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This guy made it fun. He brought our bodies together. We pressed each other so much that I was able to feel how ready he was to fuck me. He made me realize maybe skinny guys were not the only ones with big dicks. Damn, the feel of it against my belly made my whole body tingle. He was so much taller than me despite my high heels and so much bigger, but still, he made it work. Our bodies moved very harmonically.
After one song, his hands started roaming over my body, and he confidently squeezed my ass over my dress. Sometimes that bothered me, but with him, the feel of his strong hand only made me slicker between my legs.
This was the perfect conquest for my last night of freedom before the whole shitshow began.
We didn’t talk. Music was too loud anyway, and our bodies told us everything we needed. When my panties started getting too slick from his heat and the hungry look he was giving me, I put my hand on his abs, slowly moving downward. Challenge lit up his eyes, and he squeezed my ass again.
In the next moment, his hand was at the back of my neck, and his lips were close enough to touch. He lifted his eyebrows in question, and I reached up to kiss him before he could. I felt him smile before starting to devour me. He angled my head the way he wanted and kissed me the way he wanted.
I normally didn’t like to give up power, but his domineering ways didn’t bother me. He seemed like he wouldn’t mind me being in control as well.
His lips were soft, which created a nice combination with the hardness of his short stubble. He didn’t wait long to nudge my lips with his tongue. When I opened up to him, he didn’t disappoint at all. He kissed me so deeply and so perfectly that I wanted to feel it between my legs. I was already aching.
And he was probably no different.
I bit his lip and, at the same time, cupped his erection over his pants. Damn, he wasenormous. It actually made me a little worried. I had sex with well-endowed guys before, but this one was too well-endowed, and I was still small.
If he didn’t know how to use it, it had to potential to be painful. For some reason, I believed he did know how to use it, though.
He hissed into my mouth with the impact and pulled back a bit. Curiosity filled his eyes, along with lust. “What is your name?” he asked with wonder.
“Ana,” I answered and pulled him back for a kiss before he could speak again. Names didn’t really matter. I never asked any of my hook-ups their names. We were never going to see each other again anyway. Even if the sex would be too good, I could not risk fucking someone twice.
Thankfully the guy didn’t resist and kissed me with hunger. He pressed his hips to my hand, his cock growing even more under his pants. I wanted those pants gone.
This time it was me who pulled back. I talked to his ear over the song. “Do you want to see a great storage closet?”
He smiled sheepishly. “I could show you a great hotel room instead.”
Oh god. It would be so fun to have sex in a bed until the morning with this guy. His effect on my body was enough to give him a chance for a long fuck, but our timing was shit. I could not spend my night in a hotel room when I needed to wake up rested and alert tomorrow morning.
Still, I was not leaving without fucking him.
“Storage closet is closer,” I said, hoping he would not insist on the hotel. I hated when they couldn’t take a hint.
This guy didn’t even hesitate. He smiled and bent down to pull my earlobe between his teeth. I pressed my thighs together, dying for some friction, and he said, “Lead the way.”
Yes!
I reached for his hand, and his big fingers closed around mine. A guy I hooked up with showed me the unlocked storage closet in this club. After that, I used it a few times, but I tried not to overdo it, so the staff won’t realize what was happening.
When we reached the small black door, I looked around quickly and pushed open the door. I pulled the guy inside with me, and before I could even turn around, he closed the door, and I heard a click. Apparently, I was not the only one excited.
He pulled me towards his body by my hips and kissed me again. His hands grabbed the hem of my skirt, and he pulled it up, letting the cool air touch my upper thighs. He grabbed my asscheeks, squeezing them almost angrily. Then one hand moved between my cheeks and touched me where I ached the most.
The guy groaned over my lips. “Fuck! You are soaked.”
I was. I didn’t always get this wet, but he had a strong effect on my body. I just wanted to feel him deep inside.
He nibbled my ear and started rubbing me over my lace panties. “What were you thinking to get this wet, Ana?”
The name made me shudder in his arms. It was a short version of my name, but no one called me that. I only gave that name to people I hooked up with, so my brain knew sex was on the horizon whenever someone called me Ana.
I grabbed him again over his jeans and squeezed, making him groan again. “I was thinking about getting this out of your pants.”
He chuckled darkly. “And where do you want it?”
“My cunt,” I moaned as he pushed a finger inside. He could push three. I was wet enough to probably take anything right now.
