Jasmine plopped onto the sofa with a sigh, holding her bowl of popcorn tightly against her chest, the remote grasped tightly in her free hand. 'Another Saturday night alone...' she thought to herself as she flipped on the TV. Jasmine had many facets. On the one hand, she often relished a night in spending quality time with her television, it relaxed her and allowed her to forget about all the stresses of the week. But on the other hand, she also loved a good party. Especially now that she was living on her own, out from under the watchful eyes of her conservative parents, Jasmine could be quite the partier. Which Jasmine came out really depended on her mood. And unfortunately for Jasmine, her mood often did not coincide with what actually was happening. Often times when there’d be a raging party at her best friends apartment down the street, all Jasmine wanted to do was sit at home. And some nights, like tonight, she longed to be wild and go crazy, yet found that there was just nothing going on.

Jasmine had had a particularly rough week, that week. Aside from working extra hours to pay for Christmas presents, as the holiday was quickly approaching, Jasmine’s night class had its final the previous week. These combined had left Jasmine quite stressed and looking for a chance to let out all her frustration over the insanely difficult week. All her fellow party goers, however, seemed to be MIA for the night. Her best friend Anne also had finals (she was in school full-time), and had mentioned she would be spending most of the day studying with her study group. 'What a lame-ass' Jasmine thought to herself, 'studying on a Saturday, how ridiculous.' Jasmine had resided to the fact that tonight would be a night spent in, so she snuggled down on the couch and started flipping channels. Nothing had proved to be interesting enough to watch for more than ten seconds until she raised her finger off the channel up button at the sight of a screen full of flesh. 'Aaahh yes, gotta love Cinemax after hours' Jasmine thought to herself. Jasmine had always been a very sexual person, enjoying experiencing as many guys as came along, and pleasing herself fully when a man was not to be found. This being so, she always enjoyed the occassional erotica. She tossed the remote onto the coffee table, deciding to stick with the naughty movie she had come across. Onscreen, a man’s face was buried inbetween a blonde woman’s legs, sucking licking and eating her juicy pussy. Watching this, Jasmine felt a tingle between her legs. Having her pussy eaten was one of her favorite sexual activities. The feel of a man’s tongue on her clit drove her wild. She propped her feet up on the edge of the coffee table, spreading her legs slightly so that she could slip her hand between her legs. She started lightly rubbing herself through her panties, and could feel the warmth of her pussy. A shiver ran through her body. Jasmine not only enjoyed a good party to help release her stress, but she also found sex to be a great stress reliever as well, and she wasn’t ashamed to admit that some good fucking would have been nice that night, in addition to a good party. This being so, even before finding the dirty movie on the TV, she had been rather horny all day. She of course always preferred a man’s cock to her own hand, but having resided to the fact that she was in for the night, she slipped her hand into her panties. Wetting her finger with her warm pussy juices, she starting rubbing her clit faster. The man on the TV was now pounding his cock into the woman’s pussy from behind, vigorously rubbing her clit as he filled her. Jasmine slid her free hand up her stomach and began squeezing and pinching her hard nipples as she rubbed her clit faster. Suddenly Jasmine was startled out of her self-induced sexual trance by the loud ringing of her phone. She muted the TV and ran into the kitchen to pick it up.

“Hey slut, get ready, we’re going out!!” It was Anne, Jasmine’s best friend. Confused, but excited nontheless, Jasmine asked “I thought you were studying all night, what happened?!”
