Saturday Night

By Jack Matricks

 

It was a highly active busy night   in the New York Night Club known as Saturday Night. But then again the place was always jumping on Fridays. It was for this reason that Michael and his friends opted to have his birthday party there.

 

“This place is off the charts,” one of his friends remarked as a small group of scantily clad women walked by. We must come here more often,” he added with a smile.

 

“Hey! Whose birthday party is this again?” Michael rebutted – taking a sip from his drink.

 

“You the man today,” he agreed. Michael was going to comment when he stopped. He looked over to the left along the bar and saw a hot looking woman gazing in his direction with a mix of amusement and interest in her eyes.

 

“I think our friend saw something he wants for his present,” one of his other friend playfully remarked. It was only then that Michael realized that he was staring at her. He quietly laughed blushed and shook his head.

 

“You are cruising buddy,” he stated shaking his head.

 

“Heads up – incoming,” one of the other friends remarked. Michael looked over and saw her heading their way. Michael smiled and regained his composure.

 

“Hi there,” she said – not paying attention to Michael’s friends.

 

“Want to dance?” Michael offered.

 

“Thought you’d never ask,” she rebutted as the two headed out to the crowded dance floor. Once there the two started to move to the music. As they danced, Michael could not help but notice how the woman’s clothes accentuated every feminine curve of her body. “I haven’t seen you or your friends here before,” she added.

 

“Visiting from up north,” he replied.

 

“That would explain that then. So what brings you here?” she asked – moving closer to him – a broad smile on her face.

 

“Uh – business – yeah,” he replied.

 

“You sure about that?” she teased.

 

“Having a hard time thinking straight for some reason,” he rebutted. I’m Michael by the way,” he introduced.

“Jenna,” she replied with a wink.

 

“So this is your haunt Miss Jenna?” he asked as he watched as she turned around. Her short, dark, purple skirt hugging her shapely hips.

 

“Call me Jen if you want to be formal,” she teased. “All my – close – friends do,” she added with a wink.

 

“We’re close friends? I thought we just met,” he mused.

 

“Well, I was sort of hoping we could – get closer. If I was wrong,” she began.

 

“Oh no! I mean no. I would like that a lot,” he rebutted.

 

“I was hoping you might,” she said as she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck – the two of them still moving to the tempo of the music. Michael closed his eyes and slowly slid his hands down the small of her back and pulled her close. It was then that the two looked at each other and slowly leaned closer and closer to each other until their lips lightly touched. Thus their dance began.

 

Slowly she moved away from him and began to move in perfect time with the music. She smiled as she saw that her eyes were completely fixated on her – more specifically on her rather large boobs. She was wearing a rather tight dark purple top that left little to the imagination and as she got into the music – her arousal became more and more apparent.

 

Jen turned around and smiled as he moved in close to dance with her. She moved her hips back and ground them against him and smiled even more when she felt that he too was getting aroused – very much so!

 

Michael placed his hands on her hips as he let the music take control. Slowly – his hands worked their way up her sides. Jen looked down and watched as his slender warm hands slowly worked their way up to her full rounded breasts. She looked over her shoulder and smiled at him as she felt his hands gently groping her big boobs. She moaned quietly as his fingers traced over her hardening nipples. Even through the fabric the sensation sent a shiver down her spine.

 

“I take it you like my boobs,” she whispered to him. He didn’t reply. Instead he moved her hair aside and began to lavish her neck with attention as his hands continued to play with her boobs. Jen smiled as she felt his lips – his tongue – his hot breath on her neck – his hands all over her able breasts. She reached up and ran her fingers through his hair as the music continued to echo around them. But at this point – it was nothing but a faint whisper. The people around them were nothing but formless shadows. All that was there was them. All they could hear was the pounding of their hearts. All he could smell was her intoxicating scent. All they could feel was each other – everything else was little more than a figment of their erotic imagination.

 

The two continued to move to the music as though it controlled them – at this point it seemed like the only thing that could come close to controlling them. It was then that she moved one of her hands up to one of the slender – warm hands that was teasing her nipples through her top. She squeezed the hand gently and then slowly moved it down her belly. She looked over her shoulder at the man that was still kissing – licking – and sucking on her neck in a way that was powerfully erotic. She continued moving his hand down her body until it was down by her short skirt.

 

As if sensing what she was asking of him – his hand began to caress her thigh. She groaned. She was going to tell him what to do but remembered where they were. They were still in the middle of a dance floor. It was then that she felt his hand working its way up under her tight little skirt. She parted her knees a bit – giving his hand easier access.

 

Quietly she moaned as she felt his fingers trace their way delicately over her moist, lacy, thong panties. The heat from his slender fingers shot up to the very core of her being. The sensations of feelings his fingers – the base music and the arousal that was growing and growing within her began to slowly overpower. Powerful waves of pleasure began to wash over her from where he kissed her neck – touched her boobs and felt between her legs. A gasp escaped her lips as his fingers pushed the crotch of her panties aside – exposing her moist wet flesh to a rogue breeze that drifted through the club.

