Oh, Fuck Me

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I walk into the club with my bestie, Hayley and we immediately go over to the bar.

I'm no virgin, I fuck and I dump, that's who I am. I'm not a slut, yeah you can call me one, but I'm just a girl who likes sex.

After I drown two shots of straight up vodka, Hayley and I make our way over to the dance floor. I'm more of a rock and roll type girl, so this rap shit really stinks to me, but I couldn't care less.

Hayley and I are grinding on each other, dancing to the flow of the music until she finds a guy to dance with.

I don't throw myself into guys, I let them come to me then if I want to, I fuck them.

I go grab another drink then turn around and make my way back. I'm dancing by myself until I feel hands on my waist. I don't bother to turn around yet, I just grind my thick ass on his erecting larg dick.

I find myself lifting my hands above my head and holding his shoulders. Man, just by the feel of this guy I can tell he's hot as fuck.

I turn around to see him and am almost taken back by his attractiveness.

He leans down, his hands still on my hips and now his lips on my neck. "Fuck babygirl, you're so damn hot." I lean my head off to the side giving him more room to do whatever he pleases.

We're still grinding on each other, my front touching his everytime we get close.

I run my nose along his sharp jawline and then lick up his neck. I guess he finds that really fucking hot because he then grabs my right thigh and lifts it up to his waist.

So now standing on one foot, my other around his waist, me still grinding, but never taking my pelvis off of his. He bites my earlobe and pulls.

"Let's get out of here, babygirl." It's now the second time he's calling me babygirl, and I literally can't wait anymore. It's so hot.

I nod my head and lean back to bite my lip. "No problem, sexy."

He wastes no time and grabs my other leg, lifting it up and now I'm literally just sitting on his dick.

My hands are around his shoulders, I'm kissing up his neck, breathing heavily.

I guess he's already got a room because we don't leave the club. He brings .e.down a hallway and into a room. He pushes my back against the door to close it then we're at it.

I pull away from his neck and look at him. I slowly start to unbutton his shirt and look up into his eyes a I do. He smirks at me and quickly moves me to the bed. He throws me on it and rips his shirt off, the rest of the buttons flying off.

I'm wearing a see through black crop top with a tiny bra barely covering my big tits. My matching thong hidden underneath my short ripped white booty shorts.

I'm not worried about Hayley, and she's not worried about me. We go to a club every Friday night together and go home without each other.

He climbed into the bed and unbuttons my shorts and slides them down my long legs and over my black heeled boots. I take off my top which now leaves me in my bra and underwear.

He gets closer again, and let's his ands roam over my body, around my pussy and over my nipples. His hand raps around my neck and for some reason I really like it.

My hands find their way to his belt and I quickly undo it. I undo the button too and start to slide his jeans down. He helps me, only to return to my neck. "What's your name, babygirl?"

I let out a small smile and wrap my legs around his waist again, grinding. "I'm Natalie, and you are?"

He smiles, but not a sweet one, a sinister one. And for some reason I really liked it.

"I'm you're worst nightmare, babygirl."

And we didn't stop there.