CONTAINS SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIEL DO NOT READ UNLESS YOU ARE OVER THE AGE OF 13
We entered the club and boy was it packed. Tyler and Kayla were close behind us as we struggled to make our way to the bar. We all sat down Tyler ordered us a round of shots.
"To being single!" Kayla toasted as we threw back our first shots. Dylan winced at the bitter taste of the alcohol. After a couple rounds and everybody was sufficiently drunk Tyler was all over Kayla on the dance floor and Dylan was still moping at the bar.
"What's wrong now?" I asked.
"I can see her friends over there." He said pointing at the girls staring at him and whispering.
"They're probably talking about how right she was to dump me."
I thought for a second and then turned to him.
"C'mon." I said pulling his hand.
"What are we doing?"
"Giving those bitches something to talk about." I said confidently.
I pulled him to the dance floor and placed his hands on my hips. I started my lightly grinding my bum into his pelvis slowly.
"What are you doing?!" He asked worried.
"Giving those girls something to tell Haley next time they see her."
I started grinding harder and faster until Dylan ground back into me. I suddenly felt something press against my bum, my eyes widened and I turned around. I pressed my chest against his and looked around me to see if anyone was watching. I left one arm around his neck and the other started palming him through his jeans. I put my head on his shoulder and heard him groan deeply. I discretely slid my hand down his jeans and toyed with the waistband of his boxer briefs. In the back of my head I knew this would be a bad idea but the rest of me was too drunk and horny to care. I slid my fingers along his naked shaft and massaged it slowly.
"I don't think you want to do that." He whimpered.
I slid my finger over the tip.
"Why not?" I whispered wickedly.
"Unless you want me to cum all over your hand, I suggest you stop."
The alcohol in my body giving me courage, I didn't stop and squeezed harder.
"Shit Liv, I'm gonna cum." He warned
And then I grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd. We exited the club and hailed a taxi.
"Please what Dylan?"
"Please do something! I'm so hard it hurts!"
"Like what?" I asked mischievously.
"Will you talk dirty to me? Please?"
I sighed but complied selfishly.
"I bet you can't wait to get home and fuck my pussy with your big cock." I whispered in his ear.
"My pussy is already soaking wet for you."
He looked like he was in physical pain he was so turned on. The car finally came to a halt and and we stumbled out of the car and into the house. It took far too long for Dylan to unlock the door seeing as both of us were heavily intoxicated. By the time I had come back from putting my shoes away Dylan was already in his room jacking off.
"Eager?" I laughed.
I walked over to him and lifted my shirt up off my body and he did the same. He smirked when he saw my naked chest on display and took one breast in his hand while the other snaked down my shorts.
"My turn." he whispered while circling my clit.
I'm shivered at his deep raspy voice never having seen this side of him.
He pumped his long fingers in and out of me relentlessly, I bit my lip to fight moaning.
"You like that?" He hissed.
"You like it when I finger fuck your pussy?"
I moaned quietly.
He removed his fingers from and removed my shorts.
Do we need protection or something?" "Im on the pill."
I placed myself on top of him and slid down on his length.
"You're such a tease." He said.
I slid up and down on him until we were both moaning like crazy.
"I'm gonna cum." He warned.
"Me too." I said.
And with that he came down from his high and soon so did I. We fell down on the bed panting both still too drunk to think about what we had just done and soon fell into a peaceful slumber.