I couldn’t help but feel butterflies in my stomach as I stepped out of the shower. The warm water still lingered on my skin as I ran my fingers through my long, fiery red hair. Excitement coursed through me at the thought of meeting Matt for the first time tonight.
Standing naked in front of the mirror, a smile spread across my face as I admired myself. Wrapping a fluffy towel around my body, anticipation built within me for what would come tonight. It was going to be special indeed.
Rummaging through my closet, I searched for the perfect outfit to hug my curves. After trying on several options, I finally settled on a short black skirt and sleek black blouse that accentuated all the right places while making me feel confident and sexy in them paired with heels that added an extra boost to both height and confidence level alike!
Glancing at the clock, I realized it was almost time to meet Matt. I hurriedly applied a touch of mascara and a swipe of lipstick, wanting to look my best for him. As I admired my reflection one last time, a rush of nerves washed over me. What if he didn’t like me? What if I said something stupid?
Pushing aside my doubts, I took a deep breath and reminded myself that tonight was about having fun and enjoying each other’s company. With determination, I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.
When I arrived at the club, I spotted Matt waiting outside. My heart skipped a beat as I took in his handsome appearance, light brown hair, and eyes sparkling with warmth. He looked even better than I had imagined and had a beautiful beard.
“Lily,” he said, his voice sending shivers down my spine as he took my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss against my skin. “You look stunning.”
I felt my cheeks flush with colour at his compliment, a shy smile gracing my lips. But then his gaze flickered down to my blouse, and I followed his line of sight to see a few buttons undone, revealing a hint of skin underneath.
“It seems like you have a few buttons missing there,” he remarked with a playful glint in his eyes.
My cheeks grew even warmer as I glanced down at my blouse, suddenly self-conscious about the oversight. “Oh, I… I didn’t realize,” I stammered, feeling embarrassed over me.
My cleavage was definitely on show tonight, but I was with Matt, and I wanted him to look. But one look at him melted away my nerves. He made me feel special, like the only woman who mattered to him.
But my worries melted away as Matt flashed me a charming smile and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. At that moment, standing there with him under the glow of the club lights, I knew that tonight would be the start of something magical.
We entered the club, dancing and laughing as we drank and let loose on the crowded dance floor.
The thumping bass and lively atmosphere immediately engulfed us as we entered the club. Despite the loud music, I couldn’t help but feel excited to spend the night with Matt.
“Isn’t this place incredible?” I shouted over the music, a grin spreading across my face.
“Yeah, it’s amazing!” Matt yelled back, his voice barely audible over the booming beats.
Grabbing his hand, I dragged him onto the dance floor, determined to show him a good time.
“Come on, let me teach you a few dance moves,” I said, a playful glint in my eye as I took his hands and guided him.
Matt chuckled nervously. “Nah, I’m terrible at dancing,” he admitted, his cheeks flushing slightly.
I couldn’t help but giggle at his confession, teasing him playfully. “Oh, don’t worry, I’ll make sure you look good out there,” I said, giving him a flirty wink.
With a laugh, Matt tried his best to follow my lead, stumbling slightly as he attempted to mimic my steps. But despite his initial hesitation, he soon found his rhythm, moving with surprising grace and confidence.
The music seemed to fade into the background as we danced, leaving only the two of us lost in our own little world. As the familiar song started playing of “Hungry Eyes” filled the air, I couldn’t help but feel the excitement coursing through me.
Pressing myself closer to Matt, my big tits squashed between us as I saw him look down at them, as I felt something digging into my thigh; mmm, I know exactly what it was.
I teased him playfully as we swayed to the slow, sensual beat. At that moment, with his arms wrapped around me and the music enveloping us, I knew tonight would be unforgettable.
As the night wore on, we danced and laughed, the music fueling our energy and excitement. With each song that blared through the speakers, I felt myself letting go more and more, the alcohol coursing through my veins, adding to the euphoria.
