He first lay eyes on her in a club a year ago. She was dancing with friends, oblivious to the affect she was having on the sea of eyes that were upon her. Dark, wavy, shoulder length brown hair, deep brown eyes you could just fall into. Her tiny waist supported by a shapely bum and finished off with what he’d guessed at the time to be a 32C chest. He later found out they were 32DD’s, even better.
He’d taken her that night in club.
As soon as he saw her he knew he had to have her. He watched her until she caught his eye, then looked away, casually scanning the dance floor as if looking for someone, before bringing his eyes back to hers. She was still looking. He held her gaze intently for a few seconds before she looked away. He knew he had her.
He saw her head to the bar and hop up onto a stool so he snaked his way across the dance floor towards her.
He stood close behind her, slightly to her right and the hitch in her breath told him she knew he was there. He leant in towards her and placed his right hand on her thigh. His left hand brushed her hair from the right side of her neck and he lightly blew on the exposed flesh. His lips followed shortly after as he nipped at her neck. This elicited a small moan from her, and she leant back into him, sitting forwards again swiftly when her bum felt his rock hard cock, slightly embarrassed.
She knew she wanted him but she had only ever had sex twice, and both of those were drunken fumbles, nothing that even remotely registered on any scales of passion. Yet now she had a sexy, mysterious guy rock hard for her she was nervous. He’d felt huge and she had only leant against him for a few seconds.
He pulled her hips back against his hard cock, wanting her to feel what she was doing to him. She relaxed and leant back into him as he went back to kissing her neck. This time though, his hand was placed right at the hem of her dress. His fingertips resting against the inside of her thigh. He started stroking up and down, getting millimetres higher each time.
She could feel her breath getting quicker as he worked his fingers towards her hot, wanting pussy.
Just as she thought his fingers were going to reach her panties, he removed them. She sighed, slightly more audible than she intended, and he chuckled in her ear.
“Turn around and wrap your legs around me.”
She spun 180° and did as he asked, but as she wrapped her legs around him, he slid one hand up her back to her neck and the other up her skirt.
He slid his hand into her panties and circled her clit a few times. She moaned as his fingers made contact, so he claimed her mouth with his to keep her quite. He kissed her gently at first, but as his fingers got faster and harder, so did his kissing. His hand now grabbing the hair at the nape of her neck, tipping her head and pushing his tongue into her mouth even harder.
“I’m gonna…,” she moaned before burying her head in his shoulder as her orgasm began. As she started shaking, he slipped two fingers into her soaking pussy as his thumb rubbed her clit.
He felt her teeth sink into his shoulder as she desperately tried to stay quiet as her orgasm tore through her.
He held her like that just stroking her back as she recovered. Once her senses returned she sat back upright and shyly looked up at him.
“Did you enjoy that?” he asked with a smirk.
“Yes,” she murmured, “I’ve… well I’ve never…”
“You’ve never what?” he asked, intrigued and slightly worried about what she was going to say next. He really hoped she wasn’t about to say she was a virgin. There was no way he could fuck her like he wanted if she was, he’d have to be much gentler.
“I’ve never… cum.” She looked away embarrassed but he took her chin in his hand and turned her to face him.
“The fact that you just cum like that for me is a first any guy would be honoured to have. And if you’ll let me I intend to make you cum a few more times tonight before I’m done with you.”
She smiled and said, “After that I don’t think I’d be capable of stopping you.”
“Good, now follow me,” he said as he held his hand out and helped her off the stool.
She took his hand and let him lead her towards the back of the club.
He took her to a curtained section that she realised was a storage area. As soon as the curtain fell back behind them, he turned towards her.
His eyes grew darker and his look hardened. For a second she thought, ‘what the hell have I done?’ but then she felt her pussy contract and realised she was intrigued to find out where this was going.
“You’re going to do whatever I tell you, without hesitation. OK. If you really want to stop, say blueberries.”
She nodded.
He slipped his arms around her waist and kissed her.
“From now on, whenever you address me, you say, Yes, Sir. OK?”
She looked up at him with those big brown eyes, and chewed her bottom lip nervously but answered, “Yes, Sir.”
He kissed her again before telling her to unzip him. Her small hands felt around his waist until she found the button, and undone it, before pulling his zip then his jeans down, allowing his hard cock to spring free.
She gasped as she saw how big he was, at least 8 inches but extremely thick. He had pre-cum seeping out the end of his cock, and without thinking she dropped quickly to her knees and licked it off. He pulled her back up and when she looked at him his eyes were almost black.
