It's my first time ever writing something for Literotica. The idea came into my head and I honestly just rolled with it. Hopefully there's someone out there who enjoys it. If you do, then let me know as I've got enough ideas to continue the story for a few more parts.
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It was a Friday night and I decided to go to the club for the evening. I had no specific plans but I was hopeful that things would work out well for the evening. My first stop was to head to the bar and grab a drink, the music was thumping and I needed to take the edge off. As I stood sipping my drink by the side I surveyed out onto the dance floor, seeing if there was anyone there who could catch my eye. I was thinking that tonight would be a lost cause until I spotted her. She was short and I almost lost sight of her as the crowd swallowed her up but her bright ginger hair made her possible to spot even through the throng of people. She was wearing a tight halter top that showed off her underboob, fishnet tights and a scandalous short miniskirt that barely covered her impressive ass.
Keeping track as she headed out onto the dance floor, I put my drink down and followed her. It didn't take long until I was stood right behind her as she swayed her hips to the almost hypnotic bass of the club music. I didn't wait long before I grabbed her hips and pulled her body back against my own pressing her ass up against my crotch and grinding. I was rewarded by her turning her head to look at me and flashing a cute smile. It wasn't long until one of my hands snaked under her miniskirt to run up the length of her inner thigh before reaching her pussy. When my fingers touched her there I could feel her body melt into my own and although I couldn't hear it over the music I knew that she was moaning at my touch.
We continued this erotica dance for a while until I thought I had her as putty in my hands and spun her round. I leant down to give her a kiss but to my surprise she put her finger on my lips and pushed my head away. I have her a questioning look before asking.
"Why not? I know how much you want this".
She returned a look, full of conflict. Clearly she did want this but was holding back for some reason. Something inside her was fighting the attraction between us as if I were the forbidden fruit and I had no idea what it was. And that is when she mentioned you, her girlfriend.
"I can't. Me and my girlfriend have rules. I can flirt, I can take guys home but no kissing".
When I hear that my curiosity and attraction get almost overwhelmed by a dark hunger. The desire to make her break your rules, to make her forget all about you and to cum on my cock. I take her hand and place it on my chest before sliding it down and into my pants. I wrap her fingers around my cock and gently push her to start stroking.
"That's OK, I'm sure I can make you forget about your girlfriend without kissing you".
She blushes when I say this but doesn't protest, continuing to slowly stoke my cock, her fingers sliding up and down my length. I reach around her and under her skirt to grab her ass, digging my fingers into the firm flesh. I knead it through her fishnet tights for a moment before I grip them and rip the apart, completely exposing her from the rear to anyone in the club who looks. When I do so she looks up at me with a look in her eyes that I can't quite decipher. Is it pleading? Lust? No, it was submission. I didn't know it yet but your girlfriend was ready to submit to me and let me do as I wanted to her.
With the grip on her ass I lifted her up off the floor. Immediately she wrapped her legs around my waist, managing to do so without losing her grip on my cock. With our bodies intertwined I carried her off the dance floor and over to a dark corner of the club. It was a lot quieter here and we'd be able to hear each other speak. Whilst it was in theory private there was nothing stopping someone follow us and see what was about to happen. Not only that if you were stood at the right table and happened to look over you would be treated to quite the show.
Putting her down and letting her get her footing I pushed her up against the wall, one hand around her neck whilst the other explored under her skirt at the entrance to her pussy. She was already wet and when I probed at the entrance with two fingers she looked up at me meekly.
"Please...please let me feel your fingers inside me".
That was enough, I gave her exactly what she wanted, slowly easing my fingers into her pussy. With every inch I pushed them forwards she mewled, desperate for more. Desperate for me to show her everything I was capable of. She looked so submissive, nothing like the confident girl I saw stepping onto the dance floor. Her eyes looking directly at my own, her lip quivering as moans kept escaping and her eyes somewhere between begging for more and desperate for me to stop before she did something she would regret. And to top it all off her face was framed by my hand resting around her neck.
I let go to reach down into her pocket and sneak her phone out. I set it up on a little ledge in the dark corner of the club I'd found. It didn't take much to slip it out of her pocket without her noticing, she was far too distracted with what my other hand was doing. Reaching under her miniskirt and using two fingers to slide in and out of her pussy. I hit record on the video and returned my focus to her and these rules she had been trying to explain to me between moans before I dragged her to the quiet, semi-secluded spot.
"What was that you said about kissing? I couldn't quite hear you out on the dance floor".
I continued pushing my fingers in and out of her pussy, making it so hard for her to answer my question.
"I... Can't... aaaah... No kissing... It's one of my....... aaaaah aaaaaaaaaah.... my girlfriends rules".
The moment that she finishes speaking I slam my lips against hers, claiming her mouth with my own. I dig my fingers into her ginger hair and hold her face against mine. Despite what she said, she put up absolutely no resistance to the kiss, opening her mouth immediately and kissing back with a ravenous hunger. I take advantage of her open mouth venturing forth with my tongue to explore. As I hold us together locked in this kiss I can feel her moans vibrate through my mouth every time my fingers thrust deep into her soaking wet pussy.
Slowly I break away from the kiss, letting the camera capture the lewd image of my tongue in her mouth as our lips part. I give a quick look to the camera before staring into her eyes as I bury my fingers in her pussy and hold them there.
"Any more rules that I should know about?"
At the mention of rules I can see the conflict in her eyes, she can tell that what she did was wrong but she's too addicted to how I'm making her feel to stop now. Meekly she lowers her head and answers.
"There's a few that you should know. Don't have sex with anyone unless in private, always make sure any guys wear condoms, absolutely no anal under any circumstances and no cumming in my pussy".
With my two fingers in her pussy I start rubbing her clit with my thumb. Using my grip on her hair I force her to look up, directly into my eyes. I can see the arousal plastered across her face, I know that right now all of those rules mean nothing and that all I have to do is ask and she will break them.
"And what do you want more? Do you want to obey your girlfriend's silly rules or do you want me to make you cum right here in the club where anyone can hear you scream?"
It only takes a moment, one small moment of hesitation, one tiny moment where she considers being loyal to you, her loving girlfriend. But after that moment she's mine, she loves you but she doesn't need you right now. Right now she needs me to make her cum.
"Please... Make me cum... You can fuck me right here, right now, just make me cum".
