My Swollen Slippery Pussy Got Fucked at the Club

 My Swollen Slippery Pussy is Ready!

Swollen slippery pussy was ready when I first arrived at the club. I took a shot of whiskey, then headed out onto the dance floor. As I danced, I got the sense someone was staring at me. I opened my eyes and glanced at the people around me. I saw him immediately. Standing unmoving amongst the crowd about six feet away from me, his dark eyes were fixed intently on me. When he saw me notice him, he began to walk towards me with his trademark half smile on his chiseled face. I hadn’t seen Sean in several months, not since he had taken a job a state away. We still texted back and forth, but he hadn’t mentioned anything about coming in to visit any time soon.

“Sean! What are you doing here?” I yelled at him, trying to be heard over the thrumming baseline.

He wrapped me up in a tight hug before grabbing me by the hand and leading me to the door to the patio so we could have a conversation without screaming over the music. My swollen slippery pussy knew what was coming!

“It was a last-minute trip for work, I only flew in this morning. And I have to leave tomorrow, unfortunately. I tried to call earlier but I must have just missed you,” he said, with an amused look. “You don’t think I’d forget about you, do you?”

“Well, I’m glad you’re here. Even if you didn’t give me a heads up,” I said teasingly.

We weaved our way through the crowd to the other side of the club. I had assumed that he was leading me to the front door so we could get out of there and head back to my place. Instead, he turned and headed towards the bar. He motioned for me to stay put as he walked around the bar to whisper to the bartender. The bartender glanced at me and smiled then grabbed a key from under the register and handed it to Sean.

Whimpering, my hips pushed forward of their own accord, trying to force his fingers deeper inside me. He pulled back until only the tips of his fingers remained inside my swollen slippery pussy just far enough to taunt and tease me as we were making sensuous love. Letting go of my throat, he picked me up and sat me down on the edge of the desk. Sean dropped down in front of me, pushing my legs open wide. He leaned forward until I could feel the heat of his breath on my hairless pussy.

Using his thumbs he spread my lips wide until he could see inside me. My legs tried to close and he roughly shoved them apart again. He rose up and pulled up my shirt and began to kiss and lick at my erect nipples. As his fingers began to slip in and out of my swollen slippery pussy, his teeth nipped at the side of my breast. When his teeth clamped down on the sensitive skin I cried out and started to cum, unable to hold it back any longer. My arms wrapped around him tightly, pulling myself as close as I could.

Before my orgasm was complete, my swollen slippery pussy pumped hard!

I could feel my cum trickling down out of my pussy to coat the inside of my thighs. He studied me for a moment as I lay there, legs spread and almost in tears with need. Yanking me to my feet he gave me a quick kiss, spun me around, and bent me over. After flipping my skirt up, he grabbed my arms and pulled them around, holding them tightly crossed at the small of my back. My face was pressed into the hard surface of the desk and I heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down.

“Please…” I whispered as he teased me with the head of his cock, rubbing it across my clit to nudge at my pussy lips but stopping short of moving inside. I pushed back against him, desperate to feel him inside me. Sean watched me squirm, then without warning buried himself inside me.

My orgasm washed over me as his dick slammed into my swollen slippery pussy, over and over. He released my hands and grabbed me by the hips, holding me steady. The sharp, cool edge of the desk dug into my stomach, forcing the breath out of me with each rough thrust. My cries and moans were lost in the sound of the muffled dance music surrounding us and my clitoris pounded in time with the bass. He leaned down over me and paused, his lips by my ear, and whispered one word: “Mine.”
We finished at the same time, my pussy clamping down and squeezing his cock dry as we clutched each other, panting.

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