A Little Nibble

[DallasLiving]

This is a work in progress. It is gonna be a little longer than I normally post, but did this story by request so I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think....Thanks

[DallasLiving]

Standing outside the club, the breeze blowing through your hair and around you. Glancing up at the small gecko that they have on the sign, the lights shining around it. Your eyes being drawn across the street and the highway just barely down the road to the skyline. The lights and neons that highlight Dallas at night shining brightly against the darkness, the haze around them looking like a constant battle. Glancing down at your watch and seeing that you still have almost 10 minutes before they open the door. Your mind wondering if you will see him here again, and even going back as far as to the first time you saw him.

It was your first time to come to the club, your cousin talking about you both going all week. Knowing bits and pieces of about it from hearing people talk about “The Church”. But nothing they said was enough to prepare you for when you finally got in. Both you and your cousin dressing for the atmosphere, the dark surreal environment that will be found once you step through the door. Your cousin standing there in a blood red dress, the curves of her breasts showing through the heart shaped opening at the top of her dress. The black choker tight around her neck with a red stone setting right in the middle of her neck. That night you had worn a black dress that fit to your curves, tight enough to show that you had an incredible figure, but hiding enough to remain a mystery.

As you walked through the door of “The Church”, watch as the door girl was stamping the hands of the people old enough to drink, the rest just paid and went through. Glancing around as you slowly made your way through the double doors, the winding staircase first filling your vision. The red carpet overlaying the black material, as it followed the curve of the wall up to the second floor. Finally getting the stamp on your hand, you see the foyer of the club. A short bar right along the right hand wall, the staircase going up over the top of it and disappearing. Right in front of you another bar longer than the first, stretching across almost the entire wall and going into the room to the right. To the left, a few red couches setting against the wall and two round tables. At the end nearest the bar is a long table, its little lights illuminating the articles resting on the soft velvet cloth. Following your cousin over, you notice all the different jewelry that is laying there.

Reaching down and holding a few of the pieces against your skin, admiring how they look and add to beauty. The mirror reflecting the sheer beauty that is admired by all of the guys everywhere you go. One piece catching your eyes, the choker designed after an Indian necklace. The white bone material in sharp contrasts to the black stone feather that is hanging from the front. The double strands tight around your skin as you cousin helps you to hook it around your neck. With great reluctance you remove it and place it back on the black velvet, the amount on the tag is staggering for the one piece you would give everything to have. Turning your back to the table, your eyes finally come to rest on the dance floor off in the distance. The room that the big bar disappeared into looking like a half circle, the straight wall ending in two banisters running up to the curved second floor. At the base of each one a small circular dance stage, the brass railings going around the edges, and a solid brass pole right in the center of each one. The big crescent dance stage centered between the two smaller circles. Framing the dance floor, a stretch of red carpet about 5 feet wide before another set of brass rails. Laying behind them the round tables with the solid couch against the wall, chairs sitting with their backs towards the dance floor.

Following their curve your eyes see the DJ’s booth, the cage painted black as night, a subtle hint of a light being able to be seen even from all the way across the room. Your eyes finally flowing upwards to see the curvature of the second floor, the tables lining the edges and above the booth for the DJ you can see there are some more of the blood red couches that people are already congregating on. The dance floor already starting to have people heading out onto it, their smooth movements flowing with the music that is reverberating through every. Your cousin grabbing your hand and pulling you to the first of the smaller circles closest to the bar. You both sliding quickly under the railings as a new song starts. Glancing down as you see single people and couples start slowly swaying to the music. Closing your eyes and feeling the tempo building inside you, your hands slowly sliding along your sides. Your hips swaying seductively like the music that is playing. Moving your hands and body, as you would envision a phantom pair sliding around your body. Never touching the most vital areas, but just teasingly to tantalize every fiber of your being.

As the music flows into your body, never even thinking about when on song stops and another starts. The night just starts flying by, your body coming alive like you haven’t felt it in a long time. As another songs starts, you hearing the words reverberating through your mind. Your eyes catching something that holds them like staring into a burst of fireworks. Seeing him as he is walking across the floor. The crowd seeming to melt away from him as far as you are concerned. The muscles moving so perfectly under his pale skin as he continues to walk across the floor. Your eyes trailing up and down his body, gathering every single detail and engraving it into your mind. The tight leather pants hugging his legs and his ass, the curves further enhanced by the smoothness of the material. His muscled back and arms wrapped in the black electrical tape, curving back and forth to highlight every subtle movement. The blackest hair you have ever seen hanging down just a few inches from his shoulders.