“Did I tell you to do that?”
“No, sir, I’m sorry,” she replied, hanging her head.
He sat back on one of the chairs and beckoned her towards him.
“You’ve been a naughty girl, licking my cock without my permission, so now you will be punished. Come here and bend over my knee.”
She walked towards him slowly and as she neared him he grabbed her hand and pulled her over him. Her upper half rested on another chair while her arse hung over his lap. He pulled up her skirt and pulled her panties down. For a few minutes he rubbed both cheeks, squeezing and massaging them before reminding her of her safe word.
“Since you’re only learning I’m going to go easy on you. You’re going to get three slaps for your disobedience. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she nodded. He rubbed her right cheek in circles with the palm of his hand, before swiftly lifting it and bringing it back down with a sharp slap. He felt her jump but she didn’t make any noise so he moved onto the other cheek and began the same circular motion. Before long her second slap came down hard on her left cheek. After soothing her cheek with a few more rubs, he slid his finger down her arse crack and along her warm, wet pussy. He felt her involuntarily thrust back towards his finger but pushed her hips back down as he teased her, running his finger up and down her pussy lips, but avoiding sliding into her, or touching her clit. His final slap came down right on her pussy.
She screamed as his fingers hit her clit, the feeling like nothing she had ever felt before.
“Please?” she moaned, needing more, needing to cum.
He pulled her up and down to the floor. He lay on his back and told her to straddle his chest. She looked slightly confused, but did as he asked, remembering what he said about hesitating and considering her arse was still tingling from her last ‘punishment’ she didn’t want another one straight away. As she lowered herself onto his chest he shuffled down slightly, so when she made contact, it was with his tongue rather than his chest.
She jumped back up, not sure at first what she was feeling, but he grabbed her thighs and told her sternly, “Sit on my face,” as he pulled her onto him and his tongue started exploring her young, tight pussy. Flicking and sucking her clit before pushing into her pussy. When he did this she leant forward, taking hold of the window ledge and started grinding her pussy on his face. She was working herself up to her orgasm and it turned him on hugely having this hot, young thing using his face as her fuck toy. She came hard all over his face and he drank as much of her juices as he could.
He pulled her over onto the floor and pushed up her skirt. He pushed her legs up and took his position over her as he slid the tip of his cock into her. She gasped as his head popped in, her pussy stretched more than it ever had been. He pushed into her a few inches before pulling back out. Pushing in again, a little further this time he felt her pussy contract around his cock.
He growled at how hard it was for him to maintain his composure.
He pulled out once more and pushed everything into her. He held still, allowing her to become accustomed to his size, but she pushed back onto him and begged, “Please fuck me?”
That was all he needed as he slammed into her. Building up a rhythm he put his hands either side of her head and cradled her face, kissing her deeply as his cock pounded into her. Tilting his hips, so he would rub her clit as he fucked her, he pounded harder.
Her breathing was now coming in small, snatched gasps, he gave her everything he had as sweat dripped from his forehead to hers. She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her, going on and on as he continued pounding her chasing his own release. Just as she was coming down from her orgasm, he sprayed his load into her well fucked pussy. As she felt his streams hitting her cervix her body surprised her with another orgasm. She clawed his back as they both rode out their orgasm before collapsing next to each other. He scooped her up into his arms and lay her across his chest while their breathing returned to normal.
He stroked her hair as they lay there, before she said, “I should find my friends,” and got up.
He saw her looking for something and noticed her panties on the floor next to him. He picked them up and stood up, circling her waist from behind and murmured, “Looking for these?” into her ear as he dangled her panties in front of her.
She reached out for them but he snatched them back. “I’m going to keep these. If you want them back you’ll have to see me again.”
He pushed a business card into her hand. “Google me, and you’ll find out everything you need to know. I only want to know two things about you right now. Your name…”
“Arya, what yours?”
“Benoit, but everyone calls me Ben. Arya is a beautiful name. How old are you Arya?”
She looked at her watch. It was 12.03.
“Four minutes ago sixteen but now seventeen.”
His intake of breath was audible. He really should be careful. He’d thought she was eighteen or nineteen maybe. But sixteen?
She grabbed her bag and tucked the business card into it.
“I will definitely give you a call sometime…Sir.” She winked as she reached up and kissed him.
“Till next time my little slut,” he muttered to himself as she slipped behind the curtain.