The Sheraton Hotel

As Allen and Andrea sped down the dark desolate highway, they held hands like two kids in high school. Their thumbs gently caressing each other as their fingers were intertwined. Andrea sat with her legs crossed, bouncing her foot, as her creamy white thighs were visable above the tops of her black thigh high stockings. Their conversations were filled with laughter and excitement as talked about the endless possibilities for their date tonight.

Mile after mile, they sped toward their destination. Allen looked over at his lovely fiancee as she looked incredibly beautiful. As he held her hand, he smile as he played with her engagement ring that was on her finger. That ring meant everything to them. That ring was the symbol of their love and devotion for each other. It also was a symbol that they were each other's best friend and soulmate. But most importantly, that ring meant that they would be married soon and that they were devoting the rest of their lives to making each other happy. Allen even took out an insurance policy incase something ever happened to that ring. That's how important his love for her was.

Finally, an hour and ten minutes after they left home, they pulled off of the highway and traveled down a well lit busy street. Within minutes, the tall brick facade of the Sheraton Hotel was on the right side of the road. Allen pulled into the parking lot and began to search for a space.

"Wow, this place is busy," Andrea said as they both looked for an available parking space.

"Yeah, it's Friday night and you would think everyone would be partying but instead everyone decided to hang out at the Sheraton instead," Allen said as they both chuckled.

As they cruised up and down the parking lot aisles, a car pulled out of a space and took off. Immediately, Allen sped up so he could get into that parking space before anyone else could take it. Quickly he turned, and within seconds, he was parked perfectly between the yellow painted lines.

"That's cool, we are right by the door," Andrea said as Allen turned the ignition off and took a deep breath.

Allen turned toward his beautiful blonde fiancee and took her hands into his. He looked deeply into her eyes and took another deep breath. Andrea smiled as he leaned in and kissed her softly.

"Tonight is finally here," he said just above a whisper.

She smiled and squeezed his hands. Andrea too had butterflies in her stomach trying to escape. There was no doubt that they both were a bit nervous as their date was about to start.

"I love you Andrea," he said in a soft yet confidant voice.

Andrea loved him dearly and loved how confidant he was. She had been with others who claimed to be confidant but were really just insecure boys. Time after time, the guys she dated before, all talked a big game but never delivered. Allen was different however, as he delivered on his word time and time again, and Andrea loved him dearly because of that.

"I love you too Allen," she said as she leaned forward a bit and kissed him softly on the lips.

Allen smiled with excitement as he pulled the keys out of the ignition. Swinging the door open, he jumped out of the driver's seat as he shut the door behind him and walked around the front of the car to the passenger side. Andrea watched him open the passenger door and hold out his arm for her.

She smiled as she reached out and took his arm. Standing up, her dress blew to the side, exposing her butt to the world. She looked around because if anyone would have been watching, she would have accidentally flashed them. Luckily, nobody was in sight.

Allen shut the door and then led his bride to be into the hotel. Andrea felt incredible, even though she probably looked like a slut because of the attire she was wearing. As she walked, her stilettos clicked on the tile floor and her stocking clad legs slipped out from between the slits of her dress. She smiled because she could feel the little letters that spell slut on her anklet bouncing up and down. As they walked, she noticed how many guys stopped what they were doing just to gaze at her. She smiled slightly, because she loved the attention from the men and she knew that there were probably a few wives and girlfriends a bit jealous.

Together, they walked up to the marble counter to check into the hotel. The clerk turned around and asked how he could be of service.

"We are here to check into room 910," Andrea said as the young man looked at his computer screen. He quickly made two key cards for them as they waited patiently.

"Here you go," the clerk said as he looked up at them. "Your room is already paid for and check-out time is tomorrow at 11:00 am. Take that elevator to the nineth floor and your room will be to the left. Enjoy your stay." He said as he immediately began helping the next guest.

Allen took the key cards and slipped them into his pocket as they walked toward the elevator. Andrea noticed that it was quite crowded in the lobby with young adults as the elevator door opened. They stepped inside and pushed button number nine.

Allen turned toward his fiancee and kissed her passionatly. Their lips pressed together and their tongues became entangled. Allen broke the kiss and said in a deep husky voice. "I just want to hit the emergency stop button and fuck you right here."

Andrea leaned into him as if she was going to kiss him, but stopped herself. "Not now my dear, we will have plenty of time for that later tonight."

The elevator door opened when they reached floor number nine. They held hands as they walked down the hall to check out their room. Allen swiped the key card and they walked inside.

"Wow," Andrea said as she gazed around the room. "This is a hunnymoon suite."

As they looked around, there was a king size bed, a sofa, a stocked refrigerator, mini bar, and a lot of other amenities. As they were looking around, Andrea's phone beeped indicating that she received a text message. She smiled as she sent a reply back and then set her phone down on the night stand.

"This is a really nice room," Andrea said as she ran her hand across the comforter on the bed.

"I know my dear, this is going to be an amazing night," Allen said as he walked over to the bed and handed her one of the key cards.

"Are you ready my dear," Andrea said as she walked over to her fiancee and wrapped her arms around him.

"I am," Allen responded, "are you?"

Andrea took a deep breath before smiling and nodding her head. As she looked at him, she saw the confidant look in his eyes and in his posture, along with a look of pride. She loved that about him. She loved how he loved and adored her more than anyone else ever did, and she loved him deeply because of it. They joined hands and walked out of their room and went back to the elevator.

