This was a little bit of an experiment for me working on how a scene could work without dialogue since that was always what I was accused of focusing too much on. We hope you enjoy.
The music was blasting to near ear splitting levels, laser lights were flashing and the air was hot and humid from the sweating, dancing bodies of the packed club.
One such individual in the throng of tightly pressed club goers that had found a small space on the dance floor to lose herself in the music was the rising pop princess, Tori Vega, wearing an eye catching and tight fitting strapless cocktail dress that came down to mid-thigh and neckline that barely rose higher than her cleavage.
She raised her hands above her head and swayed and gyrated her hips as she wanted to be free and forget about the world and responsibilities for a little bit, especially after the electrifying performance she had given at a club across town earlier in the evening. As her hair flew over her face as she shook it back and forth, her hands lowered and inserted themselves in the brunette locks, feeling each piece of the bass and treble flow through her.
However, she felt that tiny nagging feeling that she shouldn't be too wild—she had the upbringing to be the good and responsible daughter and to maintain her reputation of being a good girl—so she wouldn't get too erotic in her dance moves in the tight dress. She occasionally opened her eyes to keep appraised of her surroundings, not wanting to lose herself too much in the music and be caught unaware of some grabby guy or perhaps girl.
After opening her eyes a few times, she noticed her vision naturally drawn to a handsome young man her age with dark hair and muscular build from what she could tell under his dark dress shirt and tie and matching dark dress pants, who seemed to be keeping a watchful eye on her from the bar. She muttered in her mind in a sultry manner, 'Well, helloooo, handsome…'
As she threw her hips with a little more pronouncement and swayed her body like a wave from her head to toes and lacing her fingers through the right side of her hair and brushing it from the side of her cheek and behind her ear, she stole several more glances at his eyes. Her smile grew when she noticed something different in his eyes than other guys at the club that had gazed and slobbered all over her during the night. There was desire there, no doubt, but there was something more innocent as if he was seeing more than just admiring her beauty.
Tori finally worked up the nerve to make eye contact with the young man she found so gorgeous, throwing a smile his way.
The handsome stranger returned her smile with a raised eyebrow.
She turned her back to him for a moment then looked over her shoulder and tenderly bit into her bottom lip, which pulled a smirk onto his face. She stuck her left elbow out and rubbed her hand down her side, needlessly smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkle and rested her dainty hand on her hip.
His eyes widened then took one last sip from his drink and sat it on the bar then slowly walked to her, slipping through the horde of club goers without missing a step.
Tori turned to face him with a welcoming smile, still swaying with the upbeat club music.
The brown eyed boy returned the smile and stopped just in front of her to join her in dancing.
She attempted to greet him, but he cut her off with a gentle smile and brush over the top of her hand to taking a loose grip. She could feel his strength despite the lazy hold they had on each other's fingers.
They moved closer together, because she felt some almost magnetic attraction to him and he seemed just as drawn to her for his own reasons, which wouldn't be hard to guess.
He placed his other hand on her hip to stay with her while moving the hand he was holding over his shoulder and around to cup the back of his neck. His kept his arms bent and elbow out while he kept his hand palming over her hand.
Tori wanted to greet him again, but his welcoming brown eyes and sweet smile had whatever she was going to say die on her tongue. She was used to bravado in young men's smiles, especially ones that wanted something from her in the carnal nature, but his was just so sweet and wholesome, almost bashful in a sense that he was slightly intimidated by her. It made her feel a bit powerful despite seeing that he was the one with all the strength, a fact confirmed when she felt how gently his hands touched her, as if he could break her with a wrong twitch.
They danced in place, circling one another with his hand firmly on her hip and the other one over her hand clasping his neck. She stepped closer to him, pressing her small chest against his chest, and looking into his piercing eyes. She studied them as she knew he was studying her eyes. She could see an innocent charm about them like he was just a good, old fashioned, boy next door that would have pleased her mother, yet there was a power underneath the veneer that sent a multifaceted shiver through her body.
As they circled one another, Tori's hand moved to play with his tie, then palm over his chest, playing with the button or two. He wasn't idle either as his hand began to slip from her hip to her tight ass, giving it a tentative palming for a moment before retreating, clearly testing her boundaries.
Tori wickedly smiled at him from his gesture and slightly bent her knees, sliding her chest just a bit down his chest, feeling the bit of friction between their clothing against her hardening numbs. She was glad she decided to forgo a bra tonight with her dress to feel the stimulation.
Their respective pelvises moved in opposite directions with the beat of the music, brushing against each other, drawing deeper breaths with each moment of teasing. She could feel him stirring when she ground in just the right way, and her center begin to tingle signaling that she wanted more.
She turned her back on him, teasing that she would walk away from him, but instead stepped backwards to press her back against his muscular chest. She looked over her shoulder to meet his eyes while her arms moved above her and behind his head, holding him in place. She wasn't sure what got into her, but she ground her ass against his crotch.
He groaned in her ear from the contact and moved his hands to cup her hips, slowly moving higher, hanging on to her while her ass continued to gyrate against his pelvis and arouse him.
Tori couldn't believe she was letting this complete stranger feel her up, least long dry humping against him and due to the thin material of her dress and his slack, she could feel she was doing a fine job of working him up. He already felt bigger to her just confined to his pants than her ex was in the open. But what was keeping her in place more than anything were those eyes, as if they stared into her very soul, and they remained focused, looking down into her own beautiful eyes.
Their eyes remained locked as she teased him with her ass and he continued brushing his hands up and down her sides, briefly pausing to let his index fingers brush underneath just under her chest and tease the underside of her breast. She tilted her head just a bit further, ready to steal a kiss from him, but the song faded with another upbeat song picking up right behind it. He removed his hand from her hips and took a step back, much to Tori's disappointment. She was eager to continue their dancing, feeling inexplicably drawn to the handsome young man. She turned to face him for an explanation, but he slipped his hand into her hand. He nodded his head over his left shoulder toward some lone wall and sweetly smiled to her.
The brunette was immediately torn. Her good responsible side wanted to stay put in the safety of the crowd, where some stranger couldn't whisk her off to the back of his van or someplace sinister, while her wild streak wanted to take a chance and let him take her to some dark corner and show her a good time, since he's not nodding his head to any particular table nor the bar.
She gently bit into her lower lip and decided to take a chance, up to a point as she wouldn't leave the establishment with him—'Not yet,' a voice her in her head whispered.
He assuredly smiled to her then began leading her through the club goers until she reached one of the sides of the club that was some cordoned off VIP section with a number of bouncers protecting the entrance. They met two guards and the stranger waved past them as they didn't hesitate to let him past, but instead of stopping by one of the more secluded couches, they continued further back to a hallway and the stranger led her inside the last of the rooms. He closed the door behind them while Tori took in the small room with a long gaze. It was notably quieter but the bass of the pounding music sent nonstop vibrations through the area.
