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Stranger

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Stranger Adult Story

Stranger

She didn’t even know his name. He spotted her across a crowded dance floor and came right to her. She looked good and felt good. She was ready for him. She’d done this dance before. He’d offer to buy her something to drink. Coyly she’d accept. By the end of the night he’d have her number. Three dates later they’d be writhing in the sheets. Those were the rules. She knew them well.

When he reached her, he immediately slipped his arm around her waist pulling her close. That was presumptuous. He whispered in her ear, but what he said wasn’t what she expected. What he said made her mouth fall open and her thighs wet. He described in graphic detail exactly what he wanted to do to her. He said she’d love it. He said he could tell she wanted him in the same way he wanted her.

And then he walked away, leaving her to make her choice.

She stood on the dance floor, music vibrating through her body. Should she ignore his forward invitation? Play the game the way it was meant to be played? Or should she give herself over to lust? Bathe in passion?

She was already at the back of the club by the time she realized she’d made her decision. An arm reached out and pulled her into the VIP room. Why was he a VIP? Was he a movie star? He had the charm of a movie star. Maybe he was a model. He was handsome enough to be a model.

He pressed his lips against hers. His tongue invaded her mouth. Her knees buckled and he caught her. The room spun around them. The pounding music. The strobing lights and him. The man with no name. All mixed in a heady intoxicating brew.

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Her little black dress barely covered her ass. With a slight push, it was up around her hips exposing her silky panties. He slid them down her thighs as he kissed a trail down her body. He worked his way back up, his tongue delving between her folds. She gripped his head and his tongue lapped at her wetness.

She moaned as she came against his mouth. Before she could regain her composure, he turned her towards the wall. She looked over her shoulder and watched him tear open the condom packet with his teeth. And then he was inside her.

She braced her hands against the wall as he thrust inside her. Slowly at first, learning her body. Measured strokes to figure out the spot to hit to make her squirm. He cupped her breasts while he plowed her from behind. Hard and fast. She was in pleasure overload. Scratching at the wall. Biting her own arm to silence her blissful cries.

By the time his movements became erratic, she was already seeing stars. He slammed into her one last time, biting her shoulder as he came. She threw back her head, caught up in the wake of her second orgasm.

He released her and she sunk to the ground, trembling. Before walking out the room he left his number on the table. She stared at it for a long time wondering if she should take it. Who would she even ask for? After all, she didn’t even know his name.

 

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