In January Arizona weather was nice compared to Michigan. I had come down to visit my family when some friends I went to school with asked me to go out. I love a good party, so I said of course.
I got dressed in a pair of jeans and a little halter top. I was feelin sexy as I don’t know what. My waist length hair was out, covering my back. My green eyes were lined and the lipstick was in place. I was ready.
As we entered the GOTHOM club I surveyed around to see if there were any fine guys. I spotted a brotha that was sitting by the dance floor with a beer in his hand. He was about 5.8, light skin and had some light hazel eyes. He was a cutie as far as I was concerned.
I had found my freak for the night.
Telling my friends I’d see them later, I walked over to him and leaned against his back. I whispered that we should get to know each other better. He turned around and took a good look at me. Smiling, he walked over to the bar with me and bought me a drink. He introduced himself as Marcus from California. He was in town visiting family. Yadda, Yadda. I did‘nt care for formalities. I just wanted to do the damn thing. . After about an hour and three of whatever he bought me I was feeling no pain.
We walked into a dark corner of the club and sat on some barstools. I positioned myself with my legs between his and pulled his neck closer to me. I flicked my tongue out, kissing his neck lightly. He pulled me closer, setting his hand between my legs right by my pussy. I then asked him what he wanted. He told me whatever. I then lowered my hand and put it inside of his pants. I took a hold of his dick and began to massage it under the table. The darkness of the club was hiding all of this.
He moaned soflty, so the people at the next table would’nt notice. I moved it slower as he went to unbutton my pants. He then slipped his hand into my jeans as he unbuttoned them. He began to rub on my clit, my pussy wet already at the thrill of this public place. I b... Læs hele novellen