The room was only about a twenty by twenty foot room with leather seating wrapping around the other three walls with various small tables around with a tray of finger food and bottle of wine chilling. He led her by the hand, had her take a seat a couple feet from a corner, and he then took a seat in that corner.
As she looked around the room, arms and legs crossed a bit, he leaned over and pulled her hair behind her ear and kissed it softly. Following a slight shiver, she took a deep breath, surprised by his forward move then realized she was the one that started grinding against him back on the dance floor. If anything, he was being the gentleman and she was being the slutty chick throwing herself at him.
While he continued to gently kiss her ear and cheek, her breathing became heavier and her eyes slowly shut allowing the fantasies of how this tall dark stranger could ravage her to further take hold. His lips moved downward toward her neck, and she found herself, almost on some lust-driven autopilot, sliding over toward him.
As Tori had allowed him to kiss her, her body, on its own accord, slid up right next to him and in a brief pause of his gentle affection, she just looked at him and him at her. She wanted to say something… anything… be it exchanging names or some info or even a compliment or two, but she just couldn't quite find the words no matter how hard she tried—this was all new to her, being silently swept up, dancing seductively, then being taken to a private room, but before she could voice any concerns, he leaned in to kiss her.
The kiss set off fireworks in her chest and in her soul as it was soft and deep, one of those fabled 'filled with sweetness and true romance' kisses. He responded by moving his hands up to cup her face while they deepened the kiss, leaving her caught up in the moment and gently squeezing his legs with her idle hands.
The responsible good girl side of her knew that this wasn't the way it should be- making out with a stranger in major seclusion- and screamed that red flag warning, especially with the heartbreak and humiliation of a few terrible exes, but this—everything leading up to this moment tonight—felt very different. He further deepened the kiss with his teasing tongue that wanted entrance into her mouth and she eagerly matched him, opening her 'pearly gates' for his access. He dropped his left hand and wrapped his arm around her to settle on her side a few inches from her armpit. Her hands moved from his legs and up to his chest where her fingers begin toying between the shirt buttons as she did on the dance floor.
Tori parted her lips and matched his ferocity, eager to French kiss him as she loved the activity. The way his tongue dueled with her tongue, it was becoming quite the pleasurable experience and made her wonder whether he was naturally talented or he had some experience with another lady.
'I wonder if he's this good working on another set of lips…' She surprised herself with the stray lust filled thought, but wasn't opposed to it, perhaps hopeful for this encounter to play out that way. And even further. A few times. Tonight.
While Tori was getting lost in the kissing and her sex starved fantasies, her approving moaning growing deeper and more often, his hand left her cheek and brushed down her swan like neck, across her upper chest and across her left breast. She shivered and mewed into his mouth from the brief contact of his palm over the thin material of her dress. His hand continued downward over her stomach then down her right thigh then back up it until his fingers dipped under the hem of her dress and brushed her cotton covered molten center.
"Ohhh shhhittt…" The singer shuddered in his arm from the contact and he pulled his hand away to rest on her stomach as she pulled her lips away for only a second looking concerned that he would make that strong of a move, but his eyes seemed so trustworthy and she felt so good in his arms- safe even- and with the way that he had made her feel from the moment he touched her on the dancefloor, she was more than willing to let him have his way. She settled back to relax in his arm while he kept eye contact with her and moved his hand down there again, simultaneously nonverbally reassuring her that she will enjoy this, and establishing his sensual dominance with a simple look.
"Pleeease… don't tease me…" Tori innocently looked at him with a delicate bit of her lower lip, but her actions certainly weren't as innocent with opening her legs a little, pushing the hem of her dress up a bit to allow him better access to her center.
The handsome stranger moved his hand from her stomach and brushed her inner left thigh before pulling it a bit more onto his lap so that her knee and lower leg were between his legs.
She took a deep breath at the spread out positioning, feeling so open to him with the thin material of her thong the only thing between his fingers and her flower. She kissed him again showing major nervousness, her hand now moving to his cheek. She felt his left hand holding her side brush up and down, perhaps trying to reassure her while his other hand moved back between her legs and palmed the front of her lacy thong underwear applying pressure to her mound and underneath.
Tori sighed into his mouth from the contact, then moaned again when he delicately started to rub his fingertips over her clothed center. He slowed down his affections, peppering her lips with briefer kisses that hit like bee stings with nothing but pleasure coursing through her veins.
His pressure increased as he rubbed, his thumb and pinky fingers massaging her thigh as she whimpered. This really was all new for her, but his delicate touch—any touch he gave at all really- brought her nothing but desire, and his simple playful kisses slowly began to calm her down and eased her into comfort. Tori grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him deeper, subconsciously beginning to grind against his hand.
They continued their intimate play, him slowing down to perhaps assure her that his intentions towards her sexual nirvana were true—that's how the brunette was taking his actions—while her body demanded more from him. He massaged and rubbed her upper inner thighs and crotch with one hand and holding her close with the other while she gripped his shirt with one, then two, hands, still kissing deeply, tilting his mouth slightly, anxious to experience every angle of his mouth.
His rubbing took the next logical step and slipped inside her underwear and began to directly rub over her very moist and hot lips. She whimpered into his mouth from the greater wave of pleasure rippling through her and attempted to scoot away, in vain, from the attention his hand was bringing her, feeling a little uncomfortable at the sudden skin on skin interaction. Only three guys had ever touched her there, and one of those was her dad when he changed her diapers as a baby, so the fact she would allow a stranger access like that there after only knowing her for less than an hour was insane.
The handsome fellow pulled his lips away and smiled to her, easing any discomfort she could have experienced by pulling his fingers covered with her dew away and offering them to her lips. Her eyes darted between his eyes and fingers, debating to accept the offer, but his welcoming gaze assured her it was alright. She nervously parted her lips for his fingers then wrapped around them, instantly realizing the sweetness and how good her arousal tasted. She wanted more and eagerly took more of his fingers into her mouth, sucking her essence off the digits slowly and intensely.
He gave her a subtle nod of 'good girl' before kissing her again and moving his hand back down to pull her underwear completely aside so that all his fingers could glide across her flower.
She moaned into the kiss but, when he hit just the right spot, she couldn't help shivering and pulled her bubblegum lips away, and buried her face in his neck as his hand rubs deeper and faster against her sex, his middle finger encouraging her hooded nub to appear with each move.
Her pelvis started rolling with his fingers gliding over her lips, trying to get herself to blossom more for him. She wanted to tell him to stop. That the pleasure was just too incredible and overwhelming. How this couldn't compare to her alone fantasy moments during the quiet nights or occasionally long showers where her fingers, no matter how dirty and sexy the fantasy, couldn't set her on edge a tenth of this much. She also wanted to tell him that her body was his and that he could use her however he wanted. But she couldn't bring herself to speak toward either extreme.
