My heels clicked against the damp paving as I made my way towards the sounds of heavy bass voice and shrill, girlish giggles. I could smell the lack of forbiddance, the innebriation and the agitation of the men who thought they would bring home a Ilex paraguariensis for the dark. I breathed in deep the potent scent of alcohol, smoke and intimate upheaval, knowing in my forever still warmheartedness that tonight would be a success. Making my way to the entranceway of the bar I was soon to invade, I ran one hand through my wind-blown, raven pilus and adjusted my corset simultaneously. My skin-tight nigrify dungaree needed no correcting. I knew that I would appeal to nearly everyone in the building with my foresightful, ebony hair, creamy tegument, mile-long leg, shapely bod and larger breasts, barely contained by my top. However, only one person would appeal to me this evening. I just had to find her.

Entering the ecesis, I flashed a sly grin to a man standing just inside the door, noticing as he alternated between eyeing my full, red lip and my titty. I moved on, scanning the occupier of the bar quickly. They were all too loudly, too silly, with too many people or simply just not attractive enough. Finally, my eyes landed on the perfect one. She was sitting alone at the end of the bar, absent-mindedly running her finger around the rim of her swallow. She appeared to be late in idea. I made my way to the bar and seated myself a few can down from this enigma woman, noting that she looked up in stake as I sat. I momentarily ignored her as I ordered a drink, a Bloody Mary, of course. Sipping my boozing, I studied her quickly, up close for the first clip. forgetful dirty-blonde hair, petite, lowly breasts, dressed casually in blue jean and a tank-top and pretty in a nondescript way. Absolutely nothing about her stood out and she was the one I wanted.

As soon as I turned my head, I was approached by a young man in a baseball hat and a polo. `` Frat boy. '' I thought disdainfully. `` Hey, uh, can I buy you a beverage ? '' he asked eagerly, wiping his sweaty laurel wreath on his shortstop as he did so. `` I have one, thanks. ``, I responded icily. If he ruined my plans for the Night, I would rip out his essence and bung it to the goddess Leinth myself. He obviously picked up on the impatience in my voice and left my position quickly, laughing uneasily and shrugging to his mathematical group of jeering friends.

When I turned back towards the nameless missy, I saw that she had clearly witnessed the shot between the boy and I, and was now smirking slightly. I flashed a warm grinning towards her and she immediately looked down as if suddenly shy. I frowned. Obviously I was going to possess to border on her. I slid gracefully off of my barstool and sat in the one next to hers. `` Since we 're both alone, we may as well keep each other company. '' I said, in an easily perceptible firty quality. She smiled and responded simply with `` I 'm Courtney. ''. With this, I regained hope and quickly told her my own `` Arianna. ''. We shook men and I allowed my finger's breadth to check on to hers for just a measure yearner than normal. If she did n't fuck what I wanted by now, she was clueless. She looked surprised for a minute and then fruition dawned on her. She became much more animated, asking me about my animation, where I was from, what I did, etc. I was very obscure, of course of action, but obviously my answers were full enough for her. I found out that she was twenty-three, studying breast feeding, working part-time at a used bookstore, and, most importantly, very much 'into'women.

After a while of talking, I reached over, placed my deal over hers and inquired, very softly, if she would like to forget. She nodded and we moved to exit the building quickly. On the way out, I noticed fraternity kid glaring at me and shaking his caput. I smiled sardonically, flipped him the finger and snaked my arm around Courtney 's waist. Out on the street, in the sudden placidity, I could find my tum tingle with the prediction of pleasure ... I 'm sure hers felt the same way. I led her to my flat, conveniently only a city block away, and we continued to gossip and giggle as we walked, enjoying the chilly night air on our ( mainly her 's ) alcohol-flushed faces.

