"A Night on the Town"
by hullo_nurse
Chapter I: The Crowbar
Paul was his name. Fucking fast and hard was his game. I
spotted him across the room at the bar, waiting for a beer.
I made my way over and ordered another Fuzzy Navel. I wanted
to get plowed and have some rip-roaring fun tonight.
"Hey there, good looking," I said to this fabulous
looking guy.
He turned towards me and said, "Hi back atchya."
"What is a guy like you doing here alone?"
"Probably the same thing as a gal like you. Wanna
dance?"
We made it down to the dance floor without spilling our
drinks and started to gyrate next to each other. He put our
drinks down on the sidebar near us and pulled me closer. He
was behind me and I felt his hard-on pressing against the
small of my back. I purposely started moving against it,
teasing him. His hands came around me and slyly cupped my
breasts, fingers brushing against my nipples. I turned
around to face him and our lips melded together. My tongue
probed his mouth, our pelvises ground against each other,
the beat of the music pounded in our veins. It was as if no
one else was there on the dance floor, we were so focused on
each other. His hands slid underneath my skirt and groped my
ass, exposing my gartered stockings in the process, but I
didn't even notice.
The music never stopped and neither did we. I made my
way around him, took a long drink, and pressed my body
against his back. My hands wrapped around him and found the
ever-increasing bulge in his pants. I slowly rubbed up and
down his shaft while pressing my nipples into his back.
Before I caused him to cum in his pants I slid my hands up
to his chest and unbuttoned his shirt enough to get my hands
inside. I found his nipples and tweaked them, gently at
first and then more savagely as the music became louder and
faster.
My pussy pulsed, aching to be touched. Paul must have
sensed this and his hands slid behind and again lifted my
skirt up. He found that my panties were of the crotchless
sort and felt my shaved mound. His fingers slid down to the
wet center of my being and dipped into the sweet nectar.
Before removing his hand he slipped his finger up to my
turgid clit and gave it a rub. I moaned and closed my eyes,
basking in the sensations my body was experiencing. Then he
withdrew his hand and brought his fingers to my lips,
spreading my juices on me like lipstick. He turned me around
and moved me in front of him, leaned over and kissed me
wildly, making me moan even more, and louder, too.
The music changed to something slower and we got very
intimate. Paul raised my left leg up onto his thigh and
pulled me so close that my bare pussy was touching his leg.
His jeans were becoming damp where we were joined. My
nipples strained against my blouse and got harder and more
sensitive as each second ticked by. I loved the need that
was boiling under my skin.
We continued dancing close until the song ended. Then
Paul went to the bar to get refills on our drinks. I stayed
on the dance floor, dancing alone to the music. I was so
hot, so heady, and so randy! I twirled to the rhythm,
lifting my skirt, flashing anyone who would look. I was so
full of lust I didn't really care who saw my wares. I put my
hands to my chest and started to tweak my own nipples,
rolling them between my fingers over my blouse.
Hedonistically I brought one hand to my mouth and licked my
finger, getting it very wet. Then I unbuttoned my blouse and
stuck my hand inside, to play with my nipple without the
clothing impeding my pleasure. Thank God I'd worn my
peek-a-boo bra!
Paul returned to the dance floor. I took a long swallow
of my drink before allowing him to put it on the sidebar.
Once he had deposited our drinks, I pulled him to me and
started kissing him with wanton lust. My mouth left his lips
and traveled to his jaw and then his neck. I moaned as I
sucked on his skin like a vampire, leaving a dark blue-red
hickey that looked like a squished blueberry. Paul knew that
I was going to fuck him senseless once he got me to a hotel.
"Mmmmmm, I want you," I said to Paul, as my hands
started unzipping his jeans.
"Let's blow this joint," Paul replied.
"I'd rather blow you," I said as I dropped to my knees,
freed his cock and sunk my mouth down on it all in one swift
move.
If the others dancing around us noticed this fiasco they
did nothing to hinder us. We were in the center of the dance
floor where it would just look like Paul was dancing with
himself from the bouncer's line of vision. I think, rather,
those around us were enjoying the show and didn't want it
stopped, so they kept quiet.
I sucked Paul's ever-hardening cock further into my
mouth, licking it the entire way then flicked the area under
his peehole as I worked back up the shaft. I grasped it
around the base and with my other hand fondled his balls. I
moved my mouth up and down quickly, knowing he must be
excited to be blown in public. I had no patience to take my
time with this adventure, and hoped that Paul would
understand my frantic need to get him off quickly. My snatch
leaked juice down my legs and dripped on the floor from the
edge of my thigh high stockings. I burned with desire and
wanted to get Paul to fuck me then and there. I didn't want
to wait until we got anywhere else. I needed his cock inside
my cunt now. I was so hot.
