Dress:
Walking into the club in my red, tight little dress has never made me feel insecure especially when my tits are on display. On the contrary, I feel my aura radiating as I observe the men's gaze linger on me, hot and all desperate.
Sinking into my usual chair, sipping on my vodka i feel a man's eyes taking me in for a little too long and just as I turn towards my left, to where the man stands, I feel him already coming towards me with his slow, deliberate strides. I observe him as he sits on the stool just beside mine. Tearing my gaze away from him I ask the bartender to make me one strong shot and within little to no time I got what i ordered. And with the reckless confidence of a woman who lives for the moment i sip on it and much to my dismay almost choke on it, almost. But i do realize the vodka trailing from the lips to my throat and then to the valley of my breasts.
And just when I move to grab the tissue i feel his hands stopping me with his free hand and pulls my chair toward him with the other. It surprises me but not as much as when he pulls out his handkerchief while holding my eyes with his own and wipes my hand clean , where the vodka has spilled onto. And just when i thought the man would clean me entirely he grabs my waist, makes me stand in between his legs and trails his one hand from my waist to my arm and and then to my throat and grabs it , pulling me flush against him, while his other hand inches down onto my ass as he grabs it almost making it hurt.
I could’ve stopped him. Should’ve. But my body leaned into his touch like it had a mind of its own.
He doesn’t use the handkerchief—just his lips. I feel his lips on my throat first, sucking the places i didn't know could leave me panting for more. Trailing his tongue upwards sucking the spilled vodka from my throat to my mouth, every drop it, he stops as he's about to make contact with my red lips.
His nose touches mine, our chests heaving, his with lack of breath and mine with lack of pleasure as he leaves me so hot. He pants "you like this huh?" open my eyes and meet his staring into my soul "so hot and at my mercy?" i grow a little defensive and answer "I'm not desperate and especially not hot, for you." He smirks as his grip on my ass tightens "oh yeah? So you mean that if i put my hand inside this tight little dress of yours onto you sweet little pussy , I wont find you dripping down your leg?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~To be Continued~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hey guys, writing hot shots for the first time if you like the story I'll carry it on and if not then give me ideas u want me write about. AND do tell if y'all want a quick hard fuck or do u like the imagery I have used (although this is also going to be hard fuck but so much of a quick one)
Y'all want a submissive or a dominant female in the story? I can write in both english and hindi comment down what language u want. what are your thoughts up till here?
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