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When Aleisha slipped on her black string top dress to go to the club, she never would have imagined the night ahead of her. She looked at herself in the mirror one last time and practiced a couple of seductive faces like she had seen some of her favorite Instagrammers do. Damn, she was sexy. If only she felt this confident when not practicing in front of a mirror. She made one final adjustment to her dress before heading to her best friend Chloe’s apartment.
When Chloe opened the door, she was halfway through putting on her makeup. She was also wearing a black dress, but hers was more tightly fitted and revealed significant cleavage. Her friend always drew attention wherever they went and men usually came up to hit on her first. While Aleisha was content to have Chloe be the center of attention, she often wished she had her friend’s confidence and naturally curvy body. Chloe gave Aleisha a cheerful greeting.
Inside the apartment, there was a decent-sized living room with a few small plants scattered about. The room was organized, except for the makeup supplies that lay scattered on the kitchen bar along with a bottle of vodka, a chaser, and two shot glasses.
“I need to finish my makeup. Pour us a shot,” motioned Chloe while she sat down at the kitchen bar. She grabbed her mirror and returned to applying foundation. “I’m so glad finals are finally over!”
“I don’t even want to think about finals anymore.” Aleisha grabbed the bottle of vodka and filled the two shot glasses. She noticed that one of the glasses was already wet. “I swear I failed that last exam.”
“You always say that and then end up with a way better score than me.” Chloe reached out and gripped her shot glass before raising it. “Cheers, slut.”
“You’re the slutty one,” Aleisha rebuttled with a chuckle. They downed their vodka and chased the bitter taste with soda.
Recovering from the shot, Chloe said, “Don’t lie, you always tell me that you want more cute guys to come up to you. Remember the last time we went out and you were crying about how not a single hot guy invited you home that night.”
“Don’t remind me! I was super drunk.” Aleisha blushed as she remembered how sloppy and emotional she was that night. The hangover the next day was even worse. “Guys always go up to you first, you’re so hot,” she imitated a curved figure in the air with her hands.
“You are too, bitch! You just need to wear a dress that tells everyone that you know you’re hot and down to fuck, but only with the right stud. Bring out the inner bitch in you.”
She was right. Chloe could send anyone away with their tail between their legs with just a stare. Aleisha would love to have that power. “Fine, we’ll go shopping this week and you can pick something out for me. Besides, I don’t know if I want to hook up with anyone tonight.”
“You say that, but I guarantee that as soon as you are dancing with a cutie and feel his cock on your ass, you’ll be begging to have him take you back to his place and fuck you.”
While Chloe finished getting ready, they continued to chat about the night ahead and joke around. They took a couple more shots before going on their way to the club and a night of fun. Aleisha’s nerves and excitement increased as they neared the building, the heavy beat of the music inside only slightly muted by the door.
When the doors opened, the loud music was an invitation to the festivities inside. The two friends skipped to the dance floor where many people were already dancing to the music and colorful lights bounced among the crowd. She was ready to blow off steam and dance the night away. While Aleisha moved somewhat stiffly, her friend effortless swayed back and forth to the beat. She wished she could dance just as sexily as her best friend and couldn’t deny that she felt a little jealously towards her, especially when she noticed several men’s attention already focused on Chloe.
One bold observer, a handsome man with a long sleeve button up shirt, approached Chloe. Despite just being a couple feet away, she couldn’t hear what they were saying, but Chloe was soon laughing and reciprocating the flirtatious gestures. She turned towards her and gave her a smile, signaling that she was enjoying the man’s company and that Aleisha didn’t have to come save her. The two danced closely and Aleisha became aware that she had become a third wheel.
She continued dancing to the music, hoping that she would attract the attention of someone. She glanced off the dance floor and caught the eyes of a stunning woman leaning against a pillar looking towards her direction. By habit, she averted her eyes before they wandered back to the woman. She wore a sleeveless scarlet dress that ended just above the knees, and her hair was pulled tightly into a ponytail.
