The Club

i am sitting alone at home, doing the usual—working, painting with a movie on the DVD in the background—when i suddenly just have to escape. i am overwhelmed by the urge to get in my car and drive for as long as it takes to outrun the cage of my life. i end up four hours away, in front of a club in the city, staring at the front door. Why have i come here? What am i looking for? i think i know, but don’t want to admit it to myself yet. But what the Hell, i am here, the music is pounding out the door, i might as well go in and dance.

i push my way through to the bar and order a Drambui on the rocks and move to a place in the room where i can watch and get a feel for the flow of the room. The dance floor is crowded, everyone pressed into one another. i am not there more than a moment before a man approaches me. i watch him out of the corner of my eye, my heart suddenly pounding inside my chest. He’s tall, handsome, and looking fine in a black dress shirt and slacks. Maybe he isn’t walking towards me at all.

“Hello.” His voice has a warm timbre, and soft even though he is making himself heard over the club’s cacophony. He leans close to my ear, and i can smell his cologne—subtle and enhancing the warm, male smell of him rather than covering it up. my breath hitches and my body responds to him instantly.

i smile nervously. “hello.”

“Come, dance with me.”

i meet his eyes, and see that his words aren’t a request. i nod and when he reaches his hand out for mine, i slip it into his grip without hesitation. As i follow him across the room, weaving through the press of humanity, i can feel that my pussy is wet. What is it about this man?

He takes me through the crowd into the center of the dance floor. i am uneasy with people pressing in on me from all sides, and i glance around, trying to keep an eye on everyone and keep some personal distance for myself.

“Forget them.”

i look up and meet His eyes. They are warm and kind, but intense, drawing me in.

“Just ignore them. There is only you and me.” He moves closer to me, his hands reaching up to stroke my shoulders and arms as we move. His touch is electric, lifting my skin into gooseflesh, making my heart race. Involuntarily, i move closer to him, so that my hands brush against him, but keep myself at an angle.

“No.” He takes my waist and turns me so that we are face to face, pressed together. “Now, touch me.”

i reach up and tentatively lay my hands on his chest. Heat is radiating through the soft fabric of his shirt, making the palms of my hands tingle. Without even really realizing what i am doing, i run my hands along the contours of his chest and upper stomach. my belly does flips and a strong pulsating yearning starts up in my groin. A flush of juices run from me and soak my panties.

“Lower.”

i look down, staring at his chest as a mixed jolt of terror and desire rips through me. His fingers slip under my chin and lift my face until my eyes are locked on His again.

“Slide them lower.”

my hands slip down over his stomach, his flesh warm and yielding under my touch. i stop when my fingers reach his belt and travel back up, exploring him from his broad, hard shoulders down to the edges of his hip bones. Slowly the fear bleeds away as the magic of his hands on my waist, the rhythm of the music and the press of bodies ensnare me completely, and everything outside us disappears.

“Follow my lead.”

“Yes,” i whisper and press closer to him.

His hands slip around my back and pull me into him. i am acutely aware of the heat of his chest against my breasts and down my stomach, the firmness of his penis against me. i pull back, nervous again suddenly as i feel his arousal, but he gently draws me back and moves his groin against me.

He bends over slightly to whisper in my ear, and i close my eyes, swaying slightly as he fills my senses, completely overwhelming me. “Follow my lead.”

i nod and slip my hands around him, feeling the leanness of his sides, the long curves of muscle up his back and into his shoulders. The feel of him is intoxicating. i move my hips against his, tentatively at first, but when i feel him respond to me, i react with lust instead of fear this time.

His hands move over the small of my back and down my backside until he is cupping my ass in his hands. i mimic his actions without hesitation. He smiles and bends to press his lips to mine. i kiss him back, softly tasting him. The tip of his tongue brushes my lips, and i open them, inviting him in, but he just nibbles on my lower lip and pulls back far enough to look into my eyes again.

“Unbuckle my belt.”

i look around us. We are in the middle of a crowded place, and the fear returns. Groping one another is one thing, but…

“Unbuckle my belt,” he whispers in my ear.

i look up, finding my courage in his eyes once again, and my hands move to do as they are told.

“Good.” He pulls me tighter against him, trapping my hands between us as his palms slide down my ass to my upper thigh and begins working the fabric of my skirt up to expose me.

my pussy throbs even as my heart races and i can feel a hot blush working up my neck. Everyone is going to be able to see me… i could be kicked out… arrested even… but all of that disappears into the raw desire i see in his eyes.

