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Pleasure Cruise - Part 4
Date: 12/25/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: Nattichelle, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories
the back view. Looking in the mirror over my shoulder, I could see it hugged in all the right places, accentuating my tight ass. The only thing I wasn't happy with was the slight visible panty line. It was one thing to go bra less, a completely different thing to go full commando, however that was going to be my only option. Lifting my dress to my waist, I stepped out of my panties and let them fall to the floor. Much better. Returning to the bathroom, I quickly applied my make up and twisted my hair on top of my head. I was happy with the result. Hopefully others would be just as happy. Finally ready, I headed out the door full of expectation for a fun night. Approaching the club, I could tell the night was in full swing. The music was blaring, dance floor packed with people, and most tables occupied by passengers ready to let their hair down. I made a beeline for the bar, ready to get the party started with whatever drink was on offer. As I walked across the club, I was aware of looks of admiration from several men and looks of disgust from several women. Let them look I say! Reaching the bar, I was pleased to see an available stool. I wanted to sit and observe for a while, soak in the atmosphere and hopefully score a couple of free drinks from the men who appeared eager to please. Climbing onto the stool, my dress rode up, displaying my toned thighs for those who continued to sneak glances in my direction. I considered pulling it down so as not to reveal too much but ... decided this was far more entertaining for them and for me. The barman appeared and handed me a cocktail of some description, indicating that it was from the man standing at the far end of the bar. Lifting the glass in his direction, I nodded my thanks. I was pleased to see he was with a group of friends and quite happy to keep his distance. He was nice enough looking, but definitely not my type, and small talk was the last thing I wanted to engage in tonight. In no time an hour had passed and I'd scored a few more drinks, politely declined a couple of offers from creepy looking guys wanting to dance and flirted with a few handsome men. All in all, I was having a good time. Finishing the last of my drink, I slid off the stool. It had become quite hot as more people arrived, filling the club to capacity. Needing fresh air, I started to work my way across the dance floor, now crammed with sweaty bodies grinding against each other to the music. Just as I reached the door, a strong pair of hands grabbed me from behind, spinning me around to face their owner. I found myself looking in to the bluest, most intense eyes. Eyes I had seen several nights earlier. Nate's eyes. To say I was excited would be a massive understatement. Every inch of my body reacted to his touch. My heart began to race, my nipples became erect, and my pussy started to throb. Never before had one man elicited such a response from me. And all this from holding onto my arms and looking into my eyes. Taking him by the ...