dreamer
Slave
Registration Date: 06-27-2006
Posts: 179
Mistress Or Master Or Slave: Slave
Level: 38 [?]
Experience: 1,226,595
Next Level: 1,460,206
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There I sat, at a table towards the back of the bar, waiting for my friends to arrive. There had been a few people when I got here, but now the place was getting full. I noticed everyone as they came in, making mental notes of who to flirt with and who to ignore. A group of men had entered, and one guy in particular, had caught my eye. Tall, broad shoulders, short dark hair .... he fit my type to a "T". He had rugged good looks, and a killer smile that he flashed at me when he caught me staring at him. Gawd, how I couldn't help but stare at this sexy male who had since turned his back to me as he spoke to the bartender. Wow, could he ever fill out a pair of Levi's. How I'd love to get my hands on what was in them!
Minutes later, a waitress came over with a drink, indicating it was from Mr. Sexy himself. I smiled to myself.... hmm maybe I was on my way to first base with him already. He sauntered over, and introduced himself ..... Victor was his name. For the moment, all thoughts of my awaited friends were forgotten. I wondered what would be his game.. tonight!
I offered him a seat at my table, which he graciously accepted. We chatted easily together, amidst the laughing and mild flirtation that was going on. He cocked his head towards the dance floor and casually asked if I wanted to dance. The band was playing their rendition of a bump and grind song they always play on the radio. I nodded my agreement we headed to the dance floor. Wow, I'd finally be able to touch him. I was so excited I could feel myself getting wet at the mere thought of touching him all over.
Move over Fred Astaire! Damn the man could move!! He could shimmy and shake with the best of them and he had me practically drooling over him. He was one smooth player. Not that I cared, mind you. I was out for a good time tonight, and well... maybe I'd let him show me a "good time". To hell with maybe... I know if he gives even the slightest hint that he is interested in taking me home, he'll be there until morning with me.
One song after another, we danced together until he said he needed something to wet his whistle. As we walked off the dance floor, I whispered into his ear "oh I'll give you something wet...". He looked at me and grinned. He leaned down and whispered ... "later baby!" I giggled mostly to cover my sudden embarrassment. Maybe... just maybe tonight would be the night!
We lingered over a few more drinks and a couple of more dances when I suddenly noticed the time .... where had the night gone? I told him I had a wonderful time, but that I had to get going. It had been a long day at work and it was time I got my beauty rest. He leaned over and whispered into my ear " may I have the pleasure of seeing you home tonight?" My private thoughts must have been evident on my face, because he looked at me and grinned. I stammered out a "sure, if its no trouble...." and turned my head slightly hoping that he didn't see the blush that had suddenly crept up to my cheeks.
He maneuvered his way through the crowd which just seemed to open up as he led the way to the door. He gently took my hand helping me through the mass of people. Once outside, he drew me close, and gave me a deep, penetrating kiss. Fireworks went off in my head. Hot damn, could he kiss. He deepened the kiss and introduced me to his tongue ... with a steady, urgent rhythmic flicking against mine. He broke the kiss, and as he pulled away, I noticed the blush on his face. Hmmm, he was as affected by that lip lock as I had was.
I gave him directions to my apartment, and we drove in relative silence, except for the slight hum of the radio. Once there, he parked the car, got out and came over to my side to let me out. Talk about smooth! He walked me to my door, and drew me close. He bent his head and kissed me again, more passionately than the first kiss outside the bar. He deepened the kiss and just as I thought he would come up for air, he moaned slightly, almost inaudibly, and deepened the kiss again. His hands were moving up and down my back, gently massaging and discovering what I had to offer.
I pulled away finally, in need of air, and to some how collect my thoughts which seemed to have evaporated when his lips touched mine. I blushed as I asked him if he wanted to come in for a nightcap. He agreed, and I unlocked the door, and we went inside.
With the door barely shut, he pulled me against him for another earth shattering kiss. All thoughts of that well intended nightcap went out the window. We kissed our way to my bedroom, groping each other, and giggling like teenagers. I fell back onto my bed, with him atop of me. He shifted his weight, for comfort. Hands groped, tongues teased. I was on fire and he was hard!
