Jordan meets Mindy

The club was a sweaty, pulsing haze of bass and skin. Jordan spotted Mindy the second she stepped onto the floor: long blonde hair, tiny lace dress riding high on her thighs, hips rolling like she was fucking the music. He didn’t ask permission; he just slid in behind her, hands finding her waist, and she pushed back hard, grinding her ass slow and deliberate against the front of his jeans. Forty-five minutes later they still hadn’t broken contact; her tongue was in his mouth on the dance floor, his hands were under her dress, and every time she rolled her hips he felt himself thickening, straining, ready to tear through denim.“Get me out of here,” she finally growled against his ear, biting the lobe hard enough to make him groan. “I want you naked five minutes ago.”The Uber ride was ****. She straddled his lap in the backseat, dress hiked to her hips, grinding slow while the driver pretended not to watch in the mirror. Jordan’s cock was rock-hard, trapped sideways in his jeans, and every time the car hit a bump she dragged her heat over it until he was leaking through the fabric.They stumbled through her door already clawing at clothes. His shirt hit the floor, her dress followed, bra and panties gone in one impatient yank. Jordan shoved his jeans down and briefs down in a single motion and stepped out of them, cock bobbing heavy and thick in front of him. Even soft it had been a fat, mouth-watering seven inches all night; now it was fully hard, flushed dark, curving up toward his stomach.Mindy’s eyes dropped, pupils blown wide. She hooked a thumb in the thin string of her thong, slid it down her thighs, and let it fall. Her cock sprang free, already rigid, a solid eight and a half inches of smooth, veiny heat that slapped up against her lower abs with a soft, wet sound.Jordan’s breath stopped.She stepped in until they were chest-to-chest, wrapped her fist around her shaft, and lined it up right next to his. The difference was instant and obscene: longer, thicker, the swollen head nudging past his by a full inch.“Ohhh… looks like mine’s bigger,” she purred, voice dripping sex and smoke, exactly like the caption that had started this whole filthy game.Jordan’s cock jerked against his stomach, leaking at the tip. He swallowed hard, hands sliding down to grip her ass, pulling her closer so both cocks slid slick and hot between their bodies.“Guess that makes you mine for the night, huh?” she whispered, nipping his bottom lip.He answered by dropping to his knees.