The woman eyed her like a predator does a prey, which sent a pleasant shiver up her spine. She wanted to be hunted that night, to be caught, delicately trapped. The fog machine turned on at the drop of the bass in the music, her view of the woman was briefly obstructed. As the fog cleared, the woman had made her way closer through the crowd of flailing dancers, her eyes locked onto Aleisha’s. It was unmistakable that there was one focus on the woman’s mind. Her.
Even in the dark lighting of the club, she could see that the woman’s eyes had a distinct green color. She outstretched her hand. “Would you like to dance with me?” Her voice was intoxicating.
Aleisha looked over to her friend, whose tongue was deeply entangled with her partner. She immediately grabbed the woman’s hand. It was soft, yet full of control. They spun around, the club lasers bouncing off their skin with every movement. They started slow and innocent until Aleisha turned around and grinded against the woman, pressing her butt into her as the woman pulled her into her hips. Something hard pressed against her butt. She paused for a moment and turned to the other woman with a questioning look.
The other woman brought her in close for a smooth whisper in her ear, “What do you think of my cock?”
Aleisha had never been with a woman with such an asset. Her heart raced. She was intrigued. “I like it,” she hoped she had replicated one of the seductive faces she had made earlier in the mirror. “What’s your name?”
“Nessa. And you?”
“Aleisha.”
The two barely exchanged words after that, instead letting their dancing and light touches do the flirting. After several songs their dancing became hotter and heavier. Their bodies brushed against one another and hands became more daring throughout the night, exploring into more intimate zones. The two passed the rest of the night together at the club, her focus remaining solely on the woman. She barely even noticed when her friend interrupted for a quick goodbye to go hook up with the man she had been dancing with.
Aleisha was having so much fun that when the lights turned on and the music off she was surprised that it was already closing time. She didn’t want the night to end, not with this woman.
“What do you want to do now?” Aleisha eyed Nessa innocently, hopeful that she would take the initiative to invite her back to her place. It was strange to be able to hear her own voice after the music had been blasting loudly all night.
“Do you want to come back to my place? We can continue dancing more there,” she squeezed her butt and Aleisha squeaked in delight.
“Is dancing all you have in mind?” asked Aleisha, biting her lips.
“Not entirely,” Nessa admitted with a sly smile as she stared up and down at her body. For a moment, Aleisha felt like she was a gazelle before a lioness. She should have felt fear, but instead she felt unrestrained desire.
On the way to Nessa’s place in the back of an Uber, many thoughts crossed her mind, most of which included the cock between Nessa’s legs. She wondered what it would feel like to touch it, lick it, feel it inside of her. She wanted to know what sounds Nessa would make with every touch. She looked at her lips, so full and ready to be kissed. When Nessa caught her looking at her lips, Aleisha looked away and pretended that something out of the window was more interesting. She hoped that she hadn’t noticed how long she had been staring at her lips.
Nessa gently grabbed Aleisha’s chin and turned her head towards her. Her eyes were so alluring, dangerous emeralds that pierced her with sexual intensity. Their lips neared. Her heart beat faster. When their lips finally touched, Aleisha was addicted. She couldn’t pull away until the car pulled up to Nessa’s apartment.
Inside, the two hurriedly pulled off articles of clothing, carelessly throwing them to the side. They were both nearly naked when Aleisha paused at seeing Nessa’s bulge in her red silk panties, only a small layer between her and it. She had never wanted to unveil a cock so badly.
Nessa grabbed her underwear and slowly pulled them down, letting her cock slide out, a tantalizing treat to be sucked on. She seemed to enjoy Aleisha’s hypnotic stare although Nessa also looked slightly nervous, but that only lasted a moment before she returned to her previously cool and seductive demeanor. Nessa leaned back onto the bed and beckoned for her to come suck on her.
Aleisha willingly followed, kneeling on the bed and wrapping her fingers around her cock. She placed her lips over the tip, which was rewarded with a cute moan. Her mouth moved up and down, lubricating the length of the cock while Nessa lightly thrust to meet the movements as she glided her hand through Aleisha’s hair.
