Why? That’s the question I’ve been asking myself for a while now. My thoughts are all over the place, and I don’t know what to do about it. When I ask myself that question, I start doubting everything. Lately, things have been feeling a bit heavier for me.
My girlfriends asked me if I wanted to go out for a night of partying, and I said yes, but I don’t have much energy for it. My best friend is with me, and we’re getting ready. She’s doing her makeup, and I’m doing my hair. My blonde curls seem more excited about the night than I am.
When my hair is done, I see my friend styling her long, dark hair. I check my makeup and approve of it. We’ve dressed up pretty sexy. My friend is wearing a tight dress that leaves little to the imagination, paired with long boots and a small heel. I’m wearing a short skirt and a cute top that shows off my curves, along with high-heeled boots. My friend tells me I look good, and I feel a little better.
I get a text that the other girls are outside. We put on our coats and head out. The other girls all look amazing, and it promises to be a fun night. They’ve decided we’ll start at a bar for some drinks, which I think is a good idea because I could use a drink. When we arrive at the bar, we see a group of guys standing outside. They welcome us, and we head inside. We go to the bar and order our drinks.
After a few drinks, some of the girls start dancing to the music. I feel the drinks kicking in, and my hips start moving to the beat. I feel a bit more relaxed. When we finish our drinks, we leave the bar and head to the club to really let loose. At the club, we see the same group of guys again. We start talking to them, and I notice one guy in particular. I feel myself blushing.
He looks at me and also blushes. He comes over, and we start talking. We decide to go inside, and the whole group heads in. Inside, the bass from the music is strong, and I start moving to the beat. We check our coats at the cloakroom and get our numbers so we can pick them up later. Some of the girls order drinks, and we stand at a table in the club. I see a row of shots on the table. We each take one, down them, and I grimace—it wasn’t tasty.
Someone grabs my arm and pulls me onto the dance floor. I look at my friend, and this is our song. The music is loud, and I feel the bass. My friend and I lose ourselves in the music, and I’m no longer aware of my surroundings. I’m one with the music, and I feel the alcohol doing its work. We dance to a few more songs, and I’m handed another shot. It’s the same as before, but the bad taste is gone this time. I down it and head back to the dance floor.
As the music slows down, I’m dancing to the rhythm when I feel hands on my body. Someone is behind me, his hands on my hips, and I keep moving. He gets closer, and I push my hips back against him. When he’s close enough, I lean my head back onto his shoulder, and we move together to the music. My hips grind against him, and I feel him turn his head. He kisses my neck, and I get goosebumps all over. My cheeks flush, and I feel even warmer.
His hands move over my stomach, and I feel him exploring my body. When I lift my head, I see some of the girls making out with guys from the same group. I laugh and turn around to see the cute guy behind me. I look at him and, without thinking, kiss him. He kisses me back, his hands moving down to grab my ass. I laugh against his lips and moan softly, though he can’t hear me over the music.
My hands move over his chest, and I feel his muscles are bigger than I thought. I grab the loops of his jeans and pull him closer. His eyes open wide, and he looks at me intensely. I laugh and kiss him deeply again. After a while, my friend taps me on the shoulder. She’s found a guy and says she’s going with him and will text me later. I nod and wish her luck. The guy I’m with asks if we should leave too. I nod and tell him I need to let the girls know.
The girls know who I’m leaving with, and we head to the cloakroom to get our coats. Outside, I quickly zip up my coat because it’s colder than I thought. He takes my hand and leads me to an alley next to the club, pushing me against the wall. He kisses me deeply, and I feel his hands on my breasts. My nipples harden as he touches them. His mouth moves to my neck, and I tilt my head to give him better access. I moan softly, and my hands explore his body under his shirt.
He growls softly in my ear, and I smile. His hands move from my breasts to my waist, and I feel his hand slide between my legs. A finger runs along my lips, and I realize I’m already wet. He notices and laughs, telling me not to blush. I can tell he enjoys how turned on I am. His finger finds my clit, and my body shudders. I tilt my hips to give him better access and moan softly against his lips as he kisses me.