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As he neared climax I stopped blowing him and stood,
positioning myself so that he could enter my pussy
unassisted. My left leg went back up on his thigh and he
pulled me up on him as I wrapped my right leg around him
too. With both legs wrapped around his hips I was able to
buck myself back and forth on his shaft, impaling myself
with thrust after thrust. I gasped for air, felt my climax
nearing, and started talking dirty to Paul.
"Fuck my pussy, you big boy! Fuck me hard!"
"Do you like being a naughty boy, fucking in front of a
crowd?"
"I want to see you explode, see your jism hit the
ceiling. Can you do that for me baby?"
Then I started getting louder until all those dancing
around us heard me.
"Fuck me, stud! Jam that sausage inside me! Make me
squirm!!" I screamed.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!! Fuck me, oh yes!! Fuck me, yeah,
yeah! Mmmmmmmmmmmm!! Yes!! I'm going to cum!!" I shouted out
at the top of my lungs.
I rode him to my climax and then before he had a chance
to blow I jumped off of him to jack him to sweet release.
The music pounded hard, fast and loud, and drew us into its
frenzy. Those on the dance floor closest to us now had their
eyes glued to the scene that unfolded in front of them. His
jeans slid down a little on his ass and I took his balls in
my mouth and continued to jerk his cock until he started to
groan. Then I slipped a wet finger into his ass and he
exploded with an animalistic grunt and howl. His cum shot in
the air as the song ended and those around us erupted into a
round of applause.
After we put ourselves back together we gathered our
drinks at the sidebar and both swallowed them down in one
long gulp.
"Are you ready to go now?" Paul asked me.
I merely nodded my head yes, as I was unsure if I could
trust my voice.
He escorted me out to his ride and opened the door for
me. He was such a gentleman all of a sudden. I wondered why?
I think he wanted more of what he had just had.
He got in and before he had a chance to put the key in
the ignition I was all over him again, like stink on a
skunk. I ripped his shirt open and the buttons flew in every
direction. I unzipped his jeans and found his cock oozing
pre-cum again already. I took it on my finger and brought it
to his nipples and rubbed it in, then bent and licked it
off. Then I slid down in the seat and took his pole in my
mouth and began to lick and suckle on it.
"Get me home fast, Strummer, before I rape you in the
car!!"
Chapter II: Pleasure Palace
Paul started the car in a hurry and the tires squealed
as he peeled off, leaving marks on the pavement.
"Woman, if you don't stop it now we are bound to get in
an accident!"
I took my mouth off of his cock and sat up in the seat.
I left his dick hanging out of his jeans, to see how hard he
would get during the ride to wherever we were going.
"So, where are we off to, stud?" I asked.
"Where would you like to go?"
"I don't want to go home, now that I think about it.
Another public place is in order. After all, the crowd back
there seemed to enjoy our exhibitionism."
Paul and I had just left a bar where we had fucked on
the dance floor, leaving nothing to the imagination of those
around us. It had really gotten me more excited than I
thought it would. My pussy still tingled with excitement.
Anyone watching us would have thought we had just met. Only
Paul and I knew differently.
"Ok, love, but I want to live out some of my fantasies
this time. Are you game?"
I didn't know exactly which fantasies he was referring
to, but I knew that any of them would get me off, too, so I
agreed. We stopped at our favorite toy store, The Pleasure
Palace. When we walked in I was surprised to see that I
wasn't the only woman. Usually there were only guys here for
some reason.
The Pleasure Palace was a great store. It took up a
whole city block and had rooms devoted to particular
fetishes and fantasies. There was a dildo room, a lingerie
room, a leather room, and a bondage/discipline room. As you
walked into the store the main area had X-rated greeting
cards, books, calendars, videos, little prank toys and
games, condoms and other things that don't offend people
entering a sex-toy store. A counter stretched down through
the main area and the lingerie room, ending in the leather
room. It showcased jewelry, including cockrings, earrings,
and rings for all other sorts of pierced body parts, as well
as non-piercing nipple jewelry; also thumbcuffs, handcuffs,
stickers, buttons, massage and lubricating oils and other
small items that could easily be lifted.
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Paul said hi to the guy behind the counter, took my hand
and headed to the dildo room. To get there we had to go
through the lingerie and leather rooms. Beyond the dildo
room was the BSDM room. There were four walls covered with
every kind of imaginable dildo (vaginal and anal), vibrator
and butt plug. I looked at the formidable dildos, like the
BIG BOY, that was ten inches of jelly dong and over two
inches of girth. It had lifelike balls and even a suction
cup bottom to assist in solo use. But Paul pulled me over to
the wall with the anal dildo.
