Just In One Night.

Chapter Two

My back hit the wall, as he slammed me against it. His touch was like fire, and I was absolutely willing to burn. The moment we got in, he started kissing me like he couldn't get enough; like I was a drug he was addicted to. I was a head and a half shorter than him, but all of the difference disappeared as he hoisted me up, wrapping my legs around his torso. His lips found my neck, and started sucking on me like I was a bar of candy.

The passion between us was insane; nearly as if we craved for each other, but the fact remained that, he was just a hot stranger that I was dared to kiss, then things just kinda escalated. I'll blame the alcohol, and live in the moment. I can think about the consequences of tonight later, if I can even remember.

His hands found my boobs, cupping them in his hands, and squeezing. That action directly went to my core, making me tighten multiple times, and drip. How did he know exactly where to touch, how to find the spots that would have me screaming in seconds? Mouth still on my neck, he pulled the top of my strappless dress down. The fact that I wore a bra aggravated him; he looked sexually frustrated because of the layers.

I was on my feet again, but giving me no time to react, he spinned me for my back to face him, so as to zip my dress down and unclasp my bra. Taking an advantage of this, I back my ass up on him, feeling his hardness with it. He groaned; his hands moved from my hips to my boobs squeezing them so hard, then rubbing them with his fingers. A series of moans leave me; my toes curl in pleasure, and I grind on him involuntarily.

"You a naughty girl, aye?" He mumbles in my ear with a deep voice, as he rolls my n*****s in his fingers. "I'mma show you how they treat sexy misbehaviours 'round here."

He pinches my n*****s as he says this, and the only response I could give was, moaning the words "oh, f**k" over and over again. My s*x was a waterfall; I was totally naked in his living room, being his little slut. Was it weird that I couldn't give two shits about it? I just wanted him to continue touching me, it made me so mindless, and I wanted more.

His lips were on mine again. We were on his gigantic and soft couch, and I was trying to take off his shirt. I rubbed my hands over his bare chest, feeling his abs up. God, this mystery man just got sexier. He had the body of a Greek god; abs so defined I could count them, shoulders so broad, my legs could easily fit there. He starts sucking on my boobs, and my mouth takes the perfect shape of the letter "o". Carressing his face, pressing his head against me.

He does it so well, my moans increase, and I could feel myself nearing the edge towards a mind blowing orgasm. Then his hands start working on me at the same time. He starts rolling my c**t in a circular motion, rubbing my p***y in a speed that could make me cry of pleasure. I'm screaming at this point; all I have on my mind is the fact that I'm about to c*m.

"I-I'm c-cumm-iiiing" I draw out in a moan.

I explode in a million pieces, this orgasm taking longer than any other one I've ever had. He made me feel so good, it was impossible to explain. I wanted to return the favor; I wanted to pleasure him till he groaned too. I wanted to show him how I felt by making him feel it too. Using my martial arts skills, and the element of surprise, I flipped us over. Now he was under me, and it was my turn to be desired.

I started sucking on him; leaving sloppy kisses from his jaw to his pulse point, then sucking on the skin of his neck. His hands gripped my ass firmly, squeezing my cheeks and spanking me, which made me even hornier. I move my mouth from his neck to his chest, creating a trail with my tongue. Going straight to his male n*****s, I pop on in my mouth, while I play with the other.

His chest flags up and down; his bulge could easily pass for mount Everest, as he lays beneath me. Tugging on it with my teeth, he groans and squeezes my ass like it's jelly. I move my mouth to the other one, and apply the same treatment to it. His bulge radiates heat from beneath his trousers, begging me to release it, to put it in my mouth and suck on it like it's a popsicle. His fingers find my p***y, and once more start rubbing me in circular motions.

This makes me suck on him harder, my core aches to glove his legnth in me. He sits up and connects our mouths together, while he hoists me up again and starts walking towards a door. Trying to open the door and kiss me at the same time, it takes him a while to do so.

He kicks the door closed as we enter, and falls together with me onto the bed. I'm fuelled by a strange desire, to taste every inch of him. I get up and crawl to the edge of the bed, as he watches me like I'm a strange piece of art on exhibition. Getting to my knees on the floor, he finally understands what I want.

"I want to taste you, your saltiness on my tongue. Let me undress you and touch you." I say, drunk with lust and passion, and fuelled by the influence of alcohol.

He gets up and stands before me, as I look up at him innocently. Tilting my head up by propping my chin up with a finger. I pushed my glasses back to avoid making it fall and break, forgetting that I had already used something to avoid it moving from it's place. He looked at me hungrily.

"Never knew someone with such an innocent face could be such a freak..." he paused for a second, overcome with a primal s****l urge. ".... You surprise me; positively." his voiced laced with desire.

Smiling up at him like a little slut, I zip his pants down, and slowly start pulling it down. He steps out of it, and my heartbeat rate increases with excitement. He was huge; I could see it from the bulge on his boxers. As I pulled it down, it sprung up; finally free and out in all it's glory. His tip was glistening with pre-c*m, and I acted to have it all in my mouth.

Creating a trail from his waist, to his abdomen, I kissed his beautiful brown skin, worshipping his body like a believer. I dragged my tongue along all sides of him, before suddenly taking him deep into my mouth. He get out a groan.

"God, you're so good...." He trailed off.

This encouraged me to take him even deeper, eventually deepthroating him. He held my by my hair, while my head bobbed back and forth on him. I could feel his d**k harden more, indicating he was close to the climax part. Picking up my speed, I also used my secret weapon; I started humming, which caused the effects of a vibrator. His breathing was heavy and ragged, his head had rolled to the back.

Mouth repeating the word "f**k" under his breath, over and over again, I decided to kill him off by increasing my tempo. He gave a loud groan, before taking his d**k out of my mouth, and unloading in my mouth, face and boobs. I stuck out my tongue like a w***e, wanting to eat everything he poured on me up.

He watched me as I ate everything up, all the while his eyes devouring me. I got up and pushed him to the bed, as soon as I was done, and crawled over him. We started kissing again; I made him taste himself, while he fingered me. For a second he was confused; because I took out his fingers. But before he could even process anything, I put him in me, making his head roll back again.

It stung for a second, I couldn't understand why, but I gave it no mind as my head was too hazy for that. But then I was filled with the feeling of pleasure. I rode him, moaning like a slut all the while. Then he took charge; flipped us over without breaking the contact, put my leg on his shoulder, and started going in and out of me at an insane speed. I was screaming, I had never experienced such level of pleasure before. I ached to have more, even as he f****d me thoroughly.

I was nearing my climax, and so was he from his expression. His speed turned up, and the pace had me scattered all the way down. I came loudly, louder than usual, and I could feel his load had exploded in me. I should have felt worried; but as I said before, I'll leave the worrying for tomorrow when I'm sober.

We were both panting, and I was drained. Slowly and steadily, I gave into the arms of sleep, falling slack in the bed of a very hot, complete stranger.