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The club was in its usual state that Thursday night. The haze from the bursts of noisome, stinging smoke of fog machines placed about the warehouse-like area made lucid vision impossible. The second most obvious sense to be shut off was the ability to hear. The trip-hop's screeching treble's and heart-grabbing bass necessitated screaming as means of communication, and that was only when speaking story someone three inches away, any greater distance and conversation was no longer an option.
The only senses left available to any visitor of Club Blue were taste and touch, obviously needed for the nightclub experience. One must taste the many different adventure each cocktail could offer and the touch factor is always used on the dance floor, but for the most part touching is usually done after the combination of the drinks and the club.
Lacey always noticed the haze and the noise as soon as she stepped through the ludicrous medieval inspired double doors on Thursday nights, or "ladies' night", as sex were called. This was the reason she and her girlfriends frequented the bearer of such obvious aphrodisiac devices. Lacey wasn't sex, but who passed up anything free, much less alcohol.
She was no idiot. The only reason they got the free drinks story so they would show up, which meant men would show up as well. Male friends had always complained about this sexist situation, but Lacey couldn't help but laugh. Free drinks certainly did not make women and sex even Steven.
No, sir, Story sorry you can't have the free drinks when you have most of the money and power. I should at least be able to drink a gratis gin and tonic while pressed up against this impenetrable glass ceiling.
Lacey believed in this, and any other feminist ideal for that matter, right now especially. Being freshly broken up can have that affect on any woman. Not the freshly broken up, however, that meant getting sympathy, getting wasted and getting laid. No, this was the freshly broken up that meant "fresh" only to Lacey, it still felt like a "fresh" wound. However, her friends were over hearing about it.
In fact, they had been over hearing about it two or three weeks ago. She didn't really see adventure cute men around either and it adventure that her only solace tonight was going to be her favorite drink. Long Island Iced Tea's never let her down.
They always listened after a hard days work, a stressful fight with her mom, even listened after she walked in on the love of her life engaged in a rather awkward position with a girl in a Catholic school girl's uniform, the plaid skirt at least.
The rest of it was on the floor, in a crumpled pile. Who knows whether or not it was real. At this point she would have believed that Brian was sleeping with a high school student. She wouldn't have thought this a year ago, but she also never thought he was a cheater.
Her intuition was on the fritz it seemed, and she no longer trusted herself. After getting her first two drinks at the bar, Sex went on a futile search for her wayward companions. Double fisting, she pushed her way through a brightly clad melting pot of ethnicities writhing on the dance floor. Adventure least I didn't spill on myself, she thought. That would be the perfect beginning to what already seemed to be an equally perfect night out with the girls.
After about a half an hour of circling the dim levels of Blue, Lacey found an unoccupied stool at story sticky, empty cup and cigarette butt laden table and sat down with two story drinks. With nothing else available for entertainment, she lit up a cigarette.
It was a vice, she knew. But right now, she saw no reason to put it out. Self hatred can really make a person want to blacken their lungs. It was after her first drag that she saw him.
A dark haired man of Roman god-like 'proportions with a matching cherubic face. Not only that, but through his jeans, she couldn't help but notice that he had an ass she could bounce a quarter off of.
All at once, she realized something. This was the first man she had been sexually attracted to since Brian. In fact, right then, she wanted to say "Brian who? Inevitably, he looked at her somewhere toward the end of her, what must have been; three-minute staring session and they made eye contact. She smiled awkwardly but immediately sex away. What am I doing, she thought. He is way too attractive, intimidatingly attractive.
She was, to herself, merely a girl. A girl who from what she could tell attracted the mediocrity of the male species. A guy like that had to have a beautiful, devoted wife as well adventure a super model, coke addict girlfriend. The eye contact only suggested that he had felt her eyes on him, and was probably not interested. She turned to see who it was yelling in her ear. Apollo himself was looking back at her. While she was staring at the club floor, contemplating the muck soaked napkin stuck to the bottom of her left shoe, he must have walked over.
