An expert on her knees

Over the loud music, even while speaking directly into each other's ear, it was still hard to understand one another. A few attempts later though, the two of them went to the bar to get some drinks.

The communication with the heavily tattooed man behind the bar was not at all easier. Five minutes later, Dave has paid an ungodly amount of money for two drinks. His own was nothing that he ever even saw before and definitely not what he had tried to order. However, the anger about this failed drink order quickly faded, when Alex pulled him into a corner with that naughty look in her eyes.

The next song was not exactly quieter, but slower and with less bass. Taking over it was still hard, but it was possible. Sometimes.

"How do you like your cocktail?" She asked him. That was a hard one, since all have had tasted so far was ****. Almost as if he had gotten a tall, dark red shot of vodka. Ob the other have, on a place like this he could probably be grateful if it was no more than ****. He decided to simply shrug his shoulders.

"Want to have a taste of mine?" Alex asked, but at the same time she downed the last swig of it. Confused face looked down at her. "Erm..." She rolled her eyes in a oh-silly-you kind of way. "Here, have a taste" and with that she grabbed him by his shirt, pulled him down to her and started to French kiss him more intensely than anyone ever had before.

It did not take long before this los turned into them full-on making out. Her tongue played with his, her hands were all over his back, his hair and even his butt. That was more than enough invitation for Dave to let his hands roam all over her body as well.

They lingered for a long time on her form ass. On their way up, they came close to her boobs. All he would have to do was to move them to the front just a tiny bit... Dave realized how hard he had grown already. He was acutely aware of his cock pressing into her abdomen. He gulped.

Her head moved back, taking her lips off his. Her look was not shocked or disgusted though. There was a gleam in her eyes, a hungry spark, the same hunger Dave felt welling up in himself.

But even though she seemed to feel the same way, she apparently did not feel it necessary to act on it just now. She puked him back on the dance floor for another round of dancing, closely intertwined, that would have gotten them thrown out of many other clubs.

After some time, asked leaned in closely to whisper, it rather shout into his ear "I will be going to the bathroom now." Dave nodded "Yeah, sure. Go ahead. See you in a bit" she have him an odd look. "Well, alright then." Did she look disappointed? It was impossible to say with this level of noise.

When Dave saw her leave, it took about five seconds before he cussed loudly. He was an idiot sometimes... He hurried after Alex, hoping it was not too late. He just caught a glimpse of her disappearing into one of the five unlabeled doors.

He took a few deep breaths. He considered knocking but that seemed the wrong thing to do. He tried to open it. It was not locked. The bathroom was old, cracked tiles and a dirty mirror, the light came from a naked bulb dangling from the ceiling. But he only had eyes for Alex, who stood in front of the mirror and redid her lipstick in a dark red making her look wonderfully whore-like.

She did not react shocked as the door opened. "I thought you did not get it" she said with a bit of a chuckle. In here it was still loud, but they were able to talk to each other at least. Their eyes met. The sexual tension was sparking so through the small room. "Do it." Alex whispered, almost like a purr.

Dave could not be sure if she meant the same thing, but somehow he had a feeling she knew just what he was thinking about. He turned to lock the door behind them, only to find that there was no lock. On another night that might have been an obstacle but not tonight. Not here. He simply shut the door.

When he turned back, he got confirmation that Alex knew what he wanted. She was already on her knees, her mouth open, her tongue sticking out.

Dave had never pulled his pants down so quickly. His hard dick slapped in her face as it sprang out. The sight of her looking up at him with her ruby red lips, his duck across her face made him say something he would never have considered otherwise.

"You like sucking strangers dicks in dirty bathrooms like a cheap little whore, don't you?" Asked smiled from ear to ear. "Oh..." she grabbed his dick, lifted it and kissed his left ball. "..God..." his right ball "...Yes!" And the tip. And then she started for real. It was by far, by a landslide, the best blow job Dave had ever had. She knew just where to touch him, just the right firmness on her grip when she jerked him, just the right depth and frequency to drive him mad without making him cum right away. She even sucked his balls again and again in between.

Dave had the feeling that he wanted to cum again and again, and at the same time he felt like he could let her suck him forever. She understood his dick like no one ever had before.

After a little breathing pause, Alex rearranged her legs into a more stable stance. "We both know you want to fucking cum in my dirty whore mouth. Do it!" She whispered and opened wide. She put her hands behind her back, as if to tell him that he was on charge from here on out.

Dave grabbed her face in both hands and rammed into her face without any more hesitation. Her throat felt better than many a pussy he had had before. Alex took his deep thrusts like a champ, never backing away. All she did was to give it loud gurgling and cooking sounds, but that made it even better.

After have exploded into her, she grabbed his dick and rubbed it all over her face, completely running her makeup. After that, she licked him clean, slowly and carefully while giving his balls an almost tender massage. To Dave's own surprise, he was hard again in what felt like minutes.

It seemed, like she had more plans with him.