I see the girl from across the room. She is the most beautiful creature she has ever laid her eyes upon, tall, slender, beautiful. She stands nearly six feet tall with dark brunette hair that hangs to her ass and emerald green eyes. Her eyes are round but appear to be soft and her lips are pouty and red. I watch her as she walks towards her and it appears that she is floating on a cloud.
"Hi. I'm Melissa," she says.
"I'm Jayda," I answer her. "You wanna get outta here? This music is so loud?"
We walk outside to a patio and sit beneath the umbrella. I watch her as she runs her long fingers around the top of the glass that she is carrying. She places it on the table and reaches for her purse. She pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.
"Do you mind?" she asks.
"No, not at all," I reply.
She fires up the bic lighter and lights her cigarette. I stare in amazement as she blows little smoke rings with her awesome mouth. I ponder what it would be like to press my lips to hers, to wrestle my tongue inside her mouth. I'm not one who usually enjoys kissing a smoker, man or woman, but Melissa is so beautiful that it really doesn't bother me.
"You come here often?" Melissa asks.
"Nah, first time here," I whisper back to her. "My husband is out of town for the weekend and so I came here by myself."
"Cool," she responds. "It's my first time here too."
We sit at the table a little longer not saying much. I begin to feel awkward. Butterflies dance around in my stomach as I gaze upon her. I want to ask her to come home with me but am so afraid to be rejected. A girl this beautiful has got to have someone in her life. Or, perhaps she isn't into girls I begin to think to myself. What if I make a fool out of myself?
She sits across from me, long legs barely crossed at her ankles. Her very short, navy blue skirt has become hiked even higher to reveal a sexy black garter, holding up her stockings. As she leans over to put her lighter back into her purse, her black halter tops falls open in the front and I can see her bare tits, no bra. Her skin is tan and she has pert nipples. I look down as to avoid her noticing me watching her, but I am drawn back to her crotch. As she adjusts herself in the seat, I can see that she has on a black g-string. Her pussy is completely shaven.
"Jayda," she asks. "Are you okay?"
"Oh, yeah. I'm fine," I reply as I put my glass back on the table. "I was just thinking."
"About what?" she asks.
"Well, it's a little embarrassing really," I start. "I can't help but notice how beautiful you are. And I don't know how you feel about being with a girl. But to be perfectly honest with you, I cannot stop thinking about how amazing you would be in bed!"
She giggles. That thought was funny to her I think to myself. She stands up from the table and scoots near me, sitting right next to me. She runs her hand against my face and pushes my long blonde hair off of my ear. I can feel her breath against my ear, tickling it ever so slightly.
"To be honest with you," she says, "I was thinking the same thing."
She gently kisses my earlobe as she runs her hand up my thigh, stopping just before my pussy. Her teeth gnaw at my earlobe, sending shivers up and down my back. With both of my hands, I reach around her head and pull her lips to mine. Her mouth opens slightly and I caress my tongue on the inside of her mouth. Her tongue is soft. My tongue halfway into her mouth, I notice something hard. I run my tongue over it. It's a tongue ring! The ball is a little cold from the drink that has just been in her mouth, but it feels amazing rubbing against my tongue. People have been coming in and out of the club, stopping momentarily to watch us as we gently kiss each other on the patio.
"Let's go someplace," she begs me. "My house, your house, a hotel, I don't care as long as we get out of here!"
"Your car or mine?" I inquire.
"Came in a cab."
I grab her hand and lead her to the parking lot. I reach for my keys and pop the locks on my Saturn Vue and tell her to get in. Once inside she reaches across the seats and grabs my head. Pulling it towards her lips I can feel my heart beating a mile a minute. She caresses my head as I press my lips to hers. Our tongues intertwine, soft and gently at first, then a little firmer. My mirrors begin to fog up from the heat of our bodies. I pull my head back and start the car.
As I start down the road, she reaches over and touches my knee. I can feel the anticipation starting to build in myself. I grab for her hand and put it on my thigh. Her hands are so cold against my hot skin.
"Stop there!" she shouts as she points to a store.
"What for?" I ask impatiently.
"I want to get something special," she responds as she winks.
I pull into the parking lot of the local adult bookstore. I cautiously look around to be sure no one I know is there and then slide out of my car. I tug at my skirt to adjust the length and readjust my top. Melissa walks ahead of me and I watch her perfectly round ass as it saunters into the store. Just before she enters, I grab a handful of ass, just to remind her to be quick.
I have never been to a store like this before, so it is a little amazing and intriguing at the same time. I watch as Melissa walk around looking at all the different gadgets. She stops along the back wall and reaches for what appears to be a whip. It has a long black handle covered in leather with some strips of soft leather hanging from it.
"What's that?" I question.
"It's called a Cat-O-Nine Tails!" she responds laughing.
"Oh. Okay," I answer her. "Does it hurt?"
"Lean forward a little and I'll show you!"
