‘Please, for me. I want to see how you please yourself so I know where’s best to touch you.’
A shiver ran down my spine. Kai would’ve just got straight in there if I’d given him the opportunity, no thought for my needs. Gabe leant forward and undid the remaining halter tie behind my neck and pulled my top away and dropped it onto the floor. I leant back, bare chested and enjoyed the sensation of the cold bricks against my hot skin. He looked at me like he’d never seen a topless woman before.
‘Your breasts are divine,’ he groaned as he cupped them both and squeezed gently making me sigh.
‘It’s not fair, you’re looking at me half naked Gabe, but you’re still fully clothed.’ I reached forward and hooked my fingers into his waist band pulling him forward. I held his gaze as I slowly undid each button on his shirt, unbarring his chest and ridiculously defined torso. Surely no one had the right to look this good at his age? I licked my lips and shivered as my eyes went down the delicious V dip next to his hip bone. I made a mental note that I was going to lick that later and giggled.
‘So does my body meet with your approval?’ he asked smiling.
‘Hmmm, it’s perfect,’ I nodded as I ran my fingers over each taught and honed ab. I watched as his stomach tightened and I saw his dick flex in his jeans. Christ, how much bigger could he get? I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back onto my lips and kissed him hard again until he pushed me back against the wall.
‘Stop, I don’t want to come yet. Play with yourself for me.’
Lexi said act confident, like I knew what I was doing, ok I could do this.
‘How do you want me to do it?’ I asked as I released him. God this was so hot, the way he was looking at me, like he was going to combust. He took my hands and placed them on my breasts then stroked my cheek with his finger.
‘Start by tweaking your nipples … Good … No don’t look down, I want you to look at me all the time you’re doing it … Good, your lips have parted. You’re close to coming again aren’t you? God I love how easy it is for you to come,’ he sighed.
‘It’s not hard when I’m standing here looking at you and imagining it’s your hands touching me,’ I sighed.
‘Take off your skirt,’ he ordered.
I gulped again, it was so hot the way he told me what to do. I thought about his request and decided it was no different to being seen on a beach in just my bikini bottoms and I did that all the time. I slowly turned around and placed my hands against the wall, arched my back to push out my rear and looked at him over my shoulders. Act confident Lexi had said.
‘You do it,’ I ordered.
‘Christ you’re so argumentative, I’m used to people doing what I ask them Mia,’ he retorted with a half-smile on his gorgeous face.
‘Well I’m not like your other girls am I?’ I snapped, not needing a reminder that he was experienced and I wasn’t.
‘No you’re most definitely not like the others and I love that,’ he replied as he grabbed my skirt band and pulled it down over my hips releasing it to the ground. I stepped out of it clad only in my knee high boots and red lace knickers. I heard him groan as he moved forward and started caressing my bottom. ‘God you’re so fucking hot,’ he muttered. ‘The contours of your arse … you’re just so perfect,’ he whispered with a heavy sigh.
Was I really affecting him as badly as he was me? He kissed the back of my neck and I tilted my head to let him nibble it and let out a soft moan of delight. He ran his hand up the inside of my thigh and reached between my legs to firmly press my crotch through my knickers.
‘Even your knickers are wet you’re that horny. Now, do as you’re told. Take them off, turn around and stand with your legs apart. I want to watch you finger yourself.’
O crap. This was it, the point of no return. If I wanted sex I had to lose my knickers. I turned and with shaking hands dropped them, blushing as I stepped out of them and saw him gazing at me with pure carnal appreciation. Naked expect for my boots, I braced my back against the wall and shut my eyes embarrassed and spread my legs.
‘Look at me Mia, I want to watch you.’ I opened my eyes and bit my lip, could this be any more embarrassing, or hot? ‘Now slowly insert one finger while you look at me.’
