My boyfriend, a man I thought I loved broke my heart. Tore me down and left me broken. I now knew why hurricanes were named after people. I needed to drink and to get away; and that's just what I did. I don't know why I went to a bar. I didn't drink, hell I hardly even swore. The bar was crowded and full of flashing lights and passed out people, some of which people kept poking and laughing as if they would respond. I felt almost out of place, out of my comfort zone to be more exact. I closed my eyes and let the soft sounds of music consume me. Soon the music was like my heart beat. I couldn't help but dance and swing my hips. I was one with the music. Four and a half long songs later I was encased in my own sweat, my long hair like plaster on my fair skin. I felt high, Euphoric and yet alone. I locked eyes with a stranger, his eyes alive and dancing with a wild yet soft feeling. His hair a golden brown and glistening in the green and blue light that switch and move around. I curl my finger and wink, luring him towards me. So he did, he took short strides and was soon near me. He put his hands on my hips and we swung to the disco music that blared into the slowly disappearing crowd. We laughed and giggled as our conversation became longer. Soda talked about his dreams for the future. Raising a family on a farm, he talked about helping his brothers and settling down. When I talked he smiled and understood almost everything, or well at least tried. He spoke highly and confidential, but yet seem so sad. I couldn't blame him, he too lost his lover. The day soon came to an end. The club owner told us they were closing. Soda pulled me close against him and pushed his lips to mine. We stood in the dark lighten club and held eachother. He pulled away and took my hand. He led me to his car. "Sodapop? What on earth are you doing?" He turned to me and smiled boldly. "I am madly In love with you!" He said loudly. He repeated it over and over again, getting louder each time. He only stopped when he heard a man scream shut up. I couldn't help but laugh. "What is this about, soda?" I asked and looked into his eyes. "Call me stupid or a man slut but I can't help myself." He retaliated with his lips against mine. His words were like vibrations on my lips and electricity went through my whole body. I was in love again, this time it was real. Soda drove me home. Once home he picked me up and carried me to my room. His lips never left mine, his hands groping my ass slightly. He kicked open the door and we fell elegantly into the bed. In a tangle of arms and legs we undressed each other, some how managing to find a new way to get our bodies closer to the others. I could be his whore, let me tell you, he would love me forever. Maybe I should have been scared that I was just a toy, who would be thrown into the dark unknown but I had hope. Soda didn't seem that way. Regardless My legs spread and I felt his erection as it slid into me. He grinds his hips into me, making me more turned on then i was before. He teases me with kisses as he went faster. I dig my finger nails into his back and moan in his ear. I nibble on his earlobe and he moans. He pressed his hands on either sides of my head and pushed his erection as deep as it could go, hitting my spot every time. Each pump into me made me wail in pure pleasure. I finished first, ending with a loud scream as my face and body tensed in what felt like ecstasy. "Shh babe, I'm almost done. Just wait for me!" He said, sweat dripped down his chest. I pushed him down and crawled on top. I licked his chest down to his large erection. I slipped my mouth onto it and worked it in and out, twirling my tongue on it till he finished. Soda smiled and held me close, cuddling with me and told me words of comfort until both of us shut our eyes for the night.