Never even noticing that you had stopped dancing and was staring at him, something about him making your legs weak. But even more, a feeling building strong even deeper inside you. Feeling your breath quickening, your heart beating faster and faster. Your whole body feeling like electricity is flowing through it. Feeling something that has you complete surprised. Just the site and feeling you get from looking at him, your juices start slowly seeping through your panties. Staring more intensely as your tongue slides across your blood-red lipstick. Envisioning how it would feel to be held in the tight steel coils of his arms, the tight smooth body pressed tightly against you. Your breath catching in your eyes as you see him turn, even across the room you feel that he is looking straight into your eyes. Seeing the lust and desire showing in them, the mischievous smile that crosses his lips making you wonder if he can sense how wet you already are.

Continuing to be riveted with his piercing gaze, you watch as the new song starts he starts slowly sliding to the music. Your body starting to move without you even realizing it, your hands sliding over your body as if he were standing behind you and they were his hands. Feeling the outline of your panties where they flow from between your legs in front, the smooth hairless skin underneath feeling like it is being shocked with every little touch. One hand slowly sliding back and forth along the edge of your panties, the other sliding slowly upwards to feel your hardened nipples through your dress. Your body reacting to the touches as your hands bringing the intensity closer and closer to the surface. Your fingers catching one of your nipples tight between them through the material as you press hard against the front of your dress. Your fingers finally slide across your hard clit and you feel like you are going to fall over as your orgasm starts. As your eyes close, feeling your juices flowing down through your panties and down your legs. When you open them, your hands still touching your body, but looking around you can’t find the person that brought those feelings to you. Looking all around the dance floor but not able to spot him, then the realization hitting you of what just happened. Wondering if anyone was watching you, you slide down off of the dance floor and head to the restroom to clean up.

To be continued:::::::::

[Neige]

WOW sexy story Dallas!!!!!! Can't wait to read more!!!!!!!!!

[BlondeCurlGirl]

mmm, this is off to a good start :)

[IenkiMoonshine]

Verrrrryyy good story Dallas! I love the details - kind of gothic. I can't wait to read more :) :) Thank you!

[LixyChick]

This is wonderful Dallas! You write very well.....I can picture everything vividly! Can't wait for more.......!

[Lilith]

Great start.....looking forward to the story.......keeps me in suspense...and you know how I love torture:p

[kleclere]

So are you just going to leave everyone hanging. Dallas continue the story.

[davidmnc]

You have got to finish this one. What a great start!

[DallasLiving]

Part 2...........

Standing in the stall, your mind replaying what had just happened. The feelings that had overcome you so suddenly and intensely. The incredible feeling of knowing that you had just had an orgasm while who knows was watching you. Just thinking of it all, making your lips swell with passion again. Feeling your juices starting to flow, your fingers pull your panties to one side. Catching your clit with your fingertips, rubbing it softly as your mind can still see his ice blue eyes entrancing your body. Remembering how it felt to have their piercing gaze seeming to look deep inside you, ever touch envisioned as being his against your body. The hard nub of your clit quivering as your fingertips barely touch it, as your other hand pinches your nipples hard through the soft material of your dress again. Catching your bottom lip in between your lips as your body anticipates the coming release. Seeing in your mind as his hand slides down from your clit to your swollen lips, your thrust two of your fingers deep inside you. Your tight muscles tight around them as your back arches to push them even deeper inside.