I hesitated for a moment, I was on the verge of bolting, but I needed to know what sex was like, with him. I knew I’d kick myself for the lost opportunity if he walked away because he realised I was a virgin and too inexperienced for him. I wanted it to be him, I needed it to be him, the person that I did it with first, so I did as I was told. I thought I’d feel more embarrassed than I was, whether it was the way he stared hungrily at me, or the sheer sensation of pleasure I don’t know, but I suddenly gained in confidence. I’d masturbated before, lots, but never with a witness, nor had I been so wet or so turned on as this. I groaned as I felt moisture seeping over my finger, my other hand caressing a nipple and my back arched again as I felt my orgasm approaching. Gabe grabbed and squeezed himself over his jeans as he watched me.
‘Put more fingers in and go faster, I want to watch you come.’
‘If I have to do this in front of you, you can unzip and let me watch you too.’
He grinned and quickly complied so his long, thick glistening erection sprung loose. My eyes went wide as saucers, shit he looked seriously big. Even though it was the first naked one I’d seen in real life I knew it was big. It curved up past his navel and looked so thick and solid.
‘You did as I asked,’ I uttered, still stunned at the sight in front of my eyes.
‘Commando? Of course. Look baby, you’ve made me wet too,’ he said as his thumb circled over the top of his penis, which shined with his excitement.
I just stared transfixed by it and tried to ignore the fact he’d just called me baby, I didn’t do pet names, especially not with someone I hardly knew. My body started to convulse as another orgasm hit me and tears rolled down my cheeks. Gabe suddenly dropped to his knees, pulled my fingers out, sucked them one by one and then latched his face onto me and began to suck. I gasped at the sensations that pulsated through me as his tongue lapped greedily on my flesh, in and out and then flicked around my clit and back.
‘Holy shit,’ I groaned. It was amazing, seriously amazing. Wave after wave of tension then release, was it ever going to end? This was way better than touching myself with my fingers or vibrators. Rabbit now had some serious competition. The heat of Gabe’s breath and his groans spurred me on and as I dared to look down at him and saw his blonde hair between my thighs, I whimpered. He thrust a finger back into me as well, which kept my climax going and made me come even harder.
‘Gabe,’ I cried out, in such a high pitched tone I hardly recognised my own voice.
‘God you’re so tight,’ he exclaimed. ‘I can’t wait to fuck you Mia.’ He stood and pressed himself against me as he furiously kissed me again, his face slick with my orgasm. I could feel his erection tapping against my belly as I thrust my tongue in and out of his mouth and I could smell myself all over him.
‘No stop,’ he moaned as he pulled his lips away from mine. I pulled his face back onto mine and licked, bit and sucked his lips. ‘No,’ he groaned as he pushed away from me again. He threw his head back and moaned as ribbons of creamy white fluid pulsated out over his hand, onto my stomach and dripped down onto the grass. ‘Fuck Mia,’ he groaned. ‘I’ve never had a problem holding back before. This is what you do to me, just by kissing me.’
I leaned back and panted against the wall. We’d still not had sex and I wasn’t sure I’d anymore to give, I felt shattered. He picked up my knickers, top and skirt.
‘Here let me help you get dressed. Luckily for you, at 19, I don’t need long to be ready for round two. Let’s go and get a drink, then we can pick up where we left off.’
I was relieved. He still wanted more, he still wanted me and god did I want him. I was so wet any worries of him fitting inside of me were gone. I was ready, after a brief respite to stop my legs fro
m shaking.
‘Actually, leave your knickers off. I like the idea of you not wearing any too.’
‘Gabe, what am I supposed to do with them? My bag’s tiny and I’m really wet.’
‘I’ll keep them for you,’ he said stuffing them in his jeans pocket. ‘As for you being wet, I like that I did that and I want to be able to reach my hand into that ridiculously sexy slit in your skirt when I feel like it, to check you’re still ready for our next session.’
He retrieved a tissue from his jeans pocket and leaned forward and gently wiped my stomach and between my legs, then himself. He zipped up his fly and buttoned up his shirt as I pulled on my skirt, my hands trembling. He turned me around to help tie my top, then slipped his arms around me from behind, kissing the back of my neck and making my hairs stand on end. He released me and turned me back around and licked his thumbs and gently dragged them under my eyes.
