When I met Ms. Trouble

I sighed by letting out a groan as I sipped on my wine.

“22 and still can’t get a hold of myself.” I thought.

I sat the cup down, leaning against the counter I watch as men and women dance, make-out on sofas, and drink the night away.

I hadn’t felt this free since I moved out of Washington, and the thought of it all kept me relieved.

I was now old enough to do as I pleased, flirt with whomever, and never really have to care to hide how hella horny I get sometimes and that sometime was now.

My mind wandered as I watched a pretty girl who stood at the corner of the room, she wore a hot skinny red dress with heels that matched perfectly and to top it off she had red lipstick to really bring out the memo.

“I don’t like women.” I said to myself.

But the way her stare seductively watched my every move turned me on.

I bit my bottom lip, holding back any dirty thoughts.

The girl, a year or two older than I swiftly moved to a hallway and before walking into it’s darkness she gave me a wink as if urging me to follow.

And so I did.

I couldn’t let this opportunity fly out the window.

I mean, let’s have a little fun why not.

I walked down the hall and noticed that the lights in one room were turned low. I opened the door and there she was, sitting on the bed, her dress already on the floor.

She wore a kinky little under outfit of thongs and a tiny bra. I close the door, throwing off my jacket and shirt but leaving the jeans.

I stepped closer and looking into her eyes I saw smudges of mascara here and there.

“Heartbreak?” I question her. She slowly nods letting out a soft “Yes.”

“Well if you want, I can fix that.” I give her a smug look and without hesitation she pulls me on-top of her, kissing me slowly.

“Please do.” She mutters under her deep breaths.

I pick her up by the waist sitting her into my lap. “Damn baby girl, your light.” I manage to say.

Pulling her closer I kiss her chest and she lets out a pretty moan as she pushes back her long brown hair and my adrenaline pumps faster.

“I want to hear more.” I whisper into her ear and she smirks at me.Throwing her onto the bed I spread her legs.

I gently let my two fingers slide into her already wet pussy. She gasps tightening herself around me. And it turns me on even more as I feel myself become wet.

In, and out, I let my finger go faster at my every movement.

Her moans are slow, but quicken as they echo against the off white walls.

Good thing no one can hear her over that loud ass music.

I lean down whispering into her ear. “Damn you make this sound so sexy.”

“My turn.” She whines, pushing me to lay on the bed.

“Take off your pants.” She demands and I do so.

After i’m done she takes a look at me and nods, walking to the closet she brings out a strap on dildo.

My eyes grow wide as she puts it on. Fixing myself into the right position, she pushes it in and I let out a whimper as my body shivers.

“O~oh, baby! AH~” I let out a grunt gripping the bed covers.

It was vibrating, on both ends so I knew she was having fun.

A low growl escaped her lips.

“She finds pleasure in my screams.” I say to myself.

Time freezes and all I can hear is the soft creaking of the bed and our individual huffs. Now what i’m feeling is just simply too damn indescribable.