His fingers slip inside me, and he continues to play with my clit. My body signals that I’m about to come, but he pulls his fingers away, saying, “Not here.” He adjusts my skirt and takes my hand. We walk a bit and stop at a house. I assume he lives here, and we go inside. He leads me to the stairs, and I take the first step. He stops me, lifts my skirt, and kisses my ass. He gives it a light tap, and we continue upstairs.
He opens his bedroom door, and I walk in. There’s a huge bed, and I sit on the edge. He stands in front of me, and I spread my legs. He comes between them and holds my head, kissing me deeply. I lean back onto the bed, and he takes off my boots one by one, kissing my ankles. He works his way up my legs, teasing me as he goes.
I close my eyes and let him take control. When he reaches my thighs, he grabs my ass and kisses them. I spread my legs wider, and he moves up, kissing between them. He unzips my skirt and takes it off, admiring me. I feel a bit self-conscious, but the look in his eyes makes me feel desired. His hands move up my legs and grab my ass again. He licks along my thong, moving it aside, and I feel his warm tongue on my lips.
My clit throbs, and I moan louder. His tongue finds my clit and sucks on it. My eyes close, and I moan loudly. His hands grip my hips, pushing me tighter against his mouth. His tongue pushes inside me, and he growls softly, saying, “You taste as good as you look.” My body reacts to his words, and I push my hips up against his mouth.
He slides his fingers inside me, and I arch my back, lifting off the bed. The pleasure is so intense that I forget everything. My breasts are tight, and my nipples are hard. My lower abdomen feels like it’s about to explode, and he keeps going. My hips move against his hand, and I come.
My body shudders and trembles with pleasure. He moves up and takes my nipple into his mouth, biting it gently. I let out a small gasp. His hand moves back between my legs, and his fingers slide inside me again. His movements become harder and faster, and he continues to bite my nipple.
I come again, my breathing loud and fast. My body trembles even more. He removes his hand and releases my nipple. I sit up and kneel in front of him. He’s also on his knees, and I undo his belt and pants. My hands feel his hard cock through the denim. I pull down his zipper, and his cock springs free. I lick my lips and decide I want him in my mouth. I take him into my mouth, sucking his hard cock and feeling it pulse. I look up at him, and I see something snap in him. His eyes darken, and he grabs my curls, taking control of the rhythm.
He thrusts his cock deep into my mouth, and I keep looking at him. My hands grip his hips as he fucks my mouth hard and deep. I moan, and he suddenly pulls out, pushing me onto my back on the bed. He spreads my legs and positions himself between them. He pushes his hard cock against my entrance and thrusts into me in one motion.
I moan and gasp, the feeling incredible. He sets a steady rhythm, fucking me hard. He leans over, grabbing my breasts and squeezing them. His position allows him to rub against my clit, and I come quickly. He keeps going, and my orgasm lingers. My breathing is heavy, and he continues to thrust.
He lifts my legs onto his shoulders, thrusting even deeper. He spreads my legs and watches as he fucks me. It feels amazing, and his thumb rubs my clit. I’m about to come again, and I moan so loudly it’s almost silent.
My legs fall to the sides, and he pulls out. He turns me onto my knees and thrusts into me again. He grabs my hair, pulling my head back slightly. I gasp loudly, and he releases my hair, gripping my hips instead. He thrusts deep into me, then spanks my ass. I jerk in surprise but enjoy the burning sensation. He spanks me again.
He turns me onto my side, lying behind me, and continues to fuck me. His hands roam over my body, and I can’t do anything but enjoy it. His fingers find my clit again, and he plays with it expertly. I come once more. His hand moves to my breasts, and I feel him about to come. He shudders, filling me with his cum. We move together for a moment, following his rhythm, and I feel him relax.
He gently releases me, and we catch our breath. We agree that I’ll stay the night, and I curl up against him. As I fall asleep, I think to myself that I’m glad I went out tonight.
