well I haven't finished with my lovely arranged mistress but I just had to post this fanfic but I promise to update both fanfics on either Friday or Saturday.I may change the title later but I'm not sure, anyway without further ado, my second fanfic.
Sex with a stranger was a fantasy Erza Scarlet had often thought of in her mind while she lay in bed at night but she never in her wildest dreams would have believed that such an illusion would become reality. she'd always been a good girl who took things slowly with a guy, that was why she had dated her former boyfriend for five months before she was ready to give up her virginity to him, which was a big mistake as he had cheated on her in the end and since then she'd never been tempted to indulge in a one-night stand with any man.
Yet here she was, allowing a gorgeous and not to mention hot pirate she'd met only a few hours ago to lead her away from the bodies of people packed into the night club, all of whom were dressed in various costumes for Halloween. He took her to somewhere more secluded where they could be alone and finally give in to the lust that had been simmering between them since the moment their gazes had met from across the room.
In a club full of scantily clad costumed women, she'd been surprised that he'd singled her out. With a slow, devastatingly sexy smile on his lips, he'd strolled towards her in his dashing, yet sexy pirate costume which consisted of a white cotton shirt that was halfway unbuttoned and gave every woman in the place a glimpse of his well defined chest, black breeches and a royal blue sash cinched his waist. He'd completed the look of a rogue pirate with his tousled blue hair, and a black patch covering his right eye but she could see something like a red scar or tattoo under the eyepatch, his left eye was a piercing shade of brown that made her heart flutter in her chest and raised the awareness of the cat costume that her best friend Lucy had coaxed her into wearing, the sexy costume was completed with four-inch black heels and a choker necklace. Lucy had glammed up her hair and make-up in hopes that Erza could find a guy at the club, Erza was sure that her friend would be thrilled to know her efforts to transform Erza had actually worked and she would have told her if she hadn't been enticed onto the dance floor by a pink haired guy in a dragon costume. He asked her to dance, her mind was yelling no but in the end her body and the amount of alcohol she'd drank won and before she knew it, they were dancing. It didn't take her long to get drawn into the suggestive scene around her and since she didn't know anyone at the club other than Lucy, it was easy to relax and let loose. The next few hours were filled with heated looks and subtle touches between her and her blue haired pirate. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and what started as an instant attraction and flirtation quickly escalated to something hotter, sexier and arousing.
The press of people forced her into close proximity with her pirate, not that she minded, and when she faltered on her two-night heels he caught her around the waist and brought her flush against him, searing her with the heat and strength of his body. That's when everything between them changed. With their hips pressed so intimately together, she could feel the hard length of him and she could see the desire in his one dark brown eye. And it was for her. A reckless thrill raced through her and for what seemed like forever they stared at one another while everyone else continued to dance around them. Then his hungry gaze dropped to her mouth. Breathless with anticipation, her lips parted and she dampened them with her tongue and this seemed to be the only invitation he needed to lower his head and kiss her and she didn't even try to stop him. His lips were warm and soft and persuasive, seducing not only her mouth, but her senses. He deepened the kiss, his tongue tangling sensually with hers, while one of his hands drifted over to the curve of her butt to haul her even closer. A hard thigh slid between hers, and his hips moved against hers in their own private dance and it caused a pulsing, throbbing heat to settle between her legs. She should have been mortified with her behavior in public but she just couldn't bring herself to care. She'd never felt so desirable, had never experienced such an all-consuming sexual need.
And, oh, God, she didn't want it to end. Too soon, he broke their kiss and they were both breathing hard. A silent mutual acknowledgement passed between them, a bold sexual invitation from him, and an easy acceptance from her. He grabbed her hand and took charge and she followed him as he moved through the crowd and the club, knowing that every lustful look, every tempting touch and their deliciously drugging kiss had been building up to what they were about to do. She had expected him to lead her down to the first floor of the club and outside somewhere, but instead he veered towards a door marked "emergency stairwell" and pulled her inside.
The door shut after them, enclosing them in a dim area that was secluded, she had the fleeting thought that he probably did this kind of thing all the time, then immediately shoved the notion from her mind because right now, it didn't matter. Not when she was so turned on and aching for the kind of relief he could provide. It had been a while or to be exact a few years since she had been with a man, and even then the sex had been lukewarm and nothing like the heat that was pooling in her belly and spreading to her limbs. While she had zero experience with one-night stands, she was feeling impulsive and daring enough to let this incredibly handsome guy have his way with her.
