That whole clichΓ© scenario of having sex with a stranger behind a club in a back alley -- I want to experience that. I want to meet a guy in a club, lock eyes with him, and stare into his eyes for the longest time. I want to dance, knowing that his eyes are on me -- watching my body move, getting hot for me, wanting to fuck me. I want him to walk casually by me, touch my arm and beckon with his head that I should follow him.
I'll follow him, with expectation, with a red hot throbbing between my legs. I'll walk out of the club, down the stairs, watching his retreating back, following him from a distance. I'll walk into the alley behind the club -- the dark alley he disappeared into. I'll see him standing close by, coming towards me, reaching for me, pulling me close and leaning down, kissing me passionately.
He pushes me backwards, forcing me to move with my back against the alley wall -- pressing our bodies close. He presses his crotch against my stomach and I can feel his rock hard cock through our clothes -- feel it pressing into my belly. He moves his hands from my shoulders to the sides of my breasts, his thumbs gently stroking my nipples through my tight shirt, turning them into hardening pebbles. His hands moving down to my hips over my short skirt, lifting it up around my waist. He lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him while he pushes me to the wall, our bodies pressed close together again as we still continue kissing.
I can feel his cock pressing against my wet black g-string -- feel the wet silk against my pussy as I grind my hips feeling his hard cock pressed into my softness. His hands move over my legs, making me shiver, making me hotter, making me grind even harder on his cock. We move away a little as he unbuttons his pants and let it fall to the ground. I can feel his silky, rock hard cock pressing the silk against my pussy.