My heel clicked against the damp pavement as I made my way towards the speech sound of punishing freshwater bass and shrill, girlish giggles. I could sense the lack of inhibitions, the innebriation and the inflammation of the men who thought they would get base a married person for the night. I breathed in deep the virile scent of alcohol, skunk and sexual inflammation, knowing in my forever still fondness that tonight would be a success. Making my way to the entrance of the bar I was soon to occupy, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, raven hair's-breadth and adjusted my girdle simultaneously. My skintight black-market jean needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the construction with my foresighted, ebony whisker, creamy hide, mile-long legs, shapely figure and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me tonight. I just had to find her.

Entering the establishment, I flashed a sly smile to a man standing just inside the threshold, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my good, red lips and my tit. I moved on, scanning the occupant of the bar quickly. They were all too aloud, too silly, with too many people or simply just not attractive enough. Finally, my heart landed on the perfect one. She was sitting alone at the end of the bar, absent-mindedly running her fingerbreadth around the rim of her boozing. She appeared to be inscrutable in thought. I made my way to the bar and seated myself a few stools down from this whodunit woman, noting that she looked up in interest as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered a drinkable, a Bloody Blessed Virgin, of course. Sipping my beverage, I studied her quickly, up close for the first time. Shorter dirty-blonde hair, petite, smaller breasts, dressed casually in dungaree and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely zero about her stood out and she was the one I wanted.

As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a Young man in a baseball hat and a Marco Polo. `` Frat boy. '' I thought disdainfully. `` Hey, uh, can I buy you a drink ? '' he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty thenar on his shorts as he did so. `` I have one, thanks. ``, I responded icily. If he ruined my plans for the dark, I would rip out his heart and feed it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my interpreter and left my position quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his group of jeering friends.

When I turned back towards the nameless girl, I saw that she had clearly witnessed the scene between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly. I flashed a warm grinning towards her and she immediately looked down as if suddenly shy. I frowned. Obviously I was going to have to go about her. I slid gracefully off of my barstool and sat in the one future to hers. `` Since we 're both alone, we may as well retain each former company. '' I said, in an easily detectable firty tone. She smiled and responded simply with `` I 'm Courtney. ''. With this, I regained hope and quickly told her my own `` Arianna. ''. We shook script and I allowed my fingers to hold on to hers for just a beat foresighted than rule. If she did n't know what I wanted by now, she was clueless. She looked surprised for a mo and then recognition dawned on her. She became much more animated, asking me about my life sentence, where I was from, what I did, etc. I was very undefined, of trend, but obviously my answers were good enough for her. I found out that she was twenty-three, studying nursing, working part-time at a expend bookstore, and, most importantly, very much 'into'women.

After a piece of talking, I reached over, placed my hand over hers and investigate, very softly, if she would like to leave. She nodded and we moved to exit the building quickly. On the way out, I noticed frat kid glaring at me and shaking his brain. I smiled sardonically, flipped him the finger and snaked my arm around Courtney 's waistline. Out on the street, in the sudden quiet, I could palpate my stomach frisson with the prediction of pleasure ... I 'm sure hers felt the Saame way. I led her to my apartment, conveniently only a pulley-block away, and we continued to chat and giggle as we walked, enjoying the chilly night air on our ( mainly her 's ) alcohol-flushed faces.

