The Stranger

I decided to go out for the night, alone. I heard of a small blues club and decided to go check it out. So, out the door I go, hair up, dressed in a black short skirt and a black top with thin straps.

I drive around for awhile and finally find the place. When I go in, it is dark and small. There are a lot of people there, and I see one seat in the back corner. I order a drink and settle in.

The band is actually very good. I can feel the sound sinking into my soul. I just sit there, by myself, drinking and listening. I often glance around the room, just looking at the different people in there. They all seem to be having a good time.

I am looking over by the door when I notice this guy come in. He is so sexy! Dark hair shoulder length hair, medium build, kinda tall. And, he is dressed so nicely. I keep watching to see if he has brought anyone with him. I never do see anyone. Though I continue to look around, my eyes keep going back to him.

During one of my uncontrollable stares, he looks in my direction. I quickly look away, hoping he didn't notice. I can feel myself getting warm. I feel flush all over. I fight with myself as to whether or not I should approach him.

I get up to find the lady's room. When I come back, the waitress brings me a drink. When I told her I hadn't ordered another yet, she informed me that he had sent it to my table. So he did see me! Now what do I do?

The music continues and I begin to feel it. I close my eyes and just sway with it. When I open the, I find him standing there at my table. I gasp as I realize it is him. I begin to introduce myself to him, but he puts his finger over his lips to say "sshh". No names, not tonight.

He pulls a chair over to my table, and sits next to me. It is just the two of us in the dark corner listening to the music and having a drink. The band starts to play a slower song, and the lights dim even more. It is almost completely dark, only the stage lights shine dimly. Another drink is brought to our table, and we are alone again. I begin to feel this song in my body, and close my eyes to really listen to it.

I hear him move his chair closer to me. What will he do? My question is answered when I feel his hand on my thigh. He begins to run his hand up and down my thigh slowly and softly. My legs instinctively part ever so slightly. I can feel the warmth and wetness between my legs as he touches me.

His hand goes higher and higher up my thigh. I am very glad I chose to wear a skirt tonight. Soon I can feel his hand softly brushing against my mound and I gasp in anticipation. I can only imagine where this will lead. Just then, the lights are brought up and the band takes a break. He pulls his hand away and I sit up straight.

I can see a bulge in his pants as he moves his chair away slightly. I know has to be feeling what I am, but how will we satisfy the urges? I can see him taking deep breaths, trying to compose himself, as I am. We start talking about things. Our lives, ourselves, and our fantasies.

The band comes back, and he asks me to dance. I accept and we go down by the stage. He holds me close and tight. I can not get over how good he smells, and feels. As we dance, I can feel his hand move down my back. It eventually finds its way to my ass, where it seems to want to stay. I just dance with him, wondering what will happen next.

As the song ends, we pull ourselves apart and return to our table. The lights again go dim, and he again moves close to me. He leans close to me and gives me a slow, soft kiss. I just melt in my chair. I again feel his hand on my thigh. This time it moves up faster, though still gentle. He has his hand on my panties, and is softly rubbing me. Soon, he moves my panties aside and begins to feel my wet lips. I let out a deep breath as I feel his soft fingers probing around. I slip my heel off, and slide my foot into his lap. I can feel that he, too, has gotten aroused all over again. I gently rub my foot on his bulge. I can feel it twitch in response.

He leans in for another kiss and I meet him half way. I can feel my nipples getting hard under my clothing. I want this man to take me. Just as that thought came into my head, he pulls his hand away and guides me out of my seat. He whispers in my ear, and I follow him.

He takes me to a room in the back of the club. No one seems to come back here. There isn't a light, only some old empty shelves. He pulls me close to him and begins kissing me passionately. I feel my insides start to quiver as we kiss for what seems like an eternity.

He then pushes my skirt up to my waist and leans me back on a shelf. He rips my panties off and opens my legs. There I am, as vulnerable as I can be. He then lowers himself in front of me and begins to ravish me with his mouth. He finds my clit and begins to lick and suck it. I lean back and close my eyes, and just enjoy the feelings.
He then puts a finger inside my wet hole and begins to fuck me softly. I can feel my legs begin to shake as I cum on his tongue. I let out a soft moan, knowing that if I am any louder we may be discovered.

glides up my body to give me another deep kiss. I can still taste my self on him. As we kiss, I slide my hand down to the bulge in his pants. I begin to rub him. I can feel how hard he is. As our kiss ends, he raises up, and I sit up. I push him to the wall and begin undoing his pants. I pull them down to his ankles, and find a wonderfully hard cock waiting for me. I the kneel down in front of him and begin to lick his cock.

I then take all of him inside my mouth. I wrap my warm wet lips around him and begin to suck. His cock glides so easily in and out of my mouth. He is against the wall, and I can hear soft moans coming from him. All of a sudden, he pulls me away and lifts me onto a shelf midway up the wall. I opens my legs with force and pushes himself into me. I gasp as I feel his cock enter my very wanting cunt. He slides right in, all the way in. He is deep inside me, and my legs are as open as they can be. He begins thrusting hard and fast. He his pumping me so hard. My tits bounce with each thrust, and I feel my self getting close. He thrusts harder and faster. Pushing himself deep into my pussy. Then, I feel a warm gush inside me as he pushes as hard as he can. He lets out a loud moan as he his cock spurts cum inside me. I cum just as hard and he puts his hand over my mouth to muffle the scream.

He pulls out of me, and our mixed cum flows out of me like a stream. I just lie there for a minute to compose myself. Then, we both put our clothes back on, and he puts my torn panties in his pocket.

The two of us go back to our table and finish watching the band. I still do not know his name, but I know I will not forget him. As the show finishes, he kisses me and walks out the door, and I know I will probably never see him again.....

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