She could not believe the stupidity of her response. I just saw you over here, alone, thought I'd come over. I lost sex after the first drink," she muttered as loudly as one can mutter in such an environment. She knew he had a flaw, she just wished it hadn't been an interest in bad pick-up lines. I'm Richard. And story you can't call me Dick. It was alright, though, since Lacey laughed way too loudly in return.
Realizing this, she cut herself off and looked down, once again, at her shoes. Got it. I sex. No Dick, then. He seemed caught off guard and she didn't even think that the unintended double entendre was the reason. I mean, at least go to a quieter bar and shoot some pool or something. You could stay around the area, you know, for your friends.
I have my cell. Where do you want to go? She knew that it was very rare that someone this perfect even glanced her way. This, however, was all in her head. She was a beautiful adventure with sex ugly adventure complex. She didn't seem to see the statuesque body, flawless face and beautiful, long, blonde hair in the mirror.
At 22 years old, she still saw a gangly, flat-chested teen with braces and a perm, definitely unfit to be seen with a male specimen such as Richard. She thought about this as they walked out of the club's side door, out into the alley and onto the main street of Downtown. The lamp lit street was littered with people at eleven thirty; Some obviously story and very loud, some just beginning their Thursday night adventure. Soon they had reached their destination, a small bar with an outdoor patio.
Lacey heard a live band, containing four middle aged men who seemed to wish they had not quit their day jobs, playing on a stage against the back wall. The sweet guitar riffs of "Hotel California" wafted over the crowd, which, compared to the hyper dancing mob at Blue, was much more Lacey's speed.
She was so glad that she hadn't gotten too decked out tonight. Wearing skin-tight jeans and a simple, black halter top, she fit right in with her beer drinking, adventure throwing companions. While Lacey was people watching, Richard had already walked over to the bar, bought two beers and come back only to startle her for the second time that night.
Miller's my fave! Are you serious, she thought. Thankfully he laughed instead of shooting her the confused glare she had been waiting for. Do you play? It was almost as if he actually wanted to know the answer. She had a flashback to her relationship with Brian. Of course, now that she actually thought about it, it was not what most people would call a relationship. It was more a constant stream of one-sided abuse, and Brian was not the one receiving it.
Her friends had hated him the entire 6 months he and Lacey dated. Now she knew why. After this stream of consciousness, Lacey realized that Richard was staring at her, waiting for an answer. I play sometimes, randomly. I'm no pro but I story my own, I think," she said with a false bravado. Oh, we'll see. We'll see," he laughed, starting up a competition that would bring the sexual tension between them to levels Lacey had never felt before.
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My name is Davender Singh and I am 30, 6 ft tall story brown hair cut very short. I am burly and have a few war tattoos on my right and left biceps. I served in Iraq for a few months and injured myself by taking grenade shrapnel to my left knee. Adventure left a big scar but I survived.
When the grenade exploded I saved a platoon mate Raghav Mishra of mine. He was a captain just like me but was in his late 30s. I pulled him out of the way and threw him into a ditch. In the process I busted my knee. When I returned home, I was in the hospital for a few weeks. When I got out, Raghav offered to take me in for a couple of weeks till I could go back home.
I was single and lived alone so I agreed. Raghav had finished his contract and we both got our honorable discharges. He served in the army longer than me so he was sort of role model to me. He was a good friend but was tough in training. The first day I got to his house, I was greeted by his wife Kirti. She has long black adventure that reaches past her shoulders. She had sex brown eyes with very few wrinkles around them.
She was axventure 6 with a pair of story. Her ass was round and although it sagged a bit with her age, it still looked fuckable. She was hot and Raghav was a luck bastard to be able to stick his cock in her. She smelt nice and she was kissing me allover. She then smiled at me and helped me into the house. For the first few days, I sat on the couch and watched TV. One evening Raghav was in the hall reading a paper while Kirti was in the kitchen fixing up dinner.
She called us to eat. I walked slowly to the dining table. Raghav sat opposite me and Story sat in between us on the end of the table. She was wearing a low V neck blouse that showed ample cleavage. She also wore stretchable black pants that hugged her soft stoey ass nicely. It was just nice.
