Claire
Liam’s charm is incomparable to any other man I’ve encountered. His suave, confident demeanor precedes him, and I can’t truly decide if it’s something I enjoy or fear.
As Charlotte leaves the club, I find myself alone with Liam. The man I’ve just met that has me coming in the corner of the club. I can’t help but want more from him.
I scout the immediate area, and see a door labeled “powder room”. I guess this is as good as anywhere to satiate one’s desires in a club. Realistically, any place we would be that’s private is only semi-private.
But right now, I don’t care about that. What’s important is that I have that cock in me in some way, shape, or form. I know what I want and I’m not remotely afraid to go and get it.
I look in either direction. With my arm hooked around Liam, I lead us to the powder room. I lock the door behind us.
“Well, well. I suppose you’ve decided you want to get the full Liam Alton experience,” he says. He has such a smug look on his face. I can’t tell if I want to punch him and tell him never mind, or if I want to just grab his face and kiss him. Maybe both.
Live and in-person, I choose the latter. His kiss tastes sweet and slightly of alcohol. I never knew a mixture of those flavors could be incredibly enjoyable. As my tongue is in his mouth, I push my leg against his crotch and feel his girthy cock through his pants.
I’m instantly dripping wet. I’ll admit I don’t want to feed this fucker’s ego, but I can’t deny the blind lust I have for his cock.
I fight with his pants for the zipper and tear it down when I find it. My fingers unfasten the button on his pants, and I tug at the waist and yank them down.
I run my hand up his chest and feel every defined abdominal and pectoral muscles along the way. This man is built like a fucking Greek god.
I drop to my knees and stare down his solid black boxer briefs, outlining his monstrous cock. I grab onto the elastic and take a deep breath before pulling them down, uncaging the beast.
In front of me is a cock that has to be a foot long. My first thoughts are, right, this has to fit inside me. I don’t know if it will. I never had anything this big.
I swallow hard and tell myself that I just have to spit a lot and I’ll be fine. I could slide this is in.
I take Liam’s cock to my mouth. My tongue flicks against the head of his cock and I curl my lips over my teeth as he slides into my mouth.
In a slow, gentle rhythm, I bob my head on him, conjuring up as much saliva as I can. With the excess spit on his cock’s shaft, I take my hand and start pumping it along his cock, in tandem with my mouth. I figure I’d need both to give him the maximum experience.
Liam moans as his entire cock is entertained between my mouth and my hand.
“Fuck yeah, baby. Just like that. Mmmmph,” he says in low growls. My other hand creeps up to his balls and massages them as I work his cock. “Shit, Claire. God, yes.”
His precum leaks out onto my tongue. I swirl it against the head of his cock. I pull my hand off his cock’s shaft and push him to the back of my throat.
He brings his hand to the back of my head and pushes my face further against his cock. I let his cock slide into my throat, and I bob my head back and forth, letting it fuck my throat.
He starts thrusting his cock against my face, humping me until his cock is throbbing hard and swelling more in my throat. He grunts and growls as his pelvis slams against my lips and nose.
I can’t help but let my hand slither down to my pussy. I start rubbing my clit in circles as he fucks my face. I remind myself that we’re in the powder room of a very busy club. Someone could walk in literally any second and see that we’re in the middle of getting our freak on. However, I can’t get my body to care about that right now.
Liam’s thrusts slow for a moment, and as I begin to think he’s going to pull out, his cum gushes into my mouth and my throat. At the same time, my clit has me high with orgasmic pleasure.
I push his cock out from my throat and ease it into my mouth so his cum hits my tongue. I lap at the cum as it shoots in spurts into my mouth. He pulls out when he finishes.
As I come down from my own orgasm, I swirl his cum in my mouth. I stick my tongue out for a moment, playfully showing off for him. He strokes my hair with his fingers and smiles down at me.