As I twirled and swayed on the dance floor, I caught Matt’s eye, his smile sending a warm flutter through my chest. And then, in a moment that took me by surprise, he leaned in and gently kissed my cheek before excusing himself to the bar.
Watching him walk away, I couldn’t shake the longing that washed over me. With each passing second, the distance between us felt like an eternity, and I craved his presence more than ever.
Determined, I pushed through the throngs of people on the dance floor, my heart racing with anticipation. When I finally reached the bar, I tapped Matt on the shoulder, a playful smile tugging at my lips.
“Forget the drink,” I shouted over the music, the words barely audible even to my own ears. “Come with me.”
Extending my hand towards him, I felt a surge of electricity shoot through me as our fingers intertwined. At that moment, surrounded by the pulsating lights and the music thudding, I knew I never wanted this night to end. Matt followed me to where I was taking him, and I looked around to ensure no one saw us. I sneaked him into the ladies’ toilets.
As we checked each stall, the toilets were empty. I pulled him into the last one, and the lock locking echoed through the ladies’ restroom.
“I really gotta go,” I say with a wink, pulling my skirt up just enough to show off the lace trim of my panties. Slowly, I slide them down my legs until they pool around my ankles.
“Mmm, that feels so much better,” I moan as I sit down on the cool porcelain of the toilet seat.
“Oh yeah?” he says with a grin, already pulling his cock out of his pants. “I’m gonna jerk off while watching you.” His eyes are glued to me as he starts stroking himself hard and fast while listening to me take a piss in front of him.
“Mmmm,” I moan even louder as the warm liquid flows out of me in a steady stream into the toilet bowl beneath me. The sound echoes through the toilets as he grunts and groans with pleasure at watching me pee for him like such a dirty little slut!
“Fuck, you’re so fucking hot,” he growls as he watches me, his hand moving faster and faster over his cock.
“You like that?” I ask with a smirk, spreading my legs wider to give him a better view. “You like watching me take a piss for you?”
“Fucking hell yeah, I love it so much,” he groans, his eyes never leaving my pussy as my piss sprays out of my vagina. “I could watch you do that all day.”
“Can you hear my pussy spraying,” I ask, continuing to piss while looking directly at him. “Can you hear how wet and sloppy it sounds?”
“Fuck, yes, Mmm babe, you sure drunk a lot, haha,” he growls, his grip tightening on his cock as he watches you piss. “It sounds so fucking hot. I can’t believe how dirty you are.”
“Mmm, I know, my bladder is full,” I say with a wink. “I love being a dirty little slut for you.” I continue to piss.
I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter as I continue to pee in front of him. The feeling of being so exposed and vulnerable is turning me on more than I ever thought possible. And by the look on Matt’s face, he’s enjoying every second of it too.
I stand up as I get off the toilet with a trickle of urine going down my bald slit and rolling off my labia.
“Want to be a darling and get a bit of toilet paper and wipe it for me,”
Matt eagerly grabbed a handful of toilet paper and stepped closer to me, his eyes locked on my glistening pussy. I could feel his warm breath on my skin as he slowly wiped away the stray drops of urine, his touch sending shivers down my spine.
Unable to resist any longer, I grabbed his hand, pulling him towards me. Our lips collided in a passionate kiss as I pushed him up against the stall door. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my thigh.
Without breaking our kiss, I reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking him slowly. He groaned into my mouth, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I could feel myself getting wetter as I continued to stroke him, my panties still around my ankles.
I could feel his fingers slipping between my legs, teasing my sensitive clit. I moaned into his mouth, my body craving release. Without warning, he pushed two fingers inside me, causing me to gasp and break our kiss.
He pumped his fingers in and out of me, his thumb rubbing circles on my clit. I break from the kiss and look down as I see my hand on your cock, and your hand fingering my cunt.
“Yes… Mmmm, Matt,” I moan as I start to stroke his cock faster. I pulled his hand away, and I gave him a sinful grin.