Wishing it was his fingers inside your wet pussy, and his teeth nibbling all over your lips and body. As your fingers slide out, pressing another one against the first two. Pushing your lips apart as you push all three fingers inside, feeling them stretching your lips apart as they slide in and out. Savoring the feeling that is building inside you, your mind can still see his gentle sway. His every movement on the dance floor being felt like it was right against your body. The feelings building again inside your wet lips as your body sensations build and build. Your thumb sliding up to your hard throbbing clit as you press hard on it. Your back arching even more from the sudden rush of ecstasy that is enveloping your every sense. Your eyes squeezing shut as you feel your muscles tightening around your fingers, the hot sweet juices flowing down over them. Drenching them and your hand as your legs wrap around your hand, holding your fingers deep inside your hot wet pussy. Your clit throbbing against your thumb as you feel the sudden release. Your head thrown back as you savor the incredible rush again of your orgasm. Every muscle in your body quivering, as you just sit there basking in the afterglow. Holding them there deep inside your lips, as the warm juices drip from your hand. Finally pulling them slowly out, the suction of your desires trying to keep your fingers wedged inside. Standing up as you let your panties finally slide back into place, their soft material feeling like electricity against your clit and wet lips. Straightening the black dress, you bring your fingers up to your mouth. Letting them slide one at a time in between your lips, savoring the sweet juices that are coating them. Envisioning that it is his cock that is sliding between your lips, coated in your juices as you lick him clean. Even though he never said a word to you, you can almost hear him calling your name from a distant place.

Suddenly you are back in the real world, your cousin asking you if you are alright. Realizing that it was her that you heard calling your name. Just like always, the thoughts you have of him constantly, you can feel your juices starting to soak into your panties. Your lips swelling with the desire you have to see him again. Every time you have been to the club since that night, you always get incredibly aroused with just the thought of getting to see him again. Yearning for so much more but never having the chance. This night though you could almost feel it in the deepest part of you that he would be here. So this night you wore the most sensual outfit you could. The blood red colors highlighting your curves and breast, along with your full rich lips. The dress tight around your hips, the heart shaped opening that lies underneath the choker exposing the inner curves of your smooth breasts. The point coming to almost directly between your hardened nipples. The red highlights that you have in your hair topping the ensemble.

You have felt the burning desire all night, it intensifying when you finally got to the club. Underneath the tight smooth material you can feel it touch everywhere against your bare skin. Finally the doors slowly swing open, the blackened wood seeming to intensify the excitement, as you know that you will be inside the club in a few moments. As you slowly move forward with the line, seeing the man standing at the door. Watching as he takes each persons id and verifies it, then stamps their hand, till you feel the rubber stamp pressing against the back of your hand. The ink almost matching the color of your dress. Finally paying your admission and walking in. The black heels clicking on the floorboards as you cross to the furthest bar. Watching as you walk but knowing that he would not be there already but still you are hoping. As you get your drink, the liquid in the clear glass making the black of your nail polish seem even deeper. As you walk back to the stairs, following their curves up to the second floor. Choosing a location for the time being so that you can see most of the club floor.

As you sit down on one of the couches, pressing your thighs together to feel the electricity as they press against your lips and clit. Taking little sips of your drink as you hear the first song of the night start. The music lifting your being as your drink starts to work its way through your body. The thumping of the bass speakers being able to be felt through the floor and into your body. As the first song is finishing, the waitress coming by and getting your order for the next drink. As she comes back with your drink, you just sit there and slowly sip on it as the music continues to play. Finally after you have finished it, the warmth from your thoughts and the drinks making you feel incredible. You walk to the back stairs, slowly coming down to the backside of the dance floor. Watching the few people that are already on it, as your body starts to slowly sway to the erotic music that is surrounding you. Making your way to the center of the floor, your hands start to slide up your body. Your hips just barely swaying as your hands continue upwards, sliding up to your firm breasts. Cupping them as if someone was standing behind you, the palms cradling the underside. Your fingers seeking out your nipples and pinching them lightly, feeling them throbbing to feel his hands and mouth on them. Letting them slide even further upwards to slide across the smooth skin of your neck, your nails just barely scratching the flawless skin. The light pink marks showing barely on your skin, as your hands continue going up till your fingers slide through your hair.

[BlondeCurlGirl]

mm, I can picture this all in my mind.. very hot!! :) Hope there's more to read soon!

[kleclere]

Boy it's about time. You aren't just stopping there.

[Lilith]

Fantastic...........hurry.... more

[Neige]

Wow!!!!!!!!!!!!! More please ;)

[LixyChick]

And I put my "MORE" request in as well! Mmmmmmm! Don't leave us hanging too long DL! I dunno if I can take the suspense!

[SassyInTexas]

wow great story... :) can't wait to read more!!

