Happily Never After

[shizzz]

She paused, letting his throbbing cock pulse gob after gob of cum in her mouth. She swallowed, gulping him down before sucking his cock for a few more article, getting every last drop milked out of him.

She finally released his cock from her lips, and before she sat back up she tucked his cock away, making sure it didn’t leave any marks or stains on his shorts. What a good girl, he thought. As she sat back, a camera click went off, and he thought to himself, hed need to see who that was and get that photo. I bet she looked great.

Just then she fixed her dress, tucking her titty away before putting her head down.

“Come on let’s get that drink” he said as he stood up, and took her by her hand. The small crowd dispersed, a few guys still holding their phones, guilty of having taken some of those photos she no doubt heard. And he nodded to them.

“ ‘Scuse me boys I need to get a drink. Gotta rehydrate after giving up so much fluid” he said with a wink as he towed Imogene up, out of the room, down to the basement, and to the ‘bar’. A folding table with some beer on it, cups, liquor, and a keg sitting in ice in a baby poool. While rap remixes thrummed through the air. A large group of people dancing under black lights and color strobes.

He grabbed two cups and had the boys quickly fill them with some cold beer

“Do you dance” he asked a she leaned close to her ear to be heard over the loud music

 

[monique_minx]

Imogene fixed her dress as she stood up with him, the make up hiding how embarrassed and pale she was. She followed him, her hand in his, down to the basement. Her heel clicking on each step though the sound faded as they descended into a nightclub atmosphere where music was thrumming so loudly she could feel it in her feet.

She stayed close to Sam as he led her through the bodies towards the makeshift bar. Imogene looked around as Sam got two cups for them both and she accepted hers from him with a small, appreciative smile. She sipped it, washing the taste of his semen down her throat as he leaned closely so she would hear his question. Could she dance? Yes. Did she dance? No one had ever really asked her to.

"Oh, um, not...not a lot." She shrugged noncommittedly, half-yelling her response in his ear.

Was he expecting to dance with her? She glanced over at the dancefloor where some of the student body were having fun, grinding on each other or twerking, she shuddered. Twerking was definitely not her thing. The most sexy dancing she'd ever done was typically alone in her room to music in front of her mirrored wardrobe. She wasn't sure how that stood up to anyone else but she was her own worst critic.

 

[shizzz]

He smiled at her as she turned her attention to the floor. His eyes slid over her, admiring the way her dress showed off her form. She had an amazing body, quite well hidden under those sweatshirts she’d wear.

And she was obsessed with him. He had just gotten her to give him a blowjob in a room full of people. This year was going to be amazing.

He quickly chugged the rest of the drink.

“Come on. I wanna see what you got. Finish that drink and let me show you how I like to dance” She finished her drink and then he tugged her onto the dance floor.

The slid into the crowd, and he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her close to him. His leg sliding in between hers as she put her hands on his shoulders.

He began to move her to the rhythm of the music. His leg sliding high between her thighs, driving the jem
Of the dress up stopping right at the curve of her ass.

He ground his hips into her and he swayed with her. As they moved he watched the way her tits bounced in her top, thinking of how nice they had felt in his hands and how much more fun he planned to have with them.

One hand slid from her hip to her inner thigh. Hidden between their bodies he let his finger slide along her thigh, to slip over to her sex and glide over her hot wet pussy lips, one finger quickly slipping in. Her pussy still sopping wet from the arousal of what she had done upstairs less than 10 minutes ago.

As the music thrummed and their hips gyrated together on the dance floor, his finger pumped in and out of her deliciously wet slit as the two melded with the crowd.

 

[monique_minx]

Imogene downed her drink and no sooner had she done that than Sam was pulling her towards the dancefloor. She felt out of place but tried to get into the groove of things, scarcely believing Sam was holding her close. Gyrating with her. Dancing sexily with her. She felt his leg position between hers and gripped his shoulders nervously as she felt the hem of her dress rise with his insistent thigh.

She was glad he stopped short of exposing her ass and sex then and there. But then she felt a tickle on her inner thigh and looked down for a moment before raising her eyes to Sam upon seeing his wrist disappear between her legs. She never got the question out before his finger quickly slid inside of her sopping pussy. Imogene gasped and gripped his shoulders tighter.

