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The Voices in My Head

Just a girl with paper and pen trying to sort out what is in her head.
3 years ago. October 10, 2020 at 5:50 AM

Trying my hand at writing and finding that I’m liking it!  Please let me know what you think!  💕 

 

 


The beat of the music finds it’s way to the beat of my heart and they feel one and the same.

 

Taking a sip of my Jack and Coke I let the burn sink in and it’s not long before a warmth takes its place. Setting it down I hop off the stool and stand wishing I had chosen a different dress. One wrong move and my ass will be on display.  Ahh... who am I kidding? I love this dress.


Gripping the railing above the dance floor, my eyes close, and I breathe in the smell of sweat, adrenaline, and anticipation.  This is my favorite spot here in the dim corner, my secret looking glass.  I glance down and watch groups of hopeful girls grinding their way in the direction of any free guy. Other groups seem content laughing and dancing with each other unaware of the hunger around them.  Then there are those who have already been found or came together.... you know, they are two bodies but you can’t tell where one ends and the other begins.

 

My eyes scan, taking in the scene below and land on a couple dancing off to the side. Her hips gently sway as his hand is crushing her ass taking her exactly where he wants her to be.  The other hand has made its way up her shirt and I can’t help but blush. I should look away....   but I can’t.  My bottom lip finds its way between my teeth as I watch his lips lower down to her neck. They think they are safe under the cover of bodies on the floor,  but from up here, you can see everything.  I feel a familiar wetness settle in as I shift back and forth in my heels.

 

Damn. What was I thinking coming here by myself. Who does that?  Me apparently. I do that.  Horny bitch.  Sighing, I reach over and take another drink, if nothing else at least I can entertain myself with a little buzz, right?

 

My hips once again find the beat of the music and I feel a warm flush tingle from my head down to my fingers. Thank you Mr. Daniels for this moment.

 

Humming myself into a secret space I move my hips as if they would find redemption. I’m instantly aware 2 arms have reached around me grasping the rail swallowing me between them. A body pushes against me moving in a seductive game of catch me if you can.  I turn to tell grinder that I’m not interested when I’m met with the most piercing blue eyes I have ever seen.  Oh, Fuck.

 

“Not yet kitten,” you whisper in my ear as goosebumps erupt over my skin.

 

Wait. Did I say that out loud?

 

Still swaying, your hand finds the back of my neck and you turn me back around so my back meets your solid body.  I reach my arm behind me to grab your neck and you grab my wrist, quickly pinning it behind my back. The ferocity of the moment lost by how fluidly you were able to subdue me.

 

“Tell me if you want me to stop kitten, I’ll walk away right now....”  you say, but you aren’t really speaking, it’s more of a growl.  It touched some primitive part of my, like awakening my soul.

 

Oh God, please.  I can’t think, I should say no. Right?  I look down at all the people dancing below and my heart starts racing. I know the blush I feel has made it up to my cheeks as I am searching to make sure no one is looking.

 

Your hand reaches between us, it settles on the inside of my thigh burning me with your touch as you move slowly up. Your fingers tease the outside of my panties like a feather, barely touching what I know you can feel is soaking wet.


“Don’t stop..... please...” I think I hear myself say.

 

My eyes are flitting over the crowd as your fingers move inside my panties and start to gently travel the length of my lips until they reach my clit. You give a light pinch and I feel my knees almost out as I gasp letting my eyes roll back just for a moment.  I grab your arm and know I’m leaving my mark on you as you chuckle. “Now, now kitten, no claws.”

 

I inhale as your fingers find their way inside me scissoring while your thumb presses into my button.  I can’t help but whimper and grind against you, desperate to find release. A third finger dips into my heat and I’m so close I hold my breath...

 

Without warning you are digging your hands into my hips, driving them back to meet your angle.  Oh, fuck yes. Slowly your cock pushes past my lips and sinks balls deep.  This is torture. Beautiful crazy intoxicating torture. Our bodies are one and move in sync with the music. Your shaft rubbing my special patch with every thrust.  So slow. Too slow. Wait no. Oh God, it’s not because I feel like I’m going to explode. My eyes grazing the crowd over and over as I try desperately to catch my breath...

 

and then it happens...

 

“Come for me, kitten. Fucking come for me now,” you command.

 

I’m falling, but not.  I’m taking in everything, but I can’t focus.  I’m gasping as my walls pulse around your cock and I feel it swell. You one hand lets my wrist go and I’m desperately bracing myself on the rail as you reach around and pinch my clit while the other has secured itself at the base of my hair pulling so not even a breath of space can come between us. One flick and I’m crashing into you all over again as I hear you growl your release.  Your breath in my ear drowning out the base of the music.

 

Slowly our bodies release from each other, your cum dripping down my leg.  Still catching my breath, I feel you adjust my panties back into place.

 

I reach over to grab a napkin off the table and you grab my wrist. “Leave it.”

 

I look back into your eyes searching ... for what,  I’m not sure....  I nod and look away.   Unable to process what just happened. I should be mortified, but I’ve been too busy riding the high and it felt fucking amazing.

 

Looking around the room, suddenly the music is too loud, it’s too warm, your stare a little too intense. You reach out your hand and mine meets it like they are meant to fit together.

 

You half drag me out of the club until the cold air breaches my lungs and reality slaps me across the face. You spin me around in the parking lot and my breath catches as you draw me near.

 

“Hmmmm. You are aware I can track your phone, right?” You say as my eyes widen in surprise.

 

Your lip curve up at the sides as you say, ”Are you ready to go home, Kitten?”

“Yes Sir....” 😏

Rebelmaster - I am he.....dear good girl...
3 years ago
kittenforplay​(sub female) - Ahhh... you are the maker of the music. 😘
3 years ago
Rebelmaster - Absolutely. I write music, perform, play the piano. I can make you melt in that sexy dress. We must talk....we are writers, could make reality....
3 years ago
kittenforplay​(sub female) - 💕 Feel free to message me any time. 😘
3 years ago
Rebelmaster - How? You and i are standard members. Must be a way.....mmmmmm
3 years ago
Rebelmaster - Good night...till tomorrow
3 years ago
kittenforplay​(sub female) - Goodnight 💕
3 years ago
My Dear{Trust} - Great read Doll!
3 years ago
GoldenIdol​(dom male) - I agree, a really good story once again. You really do have a gift for making people be able to relate to your experiences in the story. You also have a very clever mind being able to think of things like the cell phone tracker.

You do a great job of capturing the readers imagination. I look forward to reading more of your writings.
3 years ago

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