I bring myself back up to my feet. I bring my hands to either side of Liam’s face and pull him to me and kiss him hard, cum still filling my mouth. I shove my tongue into his mouth and force his cum to follow.
We trade his creamy liquid between our mouths in a long, steamy kiss. He pushes it back into my mouth one last time and I happily swallow the cum-saliva mixture.
I smile at him, my thighs hot from sheer desire for his cock. Without missing a beat, Liam spins me around and forces me against the counter. I stare at him in the mirror, situating his cock against the entrance to my pussy.
Just as I expect him to slide in, he slides downward, rubbing the shaft of his cock against my pussy lips, getting it all lubed up with my own juices while teasing the fuck out of me. It makes me moan and arch my back. I love feeling his cock against my cunt and I feel my heart racing as I anticipate him sliding into me.
The tip rests right on my hole, and before he can push in, I push my ass out further, sliding his cock into me. He thrusts in immediately, and I weaken with delight.
A cock this big has never graced me before, but I’m over the fucking moon about it already. Liam thrusts in and out. With each pump, I push my ass out to take him in deeper.
I look forward, and see him behind me in the mirror. I watch his face, seeing his eyes roll back as he fucks me. Watching the pleasure in his expression is incredibly exhilarating.
I look at myself too, seeing my tits tossed about as he pumps hard into me. Seeing myself getting fucked is so satisfying. There’s so much raw sexual attraction between us and I can’t get enough of his cock.
His cock pushes hard against my G-spot as he fucks me, and I moan loud. If this weren’t a club with such loud music and such a busy atmosphere, I’m certain we’d be heard and would be caught in the act.
Good thing it’s so crazy, I feel no remorse squealing and moaning as loud as I want as he plows me here in the powder room.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy!” exclaims Liam. I look up at his face again and see that he’s been staring at my expressions too. Fucking hot.
“Fuck me harder!” I command. “I want to feel your cock as deep as it can go!”
Liam is not one to disappoint. He grabs my hips and slams his cock into me. Grinding his pelvis against me once he’s inside, he moves his massive cock around in my pussy, hitting sensations I don’t normally get to experience while I fuck.
I feel myself getting close to the edge. My toes are curling in my shoes, I’m gripping my fingers against the granite countertop, and I’m biting my lip hard. It’s been a while since I had an orgasm this good and I can’t help but ride with it.
Liam is grunting and panting behind me, exerting all the force he can into his thrusts. I can tell he’s getting close too.
I take in a deep breath, and as I do, my entire body starts tingling and my pussy muscles tighten around Liam’s cock.
“I’m going to come!” I scream out to Liam. I plant my feet as best I can on the floor, but they immediately curl right back up at the thrust that drives me into climax.
I float in ecstasy as Liam pile-drives my pussy and soon after my own release, I feel his cock tighten and throb around my tight hole.
“I’m coming!” he shouts quickly before his cum shoots hard into my cunt. He fills me so much that cum is leaking out as more is pouring in; it’s too much for me to contain all. I’m so full that I’m literally bursting at the seams.
Liam’s thrusts slow down, and soon end. He pulls himself out of my pussy, and as he does, his cum drips right out of me.
I look up again at him in the mirror and smile. He returns a wide grin back at me.
“So, does my reputation hold true?” he says. What a goddamn narcissist. But I can’t lie. It does.
“I don’t know yet. I might have to test it out a few more times before I can give a solid answer, Mr. Alton,” I respond, as catty as I possibly can.
“Oh, I see. I think I could arrange that. I’ll see where you fit in my calendar,” he cleverly replies.
I roll my eyes at him and situate my clothes so I don’t look quite like I’ve just been fucking in a powder room. I walk to the door, meeting with his eyes as I walk away and open the door.
I leave the room and wait a few feet from the door. After getting himself back together, he follows, and we meet back in the main entrance to the club.
“Shall we dance?” Liam proposes. He lays his hand out in front of me. I lay mine over his, and we walk together to the dance floor.