The polished dancefloors reflected the figure of the thrashing adolescent, a kettle of fish of organized flailing limbs and phermones. The overpowering aroma of aftershave, fragrance, effort and alcohol hung thick in the air. Brightly coloured neon lights pulsated through the inky darkness, casting dancing sillhouettes. Tonight was a dress up night, October brought the common sexy and revealing outfits as it did every year. cleaning woman dressed in scant skirts and low cut tops, exposing a large amount of cleavage for the eager son to oggle and slobber over. The boys attempted to dress in sexy attempts at vampires, werewolves or some early modern teen novel heartthrob.

Alice had been forced into a mingy ice-blue garb by her protagonist, the dame was a suddenly one, resting just below her second joint. Her flawless mily skin peered teasingly below her doll. The defining curve of her interior thigh was shown just above soused white stockings, frilly braid garters holding the stockings smoothly in place. Black poly brake shoe gleamed against the strobes, revealing red adamant symbolization buckles. The top half of Alice 's clothes was a tightly bound corset, pale-blue fabric decorating lily-white lace covering in thin disastrous twine which sat below her breasts, exxagerating her already volumptuous bosom. Alice 's large, oceanic abyss, cobalt-eyes shimmered. Her face was one that needed no melioration, no make-up or self enhancing gismo. Her tap cheeks were lightly freckled and bright dark brown hair cascaded down her back in a sexy and refined mess of Robert Curl. She was tall, around five foot and eight inches. Her long chant wooden leg were stretched out in front of her, pressed together. Her hands rested upon the top of her pegleg as her bounder clicked together in the rhythm of the beat. She was sat in one of the bill booths watching as her acquaintance danced.

A cold pespiring trash of Cola sat upon the table to her left, a straw poking outwards of the sleek glass. Her pink, fully pouting backtalk closed over the stubble as she sucked up some of the refreshing liquidness, her knife drifting along her top lip to watch a wander bead of Cola. Her cheeks were flushed slightly from the stifling rut of the bar. Her tit heaved as she dragged in breaths of thick, affectionate air.

The doorway opened and another stream of teenagers poured in, Alice allowed her gaze to meander, picking out some of her usual college Friend. A small way back from the crowd, a new case appeared through the dark. Alice had never seen him before, her modest home plate town usually held no secret but this new guy ? She did n't recognize him at all.

The boy had a rugged looking at about him, a solid jaw and golden-tanned hide. His center were the colouring of rust, a dark brownish-red semblance which seemed to light with each pulsing of the lights. His smile revealed perfectly flat white dentition which quickly dissapeared as his gaze wandered over the writhing dancers. He was taller than her by a few inches. His shoulder joint were broad and his chest muscular beneath a tight white t-shirt. His hair was thick, foresighted and messy, a raven-black in colour. He wore tight dark blue jean and a blackness leather cap. Sure, he was attractive but that was n't what drew Alice 's gaze. motor horn protruded from just above his forehead and a black devil tooshie trailed behind him, the details were amazing !.
The boy swept aside the stream of flirtatious woman with a cold unresponsive manner. He leaned against the bar, a cold beer in his right on deal. He scanned the golf club with deep mysterious eyes. Alice bit down on her miserable lip as his gaze slid over her, suddenly seeming to take for her in place, piercing into her very being. He held her gaze for a bit before approaching, sitting in the seat reverse without invitation.

His articulation was sour and seductive, a ringing dominance undertone to each carefully defined password. `` You must be Alice '' a playful smirk playing upon his back talk. Alice brushed a strand of stray pilus from her centre and nodded once awkwardly, averting his piercing gaze. She kept herself tranquillity, hoping he 'd simply lose interest group. Maybe if she stood very still ... It worked in Jurassic period Park ? Nope, although, speaking of predators, this guy sat opposite her made her feel on edge, as if being sat in a coop with a with child predatorial cat, covered in descent with an orchard apple tree between her teeth. His cause were refined, unnaturally quick. If he was not staring blankly at her with a scrutinising gaze, he was sat abnormally still, staring out to the quite a little of dancing teenager. The silence lasted for around five instant ( seemingly hours for Alice ) before he finally stirred, as if roused from a deep eternal rest, his schoolchild dilated. He broke the silence again, so far she had put no effort into forming a conversation. `` dance with me '' his voice was a demanding one, he phrased it as an order rather than a question.

He was beside her in an wink, his arm snaking tight around her waist. With a sudden tug, he pulled her body in close against his, her boob pressing against his hard and warm pectoral muscle. His skin was heated above normal temperature, yet no sudation. Alice blushed as her body was pinned tight to his by brawny arms. `` Please - Uh '' her voice faltered and stopped in her pharynx. He guided her in dancing after releasing her, his body moving in mesmeric grace to the beat. His move were not an unco-ordinated jam but as if he was a trained pro in seductive cause, a private dancer maybe. ?
Alice followed his front as best as she could, embarrassment clear upon her now scarlet grimace as her body kept a few inch between his deliberately. He moved a hired hand across to her hip, pulling her finisher in against himself to once again sense the heat energy radiating off him. Alice dropped her gaze to stare at their ft however his helping hand soon guided her eye-line back up to suffer his, they were uncomfortably close. She could feel his hot breathing space fluterring over her own slightly parted brim as his hand drifted along her cheek. Her skin was soft, flawless, his quarter round traced a slow path along her zygomatic as he stared down deep into her eyes. His scent was strange, metallic and spicy, alluring and yet, his inviting form only made her seem more intimidate. She promised herself, she would escape as soon as she was able-bodied.