"What do you think of this one?" Paul asked as he
pointed to a thin flesh-colored softique dildo that couldn't
have been more than four inches long.
"Depends on who it's for."
"Come on, sweetie, you mean you've never dreamed of a
dildo up your ass?" Paul wanted to know.
"Only if you try it first," I told him as my pussy
started to get wet thinking of using the little dildo on
Paul's cute ass. "And I want my own. I don't share butt
toys."
My pussy twitched and I felt a little trickle of
lubrication roll down my left thigh. I continued to look at
other dildos and imagined what they would feel like in my
wet twat. I was sure my face was starting to blush as the
thoughts in my mind were getting me really hot. Oblivious to
my surroundings I closed my eyes. I could practically feel
the thick, rounded head of the dildo spreading my pussy
lips. I spread my legs wider and bent my knees, letting the
imaginary cock fill my snatch, as a moan escaped my throat.
"Does that feel good?" a voice I didn't recognize asked.
My eyes flew open and I realized it was not my
imagination. Paul had gotten on the floor below me and was
using a dildo on me! The one I had been staring at before.
And the guy Paul had said hello to when we came in stood in
front of me watching. He must have given Paul the okay to
open the package.
I felt like I was on fire. My pussy ached, begging me to
allow this to continue. My face was flushed and must have
been beet red based on how I was feeling. I felt faint. I
was embarrassed, but then figured this was no different than
what had happened at the bar, just that Paul actually knew
this person.
I looked down to Paul and he smiled.
"Are you ready for more?" he asked.
"If you are!"
"This is Jason. I think you'll enjoy getting to know
him."
With that introduction Jason stepped closer and leaned
over to kiss me square on the lips. I was a little shocked
at first, but quickly got over it and let myself enjoy the
kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as Paul used the dildo to
probe my nether lips. My eyes closed again and I let myself
drown in the sensations. My clit pulsed, my nipples ached,
my heart fluttered.
Jason must have felt my heat as he unbuttoned my blouse
and let it fall to the floor. He kissed his way down to my
exposed nipples and started sucking on them. At the same
time Paul sat up and licked my clit while still using the
dildo on me. I was in heaven. I didn't care that there were
other people still in the store and that they could walk in
on this at any time. My nipples grew hard and stood out from
my breasts, allowing Jason the opportunity to nip at them
with his teeth.
I felt wonderful. My pussy was so lubricated with my own
juices that Paul needed nothing extra to make the huge dildo
slide in effortlessly. If I could describe my feelings by a
color I would have felt red: a bright, fire-engine red. With
all the lights and sirens. I was on fire.
I reached down, almost instinctively, to Jason's fly,
unzipped it and fished out his dick. He was as hard as a
rock and ready to go. I used his precum to lubricate my hand
and started to slowly move it up and down his shaft. He had
a seven-incher that was curved down at the end. Mmmmm, did
it look good, I thought.
Paul took the dildo out of me and set it on my blouse.
Jason softly pushed me down to the floor on my hands and
knees and got behind me. Paul found his way in front of me
with his pants down around his ankles. He took a finger to
the head of his cock and swept the oozing precum onto it. He
brought his slick finger toward my mouth, but at the last
minute detoured and put it in his mouth instead.
"Mmmmm. I can see why you chicks dig precum so much. It
doesn't taste half bad, kinda salty sweet."
Paul positioned himself lying underneath me with his
cock standing in front of my face, his face at my crotch. I
leaned down and licked it as Jason kneeled behind me. With
my ass up in the air and my head down Jason slid his boner
into my box. I sighed, heightening Paul's pleasure with the
vibrations surrounding his rod deep in my mouth. Jason
slowly glided his tool in and out of my cunt, almost pulling
it all the way out before letting it slide back in. Paul
licked my clit as Jason's cock reamed me. Every once in a
while Paul's tongue strayed and licked Jason's cock as it
entered my pussy.
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I matched their pace while going up and down on Paul's
shaft with my mouth. I had taken the small dildo and now
unwrapped it, moistened it with my saliva and put it at the
entrance of Paul's back door. I slowly slid it into his ass
as I licked and sucked on his pole. I could feel Paul's
sighs and gasps on my clit as I cautiously fucked his ass.
He redoubled his efforts, and he soon had me screaming.