[DallasLiving]

Part 3

The times just flying by, as you don’t even realize when one song ends, and the next begins. The movements and feelings just simmering inside of you as each song just adds to the passion you feel, your eyes closed to increase the feelings. Suddenly without warning the intensity inside of you increases dramatically. Your eyes snapping open as you glance around, till your eyes lock onto the ice blue eyes that have been in your mind every time you lay down to sleep. Your body still moving as your eyes stay locked. His chest rising and falling with every little breath that you can feel against your skin, like he was standing right next to you. As the song continues he never moves nor takes his eyes off of your movements. Your hands gliding over your body to bring the sensations even more to the surface. Your nipples pressing out against the material, as you feel your juices slowly gathering on the inside of your thighs. The intensity of your feelings make you feel like you can almost hear his thoughts, his desire to feel your body against his, his hands molding around your body. Knowing inside you that he can sense some how the desires you are feeling.

Not even realizing that you had stopped dancing as you stare deeper into his eyes. One hand resting on your chin, your pinky resting just inside your lips as your teeth lightly caress it, just barely pressing into the soft flesh. Those ice blue eyes boring deep inside your mind and body as you can almost feel his desires inside your mind. The way he wants to slide his hands along down your body till he captures the bottom of your dress in his fingers, lifting it upwards, till he exposes your entire body to his touches. Picturing it as if you are seeing it through his eyes, seeing your body slowly coming into view. Seeing your/his hands as they slide up your stomach, the nails lightly scraping the smooth skin. The nails flowing slowly upwards till they run around the bottom edge of your breasts. Circling around the bottom curves and on up the sides.

As the moment passed you feel yourself snapping back inside your body. As your whole body is still heating up from his intense stares. Even with the distance between both of you, you feel like you can sense his thoughts. As he turns slowly away, his eyes the last thing to leave you, you watch the lights reflecting off his muscles of his back and his arms as you start slowly following him. Walking slowly through the crowd that seems to part for you as you reach them. Both walking slowly down the barely lit hallway, seeing him as he pushes the double doors that lead into the back rooms, the movement looking like a ripple in the water. As you continue following him, through the back rooms, to a single door that is now wide open. The stairs going down into the darkness, as they disappear. Still able to see a glimpse of the lights behind you glinting and highlighting his back as he reaches the bottom.

Making your way down, as little more slowly than he had just done. The blackness resting around you like a very thick blanket minus the comfort that is usually felt. Feeling like you are completely surrounded, not a single glimpse of light could escape the heart of the darkness. As you reach the bottom of the stair, barely able to glimpse down the hallway a single very tiny light, at first wondering if it is your imagination and wishful thinking. As you slowly make your way towards it, as you draw closer and closer you can barely make out the room. Lit by the few candles, their flames looking very lonely, as they try and fight against the blackness that you are escaping from. Your fingertips lightly tracing the rough texture of the wall to help guide you down the dark pathway. The little bumps and indentions of the bricks feeling like Braille to your fingers tips.

Finally feeling the end to the wall, as it opens into the room where the candles are resting. Rows of shelves lining most of the walls as it looks like it was used at one time for a storage room, but some had been removed and resting along one wall a black leather couch. The leather giving a murky reflection of the flames from the candles, as if the material is trying to soak in the little bit of light that is in the room. Standing as if at first invisible you see him, resting against the wall. His arms crossed across his chest, the muscles in his arms looking like the skin is stretched is over the top of them. As your eyes slide up from his smooth chest following every little curve of the muscles till you bring your eyes to be staring back into his. The feeling that you are looking into the past, future and present at the same time overpowering you. As you walk slowly over to stand just a few feet from him, your eyes staying locked, you can feel the heat radiating from him even with the distance. As much as you feel the heat, you feel your nipples pressed hard against the material of your dress.

As you start trying to speak, your voice seeming small in the depth of the location. The walls absorbing and seeming to hold your voice. His hand raising slowly till a single slender digit is resting against your lips, staying just a single moment, but long enough to know that he is not wanting you to speak. His fingertip slowly starting to follow the curves of your full rich lips, tracing them delicately as he slowly takes steps towards you. Each step so slow and seeming to make time stand still as your desire to feel him finally against you is burning hot inside your body. He stops when his body is just inches from yours, every time you take a deep breathe, you can feel your nipples just barely touching his chest. His fingers sliding up your chin to flow through the side of your hair, a slight moan escaping your lips as you wonder if this is but a dream. As his fingers finally slide from the tips of your hair, they start a slow journey down your arm, till they slide softly between yours. The electricity flowing through his hand and into yours, continuing up your arm and through your body till it seemingly comes to rest directly between your quivering thighs. Feeling more than seeing him start to lead you in the darkness. As you follow him slowly down the dark hall, the barest hint of the deep bass of the songs playing in the club being able to be heard through the thick walls.