 

A hand shot up and gripped the back of his neck. She had to bite her lip to suppress the urge to cry out as she felt fingers beginning to tenderly touch her now completely naked vagina. She was so wet that she swore her thighs must have been soaked – but she was beyond caring. All that mattered to her was the immense pleasure she was feeling. All of the lights above began to blur together as his fingered began to skillfully work their magic between her legs. She closed her eyes and quickly moved her other hand down between her legs.

 

“I need more – not here,” she said under her breath. The two worked their way through the dancing crowd that still seemed oblivious to the fact that the two of them were all but having sex in front of them. The two made their way to a discreet shadowed corner that was hidden by a towering speaker. Once there the two began to passionately kiss. Inhibitions were beginning to seem like an abstract concept as the music – the mood and the strong physical attraction between them took control. It was then that she motioned for him to back up.

 

“What?” he asked curiously – partially afraid that he had moved a touch too fast. A smile crept across his face when she hiked up her skirt above her waist – completely exposing her cute – moist lacy panties. He watched as she slowly – erotically – seductively pulled the tiny garment all the way down to her ankles and kicked them up to her hand. He took a moment to admire how her clean-shaven pussy looked in the flickering light. All throughout her little strip tease her eyes never left his. She could tell how badly he wanted it – the growing bulge in his pants was a dead give away.

 

“On your knees. I want to feel your tongue down there,” she all but demanded. Obediently – with a smile he got down on his knees before her and placed his hands on her shapely hips – sliding them around back to give her round bum a quick squeeze. She then raised one leg – exposing her moist vagina to him. It was the first time he had seen it. It looked so tasty – so inviting. She rested her calf on his shoulder and used her leg to playfully guide him to where she wanted him to be.

 

The scent of her womanly lips overpowered him.

 

Jen leaned against the wall behind her for support. Ever since they started fooling around on the dance floor – she wanted – NO she needed this. She could feel his hot breath between her legs. She almost whimpered as he seemingly teased her. But mercifully it did not last long. She felt his hands squeeze her bum and then felt his lips touch hers and felt his hot – soft – wet tongue probe her moist inner depths. She moaned as she hiked up her top revealing just how big her boobs really were. He couldn’t see her playing with her own breasts as his attention was down below. She played with her nipples – teasing them as the sensations from the oral stimulation below continued to mount.

 

Quietly he moaned. The vibrations – of god she swore they shot to the core of her being causing her to tense up. Like a powerful eruption – a powerful orgasm began to grip her. She gasped and moaned as her body began to tense up. Not once did he let up. It was as though he could sense the urgency of her need to cum and he was not going to stop until he was sure she was satisfied. She cried out as the last powerful jolt of her orgasm rocked her. The two were mildly concerned that her outcry might have alerted the others to their activities – but luckily the music was so loud that they thought it was just part of the song.

 

Slowly Michael got up – Jen was a little shaken as she lowered her leg back down to the floor. It was then that he noticed that her breasts were completely exposed. She smiled as he leaned over and took one on the nipples on her big boobs in his mouth. She closed her eyes and ran her fingers through his hair and moved her other hand down to the front of his pants. He licked his way up from her nipple and began to kiss her some more. She could taste her orgasmic juices on his lips and tongue.

 

“How do you want it?” he whispered to her. She smiled as she turned around and spread her legs slightly. He smiled at her and unzipped his pants. He looked around to make sure that no one was looking – but everyone was too into what they were doing and who they were with to notice them. Slowly he pulled his pants down. His erect penis was throbbing with anticipation as he made his way over to where she was waiting. She looked over her shoulder and saw him behind her. She was going to say something when she felt the heat from his cock approaching her dripping wet lips. She parted her legs some more – allowing him easier entry. Slowly – very slowly – she felt her vagina parting as his manhood slowly pushed up into her body slowly filling her completely – not just on a physical level – it felt deeper than that.

 

An involuntary moan escaped her mouth as she felt his hips press up against her bum. Every inch of him was inside her. Words couldn’t describe the ecstasy  she was feeling as he began to slowly – methodically move his body against hers. He moved her hair aside and began to kiss her neck – much like he did on the dance floor – and once again – like on the dance floor his hands made their way to her boobs. Only this time – they were free of their restrictive clothing this time.

 

He groaned as he began to get more into it. He began to almost spank her bum with her hips causing gasps with each thrust. All Jen could do was moan helplessly as he pleasured her. She supported herself against the speaker that hid them. She reached behind her and grabbed his bum – digging her fingernails in as she began to feel herself loose control again.

 

“I’m almost there,” he whispered in her ear. Jen but her lip as though she sought to suppress the urge to explode all over the cock that was fucking her but he could tell that she couldn’t last. It was then that he groaned. She could feel his cock twitching inside her tight hot pussy. She gasped as her vagina began to contract around the probing pulsating flesh inside her body. The two could feel each other’s hearts jack hammering where their two bodies touched. They were both breathing heavily. Jen’s boobs heaved with each labored breath. Carefully he slid his cock out of her body. She turned around and looked at him.  