"Yes!! Lick my pussy! Oooohh, yeah, yeah. Mmmmmmm, that
feels so good, Paul!"
As I praised Paul for his efforts Jason was not to be
slighted. He fucked me hard and fast, his balls slapped
against me with every thrust. I couldn't help but tell him
what he was doing to me.
"Ugh, ugh, mmm, yeah. Oh, Jason, fuck me. Pound it into
me. Unh! Uuunnnnnhhhh! I'm gonna cuuummmm!!"
I cried out as my clit and pussy spasmed in the height
of my orgasm, clenching on Jason's cock still inside me. I
sucked equally as hard on Paul's shaft in my mouth and he
cried out as he unloaded his seed in my mouth. Jason pulled
out just in time for Paul to take him in his mouth. Paul
sucked my juices off Jason's rod and swallowed every drop as
Jason bellowed and unloaded his man-juice into Paul's mouth.
I turned around and kissed Paul passionately, tasting
Jason's jism on his tongue. Then I pulled Jason to me and
kissed him with renewed passion and vigor. We hadn't really
noticed that everyone in the store had gathered to watch our
spectacle, but as we came down from our high it became
apparent that all eyes were on us. As we got up and dressed,
the crowd dissipated and no one said anything. Paul and I
purchased the toys we had tried out, as well as a few other
things we wanted to try in the privacy of our own home, took
Jason's home number and went out to the car. This was one
night I would never forget!!
Chapter III: Home at last
Paul and I arrived home and we could barely keep our
hands off each other long enough to get in the door.
"I wonder if they'll ever let us back in The Pleasure
Palace again?" I questioned Paul.
"I think the other shoppers thought we were the paid
entertainment or something. I don't think Jason would ever
ban us. He is the owner after all," Paul replied.
"You're kidding, right? I just fucked the owner of the
store?"
"Damn straight, and now you're going to fuck your
owner!"
"You are so silly. You don't own me. I own you!"
I reached into the bag of goodies from the store and
threw a couple of the items at him.
"Put these on, dear. I want to see how pretty they make
you look!"
Paul took the purple lace teddy and started to disrobe.
Once he was naked I realized that we needed to do something
else first.
"Wait! Get in the bathroom. No respectable lady has such
a hairy body. We are going to shave you smooth: your legs
and arms, chest, pubes and pits. Then we can see how you
look in the finery we bought!"
Paul and I went into the bathroom where I started the
hot water in the tub. I wanted him to soak a little to make
the hair easier to shave. I trimmed his pubes and pits with
scissors and then hustled him to get in the tub. As he
soaked in very hot water for fifteen minutes I took out a
mug, shaving powder and brush. I added warm water to the
powder in the mug and mixed it well. I drained the water and
put a chair in the tub for Paul to sit on so I could spray
him off after shaving a particular area.
I dabbed a thick coating of warm lather to his pubes and
then used a new razor to remove the hair. After every pass
of the razor I leaned down and kissed his stiffening rod,
making this a more pleasurable experience for him. I gently
pulled the skin of his balls taut and carefully shaved them
smooth. I had him stand and spread his ass-cheeks wide for
me so I could shave from beyond his balls to his puckered
rosebud. After rinsing him well I took my finger and
gathered the oozing precum from the tip of his now erect
shaft. I brought my finger to his ass and slid it in slowly,
teasing him and then probed his ass deep, making him moan in
ecstasy.
Next I shaved his arms, armpits and chest. I didn't
skimp on the lather, as this made a slippery lubricant. As I
slathered it onto his chest I strayed to his nipples quite
often, getting him more excited. Paul grasped his cock in
his hand and began wanking it. My pussy was starting to get
wet, but I didn't want him to know; at least not yet. I
efficiently shaved his arms and chest bare, and then tackled
his hairy pits. After spraying him with the hand-held shower
to clean off the shaved hairs and the leftover shaving cream
I leaned over and sucked on his right nipple, nibbled on it
and nipped it with my teeth until Paul cried out.
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Paul's legs were the only things left to shave. I
slurped his shaft in my mouth and suckled on it as I coated
his legs. I quickly eliminated the hair on his legs while
giving him a leisurely blowjob. Paul was nearing the point
of no return. I saw his balls lift and shrink up, preparing
to blow his load. His legs stiffened and his breathing
became heavier. I massaged his balls in my hand while I
"sucked the chrome off his bumper." With my other hand I
tweaked and twisted his left nipple. Paul moaned and cried
out in a roar as he came in my mouth, gasping for air as I
continued to suck on his sensitive head.