Finally as the hall ends, you step into a single room. The only adornments are a bed, shrouded in black material entirely, and hanging on the walls the candles sending the shadows dancing. The barest of light to see by is all that is available, as he leads you to the bed. His strong hands guiding you till the back of your knees are resting against the edge. Your eyes again entranced by his as he stands directly in front of you, as he reaches around the smooth skin of your neck, his fingers nimbly undoing the clasp holding the material up. As it falls you feel the goose bumps flowing across your body, as the cool air of the room surrounds your breasts. Knowing if your nipples weren’t already aching from the desires inside you that they would’ve instantly become hard at this point. Your eyes close as you feel his fingertips start to trace their way down your chest. The barest touch of his nails against the edge of your breasts making your breath catch in your chest. Feeling as they slowly scrape down your soft skin, every little red mark feeling like fire on your skin. Finally his fingertips trace right around the sides of your areolas, your nipples so hard from the passion to feel him touching them that they are starting to ache.

His hands feeling like velvet as they slide along your breasts, your nerves standing on end from every little touch. The sheer strength that you can feel radiating out of them, surprising you with their delicate touches. As the warmth of his hands come to rest underneath them, his head lowering slowly down, as you can see the tip of his tongue, just barely tracing his lips from the anticipation of feeling your breasts in his mouth. As his tongue barely touches the soft creamy skin of one of your breasts, your back arching from the shock that runs through your body. Feeling his teeth just lightly nipping at the sensitive skin, which sets your skin on fire even more. You chest heaving as your fingers slide through his black locks, keeping him pinned for the moment against your breasts. Your legs quivering as you feel your juices running down the inside of your thighs from just the touches he has given to you already. You can feel you clit throbbing with every beat of your heart, even little lick and nibble seeming to go straight to it. Suddenly without warning you feel his teeth pressing lightly but firmly into the hardened flesh of one of your nipples, which causes a chain reaction to course through your body. Feeling like the teeth were pressed directly into your tender clit, your wet lips fluttering so quickly as the juices start to flow from between them. Feeling the first of your orgasms of the night as the pleasure holds you, as tightly as your breath is held in your chest. His strong hands holding onto your hips as he helps keep you standing, till your legs recover enough to hold yourself up. As he slowly lowers down to his knees, his tongue feeling like a knife grazing your skin as he lets it trail down your skin as he slides your dress the rest of the way down your thighs.

[DallasLiving]

(cont.)

His hands following your dress down till you lift your feet to step out of it. Standing there just in your sheer thong, the cool air feeling alive against your whole body. His face just inches from the front of them, his eyes gazing at them as his tongue just barely slide across his lips. Leaning forward he lets his tongue trace the outline across the lower part of your stomach, then following the curvature of each of your thighs, right along the outer edge of your thong. Then as your eyes close, you feel his fingers sliding along one side of your thong, the fingers grasping it and feeling a sudden pull against them. As he rips the side of them apart, the material like paper in his hands. He reaches around to the other side and feeling it come apart just as easily as the first side, the bottom the only part still against you as you feel it sliding against your sensitive lips as he pulls them away, tossing them to the side as his hands slowly press your thighs apart. His tongue sliding against your vulnerable lips, the heat and fire intensifying as soon as he touches them. His tongue tracing the edge of them slowly, seeking out every little drop of your sweet juices. Feeling a deep rumble vibrating through his lips and tongue coming from deep in his chest from his desire for your juices. As he sucks one of your moist lips inside his mouth, every little sensation so intense as you can even feel his teeth just lightly scraping against it. The juices flowing freely from inside you and his tongue seeming to be everywhere to catch every single drop. As your thighs start to quiver, and the orgasm starts to flow through your body as you flood his mouth and tongue with your juices. His fingers pressed tightly into the muscles of your quivering ass, as your fingers lock into his hair. Grasping and pressing his face tighter against you as you let your orgasm take control of your body. His tongue and lips seeming to be all over your lips and clit as the wave of juices flows out of you. Feeling the intensity building yet again as his tongue flicks back and forth across your clit, and then diving back deep inbetween your lips to get every single drip.