Lucy would be so proud of her for finally breaking free of the too-modest values that had been instilled in her from a young age and doing something so outrageous to shake up her dull life. Having sex with a stranger in a darkened stairwell where the risk of getting caught was high was about as scandalous as she'd ever get. With a sinful grin, he pressed her against the cool concrete wall, then framed her face in his hands and locked his lips with hers and replaced every thought in her head with pure pleasure. Like the pirate he was, he plundered the depths of her mouth, using his tongue and teeth in erotic ways that made her moan.
All around her, she could feel the loud pulse of the music rocking the nightclub, an encouraging beat that made thrummed through her body. Determined to make the most of this onetime encounter, she slipped her hands into his unbuttoned shirt, his skin was blazing hot beneath her fingers. Her flattened palms boldly explored the hard, defined contours of his chest, and when her thumb grazed against his erect nipple he released a deep groan of approval that boosted her confidence and gave her a sense of feminine empowerment. As his mouth continued to devour hers, his hands moved too, skimming down her neck and along her shoulders. His fingers moved to her back where the zip of her costume laid and slowly unzipped it and tagged her costume down until it was completely off, then he removed her black strapless bra to reveal her large breasts, instantly his mouth was on her bare breast, sucking hard, his tongue flicked and swirled around her nipple, while his hand massage her other breast. Then she felt his other hand between her widened legs, traveling up to the inside of her thigh until he reached the elastic band of her matching lace panties. He slipped his fingers beneath the already damped silk and stroked with such expertise that she raced quickly towards her orgasm.
Pulling her breast deeper into his mouth, he increased the pressure on her clit, pushed a long finger inside her, and she plunged all ten of her fingers into his silky blue hair, her back arching and her breath hitching in her throat as her entire body convulsed in a shuddering orgasm. Even though he'd just given her an earth-shattering orgasm, she was still anxious to feel him inside her. She fumbled to open the top snap of his pants, then his zipper, to help him along. "hurry, please... just do it". She emphasized her statement by wrapping her fingers around his thick, impressive erection and gave it a squeeze which made the man groan.
"I see you're getting a little impatient", he murmured with an amused chuckle as he pushed her hand away from him and took off her panties and threw them to the ground with the rest of her clothes. Suddenly, she was back against the concrete wall, his hand hitching one of her knees over his hip. Both of his hands dropped to her backside, lifting her higher, until the broad tip of his shaft found her entrance, teasing her with the promise of filling her completely. Instinctively, she locked her ankles around his waist, and gasped in shock as he plunged inside her to the hilt. He was so large that the first thrust was almost painful, but as soon as he began to move, she softened around him and unadulterated pleasure began to vibrate through her in overwhelming waves. The slick length of him sliding in and out of her, the demanding passion of his kisses, all were designed to send her over the edge.
Sex with him was raw and primitive, unleashing an untamed side of her she never knew she possessed. Like a dream, her mind fogged with lust and need, and she gave herself up to what her body was chasing. As soon as she started pulsating around him, he stepped up the pace even more, then released a low, guttural growl as he came too. Long moments passed where they both tried to catch their breath, the he withdrew from her and she unlocked her ankles as he lowered her to the ground. The moment he stepped away from her, reality hit her like a slap in the face, and along with it came a heaping dose of embarrassment she could feel scorching her cheeks. Self-conscious now, she looked away as she quickly wore her underwear and pulled her costume back into place and he also some clothing adjustments of his own. It seemed that now that their mutual itch had been scratched, the both of them are has little to no idea of what to do or how to proceed. Erza was smart enough to know that the sex did not equate to anything beyond this onetime fling, and the last thing she wanted to hear or face was a rejection from this sexy stranger. She refused to feel shame or regret for something that had felt so good, so before he could ruin her fantasy with some kind of lame brush-off line, she decided to leave with her pride intact while she had the chance.
"I've gotta go", she muttered and turned towards the door and pulled it open while he was still buttoning his shirt. The heat and noise from the nightclub hit her like a wall as she stepped back inside and behind her she heard him call urgently, "wait", but she didn't stop. Instead, she continued her escape, pushing through the crowd until the entrance was in sight. As soon as she hit the street, she hailed a cab and once she was on her way back to her place she sent Lucy a text message telling her she had a headache and had gone home. Now that she had time to think rationally, she couldn't believe what she'd done, how impulsive she'd been. Her behavior went against every ladylike lesson she'd ever been taught by her Aunt, and she hoped she hadn't made a fool of herself with how eager she'd been with him. It was a good thing she'd never have to see him again.