As he showered and toweled off, I brushed my teeth. Then
I went into the bedroom and laid out his outfit. It
consisted of a purple teddy, with a snap closure at the
crotch; black thigh-hi stockings; purple high-heeled shoes
and a black feather boa. He dressed and I went into the
bathroom to shower. I washed every intimate part of my
generous body and then dried off. When I entered the bedroom
Paul was admiring himself in the mirror.
"Hot damn! You look soooo sexy!!" Paul exclaimed to
himself.
I walked behind him, wrapped my arms around him and
squeezed his package.
"What do we have here?" I asked.
Paul turned around and leaned down, kissing me firmly on
the lips. We kissed leisurely, taking our time exploring
each other's mouths with our tongues. Paul's kisses always
made my toes curl with their passion. I became light-headed
and Paul steered me towards the bed. We sat on the edge, our
lips still locked together. Paul's tongue explored every
nook and cranny of my mouth. I sighed as his tongue danced
with mine, tempting me to totally submit to his will.
"Oh, Paul," I whimpered.
He continued to kiss me, making my body surrender. I
became limp in his arms as he laid me back on the bed. He
helped me to reposition myself closer to the head of the bed
so my legs weren't dangling off the edge and brought his
lips back to mine. We must have kissed for at least half an
hour.
"Hhmmmmmmm, aaahhhhhhhh," I sighed, losing myself in the
sensations taking over my body.
Paul sucked on my tongue gently, treating it like I
would a tiny cock. My mouth wasn't the only part of my body
that felt alive. My nipples were aching to be touched, even
just to be brushed by his skin. My clit throbbed and I could
feel my blood pulsing through my veins. My hips started
rocking back and forth against Paul, letting him know I was
ready for him to use my body in any way he saw fit. I needed
him to do something before I exploded with wanton desire.
"Please. Please, take me," I begged Paul, thrashing on
the bed.
Paul's lips left mine and traveled down slowly to my
neck. I adored having my neck kissed, licked and sucked. It
gave me goose bumps and sent shivers all the way down my
spine. Paul knew how to make me putty in his hands. As I
relaxed into the bed Paul continued his journey and strayed
at my breasts, going from one to the other, softly licking
circles around my areola. He avoided my nipples until I
arched my back up at him. Then he took one in his mouth and
let his tongue dance on it. My nipples became as hard as
marbles as he tortured me with pleasure.
As his mouth came closer to my apex, my clit became
harder and throbbed more steadily. My pussy was drenched
with my excitement and my nether lips were swollen with
desire. Paul finally made his way to my center and I heard
myself sigh with relief. The waiting was over. He spread my
flower and kissed me open, inserting his tongue to taste my
nectar. I had to stop myself from climaxing. I wanted to
enjoy this feeling of rapture as long as I could.
"You taste so musky, so fucking incredible, just like a
woman should taste," he said, licking his lips.
Paul let his tongue enter my box and his nose rubbed
against my clit. He lapped at my core and then up to my
nubbin of desire. Slowly and passionately he licked and
sucked on my "little man," bringing me closer and closer to
ecstasy. I started writhing on the bed, moaning loudly. My
hips involuntarily lifted off the bed towards his mouth,
silently pleading for more. He flicked his tongue over and
around my clit, feeling my thighs quiver as I neared orgasm.
Sliding two fingers into my moistness he lifted his mouth
from my clit for just a second, making me burn with
anticipation. Then he savagely sucked my button into his
mouth while plunging his fingers in and out of my love
canal. With my clit securely in his mouth, he used his
tongue to softly and slowly coax me to rapture. I felt the
waves of pleasure roll over me as I came again and again.
"Oh my God! Oh my fucking God! That feels so good! Yes!!
Unnnnnnhhhhhhh!" I screamed as I lost myself in hedonistic
lust.
My head lifted off the bed as I strained to watch. Then
suddenly feeling like I had to pee, but knowing that it was
not urine, I squirted jet after jet of cum into Paul's open
mouth. He took me over the cliffs of insanity. Then my knees
clamped about his head and I shouted for him to stop. I
could take no more. After he removed his mouth from me my
legs flopped down to the bed, like rubber. I relaxed and
took a deep breath as Paul rested his head on my thigh.
"You are such a good lover, Paulette," I teasingly said
to Paul.
"I knew seeing me in this outfit would make you get off.
So, did you enjoy your 'lesbian' experience?"
"You wanted to try on the lingerie as much as I wanted
to see you in it. Don't try to make it sound like it was all
my idea," I replied.
"So, what do you want to do tomorrow night, dear?" Paul
asked.
"The same thing we do every night, Paul, try to shock
the world."
- The End -
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