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Rated: 18+ · Fiction · Erotica · #803794
I had no idea what to expect from the girl of my dreams. It was a wonderful nightmare.
She asked if I wanted to head somewhere else. Afraid my time with her would end, I agreed. I let her drive, we ended up at another club. She showed a card to get in and she was announced. I was feeling pretty tipsy so I asked her,
" What is this some secret society?" I giggled.
"Something like that." Ren grinned. She grabbed my hand and led me upstairs to a balcony overlooking the dance floor. The sea of bodies swayed back and forth the rhythmn of the music, lights strobed to their own beat, it was hypnotic.
I thrilled at Ren's small cool hand, she led me to a row of closed doors. She pulled out the card she showed at the door and put it in a slot. A green light flashed and she pushed the door open. Inside a matching purple velvet chaise and settee. Then, I noticed the dark haired girl I was wondering about earlier. Ren introduced us and Mia greeted me with an icy glare. Ren whispered something to her and Mia got up and left.
"Have fun with your pet." she said cooly before closing the door. The music muted to a low pulsing.
"Ignore her." she said to my frown. "She is still upset that we aren't a thing anymore. Sit." I did as she requested. When I went to sit down, I felt dizzy and stumbled. I hadn't thought I was that drunk. She was beside me keeping me from falling.
" Wow. I must be really drunk. You seemed to move so fast." Things felt distorted and took a deep breath hoping to steady my brain. I blinked hard and looked down to see her removing my shoes.
"This feeling will pass." her words confused my already disoriented thoughts.
" You know I thought about you since we met at Trent's party." I confessed.
She smiled, " I know, me too." I felt her cool hands gliding over my bare calves and up my thighs. Where had my tights gone? I leaned back into the couch, my eyes closed, savoring the velvet feel of her soft hands.
"Sarah?" she questioned.
"Hmm?" Was all I could get out.
"May I kiss you?" she asked.
"Mmm...please." My words felt heavy in my mouth. I felt her move up next to me. One hand stayed on my thigh, my skirt was bunched up at the tops of my legs. Her other hand found my face and moved around to the back of my neck.
"Sarah, look at me. Open your eyes." I felt her warm breathe on my cheek.
I struggled to open my eyes. When I did, I tried to focus on her face. How'd it get so dark in here? I wondered. Her green eyes seemed too brilliant in the dim light. Their intesity entrapped me. I think a whimper of fear escaped my lips.
"Shhh." she gently rubbed the back of my neck. Her face was close to mine. She inhaled. " You smell so good." She kissed my cheek, my neck, and to my delight she licked my neck just below my ear.
Her hand moved more boldly, stroking my inner thigh. I sat there not moving. My arms at my sides, I felt made of stone. I wanted so badly to touch her, but my limbs were not responding. She nibbled on my ear. I felt the tingle of arousal, though the sensation felt odd. My body wouldn't move, yet it responded like never before. It was as if all I could feel was what she did to me.
"She kissed across my jaw towards my mouth. At the same time her fingers lightly moved closer to my panties. My legs eased apart. She touched the thin fabric and moved it aside.
When I gasped at her touch, her mouth found mine. A small cry drowned in my throat. My lips opened and I felt her tongue explore mine. I thought I might die once she began to probe my clit. All I knew was her. When her mouth left mine, I was lost.
"Ren?" I whispered, my throat dry.
"Shh... just feel." She said dreamily, her hand pushed me back into the couch. I am not sure how, but my clothes had come off. I never felt her hand move from my underwear. She lavished kisses on my breasts, gently teasing the nipples with her teeth. She kissed my belly, and moved down. My underwear disappeared. When she kissed my thigh I groaned. My heart felt as if it would leap out of my chest.
Her fingers delved inside me as she kissed my already sensative nub. I came almost immediately. Her other hand lay flat on my stomach, pushing down, intesifying the sensation.
She became more aggressive, nipping with her teeth, her fingers finding errogenous zones I never knew I had, and her tongue lapped thirstily. My cries of ecstasy resounded in my ears.
My arms finally found life. My hands snaked through her short hair, wanting to pull her closer. I have no idea how many times I climaxed. But, by the time she pulled herself up to kiss me on my mouth, I was quivering. She grabbed my wrists holding them over my head. I could taste myself on her lips. She kissed all over my face, down my neck and nibbled on my ear again.
She began lightly biting my neck then, licking where she had bit. Her hands let go of my wrists, and slid over my breasts teasing the nipples. Her hand passed lightly over my stomach back to find my slick thighs, and tease my ultra sensative spot there. I begged for her to stop. She growled.
My ecstasy began to rebuild. When I felt the searing pain in my neck, I was too weak to fight it. The orgasm that rocked me was more intense than any I'd had previously. My hands pulled through her hair in tightly clenched fists. She was so strong that even if I had wanted her to be off me I couldn't have moved her head. I could hear little sucking noises and her hard swallowing. When the pain in my clit was worse than the pain from my neck, she stopped. I felt her lick my neck, the wound stung but quickly began to tingle.
"That was beautiful." She whispered endearingly. " You taste like sweet wine." She kissed my mouth again. There was still blood on her lips. My blood. But, I was beyond any real comprehension.
"Ren?" I said in confusion feeling weaker than before.
"Sarah, beautiful Sarah." she mused, " I wanted to do that to you when you were at my cousins house. When you were his girl friend. And now we will never have to be apart again. Now, you are all mine." I barely heard her last words as I fell into a deep, black, dreamless sleep.--
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