MrsBennington-Delson
I am Green.
- Joined
- Jul 6, 2006
- Location
- Germany
WARNING: This story has sexual conent and stuffies 
and at some points it's just a massive lolage x)
and sorry bout the wrong spelling etc... I just saw them and I was too lazy to correct them lol
and at some points it's just a massive lolage x)and sorry bout the wrong spelling etc... I just saw them and I was too lazy to correct them
lol
Friday night. Like every weekend I'm heading out to town with my friends.
Those 3 people are the only people I consider as my real friends, for the
first time in my life. I'm very pessimistic when it comes to trusting
someone. It's hard, more for other people than for me. My friends say
that it's funny for them seeing other people trying to be friends with me
but I'm just turning my back on them not even giving them the opportunity
to know me a bit. The only thing I let people now is my name and that's
mostly it. In some way this way of acting, makes me mysterious and
attractive to men, at least I got told so.
There's this disco bar called the Funky Palace where we go to every weekend.
Jordan, one of the barkeepers there, is like my little affaire. We both
find each other attractive but would never have a one-night-stand or
similiar things. He already knows me, when my friends and I are coming
to the bar, and what my favourite drinks are.
"Bonjour my belle! A sunrise today?" He greeted me when we reached the bar.
"Do you have something new for me? Maybe something I didn't have yet?"
"I'll mix you something." He smiled at me.
"Thanks you're a sweetheart! Oh and feel free to put some more of that
Tequila in there than usual."
"Oh ok. Had a stressed week?"
"Yeh..." I groaned.
"Mh just sit down and relax, your ****tail will be done in a second!" he
dissapeared.
I turned my back to the bar, sat down on one of those barchairs and started
scanning everything and everyone around. Patricia, one of my friends, sat
next to me with her face turned to the bar.
"It always feels like the first time." She said and stared at the bottles
on the walls behind the bar. I turned my head to her and asked "Like the first time?"
"Yes." She looked at me strict. Confused I glared at her. "Gosh!" She
started laughing. "I don't mean that sexual thing, you sexmonster!" She
laughed so hard that it almost throwed her off the barchair. "What?" I
grinned confused, "Just because I tend to have some fun it doesn't mean
I'm a sexmonster or beast or whatever. Plus sex is a normal urge every,
Imma say "normal" being has." I answered knowlegdeful. "Nah it's ok, didn't
mean to get into that topic. I mean when we get here. I dunno how it's for
you but for me it always feels like I'm here for the first time. There
are always so many different, new people. It's phenomenal!"
"Yeah it's quite cool." I answered turning back again and continuing
scanning everything around. "Especially I dig those guys who try to
approach you." Patricia nodded over to "warn" me from a young man getting
closer to us. "How do you know he's going to approach me not you?" "Hah!,"
She laughed, "Because he's a) not my type, b) I've been turned to him
with my back the whole time and I doubt he finds my back attracting and c)
he's been watching you since we came in here." Quickly she responded,
looked at the man and then turned to the bar again, drinking her drink.
"Hi," The young man said and put a nice smile on his face "You've been
here more often right?" "Yeah, I'm here pretty much every weekend." I
answered with a touch of sarcasm. Just as I said that I had to think
of an old friend of mine.
He used to be like that sometimes, if he doesn't know someone and that
someone is trying to get into his ass, he was that cold and ironical
that the other one stopped trying to get into some conversation with
him. Those memories make me smiled. I smiled. "Ah that's why I've
been seeing you a few times. May I invite you on a drink?" "Thanks
but I already got mine." Turning around to the bar and taking my drink
which Jordan just finished mixing for me. Jordan saw in what kind of
situation I am and smiled at me while he was mixing some other drink. I
smiled back and turned around again. He young man stood there in front
of me with some kind of dissapointment in his face. "Uhm but you can pay
me the next one if you want to." I quickly said not wanting to seem
like a cold ice cube. "Ok. I'll invite you on the next one then." He
smiled seductive.
I had the feeling that I already saw it coming what will happen this night
but I wasn't sure and I didn't want to think about it too much because
then I would have ruined the moment right now.
Patricia left with my other friend Leon at like 2am and Jason had to work until the bar
was empty (which sometimes lasted until 7-8am). I stayed there with Keith,
the guy who has been paying my drink n°2 and the following ones. Jason
saw me getting one drink after another and as I was about to get another
one he looked at me and said "Viv you're already slightly drunk if you
drink another 1 or 2 drinks, you'll be completely drunk! I'm sorry but I can't do
that. I gotta work and Pat and Leon went home already." "So... whaa?" I
said have stuttering. "Vivian... I don't know that guy. He seems nice but
I'm scared. I don't want you to get hurt." "Buu... buuut just ooonee mooore
pleeeeaase Jaaaasoooon." I begged him. "No way Viv, I'm sorry."
