This is my first shot at writing one of my past experiences and trying to make it interesting. Opinions VERY welcome! I wrote this originally for a different outlet, so for the record, she = me…
Inhale…
She closed her eyes, the hot water flooding and holding her body down, forcing a wave of relaxation on her. She felt the light trace of an intimate sensation move along her chest, around her areola, over her very erect nipple, down her defined abs, as if following a path. Lower. Her body tensed, the sensation traveled down her freshly shaved mound. Slowing as right before her fingertip made contact.
She saw him, the stranger. Finally, after hours of trying to remember who forced his pleasure into her on the dance floor, she now could see him. Through all the flashing lights, the fog, and through the haze of her aroused state of mind, she saw him.
Exhale…
Her finger lightly touched the tip of her clit, she bit her bottom lip as contact was made. Her fingertip traveled down slightly to her entrance, as she slid her finger between her lips, she took a deep breath slowly, then pressed her fingertip against her clit as she rubbed gently in a circular motion breathing in rhythm with the gentle teasing pleasure her fingertip was giving herself. Her body tensed, she arched her back slightly and released a light moan, biting her bottom lip, her eyes closed. She saw a flash of light, colorful and moving in the same motion as her fingertip on her swollen button. Beauty and a beat…
She could hear the beat, moderate with a heavy sexual bassline. She moved her hips to the music, her short skirt swaying with her movements. As she moved her hips to the side, at times she could feel herself exposed and vulnerable. She could feel eyes piercing her flesh as it was exposed for a second or two at a time.
Her hips started to be guided by a pair of strong smooth hands. A man behind her, dancing with her, holding her hips. After a minute or so, she let herself go, she let him guide her, control her motions.
Discover
She dried herself off partially as she walked to her bed from the bathroom. Her naked body glistening in the candle light. As she laid down above her satin sheets, she gripped her breasts, perfect handfuls. She bit her bottom lip again as her legs automatically opened as if her body insisted she provide release before falling asleep for the night.
Her hands traveled down as she gripped at her waist and held herself for a moment feeling moist sensations overcome her pussy.
Bridge
She pushed her hips back, grinding her bare ass against the man holding her passionately hostage. She felt other people rubbing against her as she was grinding against this stranger on the dance floor.
She simply closed her eyes and her mind took over. As she danced and moved her ass against the man, she could feel him growing in his pants. Bigger, thicker, it wouldn't stop it seemed.
She felt what seemed to be one of the biggest bulges she'd ever felt rubbing in sync to the music against her ass. Her skirt at this point had lifted up enough to expose her ass to the man and grind its bare vulnerability against his throbbing full bulge. He was fully erect, and even through his pants, she could feel many details of his member.
An open mind.
Her fingers slid deep inside her very wet and tight pussy as her hand rubbed her breast and fingers rubbed her nipple.
She moaned with loss of breath as she built herself up more and more to a massive orgasm that would soon take over her being.
After her fingers were soaked in her nectar enough she pulled them out and proceeded to rub her pulsing clit with firm and commanding pressure.
Discretion
As she grinded and rubbed her ass against this strangers pulsing throbbing bulge, her hands automatically gripped his as he held her tiny waist moving her onto him. She brought his large hands forward, under the front of her skirt where she led them to feel her bare, smooth and moist inner thighs. She released his hands and let his stay where she led them, to explore, to discover, and to pleasure.
Innocence
At the center of her dresser was her purple hair brush, it stood out from everything else, from all her makeup, hair care products, and mixed items including a thong, iPod, and a wristband from a club she attended the night before. Her hair brush was more than just that. It was the one item that helped her transition from a pre-teen to a teen and from a teen to a woman.
The hair brush generally is a pre teen girls best friend when it comes to pubescent curiosities. And, often is a girl’s first sexual partner. She explores herself inside with her hairbrush. She discovers the pleasures that are waiting deep inside her, waiting to be released with the friction of anything phallic that may enter her.
From the age of 12, she discovered so much sexual pleasure inside her that she became obsessed with sexual exploration. Her purple hair brush was used from then on more as her lover rather than a beauty accessory.
As she buried her index finger deep into her pussy, she realized that this would not be enough. She looked over at her dresser, there he was, her most trusted lover. Her purple hair brush. As she sat up, she remembered 15 years ago, the first time she inserted that thick 5 inch handle into her tight wet curious virginity. It hurt at first, but then, after she broke through her own hymen, she felt a freedom and a world of possibilities open up in front of her as her young innocence opened up for the shaft of her hair brush handle.
