I strutted into that dance club with just one goal in mind. Before the night was over I was going to have a huge, hard cock buried balls-deep in my cunt. And I didn't much care who was attached to that cock, as long as he had the body of a god, and the eyes of a devil.
Spastic lights pulsed color across the dark club in time to the music. I could feel the thumping bass sending vibrations throughout my body, drawing me into the crowd of writhing bodies on the dance floor. Perfume, sweat, and cologne mingled in a sweet collage of restless desire and the promise of sex.
As I danced my way toward the bar, I took note of every hungry eye leering at me in my tight white mini-dress. Several men, and a few women, couldn't help but marvel at my long smooth legs, tight ass, and plunging neckline. The nearly sheer fabric of the dress was stretched across my modest b-cup breasts, accentuating my stiffening nipples.
Just as I reached the bar I spotted my prey. Tall, tan, broad shoulders. A classic dumb jock type. Good thing I wasn't looking for him to stimulate me with his conversational skills. He quickly noticed my appraising stare and made his way to me.
"Wanna dance?" he shouted over the blaring music.
"Buy me a drink first, stud," I demanded. He got the attention of the bartender and I ordered us each a shot. While they were being poured, I finished off the rest of his beer.
"Tough day?"
"Shut up and drink!" We downed our shots and I pulled him out onto the floor. The warmth of the liquor spread out from my tummy and through my body. Muscles relaxed, my brain started to loosen, and I let the music take me.
I moved in close to him. His hands reached for me, settling on my hips. I twisted and gyrated within his grip. With my back to him, I pressed my ass against his crotch, grinding him to arousal. Oh yeah, he's got what I need.
Someone handed me a Jell-O shot and I swallowed it in a single gulp. It made me think of what else would be sliding down my throat tonight. I turned back to my fuck stud and pulled him down so I could whisper into his ear.
"I want your cock inside me."
The look on his face was precious. Confusion and hope in equal measures. I just nodded and straddled his thigh seductively. He suddenly lit up, finally sure he heard me right, and began dancing with a renewed vigor.
Three songs and three more shots later and we were out in the street hailing a cab. We were all over each other in the backseat of that cab. Hands groping, mouths tasting, tongues exploring. The ride was less than ten minutes, but my pussy was aching for attention. I was two seconds away from fucking him right there in the cab when we pulled up in front of his apartment building.
We hurried into the elevator and as soon as the doors closed our hands were once again all over each other. At the tenth floor we stumbled laughing into the hallway and made our way unsteadily to his door. He fumbled for his keys, dropping them twice. He must have had more than a few drinks at the club before I showed up.
We finally made it inside. His place was small, but nice. And surprisingly clean for a guy. I screamed when he grabbed me from behind and scooped me up over his shoulder. He playfully spanked my ass as he carried me toward the bedroom.
