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He'd caught her eye right away. He was beautiful and looked like a male model with flawless pale skin, high set cheekbones, blue penetrating eyes, and sensual full lips that weren't hard to miss. Every Saturday night he'd come into the bar, wearing a black t-shirt, black jeans, black boots and a black leather trench coat. There was something that drew her to him. Whenever he entered the bar, she sensed him. She couldn't explain it but she knew she wanted him.

She remembered the first time she saw him. It was like watching a superstar walk down the red carpet. She couldn't take her eyes off of him and when he walked by her, he smelled like an ashtray and expensive cologne. The smell was intoxicating. Only two words described him sex appeal and he dripped in it. He seated himself in the same corner booth by the exit. He was never alone for long. Men and women approached him. He seemed to like the attention from both sexes never leaving the club alone. There was always some lucky man or woman on his arm. Clearly, he was bisexual but she didn't mind.

"Do you know his name?" she asked the bartender, leaning over the bar

"No, but he is a regular."

"He's gorgeous."

"Yeah, but you don't want to get involved with him."

"Why not?"

"I hear he's into everything."

"What does that mean?"

"Sex, drugs and rock and roll. Take your pick."

All eyes were on him when he entered the club. It was a typical Saturday night. William was looking for some action. He didn't know what he was in the mood for. His appetite for the sexes changed every week. The attention of one sex was never enough. He was strongly attracted to both, but often preferred the ladies. In case he wanted some quick action in the alley, he sat at his usual booth closet to the exit. The night was slow. There were several men and women that caught his eye but he realized he'd already had them and wasn't interested in repeat performances. Sex with no strings attached was the best sex and sex with friends was a big no, no. It always ended in disaster. Who ever thought of the phrase "Friends with Benefits" had to be the stupidest git on the planet he thought. The outcome was always the same. The woman would admit her feelings and demand an exclusive relationship. The man would reject the relationship then be labeled a dog. No names, no exchanging of phone numbers, and no repeat performances were the rules he lived by.

William thought he was going to have to beat off until the stunning petite blonde, sitting at the bar caught his eye. It wasn't the first time he'd seen her in here, having noticed her on several occasions. She was always alone. He was guessing she was the stuck up type so it never crossed his mind to approach her. He leaned back in his booth to drink her in. He noticed the outfit she was wearing certainly wasn’t what a stuck up bitch would wear. She was looking to get laid, wearing a black mini skirt and a blood red fitted top with the shoulders cut out. Her tanned legs looked exquisite in her 4-inch come-fuck-me-pumps and he could picture them wrapped around his back. Her lips were shinny like red candle apples and he pictured them wrapped around his dick. He could also picture running his hands through her long blonde hair, thinking she would do just fine.

Elizabeth was intrigued. She could use a little sex, drugs and rock and roll in her life. She always had the safe jobs, the safe friends, and the safe boyfriends. She wanted a little spice but fear kept her from approaching him. She wanted to get laid but not that bad. She didn't want to seem desperate like all the others. Masturbation would never go out of style she thought.

Her eyes wondered in his direction. It appeared the blonde stranger was having a bad night. He was still sitting alone. Usually, he would have hooked up with someone by now. She shrugged the thought off, finishing the rest of her drink then gestured for the bartender to come over to pay her tab. Blindly, she reached for it. A cool hand covered hers causing her to feel butterflies in the pit of her stomach.

"I'll take care of that."

"No that want be necessary. I can pay my own t-"

Before Elizabeth could finish her statement, she was staring into the most intense blue eyes she had ever seen. She could feel her heart rate speeding up. She couldn't believe he was standing beside her. He paid her tab while she wondered what he wanted in return and with that sexy British accent, he could have whatever he wanted.

"Thank You."

"No problem, luv"

"By the way. I'm Eli-."

"Shhhh, that want be necessary. Would you like to come home with me?"

"Yes"

It was that simple. They both exited the club. Elizabeth followed him back to his place in her own car. She was going to throw caution to wind, live on the edge and take a risk. She was ecstatic that she was one of the chosen ones. The handsome blonde could have any one he wanted tonight and he wanted her. Elizabeth was wet with excitement. It had been six months since she had gotten some. A guy name Parker was the last person she'd been with. After having sex with him, she considered celibacy.

The gorgeous blonde lived in the good part of town. She knew this because one of her college girlfriends, Faith, lived in the same condos. She parked her car, walking over to him. They walked up the driveway, holding hands. She was nervous.