She grasped the brush and quickly fell back into bed into the same position she had been before. Her legs wide open, her pussy dripping down to the mattress. Without hesitation, she positioned the tip of the handle against her opening and slid it fully inside her wet welcoming pussy.
Bass drop
His hands immediately traveled to her shaved smooth perfect mound. She felt his bulge get stronger. Pressing against her ass cheek with purpose now.
“How could it get bigger?” she thought. The only logical independent thought she had during that moment.
His finger slipped against her very wet pussy lips and in between. She felt his finger tip teasing her opening as she suddenly heard him say something into her ear. “And where are your panties dirty girl?” he said over the thumping of the bass and orchestral sound of the hundreds of people surrounding them.
She didn't answer with her voice. She simply lowered her hips pulling his finger inside her and her body froze. His finger felt like a small penis. If his finger was that big, how big was his dick really?
Pre release
She rubbed her clit furiously with one hand, as she thrust the handle of her hair brush in and out of her pussy with the other. She bit her bottom lip and moaned with a cute yet sexy whimper mixed in. This should be someone, here, now, inside her at this moment. It should be him. The mystery man from the club. She saw him, when she arrived, he was at the door, checking his jacket in. He looked at her up and down. He was in his 50s she assumed, and she recognized him from the legal department of her work. He was a lawyer for the financial company she worked for. She knew it was him on that dance floor. His huge finger slowly teasing almost the entire length of her pussy.
Slowly but firmly she felt her center fill up with a thick full certainty of release and pleasure. She felt herself become closer to that feeling of abandon, that feeling right before she loses all control and lets her body take over to release and explode into waves of pleasure and passion.
Her legs started to tremble slightly, her knees felt weak, but she was held up by the strong arms of the man who now slowly pulled his finger out of her tight and hungry cunny.
She reached behind her, and gripped his thick throbbing bulge. Surges of desire and need flowed through her body, all of them stopping and building at her wet opening that would not let her fight the need for him to be inside her. Without hesitation, she unzipped his pants and in one motion, pulled his huge pulsing shaft out and pressed it against her pussy. His hands held her waist as she bent slightly and moved her hips to the music.
She could feel the bass vibrate through her body. The combination of a strange man's pulsing shaft and the waves of bass coming from the huge speakers only a few feet away from her surged through her body in unison.
She reached under and gripped his throbbing shaft guiding the swollen head to her opening. She fit his leaking cock head between her lips and released, arching her back perfectly to allow him entry and make it seem as though she was simply dancing like a slut to the hundreds of people sharing the dance floor with her.
She felt his girth open her up as he pressed towards her. His cock filled and stretched her pussy slowly and full. She screamed as she felt the biggest dick she ever felt fill her center and pull out only to thrust back in. He fucked her right there, in a crowd of people on that dark erotic dance floor. And she fucked him back, both moving to the beat of a mid tempo erotic style euro beat.
Catch and Release
She pressed into her clit back and forth with two finger tips fucking her pussy deep with her hairbrush. She tensed up as her mind lost control of her body and she moaned loud with a flood of sexual fluids rushing from her pussy as if her orgasm was an earthquake and her pussy released waves of a Tsunami from her body. She felt as if her pussy would never stop squirting and her body would be locked in orgasm forever.
As her body slowly calmed and relaxed from her very wet and intense orgasm, she looked to the ceiling and stared, just feeling, and remembering the night before.
As the beat seemed to come closer to an end, before the DJ would inevitably transition to some house mix she moved her hips and bent more allowing a very little bit more of his throbbing heavy shaft to enter her, she felt it swell slowly, and as the beat of the music intensified, so did each pulsing thrust of his cock. Suddenly, he held her waist with such force and a grip that could not be broken. And she felt it. He released inside her tight little pussy, thick ropes of semen shot inside her splashing against her inner walls with such force and pressure they made her orgasm hard on his cock, her pussy squirted onto his pants and down his shaft. She felt every thick full rope of cum fill her inside until she was literally overflowing and each thrust of his cumming cock forced his cum out of her to make room for more. Finally, as he leaked the rest of his cum in her, she felt him pull out, and before she was able to get her bearings back and turn, he was gone…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3w6ua6/stranger_at_the_club_fm