As you start to feel the next one going to the point of no return, you surprise yourself when you push his mouth away from your clit. Pulling him to make him stand as you start to nibble on his neck, his skin tasting sweet to your mouth. A deep moan being felt from inside his body as your teeth lightly pull on his skin, your desires so strong that you want him to feel every sensation that you are going through. As your fingers travel faster than your mouth as it takes in his body slowly, your fingers sliding against the clasp on his leather pants. Feeling his cock straining against the material like a trapped beast in a cage. Teasing him through the material, your fingernails sliding against the smooth leather. Tracing his throbbing cock, even feeling the veins outlined in the tight pants against your fingers. Moaning against his neck from the want and desire to feel him sliding into your mouth and down your throat, and to feel him even more so delving deep in between your wet lips to the deepest parts of your pussy. Your mouth finally making it down to one of his nipples, letting your tongue trace the hardened point before you sink your teeth into his tender skin. Holding it firmly in your teeth as you pull back on it, your teeth barely sliding along his skin and then holding tighter and tighter to his nipple. His hands now wrapped tight into your hair as your mouth and hands make his body come alive. Pressing even harder against the palm of your hand, his cock pulsing from the sensations. Feeling it so hard and rigid against your hand, as it slides along the length back to the snap. Your fingers deftly undoing the snap and zipper on the pants, your hands immediately diving down into the opening and grasping him tightly in your fist. His cock so hard that you can almost feel the blood pounding through out the length as your hand glides up and down it. Your fingertips grazing his balls as you feel them already feeling like they are ready to explode. Your mouth watering for the chance to taste him, your tongue slick and wet as you start sliding sliding it down his stomach. Bending your knees to allow you to go down lower and lower till you feel the cold earth pressing against them.

The light from the candles glistening off of the head of his cock from the precum that is forming on it, as you gaze hungrily at it. Your tongue sliding slowly across your red lips as you envision already having it inside your mouth and feeling it responding to your licks and nibbles. Your fingers gripping the base of his cock, as you let your tongue circle the tip of the smooth head. Feeling his body stiffen as your smooth tongue your tongue flicks back and forth, the tip sliding along the ridge, lifting it as it slides along the bottom up over the tip. Lifting it upwards for your lips to catch the head in your lips and suck lightly on it. Feeling his cock seemingly to jump into your mouth as you suck harder on the head, feeling another inch slide into your mouth, pressing your tongue down. Feeling your lips stretching as he continues going deeper, finally the head of his cock nuzzled against the opening of your throat. Keeping your fingers tight around the base of his cock, sliding up and down as you hold him tight in your mouth. Your tongue massaging, as you stroke him. Your other hand continuing to slide his leather pants down till they are all the way off. Then letting your fingernails slide up the back of his leg till you slide between his thighs to run them across his balls. Cupping and massaging his balls as you start sliding your mouth up and down his cock, feeling every vein and pulse of blood through your lips and tongue. The feeling of power making your clit throb even more from having him in your mouth, as you let the head finally slide into the opening of your throat. His balls tightening up even more as he feels the tightness of your throat around the smooth head. His back arching pushing him a little deeper into the warmth, your throat muscles relaxing to accommodate him as you hold him there.

Feeling his strong hands sliding down from your hair to cup your breasts briefly before he slides them up to the undersides of your arms. Lifting you up and pulling your mouth away from him, the look of pure animal lust etched on his face as he picks you up like you were a feather, placing you on the bed. His hands catching yours and bringing them together above your head as he laces one of his hands around both of your wrists. Sliding his other hand downwards, letting his fingernails graze across your skin as he moves it lower and lower till it is just above your hard throbbing clit. Lifting his fingers off of your smooth skin to wrap his fingers tight around the base of his cock, as he guides the head towards your tight wet opening. The candles even seeming to stand still in their eternal dance of light as you wait for the moment of feeling him penetrating you. The desire to feel him stretching your lips apart as he pushes deeper and deeper, feeling like he is impaling you on his rigid cock, making time seem to slow to a crawl. The air thick around you as even your breath seems to come slower and slower, feeling like the whole world is waiting for the moment when you body can fulfill the explosions that his every touch have started. The barest feeling of the head of his cock against your wet lips is all you feel before he pushes deep inside your pussy, the muscles literially screaming as you feel them pushed forceably apart as he plunges all the way inside you. The sheer force pushing your breath out of your body and making everything start again in reality, the candles flickering light making the shadows dance as you see him start to pull backwards, till the tip is all that is still inside you. Your juices shines barely around his crotch from him pushing into you the first time, before he shoves all the way back in again. Feeling his balls bouncing off of your ass cheeks with every thrust.

