Blast from the past.

My friend and I go out for a night on the town. We head out to this one bar that's just basically one big orgy. The dance floor consists of writhing bodies.

We get there and the place is packed. My friend runs off to get us drinks, she usually ends up mingling along the way.

I find a seat and look out over the crowd of people. Suddenly there's a face I recognize, it's someone I used to know in high school. His name is Ben. I had such a crush on Ben back in the day. Ben sees me and smiles.

I don't know if he recognizes me or if he just thinks I'm a random girl hitting on him. He comes to the table, it's impossible to hear over the music. He pulls me out the door.

He does remember me and he's so glad he's run into me. It seems I wasn't the only one who had a crush back in high school. We each confess our crushes we were each to shy to admit.

He kisses me and I kiss back, though I get embarrassed and have to hurry back into the bar. I find my friend and try to get her to leave, but she sees the guy and tells me to go for it, as she's thrusting a buttery nipple into my hand (the drink not an actual buttery nipple)... I like the drink so I down it in one shot...

The guy grabs me by the hand and tells me he wants to dance with me. He pulls me to the dance floor. At first we are nearly a foot away from each other and I'm afraid to dance. It's not that I can't dance, I actually love to wiggle my hips to the beat of the music, and I have quite a lot of wiggle in my hips, but that's at home in the privacy of my living room, this is in a crowded dance floor!

I just start to shuffle my feet back and forth, really starting to look like this white girl can't dance. The guy grabs my waist and pulls me toward him. I can feel every bit of him pressed into my body, even the slowly expanding bulge in his pants. He holds on tight to my waist as we both start grind our hips to the beat of the music. We are so close that if not for the clothes he'd have to be inside me right now.

More people join us out on the dance floor we are thrust to the front of the floor right by the barrier that blocks the dancers from the band. Sextion 8 is singing tonight, the guitarist is a short bald guy nicknamed pee wee. The lead singer is a Hispanic guy that looks like he should be in the movie La Bamba singing with Ricky Vallance. The back up and sometime lead singer is a tall black girl that is pretty enough to give beyonce Knowles some real competition. And then there's the drummer and I can't really remember what he looks like some middle aged guy behind the drums.

I feel like the band is watching us as our hips move in unison, and they are pumping up the volume on their songs so that there will be more movement in our dance.

On this night unlike others I'm actually wearing a skirt instead of my usual jeans or slacks. The skirt I'm wearing is a broom stick skirt with a split all the way up to my thigh that's held closed with these red ribbons. He's found the ribbons.

As we dance little by little he is undoing the ribbons and letting them just fall to the floor. As the ribbons are undone his hand is going further and further up my leg. Finally he reaches the last ribbon the one that's right at my hip and just inches before the waistband.

As we are dancing he reaches up and pulls my panties to one side. I can feel him exploring my lips with his fingers. He's found my button! He smiles when he realizes that I'm soaking wet down there. His other hand goes into the curly hair on my head and pulls me somewhat painfully to him. We lock lips, it's a brutal kiss, not soft and gentle, but animal like full of sucking and biting as if we want to devour each other!

As we quite literally suck face his fingers find my button and begins to rub back and forth, somewhat forcefully. I am so turned on at this point that it's not going to take much for me to have an orgasm, but I'm afraid that I'm going to cum. If I cum out here on the dance floor it means that there's going to be a really big puddle out her on the floor, since I haven't had time to tell him I can ejaculate!

He continues to rub me and I can feel my orgasm building, I pull away from his mouth and stifle my screams into his neck with a big sucking bite. I clinch all the muscles that are well flexed due to my kegal exercises. I try to hold back my cum, but I ride the orgasm for all it's worth.

He must have known I was holding something back, because all of a sudden he pulls his fingers out. He turns me around so now I'm leaning on the barrier staring the lead singer in the eyes. Now they really are looking at me, and on their faces it's plastered that they know exactly what's going on and what he's doing to me.

He has a arm around my waist and he's leading me so that my ass is following the movement of his hips all to the beat of the music, so it looks as if we are still dancing, to everyone but the band.

His hand goes back underneath my skirt. Quickly he pulls apart my folds and finds my button once more. He begins to rub, I can feel the orgasm building inside, but as it's building I'm worrying about cumming.

He must of sensed something because the hand around my waist moves, though I'm press further into the barrier. His hand pulls at a tangle of my hair and my head goes back.

Into my ear he whispers, "You better not hold back this time or we'll be here all night ever after the crowd had gone."