She wasn't sure if he could read her mind or perhaps he could feel her trembling in his arms and guessed the cause correctly, but he pulled his hand away to give her a momentary break. She pulled her face away from his neck after peppering it with kisses in order to have some outlet for her building energy.
He brought his fingers back up to her higher, formerly gloss covered, lips, but instead of letting her have a taste of them, he teases her with his damp digits. Instead, just before she could get a mouthful, he licked them off to his great pleasure, then lightly gripped her throat, not in any form of hard or harmful way, and shared a deep kiss with her until he used his hand to gently turn her neck slightly. Tori only felt a moment of fearing somehow knowing in that moment that he wouldn't hurt her, but realizing how easily he could manhandle her if he wanted to made this even hotter. She rolled her head back with his lead as he attacked her vulnerable and exposed throat with deep and soft kisses as his hand moved from it and down her chest.
Her hand joined his hand as they rubbed all over the front of the dress, cupping her breast through the thin material until his hand devoted itself to just massaging around her breast while her hand covered his tightly, as she tacitly encourages him to touch and squeeze her marshmallow-y pillows more. She moaned and ground more against him as it seemed to go on countless minutes. She wanted little more than for the strong young man to pull it down and let him touch her peaks that were aching from arousal.
However, apparently that wasn't in the cards for the moment as he moved his hand off her chest and down to her stomach. One of her hands that had been absently massaging his right leg moved upward until she was hovering her palm over his crotch where she could feel the growing member inside his pants, seeing a faint outline that was more than impressive.
He cut off any plans she had by pulling her side with his left hand that had been holding her waist, turning her away from him before surprising her by lifting her onto his lap. She let out a squeak of surprise then sighed when his mouth began peppering the back of her neck while his hands wrap around her waist. She went limp for him, momentarily willing to allow him to position her body however he wanted her, knowing she was in good hands regardless.
However, her hands soon moved over his hands as both sets began to move up and down her body, cupping both her breasts through the thin dress and going as low as her inner thighs. After a few minutes, her hands moved from his and while one moved up to reach back toward his head, the other stretched out to the side to support the angle, leaning her head and shoulders back to kiss him. His hands remained at her center and as they kissed, one hand pulled her underwear out of the way, completely stretching and possibly tearing them, while the other goes back to work rubbing her exposed lips causing her to moan deeply into the kiss. With her panties no longer a legitimate barrier, his other hand moves up to rub her braless breast through the dress, coaxing the hardening nipple to show its location and density through the material.
Tori whimpered into his mouth, feeling amazing at being so completely helpless in his lap, with his tactile treatment of all her erogenous areas, his touch growing more intense by the moment as his hands seemed to be everywhere she wanted and needed them at once. He seemed so hungry for more, especially his ravenous kisses that put her in a state of nirvana… headed for a notable orgasm very soon.
She moaned louder and deeper into their kisses, signaling an approach she could no longer fight even if she wanted to. She regretfully tore her lips away from his lips and looked into his eyes, begging for mercy/permission to finish, gripping his head tighter.
The handsome fellow simply responded with a playful smile, happy that she was experiencing such pleasure, and increased his attention, causing her mouth to twist into a silent scream, quivering in his arms as he continues stroking her outer lips and clit and running his thumb over her clothed peak. This well earned orgasm set her skin on fire and she couldn't help shaking further as she came, her mind going to static for a few seconds to get her head together.
He felt a new warm release on his fingers and at that moment, he shoved his middle finger inside her, to the second knuckle, causing her to buck with ecstasy, screaming into his now eager mouth. Tori couldn't get over how even his finger seemed like it was a tight fit for her love tunnel. It had been a little while since she last… but the way he held and kissed and touched her made her feel like a virgin all over again.
Their kisses grew deeper as he fingers her faster, moving slightly deeper every so often and added his ring finger. He was gentle with the manual penetration, but kept a steady pace so she couldn't quite recover at any point. She opened her mouth to moan again, on the verge of screaming out that he was going to make her come, when he surprised her and pulled his fingers from inside her soaked snatch and placed his middle one on her nearly hanging tongue. Her eyes widened at her own taste, and looked deep into his eyes as her mouth quickly closed around it craving it like a desperately thirsty girl, eyes fluttering from the flavor of her release as she sucked it clean. He pulled it back out and she opened for the other one, but he suckled his ring finger, looking into her eyes to show that while he was all about pleasing her, he was the one in charge of this adventure, causing her to softly whimper at the missed opportunity, and subtle dominant move.
He sweetly smiled to her and she took it as a mild apology for selfishness, to say that he was only teasing her. She showed her uncountable forgiveness by latching her lips onto his mouth once it was free of his finger, moaning into it for more of his affection. She pulled his head into her face to kiss him even more passionately, losing all control to her fiery lust as her other hand moved between her legs, and his, to run her fingers along his covered shaft, moaning into his mouth at the touch of his semi-stiff shaft.
God, he's so big, she thought to herself, stroking the material further, feeling slight groans and moans from her target, feeling good that she could return the favor. I cannot wait to see and feel this thing…
He disconnected and gave her an encouraging glance and she hopped off his lap, instantly understanding what he wanted from her, and took her original seat close next to him and resumed kissing him while her hand toyed with his belt, wasting no time undoing it, even though sex in a public place was almost completely foreign to her.
His hand wrapped around her once more and held her in place as he massaged all over her chest, but as much as she enjoyed and secretly appreciated his willingness to give her pleasure, she wanted to show him how much she appreciated this, and more importantly, how badly she wanted him. The singer gave him a sly look and pushed on his chest to have him release her.
Once freed, she focused on her prize, opening his pants and boxers and fishing his nearly fully erect member from its confines. She mentally froze at his size and girth—it wasn't some absurd size, but it was definitely larger than what she expected the average male to possess and the idea that, unless something drastic happened, this would soon be inside her made her all the more eager to service him.
Tori wiggled her body backwards to her knees on the cushion, kissing his lips once more as her hand stroked it—causing him to groan into her mouth from her gentle touch, getting a good feel for the rod. While she eagerly attended to him with an impromptu handjob, he repositioned himself so that his pants and boxers would simply slide down his legs to pool at his ankles. Once free of the restrictive clothing, he moved his tie out of the way as she lowered herself completely, going face first into his member and running her tongue from his heavy, no doubt full, balls up the shaft to the underside of the thick mushroom head before enveloping the crown in her mouth. She suckled the head for a few moments, savoring the precum that had developed, loving the new taste and eager for the real thing, before licking all over his shaft once more, getting it wet so she could stroke its base while she sucked the top part of his shaft. She'd never really gone down on a guy, and nothing like this, but her lust put her body on autopilot. All those dark moments of shameful porn surfing when she was lonely and horny were now paying off and she just pulled from memory.
