Variations On A Theme

Sweet Seduction.  I've taken an age to get ready. I have made certain my body is totally hairless and my Little Black Dress (LBD) is hanging up ready for me. On the bed lie a pair of black lace panties, a thong actually, and on the floor some black shoes. I dress with meticulous care and then apply the merest hint of makeup.  And so to the party. I'm not one for parties, and I don't have a plus one tonight. I'm having a nice enough time just talking to people when I become aware of you. I notice you looking at me and it makes butterflies take flight in my stomach. My heart flutters and I feel that feeling every girl loves...that of being noticed. You pick your moment with great care, and introduce yourself to me. We share a few drinks together and we talk as if we have known each other for years. I find myself strongly attracted to you, and my body begging to give away those tell tale signs. My boobs firm up under my dress and my nipples harden. I can't seem to leave my hair alone an I keep curling it around my fingers or brushing it behind my ear. Between my legs, I feel moisture.  Oh, but you are subtle. I don't even remember how we ended up on the hotel balcony, but I do remember your gentlemanly, "May I?" before you lean in to kiss me. The kiss makes me melt against you. I feel your arms around me, holding me with exactly the right amount of pressure.  And then we are in your bedroom. You are kissing me, and it feels to me like the same kiss on the balcony...it's just that we seem to have been transported here. I feel your fingers on the zipper of my dress and you tease me by taking an age to undo it..click by click....until... It falls at my feet. Another mysterious transportation and I am lying on the bed with you kissing down my body. It is as if you and I are connected. You know every feeling you are giving me. As you get down to the waistband of my thong, I suddenly become aware of how extraordinarily wet I am. You continue your journey and it seems as if the thong follows your lips down to the tip of my toes. You kiss back up....higher...higher.... ...and you slide seemlessly into me. We don't fuck....we don't screw....we don't shag. We make love. It's like a swelling sea, we rise and fall together until we both crest into orgasm simultaneously.  We lay there, holding one another while tears course down my face. This has been the most beautiful, tender, gentle experience of my life. 

Another night...a different feeling.  A white dress....black panties.....and tonight.....tonight I feel like taking on the world. I'm horny....randy as fuck....and I don't care who knows it.  Night club doormen tend not to look too closely at single girls....I could be 18...as long as I look the part, they'll let me in. And indeed they do. No ID check....just as well. The booming, thudding bass of the music grabs my stomach as soon as I'm in the place and I join the crush at the bar. They too are not interested in ID...they've left that to the doormen. I feel myself being jostled and some cheeky bastard has already felt me up. Oh well...why not...that's what I'm here for.  I down my drink quickly ad elbow my way onto the dance floor. The white dress reacts to the ultra violet light by shining a bright electric blue, and showing my black panties clearly. I gyrate, putting myself on show, and creaming my underwear at the hope of how the night might end.  I find myself dancing with two guys. Both are about the same age, although older than me by a good ten years or so. The music changes. Time for slow dancing, and immediately, the dance floor is packed. Both my guys are pressed UP against me and I can feel both their erections plainly. The one behind gropes my boobs, while the one in front works his hand up my dress and between my legs. He knows what he doing as a finger finds its way up me, and I shudder.  They've offered to drive me home, although we seem to be parked somewhere out of the way. I must have had more to drink than I thought because I'm naked, and in the back of their limo. I'm sitting on one guy, riding his cock which feels amazing. Then the other guy pushes me forward and .....ooohhh.....I feel him push into my bum hole. I've never been double penetrated before....I don't think many girls have....for an instant I am scared, but then......then he is inside me and I feel utterly full! Both guys continue to fuck me. I'm being used. Used purely as a sex object....a slut....someone to empty their balls into, nothing more....and I adore it! I feel the guy up my arse cum first, followed by the guy in my cunt.  They bundle me out of the car, throwing my dress after me. The car purrs off into the night. When I stand up, semen runs out of me down my legs. I find my dress and pull it on, but they have taken my underwear....a souvenir probably. I wriggle into my dress and feel another rush of semen. I must look and smell like a slut.  I love it...and a satisfied smile etches itself across my face. I walk home feeling well and truly laid. I won't have trouble sleeping tonight.