I woke up the next morning with a stinking hangover. Luckily for me Gina’s ‘it hasn’t even started’ statement turned out to be her last statement.
The shots we necked before our fuck made Gina sick; which was somewhat of a passion killer. I rolled over holding my head as the sun blazed through my curtains. My phone buzzed:
Text message – Gina
‘HI ROBBIE, SORRY ABOUT LAST NIGHT. OH BY THE WAY IT WAS AMAZING, CAN’T WAIT TO DO IT AGAIN! X.’
‘Fuck sake’ I said, shaking my head. 'I told her I didn't want anything'.
Text message – Gina
‘OH AND BEFORE YOU SHAKE YOUR HEAD AND MOAN; I DO NOT – REPEAT – DO NOT WANT A RELATIONSHIP, JUST A PLAY THING, WINK XXX’
‘Touché Gina, Touché’ I whispered laughing.
Text message - Steve
‘ALRIGHT LOSER, JUST BEEN SPEAKING TO GINA IN THE PUB. SHE ASKED IF WE ALL WANTED TO GO TO A CLUB TONIGHT, ME AND FIONA ARE UP FOR IT, DO YOU FANCY IT?’
I really didn’t, but to save the abuse and name calling
I would receive if I didn’t go, I said yes. 10pm Oscar’s nightclub.
‘What’s this place all about Gina, it looks like a crack den from the outside’ Steve said dancing about trying to keep himself warm.
The club; which was located down some god awful ally way close to kings cross, looked more like something you would see in post apocalyptic world film. Dank, broken and smelly. Continual waves of heat and smell rolled out the doors.
‘I don’t actually know Steve, my friend Cat goes here all the time and she invited me and said I should bring some people along’ Gina replied rubbing her hands.
Gina was in an incredibly slutty outfit. The smallest mini skirt I’ve ever seen which over covered 3/4‘s of her plump ass. A black short shirt tied in the middle. Her breast looked ridiculous. They were pushed together and sat higher than normal on her chest. Her makeup was exaggerated; with huge black eyes, a pale complication and luscious red lips.
We eventually got into the club. I walked down a dark stair case which led onto the top floor. I watched
Steve’s face as he blew out and ruffled the top of his t-shirt.
‘Fuck its hot,’ I saw him mouth to Fiona.
We walked down and stepped onto the wooden floor.
A deep base tone boomed up the stairs as the room opened up. This club was dark and intense. The music was thumping. The four piece act on the stage was in full flow. A heavy base line was being hammered out by the bassist; the guitar player was strumming a powerful dark rhythm while the drummer pounded along with the base line. The young girl singer was wailing a harsh Celtic like song.
Steve said he would get the round in, so I walked over to the hand rail which looked over the dance floor. Before I could get there I suddenly needed the toilet. A dark dingy light was shining in the corner with a man and woman symbol on it. I walked through a mass of people.
The heat was incredible. The club swelled with a humidity that would be more at home in a tropical rain forest. I brushed past people and I could feel the sweat from them soak into my clothes. I looked down the dark corridor that led to the toilets. I stopped and looked down the line of girls waiting for the toilet. My mouth opened and I tilted my head. They were all stunning. An array of skimpy outfits, legs, ass and tits. Their dark make up and red lips were almost uniformed. I shuffled uncomfortably as I watched the girls leaning up against the wall. Their brows steamed with sweat and theirs skins shone with a wet glow.
The music grew louder and I could feel the sweat begin to slide down my back. The corridor itself was tiny; barely wide enough for one person let alone two. I put my head down and walked. The girls smell hit me. Perfume mixed with sweat, alcohol and smoke. I could feel a faint rush to my cock and quickly flicked my leg out in order to position my cock in a non-embarrassing place should it decide to become hard. I walked to the beat of the base line and slid past the line of girl towards the men’s.
I could feel their looks drilling into the side of head and I looked up at each of them as I squeezed past. Some of them looked at me with a smile and a wink; others looked at me like shit, as if I had no right being there.
I finally popped out the end of the line and opened the toilet door. The door shut and the pounding base turned into a muffled thud. My head was down as I tried to undo the buttons on my jeans. Suddenly I heard a person clearing their throat. A girl clearing their throat.
