1. Clubbing With Don


    Date: 10/12/2023, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: kolhuntress191 

    That stupid idiot came again for one of our friend gatherings, knowing my boyfriend was right there. We were all at a club together. I remembered the first time I met Don was at a club too, where he had blackmailed me into sleeping with him. And yet, all the times after were of my own accord, only making him feel cockier that he was good in bed. I agreed with him that it was a good thing he had a dick that knew how to get the job done enough to compare to his cocky ego.

I was avoiding Don as my boyfriend was there and made it a point to dance with my boyfriend more even though I could feel Don’s eyes on me throughout the night.

I was wearing a black dress that hugged my curves. The soft fabrics of the dress enhanced the features of my body, causing my breasts to jut out and make my cleavage pop. My boyfriend was certainly happy to see me in such a dress with his hands wandering. It made me horny, and I wanted nothing more than to kiss him.

The only reason I slept with Don on a regular basis was because I had a high sex drive and the intimate sexy moments that I do get with my boyfriend were rare. He lived with his parents and was busy at work and not as outgoing and spontaneous. I was horny most of the time, and my boyfriend wasn’t there to take care of me. While Don did a magnificent job as a substitute.

“I want to fuck you so hard,” I whispered into my boyfriend’s ear as he ground into me on the dancefloor.

He groaned into my ear, but that was all. He ...
    ... just teased. Built me up with need. Made me hornier and needy. That I ended up getting satisfied in the arms of another man. And that night was the same. By about 2 am when he said he had to leave, I was more than sad. I was done. I tried to convince him to stay with deep kisses and promises of sucking his cock, but nothing worked.

By the time he left, I was soaking wet. Well, if he didn’t want to fuck me, I will find someone that does.

I looked at Don properly for the first time that night. I loved the way his baby blue button-up shirt hugged his slender frame and how it matched up with his dark washed jeans. His dark hair was gelled in a slightly messy manner, which I also liked.

I joined my friends again and took the seat next to Don. I noticed he had placed his hand on my knee, just below the bottom of my skirt, almost as soon as I sat down.

I wanted to brush his hand away, but for reasons that I knew I was going to regret, I chose not to. He smiled at me as I sipped at my drink. He slowly teased his hand up my leg, gradually working his way upward until he reached my stocking top and bare skin.

"Very nice," he whispered in my ear.

"We really shouldn't be doing this," I tried to protest, but I was already very turned on.

"No-one can see. It's dark, and the table is in the way," he replied, "but if you want me to stop, I will." With that, his hand did stop moving.

I took in a deep breath and glanced at him. “Is there somewhere we can go?” I asked ...
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