As I stood there, naked and vulnerable, in front of Matt, my heart raced with excitement. I could feel his gaze as I dropped to my knees before him.
“Let me take care of you,” I whispered, looking at him through my lashes.
He nodded, a slow smile spreading across his face as he watched me wrap my hand around his cock. My mouth watered at the sight of him; the way he looked so big and hard in my hand made me feel powerful and desired all at once.
I leaned forward, taking the tip of his cock into my mouth and swirling my tongue around it gently before sliding down further onto him inch by inch until he hit the back of my throat, causing a gag reflex but not enough to stop me from continuing to suck on it like a lollipop.
While stroking up and down with both hands, I made sure not to miss any part of his sexy cock. I focused more attention by twisting my hands while maintaining eye contact, making this experience even more intense for both parties involved!
I could feel Matt’s grip tighten in my hair as I worked my mouth up and down on his cock. My hands moved in sync with my mouth, stroking him from base to tip as I swirled my tongue around the sensitive head, tasting his thick precum.
With each passing moment, I could feel him getting harder and more swollen inside my mouth. His hips began to move in time with mine, thrusting gently into me as I sucked him deeper and deeper.
I looked up at Matt through heavy-lidded eyes, watching his face contort with pleasure as he fucked my mouth. It was such a turn-on knowing that I was the one causing those moans of delight to escape his lips – it made me even wetter between the legs.
But just when I thought he was about to explode down my throat, he pulled back suddenly, leaving me panting for breath.
He closed the lid on the toilet and picked me up; my knickers finally fell from my ankles. As he gently plopped me down on the toilet and leaned me back, holding my ankles, and sank his face into my pussy.
His warm breath on my most intimate area sent shivers down my spine, and I couldn’t help but moan as his tongue made contact with my clit. He teased me gently at first before diving in fully, lapping at me hungrily like a man starved.
His fingers found their way inside of me again, curling up to hit that spot that drove me wild. I arched my back off the toilet seat as he continued his fierce hunger for my pussy.
“You dirty fucking girl, what are you.” He said, sounding demanding. “I’m your dirty little slut, Matt,” I panted, feeling myself soaking wet, and he had a feast on my cunt. “Fuck, that feels so good.”
As Matt’s tongue explored every inch of my pussy, I couldn’t help but feel myself getting closer and closer to the edge. His fingers moved in and out of me with expert precision, hitting that spot that made my toes curl with pleasure.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, my voice barely above a whisper as I threaded my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me.
Matt responded by redoubling his efforts, sucking on my clit while flicking it with his tongue. The sensation was almost too much to bear – it felt like he was touching every nerve ending in my body all at once.
I could feel myself building towards an explosive climax as Matt continued to devour me whole.
“Oh fucking fuck, mmmm Matt, I need you inside me.”
As the words left my lips, Matt pulled away from my pussy, leaving me panting and desperate for more. But he didn’t make me wait long – in one swift motion, he stood up and plunged his cock deep inside of me.
I cried out with pleasure as he filled me up completely, his hips grinding against mine as he began to thrust in and out of me with a raw urgency that took my breath away.
The toilet seat beneath me felt cold against my bare skin, but I barely noticed – all I could feel was the intense heat building between us as we moved together in perfect sync.
Matt’s hands gripped my hips tightly as he drove himself deeper and deeper inside of me, our bodies slapping together in a rhythm that matched the pounding beat of the music outside.
I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer still as I felt myself teetering on the edge of ecstasy once again. With each thrust, Matt pushed me higher and higher until I couldn’t take it any longer – with a cry of pure pleasure, I shattered around him.
My orgasm ripped through me like a tidal wave, leaving me gasping for breath as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Matt didn’t let up, though – if anything, his thrusts grew even more urgent as he pounded the living shit out of my hairless pussy.
He continued to pound his cock fiercely into my sweaty, dripping cunt as he fucked me harder. Sweat dripping from him as he fucked me so fast.
