I walked into the noisy, smoked filled club, my eyes squinting to adjust to the light. I found a table, and sat, the waitress immediately coming over to me. She took my drink order, and I looked around. There weren't many people here yet, but I noticed a handsome man sitting at a corner table. I smiled and nodded when he smiled at me. The waitress came back with my drink, and I sipped it lazily, watching people come into the club.
I had a few more drinks before getting out on the dance floor. A few men came up to me, but I ignored them, that was until the man at the corner table came up to me. He smiled down, not speaking, there was no use anyway, I wouldn't have been able to hear him over the music. We danced for two songs, and I felt invigorated to feel his body pressing tightly against mine.
We stepped off the dance floor and he came to my table with me, once seated he spoke.
"Hi, I'm Theron."
"Hello, Theron, I'm Jessi."
I giggled as he shook my hand, and he smiled sweetly back at me. He ordered us drinks, and I thanked him. We sat for awhile talking about nothing really, just usual small talk when meeting someone at a bar.
After a while he asked if I wanted to dance again, and feeling the effects from the alcohol I said yes. I needed to get up, and to move lest I get too drunk. When we got on the dance floor this time, he moved behind me, and I naturally moved my ass into his crotch, moving it around, to the beat of the music. He did nothing, which I thought was odd, but kept dancing just the way I was.
When we got back to the table, I sat, a little further away from him, I thought maybe he was married or something, since he had no reaction to me, and I didn't want to cross boundaries. He tilted his head and looked at me.
"Why so far away Jessi?"
I shook my head, and gave him a slight smile.
"Thought maybe you weren't interested."
He moved closer, and gave a big smile as his hand came down on my leg. He squeezed it gently.
"Oh no, I'm interested."
I put my head down coyly, and smiled.
He kept his hand were it was, and kept staring at me, making me blush and move my eyes away from him. He laughed, and moved his hand up just a little.
"Are you shy, Jessi?"
"No, not at all."
"Then why the blushing?"
"I don't know."
I was honest, I really didn't know why I kept blushing, it usually wasn't my style, but the intense way in which he looked at me, made me feel giggly. I felt his hand leaving my leg, and I quickly put mine on top of him.
"No, no, don't move. I like your hand there."
"Do you, really?"
"Yes, please don't move it."
"Can I do this?"
He moved his hand up, his fingers resting on the outside of my bare pussy lips. I blushed again, but this time from desire. I had no idea why I felt so strongly. My lust invaded my body, and I felt the strong urge to fuck him.
"You most certainly can!"
"Hmmm... can I do this?"
He moved his lips to mine, and kissed me. I wanted badly to move my head, to kiss him hard, but held back as I felt his lips touch mine softly. I sighed as he pulled away.
"Mmmm... yes you can, and you can do it again if you'd like."
He didn't, he just smiled at me. He didn't move his fingers either, and at that moment I wanted nothing more than to feel him part my lips and find my clit, that had already begun to throb.
"Jeez, Jessi, you're skin is getting quite hot!"
I smiled and took a sip of my drink before speaking.
"You're doing that to me Theron."
He gave a look of mock surprise, which made me laugh. I pointed down to his hand, and he opened his eyes wider.
"Just having my hand on your leg?"
I giggled again and nodded my head.
"Yes, that and the thoughts running through my head on what that hand could be doing."
His look of surprise left and he smirked.
"Like what Jessi?"
"Like rubbing my pussy Theron."
"But Miss! We just met!"
"I know that makes it all the more exciting!"
He shook his head, and then smiled at me.
"You're a bad girl."
"I'm good at it though."
"I bet you are."
He moved his hand across my pussy, and I gave a sigh as my body quivered.
"Let's dance again, Jessi."
