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An unfortunate fuck October 25, 2010

Posted by Leah in Cunnilingus, Fucking, Masturbation, Random hookups.

The first time he came was at the club where we met. I danced aggressively with several of the men there. He sidled up behind me and wrapped his arm around my waist. Before I ever got a good look at him, the gyrations of my ass had raised his erection. It rode against the small of my back when I spun my hips. Closing my eyes, I lifted my arms and wrapped them around the back of his head behind me. He kissed the nape of my neck where it met the shoulder and clasped his hands around my midriff. I turned when the music did and decided that I liked his look. I shimmied my body down to a crouch on the ground rubbing against his chest and legs as I descended. I bobbed my head over the space in front of his crotch and used handholds on his body to bring myself up to my full height again. He held my hips and slapped his hand possessively over my buttocks. The hands slipped under my shirt and tightened on the sides of my ribcage. We fucked through our clothes for the duration of several songs (snogs).

The club was only a big room with flashing lights, a DJ, a bar, and a mob of people. We procured drinks and found a dark spot by the wall where we continued kissing. My hand snaked into his fly as we exchanged saliva flavored with lager. The hard-on made the briefs bulge out. My hand rubbed along his length. He told me after a minute that if I kept this up, he would come in his trousers, so naturally, I kept it up, sucking on his collar as I did. I doubted he was twenty. I figured that his balls were full of sperm. The shaft twitched under my fingers. I pressed my palm against the pulsing head. Thick come soaked his underwear and made my hand sticky. When I licked my palm, the scent of bleach filled my nose.

My place was nearer than his, so we proceeded there. His cock had a hair trigger. He couldn’t fuck or eat pussy worth a damn. He came two more times and wanted to keep going through the night, but as I wasn’t deriving any pleasure from the sex, I said I was tired and needed to get up early in the morning.

Thankfully, he didn’t spend the night.