I'm sorry that I haven't done a story in a while. I'll try to come up with some ideas for other stories, so far, I think this one will be interesting. I do hope you like it, I thought about it when I was just listening to my I-pod in my room, staring at my ceiling.
It's a Saturday night. My night to go out with the girls. I couldn't help to think this isn't going to be a good time tonight. My friends say that they were going to bring their boyfriends with them to the club we go to all the time. I just agreed to the idea and said that I'd be there. I'm 20 years old and 5'1" with hazel eyes, tan skin, weighing at 159lbs with hour glass body with a stomach to love that didn't show to much when I wear black tops and skirts also heels. I have brunette hair that stops at my shoulders, so you could say that I was the woman around. I mean I love the way I looked. I've heard guys compliment on my body and looks but I refuse them because I'm still a virgin and was waiting for the love of my life.
I decide to take a shower before I would go out tonight. I put on make-up, curled my hair, rubbing butter body cream that smelled of a flower garden on my arms, legs, and neck. I wore a black dress that showed my hour glass figure with black three inch heels. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled softly. I grab my white charles perfume bottled that smelled of vanilla, spraying it on my wrist and neck, giving it a mixer of scents. I looked hot in my outfit and I hope to find my soulmate tonight but from what I hear, it takes time.
I walked down the stairs of my house, seeing my brother, Jeff, on my couch. He was playing a game on my T.V. My brother has been staying with me ever since my parents died. So we gave up the house and bought a new one. I didn't want him out on his own yet because he was still in high school. Yes, my brother is 18 with long black hair, a little tan skin, a muscular body but a bit thin also he wore glasses but that didn't stop him from being hot. He wore a green t-shirt with black jeans.
I smiled and pat his head. He looked up at me, "Are you going to the club tonight, sis? Is that why you're all dress up every Saturday night?" he said. I just nodded yes to both of his questions. He just smiled. "Well, Have a good time."
I didn't say a word to him and nodded as I walked out the front door. I walked down the steps and got into my 56s dark green Cadllica. I closed the door and smooth my hands over the steering wheel, thinking of my parents. My parents had this car for so long and now it was mine. This car has never been in accident and it still looks brand new after all these years. I buckled up and started the engine, putting the car in reverse, backing out of the driveway. I put it into drive, driving away from the house, going down the street, stopping at a light, making a left, than a right.
I made it to the club and parked into the parking lot. I got out of my Cadllica and walked into the club, seeing my friends on the dance floor with their boyfriends. I thought to get a drink first before I start dancing. I got up to the bar and asked for a vodka with cola. The bartender nodded, sliding the drink down to me. I grabbed it and lift it to my lips, sipping my drink. I turned to see a man, eyeing my body up and down. I ignored his gaze and sipped my drink slowly.
I didn't feel heated at all, being at this club. No guy in this club has turned me on or set my heart up in flames. I looked to see that owner got up onto the stage. She grabbed the mic and said, "How is everyone tonight?" I heard the crowd say good loudly. She nodded. "That's good. Tonight, it's going to be different. I want all the girls to pick up a mask. Than the guys have to dance with what every woman comes up to them." They cheered and smiled.
I went to the tables that had the masks on them for all the women. I put a kitty-cat mask on, so no one could really tell who I was. Then I watched as the front doors open. I gasped in my throat as I saw my brother wearing black t-shirt and black jeans. I felt my breath lock in my lungs as I saw him. My heart started to beat hard and I couldn't breath. It couldn't be my brother, that is impossible. How could my brother be my soulmate? I felt a physical attraction to him and emotional as well.
I had to make my move tonight or a girl in this club will steal him away from me. So I had to use my seductive voice. I walked toward him and grabbed his arms. He looked down at me and said, "Hello, Stranger." I take a deep breath and was glad that he didn't know it was me at all.
I lead him out to the dance floor and said in my seductive voice, "Dance with me." He just stared at me and nodded. The music started up and he started to rock his body against mine slowly. I turned around so my ass was pressed against his crotch and my back against his chest. I ran my fingers through my hair and grind my ass against his dick as I moved down his body slowly to the floor. I heard his breath become hard. I bend forward, sliding my body up and my ass rubs up against his dick. I felt it started to bulge in his pants, making me grin slowly. I turned around and sliding my hands down his chest, moving low to the floor.
I slid my hands up his legs as I came up, which my hands brushed over his dick that made him purr like a kitty as I slid my hands up his chest, rubbing my body against his. I felt his body become hot and heavy with pleasure and the hard erection in his pants. I smiled as I slid my arms around his neck, going on my tippy toes, pressing my lips to his, kissing him, sliding my tongue into his mouth, stroking his mouth and tongue, tasting my brother for the first time. I heard him moan as his arms came around me, pressing me close to his body. I felt a wetness between my legs that never happen with anyman until with him.