This story happened about twenty-ish years ago when I was around twenty or twenty-one years old. I was pretty heavy into the club scene back then and was a regular at a pretty popular club downtown. It was one of the popular eighteen to enter, twenty-one to drink kind of places that was popular back then. I was there enough that I knew the staff and didn’t even need a fake ID to drink before my twenty-first, a few of my friends had even gotten jobs there as bouncers or bar backs and the like
This was right at the beginning of the electronic music wave. Clubs had just started switching over from pop and hip-hop to playing house and progressive. The designer drug thing was a pretty new thing at this point and I had dabbled in doing a bit of ecstasy, but hadn’t really dived into it yet. I remember strolling around the outside of the dance floor, just kind of scoping out the scene, letting the noise and the lights wash over me as I sipped on whatever fruity concoction I had chosen for the night. I remember being very fond of cranberry and vodka at that age. You’ll have to forgive me for that, I was young.
After a while I made my way back to the table where my friends had made their home base for the night, it was around then that I saw a cute red head that was seeing me as well. I remember smiling at her and even talking to her for a bit, throwing out whatever lame thought popped into my head. I have to admit, I’ve never been great at small talk or flirting with people I don’t really know. After a while I could see her losing interest bit by bit and at long last she ditched me, rather politely for that kind of thing, and walked off.
I didn’t feel rejected long though, because almost immediately after that an asian girl with long dark hair and very short, baggy shorts approached me. That’s an understatement of course, but I don’t really know how to describe how she walked up to me. It wasn’t a normal walking up to a person to say “hi” kind of walk, it was more like she was walking up to a BBQ with tongs in both hands, she had a purpose in mind and she didn’t hide it.
I had seen her earlier, dancing with a few people on the dance floor. I noticed her because back then super short, shorts weren’t incredibly common and, at the risk of sounding cliche, I had a thing for asian women. And here she was standing in front of me, staring at me with a look in her eye that pinned me to the floor. Then she unzipped my pants. I swear to anything that matters to you, that’s what she did. She didn’t introduce herself, or smile, or flip her hair, she unzipped my pants and stuck her hand in. She got a good grip too, before she turned and led me away from the table. I vaguely remember the table had gone rather quiet for a second then laughter as I walked away.
At this point I didn’t care though, a cute asian girl with amazing legs and a grip on my cock was leading me across a crowded club toward the back wall. The back wall of the club is where the speakers were. A large bank of them then several columns of speakers creating little cubbyholes along the wall. She led me to one of these, turned us around and pushed me back into one of the cubbyholes. That’s when she started kissing my neck and ears. She had pulled my dick out of my pants and was stroking it as well. I’ll say right now, we never kissed. We never even spoke. She just started on me and off we went.
At this point I was rock hard and she was still stroking me as she sucked on my earlobes. I’d like to say that I went alpha and took control, but I certainly did not. I stood there like a mute while she worked on me. I think she liked that, because when she stopped sucking my ears and leaned back she had this hungry smile on her face. That’s when she dropped to her knees. Everything goes pretty fuzzy at this point, but I remember looking out at the club dance floor over her as she sucked me. It was a surreal feeling, getting sucked off no more than ten feet from hundreds of people who had no idea it was happening. I still have dreams of that blowjob. It was a feverish, hard, sloppy blowjob. She had her hands around me, hands on my ass, pulling me into her mouth. Her head was moving fast, the kind of artless blowjob given when all they want is for you to cum. Which I did. Fairly quickly…and she didn’t even slow down. She just kept sucking for a minute or so after I had blown my load in her mouth.
Remember, I was twenty or twenty-one at this point, in good shape and hornier than I had ever been in my life, so I was still hard, this seemed to make her even happier. She must have been a pretty pure exhibitionist, because at this point she stood, grabbed my cock again, and led me across the crowded club again. This time with my rock hard cock sticking out of my pants like a sun dial, her leading me with it like a leash. This time she walked over to the booths on the side wall.
They were, of course, all full, but that didn’t bother her. She grabbed an empty chair from a table with her free hand (the other one still had a death grip on my dick) and slid it against a wall near a corner. There wasn’t much cover here, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anything but this asian goddess that was having her way with me. I sat down in the chair as she obviously wanted me to and realized why her super short, shorts were somewhat baggy. Easy access. She reached down, pulled the crotch over, straddled me, and took me all the way in in one motion. She was so, so wet that it slid in with ease. This is also when I heard her voice for the first time. She let out a low moan, directly into my ear, which she was sucking on again as she rode me.
Did I mention she was riding me? Well she was. She was riding me hard, grinding against me as she continued to moan into my ear as she sucked on the earlobe. This time people were noticing. My back was plastered to the back of the chair, my hands were under her shorts, pulling her into me as we fucked and people were starting to notice. There were mixed reactions. There was the typical guys laughing, girls astonished looks, a few just watched. It wasn’t a lot of people, a few people at the tables and a few walking passed the area. But it was enough. She never slowed down. She just pushed against me harder, I don’t even think she was aware of anyone around us.
She was moaning louder at this point, bouncing up and down on my lap, she had stopped sucking my ear and moaning, now she had her head thrown back as was gasping out loud. I have no idea I lasted. I have no idea if she came or not, but judging from her excitement at being in front of people I like to think she did. But I did. I came harder that night than I ever had before and ever have since. It was explosive and she felt it. She smiled and pushed down hard, grinding into me even harder, dragging even more out of me. I was twitching at this point, full body shudders as I grasped at her.
Then we leaned into each other. She kissed my neck again, then stood up, smiled, and walked away. I sat there for a minute, or, more likely a few seconds still stunned from the experience then tucked myself away and straightened up as best I could before making my way to the bathroom. A few guys were laughing as I walked passed I remember, I think one of them tried to high five me.
I will say this, that girl ruined me. It was the single most erotic thing that has ever happened to me. Nothing has ever come close. I’ve dreamed about her often. I’ve dreamed about something like that happening to me again, but of course it never did.
I wonder what she’s up to these days?
edit: spelling, grammar.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8sg1x1/mf_the_girl_that_ruined_me
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