by Leila Lacey
He was instantly hard the moment that his hand touched her leg. He was rubbing his fingers over the silk when he suddenly realized that she wasn’t wearing pantyhose like he had thought…oh no, his vixen had worn thigh high stockings and a garter belt.
“Sweet Jesus,” he muttered. He went to stand, not knowing where he was going to drag her off to but just knowing that he had to have her – now.
Angela placed her other hand on his shoulder and kept him seated for just a moment longer. He didn’t realize it but the best surprise was yet to come. She leaned down close to his ear again just when his still chilled fingers found her bare exposed and juicy wet pussy.
She sucked in her breath as his fingers delved in and began to play. His penis thumped against her leg in appreciation to the little mummers and gasps that were coming from Angela’s mouth.
“Oh God, babe, I have to have you now. Where….” Angela placed her finger against his lips.
“I know. I’m going to die unless I can taste your cock soon.” She pulled his fingers away from her pussy and held them up close to her face. His fingers were wet and glistening from her juices.
She leaned down and, using just the tip of her tongue, ran her tongue up his middle finger catching all her own juices. When her tongue got to the top, it circled his finger tip. She then sucked the whole length of his finger into her mouth, maintaining eye contact with Julian the entire time.
Without warning, she turned and walked toward the back of the bar. She turned and glanced back at Julian with ‘come fuck me eyes’. Not waiting, he got up and followed his walking dream into the night.
Hypnotized by the sway of her hips, Julian followed Angela, obvious erection and all, into the back of the bar. In the back of his mind, he was vaguely curious about where they were going but mostly his thoughts were consumed with getting that damn coat off of her.
He’d vaguely noticed when he had walked in, that there was a packed dance floor in the rear of the bar. It was darker, hotter back here. The increase in humidity and temperature combined with the tension racing through his body caused a trickle of sweat to run down his back. The music was slow with deep earthy beats, perfect for what he had in mind.
Angela finally stopped at the edge of the group, her hips starting to gyrate to the rhythm of the music. Grabbing his hands, she pulled him around until his back was almost touching the wall.
She slid her body tightly up to his, both moving to the music now. She slid one hand up his chest, up and around his neck. Using that hand, she pulled herself up closer to his ear and practically purred, “I want you to fuck me here, on the dance floor.”
Noticing the flame that leapt into his eyes gave Angela the courage to do what she did next. Keeping their bodies tightly together, she slid slowly down until her mouth was even with Julian’s hard pulsing arousal.
To anyone else on the dance floor, it would appear that they were merely dancing provocatively, but that was only because, with her back to them, they couldn’t see that she had unzipped his jeans and had hurriedly sucked the head of his cock into her mouth, swirled her tongue around the head, then, just as fast, released it with a wet ‘pop’ and stood up to face him.
The intriguing flicker of heat that had given her courage had now turned hot and dangerous. What was an invitation only moments before was now a threat of what he intended to do to her. Julian was already aroused to the point of pain and for Angela to wrap her sweet mouth around his head had nearly done him in. He intended to return that intense moment of near orgasm to her.
He slid his hands slowly up from her round hips until they circled her waist. He quickly, and a bit forcefully, spun Angela until her back was against his chest. Angela, taken completely unaware, turned to look back at Julian only to have her mouth captured by his. His lips and tongue probing her mouth while his hands roamed her body. She felt totally at his control.
His right hand flattened against her lower body, his left slipping in between the buttons of her coat, anxious to find her breasts. Angela gasped and then moaned into Julian’s mouth when his fingers found and played with her nipples. While still holding and teasing her, he took his right foot to spread her legs further apart. Without any warning, he bent her over slightly and then thrust his large cock into her wet, waiting pussy.
Angela’s senses were assaulted. She couldn’t see anything except massive amounts of stars that blinded her vision. She felt Julian’s large, wide cock stretching her pussy. He just held her at first, swaying with the music, stroking her body, giving them both a moment to adjust to him being inside her.
Then, in synch with the music from the DJ, he moved. His arms were now wrapped around her waist, holding her close, possessing her body and soul. Their bodies moved in opposing rhythms so that he could pull almost all the way out and then reenter her.
Julian could feel her pussy grasping his cock tighter and tighter. He knew that she was getting close to orgasm. He had waited for the first time so that he could hear her scream his name as she lost control in person, but he realized this wasn’t quite the right place.
He increased his pace slightly and slipped one hand up close to her face. She took two of his fingers into her mouth and sucked and licked and moaned while he thrust hard in and out of her drawing out her wetness.
She wrapped her arms around him and dug her nails into his forearms.
“Oh Julian…..I’m, I’m going to-“
“Say it. I want to hear you say it while you cum all over my dick.”
“I…I…”
“Say it, Angela!” Julian whispered into her ear as his fingers slipped under her coat and found her clit.
Angela squeaked a high pitched noise barely audible over the pumping music that drove him insane causing him to come to brink of losing control.
“Please Angie; I need to hear it, now.”
“I need your dick so bad. Please fuck me, Julian!”
Her breathing was increasing to the point that she was panting. Julian felt her pussy convulse and tighten on his cock. He slipped his fingers back into her mouth to quiet her orgasm. She bit down slightly on his fingers as the gigantic orgasm racked her body, but otherwise didn’t make a sound.
He felt an increase in the juices that were coming from her pussy. He let himself go at that moment and joined her in a massive orgasm. He dropped his head down onto her shoulder and let the tremors run their course through his body.
Angela dropped her head back onto his shoulder to let the remainder of her orgasm ride out. Julian moved her hair back from her neck and kissed her tenderly there while they both calmed down, his arms holding them both upright.
Some of the couples surrounding them knew what had just transpired, but chose not to acknowledge or let it appear that they had seen anything.
The music was still pumping as Julian turned Angela back around to face him. He carefully placed his still hard cock back into his pants, then pulled Angela up for a long soul shaking kiss.
“Well, then,” Angela whispered. “Don’t you think we need to talk after that?
“No, your pussy told me all I needed to hear.” Julian said wrapping her in his arms vowing never to let her go.
Table of Contents
Copyright
Dedicated
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
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