Devil May Care - Sex Stories

Devil May Care

Chapter 1: The Pick-Up So I was sitting at the bar of a club in an old part of town, on a night out, enjoying my Mojito. My strait friend I was with had been chatted up by this handsome - if a little too slick - guy and she and him had gone off somewhere more... Private. I was left all alone, and every girl I chatted to was either strait or in a relationship. I had already been drinking a lot most of the night and was now onto cocktails and shots. Feeling bored, I was getting ready to finish my drink and leave. As I gulped down the last mouthful of my sweet drink, a woman sat down beside me, placing an hand onto my shoulder for leverage as she sat onto the black leather barstool. "Another one of them for her." She instructed the bartender whilst pointing at my now empty glass. I glanced up at her, and was awestruck at how beautiful she looked. She was dark, almost latino like. She had a big thick full head of dark brown/almost black hair. Her dark ruby lips naturally pouting. Her deep dark green eyes burned into mine. There was something so magnetic about her, yet so mysterious and distant. It was like all eyes in the darkly lit club was drawn to her, and yet, no soul was looking at her. I glanced down at her thick curvy body for just a quick second. Her large voluptuous breasts were hardly contained in her tight red dress. The soft satin-like material looked as though it had been painted onto her hourglass figure. The dress went down only as far as the uppermost regions ...

... of her thick full thighs. "Hi Sam, stay for one last drink." She told me in a smooth dark voice that burrowed deep into my soul. "H-h-how do you know my name?" I had to f***e my breath over my voice-box to speak my question. "I know lots of things about you." She replied mysteriously. My eyebrows twisted slightly into a quizzical look. "I'd been listening to you chat with your friend all night, she always calls you Sam, even though your name is Samantha." She explained. "Oh. Oh me and her, we're not, you know, we're not together." I found myself stating the obvious. "I know you both don't fuck. Infact she's busy fucking that creep right now. In the cab on the way to his studio apartment." She retorted so matter-of-factly. "How do you know that?" I puzzled. "Would you really wait around 'til you get back to the apartment before fucking?" She asked rather boldly. "Um,I-" I was about to reply when she quickly interrupted. "Don't answer, I know." She turned her attention to the bartender as he placed my drink infront of me. She leaned forward off her stool, grabbing his shoulder to whisper something into his ear. As she did that, I couldn't help but to check out her bum. What a bum it was! It looked so lovely and big and round, her tight short red dress leaving very little to the imagination as it curved and conformed to the magnificent shape of her peachy ass. Her gorgeous derriere was hidden away underneath her as she sat back down properly onto her stool. "This one's on the ...