The fact that no one seemed to notice he was finger fucking her on the dancefloor in a crowd of people felt so crazy to Imogene...and it turned her on a little more thinking they had this sick little secret between them. She was breathing hotly crushing against him, her soft little moans of pleasure drowned out by the thunderous dance music. His finger was pumping in and out of her leaving her wondering what it'd be like to have his huge cock there instead.

She hoped he'd let her find out someday.
She didn't think he'd find her worthy of that though.

She stared into his face the entire time, letting him see all the emotion he caused cross it. Usually she'd have hidden her face, buried it in his chest but she longed to see the way he looked at her too. It made her blush beneath her make up, it aroused her more that he enjoyed it.

Fuck.

She never expected he would enjoy it, even in her wildest fantasies written in that diary, she never thought he'd enjoy it like she did. Not at her level.

 

[shizzz]

He let his finger work to the rhythm of the music as his thigh slid between hers. She was ungodly wet, her pussy felt incredible as he slid a second finger in with the first, finger fucking her with a grin on his face, her head was tilted up towards his and he smiled as her face told him exactly what she thought of what he was doing.

She was puddy in his hands, almost literally, and he grinned as his eyes slid from hers to her full breasts jiggling to the music. Unable to resist himself, he was a very visual guy, he brought his other hand up to her breast, squeezing the full melon, covered by the thin material of her dress. The low plunging neckline exposed a delightful amount of her cleavage, but he wanted more

His fingers curled, to slide between hers skin and the dress. He slowly pulled it to the side, eyes locked on her jiggling tits, and smiling as her bare tit finally bounced free. Her nipple was a small stiff nub bouncing and swaying atop her full tit.

He drank in the sight for a hungry moment, before tugging the dress back. He knew people had seen, he didn’t care. He had wanted to see.

His hand then slide around to her back, and he gripped her full round ass, squeezing her rump in his big strong hand.

His hand had thrust in and out of her as the music thrummed. As he gripped her ass, he finally slid his fingers free from her. He lifted his pussy juice coated hand, and slipped his two fingers into her mouth. As he did that, he pulled her ass closer to him and he could feel her wet pussy against his thigh.

His hand squeezed her rump hungrily, apparently she had been hiding a nice ass too, he thought to himself.

He pulled his hand back from her mouth and smiled at her as they danced.

Moments later he had to pause when one of his buddies tapped him on his chill set. Then told him his connection was there. It was time for the night to get interesting. At the very least he could make some money.

He turned with his friend, giving her the nod of his head to follow, as they left the dance floor, Sam talking to his friend.

They went to the bar, eyes scanning the door as they got more drinks.


Sam nodded his head up as a small group came down the stairs

 

[monique_minx]

Imogene's lips split into an 'O' and a sharp gasp escaped her as he added a second finger. Imogene wondered if he intended to make her orgasm on the damn dancefloor but moments later she felt his other hand tugging insistently on her dress until her breast spilled right out of it. Right there. Amidst the grinding bodies and the dark lighting.

Imogene didn't even cover herself.

Sam was looking at her like she was a meal and fuck, she drank that in. He recovered her a minute later and most of the surrounding people had gotten an eyeful. His hand slipped around her back and grabbed her ass firmly, her right hand slid from his shoulder to lie flat against his chest. He had been finger fucking her the entire time and god she knew if he wanted to, he'd have her cum all over his hand right there.

But he withdrew his fingers which left her to swallow a little needy whimper. He brought those fingers to her mouth and she opened wide without a second thought to taste herself on his hand. He pulled her closer at the same time and she was flush against his chest with hooded eyes.

This just couldn't be real.

But it was over in moments too. Sam's friend tapped his shoulder and said something Imogene couldn't hear but his body language changed so obviously it was important. She followed him from the dancefloor, tugging her dress down somewhat as she went to the bar with him. Sam indicated a small group of people entering the basement on the stairs, her eyes travelled there - she didn't recognise these particular people but that didn't mean much considering how very dead her social life was.

Well, until recently anyway.