My Mom's Fiance

“Right here?” I was tipsy, but not drunk enough to let a stranger do me in a public place. At least I didn’t think I was.

But the gorgeous alpha leaned into me enough so that that masculine musk filled my nostrils again. Oh god, oh god. Virgin or not, I sighed with pleasure, insides loosening. My panties were drenched, shamefully so, and he could feel it all. Those clever fingers stroked me through the sopping lace, niggling my clit and making me gasp.

He smirked.

“Do you want it, princess?”

His other hand briefly stroked his dick through the straining fabric of his pants.

“Do you want this hard cock stuffed in that tiny cunt?”

I didn’t say anything, but my body knew the answer. My pussy was soaked enough for him to slide deep into me without any preparation. I’d seen it in the pornos, watching all those slutty girls get slammed in the cunt and ass by giant cocks. But I’m a good girl. There was too much to lose by getting involved with some boy and getting distracted.

But the thing is this wasn’t some boy. This was a stranger, someone I’d never see again. I could have a one-night stand, and walk away unscathed, right?

My thighs opened and his fingers slid under the edge of my panties, skimming lightly over my bare snatch. Oh god! Head falling back, I whimpered and opened my legs wider like a slut. I wanted his fingers on me. In me. I wanted his tongue. His giant dong, everywhere.

And Mr. VIP wasn’t immune either.

“Fuck, you’re wet,” came a harsh rasp. Emotions slid across his face too fast for me to catch but with his thick fingers toying under the edge of my panties and rubbing my wet snatch, I didn’t care.

“Climb on, princess.” He patted the big bulge in his lap. “I promise you’ll enjoy the ride.”

I stared down at his cloth-covered dick. Like a monster, that bulge got bigger and bigger until the front of his pants was completely obscene, tenting in a distorted vee. Growling, the big man stroked it while watching my reaction.

“Like what you see, baby girl?” came that low, smooth voice again. “You wanna climb on?”

I jolted. Oh my god. I still couldn’t believe that he wanted to fuck me in the club. This was absolutely mindblowing, like my brain was about to burst.

Because what about my friends? What about the other people at the venue? Would they be able to see? I looked away from the thick prick straining against the front of his pants, expecting my friends to be staring at us or for the other people to be watching me with shock and disgust.

But my friends were nowhere in sight, and neither was that sleazy bartender. Oh god. Jenna and Denise were probably off having a threesome with him, letting him rotate between their pussies. They were gone and nobody else paid any attention to me and the stranger.

The music pulsed loud and hard in the club and the dim lighting turned shapes into shadows. People ground against one another on the dance floor, practically having sex. In fact, I’d bet there were people getting it on, or at least some fingers snaking into wet twat. And that’s exactly what this guy wanted to do, here in the VIP lounge.

So why not? People were already doing it, and I didn’t want to be boring old Lacey anymore. Licking my lips, I scooted closer. My head swam from the alcohol even as my pussy throbbed, empty and aching to be filled.

“Okay,” came my soft reply.

And before I could give my saner self the chance to change its mind, I pulled off my panties and climbed on the stranger’s lap with my back to him, facing the dance floor. I expected the billionaire to grunt about how heavy I was, but instead, he only groaned with obvious excitement and gripped my thighs and my hips. The hand in my panties cupped my pussy and squeezed harder, making my clit jump. Oh my god, was this really happening?

But it was.

The billionaire grunted and squeezed my private place again, fingers slipping and sliding over my snatch, eliciting a moan.

“I like a girl with a little meat on her bones,” came that low, throaty growl in my ear. His hands stroked my belly and up to my boobs. “I’d love to bend you over and slam into your big ass and see all this juiciness jiggle while I fuck you.” He pinched my nipple and I moaned, so turned on I could scream. “Are you ready for me, princess?” With another grunt of excitement, he yanked my dress out of the way.

His dick was thick and hard under my ass. And god, oh so bare. I shivered and squirmed on top of it, pussy dripping wildly. I hadn’t even noticed when he unzipped and took his cock out, but it was here now, pressing insistently between my ass cheeks.