Anjali swayed her body across the floor and it brought her to people's attention. I was proud to have her in my arms. I was enjoying being the guy with 'the' girl. Every pair of eyes in that club was about Anjali. And she was putting up a show for them when she seductively rubbed her body to mine. It was awesome to watch Anjali move. She had a way about her that would leave anyone mesmerized when she let go. The term "care free" is one that I would have never used to describe her, at least not until tonight.
After a sex marathon @ Anjali's place, we decided to move out that night. This bar was Anjali's idea and I liked it when I saw it. Exotic place with enough dark corners to enjoy the private time. Anjali was wearing a little black dress which was just a colour on her perfect frame. Her dress was hugging her tight body like a second skin. Her beautiful perky boobs and her firm round ass were a sight to look for. Her red high heels enhanced the beauty of her muscular long legs. Her calves were shining like silver. When she gyrated her ass on my cock, and could feel the parting and my cock was about to burst.
Anjali danced with an abandonment of anything going on in her life, at that instant it was just her, the music and the emotion that was driving her body to move. She was having a feeling of liberation.
Nothing else existed in that moment, not even me. I was an object, a prop that she draped her body around but her eyes were closed and she was lost in herself. I was just along for the ride and I was ok with that because as I knew she would, she eventually came back to me. She opened her eyes and smiled, almost as if surprised to find me there holding her, watching her. She smiled and then took off in my arms, this time including me, laughing as we moved.
I love to watch Anjali smile and laugh as we slid around the floor. As the night passed we drank, shouted our conversation over the pulse of the music and we danced. She moved in and out of my arms losing herself to the night, wrapping herself up in the music.
We finished our drinks, and ordered another round. She whispered in my ear "I need you to pleasure me, Viren".
I smiled, I said "Later tonight, love."
She grabbed both her boobs and squeezed them together, "you sure you will be able to hold for 'later' mister?"
She continued to get closer to me. She was touching me everywhere, somewhat subtly, casually, but getting bolder every second. Her left breast was nearly out now, and she didn't seem to notice. I noticed, and so did the bartender. He pretended not to look, but I liked seeing him look at her. It was a different feeling. Owning something that perfect pushed me up to the seventh heaven.
Again, she whispered in my ear, "Not later, now."
Anjali grabbed my hand and stood up. I stood up awkwardly, trying to hide my growing excitement from the others at the bar. I glanced at the bartender, trying to indicate we would be back. She was pulling me towards the bathroom. Fortunately they were the private types of bathrooms, with a lock.
She pushed me into one. She kissed me hard, and pushed me up against the wall. She stepped back slightly and motioned for me to go to my knees. There was no way I was going to resist. She lifted her dress up, she put one leg over my shoulder. She pushed her panty aside and pressed her very wet pussy onto my lips.
I tried to start slow. But I was so turned on, and Anjali tasted so good. And she was so wet. I put my lips on her clit, and flicked at it with my tongue. Then I ran my tongue down, and slid it inside her. Her juices were already dripping off my chin. She grabbed my head and directed my mouth back to her clit. I again sucked on it lightly, then stopped and rolled my tongue around it. It didn't take long. I could feel her orgasm quickly building. She seems to have no restraint tonight. She moaned quite loudly as she came. It was so loud that I was sure the whole bar heard.
I turned her toward the toilet, bent her over and cupping my hand gave her a rather stinging spank to her right ass cheek. She gasped. I removed her panties which were still at her knees and I lifted her right leg onto the toilet seat. I knelt, spreading her crack and exposing her sexy asshole and the inside of her pink pussy. Using my thumb to spread her pussy open, I extended my tongue and slid it as deep as I could into her cunt, my nose pressed hard against her pussy and asshole as I licked and tasted her. She smelled like heaven. I withdrew my tongue and noticed her clit protruding from the hood covering it. Being opportunistic, I pulled her ass closer to my face so that I could reach the top of her pussy and gently sucked her clit into my warm wet mouth. My mouth made love to her clit, teasing it, sucking it in and bathing it with my warm tongue. Her legs quivered and I held my hand under her ass, supporting her as she orgasmed again, my mouth and tongue still massaging her clit.
Standing, I slid my cock into her pussy, driving it deep into her tight fuck hole. I was quick. Anjali moaned loud and gripped the wall behind the toilet as I grabbed her ass and fucked up into her pussy with a steady rhythm. Each time my dick pulled out, her tight pussy lips would wrap around my shaft, clinging to my cock leaving a wet trail of cum, then disappearing as I fucked back into your hole. A ring of white cum formed at the base of my shaft.
"Ohhh Anjali! your pussy is incredible. I can't believe how fucking tight you are!" I took my right hand, lubed it with saliva and reached under her leg to rub her clit while I continued to pound her tight little pussy hole. She moaned and cried out with each thrust of my cock.
"Uhh, uhh, uhh. Viren."
"Ohh Anjali, My cock feels so good sliding into your sexy fuck hole. It's milking the cum from my balls!"
"Fill my pussy, Viren. If feels so nice to take your cum deep in my pussy."
"Yes Anjali, I will fill your pussy love. I will impregnate you, give you my baby."
