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.