I watch her as she stands there, her long blond hair flowing and swaying as she moves her hips to the music. She has a smile that is so virginal but when she turns and looks at me – stares, even - she sends pulsations through my body. She's tall and slim, a perfect ten. Her breasts are round and perfect - pert, very pert - and her skin looks so soft and inviting.

I've noticed her a few times before. Whenever I see her, I want to touch her; to feel her skin next to mine, to smell her perfume, and to stroke my fingers through her hair. I dream of kissing her neck gently, pulling her close to me, touching her and pleasing her, I think about how it will feel to listen to her and watch her as she climaxes . I envy everything about her. It seems natural to hate her but I 'm drawn to her;she has this aura.

I stand there staring at her, thinking about what it would be like to touch her, to watch her scream with pleasure as I kiss her; imagining her slithering under my body as I penatrate her, my own body wet with expectation.

As she approaches I smile pleasantly, my body shaking, my heart pounding, and my vagina warm and tingly. I swear she knows what I'm thinking; She looks straight into my eyes, then looks me up and down and smiles; a look in her eyes that's so intense, so obvious what it means, it's.... but it just couldn't be....not her, not here not with everyone watching?

She moves closer, her head edging towards me, her breasts busting out of her bra and her nipples close to the surface. The closer she gets the more I can smell her. She smells so good; sweet, fresh with a faint muskiness about her suggesting she's as aroused as I am. My breasts feel swollen, my nipples so obviously erect beneath my top, and my clit is so ready that my legs weaken with her presence. She leans so close I can smell her breath. I close my eyes and moisten my lips ready to kiss her but she doesn`t kiss back...

She whispers in my ear "follow me" so I take her hand and I go with her. I`m led through the busy night club and taken to a small room. It's dark but relatively empty. I can see that it's an office.

She drags me in and pushes me against the wall. I'm scared, anxious, excited and my breathing is hard. I'm starting to breathe so heavily that I'm making noises, breathy moans escaping from my lips with the anticipation that she is going to kiss me or even touch me...

She leans in biting my lip. I try to kiss her but she's too quick. She's pulled away teasing me. I'm almost begging for her, my body bending, stretching trying to encourage and to accomodate her. My hands reach out to caress her breasts, to feel them for the first time beneath my hands. I yearn to kiss them, to please them.

She grabs my right breast, her touch firm, strong demanding yet agonisingly sensuous. When she kisses me passionately on the lips I engage my tonuge in her mouth. I circle my tongue around hers, her hips intertwined into mine. I start sinking to the floor and she lowers herself too. Kneeling over me, she runs her fingers through my hair then kisses me hard. She leans back, running her hands down the length of my legs then up the inside of my thighs. I groan with pleasure anticipating her next move.

She pulls my legs, forcing me to lay down on the floor. My legs are aching with the desire to squeeze tightly together and stop my juices leaking, but my pussy is pumping, yearning, to feel more of her, to feel her inside me.

She lowers her head, smiling, and without a word she pushes my legs apart and starts to kiss my inner thigh. I twitch and wriggle with her kisses. The warmth of her breath on my pussy makes me twitch and writhe more. I breath deep and loud, my mouth dry but my pussy wet. Her tongue reaches in and the tip brushes against my lips. I'm desperate to feel it for longer and deeper inside me, but she keeps me wanting. I move trying to engage her deeper but she pulls back. She wants control and she has total control. I place my hands on her shoulders to try and manoeuvre her into me but she fights back, pinning my hands down so I'm completely helpless.

I take a deep sigh as she licks the full length of my pussy and then circles the edge before reaching in and sucking my clit. She releasd my hands then puts her finger inside me. It's slim and gentle but she's arousing me so much; moving her fingers gently whilst licking and sucking the top of my pussy, which is oozing juiceIt feels so wet, my muscle contracting trying to fight the feelings that are overwhelming me. She strokes around my inner thigh then places her thumb into me, rubbing my pussy and stimulating my clitoris her hand moving rhythmically, stroking, pushing. She removes her hand only to lick my pussy, teasing me with her tongue dipping into me. She sits up and leans over, placing her lips on mine. They're wet and sticky and I can taste myself when she places her tongue into my mouth . As we kiss I can feel her breasts, pert and with nipples erect, rubbing against mine.