While Tori eagerly got into servicing this stranger, her ass stuck up higher and the stranger took the opportunity to lean forward, his abs touching the crown of her head, pushing it down slightly, and hooking his fingers over the hem of her already high ridden-up dress. He leaned back to get comfortable back in his seat and pulled the material up a couple of inches above her unseen navel in the process, to reveal her perfect tanned ass, bisected by thin fabric.
While he was exposing her fine bronze and tight ass, his groans and moans were happily filling Tori's ears while savoring the warm and wet mouth of the singer. He reached back out with one hand to squeeze and knead her tanned cheeks. His other hand moved to her head, brushing her hair off her left cheek and over to the other side to get a good look of her face before gently holding her hair from her face while she bobbed her head up and down moaning her appreciation for his consideration.
As she took more of his length into her mouth and throat, he lightly spanked and rubbed her bare cheeks, which caused her to whimper around the filling meat, making her more willing to go further. She pulled her head back to breathe, leaving a small trail of spit as she moaned against the tool, stroking it as her lover's hand guided her face and knead her ass respectively. She resumed blowing him, so zealously, stroking fast and sucking hard, hoping he'd come.
I'm acting like such a slut, she thought to herself, I just met him and now I want him to do all these crude things to me. Tori never really serviced her ex like this, least long letting him finish in her mouth, concerned and afraid about the taste, but once again she instantly felt different with this guy. She didn't just want to taste him… she wanted him to fill her mouth and shoot what she imagined was a thick and creamy load down her narrow throat.
However, it was taking longer than she expected and after a while, she felt a gentle felt a tug on her head, just enough to get her attention and not hurt her. She pulled off and looked up at him with a curious gaze, almost apologetic in case she'd done something wrong, while she continued stroking. His hand pulled her head up to his and surprised her with a kiss with both his hands moving to cup her cheeks.
Tori whimpered and closed her eyes, touched that he was willing to kiss her after where her mouth had just been and wanting to be so intimate. It showed that this was not a guy solely interested in 'pumping and dumping' her.
He broke their lip lock and turned her towards the corner, gently pushing her until she was lying back with her head to mid-back against the cushion wall while the rest of her was on the seat. With a single look from him, she knew what he wanted from her next and it absolutely thrilled her.
She nervously and sexily bit her lip as she gripped the edges of her thong and slipped it down her legs, capturing the soaked garment in her right hand while her left pulled some hair over her ear as she peered into his eyes, biting her shaking lips as her body slid down until only her head was against the cushioned wall, pouting her lips seductively as she spread her legs apart showing all of herself to him. She dropped her thong to the floor and licked her own fingers and palm and began slowly rubbing herself as he watched her, showing an animalistic hunger. She rubbed further, realizing that she was on display for his attention, inserting a finger as she bit her lip, running her free hand up the wall and then down her chest to squeeze her breast once more, impatient for him to make a move but feeling so incredible being such an exhibitionist.
After working herself up and her nerve, she reached out and gripped his hand with her free one, and placed it underneath her on her ass as she raised her abdomen higher for better display of her sex. Too slow for her, but he finally began moving his face closer as he kneaded her ass with one hand until, just as her busy fingers moved up to her mouth, his mouth made contact with her sex and his tongue slid over the delicious flower, his eyes staying locked on hers.
Tori sighed and rolled her eyes back with his gentle brushing of the flat of his tongue over her outer lips, just teasing her a bit and getting a satisfying taste of her honey.
After what she thought was sufficient teasing of her outer lips, she lowered her higher hand and moved to the back of his head, lightly applying pressure for him to keep going, and to go deeper, not wanting to miss her chance of being on the receiving end of a nice tongue lashing. His long and thick tongue pressed against her molten opening, pushing itself inside, causing her to quiver is his grasp.
Tori raised her dress a bit higher to her upper chest revealing her soft mounds topped with incredibly hardened chocolate peaks. Both her hands gripped her naked chest tight, throwing her head back and squeezing herself tighter as his tongue pushed further, his hand deeply massaging her pubic mound, causing her to moan loader and her back to arch. Her hands couldn't stop shaking as one moved back and forth kneading each breast while the other slipped into her hair, pulling it for some other feeling to distract from the incredible oral already sending her to yet another mind melting orgasm.
He must have sensed the tension in her muscles that his attention was becoming too much for her to handle, so he pulled out a bit and gave long slow licks against her opening and up to her exposed button before moving to softly kiss her inner thigh which set her even more on edge because it was a whole new league of teasing.
'Please don't tease me…' she mentally begged as mews and moans escaped past her lips for him to resume his oral, but he looked up, giving her a powerful glare reminds her who's in charge in this moment—yet there was a glint in his eyes that promised her that her patience would be richly rewarded. He kissed deeper and deeper against her thigh and leg as he raised her limb upwards, kissing and massaging all over it until he hit her shoe. Moving his hand back down, he slid his body toward and behind hers, keeping a hand on her thigh and her leg raised up.
He spooned with her and she craned her head and right arm back to hold him while kissing him while his lower head rubbed against her swollen and stimulated nether lips, causing her to moan further, which were stifled by his powerful kisses. Withdrawing his face slightly and keeping eye contact, he licked his leg holding palm and lowered it down her body until he was once again rubbing up and down against her outer sex as she stared into his eyes, feeling so adored, and also overpowered. She bit her bottom lip and stared back, trying to stifle her cries for his mercy. His eyes blazed with a burning desire, and a nonverbal claim over her body that she was more than willing to hand over to him.
She saw in his eyes that he was asking for her permission and if she would be offering anything but. She nodded, unable to hold back her dueling fear and excitement, as she wriggled and ground against his waiting battering ram. Her stare slowly turned from fear to untamed lust as he continued to just tease her, licking his palm every minute or so, and she was practically begging him silently to ravage her. As the swollen head would move a bit lower toward her rosebud, she found herself willing to give him her virgin ass if he would just put an end to the anticipation.
After what felt like an eternity for her, he gripped his base tightly and pushed it against her tight pink hole that ached to encompass him. His face grimaced a bit more in pleasure when it took a little more pressure than what he seemed to be expecting but made the look on his face and the groan ripped from his lips, as his thick head pushed inside to stretch her, all the more satisfying.
Tori's eyes clenched tightly shut as if tightening around the eyes would give her more room to stretch between her legs. Her one and only coital partner hadn't 'measured' up at all, and this was something wholly different- like he wasn't even the same species as… whatever his name was… it escaped her at the moment as she was slowly filled and stretched causing her to throw her head back on his shoulder, thrust her perky chest out and vision to turn white, feeling more pleasure than any late night masturbation session could manage with even the dirtiest fantasy.
