldn’t help but let out another moan. She slowly made small little circles on my clit, making it start to swell. “Do you wanna scream for me, Princess?”
I nodded, and she kissed me again. “Good girl. Show me how much of a good little slut you can be,” she said and slid a finger into my hole. I let out another moan, a little louder this time. She starts to find a rhythm and finger fucks me. She lifts up my top to expose my breast and takes one of my nipples into her mouth. Being quiet is hard since I feel so many things at once. I keep moaning and bucking my hips to ride her fingers. She feels so fucking good inside of me. She takes her fingers out of me and takes off my panties. “These are a mess, Princess. Did it feel that good?” I nod. She smiles and kisses me again. She grabbed the back of my head and pushed me closer to her. I feel that sense of possessiveness again, making me feel warm. As she pulls away, she stuffs my panties into my mouth. “You sound like a needy slut, that’s for sure. I need to make sure we don’t get caught,” she says as she sticks two fingers inside my cunts. I moan into my panties as I feel myself stretch around her. She picks a rhythm and fucks me so nicely with her fingers. I start to feel a familiar feeling well up inside of me. I’m close, and she can tell. She takes one of my nipples into her other hand and pinches it. I yelp into my makeshift gag, and she laughs again.
“Are you about to cum, Princess?” she asks as she moves her thumb to rub my clit. I nod and moan louder into my panties. “Go ahead sweet girl. Cum for me,” and as those words left her lips, I felt my orgasm bubble over. I scream into my little makeshift gag. I don’t think I’ve ever cum that hard in my life. She finger fucked me through my orgasm, ensuring I felt all of it and more. She took my panties out of my mouth and held up her hand that had been inside of me. It was dripping in my wetness. “Clean it,” she ordered, and I happily obliged, licking and sucking all I could off her hand. She then pulled me in for another kiss, tasting my cum on my tongue. She pulled back and told me to give her my phone. I did as she told me, and she pulled up my contacts and added herself. “If you can always be this good of a slut for me give me a call.” She said as she stood up, kissed me on my forehead, and walked back into the club. I sat there dazed for a little bit more before I realized. Where are my panties?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/z985td/i_think_she_stole_panties_ff
Mmmmmm wow