Midnight Rendezvous

Sometimes all I want is a good fucking! No feelings should be involved, no emotional connection and no strings attached. Just pure unadulterated, animalistic sex. I wonder what it would feel like to meet some stranger at a social gathering and have him take me somewhere quiet so he could fuck me silly!

I have this fantasy of meeting a complete stranger at some sort of club. We’d make eye contact from across the room and the immediate attraction between us would be undeniable. I’d be wearing a simple black spaghetti strap cocktail dress. I have perfectly rounded and firm 36C cup tits. There’s no need for me to wear a bra. I would only be wearing a black lace thong. My 6 inch high heel sandals would be black and strappy. They would definitely show off my perfect feet. I’d be feeling extremely sexy and boldly adventurous.

This sexy stranger would walk over to me in a busy nightclub. Perhaps he would offer to buy me a drink and I would gladly accept his offer. The look of desire would be evident in his eyes and the sheer intensity of his gaze would send shivers down my spine. I imagine that he would be wearing a black pants with a black shirt and his top 3 buttons would be undone. I would have a clear view of his muscular hairless chest and I would probably have to sit down on my hands to prevent myself from touching him. His hair would definitely be short and spiky but it would be soft to the touch. He would be gorgeous of course. he would have to be both sexy and deliciously naughty looking all rolled into one package!

Desire would consume me. I would be completely intoxicated by this gorgeous stranger like some sort of drug which instantly gets me high. Delicious tingles would course through every vein in my body. His hypnotic gaze would leave me drunk with need. Raw lust would take over every atom of my being. The raw lust would leave me breathless and panting like some bitch in heat. I know nothing else except a desperate need for release. I wouldn’t want to know his name and I wouldn’t want to tell him mine.

This is how my fantasy with my gorgeous stranger would unfold…

I’m leaning into him and I’m dancing hypnotically to the music and breathing in his masculine scent. I keep on touching his arms and leaning against his chest making it perfectly clear that I’m attracted to him. I’m swaying my hips seductively from side to side as I sip the drink he’s offered me. Damn! whatever it is, it definitely has the desired effect on me. As I place the glass down I can feel the heat from the liquid travelling through my body and settling deliciously at my pussy.

I’m tipsy and I’m loving the boldness that comes with this state of mind. I’m dancing more seductively and I purposely let one of my shoulder straps slip off. I feel the material sliding over my breast and I lift my head to meet his gaze. The material rubs against my nipple and the feeling is delicious. My nipple gets hard beneath the fabric and this is the only reason the material hasn’t slipped off yet. He lowers his gaze and notices that my strap has slipped off. He takes his hand and plays with the strap not quite putting it back up my shoulder. His fingers stroke my arm and I moan softly. I’m biting my bottom lip and he notices. He groans inwardly. It looks like it’s becoming too much for him. He suddenly grabs my arm and turns around pulling me along with him as he tries to bulldoze his way through the crowd.

We’re finally in some dark corner, away from the lights, the music and the crowd. He immediately pins me up against the wall. His body is completely against mine and his lips only inches away from my mouth. I put my hands around his neck and he kisses me deeply, passionately. I explore his mouth with my lips, with my tongue and he tastes divine.