Chapter 116 Vignette 102
It was just one of the days where my husband and I fell out again.
For the past two months, it was beginning to feel like a routine. Every Sunday morning, my husband and I would quarrel over the littlest things.
It was becoming overwhelming.
Really.
I was tired of the relationship and the only thing that kept me was my four year old kid.
I didn't want my little princess to suffer the emotional trauma of having separated parents.
Not like our constant quarrels weren't trauma enough.
That very day, we almost fought.
But since it didn't happen, I had to leave the house before it actually did.
I needed some time off.
Some time off everything.. Including my daughter who can't stop crying.
I dressed up and dashed out of the house.
There was a newly built club in a nearby street.
A few hours with just that loud music and a glass of highly alcoholic drink wouldn't be bad to forget my worries, at least temporarily.
The place was always crowded and I always felt the beat of music in my chest despite the distance.
The hall I walked into was seemingly quiet, compared to the heat of the music coming from upstairs.
I sat on the couch, my entire body sinking into the softness.
There were only a few people there, music playing, most people dancing. While I just sat.. Watching.
I ordered a drink.
Obviously, alcohol
I consumed the whole bottle and I was beginning to feel dizzy.
Not much. Just that I didn't feel completely normal.
But I still needed more. To suit myself.
I ordered another
I poured nearly half of it inside the glass cup.
To my own surprise, I drank all of it in a gulp.
And then, I stood up, grabbing the half empty bottle.
Down there was too quiet for me.
I needed more noise. More heat.
More people to just stare at before I do something stupid and execute the thoughts I was already having in my head.
I walked up the stairs and halted in front of a door where two big men stood.
They had big arms. Very large.
It could barely relax on their ribs. I wasn't even sure they could touch the side of their own hips.
I thought I should just…Ignore them and walk into the door.
But they placated.
The drink in my hand nearly spilled on me from the abrupt blockage.
I stepped backward, looking up at their gigantic faces.
“why? Why won't you let me, huh? Come on, move, I need to distract myself.”
I tried to push through but they were obviously stronger.
“Tickets?" one of them asked above the din.
He pointed to the price pasted on the door post and I shook my head.
Such a small amount. I murmured.
I quickly pulled out some cash from my purse. I didn't even care to confirm how much it was.
I just…dropped it into the guard's hand.
Then the other one handed me a printed flyer.
I didn't even care to read what was written on it, all I remember was the photo of an almost completely naked woman.
She looked hot though.
The guard opened the door and I walked in.
“Holy hell!!” I exclaimed, my drunken eyes finally seeing the heat I was looking for.
Extremely loud music, disco lights and people whom I wasn't sure if they were putting on clothes.
Maybe they did.
Or maybe not.
I cleared my eyes, trying to see my surroundings clearly.
I walked close to two people who were sitting together, straining my eyes to see them clearly.
And when I got close, damn, they were not just sitting together. They were on each other.
I mean…she was sitting on him, her shirt gathered around her midriff.
No panties. I had no idea where she threw it. Or maybe she didn't even wear one to the club.
And damn, she was riding this guy's cock like it belonged to her.
And the guy behind her, he was just under her, hand on her waist, letting her pussy stroke his cock, his hips moving up and down, taking his cock balls deep inside her.
And then I looked around.
I couldn't believe my eyes.
There were people everywhere.
In my front, behind, and even every inch of my side.
Their moans were loud. Very loud.
Mixing up against each other.
They were just carefree, fucking themselves like the world was going to end the next minute and they needed an orgasm before they finally vanished.
Wow.
I didn't expect this at all.
But well, I had to enjoy the once-in-a-lifetime view.
Only lucky people got to be in a space like this.
I located a couch and sat on it.
I wasn't even the only one on it.
There was a girl on one of the armrests, her arms hugging the cushion, hips arched upward.
And that guy behind her with that huge dick slamming her asshole.
He seemed to know how to fuck real good.
I crossed my legs, relaxed my neck on the headrest and sipped my drink.
I paid for it after all.
I just watched, my legs tapping on the floor, moving to the beat of the music... Or maybe the sound of their moans.
I looked around.
Tilted my head to the side.
That was when I saw a man in just his trousers.
No shirt.
Just abs.
He was already looking at me, with so much intensity my heart flinched.
But I was drunk enough to not feel anything.
I just looked away, and continued looking around.
And the next time my eyes landed on that place where he sat, he wasn't there anymore.
He was in front of me.
My heart flinched.
He dropped his drink on a table and sat beside me.
He rubbed his cock, looking at me with a gaze that made my lashes flutter.
“You have some nice lips, I would love to see it clench around my cock.
My cheeks rose hot.
Really?
He dragged his pants down from his waist, his eyes fixed on me.
And immediately his trousers were hanging low on his legs, I squatted between his legs without hesitating.
I wasn't even thinking straight.
My fingers wrapped around his cock and I lowered my head until my lips touched his tip.
Warm.
I spread my lips apart.
His cock went inside my mouth, going inside my throat.
I sucked on it, my spit spilling all over his cock.
He let out a soft voiceless gasp. Then pushed my head to go deeper.
I choked on his cock. And I gagged.
Then he gestured and I stood on my feet.
Take off your skirt and sit on it.
I didn't hesitate.
Didn't even remember my husband and daughter at home.
I obeyed him, did everything he commanded.
And when I was about to sit on it he held his cock up.
I rested my weight on my hand placed on his thighs behind me.
I lowered my hips and he rubbed the tip of his cock on my pussy lips.
Then the next thing I felt were two of his fingers inside me.
I moaned. He deepened it. Shoved it deep inside me and curled his fingers inside.
I gasped, eyes rolling, my voice melting in the din of the music and other people's moans and sounds of sex.
He grabbed my butt cheeks and pressed it down on his cock.
My breath hitched, the movement smooth and slick.
I didn't even realize I was wet to that extent.
I started riding this man's cock, completely forgetting about my wife/mother status at home.
He slapped my hips, his cock going deep inside my pussy, reaching my base.
I rolled my head, tied my hair upward.
My legs tightened on the ground as I rode him.
Then I turned, straddled him, and sat on it again.
He held my waist, looking into my eyes, while I stared back, pussy moving up and down, clenching around his cock.
His face was twisted in pleasure, he moaned, gripped my ass cheeks and then held me down, at a place, until his cum…every bit of it…shot inside me.
He kissed my neck once and I stood up from his cock.
It fell out of my pussy, dropping wet and heavy on his thighs, leaving trails of cum and creams.
My eyes were clearer by the time I was on my feet again, my pussy still leaking out his cum.
I quickly went to the bathroom, cleaned up myself and hurried out of the club.