Tori felt a shiver of even greater ecstasy when he would grunt and seem worried that he'd even fit, which made her proud that he was experiencing something new with her body as well. He just kept going, slowly impaling her, feeling like her organs would be displaced by this point, but as he kissed her shaking lips, she could hardly care about stuff like that.
Once he felt he had gone far enough, his hand moved back to her thigh, keeping that leg up high while his other hand reached around to grip her hair tightly, not to hurt her, but to clearly establish that she was at his mercy as if she needed a reminder. Sparing another glance to also remind her who was in charge of giving her pleasure, he pulled back slowly before pushing himself back up inside her, sheathing slightly deeper with each thrust he made as her eyes started rolling back and her lips stretched into a scream that he swallowed, suckling her bottom lip as he began to increase his pace.
Eventually both her hands moved beside her hand to press against the cushioned wall as she was fucked further and further against it, her small breasts jiggling and those hard nipples dancing. She was scared to look down, but eventually worked up the nerve to see his massive rod, glistening with her juices, pound her barely used cunt, causing her toned tummy to show slight distention as he moved deeper. Her mouth fell agape as his pace increased tenfold and it felt like his cock was hitting her cervix like a speed bag.
Tori couldn't find the words or anything to reasonably grab except her own breasts, reddened with her own handprints as her body suddenly convulsed against his mighty thrusts and unexpectedly coming hard around his thrusting member so soon, but its constrictions were useless against the fast moving and slick, shaft pumping her stretched hole. His hand from her hair wrapped around and covered her mouth as she screamed into it, the orgasm lasting longer than she thought possible, unable to come down.
The handsome stranger finally slowed down then fully withdrew himself without warning and moved his hand down to rub her lips and clit, coaxing her release to coat his fingers, and once it did, he stroked his rock hardness with it before bringing the hand to her mouth.
As he distracted her by sucking off her release from her fingers, he pushed back inside. He gave her nearly a minute more of thrusting and his pelvis smacking her tight ass and sending ripples through her before he could see that her raised leg was beginning to hurt. Putting his other hand on the other side of her waist, he effortlessly rolled onto his back lifted her back onto his lap, facing away from him, keeping most of himself inside her. With one leg on his other side and the other planted on the ground now, she used her legs to lift and lower herself onto his impaling piece. The position was new for her, but as she looked over her shoulder to stare intently into his eyes, she felt comfortable to make these new movements.
Tori managed to lift herself until only his head remained than bit her lip as she allowed herself to come down fast, filling her up completely, annihilating her ability to function, but her body eagerly set up to do the same thing over and over again. Finally ready to do some of the work himself, he planted his heels against the couch cushion and began to meet her impalements with his own thrusts, leading to forceful bangs deep inside her.
The moans he was able to rip from her throat from his powerful fulfillment over and over grew louder and more guttural, encouraging him to keep it up. Once she had her wits back she leaned backwards to lie across his chest and wrapped her hand around his head, turning her face to him to kiss him deeply as she gave her part in the action up to his thrusts. She moved her free hand to her exposed clit to play with it, knowing her next mind numbing release was just around the corner. His strong hands reached around her body to cup her breast, squeezing the diamond hard nub between his middle and ring lower knuckles.
Tori struggled to breathe against the three pronged attack as he relentlessly pounded into her, mauling her chest and his mouth enveloping her every sound. As she pulled back, she saw in his eyes a bit of concern for her comfort and she simply nodded, dragging her teeth across her bottom, now swollen, lip, gyrating against him more showing she just needed him to finish her off if he really wanted to end her 'suffering'.
The handsome and concerned stranger captured her lips in a sweet and sensual kiss, a stark contrast with his mauling hand, her rapidly fingering clit, and his quick and targeted thrusts. And in less than another minute, she abruptly froze, her muscles seizing up and clamping around his thrusting manhood—which he slowed to a crawl in bucking then eventually to a stop, keeping a little over half of himself in her tight confines. She whimpered and moaned uncontrollably into his mouth as a smaller explosion went off inside her and rippled her pleasure to every corner of her body. It wasn't as strong as the last one and eased up quicker, but it wasn't any less moving with his tender affections, and dare she say, love.
The musically talented brunette slumped against him, letting herself bathe in her afterglow, feeling safe in this man's arms and hands lovingly roaming over her tight and sweaty body.
She wasn't sure how long they stayed that way, just enjoying each other's presence, but reality soon reasserted itself in Tori's mind as she still felt his thick manhood pushing back in to sheathe himself in her snug warmth, stretching out her tight opening. Her mind was no longer scared- fearful that he would pound her so hard she couldn't walk- but now embraced those dark and dirty voices, internally screaming for him to make sure she couldn't walk when he was done with her. All the more reason he could carry me, she smirked to herself. As she thought about his long, thick piercing rock hard meat, her imagination and desire flared up, wanting to have him in another orifice again.
She caught a few more breaths then hastily climbed off of him, desperate for his, and her, taste. She sunk down on her hands and knees once again and took a firm hold of his thighs and in a surprise show of strength, pulled him enough to signal she wanted him to sit up.
He relinquished to her desire and sat up, resting his back against the cushioned backrest and she parting her lips to take his thick and shiny cock head into her mouth. She wasted no time bobbing her head up and down as she stroked the rest, hoping that he'd finally come as well, and she could have a reward from this stranger.
She moaned and savored the salty, but sweet and tangy taste in her mouth, losing herself in sucking his cock, like she was just some hooker desperate to please her John. The sweet and usually innocent Latina now feeling like she could easily become addicted- much like she already felt a nonstop craving for his touch, taste, and of course his cock- to tasting their mixture, smelling their musk, and that it's the only thing that mattered as her brain was laser focused.
His hands moved to her head, holding her hair up, and to encourage her, now more primal as he applied some pressure, coaching her to take more of him and to stay down, as he slipped into her narrow throat, even longer.
She coughed a bit as his mushroom head slipped into her constricting throat, but she clenched her watering eyes shut and accepted the intrusion. She tightened her muscles from years of singing, sending a new ripple of pleasure down his shaft to his aching balls. Through the roar of her own heartbeat pounding in her ears as she's momentarily cut off from oxygen, she can hear his low rumbling groans that pleased her to no end. His pleasure, in that moment was all that mattered to her and she felt worthy of his love when she could make him make those noises.
Tori pulled back enough to withdraw his crown from her throat and allowed her to suck in air through her nose because she wasn't going to let go of this prime meat in her mouth. She sucked and bobbed and swirled her tongue all around his shaft while her hands stroked his base that she couldn't orally reach and massaged his balls.
She was giving it all she had and he was responding by squirming in his seat and digging his fingers over the end of the seat cushion, but he was still holding on to his release.