Entering my menage, I flipped the switch for the foyer light and politely asked her if she would like anything to drink. When she refused, I could resist no longer. I gently pulled her towards me wrapped my hand around the back of her cervix. She moaned softly before my brim even even reached her 's. Once our sass did touch, it was gentle at outset, conservative. Then we became more eager, intense, kissing with foolhardy abandon. Our tongues danced together softly, darting out occasionally to sample one another 's lips. I took her undersurface lip gently between my dentition and piece ever so slightly. She was delicious. Soon, we were kicking off our shoe and she was unhooking my corset as I was peeling off her tank-top. We stood there for half a moment, simply admiring one another before we resumed our hysteria, unbuttoning each other 's denim and tugging them down before stepping out of our own. Now we were both completely exposed, clad only in our panties. I pushed her against my paries, took her breasts gently in my script and rubbed her teat with my thumbs while kissing her neck opening. I delighted in the way her organic structure arched against my own, so willing and so very wet, I 'm sure. I kissed my way down from her neck, bringing my face up only momentarily to see her aegir mouth, and nibbled and licked my way down to her beautiful titty. Taking one nipple into my oral cavity while the other was still being stimulated by my hands, I sucked and licked simultaneously, twirling my lingua around while the suction made her nipple even harder. Then I stopped and looked up at her quickly, catching her with her head thrown back and her back talk slightly parted. I 'm sure the luxuria, desire and thirst showed in my center as I said `` Let 's move to the bedroom. '' in a hoarse voice. She merely nodded her consent and followed me as I led the way.

Reaching the bedroom, I did n't bother with the lights, or even pulling the blankets down on the bed. I just turned around, grabbed her and hoisted her up onto the actor's assistant. With her ramification wrapped around my waist, I resumed my viva ravishment on her breasts. Her fingers found my hair and twisted in it, bringing me up to her mouth to yield me a foresightful, passionate osculation. She then held my face where it was and began to lick and suck my on my own cervix, darting up to my earlobe and biting gently. I squeezed the part of her ass I could get to and ran my finger's breadth down and around to her interior second joint. Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, closemouthed and closer to the edge of her step-in, teasing her and making her want the release more than anything. I finally removed her finger from my pilus and dropped to my knees, putting my aspect tier with her panty-covered slit.

I reached up and dragged the cloth slowly down her pelvic girdle, pulling it in a way that ensured the soft fabric was rubbing against finespun flesh. When the underwear was off and on the base beside me, her bare, crafty pussy directly in front of my font, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and said one, unproblematic word that could n't own meant More. `` Please. ``, then she sighed and leaned her school principal back against the wall in prevision. The first tactual sensation of my lingua against her sensitive folds caused her to jump and groan. `` Please Arianna, please urinate me cum. lay down me cum against your lips. Arianna, please. ``, she half moan, one-half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the synopsis of her lips, darting across the folds, avoiding her clitoris. I traced her dripping hole, pushing my natural language in and tasting her completely. I felt her fingers find my hair once more and desperately try to crowd my head closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my lingua everywhere but where she needed it. Eventually, I reached her clitoris, flicking it with my lingua, placate but quickly. I continued at a steady pace, feeling her finger's breadth tighten in my whisker, her hips bucking to bring her pussy finisher to my clapper. Suddenly, she pushed my face into her pussy and held it there, I felt her body tremble as I continued. She was moaning and heaving, loosening her delay on me only once her orgasm was nearing the end.
As soon as I was able to pull back without disturbing her, I felt my eye teeth uprise big in my lip. Turning my oral sex slightly, I opened my lips and plunged them into her inner thigh, directly beside her pussycat. I heard her pant, but before she could say anything, the pain from the sudden bite, so near the area already hypersensitised, launched her into another, inviolable orgasm. I immediately tasted my payoff, the thick, enticing elixir of animation. I wrapped my hired hand around her second joint, keeping it as close to my backtalk as possible, as the sweet, coppery liquidity ran over my lingua. Once I was finished taking my own pleasance, I realized that she had been usually hushed. I looked up quickly, worried that I had taken too practically, but my fright were quickly quelled. Her stopping point orgasm had apparantly been so strong, she had immediately fallen asleep. Her chest of drawers rose and fell with each breath and she wore a very satisfied smile.

I stroked her hair and picked her up easily, carried her to the bed and tucked the blankets around her. I then checked the black-out drape to be sure that there were n't any cracks that would allow sunlight into the room. Satisfied, I crawled into bed myself. Courtney immediately turned over and snuggled up against me. I knew I would give to explain the bite later, but somehow ... I did n't conceive it would continue her from coming back .