I entered the smoky club and took in the scenery. The place was loaded, bodies everywhere; some of the bodies caught my eye while others did nothing for me. A woman stared at me with disdain, her eyes green with envy. I didn’t really care because I wasn’t there for her. Besides, women always looked that way at me, although some looked at me differently when I was fingers or tongue deep inside them. Soon, the woman dropped completely off my radar because I felt something…he was there. Every pore in my mocha toned skin felt his presence. It was as if our bond was so much more than physical, we shared a sixth sense, which was why I knew he was there. I just couldn’t see him. I approached the bar on unsteady legs, the five inch black leather stilettos having done a number on my smooth dark calves, and ordered a drink. I didn’t care if someone was ahead of me; my need for a drink to calm my nerves overrode any decorum. The shot of whiskey that slammed into my coke riddled system nearly brought me to my knees. I put the shot glass down, “Another!” The bartender eyed me with mild skepticism. “Are you sure, Miss?” “Fuck! Do I sound unsure?” I rolled my eyes and plastered a fake smile on my face. “Look, just the shot, you can leave the bar-side psycho babble for the fool that needs it.” I downed the shot when it found its way to my hand. The chemically induced euphoria swam through me and again I looked around for the man of my dreams. A shock of sexual current flowed inside me when I felt a hand on the small of my back. “Find what you’re looking for, sexy?” The voice was so close to my ear that I felt the warmth of the stranger’s breath. “No…but,” I turned around and felt a surge of sexual heat course through me as intense green eyes met intense brown eyes. “But?” The ruggedly handsome stranger questioned me, and his eyes never once left my face. His intensity met and matched mine as my nerves—and my pussy began to hum. “But honestly, it doesn’t even matter.” I placed a delicate hand on his chest, “You’re here now.” Deep laughter rumbled from his chest, a chest that felt as if it was muscled and well developed. “You sexy little flirt, may I join you for a drink?” His head leaned in toward mine in an intimacy that I wished I had never felt. “Absolutely.” I dropped my hand, placed it on my leather clad thigh, and click-clacked my way to the nearest booth. “What’s your name?” His voice was silk, his green eyes flashed brightly in my direction. “No names.” I looked over his shoulder and there, two tables behind and to the right of us, was my man. He pointed to his phone and soon the text notification on my cell phone sang. I glanced at the handsome stranger, “Do you mind?” my hand hovered above the phone. “Go on. If I were him, I wouldn’t want to be ignored.” I watched his face and realized that I was dealing with a very intuitive man. Very good, Princess, Tunalı escort you’ve found a friend. I’m so glad it’s a male, the possibilities are endless. The text glowed brightly on my electronic obsession, and I quickly typed a response. Is there a question, Todd? I want you to seduce him, will you do it? I smiled at the text and felt a spark of dangerous desire. I’m slightly drunk and high…you know how I get when I’m like this. Yes. Anything. Good, without leaving the table, take off your thong and give it to him. Don’t let on that I’m here, but let me see everything. My eyes searched the eyes of the stranger before me, “Are you getting a drink?” I smiled tentatively, was I really going to do as directed—as planned? Did I have the courage to seduce a stranger? My warm hands shook as I placed them under the table. I slid them up and down the tight black leather skirt. A waitress appeared, “What can I get you?” The sexy stranger spoke before I had the chance, “Scotch—neat,” he leaned his head in my direction. “Moscato,” I decided that no more hard liquor would be let loose in my unbalanced system. The waitress left us. My hand slid between my legs, “You are ridiculously sexy!” I felt the dampened material that was my black lace thong. “What if I told you that, mmm, two of my fingers were pulling on my thong at this very moment?” “I would say…take it off and show me.” A quick intake of breath, his not mine, filled the air. “I have every intention of doing so—would have done it without you saying so.” My fingers pulled on the garment; I lifted myself up and yanked the damp fragrant thong from my body. I held the garment in my hand on top of the booth’s table for a second or so, and then I smiled and brought the pretty lace garment to my face. I sniffed it as a smile spread across my face and I took in the response of the intuitive man. I tossed it at him while I stared intently at Todd. My phone sang again. Since the green eyed god was momentarily stunned and busy with my underwear, I answered it. Well done, baby. I want more, the bra…can you do it? Your stranger should have a complete memento of this night! I can, have fun Mr. Voyeur! “Have you lost your tongue?” I gazed intently at my beautiful stranger. He shook his head, “You’re fucking incredible…what’s next?” His mouth watered in anticipation. I felt another surge of that dangerous desire flow deep within. “Do you want the set?” I reached behind my back and unhooked my lacy demi styled bra. “Holy hell! You fucking vixen, leave that guy and marry me!” Laughter filled the air and lust, hot maddening lust, burst forth deep in my pubis. My hand wound its way to my shoulder. I leaned sideways a bit and pushed the shoulder strap down underneath my blouse. I did the same on the other side. I gazed intently at the stranger that I was sure that I would fuck, and ulus escort bayan slowly reached under my blouse, wiggled a bit and slowly removed the bra. I gave my breasts a flick