He pulled out and grabbed my arm, pulled me up, and spun me around so fast, like a rag doll. My hands fell flat on the toilet lid. I was now bent over, and I felt his engorged cock slides up and down my slit and then slid past my labia and deep inside.
As Matt entered me from behind, I couldn’t help but let out a low moan of pleasure. His hands gripped my hips tightly as he began to thrust, slamming into my cunt as he hammered me hard. He slapped my ass cheek hard as he just kept pumping his dick in and out my sweaty pussy hole.
The sensation of him deep inside me, coupled with the sound of our bodies slapping together in rhythm, was almost too much to bear.
Matt’s breathing grew ragged as he picked up speed, his hips pistoning back and forth as he drove himself deeper and deeper inside of me. I could feel his cock swelling even further within me, signalling that he was close to release.
“Fuck, Lily,” he groaned through gritted teeth as he slammed into me, “Fuck, your pussy feels so good.”
“Yes, oh yes, fuck my pussy, ugh fuck,” I moaned as he just kept fucking me with my ass slapping against his skin.
“God, you’re so tight. I can barely hold back.” Matt said he kept grunting, trying to fight the sensation of my pussy strangling his cock.
“Don’t hold back, baby,” I growled, arching my back and pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. “I want it rough, to feel every inch of you.” “You dirty little slut,” he growled, his hands gripping my hips tighter as he pounded into me.
“You love taking my cock, don’t you?” “Yes, yes I do,” I gasped, feeling the pleasure building in my squelching pussy.
I knew he was about to blow, so I quickly pulled off of him and got on my knees again. I grabbed his hard cock and started sucking with pure intensity.
I couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as I knelt before Matt, his hard cock in my hand and mouth. My body was still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm, and I knew that Matt wasn’t far behind.
I started swirling my tongue around his shaft as he groaned with pleasure.
“Fuck, that feels so good,” he moaned, his hands gripping my hair tightly. “Suck it harder, baby. I want to feel your mouth on me.” I eagerly complied, taking him deeper into my throat and using my hand to stroke his length. Every time I gagged, he let out a low growl, egging me on. “Yeah, take it all, you dirty little slut,” he grunted, thrusting his hips towards me.
“You love sucking my cock, don’t you?” I moaned in response, my mouth full of him. I couldn’t get enough of his taste, scent, and touch. I was utterly lost in the moment, consumed by my desire for him.
“Oh fuck, yeah, that’s it, take it all, you dirty little slut,” he growled, his grip on my hair tightening. I moaned in response, my mouth still working over his throbbing cock.
“You love being on your knees for me, don’t you? You love sucking my cock and swallowing every drop of my cum,” he grunted, his hips thrusting forward in a frenzy. I could feel his orgasm building, his cock swelling and pulsating in my mouth.
It was such a turn-on knowing that I had brought him to this point of ecstasy. And when Matt finally reached his climax, there was no holding back – he grabbed the back of my head and held me still as he pumped jet after jet of hot streams of cum down the back of my throat.
I swallowed quickly, trying to keep up with the flood pouring from him until there was nothing left but a dribble on his now-softening cock head which I licked up like an ice cream scooping every bit I could find off his bellend before standing up and wobbling slightly on these heels but managed not to fall over them or stumble while doing so.
He looked at me and smiled, “Damn girl, you were terrific. I didn’t expect you to swallow it all like that.”
He couldn’t stop grinning at me, “You’re a natural at this. Swallowing my load like a pro.”
I just looked at him while smirking. “You know I love it when you talk dirty to me. Especially while fucking me.”
Wiping away any trace from around my mouth, we fixed ourselves right before leaving this public space together, sneaking out without being caught. We saw people looking at us curiously, wondering what had happened inside that cubicle. But neither he nor I cared for any judgmental thoughts cast upon us by anyone who didn’t know true pleasure like we just shared.