I know he means business and I don't want to be the only ones up here because pretty soon more than just the band would get the gist of what we are doing, and here of all places I'm sure that rather than stopping us they'd just let us continue with our own little sex show.

He hand lets go of my hair, but his arm goes across my chest now. He starts massaging my breast through my tank top. I feel my nipple grow hard and I know it must be evident to the band with the scant material of my top.

I feel my orgasm and follow up ejaculation coming and I try to hold it back, just as I do that he pulls at the strings of my top. My tank top his slightly over sized and pulling one little spaghetti strap down just pulls that whole one side of the top down. I now have one breast exposed to the band.

He begins to manipulate my breast, squeezing and massaging the tissue and alternatively pinching my nipple. I finally open my eyes to see my audience and there's pee wee staring right at me looking like a baby hungry for a meal.

I close my eyes because an orgasm is starting to surge through my body, I grab on to the barrier and I grip it so tight that my knuckles turn white.

I feel my whole body shake from head to toe. This time there was no ejaculation, but he's not stopping. I open my eyes for a moment to see the male lead singer with a strained face as if he's trying to feel my orgasm from a far. He female lead singer has now got the mike and she comes off the stage to do her usual rounds around the bar, she walks by me and gives my nipple a quick tweak. I look up at her and she winks at me.

I close my eyes because I feel another orgasm rising. I just know this is going to be the big one, I brace myself on the barrier. His hand manipulate my clit expertly, my body starts to shake. I bite my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure. I feel that coppery taste fill my mouth and I know I've bitten hard enough to draw blood.

He keeps going at my clit. I throw my head back and push my ass out, he's still grinding very hard into my ass and I think he's going to cum as well from all the rubbing he was doing to my ass. My own hand goes down and pushes his harder into my cunt. I ride his fingers as I start to buck wildly as orgasmic waves wash through me over and over again. Then I create my own tide, I couldn't have held this back even if I'd been trying. My juices just gushed out between my legs, splashing onto the floor. As he kept rubbing I kept reeling in orgasmic bliss as well as making an even larger mess on the floor over and over again. Finally as my orgasms started to slow, he pulled his fingers out just as the band's song ended. I turned to face him, he gently pulled the strap of my tank top up. I grabbed his face and I kissed him softly. He grabbed my hand and pulled me from the dance floor.

Just as we left the band announced that they were taking a break. As we passed by one of the tables up front I head a guy exclaim

"This place is so steamy, hell it even smells like sex in the air. And it's not nasty guy sex smell, but it's female sex smell! This place is the best!"

After the floor cleared I saw someone come out with a mop, and actually they didn't really clean up my mess, since it was a dry mop, but they just spread it around the dance floor so it would dry faster.

He took me up to one of the tables in the far corner over near the light and sound guy.

We got very cozy in our own little corner. He was caressing the outside of my thigh and using his fingernails on my nipples.

"I want more" I whispered into his ear and I scratched at the bulge in his pants.

"I think that can be arranged"he said in a whisper.

Luckily he was sitting on the inside of our bench type table. He proceeded to unzip his pants and release his very hard member.

I grabbed on to him and began to stroke him with my hand. This time giving him a chance to lean his head back with a look of pleasure.

"If you keep that up you are going to make me cum. If you wanna ride I'd suggest you get on."

He handed me a condom which I placed on his cock. Then I flared out my big long skirt as far as it would go, hopefully covering the innocent act we were about to do.

I straddled him and with a hand underneath guided him into the right place. He moaned somewhat loudly as he slid inside me. I put a hand over his mouth, which he bit into.

Very slowly I began to slide myself up and down his hard shaft. I could feel him filling me up. I was enjoying this act so much that when he told me he thought he was about to cum, I stopped all movement.

I didn't want the fun to end yet. As I sat there on top of him, I whispered all kinds of things into his ear. Just then a waitress came up to our table, she was very pretty, tall and skinny with straight brown hair.

She asked if we were okay and he told her that we'd like to order some drinks. I ordered a white wine cooler and he got a bud and two buttery nipples. We didn't do anything while we waited for a drinks just sat there with me on top of him and him inside me. Each time it would seem like he was about to go soft I'd do a little kegal exercise and get him hard again.

Finally our drinks arrived and we paid the waitress, I'd retrieved his wallet while she was gone.

We waited until she was gone,then he had me hand him his buttery nipple. He said that he wanted to drink it in the fashion it was named for. He pulled down one side of my tank top and held the shot glass up to my nipple.