'My God, why won't you cum?' she shouted in her head, unsure if she was praying to her God or the man she was worshiping on her knees with her mouth. She was momentarily terrified and ecstatic that he had such staying power. Her ex would have already blown at least twice from all the attention she had giving this handsome and muscular stranger with her both her pussy and mouth.
She eventually decided to switch up tactics and worked her mouth down to the heavy orbs and vacuumed each one into her mouth. This was something, once more, she had never even imagined doing for her ex, but she happily sucked up his walnut sized ball into her cheek, massaging it with her eager tongue. Moaning as he grunted his approval and appreciation, and swapping every few seconds while jerking him so rapidly Tori threatened to snap her own wrist to get what these mighty nuts were churning, before licking him like candy back up to sucking his head once more.
Tori thought she was getting somewhere with his sounds and increased bucking into her mouth, but he lifted her head by her hair, not quite roughly, and pulled her mouth off of his shaft, drool hanging from her lips, strings of spit attached to his crown.
The lithe bodied singer only had a moment to look up at him in curiosity before he pulled her up to sit on his lap once more, now facing him. Their eyes seemed like they could focus on little else besides the other's, staring at him with unspoken affection and desire, but the look he gave her showed that perhaps words weren't necessary. She realized in an instant what he wanted, so she grabbed his cock and steadied it so she could lower herself, feeling even more turned on as she watched stretch her out, causing slight distension as his impaling pushed his cock deeper, making her eyes lose focus and her boy quiver in ecstasy.
They groaned and moaned in harmony as, once Tori felt she was capable of moving, she placed her knees on each outer side of his thighs and lowered herself completely once more, now in perfect riding position. She looked down at their joined sexes and shudders from the sight and instinctively grinds herself against him with being filled once more. This doesn't just feel good, she thought to herself, this feels right. This is exactly where I belong… and who I belong with.
Once she got over the initial wave of euphoria, she lifted herself up and started to gently ride him with each bucking cycle making the penetration a little easier and easier as he began to meet her bounces with his thrusts. His hands gripped her sides as he picked up his thrusts at a harder and faster pace upwards than her downward slaps. She gripped the wall above behind him for support as she looked into his lust filled eyes. She knows she looks a mess as her hair is a mess, covering her face as her jiggling body is rocked and rocketed toward oblivion once more.
His hands moved further downward and gripped her perfect ass cheeks as he pistoned his shaft into her over and over like a high performance car's engine cycling, slapping the bronze cheeks every so often, eliciting a screech and a sexy lip bite from the aspiring pop star. Her mouth was repeatedly frozen in breathless screams, as he did not slow down, surrendering her body to be his far from hapless fuckdoll. She was not sure how much time passed as he simply used her for is pleasure as all she could perceive was his grip of her ass getting tighter the harder he went and she began to white out from the pleasure knowing that this nameless man was making her feel dangerous. So much so that she was not even scared that he was putting her on a rocketing journey, heading toward a 'wall' at 500mph.
She only lasted a few more seconds before her body convulsed as her face pressed against the cushioned wall, mouth wide open, drooling a bit once more, as her extremely strong orgasm hit like lightning, electrifying every nerve in her nubile body. Her release dragged and dragged to completion as he would not stop striking deep inside her as he was no doubt bruising her cervix which was an issue she'd worry about later because now her body was his.
In the primal part of her mind that had existed since humanity's existence, she silently screamed out, wanting to be his and his only.
After several mildly excruciating and majorly pleasurable seconds—or were they minutes...hours… days… lifetimes, even—her release finally dissipated and she collapsed onto him, her perky breasts and oversensitive nipples scrapping against his muscular chest as she heaved desperately for breath.
In the meantime, he had stopped thrusting to give her a chance to recover, but that wasn't to last long as he gave her a bit of a swat on her tush to grab her attention. She lifted her tired head off his shoulder and met his warm, and quite powerful eyes, seeing a look that told her it was her turn to take over.
Tori took another breath then rallied a second or third wind, she had lost count and pushed up with her knees and settled herself onto his lap then repeated the process, going a little faster than she had managed by herself before, then again a bit faster than the last time using one hand on the wall and one hand on his chest for balance. In no time, she was she was an expert at the rodeo, gyrating and grinding, giving her all to him desperate for him to cum. At one point in her riding, she looked over her shoulder to see the way her ass bounced on his cock and realized what a fine ass she had and that it looked perfect rebounding off his heavy, now sufficiently saliva-coated, balls.
She looked back to him and met his lustful yet caring eyes as he seemed to be an open book. He was, of course, getting tremendous pleasure from her warm vice squeezing him and sheathing into her with each bounce, but he wanted her to reach ecstasy again. She had lost count how many times he had made her cum, and realizing that was his intention, emotionally moved her and helped build to yet another release, a bit slower this time as she was approaching sensory overload of her own making.
He must of have sensed that she wasn't climbing that cliff as easily as last time, so he suddenly pulled her off his lap with a firm grip on her ass and brought her upwards while he scooted his body downward until the seat supported his back with his feet firmly planted on the floor and her dripping and swollen sex was over his face.
She yelped in surprise at the sudden emptiness and shifting in his position that quickly was overtaken with a deep moan when he began devouring her, placing both hands on her ass once more to push her abdomen practically into his mouth, no longer teasing like his last oral act and serviced her from a point of pure hunger for her innermost nectar. He would suck, lick, and thrust his tongue in every nook and cranny to gather it all up.
She leaned against the wall for support, thrusting herself against his hungry mouth, just as eager to feed him as he seemed to be to taste it all, Realizing that while it was cute and accentuated all her curves, it was more hindrance than anything else at this point, she finally took her dress that had bunched around her midsection off and threw it to the floor. Now wearing nothing but heels, she found a second wind to really grind against his face, leaning back a bit and using both hands to grip her marshmallow-y breasts, and with the way he was hitting all her spots, she knew she would have her fourth release of the night in no time at all.
Ever the psychic when it came to her body's pleasure, as soon as she felt she was going to cross that line, this perfect stranger withdrew, and carefully lowered her back onto the seat, laying her flat, where her legs naturally spread and she gripped a breast and fingered herself, needing to maintain stimulation more than breathing at this point, and shivering with anticipation of him fucking her once more.
The handsome brown eyed stranger got up on his knees, his shimmering cock standing proudly out and glistening, making her finger herself a little more eagerly. It was crazy that seeing it, feeling it, and tasting it all exhibited very different, but no less powerful desires from her very core. Gripping her hips, he pulled her in one swift motion, pulling her abdomen a bit upwards, teasing wet petals with his cockhead before pushing as much as he could inside in one stroke.
