RELATED TAG: two on one fuck
a night out….
By: pinkcalalilly (pinkcalalilly@msn.com)A night out…
I’m kind of a homebody. I do go out, but if I had my pick, I’d rather stay home. But on this particular night I was glad my friends talked me into a night out.
I woke to the phone ringing off the hook. As I rolled over with sleepy eyes, I wondered who the hell would be calling at this hour on a Saturday morning. I was greeted by the perky voice of one of my best friends, Abby. Her voice and attitude could make the dead rise. She was always upbeat, and had a loud voice, so it was impossible to ignore her. When she asked if I was ready for tonight, I asked her what the hell, it’s not even 9:00am. She laughed and reminded me that we were both supposed to get manicures and pedicures at the spa at 11:30.
I was still groggy, and climbed out of bed and stumbled into the shower – I knew that I could get functional with a hot shower. I washed myself, then shaved to make sure that my pussy was as clean as could be. As I did I thought about the coming night.
There were six of us going to the casino for a girls’ night out. I wanted to party that night, so I had reserved a room, which kept me from having to drive home drunk.
I met Abby at the spa. I generally run late, and today was no exception. When I got there she was waiting for me inside, and the ladies rushed us into the spa itself. We soaked out feet in the hot water, she talked about how she was so up for a night without her husband.
I always feel a bit jealous of my married friends, they always have someone to come home to, not to mention a good sex life without having to worry about STDs, or getting some weirdo that is going to do something crazy.
When the manicure and pedicure were done, we agreed that we would meet at the casino at 7:00, and I went home to pack a few things and dress for the night. The reason for packing a just in case bag, was that it just could possibly be that I might find a reason to spend the night somewhere. Nine times out of ten I would just lug it home again, not because I couldn’t find someone to spend the night with, but because I didn’t find anyone I wanted to spend the night with for a variety of reasons.
I have several sides to my personality – the quiet, responsible, boring and average side, and the fun, sexy side that I hide and share with very few people.
I had packed the just in case bag because I thought that despite the fact that I was planning on playing the shy, reserved Cheryl while I was with my friends, maybe this once I could throw caution to the winds and be my fun self. I would have to be careful, but just in case I met someone who I would like to play with, I would be prepared.
I was really feeling sexually charged tonight, and as I drove to the casino, I thought that maybe, just for a change, I would find the first cute, funny man that I could and seduce him. Of course I had to find one of those luscious men who didn’t have a date, but I knew that they were always around the casino.
I wanted him to have me naked, and to fuck me doggy style, playing with my nipples while he did. As I thought this, I could feel my nipples coming erect, and my pussy getting a bit moist.
I had anticipated tonight, and worn a sheer Kelly green top, which didn’t leave a whole lot to the imagination. When I arrived, I got out of the car, flashing the lacey tops of my black thigh highs at the valet who took my car and I walked into the casino.
The bellman spent more time looking at my chest, and my nipples, than he did at the door, and damn near cracked his head on the door.
As I walked towards the elevator, I grinned to myself, wondering if I could really go through with what I had thought up. I threw my bag on the bed and hurried down to meet my friends. I hate to be late, but despite everything I try, I am almost always late, and tonight was no exception, my friends were all waiting impatiently for me, and as soon as I appeared, we hurried off to the restaurant that we had the reservations at.
Dinner was fun, with all of us chatting, being silly, listening to the lists of honey-do’s my friends had put together for their husbands.
After several bottles of wine, dinner and the wine were done, and we all headed off to gamble. Most of my friends prefer the slot machines, but I vastly prefer cards. Poker, blackjack, you name it and I like it.
I found a nice spot next to several attractive, older, men. (And yes, I do have a thing for older men. I’m not sure why, but I think it is because they are generally better lovers, and are more attentive to women and their needs and desires, both in and out of bed. I flirted shamelessly, and had a couple of drinks before I decided that I needed to go find my friends and see what they wanted to do. Besides, I had already won enough to pay for the room and dinner, and I didn’t want to get greedy. You always wind up losing if you get greedy.
I rounded up everyone, and we headed into the nightclub where they had a live band. The music was great, not so loud that we couldn’t talk, and it looked like there might well be a couple of live wires there that could interest me.
My friends were having coffee and trying to make sure they were sober enough to drive home. I, on the other hand, was feeling like my night was just getting started. I checked out several of the men at the bar, and decided that I might well come back after my friends left and see if perhaps something would present itself to me.
After I had walked my friends to the exit, I made a beeline for the elevator, my pussy already moist with anticipation. I got to my room, and tore my clothes off, jumping into the shower just to quickly wash off and make myself fresh. I turned the bed down just in case I got lucky tonight, grabbed a couple of things from my overnight bag, put on a pair of black dress heels, which made my legs look so much longer, and headed out the door.
As I rode down in the elevator, I thought about what I wanted most, and decided that it was a stiff cock in my pussy. Not just any cock though, it had to be one attached to someone that was pleasing to me. I wanted to get laid, but I really wasn’t interested in just anyone. Whoever it was that was going to get lucky tonight at least had to have a good personality, and good looks. A big cock would be a bonus, although I had slept with a couple of guys who weren’t particularly well endowed, but they sure as hell knew what to do with what they had. Thinking back on it as I walked into the nightclub, I thought that those guys probably had given me the best sex I had ever had.
I looked around as I came in, and was pleased to see that both the men I had thought would have good potential for my attentions tonight were still there. Unfortunately, there weren’t any stools available near either one of them, and the tables were all completely full.
I was standing just inside the door, wondering just how I was going to be able to deal with this, when a man seated next to one of my targets pushed his glass toward the back of the bar, got up and started walking toward me. I immediately started toward the bar, and when I got there I just asked my target if the seat was taken.
