A good night
7:30, the blue Moyenne
I was drunk again with no pussy. Shit. I realized this after 4 years of uni, 3 relationships and a good battering from those voices in my head. It's a wonderful life hey? Screw you 'Black' you never knew. Well enough of my wimpy moaning and onto the better part of the night.
I took a casual drag of my green Marlboro and sipped a tall cold glass of fosters'. These objects, my friend, these are your true mates in times of need; they won't ever leave you, never walk out on you, never destroy your heart. Not like a woman.
As soon as I started thinking about how much I hated them, I thought of Jenny. That one sweet little thing who cared for me; talked to me; loved me. She probably just felt sorry for a fattening, unsuccessful blow-over anyway. But that one night we made love, it was oh so sweet. Our bodies intertwined in an interlocking caress; each thrust and moan brimming with a burning passion as fiery and crimson as the sun itself. But that's history.
I got a hard on; a man's worst enemy when in revealing clothing. Hmm....
Innocent like, I looked away like nothing had ever happened. But someone noticed. Shit. My gaze met a pair of emerald gems that pierced right into my spine; blocking any movement I tried to make. I was caught like a fly in her web; all I could do was stand there mesmerized. She looked down at the bulge in my pants and giggled naughtily. She knew exactly what I wanted and needed, and so did I. She slowly made her way towards me.
She was the perfect female specimen; the epitome of flawlessness; an angel. Her silky dark curled hair blew around her stunning face like a halo. Long toned legs from years of athletics strutted out from under a tight fitting and low cut indigo dress; hidden under black nylons, flexing with every perfect stride she made. Her intoxicating musk flooded my nose and gave me a high no other drug has, and trust me on that one, I would know.
Still, full of uncertainty and nervousness I remained still and looked forward. She stood right in front of me and leaned towards my ear. She whispered in a teasing breath of all the naughty things she wanted to do to me. My dick swelled further as she tempted me while playfully kissing and licking my neck. She knew what buttons to press and I soon thought my trackies were gonna give way to my rapidly swelling cock. A sudden wave of lust engulfed me as I surrendered to her firm grasp, leading me to a spare room upstairs. Things were finally getting good.
8:00, spare rooms above the club
She wasted no time. She pushed me backwards with considerable force, causing me to clumsily lose balance (hey don't blame me, I was drunk) and I landed in a chair. She stripped off her dress, revealing an hour glass figure clad with a black lace bra and a suspender belt holding up those black nylons. My hard on kept raging and like a group of invading barbarians, beating hard on the castle walls. I could see she was excited too, her perky tits poking through the minute bra that barely held her beautiful melons. She ripped them off and her breasts exploded out.
She walked over and started grabbing my bulge; taking a firm grasp of the shaft and rubbing the head with her thumb. She gazed while biting her lip at me; she was enjoying the pleasure and torture she was giving to me, clearly reflected in my moans, trembling and twisted face.
