Libertine club

We arrived in this universe on a Saturday night. Our Valentine's Day evening, we had said. We arrive at the club. The bar at the back of the bar, and the house music in the background. We look around us. Who will come and watch us tonight. We take a tour of the place. I feel like Aliss. This perverse, corrupt, diabolical universe, but at the same time liberating and peaceful. And I observe. Who undresses me with their eyes without having the power to do so? Who will I want to see watching me through the window?

Several espresso martinis, and we go upstairs. Without fear or shame, we enter the room and close the door. Just the two of us, the main actors of this scene. We undress, with passion as we know so well how to do. We tear each other's hair, lips and arms. We devour each other with our deep looks. I pull your underwear, and you take out your hard penis with your veins ready to explode. And I suck passionately and slowly. I don't look away from you, but I know very well that 3 men have stopped to watch us. So, I put your penis further down my throat, and you roll your eyes in the air.

You know I do it for show, and you love it. Your lion-like aggression comes out, and you turn me around from behind, rip off my leather pants and push your penis even harder into my ass. And you smack, smack, smack harder and harder. You do it for show too. Without looking at them, you know that many do. And I feel like the center of attention. Your center, and their centers. I love it. All their eyes on my body fucking me so hard. All the people touching themselves while watching me, hoping so hard that one day they can be in your place. This power I have over them. This power to have closed this door and created this despair of the opposite. Meanwhile, you continue to fuck me. With gentleness and assurance at the same time.

You reach your peak and so do I. We scream, our breath increasingly dry and rapid. And the orgasm. You pull out to release your sperm on my buttocks. I spread it on my buttocks with my hands, and I continue to tickle my clitoris with your sperm on my fingers. Three people watch me be in this trance of pleasure. You watch me with my legs shaking. You help me by putting your virile fingers in my vagina caressing my G-spot. And they watch us again. They would like to be in your place. They would like it to be their fingers and their penises in my hot vagina. But it's me who decides. It's me who decides that they can only watch. With the burning desire for the door to be open, but I decided that we. This power that I have, this power to control someone's desire. This power to give desperation to touch me without it ever being possible, that's what excites me.

The evening is over, we go home together. In the taxi, we decide what to order on Uber Eat. We fall asleep, hand in hand. Because at the end of the evening, it will still be with you that I want to be.

-Ana