FUUUUCK… He's going to break me! Tori cried out in her mind, never wanting to give off the feeling to her lover that she couldn't, or wouldn't, let him have his way with her. She whimpered with clenched eyes, her still tight pussy suddenly stretching once more to accommodate him again. She opened her eyes and stared up at him as he was now moving slowly, putting real passion and care into his push and pull movements and she tried to keep her head, trying not to fall in love with this nameless handsome man- a fool's errand at this point, she knew- as he made her feel safer and more loved in one night with just looks and touches than 'what's his name' did in however long they were together. She laughed to herself at how little the pathetic loser mattered, and how little she actually could recall about him in the presence of this… god.
Propping herself up on her hands and wrapping her legs around his waist, she ground against him, showing she was ready and willing for him to step it up. Using one hand, he cupped her head and kissed her deeply as he got faster and more intense. Eventually, her head lay back on the cushioned seat with his face over hers, looking into her eyes as he pistoned nonstop, never looking away for even a second as the intensity grew to incalculable levels. She swooned a bit as he smirked from seeing her face contort in pleasure, knowing that he was going to fuck her to absolute exhaustion. He bit his lip and she understood that he was getting close as well so she pulled him into a kiss and wriggled from his hold.
He didn't hesitate from withdrawing and free her from his dominating position, allowing her to move to her hands and knees with her ass facing him. The way she looked back at him and saw that he may have felt the same deep things she did for him made this moment even more magical. She playfully shook her ass at him, looking back and biting her lip. She knew her ass is her best physical feature, something that some of her consultants in the music industry suggested that she take better advantage of using, but unlike that talentless twig from the AMA's, she wasn't going to let her body be her only selling point.
He got back up on his knees then leaned forward, grabbing her cheeks to pull apart, and flicked his tongue around and over her puckered virgin ring then pressed the tip of his tongue softly against it.
Tori's eyes shot opened and huffed out in surprise from the strange intrusion. Her ex was hesitant in giving her any oral, let alone playing with her back entrance and she had never even dipped her fingers down to tease herself. She decided to just go with it and see how it felt, which so far was surprising in the best and worst ways. She whimpered and squirmed from the teasing, sending a strange yet pleasurable shiver through her and realizing how much she had been missing out on with such simple stimulation.
After bathing her hole and seeing that it was opening and closing ever so slightly in time with her heartbeat, he sat up and took his member in hand, moving behind her. His thick head moved to the completely virgin hole and teased it a little.
She looked back at him with a fearful gaze and audibly wincing at the idea of him using her asshole, and bit her lip in fear, hoping that he'll change his mind, but accepting of his intrusion if he wanted to take her anal cherry. He had done so much so fast and made her feel things she never thought possible. He had earned something special from her and while it scared her more than anything at this moment, Tori knew that her body was in the best hands possible.
He saw and heard her reaction and immediately pulled his member away and leaned over her, pressing his chest against her back while his arms paralleled her arms holding her up and gave her a number of kisses on her cheek.
She turned her head slightly to meet his eyes, an apologetic expression written all over his face as if he had crossed a line. She realized that she was the one that may have sent him the wrong signal with her ass wiggle. She peppered his lips with soft kisses and gave him a doe eyed look, apologizing to him, signaling that while she desperately wanted him to be the one to do it, she wasn't ready for that type of sex.
Their mutually apologizing gazes turned into a quick, but gentle exchanged affection as if they were just sweethearts bashfully kissing each other for the first time.
The stranger pulled his lips away first and sat back up, taking his base in a tight grip to line back up with her flower then thrust his entire length deep inside her, pushing her forward onto her face. She groaned into the cushion, the pressure overwhelming her for a moment with the new angle. She reached back and tried to pull her ass apart so that his entry could be easier. The new angle was great for her lover as he rubbed her back and grips her side, pounding against her soft, jiggling ass. He eventually puts his hand over her reaching wrist, and then used the other to grab her supporting arm, holding her arms behind her as he picked up his thrusting, making it clear that his mission was simple- to fuck her hard and fast and so well that she'd be a sweaty, sticky, mindless mess by the end. And by the way her body shook and shivered from the way he hit each and every nerve at this angle, she knew that being little more than flesh jelly was inevitable… and exciting.
He carried on this way for a bit, apparently loving the power of controlling the speed and power of this position that, despite leaving her at his absolute mercy, satisfied them both. Clearly able to tell that she got off on his strength to manhandle her however he saw fit, he then released her arms slightly, hands sliding up until they were now gripping her wrists to use like reins as he continued on racing to their mutual release.
The dark haired young man grunted and groaned louder through his gritted teeth, the rumbling in his gut slowly getting to him, feeling that a pressure valve was about to bust. Tori screamed and gasped as the air knocked out of her lungs every other second, with each smack of his pelvis against her ass, his balls swinging and slapping her engorged and overworked little love button.
Tori's eyes start to roll back and the tip of her tongue hanging, the sheer pleasure starting to over-fog her mind and shut down her higher brain functions. Her mind started chanting in a mantra to help her keep going just a bit longer, "Don't pass out, don't pass out, please God, don't let me pass out…"
She could feel herself at the grey edge of losing consciousness and the brink of a mind blowing release—each racing the other to see which would happen first, but abruptly he slowed down his thrusting and the loosened his grip. He carefully lowered her, allowing her to get her hands underneath herself to brace her palms on the leather seat, her wobbly arms barely supporting even her lithe frame. Her breath was heaving as her loose hair covered half her smiling face with some matting to her forehead.
The stranger's hands moved down her back, gently scratching it for a new sensation before he tightly gripped her hips and picked up the pace.
The momentary lull counted for nothing in the raging fire in her gut that wanted to explode as he resumed his hard and fast thrusts. She breathlessly looked back, knowing she was less than a minute away at the pace he picked back up, gazing at his taunt muscles, with little droplets of sweat shimmering, and the defined proven strong muscles of his arms, chest and abs that were all glistening a bit, indicating that he was getting as much of a workout as she was experiencing.
Her eyes traveled up and met his eyes, seeing that he was at his last leg and ready to finally tumble off that cliff with her—how could he last so damn long—but deep apprehension in them. She took a moment to figure out the change in his confident gaze then realized that he was asking where his long awaited release should go.
Tori didn't hesitate, too caught up in the lust and something deeper forming between them to think about the possible repercussions of him finishing that way, and ground herself more onto him to sink him a faction more into her and biting her lip with a nod, signaling that he didn't need to move to have his release.
He looked startled for a brief second then assured with her answer, he used all his strength to grip her hips with one hand, thrusting as hard and fast as he could, while his other middle finger went to work toying with her clit.
Tori's already near numb arms finally gave out and she was forced to lean down and support herself with her forearms. She huffed, desperate for breath as the sensation with his pounding was overwhelming her mind and body for a second time, now without anything stopping them from reaching that height of pleasure.
The feeling in her gut exploded, setting all her nerves on fire and muscles tensing and relaxing in rapid succession. Her body jerks and shudders as if she was having a seizure—in many ways she was having a seizure—and grinds back against him while he held tightly not to let her get away or fall off the couch.