‘Your mascaras run. There that’s better. Come on baby you’re shaking. Let’s go in and refuel.’ He quickly kissed me, grabbed my hand and led me back to the entrance.
As we walked through the club I felt everyone was looking at us. Could people tell what we’d been doing or that neither of us were wearing any underwear? It made me feel all the more naughty and horny. He ordered us two bottles of water from the bar.
‘No alcohol?’ I asked as I hastily glugged, enjoying the cool liquid running down my throat.
‘I don’t need anything else when I’m with you Mia and I want you sober enough to remember every moment of this evening.’ He took a swig from his bottle as he studied my face. ‘You look like you’ve just been fucked, you have a sexy glow. It turns me on.’
‘It seems everything turns you on. Do you dance?’ I shouted as I swivelled away towards the dance floor. I was still trembling from my experience outside. I made my way into the centre of the floor which was packed, hot and steamy as people moved in unison to the music, which vibrated every part of me. I felt him come up behind me and place a hand on my hip, pulling me backwards onto him. His other hand snaked up into the back of my hair again as he kissed where my neck met my shoulder.
‘Everything about you turns me on,’ he whispered making my stomach flutter.
I raised my arms above my head and ground my hips in time to the music and he followed moving a hand over my bare belly. His new erection pushed against my backside. Christ he wasn’t wrong, he didn’t take long to get ready again and he could dance. He could really dance, it was sexy and very dirty. This I could do with complete confidence, ten years of dance training paid off. As our hips ground to the rhythm and we moved together, I could see people watching us, fascinated. I turned to face him and he pulled me in from the waist and kissed me again, his erection denting my stomach. His hand slid into the slit of my skirt and caressed my bare bottom, before moving to the front to stroke my thigh. His tongue searched my mouth, hungry for more of me and I pushed my hips forward. As his fingers grazed my mound I gasped.
‘We’ve got to get off this floor unless you want me to come in front of all these people,’ I groaned.
‘I have to admit that’s been a fantasy of mine, but with you though, I’m not sure I like the idea. I want you all to myself Mia.’
‘That water’s gone straight through me, I need to pee.’
‘Wow how romantic. I’m so turned on right now,’ he said with a smile as he straightened up and took my hand.
‘O crap, are you one of those guys that likes golden showers or whatever ? As I draw the line at that.’
‘No! I’m not into that at all. I’ve plenty of other ideas to turn us both on without resorting to that.’ He pulled me in the direction of the VIP area and the bouncer on duty pulled back the rope to let us pass and nodded to Gabe who smiled back. ‘Thanks Henry.’
‘How often do you come here?’ I asked.
‘I’m local, so a few years. Here, toilets. They’re more private and kept far cleaner.’
‘Thanks, so considerate,’ I smiled.
‘I try. Respectful was on your list.’ He smiled back at me as he gently pushed me through the door.
They were nice toilets. Gleaming white wall tiles with black sparkle floor tiles and baroque mirrors. White sinks with shiny chrome fittings sank into the black granite countertops with gentle spotlights over them. I went to the first cubicle and realised my hands were still trembling. I lifted my skirt to pull down my pants, then remembered that I didn’t have them on. Christ I really was going for wild and crazy tonight. I texted Lexi as I peed.
OMG Lex, we need to talk. Where are you?
I was amazed at how wet I was when I wiped myself. God he really knew how to turn me on. I flushed the chain and walked to the row of sinks to wash my hands and face and stood next to a petite blonde who smiled at me. I applied some more Vaseline to my lips and tidied up the smudges around my eyes. She walked out and I turned to dry my hands and heard the door open again, close and the sound of a lock turning. I spun around and Gabe was leaning back against the door with a big grin on his face.
‘Gabe, what are you doing?’
‘I’m ready for round two.’
My stomach flipped. ‘Here, now, already?’
‘Why not? Aren’t you ready for me?’ he asked as he strode towards me. He swiftly picked me up positioning himself between my legs and dropped me onto his hips. He carried me to the nearest expanse of wall and pushed me back up against it. I gasped, my very own Vin Diesel fantasy, I’d never been happier. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he held me up and kissed me forcefully. I felt sparks firing off below again. I wondered if this was normal, so be so turned on again so quickly. He pushed forwards so that his legs, hips and my back were the only things holding me up as one hand guided its way into me, his fingers probing until he had two nestled up inside me.
