I notice you from a distance. You stare into my eyes. I knew by the stare that you want my attention. It’s crowded in here tonight. But you picked me out of the hundreds of men you could’ve chosen. You were on the other side of the bar. Your glass was almost empty. I walk toward you and your eyes are fixated onto mine. As I approach you I notice the ‘up and down’ look you give me. I walk behind you and place my hand in the small of your back. You look to see me behind you. You flash a grin.
“I noticed the way you were looking at me,” I say, “it made me figure you wanted to talk to me.”
“I did.” you say. My eyes give you an acknowledgment.
The conversation is small talk. Are you single or married? What do you do for a living? Do you come here often? I motion to the bartender for another drink and to fill your glass. Who are you here with? So on and so forth. I look at your attire and realize that you carefully dressed yourself tonight. With the low cut brown shirt you accented your cleavage well. As I stared down at it I could tell that you were not in the mood in hiding it. As you casually rub your shoulder you rub the cloth toward your arm so you can accent your cleavage more. It look down and notice your thighs hugging the short skirt you are wearing. As I look down to your ass I notice there were no pantylines coming through the skirt. Hmmm….either thongs or no panties.
I lean forward and ask if you want to dance. You oblige and we both walk onto the dance floor hand in hand. The beat of the music is fast and furious and the lights are flashing like crazy and I notice your hips gyrating to the beat of the song. You turn around with your back facing me and bend over and rub your ass onto my groin area. You feel me growing under each and every motion and I look down to see your ass peeping under the short skirt you have on. My gosh…no underwear. I rub your ass slightly and you grind more and more. You then turn to face me.
You look into my eyes and I see lust all through you. With one hand you grab the back of my neck and with the other hand you rub my dick and grab for my zipper all to the beat of the music. You pull me closer to you as if to kiss me but instead grab the back of my neck to put me closer. You unzip the zipper you pull my member out of my pants and stroke it gently. I realize why you pull me close so no one could tell what we were doing. As you are stroking me I reach my hand down and start rubbing your inner thigh. You then, instinctively, start dancing backwards…towards one of the back walls of the club leading me with you. You back is now firmly on the wall.
The club is going crazy and it is crowded as hell on the dance floor. There are probably a few inches between us and all of the dancers. But you continue to stroke me, looking into my eyes. I continue to rub my hands on your thighs upward until finally I reach my spot. My finger slightly dip into your wetness and I see your eyes roll in the back of your head. I continue to do this for a couple of more minutes until you pull me closer to you and whisper in my ear…
“You have protection. I want you now.”
“Right now?” I ask…dazed and confused.
“Right now…”
I reach in my back pocket and take out the condom that I had planned on using if I got lucky later in the evening. With both hands I quickly rip the package open and I roll it on my member. The aroma of your womanly scent rush through my nostrils as I look into your eyes. When I was done you grab my member and I grab your leg into one of my arms. You take it slow and you look around the club to see if anyone is noticing what we are about to do. Satisfied that everyone was paying attention to their partners and not us you glide me slowly inside of you. I move in closer so I could feel your tightness as I hear you gasp as I enter you deeper. To the beat of the song I grind you against the wall and I feel your nails dig in my back.
“Deeper…” you whisper.
I oblige you by moving myself closer to the wall and raising your leg higher. I roll my hips to the beat of the song and I feel your juices on my midsection. With one hand you push my ass so I can go deeper and deeper inside of you. And I push you further and further into the wall. Everything is oblivious around me as the only thing I can pay attention to is the beat of the song, your nails in my back, and your constricting muscles around my dick. Your muscles start moving uncontrollably as the flashing lights catch the glitter of the white of your eyes rolling into the back of your head.
You are grinding toward me and I am grinding toward you. I feel myself reach the bottom of you and my whole body has a shock of ecstasy. You feel the same thing as you are grinding faster. I notice the reason why because the song changed and you are going to the beat of the music. I continuously hit bottom and I continuously feel your nails go deeper and your muscles start to contract severely. Your juices are now running down my shaft and onto my nuts as your scent becomes more erotic more animalistic.
Your gasps becomes moans and a whisper of “oooooh, shit, I’m cummin!!!”
As if on que I feel my eruption about to happen. You scratch my back as your other leg that is balancing you starts to spasm. I can feel the eruption about to happen and I push you further against the wall to hold you up but to shove myself deep inside of you so I can explode. Suddenly I cannot contain myself and I feel myself explode. I spasm uncontrollably as I feel you grab my ass and bring you closer to me.
I let your leg down and you look at me with a huge grin. We look around us and realize that no one noticed us. Or they didn’t care. I look down at you and you give me a huge hug and at the same time grab my member, place it in my pants and zip my pants up. After that you walk away. I try to follow you but through the crowd I lose you. I look around at all of the flashing lights and the bass in my ear and realize that the moment we shared will be the last moment we will share ever again. And I didn’t even get your name or number….
Do you like this post? Luv spends a lot of time in the middle of the night researching and writing about how to put LOVE back in the lives of many. He needs to be able to stay up at night. His favorite is a Venti Caramel Latte with whipped cream.