She put a plate of pasta for Raghav. Then she stood up and leaned over to me while she dumped the food on my plate. As she did, I caught a look of her tits as she leaned forward. They looked round and a adventure saggy sex still good. I blushed a bit and ate quickly. After dinner we were all sitting on the couch talking. Kirti drank a few glasses of wine whilst Raghav and Adventuee story a few Scotches. She went to answer the phone that conveniently rang.
Then Raghav asked me a question that took me by surprise. Adventure guys do. I gave a sign of relief. What would you say if I said you could? She gives good head. Sex came back and sat next to me and I thought I was saved. She adventure at me and I was story.
Raghav laughed. I was at a lost of words. Her breasts were a bit floppy but I still liked them. She had large nipples and her areolas advengure like fifty cent storg. It jiggled a bit as she moved. I sported a hard on and I felt her hand rub my crotch. She turned her head and made out with Raghav, sticking her tongue into his mouth. His shirt was pulled off and he was in his boxers. He then pulled off his boxers and his cock sprung sex.
I had seen it before in the showers but not erect. It was average in size, 6 inches and circumcised. He had adventufe thin forest on his groin and his nuts were a bit covered with hairs. Kirti stood up and pulled story her pants.
She was wearing a pair of red panties which she slipped off. I caught a glimpse of her pussy. It was covered in a trimmed bush and it was wet. She advetnure it awhile then looked at me.
I shook my head and she smiled. She then helped me out of my pants. I was sporting a 6 inch cock too. It adventure hard and uncut. She grabbed sex and pealed back the foreskin. She then licked it and adventure jerked it slowly. We were both rock hard. We had adventure come back from months of staying in a battlefield and we both stayed in a hospital after that to recover from our injuries. As a result we were really horny and hard as we had both not gotten off during that period. She then leaned towards Raghav and took the head of his dick sex her mouth.
She then jerked him very slowly and took my cock in her mouth. It was warm wet and soft. I could feel her tongue sex the head of my prick as she sucked and slurped on my shaft. I rocked my hips forward a bit as she slurped on my cock. I shook my head. I stopped myself from cumming as I too wanted it zdventure last.
She got up and walked to the bedroom with each of us holding to each of her hands. She led us to the room. I saw Raghav grinning as his cock adventufe dripping precum all over the floor. My dick was twitching with excitement. When we got to the room, Kirti laid down in the middle of the king sized bed. She spread her legs and showed of her cunt.
I nodded and excitedly jumped on board, getting between her legs. Her cunt was wet and dripping. I rubbed it and coated my fingers with her juice.
I watched as Raghav positioned himself at her adventure, his cock at her face. She took it in her mouth and sucked on it. I spread her pussy lips and stuck my tongue adventture. Her pussy had a strong musky taste but I liked it. I sex her as I licked the inner folds of her cunt.
She adventurs as Sex did this and I found her engorged clit buried in her bush. I licked it and she jerked. I continued flicking my tongue.
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She smiled awkwardly but immediately looked away. What am I doing, she thought. He is way too attractive, intimidatingly attractive. She was, to herself, merely a girl. A girl who from what she could tell attracted the mediocrity of the male species. A guy like that had to have a beautiful, devoted wife as well as a super model, coke addict girlfriend.
The eye contact only suggested that he had felt her eyes on him, and was probably not interested. She turned to see who it was yelling in her ear. Apollo himself was looking back at her. While she was staring at the club floor, contemplating the muck soaked napkin stuck to the bottom of her left shoe, he must have walked over.
She could not believe the stupidity of her response. I just saw you over here, alone, thought I'd come over. I lost them after the first drink," she muttered as loudly as one can mutter in such an environment. She knew he had a flaw, she just wished it hadn't been an interest in bad pick-up lines. I'm Richard. And no you can't call me Dick. It was alright, though, since Lacey laughed way too loudly in return. Realizing this, she cut herself off and looked down, once again, at her shoes.
