Meg Philip/ April 15, 2017/ So Random/ 0 comments

We planned a girlie night out; just the four of us, just like old times. We even dressed the same; just like old times. Well not exactly the same but similar in style and coordinated in colours. The same rules applied but we decided to raise the stakes seeing as it was the month of love; it was all about the Valentines!

We decided against our usual place; decided to venture further afield, unknown territory as it were. We parked up across the road from the club and sat for a while; we were silent, deep in our own thoughts, anticipating the night ahead. We watched as people went in the club, groups of friends, mixed groups, same sex groups and the odd couple. We smiled as the smokers stood to the side, huddled together and enjoying their mutual fix. Mentally we noted the talent; verbally we selected our potential prizes for the night.

The time had come. We checked our appearance, topped up our lippy, blessed each other and our feet and, got out of the car. With huge smiles in place we approached the club and thanked the bouncers as they complimented us. We were still smiling as they held the door and carried out the obligatory bag search. Finally we were in the club; it was a lot bigger than it looked from the outside, but that’s always the case. We headed to the booth furthest from the bar, smiling at the DJ as he set up his equipment.

‘He’s mine’ Nat said.

‘Well the second bouncer is mine then’ Kym added quickly.

‘That’s cool with me, I’ve got my eye on that one over there’ Jackie said.

All eyes were on me as I surveyed the room, looking for my one.

‘There’s too many to choose from’ I whined.

‘Take your time girlfriend, the night is still young’ Kym soothed and signalled one of the bar staff over.

Jackie placed our order, making sure her ample chest was within his line of vision. She stroked his arm as he wrote down our order and blew him a kiss as he left.

‘Start as you mean to go on’ was her reply to our looks of mock disdain.

The DJ started playing some old school soul; Jackie and Nat stood up to dance. I smiled as Kym flirted heavily with the barman as he placed our drinks on the table. He whispered in her ear, brushing his lips across her cheek; discreetly stroking her arm. Kym smiled broadly and edged a little closer to him. Her body language told him he would get lucky later. He blew her kiss and went back to work.

‘Hey!’ was all she said to my questioning stare.

Drinks in hand, we toasted each other and set to work.

Nat showed the DJ her full appreciation for the music he was playing by putting on a show just for him, well for him and half the men in the place too. Jackie stood in front of the group of Checkers; nicknamed by us because they were blatantly out to check gyal! She smiled broadly at each of them in turn and rocked slowly. Kym and the bar man were locked in visual foreplay, leaving me still looking for my potential prize.

I stood up, stretched and scanned the venue. I joined Nat for a quick dance; did the two step with Jackie before returning to the booth. I chair danced as I sipped my drink and that’s when I saw my prize.

I sat and watched him from across the room; he was at the bar, he didn’t notice me staring at him. I licked my lips hungrily as he nodded his head to the music. Each nod sent a new shiver down my spine and through to every sensitive part of my body.

Fuck he is so hot; I’m going to have to do something about the ever increasing wet patch in my knickers, I thought.

My eyes were fixed on him as he picked up his drinks and made his way to a booth opposite ours. Damn, who is he with?

He looked over at me before he sat down; our eyes locked in an intense staring contest, neither of us blinking. The sparks flicking between and around us was obvious. He smiled before breaking away his stare. I stood up trance like, and made my way to the ladies; I lingered by his booth holding his gaze yet again, and smiling at the couple he was with.

Hmm, maybe there is some hope for me yet.

I made sure each step from then on was slow and deliberate, each cheek rolled as I walked. I wanted him to see how beautiful my arse looked from behind; that way he could use his imagination to see what he would look like standing behind me and fucking me so hard. I turned to look at him before branching off to the left where the ladies were; yep he was staring.

With a subtle wink, I continued on my journey. I slowly counted backwards from ten; very, very slowly.  I got to number five when he joined me.  We continued our staring contest as we stepped into the disabled toilet whilst our hands frantically navigated buttons and zips.  I emerged the victor, freeing his mighty fine form from the confines of his clothes before he even managed to undo my last button.   He stood before me; shirt on the floor, trousers around his ankles, bulging cock poking out the top of his boxers.  I got up on tip toes to kiss those succulent lips of his.

Wow so juicy, so soft!
I kissed his top lip and sucked his bottom lip. I licked his teeth and sucked his tongue. He reciprocated my kisses; kissing me exactly how I kissed him. My wet patch increased as his succulent lips teased mine.

Wow so juicy, so soft!

His lips were far too soft to be kissing mine for any length of time; they needed to be all over my body. As if reading my thoughts, he moved to my neck. I blushed as my involuntary gasp lingered in the air. He spun me around and used his juicy lips to tease the back of my neck, my ears and my spine. His juicy lips travelled the length of my spine, tickling the small of my back; causing more gasps – voluntary this time.

The heat from his kiss was intense on my neck as he gently nibbled. The heat from his hard and semi naked body causing me to throb continuously; his juicy lips pecking my ears making me gasp louder.

Wow so juicy, so soft!

I needed to feel those succulent lips travelling back down my body and up my thighs; they needed to be under my thong and on my throbbing clit.