She opened her eyes, but instead of seeing the dark colored decorated and lightly lit room, she saw the rainbow spectrum starting from red and ending in blue then starting all over again.
The handsome stranger's fingers dug into her hips as the last of his composure failed from the velvet vice and willingly gave into his primal need and fired deep inside her.
Tori's voice returned and cried out with a strained, struggling and loud whimper as shot after shot painted her insides white, filling and warming her up from the inside. It was a wholly new feeling, having her insides invaded so thoroughly by a heavy liquid, covering her inner walls, still firing, pressed hard against her cervix. Her mind and body were working almost entirely on autopilot, but as she felt his release, she had an overwhelming urge in wanting to taste his sweet and salty jizz she'd only been able to sample from his pre-release.
As her release began to taper off and she could feel something other than the mind blowing euphoria and his body against her, she felt the thickness and warmth was such a strange, almost alien feeling inside her love canal that she had never experienced. The few times she was with her ex, she never allowed him to go bareback and he certainly never got to come inside her even wrapped in a condom.
However, this man had made her weak with her desires and she needed to feel that from him. She needed this encounter to finish to its natural conclusion.
He grunted and ground into her one last time, making sure he had finally finished and savoring the moment of being her warm tight vice then regretfully withdrew, allowing Tori to fall forward in absolute exhaustion with her ass sticking up in the air and him collapsing in his seat.
Tori caught a few more breaths as her heart pounded in her chest and roaring in her ears. She felt the stickiness between her legs of her own juices and the first tickling of her over-filled pussy begin to leak down her lips and thigh onto the seat.
However, she instinctively knew she wasn't done and using the last of her strength, she rolled onto her back, sat up then turned to lie on her stomach for her face to meet his lap.
She lazily opened her mouth to suck his release coated cock. Her tired mouth sucked and her head bobbed with a slight twist with her loose long hair tickling his thighs, anxious to get as much of his cum as she could, finding herself to be a big fan of their mixed taste along with his manly taste of his shaft.
The brunette heard him groan with a mix of pleasure and pain then felt his fingers lace through her hair as he palmed the back of her head, just resting and letting her set her own pace. She added a bit of moaning to her swirling tongue around his weakening manhood. She wondered if she put a little more effort into her cleaning that she could keep him from going soft. Her mind was already planning to try that as an experiment at some later date, but right now, she was just too exhausted to continue anything other than cleaning him.
After what seemed like hours, she finished sucking him until she could only taste his manly musk and released his softening shaft from her mouth with a pop. She laid her head on his thigh, her mouth remaining close to his shrinking member and cuddled up to his body, she finding herself feeling more vulnerable than ever.
Her mind began to race with questions when she finally had conscious thought: 'Is he going to push me away? Is he just going to tell me thanks for the one night stand and take off to tell his friends that I was a great, but cheap lay? Is he going to call me a slut or a whore?'
She may have felt like one as they were quite appropriate terms in the moment and over the last half hour, she happily accepted the terms when it came this this man, but she just hoped that he wouldn't think of her in that manner.
He thankfully surprised her in not doing any of that. He relaxed against the seat and looked down to meet her eyes, stroking her hair like a pet, pausing every so often to kiss his fingers and press them to her temple, showing his affection, thought childish and adorable, even if he was tired.
A wave of relief flooded Tori with his actions and finally spoke, her voice cracking from overuse vocally with her shouts that half the club had to hear, and underuse verbally, "I can't believe… we just… did that… and I don't even know you name. You must think I'm-"
The handsome stranger bashfully smiled and answered, "My name is Freddie."
"Hello Freddie," she fired back with a grin, his name feeling so right on her lips, "my name is—"
Freddie gently interrupted, "You're Tori Vega, I know."
Tori raised an eyebrow, concerned that he somehow knew her name beforehand and what other things he could have known about her—especially wondering how he knew about her. She'd never had one but famous people had stalkers all the time and her mind screamed that she had been taken in by one. "How did you-"
"Nothing creepy, I swear…" Freddie quickly explained when he noticed her expression, "I saw you perform tonight… then when I got here, I watched you dance and I… kind of fell in love with you on the spot. I know that's really cheesy, but… I'm the one that can't believe I would have even the chance to talk to you, least long making love with you."
The way he described what he felt for her before he even approached her and what they shared warmed her heart. His words may have come across as a little creepy, but the look in his eyes, those beautiful brown orbs that made tonight happen, was true. He was just as bashful and caught up in the moment, just like her, and he didn't call what they did a lay, a quickie—it certainly wasn't that—or a fuck or any other throwaway term, but love."
Tori finally pulled herself up and straddled his right thigh and balanced herself with resting her hands on his shoulders. "Well, I didn't expect to just make love with a stranger tonight either. I'm… I'm not usually this…"
She trailed off as she felt herself leak on his thigh. She looked down and uttered in embarrassment, "I'm sorry.
"It's alright, I'm the one that finished that way… it was alright, wasn't it? I hope I didn't misread you like I did with… you know."
No, you read me fine… she thought with a bashful smirk, I just wasn't ready for that yet… but I will be. Tori shook her head and uttered, "No, you didn't. I wanted it and don't worry, I'm on the pill and I assume you're…"
"I've only had two partners in my life, my first, we were both virgins and I was my second's second as well, so… I'm fine."
The musically talented young woman wondered about his first two loves and felt sorry for them that they somehow let this handsome and sweet man go. She bowed her head and focused on his chest, trying to figure out where they would go from here. She awkwardly laughed, thinking on the immediate future, "We better get cleaned up before someone catches us and we get thrown out. I don't think the owner would appreciate us having sex—making love, excuse me- in one of his VIP rooms."
"I don't think Jade would mind too much, and I certainly don't mind."
Tori raised a confused eyebrow and gave him an adorable expression.
"Jade's my partner…" he said, matter of factly. "We own this club."
The brunette's eyes nearly popped then stuttered, "You… own the club?!"
Freddie bashfully nodded and answered, "With Jade… who I think you should meet. I know she would like to meet you, after all, it was actually her insistence to check you out so we could book you for some night soon. I'm… glad she did."
Tori smile and nodded. "Okay, I'd be more than happy to meet her… and thank her for giving me the opportunity to meet you."
Freddie smirked then moved his face forward, giving her a lazy kiss as he wrapped his arms around her sides.
Tori wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and returned the kiss, figuring they could spare another few minutes before having to clean up and face the world.
A sweet dream for a sweet couple that's still working out the kinks (literally) in their relationship. Thanks to everyone for reading and I hope this lived up to some of the other dreams since it's been a while since I've put one out. As always thanks to SVAD for his assistance and for you readers. Looking forward to any and all feedback on this piece.