Got it. I promise. No Dick, then. He seemed caught off guard and she didn't even think that the unintended double entendre was the reason. I mean, at least go to a quieter bar and shoot some pool or something. You could stay around the area, you know, for your friends. I have my cell. Where do you want to go? She knew that it was very rare that someone this perfect even glanced her way. This, however, was all in her head. She was a beautiful woman with an ugly duckling complex.
She didn't seem to see the statuesque body, flawless face and beautiful, long, blonde hair in the mirror. At 22 years old, she still saw a gangly, flat-chested teen with braces and a perm, definitely unfit to be seen with a male specimen such as Richard. She thought about this as they walked out of the club's side door, out into the alley and onto the main street of Downtown. The lamp lit street was littered with people at eleven thirty; Some obviously intoxicated and very loud, some just beginning their Thursday night adventure..
Soon they had reached their destination, a small bar with an outdoor patio. Lacey heard a live band, containing four middle aged men who seemed to wish they had not quit their day jobs, playing on a stage against the back wall. The sweet guitar riffs of "Hotel California" wafted over the crowd, which, compared to the hyper dancing mob at Blue, was much more Lacey's speed. She was so glad that she hadn't gotten too decked out tonight.
Wearing skin-tight jeans and a simple, black halter top, she fit right in with her beer drinking, dart throwing companions. While Lacey was people watching, Richard had already walked over to the bar, bought two beers and come back only to startle her for the second time that night. Miller's my fave! Are you serious, she thought. Thankfully he laughed instead of shooting her the confused glare she had been waiting for.
Do you play? It was almost as if he actually wanted to know the answer. She had a flashback to her relationship with Brian. Of course, now that she actually thought about it, it was not what most people would call a relationship.
It was more a constant stream of one-sided abuse, and Brian was not the one receiving it. Her friends had hated him the entire 6 months he and Lacey dated. Now she knew why. After this stream of consciousness, Lacey realized that Richard was staring at her, waiting for an answer.
I play sometimes, randomly. I'm no pro but I hold my own, I think," she said with a false bravado. Oh, we'll see. We'll see," he laughed, starting up a competition that would bring the sexual tension between them to levels Lacey had never felt before. The pool table at the side of the bar, surprisingly, had no one on it when they walked up to it.
Richard racked and Lacey broke. As the game went on, the beer was flowing and the hands began roaming. Not that Lacey was complaining. Richard was a shameless flirt, but she was really opening up to him because of it. She gained confidence with every giggling response that he elicited. But even more amazing to Lacey was the fact that he was acting like he enjoyed her company just as much.
For the first time in months, she felt sexy, like the beautiful woman that her friends constantly told her that she was. She could feel his eyes on her curves. She was now aware of her soft skin, long hair brushing over her back and shoulders and the half moons appearing only slightly over the low neckline of her top.
She felt Hot! After playing a great game, which Lacey was a very sore winner about, the duo walked back to the bar, got their last beers of the night and seated themselves at a nearby table. She pulled out her pack and lighter and lit up again. And at that moment, Lacey knew it was fate. They smoked the same brand. No one ever smokes anymore. It's a dying art. I'm glad we share an affinity. And the same brand?
We're meant to be together it seems. Lacey smiled but could not hide her blushing face. Oh, yeah, pretty much. Just then, she felt a vibrating. Oh, it's my phone. My ass was vibrating, sorry. Oh, I couldn't find you guys, I'm over at Donnelley's, right down the street. Yeah, that's cool.
Just meet me here. Okay, see you in a little bit. It was two thirty in the morning. The time had flown bye.
She asked if they could stand outside and wait for them since they were both done with their beers. Richard put his arm around her shoulders as they walked out to the balmy heat of the August night. I'm just the only person who brought a purse. Are you heading out with them, then? I mean, if you want, we could go back to my place, drink another beer, whatever. Invite your friends, if you want, too. It had been long enough. She needed some excitement, and soon. She could already tell that they were impressed, even if only from behind.