I stood still and slowly looked up. Small black stiletto heels holding up long legs encased in black tights. A black little number was poured over her body that barley covered her little ass that stuck out as she bent over and applied lip stick in the mirror. Her red lips pouted and kissed as she checked herself. She could feel my look.
She turned her head.
‘Are you ok?’ she spoke in a strong eastern accent.
‘Maybe Russian,’ I thought.
‘Shit!’ I blurted out loudly.
‘I thought this was the men’s toilet.’
She smiled ‘It’s ok, it’s a unisex toilet, the other one is the women’s toilet'.
‘Really? Oh ok, sorry’, I apologised somewhat confused.
She flicked her eyes over to the urinals.
‘Don’t mind me,’ she said.
My eyes followed her face in the mirror as I gingerly walked to the urinals.
Her eyes were black and stood out through large eye lashes.
‘So did you come with friends?’ she asked in her thick accent.
‘Yes, I think we are meeting someone here who’s been before’ I said trying to concentrate on hitting the bowl.
I finished my wee and walked to the sinks. I looked at the girl in the mirror. She caught my glance.
‘Did you come with your girlfriend?’ she asked pushing her breasts up and wiggling them trying to arrange them into a more pert position.
I could feel my cock begin to throb gently and I gritted my teeth as I felt my helmet rise up inside my jeans.
‘I don’t have a girlfriend, but I am kind of with someone tonight,’ I replied.
The girl looked at me in the mirror and dropped her head. Suddenly, without warning, she spun to face me. She grabbed my cock through my jeans and pushed her body into me.
I stood bugged eyed on my tip toes. My arms were held out wide and my mouth opened involuntarily. She rose onto her tip toes and straight armed pushed her hand down my jeans and onto my cock. She rubbed it rhythmically to the faint boom which whisped through the gap in the door.
‘So are you with someone?’ she asked again licking my bottom lip.
My heart was banging and I couldn’t help but smile slightly.
‘Yes,’ I replied.
The girl raised her head and snapped her teeth onto my lip, Hard!
‘Fuck,’ mumbled and ripped my head back.
She whipped her hand out of my jeans and slowly lent into my ear. There was a pause and the base line slowed.
‘Shame,’ she whispered.
She dropped back onto her heels, slopped past me gliding her hand over my cock and walked out the door.
I stood stunned. I put a finger in my mouth and felt a pulse where she had bit me. Blood trickled out the side of my mouth and I winced slightly. A huge smile spread across my face. My heart was pounding and my adrenaline pumped my veins out of my skin.
I turned and walked out.
My experience had given me confidence, like I had been initiated into some weird club. I looked down the line of girls. I wanted to stick my tongue out and run it along the lips of every one of them so I could taste them. I walked as more blood filled my mouth. I swallowed hard and put my tongue on the wound to stem the flow. The taste of blood gave me an animal rush and walked to the rail over looking at dance floor.
I placed two hands on the rail and gazed down onto the dance floor. The music was nothing now but a booming thump coming from the drummer and bassist. My eyes widened as I watched the lads and lasses bend, grind and tease each other as the lights flicked and bounced off the walls.
This was dirty. This club was dirty. It was filthy, dirty, sweaty, primal, sexy, wet and fucking hot!
I watched the girls as they bent down flicking their hair back whilst grinding their asses into the lads behind them. The lads grabbed their waist lines and thrust forward, the lasses sprang back throwing their heads back over the shoulders of the panting lads. I watched one lad who ran his hands up the sides of his partner’s body and up her shirt; exposing her breasts. His hands clamped onto her tits and she opened her mouth and bit down onto his neck.
My cock was throbbing from watching the spectacle in front of me. There was hot sweaty energy in this club. Like the 9-5 was a mask that they stripped off when they came here. They gave their bodies to the music and let their desire pour out onto the dance floor.
Gina came over with my drink.
‘Gina this club is unreal,’ I said.
‘Horny as fuck isn’t it?’ she excitedly replied.
I watched Gina wave over my shoulder.
‘Oh Robbie this is Cat and Sasha,’ she said calling to her two friends.
I watched as the two figures appeared from a dark corner. I mouth tightened and I smiled.