“Follow my lead.” His voice has taken on a husky tone as his hands move under my skirt, his fingers sliding under my panties to caress my bare ass.

i unbutton the waistband of his slacks and slip my hands inside, working my way back and under the tails of his shirt at the same time. When i reach skin, i realize that he isn’t wearing anything under his slacks. Pressing closer, i investigate every inch of his flesh, pausing to knead his ass timidly.

He bends to kiss me again as a single finger glides into my crack, pausing to tease my anus before moving lower to discover my soaking depths. i moan softly and lean into him as his finger teases the hot, swollen flesh of my pussy lips.

“Unbutton your blouse five buttons.”

i withdraw my hands from his slacks and do as i am told.

“Pull your breasts out the top of your bra.”

i move to do as i am told, jumping and letting out a startled gasp as a foreign hand slides between my legs from behind to grope my pussy through my panties. i try to pull away, but he holds me in place and smiles.

“Let him touch, there is only you and me.”

i take a long, shaking breath and nod, my hands lifting to remove my breasts from the bra, my c cups and their erect nipples barely concealed by the sides of my open blouse.

“Good. One hand on my ass while the other rubs my cock through my pants.”

i obey, sliding my left hand back into the waistband of his pants as my right finds its way down to his penis. Even though it isn’t fully erect, i can tell that he is long and thick, that he will stretch my pussy to its limits if he decides to fuck me. All the muscles in my pussy undulate at that thought, and another flow of wetness runs over his fingers.

i don’t know what he communicates to the other person who groped me, but the hand withdraws a little, no longer invading my handsome stranger’s territory… but a hot, sweaty body presses hard against me from behind, moving slightly to the music as are we. i can feel that man’s erection pressed against my ass as his hands slip into the waist of my panties, pushing them down until they sit halfway down my thighs.

i nearly bolt then, completely exposed and trapped between two men, but my handsome stranger’s hands hold me in place. He reaches up to tilt my head so that our eyes meet again. He smiles and bends to kiss me, his lips soft and wet, his mouth opening to consume mine, his tongue no longer teasing, but demanding. Now that my panties are gone, he allows my skirt to fall around his hand, covering me.

His kisses drive away the fear and i relax against him, my hand savouring the contours of his penis even shrouded behind the fabric as it is. i long to wrap my hands and lips around it, to make him shudder the same way his hand on my pussy is making me.

His kisses leave my lips and travel across my cheek to my jaw, and then down my neck, where he lingers for a moment, nibbling at the sensitive spot where my pulse is close to the surface. He bends lower, pushing me back into the man behind me, his face brushing aside my blouse as his lips close around my left nipple. i let out a long moan and let my head fall back onto the sweaty fellow’s chest as waves of pleasure spread out from his lips, tongue and teeth on my breast.

He sucks hard on the nipple for a moment then rolls it around his tongue before taking it between his teeth. He bites down hard, eliciting a gasp of mixed pain and arousal, then pulls away, my nipple still between his teeth, stretching it, lifting my breast. Without even thinking, i clamp my thighs on his hand, grinding myself against his touch.

Releasing my breast, he looks up and shakes his head. “None of that now. i will make you come when i am ready.”

i nod and relax, but it is hard to fight the urge as he takes my other breast into his mouth, and the finger between my legs continues to slowly caress the slick surfaces. Instead of that release, i turn all my lust into my ministration of his cock, teasing as much of the head as i can feel, running gentle, teasing fingertips along its length. i grin to myself and bend to kiss his neck at the soft groan that rewards my teasing.

The sweaty man behind me puts both hands under my skirt, on my ass, one of his fingertips playing with my asshole as the other hand kneads my flesh hard, insistently. Every once in a while he grinds his erection into me, and i can feel that it is large, and unlike my handsome stranger, he is ready to go.

“Do up the waist of my pants and unzip the fly,” my stranger says, looking up from my breasts for a moment.

i obey eagerly, wanting very much to feel his cock in my hands. i reach inside, and take him in my hand, stroking him from his balls to the head. His penis is nearly hard, the skin like silk, the head oozing precum, giving me some lubrication to work with as my hand moves down to his balls again. i pause every couple of strokes to play with the head and underside. He feels huge in my small hands, and my pussy aches to feel him slide through my slick lips and fill me, stretching me until i cry out.

