Nights of Sin(18)

Looking around the room, she bit her lip as she witnessed men and women watching them on the dance floor. Corey didn’t stop touching her, and instead of being embarrassed, or turned off, it actually made her wetter. She wanted his hands on her body, and she loved the gazes of others on her. Alexa had always known that she liked to be watched, and of course, she loved to do the watching herself.

“They’re watching us, baby,” Corey said, whispering against her ear. “I love it when I’ve got an audience.” He ran his hands over her body, dancing with her.

Not one to be outdone, she slid his hand into his jeans and cupped his cock. His jeans were loose enough for her to touch him. She ran her hand up and down his cock. Sliding her thumb across his leaking tip, she kissed him back as he claimed her lips.

“That’s it, Alexa. Don’t let anything stop us from doing this. Take what you want. Do what you want, and love it.”

She unbuckled his belt, and Corey moved them off the dance-floor toward the open seat toward the side.

Corey sat down first, taking a condom out of his jeans, and tearing it open.

“Would you like to do the honors?” he asked.

Taking the condom from his hands, she started to roll it down his cock, taking care not to allow any air to get inside the latex. Once she was done, she stood up, and he grabbed her hand. Within seconds, she was straddling his cock, and he found her entrance.

“You’re always so wet.”

He aroused her in ways that she didn’t think she was capable of. Years of being unsatisfied with boyfriends had made her believe that she was somewhat defective. Corey was proving to her that it wasn’t the case, far from it. He slid inside her without much struggle, and she moaned.

Gripping his shoulders, he took hold of her hips, and tugged her down hard onto his cock. “I want you to ride my dick, baby. Let all of these men know what hot cunt they’re missing out on.”

She loved it when he talked dirty.

Laura’s words on regret entered her mind, and Alexa rode him hard, taking him deep inside her.

“Fuck, yes.”

In the mirror above them, Alexa watched as men and women in the room observed them.

She didn’t care what they said or what they were thinking about. Corey’s rock hard dick was blowing her world, and she loved it as he slid deep within her, fucking her harder.

One of his hands left her hips to touch her clit, teasing it in time to his strokes.

“I bet those men wish they were in my place, Alexa, with you riding their dicks. Fucking you. They’re not me, and I’m not going to let any other man take my place.”

“Yes,” she said, moaning.

He leaned forward taking one of his nipples into his mouth. The pleasure of his fingers on her clit along with his cock driving inside her, and just having everyone watch them, was just too much. She came long and hard onto his cock, grinding her pelvis against his.

“Fuck, baby, fuck my dick.”

Corey released her clit, and started to drive up inside her, harder than ever before. She took him, wanting everything that he could give her, and relishing the feel of him.

Everyone melted away as she stared into his eyes so that they were the only two people who existed in the world.

He rode her hard, coming in deep, and growling out her name.

“Alexa.”

She loved the sound of her name on his lips, and especially as he was coming, the way in which it said it.

Once it was over, he didn’t push her off like she’d seen him do many times before. He stroked her back, and Alexa allowed herself to rest her head against his shoulder.

“Fuck me, baby, I don’t know if I’m going to last the night like that.”

“The night?”

“Yeah. I told you this isn’t a onetime deal.”

She licked her lips, and pulled back. Pushing some hair off her face, she stared into his eyes.

“What is your fantasy?” she asked.

He shook his head. “I’ll tell you one of mine when you tell me one of yours.”

“I want to go down to the dungeon and see what is going on there.”

Corey tilted his head to the side. “How about we go through each room, and try to make it to the dungeon? That good for you?”

“I can work with that.”

Pulling off his cock, she adjusted her dress, and saw her panties had fallen in a heap.

“Those are mine,” Corey said, taking the panties from her hands. “Consider them a souvenir of our time together.”

He pulled the condom off, grabbed some tissues, and cleaned himself up before tucking away his cock. Even flaccid he possessed an impressive length.

Corey got to his feet, and they made their way to the bar.

“Let’s have a drink, and we’ll move to the next room.”