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I pulled in the parking lot all hype with anticipation of running down my prey. These clubs are all the same. You see they get popular around here because all the white women hook up with black men here at clubs like these, this one in particular. The entrance line is very long. This means that this club is particularly ‘phat’ tonight. I do a preliminary scan of the line to see any of the possibility of any ‘PAWGS on Parade’.
I like going during the warm weather season specifically because of the choice of clothes. I scope out the curviest, thickest, most proportionate white women with the flimsiest, thinnest, clothes. I think most of them show up this way on purpose because they know what to expect....they know who is on the prowl. Interestingly enough, I have prepared myself in the same way. I made sure to wear my thinnest, silk-like, but casual pants...you know, something that is there but almost feels like its not.
Now, as much as I am used to this attention and am not surprised by it, I am always flattered and aroused by the glances that come from the prospective women as I make my way from the lobby to the lounge and dance room of the club. Typical bald, dark brown skinned, clean shaven black man on the prowl and giving a glance of approval to attractive and shapely women as I casually stroll along. All the single women are here in groups of 2-4. Some of them are with dates, probably husbands. This won’t stop my fun though.
I spend about 30-45 minutes of just mingling and relaxing, getting my first drink or two down so that the dance floor mojo gets going. If any of you are like me you don’t dance well until you are a little tipsy. My rhythm is in my stroke...not in my step. :O)
By this time I am on the dance floor and having a blast. I’ve met and introduced myself to a few attractive females. It is just the right time for the prowl to commence. There is always that ‘freaky song’ set that gets played every couple of hours or so at the dance club. Here, the DJ plays something to get as many people on the dance floor at once(especially the white women) then a really good freaky set starts to play. My mouth waters, and I start to lick my lips at all of the tan, peachy, smooth, blonde, brunette, & redheaded flesh that is saturating this dance floor. I notice some of the women are aware and anticipating. So are some of the husband/dates. Some grab their women close, to keep them in check. I notice some husband/dates release their wives to the dance floor or leave them there to go get a drink or something. Anyone that knows this environment can see through this facade. It is always an arousing site to see hubby’s standing by the bar with the drinks for themselves and their female companions as they wait and watch those said females relish in black fantasy while they are on the dance floor.
Right at about this time I find my mark. Do I need to give a description? lol. It shouldn’t be a surprise. This one is about 7 inches shorter than I, shoulder length brown hair, small waist with a slight love handle in the front, very round/perky/ juicy ass that sits at just the right high for me. Her breasts are impressive but id expect nothing less from a curvy girl like this one. The sexiest part is that she is wearing these really thin, soft, skin hugging kulat(I hope I spelled it correctly) type shorts that hug her thighs and ass. She has on the typical sandal/flop that really turns me on because I can see the thickness of her curvy calves and her delicate feet and toes. I was considering how to break the ice when i saw her finish her drink, eye me curiously then make her way to the dance floor.
I completely understood her actions at this point and made my way to her. Instead of approaching her right away I make my way around behind her and I notice a grin on the side of her mouth as I do this. I don’t plan to approach directly. I want to play out my.... our fantasy of grind dancing with a stranger. As that freaky song starts to play( you my ask which one but does it really matter?) I grow extremely hard in anticipation. The same way a stalking tiger picks his prey out of an entire herd, I pick the soft booty that I want to ride out of a large crowd of people. Im getting closer and closer now, dancing my way across the floor. She has spotted me and probably knows my intentions, this is why she casually enjoys herself until I make my move......and I do.
I slowly move in behind her. I am usually more subtle than this but she has me so turned on that I forget to even introduce myself or ‘break the ice’. Instead I just press my body against hers and whisper into her ear...‘Its OK. Your safe and I have what you need. Let me lead this dance.’ As I slide my hand around her waist in the middle of her ‘grinding’ and place it on the small of her tummy, I use my other hand to prop my hard dick up just the way I want it then I lay it right in her soft white crack that I can feel through those thin cloths of hers. I feel her relax and let me take control, I feel her open her soft ass and crack wider to let me get deeper. I swear I can feel the moistness of her pussy through our clothes. Better yet I can smell it.
I enjoy the dark corners and low lighting of the club scene. In the motion of our ‘dancing’ we gradually move to the edge of the dance crowd, into the dark corner of the club. Looks like its a big dense crown of mingling socializing and dancing but all the while I am burying my hard cock as deep into this fine white girl as I can from behind and with our clothes still on. I love this. I learn how she likes to move her body, where she likes to be touched, what she likes me to whisper in her ear. I had already tipped the DJ to keep the ‘freaky’ set going a little longer(takes me a while to cum). So when the climax of our little dance floor fuck comes about I use my right hand to press against her tummy so I can smash my hard dick deep as possible into her crack. I use my left hand to slide up her back and spine and take a gentle handful of the back of her hair and set my knees because at this point I am ready to blast a thick, hot, creamy nut right in my ‘thin’ pants.
She can feel the action and squeezes her crack as tight as she can to grab around my entire dick from the head to the base, then proceeds to ‘squeeze and release’ as she is helping milk every last drop out of my cock. My entire body locks for a few seconds, I breath heavily on her neck as I embrace her and let her feel my body react as I cum....very heavily.
After our dry fuck that was anything but dry, I leaned the rest of the way against the wall and rubbed her shoulders as I introduced myself. She turned and kissed me on the lips and told me her name as well. She hugged me close and whispered’ nice to meet you, **********’, then she reached down the front of my pants and started to fondle and stroke me...using my fresh warm cum as a lube.