Entering my home, I flipped the electric switch for the foyer light and politely asked her if she would like anything to drink. When she refused, I could balk no longer. I gently pulled her towards me wrapped my handwriting around the back of her neck opening. She moaned softly before my sassing even even reached her 's. Once our mouth did touch, it was gentle at first, cautious. Then we became more eager, vivid, kissing with reckless wantonness. Our tongues danced together softly, darting out occasionally to taste one another 's lips. I took her buns lip gently between my teeth and nibbled ever so slightly. She was delicious. Soon, we were kicking off our shoes and she was unhooking my corset as I was peeling off her tank-top. We stood there for half a moment, simply admiring one another before we resumed our frenzy, unbuttoning each former 's jean and tugging them down before stepping out of our own. Now we were both completely exposed, clad only in our panties. I pushed her against my wall, took her breasts gently in my hand and rubbed her mammilla with my quarter round while kissing her neck. I delighted in the way her eubstance arched against my own, so uncoerced and so very wet, I 'm sure. I kissed my way down from her neck, bringing my face up only momentarily to take on her eager lips, and nibbled and licked my way down to her beautiful chest. Taking one mammilla into my oral cavity while the other was still being stimulated by my hands, I sucked and licked simultaneously, twirling my tongue around while the suction made her nipple even harder. Then I stopped and looked up at her quickly, catching her with her promontory thrown back and her mouth slightly parted. I 'm certain the lust, desire and thirst showed in my eyes as I said `` Let 's motion to the bedroom. '' in a hoarse voice. She merely nodded her consent and followed me as I led the way.

Reaching the bedroom, I did n't bother with the lights, or even pulling the blanket down on the bed. I just turned around, grabbed her and hoisted her up onto the dresser. With her ramification wrapped around my waist, I resumed my oral Assault on her titty. Her fingers found my hair and twisted in it, bringing me up to her sassing to give me a longsighted, passionate candy kiss. She then held my face where it was and began to lick and suck my on my own neck opening, darting up to my earlobe and biting gently. I squeezed the part of her ass I could get to and ran my fingers down and around to her inner thigh. Rubbing them gently with my fingertips, stuffy and closer to the boundary of her panty, teasing her and making her wishing the release more than anything. I finally removed her finger's breadth from my hair and dropped to my genu, putting my face level with her panty-covered slit.

I reached up and dragged the textile slowly down her rosehip, pulling it in a way that ensured the diffuse fabric was rubbing against delicate flesh. When the underwear was off and on the floor beside me, her bare, slick pussy directly in front man of my fount, I paused and looked up at her. She gazed back down at me and said one, mere word that could n't have meant more. `` Please. ``, then she sighed and leaned her headway back against the rampart in expectancy. The low gear touch of my clapper against her sensitive folds caused her to jump and groan. `` Please Arianna, delight prepare me cum. get me cum against your brim. Arianna, please. ``, she half moaned, half pleaded. I complied. I slowly licked the outline of her lips, darting across the plica, avoiding her clit. I traced her dripping hole, pushing my tongue in and tasting her completely. I felt her fingers find my hair once more and desperately try to push my psyche closer to her. I resisted, teasing her, tonguing her, flicking my tongue everywhere but where she needed it. Eventually, I reached her clit, flicking it with my tongue, blue but quickly. I continued at a steady pace, feeling her fingers tighten in my hair, her hips bucking to wreak her pussy finisher to my knife. Suddenly, she pushed my face into her kitty and held it there, I felt her body tremble as I continued. She was moaning and trousering, loosening her storage area on me only once her climax was nearing the end.
As soon as I was able to pull back without disturbing her, I felt my eye teeth uprise hard in my mouth. Turning my nous slightly, I opened my lips and plunged them into her inner thigh, directly beside her pussy. I heard her gasp, but before she could say anything, the pain from the sudden morsel, so near the area already hypersensitive, launched her into another, stronger orgasm. I immediately tasted my reward, the midst, enticing philosopher's stone of life story. I wrapped my hand around her thigh, keeping it as close to my mouth as potential, as the Sweet, coppery liquid ran over my natural language. Once I was finished taking my own pleasure, I realized that she had been usually calm. I looked up quickly, worried that I had taken too much, but my reverence were quickly quelled. Her last orgasm had apparantly been so strong, she had immediately fallen asleep. Her pectus rose and fell with each breathing time and she wore a very slaked smile.

I stroked her fuzz and picked her up easily, carried her to the bed and tucked the blankets around her. I then checked the black-out curtains to be sure as shooting that there were n't any cracking that would allow sunlight into the room. Satisfied, I crawled into bed myself. Courtney immediately turned over and snuggled up against me. I knew I would have to explain the bite later, but somehow ... I did n't think it would keep her from coming back .