When my friend asked me to go to the club with him, I told him no, saying that clubs aren't really my kind of place. I don't like crowds and I'm not likely to pick up some hot girl and go home with her. I've never had much confidence so being around beautiful women only serves to remind me of what I can't have. But he reminded me that there's alcohol and the band was supposed to be decent so I finally agreed to go. I have a soft spot in my heart for alcohol.
When we got there, it was just as I had anticipated. Lots and lots of people packed into this little place, and over half of them beautiful women; very depressing for a guy like me. My friend and I made our way to the bar and were fortunate enough to find a place to sit. Of course, it wasn't long before we'd each had a couple beers and my friend leaves me to dance with some girl he'd just met. I always hated how he could do that. So there I am sitting at the bar by myself, feeling pitiful, when this girl takes my friends vacant seat. She was beautiful, of course, so I was immediately intimidated. I'd had a few beers in me and I noticed she didn't have a guy with her so I said hello.
"Hi," she said back, and smiled. So far so good.
"Surely you're not here by yourself," I say.
"No. My friends are out dancing."
"What, you don't dance?"
"No date. I'd look kinda funny dancing by myself." I thought differently, though I didn't say anything.
"Well, I'll dance with you." I don't know where this came from because I don't like to dance. But when you have a pretty girl giving you an open door like this, you don't pass it up. She looked skeptical, having probably been hit on more than her share.
"Don't worry, I don't bite." Still she was hesitant. "I'm Jason," I say and offer my hand.
"Rachel," she replies and shakes my hand.
"Well, Rachel, do you intend to sit at the bar all night?"
Finally, she agreed to dance with me. It was only when she stood up that I saw just how gorgeous she really was. About 5'3" and 110 lbs, dark hair, hazel eyes, and a super sexy body. She was wearing this tight little shirt that showed off her sexy stomach and these blue pants that were made of this stretchy material and looked like they were painted on. When she turned to head for the dance floor, I saw what might be the nicest ass I've ever seen. Normally, I'd be too afraid to dance with such a beautiful girl but I was half drunk and the club was pretty dark so if I made an ass of myself, no one would notice anyway. So we danced and talked and I found out she didn't really like clubs either and that she's going to college and, most importantly, that she's single.
We hit it off so well that we were laughing like we'd known each other for years. After she'd had a few drinks, on me of course, a strange and wonderful thing happened. With a coy look in her eyes, she suggested we get out of there. Stupidly, I asked where she wanted to go. She just laughed and said that we'd figure it out. So I agreed and it wasn't long before we were driving to her apartment. She shared it with two girls but they were the friends from the club so we'd have the place to ourselves.
The alcohol was working wonders on her because she stared to give me these looks of yearning and kept touching me flirtatiously. Even half drunk, I'm no fool. I played along and flirted right back. The closer we got to her house, the more bold she became, touching my knee and then my thigh, and then rubbing on the inner part of my thigh. I found it increasingly difficult to drive. I felt my cock beginning to grow. Even in my baggy pants, I was running out of room. With a shift of position, my cock was now growing down my pant leg. I made sure to put it down the right pant leg so she would reach it easily. When she felt it through my pants, she inhaled sharply and then smiled knowingly at me. Not quite rock hard, I'm still getting pretty big, and she seems to approve, licking her lips and leaning farther over to rub me through my pants. I reach over and start rubbing her ass and pussy through her pants. If we don't get to her apartment soon, I fear we'll have an accident.
When we do finally arrive, I can barely stand up strait because my cock is so hard. She sees the obvious bulge and giggles. Her laugh is intoxicating. As soon as we're inside, she pushes me up against the door and starts kissing me passionately. I can't believe I'm even in this situation. We begin to undress one another, kissing all the while. When she's got me down to my boxers, she looks me up and down, sizing me up.
I'm about 6'2", brown hair and green eyes, broad shoulders and a pretty good body, though not as good as I'd like. No chiseled abs or huge muscled arms, but I'm fit and pretty strong.
I've only managed to get her shirt off her so I decide to catch up. I grab her by the upper arms and I turn her around and start kissing her on the neck while I undo her bra and let if fall to the floor. My hands massage her perfect breasts before sliding their way down to her pants. I undo them and then kneel to slide them all the way down her beautiful legs. She's wearing this tiny little thong and her ass looks better than I had imagined. She looks over her shoulder at me gazing fondly at her backside and begins to remove her thong for me. She does so seductively, like a stripper. She has natural talent, arching her back and peeling it down her luscious ass.