“I’ve been studying all day! My study group and I all decided we’d had enough for one day and called it quits. And girl, I need to party! So come on, get yourself dressed, we’re going to Q, I’m picking you up in half an hour!” Jasmine heard Anne’s phone click off. When Anne needed to party, there was no stopping her. Jasmine was of course thrilled, as she needed a good party also and had thought that was out of the question for the night. She put the phone down, turned off the TV and headed to her bedroom to get ready. Q was the hottest nightclub in town. Good drinks, good music, and some damn sexy men... Jasmine couldn't wait! Jasmine threw off the shlumpy pajamas she had been wearing and stood naked in front of her closet, contemplating what to wear. She eventually decided on her short black skirt, and teal sequined and beaded top that dipped low in the front and tied in the back, leaving her bare, slender, and tan back exposed. Jasmine was a gorgeous girl and she knew it. She had grown up a chubby pimply girl, but once she hit her 20’s she really blossomed. She had a slender but toned body, with a firm and perky set of B cup tits. She had just recently dyed her naturally mousy brown hair a deep wine color and it looked fabulous on her, making her green eyes stand out even more. She threw on her simple black heels and examined herself in the mirror. Turning around to view herself from the back, she noticed a line from the strap of her thong. 'What the hell, I thought the point of thongs was to get rid of panty lines...' Jasmine thought to herself. 'Oh well, we’ll just lose the underwear altogether tonight.' Jasmine decided as she reached under her skirt and slipped her thong off. She had just been to the salon that morning to have a full bikini wax, so she really didn’t mind if anyone caught a glimpse. In fact, she kind of hoped someone would. After throwing on a touch of make-up, and a spritz of perfume, Jasmine was ready, and just in time because Anne was banging on her door. She opened up to let Anne in and she got a “Hoowee! Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about!” from Anne. Anne didn’t look so bad herself, her petite body enveloped in a tight black dress that had a slit down the front that came all the way down to her belly button, showing as much of her small but firm breasts as possible without becoming R-rated. They were two girls ready to hit the town. Jasmine grabbed her purse from the counter, locked the apartment door behind her and they were off. Once at the loud, dark and packed club, they hit the bar right away and after a couple brightly colored drinks, they were going crazy on the dance floor. Veterans to the night club scene, Jasmine and Anne were always the best dancers at a club, the envy of all the girls, and the desire of all the men. There was one man in particular, however, that Jasmine was hoping was noticing. She had spotted him right when she walked in. Seated at the bar with some buddies, they had locked eyes as she waltzed to the bar to order her first drink. She gave him a sly smile and looked away. Damn he was gorgeous. He was tan and muscular, with long dark hair and sparkling blue eyes. He looked exotic, like one of those studs in the soap operas on the Spanish channels, only minus the cheese factor. Jasmine giggled to herself as she realized that now her night had a purpose: To get that man. She continued to exchange glances and sexy smiles with him throughout the night, but didn’t want to be too forward. Right now she was just in the moment, in the middle of the crowded dance floor, dancing to her heart’s content. Occassionally she’d start a little bump and grind with Anne because they knew the men loved to see it. She was dancing on her own for now, however, until suddenly she felt hands on her waist. She turned and was elated to see who it was. Yes, it was him, the sexy latin man. He was even sexier up close, and she wondered if he was a model, and if not, he should be. He leaned down and simply said “I’m Jay”. She responded with her name, and they smiled at each other and began to dance. They were dancing close, his hands on her waist, traveling up and down her sides and occassionaly slipping down onto her firm ass. At one point, he slid his hand down the back of her thigh and lifted it up, bringing it around his waist. Jasmine went with it, grinding herself against him, and she noticed at this point that there was quite a bulge in his pants. Dancing so close and so sexually with this sexy man, combined with her unfinished “business” on the couch earlier that night, was all making Jasmine extremely hot. Had she had panties on, they surely would be soaked. Jasmine turned around, dancing her back to the man’s front, feeling his bulge on her ass. He slid his hand around her waist and held her to him as they danced. Jay’s hand eventually slid upwards however, and slipped inside her shirt, cupping her breast, feeling her hard nipple against his palm. Jasmine gasped slightly, surprised at the man’s boldness, but quickly decided she liked that about him. She then remembered that they were in public, but glancing around realized that in the dark and overly crowded dance floor, no one was noticing. He played with her nipple as they continued to dance, making it even harder then it already was. Jasmine leaned her head back on his shoulder, enjoying the sensation. Next thing she knew, his hand slipped out of her shirt and was sliding down her body, past her firm stomach, and resting on her thigh. He found the hem of her skirt and slowly slid his hand back up the inside of her thigh, under her