‘Oh hello Robbie’ Cat said in her thick Russian accent.
She leaned forward.
‘How’s your lip?’ She whispered running a hand along the inside of my leg.
My head instantly snapped over to Gina. She smiled and winked at me.
‘A play thing,’ she mouthed while winking at me.
‘And this is Sasha’ Gina shouted as the music volume increased.
I watched Sasha sultry figure sway closer into me.
Sasha was different to the other girls. She had a kind face, large brown eyes, mousey brown hair with blonde streaks. Her make-upwasn'tstriking or bold like the others. The purple under her eyes merged into the red of her cheeks which washed down onto her pink lips. Her outfit hugged her gorgeous figure. Dark blue suede boots with a fluffy lining, white leggings which were covered at the bum by a dark blue cheerleaders skirt. Her ample breasts were covered by a tight white vest and her long shiny hair hung straight over one shoulder.
She pushed into me. Her eyes slowly glided up my body and onto my lips. Her head moved closer, she wasn't quiet kissing me, more allowing her lips to simply touch mine for a brief second. Her breath tasted of mint and vodka.
Her hands moved into my waist.
'Hi, I'm Sasha' her voice was so soft and she spoke with a deep American accent.
She held my waist and drew her head back.
'Come on' Gina shouted dragging us down the stairs onto the dance floor.
The dance floor was thick with tension. Bodies pushed, pulled, brushed and grinded up against me.
I had no choice but to allow the music to dictate my movement. The three girls before me writhed in dance. Rubbing into each other, teasing and licking.
Sasha walked to my back and placed her chin on my shoulder so we were both watching Gina and Cat.
The music was now soft and the people around us slowed their movements and passionately stared into each other.
'What would you do?' she whispered, 'what would you like?'
Her warm breath made my body relax and I felt my temperature rise.
I turned my head slightly so my lips were just next to the side of her mouth.
She turned into me. We didn't kiss, there was no movement. We simply held each others lips in the openings of each others mouths.
I shuddered. Sasha left me and Cat and Gina watched towards me. They repeated Sasha’s words.
'What would I do?' 'What did I want?'
This went on for what felt like hours. The night flew by with more drinks and more dancing. By the time we left I was pumping. My arms, legs and stomach were tense and ached. We climbed into a taxi a made our way to Gina's house.
The four of us walked in and I felt like I could burst.
The three girls went into the kitchen. I stood near the front door not sure what to do, my mind was racing.
The three girls walked out. Gina with four glasses full of ice, Cat with a bottle of something and Sasha with a black leather bag. Gina and Cat made their way upstairs and Sasha took my hand and pulled me along.
Gina and Cat walked into a bedroom and Sasha walked to the toilet door. She turned and lowered her head. Slowly she held one finger up and curled it slowly inviting me into the toilets with her.
I hesitated till I heard a long 'mmmmmmmmmm' coming from the bedroom.
Sasha raised her eyebrows as if to say, 'See! It’s OK'.
I walked into the toilet. I was struggling to handle my heart beat. My legs were shaking and I had to tell them to walk.
We stood silently in the toilet. I went to close the door. Sasha stopped me by grabbing my hand.
She slowly took my hand and pushed her breasts into my chest looking up at me. Slowly she pushed my hand into my jeans. I didn't resist. She undid the buttons which allowed me to grip my cock properly. She gazed down and a smile cracked out the side of her mouth. Her eyes were incredible. Deep brown, sultry tones with a look of innocence which could melt any man.
'Keep going,' she said, as she slowly turned around. She bent over and took off her boots. Her ass was pushing gently against my cock as I stroked it slowly.
She moved her boots away and slowly pulled down her leggings showing me her pert firm ass. She was wearing no underwear and I could see she was moist.
Her pussy teased my cock and she gently pushed her ass hole on my helmet grasping gently as she pushed harder.
'Go faster,' she ordered.
I grab my cock firmly and pulled it back and forth, faster and faster. The tip of my cock was brushing her wet pussy and she pushed back slightly letting my cock just slip into her lips.
'Faster, faster,' she groaned.
