Jake Part XVIII - Creative Anachronism - Sex Stories

Jake Part XVIII - Creative Anachronism

... mattered. She was dancing half-heartedly, barely making eye contact, and didn’t seem to want to touch him. He’d tried to grab her hips before to grind with her and show her what he was packing for her, but she’d just pulled away and turned around. And to make matters worse, she’d had a look in her eye that almost made it seem like she was having fun wasting his time! Oh well, he thought, at least Kyle was getting his dick wet; after he was done in whatever dark corner he’d dragged that slut off to, he’d come back and hook a b*****r up with an easier mark. Chet was just about to scan the crowd for more babes, when he noticed a dark flash of skin. He turned his eyes back down to the desi girl and smiled. Her tit was out again! Well, not out-out, but the nip had slipped. It looked like her shirt was less tightly-tied than he’d thought, and her bra was definitely fitted weirdly to be riding down like that. Not that he was about to complain… or to tell her about it. The weird thing about it was that the girl seemed to be perking up now that her nub was showing. It was almost like somebody’d come by and turned her on, because she was moving more smoothly and gyrating her hips and… oh hell, the girl knew belly-dance moves. Chet grinned at her and forgot all about the other girls in the club, forgot all about Kyle too. Staring at this girl as she twisted and moves, he felt more than a stirring. In fact, he almost moaned; there was a sudden, vivid sensation of something warm, tight ...

... and wet wrapped around his cock. Just for a moment, as if a throat or a pussy had appeared on top of him and then vanished again. The girl must have felt something too, because she gasped and visibly shivered. She looked up into his eyes and smiled, finally dancing closer and clasping her hands behind his neck. Chet slid his hands down her sides to hold her hips, but she kept twisting and moving about. Any other girl he’d have been able to get some dry-humping happening by now, but this bitch seemed to want to tease him, keeping her hips a few inches away at all times. Oh well, he thought, she was shorter and the view was great… especially since her other nipple was now peeking out at him, too. Yep, he could stare at her for a while… but then something happened. Chet blinked, and the girl was naked! Right there in the club, completely nude and still dancing like she didn’t know it! He blinked again, opening his mouth to say something, but the vision ended. At least he supposed it had been a vision. Or something. Because now she was fully clothed again; even her nipples had gone back into hiding. He didn’t mind too much, though, because her hips finally brushed against his, and once again he had a sudden flash of hot skin against his hips and even hotter flesh wrapped around his dick. He shivered hard at the brief but intense sensation. The girl must have felt it too, because she suddenly opened her mouth in surprise and stumbled in her twisty exotic dance. Her knees gave out ...