I move my hands and touch her. She's sitting doggy style over me. I pull her skirt up over her bottom and rub my hands over her cheeks, removing her thong, all the time shaking with fear as I reach in between her legs. It feels warm, her juices already flowing, so lubricated. I insert my finger to tease her. As I slide my finger in slowly, she is breathing deeply and rocking.

I slide myself further down and holding her hips manoeuvre her vagina onto my face. She is breathing really heavily and I can feel her pleasure.

I hold her hips again and lick her, her juices sliding down my face. She groans and rocks which only encourages me to keep going. I try to stay calm to concentrate on pleasing her, but hearing her and feeling her turns me on so much as I lick her that I start to touch myself, my pussy already wet from her previous ministrations. My clit is still hard and I'm anticipating the next move. I want to get as deep into her as possible, to satisfy her beyond her wildest dreams and to penetrate her in a way no man would ever know how.

I lay her on her back and spread her legs wide, I place my finger into her and move it slowly, pulling her towards me, then I lick her and moisten her with my own juices. Easing another finger inside her I watch her face tense and relax and listen to her as she breaths and sighs, as she screams and groans, as she squeals and ahhs and moans. Her body is writhing as I ease another finger into her

"Mmmm. Dont stop"

I push harder, gradually working more fingers into her until four fingers are penetrating her. My own pussy is desperate to be penetrated and my juices are dripping down my legs. She groans louder and I push harder and faster.

She screams "I'm coming, don't stop, please don't stop!"

I'm in control now!! I want to please her though and I really, really want to watch her come . I move faster, I push harder, I twist and turn and pull and tease. She groans again, but this time her stomach tenses and her thighs tighten around my wrist. I feel her muscles clenching my hand as she comes hard for me. Her head moves back, her breast push out then I feel my hand sopping wet with her juices - and I realise what I've just done.

I'm overcome myself. My own juices flow from me. My body tenses and relaxes, and then I feel faint so I lean and kiss her and she kisses me back.

"Your turn now." She whispers, her breath in my ear a sensual tease.

She pushes me onto my back and kneels astride me. Her lips trail down my neck, tongue flicking delicately over me while her hand softly strokes my breast. She deliberately takes thing slowly, every stroke and caress making me push against her, making my pussy even wetter. My hips are arching up in a vain attempt to get some pressure against my aching clit, but she pulls back, refusing to give me the satisfaction.

"Wait." She says, then resumes her teasing, hands roaming over my body; over my neck, collarbone, breasts, stomach, legs, thighs… I'm desperate to feel her inside me, my juices pooling on the floor but still, she keeps me in eager anticipation.

She lies on top of me, her breasts pressing against me, so I can feel her nipples rock hard against my body. Her lips lock around my left nipple while her hand exquisitely strokes and pinches my right nipple. I can feel her juices trickling from her onto my thigh and press against her, shaking by now. She slips her leg between mine and we grind against each other, juices mingling and our mutual moans filling the air. I can feel my orgasm approaching and my breath quickens – but she pulls away.

"Not yet."

She slides down my body to kneel between my thighs, her tongue touching ever part of me except my clit. I feel one finger, then two, slide inside me and know what's coming next. I nearly climax at the thought alone.

She starts licking my clit and slides a third, then a fourth finger inside me. I'm feeling fuller than I ever have before, my head spinning as she stimulates me inside and out. Her own breathing is heavy and I can see her other hand between her legs, stroking her clit.

As she starts to pump her fingers in and out, harder and faster, I can feel all the blood rush to my head and my eyes start to leak orgasmic tears. Her fingers are moving faster over her own clit now, matching the pace of her fingers inside me. Her tongue moves to the junction of my pussy and her fingers and I feel her start to lick around the entrance, before sliding her tongue up to my clit. I can't take it any more and my orgasm crashes over me, muscles clenching wildly around her fingers, my juices covering her face. I feel her own body buck as her orgasm ripples through her body, but she keeps licking me until I push her head away, unable to cope with any more sensation. She eases her fingers gently from inside me and moves up to lie next to me on the floor.

She kisses me softly, letting me taste my own juices from her lips.

"You're beautiful. And you taste incredible."

I smile and stroke her hair.

"You're not so bad yourself."

We hug for a while, enjoying the post orgasmic bliss. Then she turns to me.

"I guess we should get cleaned up. Don't want to push our luck and get caught. There's the loos – or you could always come back to mine for a shower. I've got some toys that you might enjoy."

I nod, mutely; we both know I'm not going home tonight. She leans over and pecks me on the lips.

"Oh, and at some stage, you really should tell me your name…"