What happened after the ‘freaky set’ next is another story. I still haven’t taken this woman home yet!....
I like going during the warm weather season specifically because of the choice of clothes. I scope out the curviest, thickest, most proportionate white women with the flimsiest, thinnest, clothes. I think most of them show up this way on purpose because they know what to expect....they know who is on the prowl. Interestingly enough, I have prepared myself in the same way. I made sure to wear my thinnest, silk-like, but casual pants...you know, something that is there but almost feels like its not.
Now, as much as I am used to this attention and am not surprised by it, I am always flattered and aroused by the glances that come from the prospective women as I make my way from the lobby to the lounge and dance room of the club. Typical bald, dark brown skinned, clean shaven black man on the prowl and giving a glance of approval to attractive and shapely women as I casually stroll along. All the single women are here in groups of 2-4. Some of them are with dates, probably husbands. This won’t stop my fun though.
I spend about 30-45 minutes of just mingling and relaxing, getting my first drink or two down so that the dance floor mojo gets going. If any of you are like me you don’t dance well until you are a little tipsy. My rhythm is in my stroke...not in my step. :O)
By this time I am on the dance floor and having a blast. I’ve met and introduced myself to a few attractive females. It is just the right time for the prowl to commence. There is always that ‘freaky song’ set that gets played every couple of hours or so at the dance club. Here, the DJ plays something to get as many people on the dance floor at once(especially the white women) then a really good freaky set starts to play. My mouth waters, and I start to lick my lips at all of the tan, peachy, smooth, blonde, brunette, & redheaded flesh that is saturating this dance floor. I notice some of the women are aware and anticipating. So are some of the husband/dates. Some grab their women close, to keep them in check. I notice some husband/dates release their wives to the dance floor or leave them there to go get a drink or something. Anyone that knows this environment can see through this facade. It is always an arousing site to see hubby’s standing by the bar with the drinks for themselves and their female companions as they wait and watch those said females relish in black fantasy while they are on the dance floor.
Right at about this time I find my mark. Do I need to give a description? lol. It shouldn’t be a surprise. This one is about 7 inches shorter than I, shoulder length brown hair, small waist with a slight love handle in the front, very round/perky/ juicy ass that sits at just the right high for me. Her breasts are impressive but id expect nothing less from a curvy girl like this one. The sexiest part is that she is wearing these really thin, soft, skin hugging kulat(I hope I spelled it correctly) type shorts that hug her thighs and ass. She has on the typical sandal/flop that really turns me on because I can see the thickness of her curvy calves and her delicate feet and toes. I was considering how to break the ice when i saw her finish her drink, eye me curiously then make her way to the dance floor.
I completely understood her actions at this point and made my way to her. Instead of approaching her right away I make my way around behind her and I notice a grin on the side of her mouth as I do this. I don’t plan to approach directly. I want to play out my.... our fantasy of grind dancing with a stranger. As that freaky song starts to play( you my ask which one but does it really matter?) I grow extremely hard in anticipation. The same way a stalking tiger picks his prey out of an entire herd, I pick the soft booty that I want to ride out of a large crowd of people. Im getting closer and closer now, dancing my way across the floor. She has spotted me and probably knows my intentions, this is why she casually enjoys herself until I make my move......and I do.
I slowly move in behind her. I am usually more subtle than this but she has me so turned on that I forget to even introduce myself or ‘break the ice’. Instead I just press my body against hers and whisper into her ear...‘Its OK. Your safe and I have what you need. Let me lead this dance.’ As I slide my hand around her waist in the middle of her ‘grinding’ and place it on the small of her tummy, I use my other hand to prop my hard dick up just the way I want it then I lay it right in her soft white crack that I can feel through those thin cloths of hers. I feel her relax and let me take control, I feel her open her soft ass and crack wider to let me get deeper. I swear I can feel the moistness of her pussy through our clothes. Better yet I can smell it.
I enjoy the dark corners and low lighting of the club scene. In the motion of our ‘dancing’ we gradually move to the edge of the dance crowd, into the dark corner of the club. Looks like its a big dense crown of mingling socializing and dancing but all the while I am burying my hard cock as deep into this fine white girl as I can from behind and with our clothes still on. I love this. I learn how she likes to move her body, where she likes to be touched, what she likes me to whisper in her ear. I had already tipped the DJ to keep the ‘freaky’ set going a little longer(takes me a while to cum). So when the climax of our little dance floor fuck comes about I use my right hand to press against her tummy so I can smash my hard dick deep as possible into her crack. I use my left hand to slide up her back and spine and take a gentle handful of the back of her hair and set my knees because at this point I am ready to blast a thick, hot, creamy nut right in my ‘thin’ pants.
She can feel the action and squeezes her crack as tight as she can to grab around my entire dick from the head to the base, then proceeds to ‘squeeze and release’ as she is helping milk every last drop out of my cock. My entire body locks for a few seconds, I breath heavily on her neck as I embrace her and let her feel my body react as I cum....very heavily.
After our dry fuck that was anything but dry, I leaned the rest of the way against the wall and rubbed her shoulders as I introduced myself. She turned and kissed me on the lips and told me her name as well. She hugged me close and whispered’ nice to meet you, **********’, then she reached down the front of my pants and started to fondle and stroke me...using my fresh warm cum as a lube.
What happened after the ‘freaky set’ next is another story. I still haven’t taken this woman home yet!....
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