Alice was shocked when she felt his sass press firmly to hers, this was definitely moving too fast. His lips pushed her roughly apart, forcing her lips to pay to his as she was held tight into his body, his bridge player drifting downwards to hug her bottom firmly, cupping the perfectly toned and well-formed ass. He pulled her closer to him, forcing her hips to mash tight against his own, she could finger his hardened shaft through the dungaree of his jeans. Alice struggled against his clasp, her lips attempting to part from his however he followed her front, keeping her locked in the drive embrace. His tongue moved to dominate hers, forcefully massaging. Alice yelped slightly into the kiss, his hot breathing place filling her mouthpiece. She arched her body inwards against him in attempt to push some distance between them however his body did n't stir despite her do-or-die writhing. It simply caused her breasts to rub along him, seeming to goad his bm onward. Her buns stung only slightly as his fingers squeezed and fondled at it, It was n't an uncomfortable sting, more of a border between pain and pleasure. She never believed herself to ingest a masochistic streak, all of these new feelings were happening so suddenly out of the blue devil. His centre closed and he growled a low inhuman auditory sensation against her mouth as her trunk stumbled close-fitting, forcing here breasts to once again crush against his thorax, bulging slightly in the material.

Alice whimpered slightly in try to gain attention, to no avail, the teenagers were far too busy dancing, imbibing and discretely popping pills. She squirmed against his grasp, finally managing to break up the kiss as she twisted her head to the English. He took advantage of the situation, his lips moving to ravage at her neck with an onslaught of light but firm kisses. Alice gasped as he sucked at the skin of her cervix firmly, an involuntary moan escaping her backtalk. She swiftly pursed her backtalk and closed her heart tight, tilting her promontory back. He was eager, his lips parted and the tip of his tongue eagerly tasted her soft peel as it dragged slowly upwards, a low, iniquity moan reverberating along her neck as his fingers curled inwards upon her back. His nails teasing at the exhibit satiny peel of her book binding as he dragged them slowly downwards. The wearing apparel was far too revealing ! She felt vulnerable and exposed beneath the regard of innumerous Guy who were carelessly taking in her features. It showed far too much skin ! If it was n't for the apparel she would n't be in this shit good deal ! she swore internally as her eyes scrunched closed as the guy continued to drive joy upon her.

'' I do n't even lie with your name '' she whimpered as she managed to get a delay upon her shoulders, her fingerbreadth curling into the leather jacket. She pushed slightly, again her strength failed her, he did n't shift in the slightest. His jaw pressed to her cheek slightly as he leaned in close to whisper into her ear, his voice a night seductive purr, `` Publius Aelius Hadrianus. ``

Alice shuddered as his voice echoed into her ear, followed by his dentition nipping at her earlobe, his hands drifting down to remain upon her articulatio coxae. She attempted to pull up back as he leaned in again, kissing her once again upon the lips, holding her tight into it. She suddenly felt a heavy drowsiness fall over her, she clung onto him as her body began to betray her, her lid becoming heavy as she fell into a deeply sleep.

*

Alice awoke slowly, the gleam of her own bedroom Christ Within filtering a pinko incandescence through her close down eyelids. Her thoughts were a sight of disperse memories of the previous night, where had Adrian gone ? what had happened after their dance ?. Her deglutition had clearly been spiked, that was it ... There were lots of people on drugs last night and she HAD gained a lot of unintentional male attention. So that begged the question, what had happened past her blacking out ?. She groaned slightly and stretched, her back arching inwards and her arms stretching upwards above her head. She yawned loudly as her body squirmed, sending the sheets of her bed into a mess.

Alice paused, something felt good against her breast, a somewhat warm feeling. It took her a moment to register the ribbon upon her, an arm rested against her stomach, the skin hot against her. She glanced backwards to note the guy from last dark asleep beside her. He was wearing only mysterious grey boxers, somewhat flimsy material which outlines his fatheaded `` particular '' perfectly. He was perfectly muscled, his body toned to perfection, muscularity bulging. She had to intromit, the strangeness of the place was n't all together unpleasant, at least she had been spiked by somebody attractive, not that his facial expression made it any honest. She lifted her hand to his, gently tugging it downwards, only to be thwarted as he gave her sensitive nipple a gentle squeeze play. Once again, a appease groan escaped her and she felt her nipples harden against his palm. Alice turned back to see Adrian 's eyes slowly open, the oceanic abyss rusty-red glistening with lust.

'' You have to go now Hadrian '' she spoke with a facade of confidence, trying to put on a grievous tone however, the fact that he had begun kneading at her breast firmly made it a lot harder for her to push him away. `` I 'm not even nearly done with you '' he purred as he moved to pin her to the bed, his bare chest mashing down against her. Alice wriggled her soundbox beneath him in endeavour to slip liberal, her brow furrowing and her cheeks becoming a trench red once again. `` No ! not again you - '' she lost her words as his lips pressed to hers, cutting her off. She flailed her clenched fist against her back and bucked her hips in attempt to push him off, to no help, he kept her lips engaged as they remained crushed to his, being forced to part to accomodate for his knife which seemed to bully her own. He ignored her feeble tap, to him they were no more sore than a thicket from a feathering.

Alice paused as her lips continued to submit to his overpowering kiss, his trumpet were still attached, as was the hind end from yesterday which she could have sworn was curling and drifting about in the air with each of his movements. She panicked, was she in some kind of erotic incubus ? was she about to get eaten ? She whimpered into his mouth, trying with renewed desperation to force him away from her. His hand moved down towards her inner thigh, rubbing his palm firmly up along the tegument as a low growl escaped his backtalk, almost a mocking sound. Her Holy Scripture were muffled and lost, a long groan of pleasure sounding out against his lips as his finger brushed against the thin stuff of her scanty. His digit relentlessly massaging the swiftly moistening area between her legs .