Damn, back to square one.
After my fifth scotch, the music makes me happy. Everyone looks like they could be my best friend, including the blonde who eye-fucked me from the dance floor. I make my way over to her and immerse myself in the tight crowd. I’m not shy—let’s get this shit over and done with. I place my hand on her hip and pull her into me. She makes a slight squeal but laughs it off as she runs her hands along my chest.
I lean down to her ear to inhale her cheap perfume. Who cares that it’s cheap? Just get fucking laid already.
“I need your name if you want me to scream it out while I’m fucking this pretty little ass of yours.”
She lets out a sigh and rubs herself against my throbbing cock.
Green light.
“My name is Tori, and I need your name if you want me to moan it while I’m sucking on your cock.”
I press my body against hers. I can smell the moisture between her legs. She’s fucking wet as hell.
My tongue is just shy of her ear. “Julian, and we should get out of here, now.”
Tori continues to rub herself against my cock, my jeans constraining the poor fella as he can barely breathe, suffocating behind all the fabric. Why is she delaying?
“I’ll tell you what, Julian… how ‘bout we have some fun?”
Oh great.
The last time a woman said this to me, she wanted to fuck while we took Ecstasy. Sure, the sex was off the fucking charts, but I’m trying to stay clean. I think it’s time to pull the plug on Tori.
“Don’t look so frightened, handsome.” She turns me and wraps her hands around my waist. “You see that blonde by the bar? The one with the short white dress?”
Big fucking tits—yes, of course, I see her.
“Well, how about she joins us? You know, make this more… let’s say… dirty.”
Jackpot.
She pulls my hand toward the exit and nods to the other girl to follow us. Outside the bar, I push Tori against the wall, crushing my lips on hers. Yeah, I am fucking desperate.
Her taste is sweet like passion fruit flavor or something. Who the fuck knows? My dick is leading the charge here. She pulls away only briefly to hold my hand and lead me around the corner to a hotel. We enter the lobby and wait for the elevator. Once inside, I push her against the wall, this time sliding my hands up her dress to cup her ass. She moans into my mouth, but we’re briefly interrupted when the doors ping open. We stumble to her room. Inside, there’s no waiting. She unbuttons my shirt and runs her hands down my chest, carefully moving them along my abs.
My belt buckle echoes through the room as the metal hits the floor along with my jeans. Tori positions herself on her knees, caressing my cock through my boxers. Goddamn, the pre-cum is oozing out. Fucking suck it already.
I flinch as she pulls them down, and I’m bare, waiting, ready, needing her lips to wrap around it, wanting to feel my tip touch the back of her throat, wanting her muscles to choke as she takes me all in. This delayed gratification bullshit is normally hot, but I need a release and I need it now.
Her tongue gracefully circles the head of my cock, spreading myself all over her lips. I place my hand on her head and wrap her ponytail around my hand, forcefully pulling her in. I jerk as I feel her throat enclose on my cock, causing her to gag. I let out a moan and repeat the action until I hear the click of the door.
I close my eyes and wait for her touch. What was her name again? Jesus, who gives a fuck.
The warmth of her body presses against my back, her nipples erect as I feel them protrude through her dress and against my skin. She runs her hands along my torso from behind, making her way down to Tori’s face where she places her hands on her cheeks gently before directing her head to take me in deeper.
My body reacts instantly. The familiar pressure is rising. Self-control, Julian. C’mon, you’ve done this a thousand times with women hotter than this.
Don’t. Fucking. Go. There.
Okay, clear train of thought.
There are two women here, so let’s have some fun because God knows I deserve it.
Big tits moves toward my front until her face is in line with mine. I crash my lips onto hers, her kisses frenzied, and her moans loud. She’s begging me to suck on these beautiful tits of hers. I don’t break the kiss. My fingers trail her body until they’re dancing around her bra. With one swift move, my hands are tweaking her nipples, squeezing her tits, barely able to caress them in my hands.
They are fucking huge.