The music is pounding, and Aylah's in the mood for only one thing- sex. When she picks out her prey, he can't resist her. Will they make it as far as his house, or will she love him and leave him before they even make it out the door?
Warning: this 3300 word erotic short story contains explicit anal sex, sex with strangers, multiple orgasms, mild exhibitionism, and more!
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When she reaches him, she moulds herself up against his body as a hello. She mouths one, too, and he says something back, but it’s lost in the roaring ocean of sound. He raises his eyebrows in what might be an apology but Aylah doesn’t care. She’s not here to talk.
Still, she shrugs, smiles and holds a hand up to her ear to show that she can’t hear him. It’s just common courtesy.
It doesn’t matter that they can’t speak, anyway- body language is more than enough for her purposes. The beat pounds through her, rattling in her ribcage, and Aylah grinds her body against his. His hips roll hard against her ass. She can already feel the building warmth inside her, a desperate itch that makes her press back against him.
Aylah’s got glitter on her skin, and enough alcohol in her veins to make the whole world slow and beautiful. Concentrating only on him is easy. She and he are the only real things in the world, narrowed down to a pinpoint focus. Everyone else in the place might as well be cardboard cutouts for all she cares. She loops her arms around him backwards and grinds her ass on his crotch, and she feels more than hears the low noise he makes.
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Published June 10, 2012
Erotica, Literature & Fiction.