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I was with my friends, you were with yours. I spotted you as I was grinding against one of the many gay club. I hiked my skirt up a little more, revealing more of my oh-so-sexy fishnets. We kept our eyes locked on each other the whole 5-minute song. After the beat changed, I winked at you subtly; I wasn’t even sure if you saw it, and headed off into the ladies room.
While reapplying my black eyeliner and then natural tinted lip-gloss, the door opened. Out of the corner of my eye I saw you enter and lean your fit body against the ugly metal door. I fingered away the excess lip-gloss and smiled gently at you. You smiled back, gulped as I started towards you, the heels of my leather boots clicking against the cheaply tiled floor. One hand rested above you, the other grabbed your head, pulling you to my lips forcefully.
You placed your hands on my full chest. I pushed into you more, grinding my pelvis into yours. We moaned into each other lustfully, sexually.... erotically. From that point on it was a free for all. We undressed each other fervidly, like a child with its gifts on Christmas morning.
There we were, standing in a vacant bathroom, completely unadorned except for my fishnets and your hat. I stifled a laugh at the random obscenity of the whole situation; yet, the impious desire to feel every inch of you beneath my aroused body caused me to grab for you. I kissed your neck gingerly as if you were made of fine china. You sighed, giggled, and groaned as I nibbled you eagerly. I continued my journey down your excited body, to your erect nipples. I entered them both into my mouth at different times, treating each one equally, sucking them as if they were hard, juicy pieces of candy.
You ran your thin fingers through my thick hair as your breathing deepened. Fuck if it didn't turn me on. As I sucked your hard nips, my hand ran up and down the width of your long, slender legs. Slowly…gently...carefully...I slip my finger between your shaved labia and toy with your clit. You falter slightly, losing some sort of control over your knees. I smile up at you and stand, kissing you strongly, my tongue seeking yours.
As we kiss, as our lips confess dark desires, my finger continues to massage and caress your clit. You moan, the sound escalating as the speed of my clitorus tortue persists. I stop, smile at you, and take your hand, leading you to the sink. Placing you on it, I kiss you slowly and spread your legs as wide as they will go. I approach your most sacred area cautiously, the smell of pre-cum floating to my nose, causing my mouth to water with desire.
I follow the invisible path that my hand had taken almost moments ago. I kiss your thighs and nudge the smoothness between your legs with my lips. Your exotic grunt escapes from somewhere inside your petite body, which causes my tongue to work your clit even faster. I suck on it, flick it, roll it between my lips, anything to taste you, anything to hear you moan, scream, grunt in pleasure.
As I continue to bring your body to it's climatic high point, I slide two fingers deep inside of you. Combined with the rhythm of my tongue, and the even gliding of my fingers deep inside of you, pressed against your g-spot, you start to ride my fingers, humping my face. It drives me crazy, only making me more conscientious to make you cum, to feel every last drop of you filling my mouth, running down my sexually ravenous throat.
Within moments, with the combination of my tongue, the deep fucking of my fingers, and your passionate humping of my face, you scream loudly, your back arches, pushing you into me more. Gripping the back of my head, I feel your vagina grasp onto my fingers, holding them hostage. In the next second, you cum, screaming loudly, riding my fingers again as the warm fluids run down my fingers, into my hand, and down my arm. I lap at what is left with my tongue, licking around my still captive fingers until you release them. Pulling them out slowly, I remove the liquid from them too, the saccharine taste even more pleasing than I imagined.
I stand up and smile at you, wipe my mouth, and kiss you again. We dress in the silence, in the unspoken words that have yet escaped from our mouths. The scent of fresh sex clings to the eggshell white walls of the small restroom. Grabbing a pen out of my purse, I scribble my number on your wrist then kiss you again. With a wink and a smile, I slide out of the bathroom, melting into the sea of dancing bodies once again.
Lizbeth
- 20.03.2023
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