He dipped my nipple inside the shot glass then he proceeded to suck the beverage off my nipple. He did this to both of my nipples until his shot was all gone and I my juices were really flowing in more ways than one.

I wanted to get back to action so I took my shot in my mouth and held it there, then I grabbed on to the back of his head and pulled him to my mouth. I kissed him with the shot still in my mouth as I began to slide myself up and down his hard pole once more.

It felt so good I began to fuck him faster and faster. I moaned and groaned as I felt him feel me up more and more, I tried to stifle my sounds by burying my face into him, but after some time I just didn't care anymore.

I just pulled down my top and sucking on everything, my ears, my neck, my chest, and of course my nipples. My noises must have caught some of the peoples attention, cause apparently we had started to take away from the bands audience.

I had gone beyond the point of caring, I just wanted to fuck him raw and cum about a dozen times while doing it.

I felt my orgasm building and the more I felt it build the faster I rode him.

On the stage the female lead singer had taken over and she started to do her rounds, when I didn't a little jungle yell by accident. This got her attention and she actually came over to us. She sat at our table across from us and sang "Amore" Originally by Macy Gray and Santana.

At each pause in the song she'd turn the mike to me and let the entire bar hear my grunts. Then as the song ended she just pointed the mike at us as I moaned and groaned and the band began to play along to my grunts.

Finally I felt my orgasm about to exploded, my body was awash in pure pleasure and I screamed out in a tribal roar. I convulsed against him and shook to my core, my pussy released and my eternal spring opened up and washed everything on him from his waist up.

When it became obvious I was cumming the whole bar cheered.

Then he said, "Oh fuck I'm going to cum." The bar cheered louder.

Though they got very quite when I threw out my arms and fell backwards against the table, with my shirt still down and he grabbed on to my hips and thrust himself inside me forcefully several times until he'd exhausted all of him orgasm into me.

Then once we were officially finished the bar cheered again.

After everyone calmed down the band struck up again and the female at our table got up as she began to sing "Smooth Operator" originally sung by Sade. We corrected ourselves, but by this time I was getting real embarrassed about what I'd done.

After I was somewhat decent again I gave him one last kiss and then got up from the table and searched for my friend who'd luckily been off in another corner and had wanted to know what all the cheers was about. I told her it was time to leave and without question she went ahead and got up to go, she'd gotten enough digits for the night.

I didn't say good-bye to my blast from the past, nor did we exchange numbers. I just left without a word.

I didn't see him again until our tenth high school reunion and guess who was playing at the reunion, non other than Sextion 8..... hmmmm


[PLEASE IGNORE ALL MISSPELLINGS, GRAMMAR ERRORS, AND OTHER MESS UPS. THIS IS LIKE A BLOG AND NOT TO BE MET WITH THE SAME RULES AS STORIES. IF I'D WANTED TO FOLLOW THE STORY RULES I WOULD HAVE POSTED THIS AS A STORY]

I enjoy the hunt...

I know everyone always wants to get down to the juicy parts either when they read a story or when they watch a movie. They want to see the characters, either in their mind or on the big screen, shed all the clothes and get down and get dirty.

For me while the sex parts are great I always enjoy the chase. The hunt for a new lover. I'm not talking one night stand, but a lover. When it's a the hunt for a lover the chase is always exciting. There's exchanged looks perhaps in a hallway of a college or maybe it's by the donuts every morning at the local 7-eleven.

There's that tension of talking to the attractive person who's been on your mind since you first saw her and the anticipation of her possibly talking back. For men I'm sure all of that just drives them absolutely nuts, they want to get down and get dirty immediately even if it is in the middle of the 7-eleven! For women though, or more accurately for this woman the hunt is all a part of the foreplay.

Playing a tad hard to get just adds to the final climax when you finally do the dirty deed. It's erotic and exciting. Too bad the hunt doesn't last a little bit longer.

Anyone want to hunt me?

Sorry my dear readers...

I've been busy with life and death. I haven't had a moment to tantilize you with my erotic wanderings.

Don't worry my mind is still fully entrenched in the gutter. I've had a thought on a make believe story about a friend of mine. She's an single mother who is in college, in fact we share the same business ethics class.

She is always busy with her four children and never has any time to date. She won't admit it, but I know she has a crush on this one guy. He's like ten years younger than her or more, but he's cute. I think I'm going to give her a present and write a story where she gets to get with this man she's been crushing on for so long.

Hmmm, maybe I'll even help a girl out and slip a copy of my story into the notebook which belongs to the object of her desire.

Anyways, my wonderful sexual people, stay tuned because I'm still writing.... so keep reading.