Your mind completely lost in the sensations that are flowing through your body as you continue feeling him slamming inside you. Everything around you seeming out of place as you give yourself over to the sensations. The soft material on the bed feeling like it is velvet to your skin, the flames looking like they are dancing to the joining. Everytime he pulls back, the flames move to bend towards you, with every thrust back deep inside you, the flames moving away from the collision. His fingers that are wrapped around your wrists, feeling like the nails have extended to become like knifes, the barest feeling of little cuts on your skin to add to the sensations that your whole body is feeling. Moving your eyes from your lips wrapped tight around him, upwards across his chest, the muscles flexing and relaxing with every thrust. Till they come to rest first on his ruby red lips, his tongue darting back and forth across them. The barest glint of his teeth showing around his tongue, the light seeming to play tricks on your mind as you imagine that you can actually see his eyeteeth seeming to grow a little. Then your eyes continue upwards reluctantly as you feel his thrusts getting faster and faster, his cock as it is buried deep inside you throbbing as hard as your clit is to cum. As you eyes lock briefly on his, the flames making them look like they are glowing with a deep fire burning inside of him. As you feel your orgasm approaching, his thrusts feeling like he isn’t that far away from cumin too. Your eyes close briefly as you start to feel your body giving over to the sensations, his cock seeming to grow even larger inbetween your lips as you feel his weight coming down on you. His every breath pushing his chest against your hard nipples, as his tongue flicks against your neck. Fighting against the impending climax, your body wanting to give into it as you want to continue letting it build till it is bigger than both of you.

Feeling his teeth and tongue seeming to search for the perfect spot on your neck as he continues the thrusts. As you feel both of your bodies tightening from the orgasms that are building to explosive conclusions. Figuring he finally found the perfect spot as you feel his teeth lightly pressing into your tender neck, the hard points just barely pushing against the soft skin. Then just as you feel you body yielding to the extacy of the orgasm. Feeling his teeth pressing into your skin, the soft moist skin seeming to part slightly as you feel like your whole body is being drained as you flood his cock with your juices. As soon as your juices start to flow, feeling him press one final time deep inside you and holding himself there. His cum shooting deep inside you to mix and join with yours. His mouth never leaving your neck as he cock continues to pump his sweet cum against your hot muscles. As another orgasm starts coursing through your body from feeling the hot cum sliding against your muscles, your back arching to press your neck even harder against his mouth. His hand finally releasing your wrists to wrap both of his arms around you. Your body so alive that you can feel every suck of his lips on your neck, his tongue dancing around inside his lips against your skin. As you feel his cock finally starting to soften inside you, the final outward pull as it retreats from inside your body as it returns back to normal. His mouth never leaving your neck as your body starts to relax, the feeling of every muscles falling asleep flowing through your body. As you notices the candles lights dimming in your eyes, finally hearing his voice for the first time as he finally releases your neck. His soft voice barely heard even though his lips are right against your ear, telling you to rest and everything will be alright.

Trying to fight against the darkness was pointless as you feel your body giving into it. The next thing you know your are sitting in the ladies restroom. The music is still pulsing from the main dance floor through the door. Your mind barely is able to grasp the past encounter, but so vaguely that you wonder if really happened or not. As you start to stand up, the lightheadedness hasn’t completely left you yet, as you sway on your feet. Finally catching your balance, your hands sliding down your body to smooth your dress against your body. But they hover momentarily at your neck, as you move over to stand in front of the mirror. The bone white and black feather of the Indian chocker framing your pale skin very visible. Your fingers running over the delicate necklace as you try to remember how it got around your neck. Your hands finally sliding down your body to feel for the strap that should be over your hip from your thong that you wore tonight, but already having a feeling that it won’t be there. Knowing that it did happen, you again start admiring the necklace in the mirror. Turning away from the mirror and making your way back into the darkened dance, nobody noticing the slight fire that is radiating behind your eyes.


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