Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. I feel you come behind me and start dancing against me. I turn to look. You aren't bad looking. A little older than me, but obvious a man that knows how to assert himself. Without a word, I smile, turn back around, and continue to dance, pushing my bum back against you. The club is packed and the music is blaring. I get lost in a trance as you "dance" (grind) against me. I reach back with my right hand and you meet it with yours, grabbing my hand. I rub my finger tips against your palm playfully. You peek over my shoulders and watch my boobs giggle inside of my sheer black dress. My blonde hair lays over my left shoulder and swings back and forth as we move to the music. I feel you pressing through your pants against my butt cheek. I push back and center you against my butt as you writhe against me. You wrap your left arm around my waist, it presses against my breasts. I turn my face toward yours. "Hi," you say with a smile. Our lips are dangerously close. "Let's go somewhere else," I whisper. You take me to a VIP room where some people you know are partying. You sit on a plush couch and I slide into your lap. Everyone is drunk and dancing. Girls are dancing together, pulling each others skirts up to reveal their thongs while guys cheer them on. Nobody notices as we continue to grind against each other. Nobody seems to care to much either when you push the straps of my dress down my shoulders and begin playing with my nearly naked breasts. Before long they are completely naked and you are pinching and squeezing my nipples. You ask me if I'd like a drink and I pull my dress back over my boobs as you get up to get it. Everyone heads to the dance floor and I am alone, hoping you will hurry back. You return with one glass of wine, hand it to me and then to my astonishment, you kneel in front of me, push my dress up to my hips and lower your face into my crotch. You spread my legs, press my panties to the side with your fingers, and begin to expertly give me head. Outside the door people walk past in throngs, but you motor away at my snatch, licking up and down and making me shake. I pull my tits back out from beneath the thin dress and play with them. I slip lower on the couch, dropping the glass of wine on the floor and running my hand through your hair. The tip of your tongue tickles my clit and I moan with my eyes closed, not caring how many people walk past and see us. Just when I think I am going to explode, you pick me up and carry me across the room to a corner where no one can see us unless they come in the room. You lower me into a chair, my left leg drapes over the arm. You suck and bite at my right boob as you fingers again push my panties to the side. You tickle and tease my lips and clit with your digits until I am whimpering and squirming in the chair. You mouth pulls away from my nipple and our mouths meet in a lustful, passionate embrace. Our tongues are unable to get enough of each other as our juices mix around them. I orgasm, thrashing in the chair as you fingers drive me to ecstasy. The 15 minutes or so it took to get from the club to a hotel room seemed to last forever. We were topless by the time we got off the elevator, my dress pushed down to my waist as you molested my boobs and your shirt still inside when the doors closed, headed back down to the lobby. By the time we managed to get the key in the door, we were completely naked except for my black high heels and your socks. I'm not even sure if there was anyone else in the hall. You managed to get your socks off by the time you got to the foot of the bed to find me kneeling on the floor with my mouth open and ready for your cock. I sucked it long and hard, deep throating it until I could feel your rock hard balls against my lips. I sucked and sucked, making you groan and grimace and cuss. When you could no longer take it you pulled my head off your schlong and climbed into bed, your head resting on the pillows, you dick calling for me. I got up and took my shoes off then I walked around to the side of the bed and sat on you stomach. I was dripping with excitement by the time you lifted me up and placed me on your pole. I felt you slide deep into me as your hands steadied me by the hips. I rocked up and down, my pussy enveloping your massive rod. You rose up to meet me, again and again, harder and harder until we had reached a pace that was shaking the bed and making me scream. "Fuck me, fuck me hard baby!" I cried. I needed it so bad and thankfully, you had no problem obliging. Someone pounded on the wall from the next room. I guess the headboard was slamming off the wall, but I wasn't about to let up. I slipped off and you pounced off the bed, pulling me to the side, spreading my legs as you grabbed my right knee and left ankle with your strong fingers. You drove yourself home inside of me. I whimpered and begged, "That's it darling, fuck me long and hard. Fuck me with that big cock, lover!" I dropped my hands behind my head. My tits shook violently as you rammed into me again and again. "Ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhhh," I cried. You noticed that I was wearing my scrunchy on my right wrist so you reached up with one hand, cuffed around my left wrist also and grabbed my legs and went back to fucking me. You pulled me up, flipped me over on my knees and retied the scrunchy around my wrists behind my back. "Oh my God," I moaned with anticipation. "Are you gonna fuck me doggy-style? Are you gonna fuck me like a dog?" Your answer came in the form a thick cock being slid into my pussy from behind. "Ewwwww," I cooed. "That's it lover, fuck me. Fuck me all night long." And you did. Your big dick rocking my world from the inside as you fucked me from behind, my wrists bound behind me. I came in a series of climaxes, my voice rising with screams and cries. There was no doubt that the entire floor heard me and knew I was getting fucked like crazy. It probably sounded like you were murdering me. When you were done, you freed my hands, layed me on my back, and knelt beside my face. I grabbed your dick and you came all over my face. I felt it run down my cheeks and drip and smear on the comforter. I went to take a quick shower, hoping that you would be there and awake when I got done. As the water washed your cum off my face, two thoughts crept into my mind. "I wonder what your name is?" and "I wonder if he will do me again?" -------------------------------- Yahoo! FareChase - Search multiple travel sites in one click.