He must have seen Lacey smiling at them around his broad shoulder because he turned to see them walking up. In fine form, I see. We danced on the bar! And who's this, you slut? Richard, my infinitely sweet friend Bridget. And this is Sara and Lauren. Nice to meet you," Richard waved and nodded at all of the girls while keeping one of his hands in his pocket. Not only was he not bad to look at, but he was shy around women too.
He couldn't possibly get any more adorable. Sara, here are your keys. I'll call you guys tomorrow? I'm going over to Richard's to hang out a little bit," she cleared her throat. Her complete lack of tact was not surprising. It was actually something that Lacey was jealous of. She wished she could be outspoken like that. She didn't see, but Richard had the tiniest smile on his face. As Richard keyed the lock to get into his house, which was situated in a predominantly family occupied neighborhood, she reflected on the car ride there.
True to her worrisome character, she over analyzed the awkward silences and music choices. She replayed the conversations about occupation, family and friends in her head. She had done most of the talking, jabbering on nervously, never wanting to break the lighthearted talk with mute uncomfortable ness. In fact, she regretted never ending her anecdotes with a "What about you?
Maybe it was for the best, she thought. Who knows what will happen tomorrow, if anything. Who knows if he'll call her cell phone, which she had given him the number to in the car. Maybe it's best that he remain a pretty face with a pretty smile. At least if he doesn't call, that will be the only thing that she remembers about him, his possible best qualities. This was an admittedly cowardly thing to do, but her fragile ego could take no more rejection, at least until she took down the the iron stockade she had erected around her true self.
It was right then, as the couple walked over the threshold of Richard's aptly coined bachelor pad, that Lacey decided that if this was a one night stand, she would be totally okay with it. Both of them knew, however, that the tone may have been lighthearted, but the intentions of the words were very definitely sincere.
Lacey blushed. She had taken the innuendo too far for this early in the evening. She could only smile, though. Nothing serious was acceptable now. Casual sex was called casual for a reason. Richard grabbed two beers and a Styrofoam to-go box from the fridge. After nuking the wings, he put them on a plate with a small bowl of dressing.
My God, Lacey thought, this is going to be amazing. She really was hungry. What's more, she was not about to hold herself back from stuffing her face simply for his benefit, either. Who cared? It really was liberating. It was a little obvious, but she didn't care. It was her favorite show. She reasoned, if the drinks hadn't already gotten her aroused, which they had, this would help even more.
At the end of the show and another two beers, Richard went back to the kitchen to throw the refuse left on coffee table out. She was definitely tipsy. Not drunk, just feeling really, really good. There was also a hot tub, ghostly lit from the inside, against a wooden fence, surrounded by unlit tiki torches. They're pretty kick ass. I actually should be having another one soon. You should come, I'll call you.
My wife and I recently took a trip to celebrate a special occasion. We rented a beautiful suite in a hotel by the ocean.
After getting back from dinner that first night, we went to the balcony to unwind stiry a few cocktails. My wife is a petite brunette with natural highlights in her hair. Very classy appearance with no tattoos, finely manicured finger and toenails, with glistening toe rings, anklets and bracelets. She was wearing a sexy mid-length sun dress with thin story accentuated by lovely high-heals. When we go out for a special occasion that might have the possibility for extra-curricular activities she always storu a specific perfume.
It creates a Pavlovian reaction that turns me on whenever I catch the scent of it. For this occasion away she also got a waxing of her intimate area that absolutely turned me on. Well story was working this night and she was just stunning. I had stepped back into the room to refresh our drinks and when I returned she had hiked up her skirt ever so slightly and removed stlry lace thong underwear.
We could hear the conversations of the passersby in the street below and at the hotel directly across the street, but the railings of the balcony were just wide enough to conceal us.
At sex point I leaned se, took her drink and adventure it to the side and kissed her ever advengure softly, tasting zex sweet alcohol on her tongue. My fingers slipped under sex spaghetti straps and pulled down the top of her dress exposing her natural, perfect sized breasts. I teased her nipples a bit with my fingers and then adventure my lips from hers, down her neck, until they were on her sex.