I slid my hands down his back to his ass... so hard and lean. I yanked his shirt out of his Levi's and helped him pull it off. He undid the buttons on my silk blouse and had it off me faster then I'd ever been able to do. In one swift motion, he had me out of my black satin and lace bra. His hands massaged and kneaded my breasts as he bent to kiss my neck. He found that particular spot beneath my ear and probed at it with his tongue, nibbling, licking, and kissing it... driving me utterly insane with want for him.
A tiny moan escaped my lips as his hot fingers curled around my nipples. He pinched and pulled them, helping them to come alive. He lowered his sweet lips to my nipples and took them into his mouth. He cupped my right breast and pleasured that nipple first while his fingers continued their sweet torture on the left one. Then he shifted his attention, careful not to miss a stroke or a pinch ... to my left nipple. He gave it the same tongue bath that he had to the right one. I continued to moan slightly as he did this, all the while my own hands were getting familiar with his own chest and curves. I ran my fingers over his shoulders and down his back where they came to rest on his tight ass. I pulled him closer to me, feeling his throbbing cock jab into my stomach. Fuck was he hard!! I was so wet at this point, I could feel my own juices running all over.
He turned me around and pushed me down onto my bed. His lips were still sucking my nipples as his hand made a beeline for my wet pussy. He sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers were introduced to my wetness. He looked up then and whispered " oh baby, I cant believe how wet you are." He started kissing his way down my stomach, pausing briefly to tongue my navel. He made his way south, as he found and fingered my swollen hot clit. I began to writhe on the bed, moaning softly at the wonderful pleasuring I was getting from his fingers. He snaked his tongue over my already dripping pussy, his fingers gently spreading the lips so that his tongue could locate my clit and curl around it.
He lapped at my pussy, flicking his tongue against my clit, over and over again. I was moaning my approval rather loudly at this point, and when he took my clit into his mouth and began to suck hard on it, I screamed loudly. He fingered my hole, with long deep strokes, as he continued to suck me into his mouth. I knew I would cum soon if he continued.
We were so in tune with one another. He turned suddenly, careful not to lose contact with my clit, and soon I found his cock pressing against my lips. I took his hard throbbing cock into my waiting mouth and started sucking him, long and deep. I ran my tongue over the head of his cock, flicking it gently at first, then more deliberately. I popped the head of his cock into my mouth again and sucked hard on it, swirling my tongue over it. My hands stroked his length as I sucked. I cupped his balls and gently massaged them while my tongue ran up and down the length of him. I took him into my mouth again, as he suddenly began to thrust long and deep into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with each thrust he gave me. He was moaning now, eyes closed as he concentrated on each thrust of his cock into my wet hot mouth. I could taste his pre-cum and knew with each shudder of his body that he was getting close and would soon be shooting his load.
He pulled out of my mouth then, shifted around quickly and entered me. I gasped loudly. He filled me completely. He began to move in and out in a steady rhythm. He grabbed my hips and pulled me into him as he pounded me. I arched my back off the bed, meeting him thrust for thrust. His head thrown back, and his eyes closed, I could hear him moaning with each thrust of his cock into my soaked pussy. I was on fire and only he could put out my flame. I was on the edge. I was close to cumming and so was he. He slid his hand down my pussy and his thumb found my clit again. He began to rub furiously at it, as he continued his in and out thrusts. I began to shake and voiced the arrival of my orgasm ... "oh baby, I'm gonna cum....." He thrust harder and faster and whispered " ... me too..." He stroked my clit once more, and gave another thrust which threw me over the edge as my orgasm waved over me. I shook, cumming hard all over him, my pussy contracting around his hard cock that was imbedded deep inside me. He thrust harder and faster, riding my orgasm with me as his own hit him full force. He moaned and grunted as he emptied his cock into me; my legs tightening their grip around him, locking him into place. He fell on top of me afterwards .... exhausted from the primitive animalistic lovemaking we had just experienced. He kissed me again, deep and lingering .... before making his way to my breasts where he curled up, a smile playing on his lips. We fell asleep like that ... re-energizing for round two.....
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After The Dance
