As his fingers slide into my pussy I let out a moan. "Just knowing you're watching me, wanting me, makes me wet for you." At this point I grab his hand and taste the sweetness from his fingers. I smile at him as he takes a deep breath and then I step away.
He is still watching me so I throw a little more hip into my step and toss him a flirty grin. I take out the dress and slide it over my body, feeling the tightness of the leather wrapping my curves and the lace rubbing my barely covered breasts. I run my hands over the leather while watching him and can see that he is getting excited. I run my hands over my breasts and trace my fingertips over my nipples. I am so glad I pierced my nipples as the sensitivity drives me wild and has been drastically enhanced.
J finally steps forward and kisses me deeply as my breath turns into a moan. He slides his hand between my thighs and gently runs his fingertips over my clit. Another moan escapes my lips and I bury my head in his shoulder and nip his arm with my teeth. I eagerly reach down and begin to undo J's belt. Too eager - my hands fumble with the button on his jeans and I hear J give a slight laugh. I grab J and rub him over his jeans and that slight laugh turned into a gasp. After was seems like an eternity I finally slide his pants down and take his cock in my mouth, running my tongue around the head and gently flicking his ring.
The intensity is too much and foreplay is out the door now. J grabs my arms and pulls me up, kissing me deeply as he runs his hands over my breasts and grabs firmly, flicking his fingertips over my nipples. He turns me around and bends me over the counter and slides my dress up over my ass. As he thrusts his cock deep inside me I let out a groan of pleasure.
With each rhythmic thrust my breath quickens and I begin to push myself back, taking him deeper. My pussy is wet for him and I know that sweet release is coming. He wraps his hands in my hair and raises me off the counter enough so he can grab my breasts. His breathing in my ear sends me over the edge and as I begin to cum he slaps my ass with a fierceness that sends my body into ecstasy. I scream in pleasure as my pussy tightens around him and as he joins me he moans my name.
We glance at each other in the mirror while he is still pulsating inside of me and each pulse sends tingles through my body. I wink and say, "Just a prelude for later. We need to get ready or we will miss getting picked up by the party bus." And with that he slides out and pulls up his jeans while I adjust my dress. We head out for the night.
On the party bus I'm still reeling from the encounter. "Baby, I would rather be doing something on this party bus instead of going to the bar for karaoke." I run my fingernails in small circles over the denim of his jeans, tracing up his thighs. "I know. But it is M's birthday and that's what he wants to do." I give him a pout and then kiss J, tracing my tongue over his lips. "Do we have to?" I whisper. He doesn't respond, his breath caught as I run my tongue along his earlobe and bite gently. But he is right and we must go.
We arrive at our destination and depart the party bus heading inside the bar. I am not expecting much as I glance around the place. Little dive bar, with people laughing as they gathered around the bar or talking amongst themselves in their booths. We find a booth in a corner and J heads with the other husbands to grab drinks. I watch him as he walks away, seeing the other women craving him and it excites me. They turn their gaze away when they notice me and I smile to myself.
The drinks are strong and the atmosphere is surprisingly pleasant. Before long I realize my glass is empty and tell J we will need a refill. As he gets up to go to the bar again I look and see a shy, beautiful woman looking at me from her stool at the bar. When she sees me she turns her eyes down and looks away. She is in a simple tank top and tight jeans, black strappy sandals wrapped around her delicate feet and red paint on her toes. She takes a sly glance at me from behind her brown, flowing hair but again turns away.
J comes back with the drinks and he notices a fierce intensity in my eyes. I smile and nod to the bar and he spots her. "You like her?" he whispers in my ear. I nod but don't take my gaze off of her. J starts kissing my neck and whispers, "Do you want her?" I let out a soft moan as he slides his hands under my dress, brushing his hands between my legs and then gently pulls on my pussy lips. By now the other couples with us can see something is going on but I can only focus on her, on the wetness increasing in me, and the hot breath as J whispers in my ear, "Go get her." And with a grab of my ass J lets me out of the booth.
