FACADE 1
Friday night you were my plus 1 for club Facade. It attracted the hottest girls in the city. They would waltz in on the tallest, sluttiest fuck-me heels you can imagine, wearing sheer camisoles, and skin-tight tank tops as dresses. They would drink vodka like fish, swallow consecutive shots without breath, and tongue kiss each other outside the men’s bathroom. They would grind upon each other with wide open legs, and dance like fuck-toys in sync with the boom of the 808 bass.
But the black patio… That was where we were headed.
Out there the night sky glittered. Erotic harmonies shook up the ground. Summer heat crushed overpacked crowds together… And our wet bodies gyrated in unison.
It was dark out there, but everyone could still see. That didn’t stop you from leaning over and asking me to remove my panties, right then and there. I looked at you like you were mad, but you held your hand out.
You’re serious? You really want me to take off my panties right here, in front of everyone?
In that moment I shimmered with warmth. My heart skipped a beat. At the time I didn’t know why, but later I found out it was because I was going to do it.
I kept my eyes on your eyes and reached down to pull up my slinky mini-dress. I carefully tugged down my panties like you asked. People were dancing all around us so close we were touching. I was completely flustered. Hot all over. I stepped out of them and placed them in your hand, and couldn’t believe the butterflies fluttering within my stomach.
I quickly looked around, hoping no one saw me. I was sweating, breathing nervously, but what you did next nearly caused me to faint. You brought my panties to your face, and looked me in the eyes as you took the deepest breath, smelling them… and all of me. I know I creamed in them a little before I got them off… so yeah, you got my full flavor.
Fuck.
I could have sworn I blacked out momentarily. But then I felt your sweaty hands reach under the hem of my dress, and take ahold of my perfect buns. Holding an ass cheek in each hand, you stepped a leg between mine and pulled me onto your thigh.
As the vibration of the music snuck back under my skin, I felt you squeezing and spreading my ass open, rocking my hips onto your thigh. Fuck, that felt so good. What the fuck?!
When you lifted your foot off the ground, sliding your thigh right up to my slot, I had no more chill. I wanted it.
My arms tightened around your neck. My tongue sunk back into your mouth. I shamelessly bucked and held on as I fucked your thigh to the beat. I literally screamed as my clit dragged against you.
I forgot where I was, dancing my bald pussy lips on your leg, so close to cumming. And then you fucking slid your hands up the sides of my body, carrying my dress up with them, utterly exposing my naked body to everyone around us.
I lost my shit.
You watched my gushing snatch as I rocked my hips faster, fucking my swollen clit against you, over and over, where everyone could see. And when it came, I closed my eyes and held my breath, as wave after wave of uncontrollable pleasure washed over me.
I drowned right there…
Straddling your leg…
Beneath the brilliant flames of my orgasm.
