Dirty Talks

Another song came up and honestly, I was getting bored. Everyone is at that point of the evening where they start to feel the alcohol. Including my friend, who ditched me for a guy. It’s okay, though. I didn’t mind dancing on my own. But it was getting a bit lonely.
I go up to the bar to get another drink. When I order another Jack, I look over to my left and see a cute dirty blond guy sitting there. He’s quite nice to look at. Maybe it’s the booze, but I decide to start a converstation.
"Hi there. What’s your name?" I ask.
He looks at me, smiles and says: “Ashton. What’s your name, beautiful?”
"Y/N."
"So what you drinking?"
"Jack. Feel like dancing?"
"Sure."
I lead him to the dance floor. Some easy-to-dance-to song comes up and we start dancing. He moves in a funny, yet seductive way. I must be feeling the alcohol too. Either way, I’m finally having fun.
*Some time later*
The night continues. And so does my dancing with Ashton. By now we’re grinding against each other, just a little. He snakes an arm around my waist and keeps pulling me closer. Once we’re against each other, I feel how hard he is. And realise how wet I am. Just by looking at this guy. He leans in and puts his lips next to my ear.
"You got me in a complicated situation here, Y/N," he says.
"I can help you, if you help me out too," I reply.
A grin appears on his face. He starts kissing me. Since everyone is doing it, nobody really pays attention when we go into a corner. I’m pressed against the wall. His hands are exploring my body. When one of them in rubbing my thigh. With his thumb he grazes over my core.
I start palming him through his jeans. A breath is caught in his throat. With one hand he starts to push my panties aside. He slowly slides in one finger. After a couple of thrusts, he adds a second. With some fumbling hands I unbutton his pants and slide down far enough that I can wrap my hand around him. I starts pumping him every slowly.
"Oh yeah, like that," he whispers.
I look him in the eye and I swear, there’s pure lust. With his body he shields us with the scene we’re performing. His fingers are sliding in and out faster and harder. My hands goes up and down faster, creating a slightly sweaty Ashton.
It’s not long before I start to feel a familiar knot growing in my stomach. I hold on to his arm. And before I know it, I let go. No guy could pull this off before. While I’m still on my orgasm with Ashton sliding in and out, I pump him hard. I feel him twitch and groan as he cums too.
I wipe my hand on my scarf, don’t need it anyway. Ashton takes his fingers and sucks them clean. Damn, that was hot. I press my lis against his.
"So what made you feel like this?" he asks.
"I blame it on the alcohol… and you," I say.
He laughs and says: “Maybe we can do this again?”
"I’d love that."
He leads me back to the dance floor and dances with me till the club closes.

Notes

Okay, so I've been posting it twice. But I hope I didn't this time, so enjoy.

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