I turned to face him; looked at his pretty face, staring at me with hunger in his eyes. I kissed his soft lips again, stroking his back with one hand and pulled down the lid of the toilet seat with my other hand before gently nudging him to sit down on it. He sat back and appraised my semi nakedness; reaching up to stroke my erect nipples through my lace cupped bra.

He pulled me closer to him, his eyes level with my stomach; he held on to my arse as he inhaled my perfumed skin, planting gentle kisses over my stomach and working his way lower down. He groaned as the heat from my body reacted on his tongue, his fingers caressing my thighs as they worked their way towards my pussy.

I took a step back and then raised my left leg, putting it on his shoulder. He looked up at me and smiled appreciatively whilst his nimble fingers set to work; massaging my erect clit through my lacy thong. He edged closer replacing his fingers with his nose, teasing my clit whilst inhaling my nectar.

He took my leg off his shoulder and slowly peeled my thong down, planting gently kisses on my thighs as I stepped out of my thong. He stood up and encouraged me to sit on the ledge behind the toilet, whilst he resumed his position straddled over the toilet seat; his face directly level with my wet pussy. His fingers traced the outline of my Brazilian and he smiled at me once more, before raising my legs to his shoulders.

His thumbed pressed against my clit, while his fingers gently stroked my pussy lips apart. My nectar glistening in the sudden light; he looked up at me, grinned and set to work. With my head rested against the back wall, I closed my eyes and let this handsome stranger demonstrate his skills.

He French kissed my pussy as if he were kissing my mouth; sucking away at my pussy lips as if it was my tongue. His own tongue pushing deeper inside me, his fingers holding my lips apart and pressing down on my clit. I writhed and moaned silently; trying in vain to stifle the tribal scream I wanted to let out.

He stopped suddenly and looked up at me, concerned. I looked down at him and managed a weak smile, signalling for him to continue. His juicy lips kissed my pussy and settled on my clit, pulling and nibbling with such passion.

Wow so juicy, so soft!

By now, I was on the edge of the ledge; thrusting my pussy on his tongue, holding his head and forcing him deeper. His tongue made contact with my clit, prodding and licking; his lips sucking and pulling and two of his fingers were deep inside and fucking me.

‘Oh fuck’ I said out loud as I climaxed.

I held on to his head with both hands as my body spasmed for what felt like an eternity as I continued to cum. He groaned into my pulsating pussy, lapping up my nectar until my body and pussy, eventually calmed down. I pulled him towards me and kissed him hard; tasting my sweet nectar on his lips and feeling another immediate rush as my body started to heat up again.

‘I want to fuck you now’ he said or rather demanded.

I jumped down from the ledge and made an attempt to get up on all fours on the toilet. Instead he spun me around to face the door and spread my hands star like whilst he kissed the back of my neck with those succulent lips of his.

Wow so juicy, so soft!

His boxers had come off in one swift motion and his monster cock tapped and prodded against my arse, whilst his lips were still causing damage to my neck and spine.

As if communicating telepathically, we both reached for our pack of condoms and raced to see who could get to them first. He emerged the victor this time. Within seconds his monster cock was wrapped up and making its way to my ready and waiting pussy. My stilettos ensured we were at a compatible height for such activity!

We gasped simultaneously as his monster cock thrust up and in my receptive pussy. His strokes were slow and deliberate as his cock adjusted to the sensation of its new and comfortable surroundings. Our pleasure and content was obvious as we instantly found our mutual rhythm. He cupped my breasts as I circled my hips and bucked against his thrusts; his firm chest pressing against my back heightened my pleasure. His breath was hot against my neck; his moans were getting louder as his body prepared for the imminent explosion. I reached behind me and held onto his arse encouraging him to fuck me harder and faster.

He bit my neck and roughly massaged my clit. The sting from the bite and rough massage of my clit was too much to bear; I came instantly. My inner pussy walls rapidly contracting on his cock. He lifted my right leg and held it behind him as he continued to pummel deeper and harder; I was still cumming, my body in uncontrollable spasm and my pussy still contracting on his cock causing him to cum with an almighty roar. His breathing was quick and uneven, his body still in full spasm as the last of his seed oozed; his jelly legs quivering.

He slumped against me and held me tight whilst trying to restore his breathing to normal. I took deep breaths and encouraged him to do the same until he eventually stopped shaking. I turned to face him and nursed those succulent lips once more; nursed them with my lips and tongue. I was savouring the fullness of his lips, engraving the softness of his lips in my mind until we met again. Reluctantly I pulled away to begin cleaning up. We stood side by side, silently, as we dressed.

‘I don’t make a habit of this sort of thing’ he said.

‘And neither do I’ I replied.

‘I’d like to make it habit with you though’ he said and kissed me again.

Those lips so juicy, so soft!

We exchanged names and numbers, kissed one more time and unlocked the toilet door. As we stepped out of the disabled cubicle, we were greeted to rapturous applause and cheering by a small group who had listened to our pleasure.

He bowed, I curtsied and we both went to rejoin our friends!


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