Strangers

He raises his glass slowly to his lips, mid conversation, mid observation - he's somewhat bewildered by the bevy of beauties abound; short dresses, long legs, thick legs, curvaceous bottoms, brown skin, dark skin, caramel skin - too much for one man's mind to assimilate; he allows his poison of choice to roll over his tongue down his throat as he inhales the many fragrances of woman and lets out a sigh. A man is only as faithful as his options, he thinks to himself. He turns back to his friends and continues the conversation about nothing, everything and the "surroundings" - more about the "surroundings" which at this time is everything worth discussing.

Something about this evening seemed to be poised to be a great one - one he will be talking about for some time to come. The atmosphere of the ocean front bar is alive tonight, intoxicating, It's beautiful out tonight, the cool breeze rolling off the ocean, covered by a blanket of luminous stars and a bewitching full moon, speakers pumping out tunes, drinks flowing - yes something about tonight will be memorable.

He rejoins the usual conversation about the "if I hold dat woman..." and passed tryst as the night passes along with their sobriety. Night has rolled to early hours of the morning, the lime and bravado gets more intense with each sip, each drink, each new face - over the speaker comes the Black Eyed Peas hit song "I got a feeling that tonight's gonna be a good night..." and the crowd joins in, "...tonight's gonna be a good, good night..." He gets up from his seat to make his way to the bar, it's his turn to make a round of drinks, and as he does his eyes meets with hers.

Temporarily paralysed by the drinks and the gem who just strolled in - he takes her in; red heels, thick, long, dark chocolate legs, black short shorts hugging her hips like a Spanish guitar, radiant red blouse with a plunging neck line revealing cleavage and just a bit of tummy. Oh my god! He thinks, she smiles at him; she caught him drooling - he recovers enough as she passes by to say good morning gorgeous, but she doesn't respond, she keeps smiling and walks over to an equally stunning group of women.

He continues the bar to get the drinks; he had almost gone back to his friends empty handed, so dumbfounded was he by this woman. He begins to order his drinks, one Campari, a Piton, two Hennessy - and a Vodka and Cranberry, says the voice to his back, he turns to see who could be so bold. The beauty that had not too long ago caused him temporary paralysis was standing behind him smiling broadly. He turned back to the bartender "you heard the lady" he said, he turned his attention back to this mysteriously stunning woman briefly, consuming her with his eyes, taking a mental photo - she did not shy away from his gaze; on the contrary, she was just as engaged taking her mental snapshots of him. As the drinks were placed in front of him, she reached over him slowly, bracing her left hand on his left shoulder and allowing her breast to press against him as she took her vodka and cranberry. Her touch was electric; he couldn't fight back the almost instant rise of his manhood.

She walked away with a rhythmic motion that hypnotized him with every move - she gave a slight look over her shoulder, just enough to see him out the corner of her eye, he was salivating. He'll come over to me she thought - it's just a matter of time. He returned to his friends, but he was no longer paying attention to their words - his focus had shifted away to her; they exchanged glances, smiles and winks while they occasionally took part in the conversations at their tables. They were having a conversation of their own which did not require words. There was only one topic they wanted to discuss. She got up and headed in the direction of the bathroom - he thought to himself, this might be the only opportunity I get for the night to speak to her unhindered, no friends, no ease droppers, less noise; "masai, I coming back jus now" he told his friends as he got up and strode in her direction.

She glanced over her shoulder in anticipation, just as she expected, she thought to herself, he's following me. She continued passed the bathroom and slinked round the corner and disappeared into the darkness. Where the hell did she go, he thought as he hastened his pace. He quickly moved passed the bathroom, round the corner then stopped - damn it! There was no sign of her. He continued hesitantly to what seemed to be the end of the building and peered around the corner into the darkness - he could barely make out a silhouette. Pssst! The sound came from the darkness. "Are you looking for me?" The voice sounded familiar - he searched is inebriated mind for a comparative voice, could it be her, it must be, he did not see anyone else head in that direction. "What if I were?" he replied to the silhouette. "If you were, then you found me" she said. He moved slowly in the direction of the voice. He was getting closer, the scent of her perfume grew stronger with every step he took, finally he could hear her breath - her breath hastened as he got closer, until he was standing right in front of her. "Now that I have found you, now what." he whispered.

She grabbed him and pulled him in close kissing him passionately - he returned her kiss with equal intensity. She moved her hands to his crotch, feeling his cock, throbbing and stiff with anticipation - his mind reeled, somewhere between disbelief and excitement. He grabbed hold of her ass and pulled her pelvis to meet his - he began grinding on her; dry fucking her. Their breathing quicken, they could barely contain the animal lust that was consuming them. He moved his lips away from hers and spun her around, so that he had full view of that gorgeous ass. He moved in closer and began kissing the nape of her neck, his left hand against the wall and his chest pressing against her back. Hurriedly he undid his belt, unfastens the button of his jeans and unzipped them. Excited by the sound of him dropping his pants, she pushed her ass back until she felt his stiff cock rest right between the crack of her ass and she began moving slowly up and down his cock.

It was as much as he could take. He reached around the front of her shorts and undid the button and zipper - he slides it off, hurriedly. Squatted at her ass, he began kissing and nibbling each butt cheek - then he came to his feet. She braced both hands against the wall, tilted her back forward while push her ass back and spread her legs slightly. He slipped on his condom quickly. Cock in hand he began rubbing it against her pussy - teasing her just a little, he motioned forward and back, forward and back, forward and back. "What the fuck! Give it to me now" she said through her teeth. That's just what he wanted to hear. He slid his cock deep into her wet warm pussy, aaaaah, she exhaled, as if having waited so long for this moment, that cock.

He grabbed hold of her hips and with every tug back on his cock he thrusted deep into her. The sound of the music blaring around the corner was all there was to drown out the sound of his pelvis slapping against her ass, and the groans of ecstasy come from them. His cock slipped in and out of her pussy faster and deeper with every stroke, with the intermittent long slow stroke. Fuck this felt good, her pussy was dripping and he was doing all that he could to make this moment last longer. He stopped for a second attempting to delay his ejaculation, she was having no part of that, she wanted to feel his cock moving inside of her, she wanted to feel that cock explode now. She began fucking him, moving herself up and down the length of his cock, damn, it felt good, her waist began rolling and in like fashion his cock moved inside her, she moved faster now pushing back harder against his cock. "Fuck that pussy baby, fuck it hard." He returned his hands to her hips and began thrusting deeper inside her, "yes, yes, like that fuck me, fuck me...oh fuck, fuck, I'm cumming, shit I'm cumming baby...aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!" The sound of her coming excited him he felt his cock begin to pulse and contract, his thrust became even deeper and faster, "fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm...ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh! Their knees buckled and his weight collapsed against her back. It was an intense orgasm. He withdrew his cock from her slowly still breathing heavily, he bent over to pull his pants up.

She too was putting her pants back on and straightening up herself so that she could unassumingly emerge from the darkness. While he was still fumbling in the darkness she began making her were back - "hey wait, I never got your name", he blurt out. "I never gave it" she replied. She never broke stride, didn't stop, didn't turn back, she just kept walking, back to the light, the music, her drink and her friends. His mouth fell open. He was in disbelief. He did the same. "Garson, weh you come from since de time." asked one of his friends. "Boy if I tell you you would not believe."