and my nipples became more pronounced. I clenched the bra in my hand, leaned forward, and placed it in Mr. Handsome’s outstretched clammy hand. “Oh shit, my cock just did a jig,” Mr. Handsome squirmed, his breath was ragged, and a bead of sweat appeared at his brow. Another text startled me from an aroused foggy haze. You are my freaky slut. I bet that guy is ready to fuck you. Will you let him? Ask him if he wants to fuck you. I dialed Todd’s number and placed the phone as close to the two of us as possible. I coyly edged closer to Mr. Handsome. I gave his earlobe a light nibble with my teeth, and said, “My pussy is soaked and aching to get fucked. Do you want the pleasure; do you need to taste what was leaking as I removed my bra for my man?” I caressed him as his bulge grew in his pants. I felt unashamedly free, and unabashedly wanton. “I…I want to, yes. But,” he stammered his way through an answer. He was clearly disturbed by the fact that Todd was willing to share me with a stranger. “Take me home or come home with me, you’ll enjoy it. I’ll promise.” Mr. Handsome ogled my perky tits, “I uhh would love to.” I picked up the phone, “Todd, are you sober?” laughter filled my ear. “Success! No, your stranger will have to drive.” Todd watched as the stranger held out his hand for me. My body was on fire, liquid heat filled my sex, and all I could think about was fucking. “This is going to be so…fucking…hot!” I held on to the strong, thick muscles of the stranger’s arm as he led me through the crowded bar and out the door. I felt Todd close, but not close enough to intrude on us, although I knew soon he would. Mr. Handsome and I left the club and walked arm in arm to his truck. Suddenly, he pushed me into the side of the huge truck. The move startled me but even better—it turned me on. My back pressed harshly against the truck, and I dared him, “More, do what you want!” I was so far gone that I knew that there was no turning back. I also knew that without a doubt, I would let this stranger take me in any manner that he wished. Instinctively, I was aware that there may be a problem; surely Todd would take note of my complete lack of reluctance in yielding to the walking sexual temptation that was Mr. Handsome. He grabbed my hair and pulled me into a smoldering kiss. The kiss was hard yet tender, and it continued that way until I felt his teeth bite my lip harshly. “You fucking tease! What the hell kind of game are you playing?” His hand circled my neck and I felt our pulses as they raced. Todd sensed the change brought on by the stranger and moved into my peripheral vision. Slowly, stealthily he appeared behind Mr. Handsome. I grinned Escort yenimahalle at him, “This is not a game, Mr. Handsome. Well, it sort of is—but I’m offering you a good time. Sex, straight up…uncomplicated, unemotional…just sex!” “Indeed,” Todd spoke to the stranger for the first time. “You’ll only have to agree that I join you—everything at your discretion.” Mr. Handsome turned to finally see who engineered the titillating scene in which he’d found himself deeply enmeshed. “Wait, so you want me,” he stared at Todd inquisitively, he appeared disgusted. “No, you misunderstand—Jack,” it was Todd’s turn to gaze inquisitively, “may I call you Jack?” “Sure, please continue,” Jack’s hand released my neck and instantly I missed its heat and my energy dropped. “Your call, Jack. Fuck her or watch me fuck her. It is simple.” Jack made a move for the truck’s handle, “Get in…both of you!” I laughed at his immediate response, though I knew that there may have been more on his mind. I looked at him and licked my lips, “That didn’t take long. Your dick is practically jumping out of your pants. I knew I had you long before you agreed.” I hurried into the front seat of Jack’s customized truck. He laughed loudly, “I think I will enjoy this game.” Jack winked his eye at me, then glanced at Todd in the back seat, “My discretion, uhh?” “Yes, everything is completely up to you. Is there something on your mind, Jack?” “Absolutely, there is always something on my mind.” Jack ran his hand along my thigh, “I want this on film, for my collection. I already have her undergarments; a nice homemade porno will help me remember these moments forever.” I blanched, all thought fled my brain, and my eyes narrowed in on him and then they moved onto Todd. “No.” I uttered the first and only thing that came to my mind, but as I looked back and forth at the two of them, I realized what was going to happen. “Baby, surely, you’re not considering this. I don’t want,” I saw the look on Todd’s face and it said that he wanted this, “Ok…damn it. I will be your porn star for the night.” “How are we gonna do this?” My mouth was dry and the slightest bit of doubt crept into my head. I wanted to please Todd, but had we taken our game too far? “Simple, I plug my phone into my truck’s system and run the camera.” Jack reached under his seat for something while I considered my position. My high hadn’t completely gone but that didn’t stop me from taking a small toke when it was offered, “Good stuff, Jack…but I’ve got something better!” All inhibitions vanished as something clicked inside me. I became more than the usual little slut I was for Todd. I ran my hand up my thigh slowly; my manicured nails dug into the supple flesh of my chocolate thighs as I rose up the little black leather skirt that shielded my quaking pussy. I was hot, I was horny, and I was extremely wet! “Damn you! Fuck! Where to?” Jack’s voice reeked of arousal run amuck. “I don’t give a shit, drive!” Todd joined the conversation as he freed his enraged monster from its confines. My mouth salivated at the sight. “Oh no, baby! Him, not me…yet!” I’d really had enough of his demands and my need outweighed either of theirs.