♡ dirty football imagines ♡

♡ łukasz piszczek ♡

[by sexualfootballblog // tumblr]   

You are away on vacation in Poland with some of your friends when you see the nightclub. Tonight you want to let loose and do something different and the club is perfect for that. It's the type of place you wouldn't look twice at usually, but tonight is different. You are wearing a short black dress, drawing attention all your assets.

You make your way into the middle of the dance floor, the music pounding with heavy bass. You are determined to get someone tonight. Lots of people watched as you danced to the music, your body in rhythm. Many different types of men had their eyes on you but none of them fitted the bill, so you ignored their existence.

That's when you saw him, none other than Dortmund's Lukasz Piszczek. He looked gorgeous with his blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. You didn't walk up to him, if he wanted you, he would make the first move. Something about meeting a football star in a sleazy night club.

You swirl your hips n time with the music, letting the atmosphere of the club over take you. You had the strength to ignore Lukasz before but now your eyes caught with his and your need tingled through your body. Lukasz seemed to be edging closer towards you, the other dancers, including your friends parted to let him through. Once he got to you he took in the sight of you, how gorgeous you look in that little black dress and that's when he makes his move, his hands fly over to your neck and chest and turned you to face him while your hips continued to move with the music. Lukasz offers you his hand with out a word, you look at him and accept it without a second thought.

Lukasz squeezed your hand tightly in his and lead you outside, pushing his way through the crowd until he saw the exit sign. Once he had taken you outside he pulled you down and alley, only then did he turn to face you.

"Look at you, you're gorgeous" He says, offering you a small smile.

"Thank you" You smile back innocently.

Lukasz gave off another smirk, this one seeming much more sinister. He looked so gorgeous and you all must jumped when his hands came to rest on the side of your jaw and leaning in his lips covering yours. He tasted sweet, like the strawberry cider, you had been drinking only a couple of seconds earlier.

Lukasz backed you up into the wall, his body over taking yours in the heat of the moment. His lips left your mouth and started to kiss his way down your pale throat. You push your thighs up against his, welcoming his warm touch. Tonight you have no time for patience, you want him and you want him now. You scrape your finger nails down his back as a silent plea for him to hurry.

Lukasz grabs your wrists and holds them up against the brick wall behind your head. Moaning as he rubbed his jean cloth cock over your black dress. You suck in his bottom lip into your mouth and start to pepper kiss on his slack mouth.

Without another word Lukasz dropped his jeans and boxers onto the floor. You push your own pink panties down onto the floor and Lukasz pushes your dress up around your waist. Lukasz takes you into his arms and presses your body against the wall as he slides into you. Lukasz reached the hilt in seconds, thanks to the easy slide. Once inside he pulled nearly all the way out of you and settled into a rough rhythm. Lukasz drives his hips in and out of you with so much force, you wrap your legs around his waist tightly. This felt amazing and exactly what you needed.

Lukasz's hands come to rest on your clothed breasts, giving them a hard squeeze as he thrust into you much harder. Once again Lukasz's lips come to rest on yours and he shared a bruising kiss.

The alley way echoed with the sounds of need and the sound of skin slapping together in a violent pace. You feel your orgasm getting closer, the familiar feeling rising in your body as your fingers come to rest on your dripping clit, rubbing yourself to the same time as his violent thrusts. Until you just can't take it any more and you come around his hard cock with a loud groan.

Lukasz himself is close now, his thrusts less irregular and much slower as he shot his load inside of you. Once he's spurted his seed inside of you, he continues to thrust until his limp cock slips out and only then does he lower you back onto your feet.

"Pleasure meeting you. Perhaps we'll meet again." Lukasz said while he pulled up his jeans.

You grin at him "I doubt it."

Lukasz shook your hand as he walked off, leaving you with a scrap of paper which had his number written on it. Perhaps you may meet again after all, or at least you hope so.