A good night out (Part 1)

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A good night out (Part 1)It is a Saturday night in the city and Ellie is bouncing to down the few steps that led to the booming night club behind her. She tries to peer between the crowds around her, flickering her mascara heavy eyes searching for a familiar face. She sighs when she finds none. The search is only made more difficult by the fact her head only reaches the shoulders of most. In the light of the red neon lights, her a light tan complexion is painted a rosy pink, her wide eyes as sprayed with colour as well. Although her straight long hair holds its shade, a golden amber with an asymmetric cut. A fringe cuts slightly down the right of her face and dangles to her elbow. The left side, shorter, brushes against her shoulder.On her tech-camo styled; black & white nylon mini dress, the white is highlighted pink. She looks like she’s in a plastic wrapper, as the fabric sticks tightly to her curves. As of curves, the dress supports a large D-cup bust that protrudes firmly from her chest. All the while leaving a drooping neckline to reveal the top center of her breasts, cut in two by a clear ridge of cleavage.The dress clings around her modest waist line extending and expanding around the well-defined curvature of her rear. The nylon stops short at her upper thigh, leaving the remainder of her smooth legs bare, illuminating in the night. Below her legs, her heels. A necessary item in her opinion, because placed beside any one of her friends in heels, she could hide under their breasts.She clutches her small wallet dangling from her on a golden link chain, fumbling within it for her phone. She hasn’t seen sight with any of her friends since she went off to the bathroom and they’d been chatted to by some guys. She checked her messages for any: “We’re going to this place” or “Find us here”, her inbox remained empty. “They probably home with them” she thought to herself. “I guess it’s the night rider bus home…”. The night rider being an hourly route for afterhours bus journey, taking an additionally hour than usual with drunks vomiting and passing out on every second seat. Never a fun journey.As Ellie maneuvers through the crowd outside the club, she feels a deliberate tap on her shoulder. She turns around, to her surprise she does not find a friend but rather, someone she thinks of as…An acquaintance. His name is Liam, average sort of guy, 5’10’’, average body, nothing really standing out about him. Ellie still greets him with the same high pitch squeal she does with all the people she is friendly with, and gives him a small hug, before retreating a couple of steps. “Interesting finding you here. You out with the girls?” canlı bahis Liam asks, shifting them both to the side of the shuffling crowd. “Yeah…well…I was.” She rants, flicking her arm softly in the air, letting out some of her frustration. “They’ve pretty much ditched me at this point. If that wasn’t bad enough, they were my lift home…Now I gotta catch the bloody nightrider.” “Oh fuck” Liam replies, making a weak sympathetic face. “Yeah I know the night rider. I’ve had a few stories from those adventures.” He chuckles a little before continuing, “You might be able to meet someone.”Ellie thinks of the potential drunks she might encounter on the night rider and grimaces. She considers however, if Liam was around she might have a better time dealing with it. “Are you catching the night rider tonight?” she queries before placing her hand to his side. “because it’ll be great to have someone around with me.” She shows a small deliberate smile.“Nah, I’m actually driving myself home. Only had a couple of drinks.” He begins to explain, as he does, Ellie starts to softly stroke her hand against Liam’s side.“Although, I guess if you want, I can give you a lift.” He simpers, gracefully slipping his hand onto her hip. Ellie’s lips spread to a wide smile, she clasped her hand at his and said with her high pitch purr, “That’d be amazing”“If I recall, you live quite close to me”. Liam continues. Ellie replies with some nods. “Alright, no problem then” Ellie then draws him in and hugs him, her breasts being the only other part of her making contact. She gleams up to him and purred a high: “Thank you”. Peering back down at her, Liam notices her breasts brimming in her dress and the deep crest between them. He savors their warmth on his chest. However, he ensures his eyes were pointing to her face, especially her glimmering brown eyes. Not long later, she relaxes her grip on him and adjusts her purse to hang around her shoulder. She then starts querying him about where he was parked. Liam explains it’s a bit of a walk, but he knows a few alleyways they can cut through. Having danced in heels for the better part of the evening, Ellie agrees on the shorter route.As they walk through the city and cut along a tight alleyway, Ellie resumes complaining about her friends, particularly on their slutty behaviour. Liam simply hums in agreement to much of her ranting, eventually leading Ellie stop and burst, “What, do you really they’re not that bad?” Liam returns her a smirk, teasing “They’re no worse than say…you”.Ellie gapes her mouth wide in a pretence of shock as Liam just chuckles, “Oh please, don’t look so shocked. Seriously, how many bahis siteleri guys have you been with? Twenty…Thirty?”Ellie knows, at least roughly, it’s more than she wants to admit to him. She contemplates a witty response, however takes too long.