Page 3 of Night Fever
“Hey,” I grunt over at her. She brings the edge of her glass up to her lips and tips it back, barely wetting her mouth. I feel my cock pulse and roar as she licks the liquor from the corner of her mouth with the point of hertongue.
God, what I wouldn’t do to that tongue. I’d fight with it. I’d beat it up with my own mouth, suck on it and make her beg me withit.
Jesus Christ, she’spretty.
“Hi,” she says, putting her shoulder a little bit closer to me. It’s a hot night, with the moon low and bright, a blade over the flat horizon, but she feels warm and inviting next to me instead of sticky. She’s more like fall than summer. More like a season that hasn’t come yet than one I’m alreadyin.
I am drawn toher.
I look down at the creamy white thighs in little jean shorts. Her skin is fair - very fair, and the smattering of freckles over the bridge of her nose and cheekbones and the blue eyes makes me wonder if the dark brown hair is natural or a dye job. Maybe her god-given color isblonde.
I want toknow.
It all happens so fast, this wishing to know about her. I watch as she pushes herself off her chair and those thighs stick to the cracked leather as she gets up, and again I watch her legs, the backs of them this time, with that delectable ass perchedatop.
She passes behind me and my chest grows warm. My face flips from side to side and I catch her eye again as she looks over her shoulder, making her way to the back of the bar through a heavycurtain.
I get up without thinking and follow her, my boots moving heavily on the floorboards but my heart light in my pursuit of her. I zero in on following her and nothing else in the world matters. I don’t care about anything except following her through the bar and into the darkness backthere.
I can feel the thrumming of my heart, the delicious anticipation of feeling her, even more than I can feel my cock, hard and already leaking for her. That ass moves in the darkness and she looks behind her shoulder again and catches my eye as she leads me into a dark corridor. She disappears to the right, and I make a sharp turn to follow her down a flight of red and black stairs to the restrooms in the basement of thebar.
We get down there and like two ships in the night we collide - I take her face in my hands and lead her backwards until her back hits the wall behind her, and I press my lips to hershungrily.
Our tongues lash at each other’s, crashing together, and I feel soft moans pouring from between her lips, entering my mouth and making me more and more hungry for her with each passing moment. I reach down behind her and scoop her up by the ass, kneading her flesh with my fingers, feeling every inch of that curve against the wall as I lift her up easily. Her legs wrap around my hips wantonly and I feel her ankles lock together against myass.
“Who the hell are you?” I groan and grunt, pressing myself between her legs. I can smell her arousal in the air around us, sweet and light and so damn eager forme.
She doesn’t answer my question. Her back slides down the wall as I let go of her ass and peel my hands away from her, and her back sticks to the wall behind her, letting out a small, slight, erotic squeak as she falls to her feet, nearlytrembling.
I grab her hand and pull her into the mens’ room, quickly locking the door behind us. She’s already up on the sink and grabbing for my zipper. Her shoulders and arms move gracefully, like a dancer’s, as she yanks my zipper down and her legs spread out wide. I step between her legs and again she wraps them around me. The heat inside her pussy is unbearable as I kiss her raw and puffy lipsagain.
“Oh god,” I hear her say as I push one hand inside the front of her shorts, feeling soft wetness against the slit of her pussy. I find her sweet swollen clit and grind my fingers against it. With no time to be sweet with her, I find her tight hole and press a finger inside, rocking my hand against her and strumming my thumb against herclit.
“Does those pussy lips taste as sweet as these do?” I growl, one hand clasping her head as it falls back slightly, her long brown hair tumbling against her backwildly.
I grab her by her tiny waist and take her down off the sink, my finger greedily finding her zipper and yanking her shorts down. Beneath she’s wearing red lace panties, and I groan when I see them. They are like fire beneath thesea.
Kneeling down in front of her, no time to take the panties off her - and anyway, she looks so damn sexy in them that I want to keep them on. I throw one of her legs over my shoulder and she responds with a shudder and moan as I slide her panties to theside.
Her clit is soaked and perfect, and I clasp the wet pearl with my lips, rolling it around and flicking it wildly with my tongue, lashing it from everyangle.
“Oh god, that feels so good,” the girl moans lightly, her fingers lacing through my hair. I close my eyes and savor her scent and her taste, the sweetness between her legs coating my tongue and making me harder than I could have ever imaginedpossible.
But I don’t care about my pleasure, strangely. My mind is enraptured by the pleasure I’m giving to her, and it makes no sense to me, and I want to live there in that nonsensicalplace.
“You’re beautiful,” I moan, taking both of her ass cheeks in my hands. I spread them apart and slip my tongue across her clit wildly, finding her impossibly tight hole with one finger from behind and forcing it inside roughly, fucking her with it while I feast onher.
“Oh god, I think I’m gonna...oh fuck, ohfuck!”
Her words are melodious and sweet, absolute fucking perfection as I keep sucking her clit and fucking her pussy with one big finger as she cums all over my face, her perfect sweet juices running down mychin.
She rides my face and moans softly into the air until I cannot take itanymore.
I stand up in front of her body, heaving, panting, and put my finger over her head, twirling itaround.
“Turn,” I whisper in her ear, and she obeys silently, big blue eyes swimming and wide with lust. She puts her hands on the edge of the sink to brace herself and I pull my cock out, smearing the precum from the tip up to the base with my thickhand.
She suddenly looks so small next to my size. She is tight, and I test her by putting the tip of my thick cock up to the opening of her pussy. The softness of her cunt envelops the head of my cock and I pushed forward, meeting her eyes in the mirror, as I slice through her small, perfect body, then look down to see my cock disappear inside her tiny hole, grabbing and spreading her ass cheeks to see myself being swallowed up, gripped hard by hersoftness.