“Put it in your mouth,” he orders, standing upright.

i bend over eagerly, hardly noticing the man behind me until he slips his fingers into my pussy, then quickly returning them to my ass. He pushes one inside me, and i spread my legs, arching into him as he finger fucks my ass.

i close my lips around my handsome stranger’s cock and take as much of him into my mouth as i can until his head is deep in my throat. Sucking hard, i pull away, slowly letting him escape me until the head is between my lips. Using the hard tip of my tongue, i lick the slit, then lick around the rim to tease the underside, before plunging it all the way back into my throat.

“Fuck me with your mouth,” he tells me, his voice hoarse and strained with pleasure.

i smile and do as he asks, moving my head quickly, keeping the suction strong until i can feel his body go rigid. He takes my shoulders and pushes me away… pushing me back into the hands of the man nearly forgotten behind me. The pressure forces his finger deep inside me and i groan with pleasure. He slips another inside as well.

“Hold yourself open,” my stranger tells me.

i obey, lifting my skirt and holding my pussy lips open. Stepping close to me to partially cover our actions, he reaches inside his fly and removes his cock, presenting it more than withdrawing it. i smile, and my pelvis arches, anticipating. He moves into me, not entering me, just sliding the head through my silky, soaking lips. It takes all my control not to thrust myself against him.

The man behind me regains my attention when his penis slaps against my ass. It slides between my buttocks into my pussy for a moment, and i overcome by the feeling of two cocks rubbing me, but then he withdraws, his cock replaced by his hand. He scoops at my wetness with his fingers, and rubs it all over and inside my anus, and i tense, realizing he is preparing it to fuck me there.

The man behind me holds off though, and my attention is drawn back to my handsome stranger as he slips the head of his cock into me. “It’s okay, let go of yourself and hang onto me,” he says.

i do as i am told, and grip his shoulders. He moves gently inside me, using just the first couple of inches to tease my opening. i move against him, fighting to obey his missive to stay still, but wanting him all the way inside me so badly.

He can obviously tell my eagerness and eases his cock inside me. As i knew it would, it stretches me, adding pain to the exquisite pleasure of feeling him fill me. i let out a loud moan, with only a moment’s thought for the fact that others surely heard me. my fingers dig into him as he enters me all the way, and stops, letting me take in the sensations.

Overcome with arousal, i reach down towards my clit, but he takes my hand and stops me and moves it back to his shoulder.

“You aren’t going to need to do that.” He smiles and slowly pulls his cock out of me. Using the head, he teases my clit, eliciting heavy groans as i close my eyes and fall into the feeling of him.

The man behind me is fingering my anus again, working in one finger, and then two. i spread my legs as wide as i can to encourage him.

my handsome stranger thrusts into me suddenly, and i fall forward into him, muffling my cries against his chest as he begins fucking me insistently. Not quickly, but with long, hard, steady strokes. Each one makes me cry out.

i feel the head of a cock at the entry to my ass and press back, pushing myself open to help take him into my tightest hole. With all the juices flowing down there from my lust, he slides in easily and i cry out again, but not for him… for the man working my pussy… the man who fills my every sense. All i can smell is his musk and cologne. All i can see is the wall of his chest. All i can hear is the heaviness of his breath and groans of pleasure. All i can feel is his body against and in mine.

Both men take up a rhythm, steady and hard, stretching me, making my pussy and ass raw in a most delicious way, and i begin to feel the beginnings of my orgasm building in the pit of my stomach. It builds, warm, tingling, making my legs weak and i cling to my handsome stranger, using him to hold me on my feet as they rock me between them. my nipples rub against his shirt, the friction adding to the frenzy of my pleasure. Both cocks begin to speed up and i let out long, constant cries of desire and pain. The man behind me hammers at my ass, his cock now dry humping me a little as he gets carried away in his own pleasure. i arch my pelvis against the thrusts into my pussy, my vaginal muscles clenching to hold him inside me as he withdraws, and bursting open to take him in again.

“Cum for me,” he says. “Cum now.”

Once again, i obey. A wave of pleasure jolts through me, sending my body into spasms of delight only intensified as i feel him cum inside me. The man whose cock is inside my ass pulls out and i feel his cum splashing against my skin, hot and sticky, covering my ass and running down the back of my thighs.

i cling to my handsome stranger as the presence at my back lets my skirt fall and disappears. Then he pulls away and puts his cock back in his pants, and straightens his clothes.

“Step out of your panties; i’ll take them. Go to the washroom and get cleaned up.”

i straighten myself within the shelter of his body, putting my breasts back inside my bra and button my shirt. “Yes, Master.”

“i will meet you at the car.”