Being The Lucky Victim

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The cold, wet marble sends goosebumps all over my soaking, wet body as I step bare feet out of the steamy shower room. My eyes adjust to the lights, as water drips down my slender long legs, making a messy pool on the floor.Shivering slightly, I grab the bathrobe, draping it around myself tightly. The soft fabric feels marvelous on my wet skin, like a lover’s embrace, wrapping my body in a luscious warmth.My senses are overloaded with wild imagery from that sexy night at the club as I observe my foggy reflection on the vanity mirror behind a thick layer of condensed water droplets. A lingering aroma of the rich cocoa butter body wash dissipates through the air as I reminisce the hot stranger’s musky scent, which filled my core with the forbidden desire to be touched publicly.Making me feel sexy and desirable, my black shiny hair clings to my neck and surrounds my breasts inside the robe. My eyes gradually travel down to the rich, tempting cleavage; as a drop of warm water trickles down the valley. I slowly pull the robe loose, dropping it down my shoulders as they hang around my waist, revealing my upper body. My hair blankets my tits on both sides, dark nipples teasingly darting through the glossy lines.My fingers move the thick, wet strands aside, stroking my tits lightly as my mind wanders back to his rough fingers rubbing my clit at the dark corner of the bar. My nipples harden like bullets as I tease them further, allowing the thick comb running down my wet hair to graze them roughly while sending cold water down my shuddering body.Brushing my hair, random droplets of water fall from my tresses, playfully teasing my waist. My vanity mirror, still steamy, and hot, reflects my deep, brown eyes glistening along with countless drops of water on my skin, slowly dripping, caressing my nude flesh.Taking my own sweet time, rubbing the fluffy towel over my body, I catch every damp spot only elvankent escort bayan increasing the dampness between my legs. I place my feet on the vanity counter and slap a generous amount of coconut body lotion on my shapely legs, relishing the smooth, creamy liquid like a lover’s cum spewed on my body in a moment of passion. Rubbing in small circles, exactly how his fingers touched my hard, engorged clit as I pretended to casually savor my dirty dirty martini, my fingers massage my naturally-dusky skin, igniting and exciting it. My pussy is pulsing with desire as I think of the electric moment when he made me cum so fucking hard in the corner of a crowded bar, his hands soaked with my hot, sticky cum as the gorgeous blonde watched every little dirty thing that he did to me secretly.Closing my eyes, I almost taste the naughty woman’s sweet nectar on my tongue again, as I slip my hands and touch my soaking wet pussy. I rub my clit aggressively exactly how I imagined her tormenting her aching pussy as she watched her man giving me a public orgasm at the bar. My mind concocts my memories of the night with wild fantasies; as I picture the naughty couple groping and exploring my peaks and valleys, biting, licking, kissing, devouring each inch, when my pulsating pussy tightens around my fingers. My imaginations run wild, picturing our naked, heated bodies writhing in passion for everyone to watch as I assault my pussy and explode on my fingers, soaking them with my cum.My eyes wander back to the vanity mirror, looking at my sexed-up, half-open eyes, dirty hands pressed between my legs, and cum dripping all over my fingers. A sudden realization dawns upon me, that night, I exquisitely enjoyed my transformation from a sexy, confident woman, who entered the bar in search of her lucky victim who gets to enjoy her indecent exposure to being the Escort emek lucky victim who relinquished control and was teased and tortured by another’s seductive ways.That’s exactly what I needed tonight, a brutal torturous seduction that would make me beg to be touched, taken, and consumed then and there. With that thought, I open my closet door with a bizarre urgency and drape the new satin dress over my body. The shiny blue dress snugly fits my curves with a halter string that I tie at the back. It has a scrunched, asymmetric length which shows a lot of my milky thighs on the right side. My perfect 36D breasts are taunting the thin fabric, threatening to pop out of the cami neckline any second.It’s a hot night and the cool satin feels incredible, sliding on my heated skin. My round-ass sways rhythmically matching the tick-tock of my black peep-toe heels. Deciding to go back to the same club, I hope in the Uber, the cool leather grazing my thighs sweetly.A sweet old woman is driving my Uber and it takes my entire determination to keep my fingers away from my burning pussy. With my new desires, I suddenly feel unprepared, and unsure about my approach. My essence is burning to be the lucky victim tonight, enticed to expose my body, and follow the intentions of a stranger, not knowing where it leads. My cab reaches the club quickly, only to find a huge queue and a swarm of people surrounding me in no time making me anxious and uncomfortable. I rush through the crowd hurriedly finding an open patch, gasping for air, as I hold a metal pole for balance.Suddenly, I feel a strong arm under my belly, making me a little spooked. The feeling quickly goes away as I meet the eyes of a handsome hunk with muscular shoulders and steely grey eyes glaring right into mine. Contrary to his intention, my breath gets even more unsteady as I observe a strange effect his gaze eryaman escort has on my body. He studies my face for another minute before offering both his hands for support. I gladly take them, trying to take deep breaths, attempting to hide the ridiculous flushed state that I am in.Thanking him politely, I try to walk away to the end of the queue, but my legs feel wobbly making me stumble back into his arms. His lips curve slightly as I feel his strong hands on my lower spine, making the satin deliciously rub on my hot skin.”Are you okay miss?” he asks still smiling mischievously but with a hint of concern in his tone. My brain struggles to find a coherent response as I smile weakly, his ripped chest against my body making all my inhibitions melt.”Yes, just lost my balance,” I manage to mumble.Damn, what’s wrong with me today, I curse as I stumble again, this time so close to the pole that it makes a loud cling sound that echoes in the street. In no time, the strong arms are back around me, pushing my body to the cold iron pole. His knuckles slide down to my thighs, and I see his eyes darken with desire. I bring my hands to his chest, feeling his strong muscles beneath the thin white shirt.”What are you doing to me,” I whisper as he leans into me, slowly finding a sensitive spot on my neck.”Just helping a gorgeous lady out,” he blows softly making me squirm in his arms, lightly grazing my skin with his lips. I try to pull him closer with my hands when he abruptly holds both my wrists moving them above my head against the metal pole. I feel so sexy as I am spread out against the pole in the middle of the busy street with rows of people waiting to enter the club. The street light shines brightly on us leaving nothing to the imagination.”What do you want, baby girl?” he asks in a sultry voice, as his lips graze my earlobes, wrapping his tongue behind my ear.”Fuck” I moan as my legs refuse to hold me up any longer and I completely fall into his hard body, relinquishing any control over mine. I moan into his neck as he continues to nuzzle my neck, softly biting my collar bone.Aroused but intimidated, I try to pull away. “I… I need to go.” I mutter, unconvinced with my own words.

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