Over the next hour or so, I openly flirted with him and he seemed to be interested in me. He was funny and sexy, and seemed to be quite smart to boot.
I paid attention to him, watching his every move, and was a bit disappointed that he didn’t come on to me like I wanted him to. Finally I did something that I had never done before, I straight out asked him if he would like to come up to my room, then held my breath waiting for his response.
He looked at me, as though he was a bit dumbfounded, the picked up my hand, kissed it, and told me that he couldn’t imagine anything that he would like more, as he was sure the view in my room was truly spectacular. As we rode up in the elevator, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed my neck from behind, letting his tongue dance on my ear a bit before returning to my neck. I encouraged his hands to move a bit higher, and within moments his fingers were wandering across my breasts, making my pussy almost ache with desire.
When the elevator opened on my floor, I took his hand and led him down the hall to my room, where I fumbled with the card key for a few moments until I managed to get the door open. As soon as I was able to get the door closed again, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and pressed myself against him, feeling his cock becoming rigid and I tried to send my tongue down his throat. I moved my hands down to his ass and pulled him into me, making sure that his cock was positioned almost at my pussy. As he was a bit taller than I am, it didn’t quite push against my pussy, but I was getting a very satisfying bulge pressing against my lower stomach, just above where my pubic hair would have been if I had any.
I could feel his hands reach around me, and fumble for my zipper, zipping it down a bit. I broke the kiss and turned around so that he could finish the job.
He pulled my long curls to one side then proceeded to lower the zipper the rest of the way, following it with his mouth, kissing my back every inch of the way.
When my dress lay in a puddle at my feet, I turned back to face him in my black panties (what there was of them), and the matching bra, cupping a breast in each hand, and hefting them a bit, before walking over to the bed and sitting down. Then it was my turn. I wanted control to be mine, I didn’t want to just be someone’s fuck toy, I wanted him to be mine, at least to an extent, and for the moment.
I told him to undress for me. While he did, I slipped my hand inside my panties, playing with my clit, and inserting them into my pussy just a bit while he undressed.
As he slid his briefs down, I at last saw my prize, stiff as a board, with the veins standing out.
I stood up, and walked over to him, presenting my fingers that had so recently been in my pussy to his lips. Without a moment’s hesitation he took each finger into his mouth, played with it with his tongue, cleaning it, and treating my fingers as though they were a truly wonderful taste treat.
I pushed him back onto the bed, and straddled him, my pussy and wet panties pressed against him while I kissed him, tasting my own pussy on his lips. I moved down between his thighs, not letting him reach me. I wanted to make him beg.
I licked the head of his cock, then let my tongue slowly move down his shaft, circle around and come back up the other side. I licked his balls, letting my tongue caress that soft tender spot under his balls while my fingers explored his ass.
Then with my mouth on his balls, one hand fingering his ass, my other hand took hold of his cock, stroking it, letting my fingers slid across his slit, spreading the precum around his head, I could hear him moaning and begging me to take him in my mouth, and then begging me to fuck him. That led me to just play a bit harder.
Then I took a little pity on him, and slid my mouth back up his cock until I could taste the precum on him. I opened my mouth and slid him in, taking him as deep into my mouth and throat as I could. I could feel his cock all the way into my mouth, and throat, my eyes watering a bit as he pushed himself deeper, as though he was bottoming out in my pussy. He started to moan even more, and say that he was getting ready to cum, and he wanted to cum in my pussy.
Suddenly I could feel him push me away from that wonderful cock, then he grabbed me, pulled me up, and pushed me over onto my back.
He almost ripped my panties off me in his haste. My bra was pushed off my breasts, and he attacked my nipples with a passion I hadn’t experienced in years. Before I knew it, I was completely naked, and he was kissing my thighs, and running his tongue up between my pussy lips, then his hands were spreading my lips, his tongue darting between them, before his mouth settled on my clit, sucking it like a little cock, his tongue swirling around as he sucked.
I felt my climax approaching, and started begging to be fucked, but he wasn’t having a bit of it. I felt two fingers enter me, as his tongue did it’s magic on my clit.
When I came, it was shattering. I couldn’t stop my heaving hips, and the waves of my climax just seemed to go on and on. I wanted him to fuck me immediately, but he wouldn’t. I begged, I pleaded, he just ignored me. He simply started playing with my breasts with his mouth, while his fingers played with my pussy and clit. Over and over he did this until I was out of my mind with need. I don’t know how many times I came, but I do know it was more than three or four.
Finally he gave in, turning me onto my stomach, and telling me to get onto my knees. I could feel my juices dripping out of my pussy as I waited for him to slide his cock into me.
There was a pause, then I could feel the head of his cock pressing very slightly against my pussy lips before he entered me.
Once he was in me, he fucked me hard and fast, as though he couldn’t wait. My whole body was shaking with desire, and his hands were slapping my ass as he told me how naughty I was, and how much I needed to be fucked like this.
I had begin to come almost immediately after he entered me, but he just kept on, telling me how I needed to be fucked like this, and how he was going to fill me up with his cum until I overflowed. I felt him start to spurt into me, and yelled:
Oh God, yes. That’s it. Fill me up, make me cum, and fill my pussy.
I think I almost passed out from that orgasm, as he collapsed on the bed beside me. I know I was giggling to myself that I had had one of the most wonderful nights of sex I had ever had.
The next morning, I woke up from a wonderful dream of being fucked silly by someone who I hardly knew. Then I felt his juices seeping out of my pussy and onto my thigh. He had been at it again, and I loved it. tow on one fuck