‘God you’re so tight,’ he exclaimed again as he gently, but firmly, squeezed a third finger in. I gasped and clenched around them, feeling each one as they pushed in and out in time with his tongue in my mouth. If I hadn’t just peed I might have thought I’d wet myself. I could even hear his fingers move as he retreated and then pushed in again and again, my thighs felt wet and his groans rivalled my own. He made me climax again calling out his name and then he turned, carrying me on his hips over to the sinks and sat me on the counter.
‘Lean back against the mirror, lift your skirt out of the way and put your feet up on the counter top,’ he ordered.
‘Someone might come in.’
‘I’ve locked the door. We’re fine, do it.’
I leaned back and he flipped my skirt back and yanked my feet apart exposing my wet pulsating lips. I was embarrassed this time, this was different. Before we were outside in the dark, here under the soft spotlight I was on display. He could literally see everything and more. I felt so vulnerable and exposed, but incredibly turned on at the same time.
‘You’re blushing, your cheeks are as pink as you are down there. You look so soft and you’re quivering. You’re so horny aren’t you?’
‘Yes,’ I whispered.
‘Do you want me to touch you again, or lick you?’ he asked a combination of amused and horny.
‘Yes.’
‘Which, fingers or tongue?’
I covered my face with my hands, ‘Gabe please I feel so exposed up here.’
He leaned in and pulled my hands from my face and made me look him in the eyes. ‘Fingers or tongue Mia?’
‘Tongue,’ I whispered dying inside. It had been so good when he did it before, I desperately wanted him to do it again.
‘I can’t hear you Mia.’
‘Tongue,’ I said quietly. God this was embarrassing. Did people ever get over this and just go for it unashamed? He leaned down and blew on me and I anchored my fists around my ankles and clenched myself desperately trying to hold myself back from coming again.
‘I still can’t hear you Mia.’
‘Tongue, your tongue,’ I almost yelled. ‘Please.’ I dropped my head
in shame, he must think I was such a slut.
‘God you can’t wait can you? You’re as horny as I am. I can see you twitching and getting wetter by the second.’ He cupped my chin and raised my head again, he had a real thing about eye contact. ‘How badly do you want me to lick you out?’
‘Badly, really badly,’ I whispered.
I was so humiliated and I kept telling myself to get up and walk out, but I couldn’t. I wanted him that much his torture was erotic. What was wrong with me? He nodded and bent down until I could feel his breath and very gently placed his tongue on my perineum, then up around my throbbing hole and moved up to my clit, circling in a figure of eight, it was just ecstasy. Surely actual sex couldn’t be any better than this? This was … sheer bliss.
‘O god yes,’ I moaned as I shamelessly pushed my pelvis towards his face and my hands down on the back of his head grasping his soft hair. ‘Please … harder.’
He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his mouth. His tongue lashed at my swollen clit making me tremble all over, just as I was about to come he pulled back and forced his tongue in and out of me instead. I got wetter by the second, the wetter I got the more he made sounds of appreciation. I was starting not to care now about his ordering me about or my embarrassment, I got it. He was doing it to heighten my reaction, which in turn gave both of us pleasure. He could tell me to fuck myself with my vibrator, in front of him right now and give him a graphic blow by blow account of what I was feeling and I probably would. Anything to keep these sensations or to keep having orgasms like this.
He returned to suck my clit and put a couple of fingers back inside me searching out my g-spot and I screamed in pleasure as he hit it. I looked down and met his gaze. What a sight, half of his face staring up at me from between my thighs, it was too much, he was too much. I needed a minute and I wanted to touch him, the way he’d been touching me.
‘Stop,’ I gasped and pulled his face and hand away as I sat upright and lowered and closed my legs.
‘What’s wrong? Weren’t you enjoying that?’ he asked with a look of concern on his face.
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