As I approach her she keeps doing that coy little glance and looking away and I can feel the desire burning within me with each lost gaze. I feel like a predator on the hunt, zeroing in on the prey. I notice her perky breasts underneath the tank top, the curve of her hips and an image flashes in my mind as I imagine running my tongue over her body. Finally I reach the bar and stand beside her stool.
"Hey there. I noticed you glancing over at our table but you kept looking away. Figured I would come over here and introduce myself. I'm L. And you are?" With this she finally looks at me with deep green eyes, and those luscious red lips part as she speaks. "I'm K. Sorry for staring. I just didn't have enough liquid courage yet to go over to you and you were with someone." She looks down at the floor again and she nervously grips her glass.
"Why would you need liquid courage to talk to me?" The bartender comes around but I motion him away. While I await her response I glance over at J. He is on the edge of his seat, trying to hold some meaningless conversation with our friends while trying to watch me. Me with K. Wondering what will happen.
"I figured you were married, and well, just look at you. Then look at me. I mean, what are the chances realistically. I wouldn't stand a chance." I take hold of her chin and direct her head to turn towards me. She is still looking at the floor. "Look at me." I command her. And she finally locks eyes with me. Tingles shoot through me and I feel my pupils dilate as she listens to my command. Good girl, I think to myself. I hold her gaze and when she tries to glance away I tighten my grip on her chin. She looks at me again.
"I am married but my husband likes watching me play." And with that I pull her chin towards me until our lips are aching and close to touching. She moves closer but I hold her back, running my tongue gently over her bottom lip. She tries to kiss me but I strengthen my grip and pull away slightly. She looks up at me and I can feel the intense passion in her gaze at this point. "Do you want me?" I ask her directly. "Oh, yes." she says and tries to move closer. Now I wrap my hands in her hair to get a better grasp for control. I love the control, the wanting at my hands and on my terms.
Our lips move closer together and grasp her hair tightly and hold her back. "What do you say?" I whisper to her. And I can feel herself let go in that moment, relinquish herself to me. "Please..." she begs me, holding still and looking at me with those shy eyes, wanting and ready for exploration. "Call me Domina." "Oh, Domina, please.."
And with that I grasp her hair tightly and bring her to me, our lips finally touch, burning hot with desire. Our tongues are writhing around and K takes a deep breath. I bite her bottom lip gently and she lets out a moan. She tries to kiss me again and I hold her back. I look at J and he has his hands in his lap, adjusting himself. I nod my head to the door and I see him turn to our friends at the table, saying something as he gets up.
I pull K close again for another deep kiss and then untangle my hands from her hair. I grab her wrist and she looks up at me. Her nose has that pinkish hue and her chest shows the flushing that has consumed her body. "Come with me." I say as I lead her toward the door. "Where are we going?" she asks. I give her wrist a tighter squeeze and can feel her start to resist and then finally concede. I am still pulling her behind me and ask, "Do you want me?" "Yes, but..." I stop and turn to her. "No questions. She looks at the floor again and I grab both of her wrists and pull her closer to me. The sudden change makes her look at me and I can't tell if the look within the depths of her eyes is fear, desire, or something else.
"Do you want me?" I ask her again. "Yes." "Yes... What?" " Yes, Domina?" she says in an unsure way, wondering what she should do. "Good girl" I say as I kiss her deeply and run my hands over her shirt, feeling her nipples harden beneath the material. I grab her wrist again and walk toward the door that J is holding open for us. I lead K onto the party bus...
And I am suddenly awakened by this repetitive beeping. The evil alarm clock buzzing to wake me for another day in the daily grind. I hit the snooze and squeeze my eyes shut, but the illusion that once was eludes me. I sigh and J rolls towards me in bed, running his hands over my erect nipples. Well good morning to me. I smile and turn towards J...