I revved up my stroking for around 15 minutes as Sasha's grinding pushed me over the edge. My balls and ass tensed. I could feel my cum flowing in my cock.
'I'm going to cum,' I tried to speak.
I was almost falling over; my legs couldn't handle the situation. My head snapped back as the goddess in front of me moaned.
She could feel me spasm and she moved her ass up and placed her tight hole over the tip. She let my helmet just enter her tight ass.
'Cum inside me, I want to feel it' she moaned dropping her head and tightening her grip on the side of the bath.
I didn't need to touch my cock. The sight of my cock sitting just inside her ass made me explode and I pumped juice inside her.
Her head turned so I could see her face. Her eyes shot wide and her mouth opened suddenly like id just slapped her ass.
'Oh my god, that feels so good,' she whimpered.
I stood still in a long drawn out orgasm as Sasha tightened and relaxed her hole muscles.
She turned round to look at me.
'Ha-ha are you OK,' she said watching me stare up at the ceiling with a huge grin on my face.
'Fuck me!" I blasted out, 'Yeah never better.'
We both stood up straight and Sasha stripped her remaining clothes off. She stepped in the bath and turned the shower on. I was still sweating so I stepped in with her.
I moved to her back and she got a handful of shower gel and slowly washed my cock with her hand from behind her back. I jerked slightly as my cock was still sensitive. I put my hands on her hips and slowly kissed her neck. She still smelled amazing. Sweet and fresh with the distant smell of the night club.
The hot water washed over her body and my hands slid up her body; reaching for her breasts. I squeezed them tight and she leant her head back and kissed my neck. I turned my head into her mouth. She slowly opened her mouth and her tongue glided onto my tongue. I squeezed her body and she moaned gently melting into my mouth and passionately raising her hand round the back of my neck. Once again my cock started to grow and I could feel Sasha pushing back into me. She moved her hand in between her legs and grabbed my cock.
She opened her legs slightly and guided me in her pussy. She pushed back hard, her lips surrounded my cock and I pushed deeper into her instantly feeling her spot brushing against my tip.
'Oh shit, fuck!' she groaned.
I moved my hands down and put one hand on Sasha's waist and other reached up to head and pushed it down forcing her to bend over. She offered no resistant. I leant back against the wall and Sasha slammed her hands against the glass of the shower. I didn't have to do anything. Sasha took control, she powerfully grinded her pussy into me. I watched her pussy and ass slam into me and she moaned loudly with each thrust.
'Fuck me! Fuck me hard,' she cried out.
I stood up straight. My dick was sore and sensitive but I didn't care. I grabbed Sasha by the waist and pounded her as hard as I could. She screamed out and I winced slightly at her volume. She got louder and louder and I watched my cock rapidly slide in and out of her pussy. The movement became more forceful and I had to support her. The crazed look in her eye as she looked back at me, said she was close and I pushed harder and deeper forcing her to look forward and drop her head.
'Yes, yes!' she cried.
Her body tensed and she reached back and clamped her hand onto my hand that was on her waist.
She didn't say it but her long growl and slamming hand onto the glass told me she had cum. I slowly released my grip on her hips and she whimpered in ecstasy. My cock was still inside her and she gently moved her ass back and forth allowing my cock to become covered in her cum.
'Oh yeah! That’s what I fucking wanted,' she gasped in her sweet accent.
I pulled out of her and fell back against the wall. I stuck my head under the shower to feel the heat of the water. I sighed long and deep and bolted upright.
I stepped out the bath and helped Sasha out. We didn't dry ourselves off; we simply shook our bodies like dogs. Sasha giggled, smiled and kissed me softly.
'I like this girl,' I remember thinking.
Sasha puffed her cheeks out and held my face.
'Oh no, this wasnt meant to happen', she whispered softly.
I pressed my forehead against Sasha's and stared into her beautiful eyes.
'what wasnt meant to happen?', I asked smiling.
Her huge eyes burnt into me , 'I really like you',she whispered whilst gently holding me.
She shook it off.
She held my hand and picked up the black bag next to the door.
I walked down the corridor and could hear Cat and Gina moaning with pleasure. Sasha looked back at me and winked.
We opened the door to the bedroom.
'Holy Fuck!' I shouted.
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