Aleisha pushed even deeper onto Nessa’s cock, slowly fitting more of it into her mouth and savoring the taste. The moans of pleasure from Nessa turned her on and further encouraged her. She pushed farther and a light tingle in her pussy surprised her. When she immediately backed away, the sensation disappeared. Aleisha shrugged it off and figured that it was just her mind and the alcohol playing tricks on her, but she had to admit that the sensation had felt pleasant. Her pussy tingled again as she returned to sucking on the cock. She was about to pull back again, but decided to see where the sensation would lead her. She reached between her own legs to touch herself and was surprised by how wet she was. She doubted she had ever been so wet before from giving a blowjob, let alone from having sex.
As Aleisha continued to suck on her cock, Nessa’s touch extended over Aleisha’s upper and lower back. It felt as if Nessa’s hands were cool silver running over her skin, pulling her deeper into a trance of sensual pleasure. She let herself relax into her touch as the tingly sensation in her pussy grew more intensely, a warm pressure that started to build within her.
To better position herself, Aleisha cupped her hands under Nessa’s ass as she focused on bringing her mouth all the way around Nessa’s cock. She had never been able to deep throat a cock before and was surprised with how easy it was to deep throat it despite not being particularly small. It felt right to be perfectly between her legs, her lips pressed against her trimmed hairs and making her feel more connected to the woman that she had been dancing with all night.
As the tingling sensation in her pussy increased, she wanted to touch herself, but she was so comfortable and Nessa’s touch was so incredible that she remained frozen in place. She embraced the sensation of Nessa’s hands running along her skin, delicately touching all of her nerve endings, sending the pleasure to her head. She could easily stay there forever being rubbed. Her pussy throbbed as she thought about how good it would feel to have the cock inside of her, but for now she was content in her position with Nessa’s cock comfortably in her throat.
With every minute that passed, her body felt more sensitive, more sensual. Nessa’s touch increasingly became the center of her focus. The hands rubbing along her felt larger, touching more of her back at the same time. Her mind became pleasantly dizzy, like when one begins to fade into a dream.
When Nessa’s hands slid over her ass, she twitched. The skin was a great deal more sensitive than it had ever felt, almost as sensitive as her clit. She was confused, but so horny. She wanted to pull away to say something. She knew that her ass shouldn’t have felt so sensitive, that strange sensations were happening to her body, but her curiosity was far less important than the pleasure that she was feeling. She just wanted to be rubbed and touched, to be stroked.
As if reading her mind, Nessa gripped her harder and rubbed her faster. Her touch extended from Aleisha’s torso, near her breasts, all the way up to her ass, her grip getting wider and tighter around Aleisha’s body. Her tight grip moved up and down her entire body, squeezing her, pleasuring her, milking her.
Aleisha suddenly became aware of how full her breasts felt. A pressure began to build within them. As it increased inside of her, it spread throughout her until her whole body throbbed with tension. She needed to be relieved of the pressure soon, she needed Nessa’s hard long strokes. She swore she would go crazy if she stopped being stroked.
Just a few more strokes from Nessa and she would experience the most incredible orgasm she had ever had. She only desired to be drained, to have all the pressure in her body released through her pussy. She felt an intense pressure move from her heavy chest up to her torso, then her belly, and right to the edge of her pussy, which pulsed with pleasure ready to burst. Her whole body was on the verge of orgasm.
Her mind flooded with a cascade of ecstasy that extended throughout her entire being and formulated into one place. She clenched her pussy. Out gushed sweet sensual release, tension flooding out of her and spurting onto the bed and floor below. She had squirted before, but this orgasm was different, thicker. Every contraction of her pussy sent more of the thick cum pouring from her body. The few seconds were pure pleasure. As the pleasurable intensity washed away from her mind into a warm relaxation, the cum trickled to a dribble from her still throbbing pussy.
Nessa’s grip too came to a slow, then a stop, which Aleisha was thankful for. Her body felt overly sensitive to Nessa’s touch. Her pussy still twitched from the orgasm as the remaining drops of cum were squeezed out of her. She felt lighter and relaxed, all her muscles free of tension. She didn’t want to move, much less even open her eyes, which felt so heavy. All she wanted to do was fall asleep where she was, in between Nessa’s legs. She let her mind drift off and eventually fell asleep, blissfully ignorant to the change that had happened to her body that night.
