Naomi felt Ashleigh shift restlessly beside her. She knew clubs weren't really Ashleigh's thing but Naomi felt it was her duty as best friend to get her out. Plus it meant she got to find someone new.
Naomi accepted a drink from her latest admirer and ran her eyes over the man who offered it. He was tall, easily cleared her by a foot even in the heels she wore. Naomi made her decision and moved into him, pressing her lithe body against his hard one. She barely even felt Ashleigh move from her side so engrossed was she in watching this mans dark eyes study her closely from head to foot. Naomi shivered, feeling like she was under some kind of inspection.
"Ready to leave?"
Naomi felt her mouth slide open, that sort of question was more than forward. Still she could feel her juices begin to flow at hearing his voice, touching the tops of her thighs already because of her decision to forgo underwear.
She responded by squeezing his cock through his trousers, her way of saying yes, her way of checking out his size. She was delighted with the results. She turned to look for Ashleigh and managed to catch her eye as she was guided by some man off the dance floor. Naomi lifted her eyebrow questioningly but still gave her friend a smile and a thumbs up, pleased she had found someone and wasn't going to be ditched. Naomi ordered one last shot, feeling like she was going to need some Dutch courage to handle this man tonight. She winked at him and began to sashay through the press of bodies, certain he was following.
He was and the second they were out the door he cupped her ass through the thin material of her dress. She giggled and thrust herself into his hands. He slid an arm around her waist and led her round the side of the building where there was a thin alleyway. Naomi expected his car to be on the other side so was surprised when she was pushed into the cold hard stone.
Her sounds of protest were drowned by his mouth meeting hers. The protest became a moan as she fisted her hands in his hair. His hands were also busy and she only registered her dress was around her waist when she felt the cold night air cool the hot, wet skin that was uncovered. She glanced towards the entrance of the alley, feeling a little wary about the fact anyone could walk past. The man held her chin and moved her face back to his, their eyes meeting. She became aware of the fact his fingers were stroking the top of her thigh and once she realised he moved them upwards. Naomi moaned and tried to move her legs wider, hampered by the fact she was standing and in heels. He seemed to read her mind and grasped her thigh, pulling it over his hip and holding it steady.
It left her spread wide for his touch. Her outer lips pulled apart to reveal the little nub of flesh that could be such a point of pleasure. He stroked her expertly, sliding two fingers through her wetness from the back to the front, flicking them over her clit. She panted and pressed her lips to his neck, sucking enough to leave a faint mark.
"I'm close."
It was the first words she had spoken to him and he reacted by pressing his fingers firmly into her, causing her to experience an earth-shattering orgasm. She held onto his shoulders for support, glad he was there so she wouldn't end in a heap on the ground. He waited for her to finish before pushing her to the ground. Naomi squatted on her heels, not wanting to put her knees on the cold ground. He undid his belt and unzipped his trousers unceremoniously, pulling out the cock she had admired earlier. He didn't waste time in bringing it to her lips, already hard. She wetted the head of him and wrapped her lips around it, flicking her tongue over the sensitive underside.
He leaned one arm on the wall and brought the other to the back of her head, pushing her down his length. Naomi felt him hit her throat sooner than expected and she gagged. He pulled back enough for her to breath and she cursed herself. She knew perfectly well how to deep throat, now he was going to think she couldn't take a cock! This time it was her who pushed her head down on his shaft, controlling her gag reflex and relaxing her throat enough to take him into it. He groaned loudly and began moving his hips back and forth, setting his own rhythm.
Naomi loved it when men fucked her face, especially those with thick, long cocks that were just made for sucking. One like that which was being pounded into her throat at the moment. She moaned around him, knowing the vibrations caused all kinds of goodness. She brought one hand to the balls that were hitting her in the chin and rubbed them in her hand, giving them a gentle tug now and then. The other hand she brought to her own sopping wet pussy and shoved three fingers roughly into herself, causing another moan to escape. With the man in her mouth and her fingers in herself it didn't take long for Naomi to bring herself to orgasm. She removed her mouth from the man and moaned loudly into the night air, closing her eyes against the stars that were both overhead and in her vision.
She was dragged up by the hair and leaned weakly against the wall, feeling detached from her own body as she watched the man drag her leg up his hip again and line himself up with her opening that had not yet stopped its post-orgasmic spasms. She slammed back into her body as he slammed his into her. She almost lost her footing at the feeling of him stretching her, forcing himself into her tight wet channel. She gripped his shoulders and held on for the ride, barely aware of her bare shoulders scrapping along the wall behind her.
The stranger stopped his thrusting long enough to pull her dress up over her breasts. Naomi gasped and tried to cover them, not from his eyes but she suddenly realised they were in public! He grabbed her wrists in one of his hands and forced them high above her head, holding them against the rough brickwork. He resumed his thrusting and used his free hand to squeeze her breasts roughly, having no trouble in teasing the nipples into tight peaks. He latched his mouth onto one nipple and left his hand free to wander down to her over-sensitive clit. He gripped the slippery little jut of flesh in two of his fingers alternated between tugging it and pressing it firmly. Naomi closed her eyes against the onslaught. Never before had she felt so...taken. Normally she was in charge. She felt like she was going to come again. The mans thrusts became quicker and rougher, indicating he was also.
Naomi came with a scream, the wetness on her thighs became a flood and her knees shook with the force of it. Her eyes had remained tightly closed and there was an explosion of red behind her lids. The feel of the man spending himself within her ensured the spasms wracking her muscles didn't end.
