I was uptown catching a jazz show. The band was fantastic. The liquor was flowing. My senses were heightened. The heat of the evening was making my casual little black dress stick to my skin. I was having a great time. I looked around the room and a beautiful girl caught my eye. She was sitting alone, and looked like she was craving a martini and some company.
I walked over to her booth and asked if I could join her.
“Here,” I smiled, handing her my glass. “You look like you need this.” For the first time all night, she smiled. Seeing it was like seeing the first flash of light from a firework display, brilliant and unexpected. Soon we were exchanging stories. Our glances became more intimate. She grew comfortable with me, to the point where she was touching my hand or patting my thigh with each remark.
The evening grew late. The quickest way back downtown was the L train. She said that route was also the way to her apartment and whichever one was closer, she would like my company for the night. I didn't mind one bit. It was nice to see my charms still had their way of turning a girl's mood around.
We got on the train and sat side by side. I put my purse on my lap and smiled at her. We sat silently as the train filled up with people. Suddenly, I felt her hand nudge under my purse and caress my thigh. I spread my legs slightly, inviting her to touch me there. She placed her purse close to mine to hide her hand and started playing with my pussy through my panties. I became so aroused. We were surrounded by strangers who could catch us at any moment. The vibrations from the train added to the sensation. Her face was impassive, not giving anything away.
She kept stroking her fingers slowly until my clit was swollen and throbbing. I was so wet, I could feel moisture leak down my ass crack. I was gripping my purse tightly, my cheeks flushed, trying not to give away my emotions to the other passengers.
The train finally stopped right when I was about to come. The tension between my legs was incredible. Moisture trickled down my thighs as I stood up. She stood close behind me, pressing her breasts against my back.
Her building was much closer than my hotel, so we wound up there. We didn't even make it halfway up the stairs before she turned me around and pinned me against the wall. She hiked up my dress and pulled my panties down and off one ankle, leaving them dangling around the other.
She spread my legs apart and licked slowly over my pussy. She waved her tongue from side to side, spreading my lips apart, then encircled my clit between her lips and began sucking it. My excitement heightened as she quickened her pace. I started shaking and moaning loudly as she whirled her tongue around and sucked my clit even harder. I weaved my fingers through her hair and held on to the back of her head as I came all over her mouth in a trembling jolt.
“Mmm... you've been holding that in for a while, huh?” she teased.
I smiled and pulled her to her feet to kiss her, tasting my own sweetness from her lips. She took my hand and led me up the stairs. She could barely get her key in the door as I cupped her breasts from behind and nibbled the nape of her neck.
Once we were inside, we couldn't get our clothes off fast enough. The soft glow of the lamp made her skin look so alluring. I lay on top of her on the bed, pressing my pussy over hers and grinding down on her pelvis. She wrapped her legs around me and held me tight. Her soft breasts squashed against mine as I slid my body up and down on hers. The sweet sound of her voice moaning in my ear was making me shiver.
She bit down on my ear lobe as I ground against her harder, slowing my pace to build her up to the peak. I could feel her pussy throb beneath mine as her thighs gripped my body tighter. The heat of our bodies was boiling over, the wet, warm slide of our pussies building to an imminent explosion. I circled my hips over hers until the intense tremors of her pussy pulsed like a beating drum within her flesh.
“Mmm... you've been holding that in a while, too?” I teased back, kissing her lips.
I ran my hand down her body and slipped my fingertips between her pussy lips. Her folds were soaked and sticky from coming. I pushed my fingers inside her and felt her walls squeeze around them. Her breath quickened into whimpers as I pressed her G-spot.
She spread her legs wider. I pressed my palm over her clit as my fingers went deeper. Her hand grabbed my wrist, guiding the pace as I hooked my fingers further inward. I fucked her harder and faster, her walls constricting rhythmically, another orgasm building rapidly.
I wanted to taste every drop that came out of her. I slid down her body with my fingers still inside her as she held her legs apart invitingly. I could see glimmers of wetness all over her pussy. I suctioned my lips over her clit and slid my fingers in and out of her tight wet hole. Her sexy moans sang out in sync whenever my tongue whirled to the top of her clit. I sucked her softly and fucked her hard in a steady rhythm. Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably as she came all over my mouth. The final pulses of her orgasm made her scream out a string of obscenities, like she was saying one long cuss word. It was adorable.
As I was lying next to this beautiful stranger, I realized how differently the evening could have gone if I had never noticed her. I could have landed up in a different bar, even a different city. I was grateful that she’d been open enough to let herself go and take a chance, as I did. It's funny how the simple events of an evening can turn into something magical, if you just let it happen.
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