“Too many to count?” Liam grins. Ellie gives a weak shove which knocks her back more than him. Her face grows flushed. “Yeah well…” she huffed, regaining her balance, “So what? Fucking is fun…And easy to get, like look at my big ass and tits…” she flicks her arms up and points to her breasts. She grins herself when she sees Liam leers down at them as she points. ‘So easy to play with men’ she thinks to herself. She peers down her breasts herself, and takes sight of the thick bulge pressing against Liam’s trousers. Almost immediately she drops her left hand and takes a rub of it. Liam peers to her with a quizzical expression. She muses about why she touched him, but struggles to find an answer, other than: “I am slut then” she mutters, peeking back up Liam with a grin on her lips. She cups her hand against his bulge, and pinches her fingers around it. Even underneath the fabric, she feels the warmth of his rigid cock. Ellie strokes the material vertically along his curve before fumbling her thumb to his zipper and drawing it down. With a quick flick she undoes his trouser button, slings her fingers underneath his briefs and enfolds his meat in her palm. Liam swathes his hand around the side of her neck and softly drags it around the rim of her neck. Carefully, he raises his hand up along her skin, and sinks his fingers into the streams of her hair. Once enveloped he locks his fingers together, forming a tight grip. With her strands being tugged, Ellie works out what he intends to do. ‘These are the best fuckers’ Ellie thinks to herself. ‘Although, the best way is to let him think he has control, is to push them opposite way, then yield.’ She pulls her head against his tugging, and like a spring she feels his grip tighten and arch her neck back. She peers down and sees him lean in. He nibbles at her collarbone. Ellie squeezes at his cock, it’s ripples pulsating in her hand. She considered whimpering to him of how big his cock is, like she often did, even for the small ones. This guy isn’t one of the small ones. She figures she can handle it with two hands no problem, a decent 8 inches, ‘yummy’. She attempts to lower herself, initially his hold on her hair restrains her from doing so. He eventually sees her intention and lowers his arm, although maintains his grip on her hair, lifting them up as if by an electricity. She drifts down to her knees. She would usually crouch, bahis şirketleri but wearing heels makes that near impossible to maintain.A car’s hooting echoes through the alleyway, along with far shouts and distant laughter. Liam’s heart races faster with every with whiz of cars going past. Ellie on the contrary remains calm, her heart pace thumbs with harsh thumbs. She stares at the eye of his cock, gripped firmly in her hand. As the firm flesh pulsates, a bead of liquid forms from it like syrup seeping from a tree log. She peeks up to Liam, her smirk thickening into a smile. She softly licks at the underneath of its head and runs her thumb over the eye. The slick glimmers on top of the pink flesh. Although, it is soon enveloped by Ellie’s lips.Ellie presses her tongue up against the ridges of Liam’s cock. She tightens her thumb and hand like a pincer to the base of his shaft. She then starts that perpetual motion she has ole so many times before. Stroking the base of the shaft, she swoops her mouth and tongue against his cock. The tip grazing against the roof of her mouth or inner cheek. She moans she moves, each head pop making her underwear a drip wetter than before. The warmth of his flesh drifting to the other regions of her body, namely her groin. Ever as always, the bumps of a cock echoes with tingles through her body, prickling the hair on the back of her neck and arms.Liam leaves her to her job, taking pleasure with each soft abrasion. He peers down at her as she gurgles and groans, taking sight of the long shadow of cleavage slicing between her breasts. He lowers his hand only reaching her shoulder and is disappointed when he can only reach her shoulder. He decides to rest his hand between her shoulder and neck, softly rubbing her collarbone with his thumb whilst firmly pressing his fingers against her shoulder, reminding her of his bearing.Shadows crawl behind Ellie as she kneels. Liam peeks to the alleyway to see a group of men. Seemingly all drunk in some regard, they are quietly drifting towards them. Liam feels a stiff cold envelope him, half afraid of what they are going to do, half curious of Ellie will do. Her tongue seems to make a movement around the base his head, he decides they’ll probably keep moving along, or at least hopes they do. He drags her by the shoulder to envelope him whole, her nose brushing against his waist. The group leers at them as they stumble forward. They’re an assortment of four men: one small in height, another medium; 2 of them were tall, at least half a foot taller than Liam, one of which hosting a thick gut. As the men approach the two of them, the small one tips his flat cap to Liam and gives him a wink. Liam merely smiles and winks in return. The small one shares expressions with other men and slowly they all encircle Ellie and Liam.(If you want more, hit me up and tell me, under development)

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