 

“I though for sure someone heard us,” she began as she tauntingly played with her huge boobs. “But I really didn’t fucking care,” she added as she slowly knelt down before him.

 

“What do you think you’re doing?” he teased as she began to stroke his wet penis. She looked up at him and then traced her tongue up the shaft. He closed his eyes as she continued her oral manipulation. Slowly – in spite of the fact that he had just cum – he could feel his cock slowly growing in her mouth. Slowly she slid her mouth up and down the shaft – teasing it with her tongue in a very skillful manner. She gripped the shaft with her hand as she slid it out of her mouth. She stroked it gently teasingly licking it while looking up at him.

 

“How long will it take you to cum?” she asked seriously.

 

“Keep doing that – not long,” he admitted.

 

“Any preference?” she asked teasingly.

 

“Excuse me?” he asked.

 

“Where do you want to shoot it silly? It is your birthday right?” she teased giving the head of his cock another coiled lick. “Mouth? Boobs somewhere else?” she suggested – not taking her eyes off his. “Tell me where you want to cum,” she cooed seductively – not slowing her stroking motion.

 

“On your boobs,” he groaned. She could tell that he was almost there. She thrust her chest out for him. Her boobs looked so amazing that he could barely keep himself from exploding. He watched helplessly as he could feel his body loose control. Within her fingers she could feel his cock beginning to twitch. He gasped. He had reached the top. The two of them watched as his penis shot its hot load all over her breasts. He gasped as he came down from his orgasm, he watched as she smeared his cum all over her boobs and then licked her hand clean.

 

“I had a hunch you wanted that,” she teased as she slowly got up. Much to her surprise he leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. “You are something else Michael,” she mused.

 

“I was going to say the same about you,” he said between gasps.

 

“You going to live?” she teased. He took a few seconds to catch his breath and nodded. “I have a little problem,” she pouted playfully. He was going to ask when he watched her beginning to fondle her breasts – provocatively teasing her nipples.

 

Jen then moved her knees apart and then slid one hand down between her legs and began to masturbate in front on him. “You don’t mind do you?” she asked. She closed her eyes and moaned. “That feels so good,” she said. Her eyes opened slightly and looked down at his cock. Once again it was showing signs of life. He stepped forward and lifted her up effortlessly. She watched as he reached between their legs – between their bodies and aimed his hard penis with her wet vaginal lips. A sigh escaped her lips as she felt herself slowly sliding down – felt his penis – his cock slowly sliding up into her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began to grind her hips against him with every slow move he made. She reached up and gripped the top of the speaker for balance and support. She looked down and watched as he once again took one of her erect nipples in his mouth. Fuck, it felt good. She felt his hands on her bum – on her boobs. She felt his penis buried deep within her wet inner depths. She felt his mouth – tongue – lips all over her boobs. Against her will her body tensed.

 

“Oh god – don’t stop! Please,” she begged as the familiar sensation that had overpowered her before began to do so again. It was like his throbbing manhood had hit a secret switch deep within her body that made her want to melt all over him. As quickly as it came – it passed – but he wasn’t done. He continued to play with her – touch her – caress her body – taste her. He wasn’t done and that suited her fine. She released the speaker and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She could hear him groaning. He was starting to get into it. She knew what that meant. He was almost there.

 

Jen closed her eyes. She could feel the penis in her body beginning to throb and pulse. She could feel his heart racing. She could feel the base from the speaker behind her. All of it caused her to moan loudly. It was happening again. He groaned and gripped her tightly as he reached that point of no return. She could feel his cock unloading inside her. Feeling his hot load pumping inside her sent her over the edge. She tensed up and dug her fingernails into his shoulders. The two then collapsed to the floor.

 

Slowly the two began to adjust their clothes. Michael reached over and picked up Jen’s thong and handed it to her. Jen crawled over to where he was and kissed him on the lips. She took the underwear and slipped them into his shirt pocket. She whispered something to him – winked and then slowly slipped out from their little hiding spot.

 

Michael sighed as he slowly got up and made his way back into the club. People were still dancing – the music was still loud. It was as though no one knew what he had been doing. He looked around for any sign of Jen but she wasn’t there. In fact there was no one that even looked close to looking like her. He shook his head and made his way over to where his friends at the bar still were.

 

“The man returns. We were going to send a search party out for you,” one of his friends teased.

 

“If you spent that much time on the dance floor – I hope you at least got her phone number. In Michael’s mind he remembered what she whispered to him and shook his head. “You didn’t even get her number? You are hopeless,” he teased.

 

“Maybe next time,” one of his other friends consoled.

 

“I think we should head out before this place gets crazy,” Michael suggested. The group settled their account and began to make their way out of the club. Michael stopped at the door and looked around one more time. He reached in his pocket and took out the thong Jenna had given to him before they parted. “I think I’ll come by this way again,” he said with a smile as he picked up his pace to catch up with his friends.

 

End