She knocked on the door twice. Her long coat covering anything that might give away what she was doing there. A security guard opened the door and she walked inside. She produced her ID as she stood in the small dimly lit room. He asked for her proof of entry and she pulled up an email on her phone.
“Go through.” He gestured towards a red door at the back of the entrance hall. She pulled it open revealing a dimly lit staircase. Her boots clicked as she walked down them. She neared the bottom and could feel a rumbling in the floor under her feet. At the bottom of the staircase was another small room where she was again checked for both identification and proof of entry. He asked to her remove her jacket and took it from her before he opened the door. The door latched behind her and a small green light lit up to signify the unlocking of the door lit up the small space. She pulled it open and was engulfed by sound and smell. She stepped in and the door closed behind her as she breathed it all in. The smell and warmth of people, the sound of a band creating art right there in the room. It had been a long time since she had been at a gig. The virus had put a stop to them. She walked forward, the air got thicker with sweat, the open space around her quickly got covered with people until she was front and centre. People swayed and danced, pushing into her, the music thumped in her chest and brought her back to life. She surrendered to it. Her black skirt moved with her hips and her breasts bounced with the beat of the drums. She flipped her black hair around with no thought as to anyone else’s personal space. She felt alive.
After a while in the thick of the mosh pit she pushed her way out to the bar and sat down. She sipped a drink and watched all the people lit up with life. Something she hadn’t seen in a while. One person caught her eye. There was something about the way he touched his beard that sent her wild. His fingers brushing through that hair the way that she wanted to. Her outfit so black it helped her camouflage into the darkness, it rode up at the side where her legs were crossed revealing her naked warm flesh. Her breasts sat high and were adorned with a black inverted cross. She watched as she sipped on her drink. Her eye had been on a couple of people tonight but none more than this one. He had a darkness to him that spoke to her own. He moved his body in a way that sent electricity through her veins. He turned and started towards the bar. She watched as he leant forward to speak to the bar tender and willed him to turn his head, he did. Their eyes met in the darkness and she licked her lips while looking directly into his eyes. He looked down and back up a little unsure that it was him she was looking at. Their eyes met again and this time he was sure.
He let his eyes look all the way down to her boots that laced to her knees. When he made it back to her face, she was looking right at him patiently waiting for him to finish his inspection. The bartender handed him his drink, before he paid, he pointed in her direction. The four steps he took in her direction were foreplay. Drink in one hand he ran his fingers back through his long hair as he walked. His black suede pants hung around his cock in a way that was just revealing enough for her imagination to take it a step further. He gestured to the bar stool next to her and she nodded before he sat.
“King.” He said holding out his hand. She smiled with just her lips before taking his hand.
“Queen.” She said. The bartender appeared and set down another drink in front of her.
“Hope you don’t mind.” He said, sliding it towards her. “I thought lubrication would be necessary as we got to know each other.” She leaned in towards him until she was centimetres from his face.
“What makes you think I want to get to know you?” She asked. He was shocked but intrigued. She took a sip of her drink and leant back.
“Mysterious” He said and sipped his drink. She leant in again, this time putting her hand on his knee and sliding it upwards stopping just shy of his cock. She brought her lips to his ear and whispered. “Parts of you I am interested in getting to know.” She slid her tongue out from between her lips and licked his earlobe then closed her teeth and pulled at it a little. She felt his pants move as his interest was piqued. She removed her hand and leant back in her seat again.
“What is it you would like to know?” She asked him.
“How did you find out about tonight?” He leant forward to be sure she could hear him through the noise.
“I live in the darkness. I know about everything that happens here.” The drums started up again signifying the band returning. She stood up and inhaled both of her drinks. Leaning in close to his face she put her lips to his, gently tugging his bottom lip as she pulled out of the kiss.
“I guess you’ll have to find me to know more than that.” She let her hand brush across the zip in his pants and was engulfed by the crowd. He stood immediately trying to see where she had disappeared to but her dark hair in a crowd of darkness was an effective smokescreen. He pushed through the crowd at the same entry point as her and started his search as the guitars started and the crowd surged.