"Ah, aaa ok..." I wiped off and turned around, making my way back to Keith.
"Viv!" I heard Jason call out. I turned around slowly so it wouldn't start
turning around in my head. "Take care of ya!" I smiled, turned around and
danced back to the others. I've been dancing and dancing the whole night
in Keiths arms. I pulled him out of the bar. We were standing outside
like teenagers before their first kiss. "I wanna go." I said quitely.
"Where to?" He asked while trying to kiss me. I sank my head down, tried
to concentrate for a second, looked up at him and wispered "At yours."
He put his arm over my shoulder and brought me to his appartment.
The whole way he was kissing my neck. I knew this would end how I was
supposing it earier on.
As we reached his appartment, he unlocked the door and held it open so I
could enter. I looked at him seductive, pulled him close, closed the door,
then leaned against it and kissed him.
It all turned into a massive makeout, taking of clothes and slowly or
quickly turning into sex.
He was already naked as he was trying to open up my bra and take it off.
Kissing me all over he gave me the feeling I loved when being with men in
this situation. I pulled him onto his bed and kissed his upper body. It's
amazing how men get so aroused that quickly. I touched him everywhere
where he would get so aroused that you actually just need to go a little
bit on the right or left and he was about to get off.
I moved up and kissed him "We need some protection." I wispered slowly and
seductive not wanting to ruin this atmosphere. "Sure," He moaned "Here on
right." He pointed. "I'll show you mine. It's amazing you'll see." I
kissed his neck. "Ok babe do whatever you want." He answered not wanting
me to stop. "Close your eye." I moaned quitely.
I watched him lying there like a baby. He closed his eyes and waited for me
to come and make his dream of this night come true.
I slowly went down from the bed. While I was watching him moan and move
his body so he could keep this arousement I started collecting my clothes
and wispered "I'm coming my... one and only. Don't open your eyes I wanna
surprise you." I took my bag, clothes and slowly left his appartment.
Outside I made sure that no one is around and quickly put on my jeans and
shirt. With my bag over my shoulder I went down the street.
'Gosh poor guy,' I thinking. 'My one and only, what the heck?' I laughed
inside, smiled, pulled out a cigarette and lit it. 'I'm a monster and
what I'm doing is not fair.', 'Ah gosh don't worry he'll get what he wants
sometime.' I grinned and walked on. It was 3:27am as I was on my way home.
Too good I know this town at night otherwise I couldn't go home.
The next morning Patricia called me at 11am. "Hey Viv! You wanna go drink
a coffee with me?" "Ah... well..." "Did I woke you up?" "Mh yeah kinda
but it's ok." I answered tired, lying in my bed with the cover over my head.
"Oh gosh I'm sorry! Well I guess you don't wanna go to town then I guess?"
"No no, I'll go with ya. Can you come over first? I dunno how long I'll
need." "Yeah sure. I'll be over in a few minutes then." "Ok. See ya." I
hang up and turned around groaning. 'God, I feel better then I should. Gah."
I crawled out of the bed and made my way into the bathroom.
After a nice, half refreshing shower I walked back into my bedroom and
chaged my clothes. Just then the doorbell rang.
I opened up. "Heeey Viv! Uuuhh you look damn tired, had a long night??"
Patricia joked. "Yeah I did. Got home at 4am." "4am? Have you been at the
Funky all the time??" "No." "Uh Viv. That attractive blond guy with
sparkling blue eyes?" I rolled my eyes and walked into my bedroom so I
could get my clothes from last night and put them into the washing machine.
"oh! Uuuuhhhhhhh Viiiiiv! What a catch! And was it good?" "Paaat!" I
called out and rolled my eyes at her. "What?? I'm just asking! Being
curious, ya know. I mean I know how those nights end, from movies and
stuff." She lay down on my bed and stared at my inquiring. "Nothing
happend. I didn't want to." I grabbed my clothes and walked to the
bathroom. "Nothing happend??" Patricia called surprised fromt the bedroom.
"Yep nothing happend. I made him naked and close to get off and then left
him lying like that on his own bed and left." "What? That's... that's...
well almost like slavery! How can you punish him like that?" "I didn't want
to! I mean it wasn't planned! I just kinda dunno why I did it..."
The doorbell rang again. "You expecting someone Viv?" "Uhm no. Maybe it's
Mrs Isaac asking for some milk for her tea once again." I walked towards
the door and opened up.
"Hey Viv" It was Keith.
- to be continued -
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