skirt this time. His hand found her bare pussy and he was surprised but amazingly turned on by the lack of undergarments he found “No panties, huh? That is so sexy.” he whispered in her ear before gently nibbling her earlobe. Jasmine could only giggle softly in response, for his finger was now toying with her clit and she could not concentrate on anything but the way his hand on her pussy, here in the middle of the dance floor was making her feel. He slipped a finger inside her soaking wet pussy and Jasmine gasped lightly. They stayed like this for a while, his hand disappeared up her skirt, finger fucking her in the middle of the club. She was getting out of breath now, and slid a hand behind her to rub the bulge in his pants that was now huge. Jasmine couldn’t take it any longer, however, she needed to have him, and now. She turned her head to whisper in his ear: “There’s a bathroom upstairs that no one really knows about or uses....” leaving him to infer what she meant by this. “Fuck yes.” Was his reply as he pulled hand out from under her skirt, grabbed her hand, and led her off the dance floor. Jasmine followed gleefully, passing by Anne on the way off the dance floor and giving her a big smile and a wink, and Anne gave her a thumbs up, knowing exactly what was going on. The club has an upstairs lounge/balcony overlooking the dance floor, which is usually fairly unoccupied most of the time, and so the bathrooms up there are usually unoccupied as well. Jay pulled Jasmine into the Ladies restroom, which featured the same dim lighting, loud music, and trendy decor as the rest of the club. The second they were behind closed doors, Jay pulled Jasmine in a strong emrabce, kissing her passionately, slipping his tongue inside her mouth, running his hands up and down her bare back, then down under her skirt grabbing her bare ass. Jasmine unzipped Jay’s pants and pulled his thick cock out, squeezing it and rubbing it with her hand. They were both breathing heavy with passion. Jay grabbed Jasmine around the waist, lifted her up and sat her on the counter. She wrapped her legs around his waist and continued rubbing his cock with her hand as he kissed down her neck, all the while untying the strings that held her shirt on before it finally fell off. He squeezed her tits, kissing futher down her neck until finally his mouth found her hard nipples and he sucked and nibbled on them. He continued squeezing them with his hands as he kissed down her tan stomach. He pulled her ass to the edge of the counter and spread her legs. Getting what he was trying to do, Jasmine pulled her skirt up around her waist and held her legs open for him. He did not waste any time diving into her sweet wet pussy. He licked and sucked her pussy juices rabidly, making Jasmine moan loudly in ecstacy. She leaned back against the wall behind her and arched her back, playing with her tits while Jay ate her hot pussy. He flicked his tongue over her clit, making her gasp, and then drove his tongue deep inside her pussy. Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore, she had to have his cock right there and then. “Fuck me...” she said, “I want your cock right now.” Jay complied with her request and stood up, sliding his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles. She sat upright again and wrapped her hand around his cock while he pulled her hips to the very edge of the counter. She led his cock to her waiting pussy, and once his thick cockhead was in her, he rammed himself the rest of the way, causing Jasmine to gasp outloud at the wonderful feeling of Jay’s long thick cock filling her up. Jay held on to Jasmine’s hips as he slowly pushed his cock in and out of her. He could tell how bad she wanted to just get crazy fucked, so he decided to tease her and take it slow. He slowly slid his cock in and out of her, pleasing her immensly but driving her crazy with wanting more. She grinded her hips on his cock, holding her legs spread as wide as she could. Jay continued pulling his cock almost all the way out of her tight pussy before slowly sliding his entire length deep inside of her. Jay finally could not take it any longer either and he starting pumping himself into her pussy harder and faster. He grabbed onto her thighs, holding them spread open as he drilled Jasmine’s tight pussy with his thick cock, making sure his entire length went into her with every hard thrust. Jasmine was glad that this part of the club was always quite empty, for if you were outside in the lounge, you would without a doubt be able to hear Jasmine’s cries of pleasure and Jay fucked her pussy hard and fast. Jasmine lean back again against the wall, letting Jay get a good view of his dick being pumped in and out of her pussy, covered in her juices. Jay held Jasmine’s hips steady with one hand and rand his other hand up and down her body as he kept fucking her. He grabbed her tits, pinching her nipples and then sliding his hand down her stomach and rubbing her swollen clit with his thumb. Jay was getting closer and closer to cumming and when Jasmine came hard on his dick, the pulsating and contracting of her pussy sent him over the edge and he came deep inside of her. They came together, both moaning, gasping, and glistening with sweat. He held his dick inside of her while they caught their breath and embraced, kissing each other, licking each others lips as they came down from their orgasmic highs. That would go down in both their histories as one of the hottest nights in their lives, and they left the club together that night, both hoping to have many more nights like that in the future.