She was in the centre of it all. The crowd pushing her back and forth as she moved to the heavy guitars and erratic drumming. Their bodies all moved as if possessed. It was two tracks before she felt him behind her. She didn’t turn to look but knew it was him. She could see his long hair in her peripheral. She stepped back closer to him and put her hands behind her to grab his hips. She felt the suede on his pants as she pulled him in close to her. He followed her lead and put his hands on the sides of her body feeling the curve of her hips. The music exploded through the air and she pressed up against him as she danced. She could feel the hardness behind his zip as she rubbed across it and it made her moisten a little. He bent his head to the side of her neck and kissed her. It sent tingles through her whole body. He felt her relax into him and he continued to nibble at her. His long beard and hair tickled her skin as she imagined they would tickle her thighs. She felt his cock harden as he inhaled her scent and turned to face him. He pulled her face in to his and kissed her deeply. She had her fingers in his mane as she slipped her tongue over his lips and allowed it to dance with his. He slid his hands down her body and their need for each other grew. She heard the drums of a song she loved start and pulled her face from him and spun around in his grasp. He held onto her and let his hands explore as she moved with the music. Her hair flicked into his face as he put his lips to her neck again. She let out a slight moan that only he could hear, and he felt his cock start to leak. She turned back to him as the song ended and their tongues danced some more as their hands explored each other. She rubbed her hand up and down his bulging zip as the crowd and the noise surrounded them. She felt herself pulled back into the music and again turned her back on him. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked her thigh below her skirt hem. To his surprise she grabbed his hand and pushed it up under her skirt. His fingers were now gliding across a sheer piece of fabric. He ran his fingers up and down her slit and felt the warmth inside of it. Her head dropped back onto his shoulder as she swayed her hips to the music. He pushed and circled his fingers around until he was just inside her lips. He felt her moisture through the fabric and pulled her arse back into his bulge. They moved as one to the music and to the pleasure of each other’s touch. He quickened his fingers a little as he felt her breathing intensify. She could feel herself dripping into her underwear, her thighs were damp. The sheer fabric rubbing across her clit and the pounding music in her chest vibrated her to ecstasy. Her cries of pleasure were silence in the loud room, but he heard them. He slid his fingers under the fabric and his naked flesh on her aroused pearl shot her straight to another orgasm. She turned to him and leaned into his ear.
“I want your cock.” She grabbed his bulge with her whole hand and kissed him. She started walking away and he reached out and grabbed her hand before she could disappear. He pulled her into him and fiercely kissed her as she continued to walk backwards. Her back hit the wall outside the bathrooms. She bent one leg up so her foot was on the wall. This gave him a bit of hidden access to touch her again. Her rubbed her through the fabric and felt her wetness leaking down her thighs. She pushed him away before she came and dragged him into the bathroom into an empty cubicle. He lifted her onto the shelf behind the toilet and sat down straddling the closed toilet. He pulled her thighs around his head and pushed his tongue onto the wet fabric. He licked at her until she came, almost silently. Her trembling thighs closed in on his face as he pulled the fabric to the side. His cock rubbed on the inside of his pants as he tasted her. He licked her until her whole body trembled again. She slid down off the shelf and pulled him to standing. As she kissed his wet beard, she unzipped his pants and set him free. It sprung out majestically and she rubbed it with her hand. He breathed heavily and rested his head down on her shoulder. She spun around and lifted her skirt, her flesh glistened with moisture. She leaned forward onto the shelf and he plunged deep inside of her. They both moaned as her vagina clenched around him. He wrapped one hand around her and tapped on her clit as he thrust into her. She tried to be silent, but every thrust was ecstasy. The dimmed music from out in the room rumbled through the floor as she orgasmed deeply. She pushed back into him harder and bounced off his hips. He pulled her skirt up over her back so he could see her whole arse bouncing in front of him. She had an inverted cross tattooed on her right cheek that said, ‘fuck me’. He grinned and slapped it. She pushed back into it enjoying the sharpness of the slap. He plunged into her harder as she gripped him from the inside. He cried out as he came, she felt him pulsing inside her and used it to orgasm again. She pushed him off and turned to him pulling his face back into hers. She wiped her wet thighs and readjusted her skirt as he stood their cock hanging out.
“See you out there” She said opening the door to see a line of people waiting for a cubicle. They all starred at her knowingly. She washed her hands and walked down the line of waiting people.
“Yes bitch” A red haired girl said holding her hand up for a high five. She struck it and kept walking.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/l8dldr/prohibition_lockdown_be_damned
Excellent well done