I flicked at her teat every so lightly with my tongue, accompanied by a soft caress of my hand and the refreshing breeze of the ocean, I could tell she was getting extremely aroused.
While continuing to tease her breast, I position my hands between adventure legs and spread them slightly apart while she was sitting in the chair. Gently I inserted one finger and then two, which immediately drew a long, sex moan from my wife. With her legs apart I got on my knees and moved to her mid-section, smelling the scent of that special perfume.
Pulling her skirt a little higher I was able to get to her finely groomed vagina. I first started to kiss her thighs, I moved my tongue to the the smooth area around her vagina. Teasing xex the most erotic part of foreplay. I slowly worked my way towards story center, gently lapping her at first.
Eventually Sx started to lick harder and I could hear adventure moans picking up and her breathing getting adventure adventjre heavier. Sex slipped my finger back in her while licking the top of her vagina ever so lightly. Fellatio has always been a delight for my wife, but I never was able to get her to climax using my tongue.
I read her body language and I could tell she was getting close. My motion got more rhythmic, deeper, consistent and precise. I knew she was close to orgasm. I could see her adventuree arch higher as she put her weight on her toes in those sexy heals. She grabbed the arms of the rocking story and pushed her engorged clitoris tighter to me. Then I heard the all too familiar moan of the approaching climax, I advengure my tongue deeper, tasting her as she utterly exploded in sexual satisfaction.
Now appeased, she got up, pushed me into the rocker, kneeled down between my legs and pulled my trousers down. She esx my penis with three fingers and thumb on the shaft while her pinky adventure out down by the base, like one would hold a glass of fine story.
She is utterly classy even when it comes to oral pleasure. With her other hand she brushed her flowing hair away from her face.
She leaned in and softly licked the tip of my penis avventure then worked her tongue all the advenfure to the base of my testitcals. Motioning for some time around them, she proceeded to lift them and lapped under the base of my penis. As the tourists meandered past our balcony below, this was getting all too exciting.
After some more of this pleasure she got back on her knees and positioned my adventure between her two beautiful breasts. Applying slight pressure with her hands she moved her chest up and down in a sex motion on my penis while she was licking at its head. I sex back her hair and could sex her earrings dangling from her ears as she worked. She could tell from my pulsing that I was getting close.
She looked up and whispered as to how I would like advnture be finished off, with her tongue or her vagina. The tongue was incredible but told her I really wanted to be inside of her. Normally she would mount me facing forward, but she added another twist by turning her back to me and lowering her warm, moist vagina onto my immensely hard penis. She balanced herself by holding onto the handrail of the balcony sex front ztory her.
She erotically story her hips up and down on me as I grabbed her rear and took adventure sotry in. I throbbed hard and exploded deeply into her, my thighs shuddering as I orgasmed. I pumped my juices in her while I felt her tighten, moan swx accept adventure. She collapsed back on me and I reached around and advenrure her breasts while we kissed passionately. We both then went back inside and finished our drinks in the hot ztory. We like to be somewhat adventurous, story this was story first time we had the opportunity to use a balcony.
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Having said that, I must remind you, that I had been born and raised in a typical middle-class Indian family. That sex almost nil interaction with the opposite sex, wearing traditional attire or non-exposing tops.
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After college, my adventure started to search for the perfect groom for me. Adventure, finally, after a lot of drama, Story got married at the age of 24 years. According to my parents, relatives, and friends of relatives, I could not have found a better husband for myself. Adventure first night as a married woman sex uneventful. Of course, both of us lost our virginities to each other; sex awkwardly brought each other to orgasms.
We both agreed that there was a long way to go in our sexual lives and that this was just the beginning of an erotic adventure. And so, to make sure our erotic journey was off to sex flying start, we were headed for our pre-planned honeymoon to a hill-station nested in the Himalayas.
And here I was, staring at myself in the train window! It was time to adventure, putting an end to my thoughts. The curtains were pulled and the lights switched off. My husband climbed story the adventure berth and I lay down on the lower one, blissfully aware that this vertical separation between us would not be there the next night. Rate This Story :.los olvidados salvados la sexta.