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As soon as we got there, he turned me around and bent me over the sink, pulling up my dress. I felt his mouth on me, and I let out a moan of surprise.
I’m not one for drinking too often and my friends have to drag me out sometimes. One night, however, I finally ran out of excuses not to go to the club with them. I usually don't wear too much makeup as I didn't really grow up doing it, but I managed to put on some dark eyeliner that made my eyes really pop. I’m about 90% Japanese, so even without makeup (although I do take birth control to help with keeping me acne free), I can pull off a pretty good look because I have really nice skin and bright green eyes. For context, I’m pretty short, 5ft on the dot to be specific, and have jet black shoulder-length hair. I put on a tight black dress that my friend gave to me for my birthday as well as a lace choker I always like to have on me and we left for the night. Just for clarification, just because I don't like going out often doesn't mean I don't like having a good time. When I go I go, it’s just usually the next morning when I’m hungover that I swear to never go again. I didn't really have any expectations, but as the night went on, I and my friends met a couple of guys and were having casual conversations with them as the night went on and we had more and more drinks.
One of the guys though I just couldn't help but keep my attention on. He was tall, probably around 5,10’ or 5,11’, with short dark brown hair and these deep, extremely bright blue eyes that just radiated comfort and warmth. As the night went on and we all had a couple more drinks, we all had gotten to know each other a little better. I found out his name was Matthew, Matt for short and he was just so goddamn funny. He just kept teasing me about stuff as we talked and cracking well-timed jokes and I couldn't help but just laugh at everything that came out of his mouth. After about an hour or so, the last thing I saw was my friends exchanging smiles before them and the other guys disappeared into the crowd.
“Hey, I think I’m going to another club down the street to get another drink. You want to come with me?” I remember him saying to me.
He leaned in when he said it and I could smell the cologne he had on. It was like pine and oakwood and in that moment it was intoxicating. I of course said yes as I was having the most fun I had in a while, and we set off to the other club. When we got there we kept talking and he admitted that he doesn't really go out that much but getting to meet me was making it pretty worth it. My panties were practically soaking for this guy at this point, but it just kept getting better. Then he said something that practically made me gush.
“You have to use the bathroom? I kinda have to go use the bathroom”.
He said it as he glanced over at the single restroom in the bar area. I couldn't even say anything. I just eagerly nodded my head yes as somewhat of a squeak came out of my mouth. He chuckled at my response and grabbed my hand as he slowly led me to the bathroom. Time felt like it slowed down as I was led through the dimly lit club and into the bathroom. When we got in there He immediately grabbed my face and we started making out. It wasn't long before I got his shirt off and realized he was built. He had abs and I could see his underwear tightly gripping his hip bones around his waist. I literally yelped. He turned me around and bent me over the sink as he knelt down, pulling up my short dress over my ass. I felt his mouth on me, and I let out a loud moan of surprise, gripping the sink for balance. He pleasured me with his mouth and fingers, and I reached climax so quickly. I felt like a little whore moaning uncontrollably. He grabbed my ass as I turned around, locking lips with him, and then I dropped to my knees to return the favor. After pulling down his underwear, his arousal sprang free.
I took him in my hand and began to pleasure him. My body was vibrating with excitement, and I had never wanted to show my appreciation so badly. I had never done anything like this before and had never been so horny. I took him in my mouth, and I heard him moan for the first time that night, which turned me on even more. As I pulled away, I saw the evidence of my passion on his skin, and I wiped it with my finger, tasting it as I looked into his eyes. He picked me up and bent me over the sink again. I felt him at my entrance, and then he entered me fully. I gasped at his size, but I was ready for him. He moved slowly at first, then faster, pinning my arms to the sink. I moaned loudly, and he covered my mouth with his hand while kissing my neck. My hand went down to touch my most sensitive spot.
It only took moments before I knew I was about to climax again. I knew he was close too. I grabbed his hand and told him I wanted him to finish inside me. I take birth control, and I was ready for this. Suddenly I climaxed so hard that my legs felt weak, and I heard him moan as he reached his peak within me. We ended up sitting down on a pile of our clothes on the floor, out of breath and smiling like dumbasses. I kissed him again and we got back up as I checked myself in the mirror. I literally had my hair fucked up and the eyeliner on my left eye smeared. I fixed it up as he zipped up his pants and put his shirt on.
“Wanna go get another drink?”
Long story short we have another date in a week.