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I found her on the dance floor swinging her ass to the dull thump of the bass. As I came up behind her, I grabbed her hips and swung her around to face me.

"Hey you," she said as her face lit up. She swung her arms around my neck and suddenly we were kissing in the middle of the dance floor.

Trying not to draw too much attention to us, I led us to a darker corner of the room where the lights and the lasers didn't quite reach as far into the darkness of the dance club.

As we danced (okay, grinded) to the beat, our hands took a life of their own–each movement more audacious than the last, and soon we were finger fucking through the frustrating skin that were our clothes.

Soon, it was time–a quick lingering glance at each other, and a discreet nod–that's all it took as I led her to the cab and back to our university residence.

Knowing that her roommate had headed back earlier and was probably asleep, I made a bee-line to the communal kitchen, where, thankfully, the door was unlocked.

I lifted her up on the stainless steel countertops and my tongue found hers. As she wrapped her legs around my body, I felt my mind wandering–counting my blessings for her being in a short dress and my being tall enough for what was about to come logistically possible–but a light bite on my neck brought me back to reality.

"Ow!"

She only bit her bottom lip in reply; that was the signal–she was ready.

That's what I enjoyed most about her–she turned from (stay with me here) Times New Romans in public to Wingdings whenever we were alone. Submissive is the only word to describe her–and dominating I could be.

As I unbuckled my belt and dropped my pants, she hiked up her skirt and pulled her panties to the side. Kissing her, I lifted her ass up and brought her closer to me.

"Mmmmm," she mumbled as her delicate hand reached down to position my throbbing cock into her. Inch by inch, I slowly penetrated her moist pussy–it took a few slow thrusts to properly coat my cock with her juices, but on the third thrust I bottomed out without too much difficulty.

As we found our rhythm, the only beat in that kitchen was the wet clap clap clap of skin on clit, occasionally interluded by our moans and grunts. Louder and louder we harmonized–

"Choke me!" she grunted–which I happily did, untilshe came, gasping for air.

Without giving her a chance to recover, I pulled out and spun her around, grabbing her hair with one hand and her hip with the other. I bent her over the counter and admired her ass–definitely her best feature–for only a split second before I was thrusting into her again. With one hand pulling her by her silky smooth long hair, I freed her breasts from their confines with the other. I pinched and rolled and tugged her nipples, making sure to pay equal attention to both, edged on by her gasps of equal parts pain and pleasure.

Clap clap clap, slap slap slap

I was now slapping her ass in between strokes — both to switch up the rhythm, and to hold off on the inevitable.

"You like that, you little bitch?"

She tried to nod, but by this time I already had my hands around her throat again.

I was getting closer to the edge, so I grabbed her hips for a few more deep thrusts.

"I'm gonna cum, babe," was all I could manage before I pulled out and she dropped to her knees in anticipation.

I grabbed her hair again, but this time she was the one in control.

She took my cock into her mouth, replacing her juices with warm saliva. Like before, it took only three thrusts from me before she had all of my cock down her throat. As she came up, she grabbed the base of my cock with one hand and pulled my foreskin back.

She gave special attention to my cock–specifically the ridge right below the head–with her tongue.

"Oh my goddd," I grunted. "I'm cumming…'

She looked up at me, her big eyes sparkling even in the darkness of the room. Even with her mouth stuffed with my cock, I could tell she was smiling. This was her natural element. She loved giving head.

There was no doubt about it — right now I was her bitch. As she cupped my balls in her hand and rolled them around, I grunted and shot my first load deep into her throat.

She swallowed quickly, but not before another load of cum filled her mouth–then another, and another. She started choking, but she was determined. She swallowed every last bit, and took the time to squeeze the last drops of my cum from the shaft and ran her tongue over the length of my cock. She smiled as she licked her fingers clean.