I'm like a dog in heat. I'm always in the mood to fuck. A tight ass in tight jeans, a miniskirt, sports tights or leggings in a wet or imitation leather look, that nestle tightly around every curve of the buttocks and thighs; long legs, round, firm breasts, flat stomachs -- that all turn me on. Then my equipment swells in my tight thong and wants out. Wants to be sucked, fucked, used.
I also love thick, big, hard cocks with beautifully shaped, shiny glans. However, they have to be shaved as well as the balls below and their owners have to be well trained. I especially get turned on by them when I see them fucking. When they are driven by small, hard bottoms into wet, burning pussies of hot women, or in buttholes of either gender, or being sucked lustfully and with devotion by horny fuckbodies. Then I want to taste and feel it too. To close my lips over its naked, plump tip and slowly slide down the hard, round shaft, sucking it deeper and deeper into my throat.
Kay is out with Andrea. They want to have a girls' night out, she says. I know what that means even before I see her in her going-out outfit. She is wearing a very tight, very skimpy black dress. Her bra presses her large breasts into two firm balls and pushes them provocatively out of the deep cleavage of her dress. It ends a little below her ass cheeks, which has the advantage that she doesn't always have to pull it down. She hates that because it "somehow makes a cheap impression," according to Kay. She also wears high-heels. As she leaves, she unbuttons my trousers, reaches inside, grabs my swelling cock and whispers in my ear: "You'd better find someone to take care of it. It'll be later with me."
So that's how I ended up here, looking eagerly over at him. He is tanned and his body, which he seductively presents on the dance floor, is in top shape. His upper body -- apart of a body chain and nipple piercings -- is naked, his firm ass, like mine, is in tight vinyl pants. A bulge is clearly visible in the front, caused by the piece that my greed is focused on. I want it in my mouth, sucking it, and I want it to squirt its hot juice on me.
He notices me and obviously feels the same way as I do. I'm wearing a top that clings to my firm chest. The fabric is extremely thin and I know that my pierced nipples are showing through it. Under my vinyl pants, I'm wearing a thong made of thin black fabric that hugs my cock and balls like a second skin. It hugs my cock-ring at the base of my cock, pushing my cock forward so that it looks like something even when it's at rest. The whole arrangement can be clearly seen because I've unzipped my vinyl trousers all the way down to the back and pushed my cock outside. It has swollen at the sight of the dancer and is now a huge, provocative bulge.
I put my hand on my thigh and let it slide slowly to the bulge and further over my pulsating lust, which I grasp firmly. Then I release the fist, turn it into a flat hand and press it onto the bulge, rub it a little and then slide down into my crotch, then bring it back to its starting position. My chosen one watches me, looks at me. We continue to dance and I dance towards him. I dance halfway around him and approach him from behind. I nestle against him in tune with the music and feel his warmth.
My left hand touches the side of his ass, enjoying the feeling of warm latex on firm flesh. My hand slides around him to the front, quickly gliding over the long, thick rod in his pants, covering it and nestling tightly over it. I pull him towards me, pulling his firm ass towards my cock, the round thickness of which immediately pushes between his ass crack. His cock twitches under my hand. With my right hand, I hug his torso and nipples pulling him towards me. Gently but firmly pushing into him, I move my lower body against his ass while simultaneously massaging his cock.
"I want your cock and I want it in here," I whisper in his ear, "I want to feel it hard and firm inside me!"
He turns around, looks at me and in response puts his tongue in my mouth. Then he pushes his abdomen against mine. I feel his hard cock against mine. Slowly, he pushes me off the dance floor with his body. In a dim corner, there is a lounge sofa on which a couple is already enjoying themselves. He pushes me onto the sofa and swings his abdomen provocatively in front of me. I unzip his trousers and release his engorged manhood. It is huge and his horniness twitches in front of my nose. I grab it, pull him towards me and kiss the warm, soft shaft. I pull him even closer to get to his balls.
They hang heavily under his cock, with no hair to interfere with my tongue, which licks them thoroughly. Then I take them into my mouth. While I'm sucking his balls, I rub his tool against my cheek. Out of the corner of my eye, I see that the hot chick next to us is watching us with fascination while she is being fucked from behind. Licking the underside of his cock with the tip of my tongue, I change sides. Once at the front, I kiss the tip of his cock, carefully pull back the foreskin and expose a plump, shiny glans. I wonder what it would feel like in my gut. But for now, I want to feel it with my mouth, let it slide down my throat.