I really didn't want to, I wanted to stay here and keep getting the attention I was getting from him, but I nodded my head, and we both got up. He took his position once again behind me, but this time, he moved his hands to my waist, making my hips move with his, and I let out another sigh as I felt his hands move from my waist to my stomach, then up to my breasts. He grabbed them, kneaded them for a minute and then brought his hands back down. We stayed out there for only one song, before he brought me back to the table. He let his hand go back down to my leg again, and I moved myself to feel his hand go across my pussy. He shook his head and smiled at me.
"What are you doing, Miss Jessi?"
I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.
"Just trying to get comfortable, Mr. Theron."
"Hmmmm... I would have thought that you were trying to get me to finger your pussy."
"Oh no, not me!"
I gave him a big smile, and he laughed.
"I doubt that. Well, it's about closing time, I should be heading out."
I looked at him, my eyes wide.
"No, you can't leave, not yet!"
"Because I have this dripping wet pussy that you caused."
"And that concerns me how?"
"I'd like for you to fix it."
"Take me home. I'd like for you to take me home and fuck me."
"You move fast Jessi."
"So do you Theron."
He took my hand and placed it on his cock.
"I do, and my you're hard."
I moved my hand around the bulge in his pants, and my eyes widened.
"And big too! Oh you gotta let me fuck that! Please!"
His finger moved, and I gasped as he flicked it across my clit.
"Do you think you could handle it?"
I moaned as he flicked my clit again, and my hips thrust forward.
"I could, I promise. Just please take me home, and let me fuck you! My pussy is so wet and needs a cock so bad! And my god!"
I moved my palm across his cock again.
"Yours is so fucking big! I have to have it! I just have to! Please take me home, and let me fuck you!"
His finger moved down and slid into my pussy. I moaned louder, and my hand naturally grabbed his cock hard.
"Do you think you could handle me?"
I licked my lips, not knowing what he truly meant.
"Yes, I could handle anything you gave to me. Just, mmmm... god your finger feels so good, please take me home! I know I can fuck you so good!"
His other hand came up and he pinched the nipple closest to him, causing another loud moan from me.
"Shut up before you draw attention!"
I bit down on my lower lip and looked at him pleadingly.
"Oh God, please take me home right now! If I don't get your cock in my pussy, I don't know what I'll do!"
He moved away from me, and got up.
"C'mon lets go, I'm tired of hearing you beg."
I got up excitedly and left the club with him. I gave him directions to my house, and we were there in no time. I walked in with him and turned around. I had a smile on my face as I turned, but it was soon wiped off, when his hand came into my hair, and he yanked it down causing me to loose balance and fall to my knees on the floor. I gave a yelp mixed with pain and fear, and looked up at him confused. He smiled down at me.
"Maybe next time when you go picking up men at a club, you make sure they're going to give a shit about you."
I went to speak, but was silenced by his hand coming down on my cheek. I began to cry, I hadn't expected this at all, he'd been sweet at the club.
"I haven't told you to speak bitch! Now, look at me!"
I looked up, blinking the tears from my eyes.
"You will do everything I say to do! If not, there will be grave consequences! Do you understand?"
He nodded my head for me, pulling my hair hard as he did so.
"Good, now that's settled."
He moved his hand to my throat, and picked me up by it, making me gasp as I was pulled to my feet. He threw me on the couch, and I sat choking, trying to catch my breath. He came to me, straddling my body. He grabbed my head again and pushed it into the crotch of his jeans. He moved me around while moving his hips.
"Guess what you're going to do now?"
I stuttered, and he looked down at me angrily, slapping one cheek then the other, drawing blood from both corners of my mouth. I cried out, and looked at him with fresh tears in my eyes.
"First off you're going to answer quicker when I fucking speak to you!"
He grabbed my throat again, and cut off all air flow. I felt my face getting red, and I struggled to breathe. He brought his face down close to mine.
"If you want to fucking live, you're going to answer my question!"
He slapped me again before releasing my neck. I took in a big gulp of air, and groaned at the pain. He lifted his hand again, and I lifted mine to protect my face.
"Suck your cock! I'm going to suck your cock first!"
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