Spike exited his car first, watching her park. He was glad he didn't live far from the bar. He thought if she turned out to be a cold fish, he would still have enough time to return to the bar for something better. He sensed she was nervous so he held her hand.

He leaned in and whispered. "Don't be nervous, luv. I don't bite unless you want me to."

His hot breath tickled her ear causing her mouth to gape open as she let out a girlish sigh. She hadn’t done this before. She wasn't like her girlfriend Faith. Elizabeth was into relationships. She never had a one nightstand. She started to have second thoughts but it was her need to take the edge off that masturbation couldn’t do that made her continue.

He entered his home first, shutting the door behind them, never leaving the foyer. The blonde stranger grabbed her face, pushing her against the door. He kissed her. It was hard yet tender. Elizabeth yanked her lips from his, staring into his eyes in shock then pulled his mouth back to hers. The kiss started slow and deep, increasing to an uncontrollable orgy of licks, sucks, and bits. His lips consumed hers like fire, disarming, intense, and erotic. She had never been kissed like that before. She'd felt like the kisses would never end and didn't want them to.

He descended down her body, planting kisses along the way. He was on his knees, looking up into her eyes. His fingertips danced up the back of her calves to her thighs. He pulled down her underwear, never taking his eyes off hers, placing one of her legs over his shoulders. He kissed her pussy then returned his eyes to hers as if asking for permission to continue. She felt like she was under a thrall, witnessing what looked like a hint of gold in his blue eyes. Once again, his lips were on her lips. She placed both her hands to the back of his head, holding him in place. A rush of hot liquid trailed down her legs accompanied by his tongue. She took in deep breaths, trying to stay conscious. He m licked her pussy like a lollipop, stopping only to tease her pink center. She pulled on his blonde locks, moaning is pleasure as another orgasm washed over her.

"Yes, yes, yes,yes YES!! YES!!! YES!!! OH GOD, OH GOD" she screamed.

Feeling her weaken, he removed her leg from his shoulder. Elizabeth slid down the door, panting like she had run a marathon, already a slave to his tongue. Her fragile state posed no problem for him. He pulled her closer, spreading her legs further apart. Suction and slurping noises filled his darken home. He probed her pussy like her mouth, persuading her to yield to him. His dick throbbed in response.

"Damn baby, you're so wet. I can't wait to fuck you."

William wiped his mouth, licking her secretions from the back of his hand. He positioned her limp body so that she was straddling him. He kissed her with an intensity he never showed any of his other lovers. Elizabeth kissed him back with equal intensity. He pulled off her shirt and bra, biting her pert nipple. He left on her skirt and the 4-inch come-fuck-me pumps. She removed his his-t-shirt, undoing his zipper to free his stiff cock. She stroked him. In one easy motion, she slid onto his shaft. Spike tried to stop her but she was too quick. The words lost on his lips.

She felt the fullness of his desire. He was large and long. Elizabeth thought she was never going to reach the base. She rode his cock several times, grinding onto it with downward motions. She was glad she came. No pun intended.

A few strokes want hurt he thought, breaking his never to go bareback rule. William had many lovers but she was the first he ever did that with. He didn’t want to move inside her but his dick had other plans. Her heat caught him off guard. She felt like a sauna and it was irresistible. She drew sounds out of him he didn't know he was capable of making.
He had to stop.

"Luv, aren't we forgetting something?" he whispered, trying to not to come.

"Oh, yeah right, condom."

"No worries."

William reached into his back pocket, pulling out a Magnum. Quickly, he placed it on his dick while she massaged his balls. He flipped them over, rolling them onto the carpet of the living room. He kissed her. She accepted his tongue without hesitation while molding into his embrace.

There was a sexual urgency between them. They roamed each other's bodies like nomads, fucking at a wild pace. They responded to each other like lost lovers, reuniting after spending years apart.

She was amazed by his endurance. Out of an act of possession, she clung to him. The harder he fucked her the more she craved. The sounds of their wet slapping bodies increased her sexual appetite. She wanted it to go on and on and on with him.

Animal pleasure took control of William’s brain. He fucked her hard and deep, enjoying the sounds of her pleasure. It was hot and sweaty. Her sweet scent possessed him.
He wanted to spend his entire life buried between her legs. She was insatiable he thought. His other lovers would have begged for release minutes ago.

Their mutual cum screams and orgasmic cries filled the room. The remaining empty spaces were occupied by their gasps, his growls and her moans. The bare walls were decorated by their tastes, scents and sweat. They clawed and scratched at each other like animals. It was savage until the pleasure they had given each other had become too much to sustain. They came together, dedicating their orgasms to each other.




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