They both were smiling from ear to ear as they waited for the elevator door to open. When it did, they stepped inside to begin their evening. The elevator stopped on the seventh floor to pick up another young couple. The door closed and they continued down toward the first floor. Again, the elevator stopped at the third floor. This time a rowdy group of young adults, both male and female, crowded into the elevator. Andrea leaned into Allen as there was now little room as bodies were crammed together. Finally they reached the first floor and the door opened.

Allen and Andrea let all of the other guests exit first. Holding hands, they walked out of the elevator as the door closed behind them. Andrea loved how she looked and felt tonight. She loved how her long red dress felt against her body and she loved how her stockings gripped her legs and stayed in place. What she enjoyed the most was all of the guys checking her out as her heels clicked on the tile floor as she walked. As they continued walking, they followed the people in front of them as everyone seemed to be heading toward the club. They could hear the music playing and the deep thumping bass as people were talking. They walked through the door and were greeted by a bouncer who told them to enjoy the night.

"Wow," Andrea said excitedly as she gazed out at the crowd of people dancing on the dance floor.

"No wonder we couldn't find a place to park," Allen said as Andrea led him by the hand through the mass of people.

"We have to find table forty five," she said as she looked around without seeing any tables.

Just then, a blonde cocktail waitress carrying a tray of drinks walked past and Allen stopped her. "Where is table forty five?"

The waitress stopped and pointed to the other side of the dance floor. "Over there hun," she said loudly over the music and noise in the crowd. "I think it's reserved for someone though."

"Thank you," Allen said as he led Andrea around the crowded dance floor looking for their table.

As they made their way through the crowd, Andrea could feel multiple sets of eyes on her as they walked. She could feel twenty sets of eyes undressing her right now, which added to her excitement. Finally, they saw a booth with a table behind a group of guys standing around and talking. After weaving through the crowd, they reached table forty five.

There was a reserved sign on the table that said "Allen & Andrea". Andrea sat down first, carefully adjusting her dress so she wouldn't step on it when it was time to get up. Allen then sat down across from her just as the same blonde cocktail waitress returned.

"Oh hey, the table was reserved for you," she said as she smiled at Andrea, glanced over at Allen, then looked back at Andrea.

"What can i get you to drink hun?" The pretty waitress said as she admired Andrea's dress.

"I will have a screwdriver," Andrea said as she looked up at the pretty blonde waitress with nice breasts.

The waitress looked over at Allen. He told her he wanted a Bacardi & Coke in a tall glass. She nodded as she placed her hand on his shoulder as she turned to walk to the bar.

Andrea was excited yet nervous. She checked her phone then began looking around. "This is exciting my dear," she said as she leaned over the table and took his hand into hers.

Allen leaned over the table and gave his fiancee a kiss before sitting back down. They spent several moments just enjoying their alone time as they gazed into each other's eyes. The waitress returned and set their drinks down on the table before leaving.

As they held hands, something caught their attention. Looking at the end of the table, there was a well dressed African American man standing looking down at them.

"Hello Miss Andrealein," the tall well built black man in his thirties said as he smiled at her.

Looking over at Allen, he reached out and shook his hand. "You are the wonderful Allen that i have heard so much about," the well dressed man said. "Let me introduce myself properly. My name is Cyan, but you can call me Wolf," he said as he smiled at them both.

Looking at Andrea, he reached down and took her hand from Allen and lifted it up as he bent down. He smiled as he stared into Andrea's beautiful green eyes. "It is an honor and a privledge to meet you Andrea," he said as he lifted her hand higher and kissed it, causing Andrea to blush.

Andrea's eyes sparkled in the dim light. She was mesmerized with his eyes and had a hard time trying to look away even though she didn'twant to. Still holding her hand, Cyan slowly sat down, next to a very excited and extremely aroused Andrea.

The beat of the music changed as heavy bass was pumping throughout the club. "Did you find this place alright?" Cyan asked Allen as he held Andrea's soft little well manicured hand in his.

"Yeah," Allen stammered as his gaze shifted from Cyan's eyes, to his fiancee's hand, then back up to his eyes.

"What kind of work do you do Wolf?" Allen asked as Cyan focused intently on Andrea.

There was a pause as Andrea's nipples were quite visible through the thin material of her dress. Cyan turned his attention toward Allen as he let Andrea's hand go.

"I work in the oil field. I am a broker," he said as he finished his drink and then waved for the waitress as he ordered another round of drinks for everyone.

"I need to use the ladies room," Andrea said as Allen could see her flushed look.

Cyan moved out of the way as he reached down and took Andrea's hand into his as he helped her stand up. Looking at her fiancee, Andrea winked which was her way of telling him that she was alright and excited.

While Andrea was in the restroom, the guys chatted, talking about this, that, and the other. After several minutes, Allen began to wonder what was taking her so long. A moment later his phone buzzed. Checking his phone, he saw he had a message from Andrea.

"Are you ok my dear? Was the message from his fiancee.

Allen smiled as he continued his conversation with Cyan. He quickly typed, " I'm fine, are you?"

Immediatly his phone beeped with another message from Andrea. "YES!!!!!!"

As the guys continued talking about work, Andrea walked back to the table. Both Allen and Cyan turned to watch her walk toward them. She looked stunning as her stocking clad legs slipped out of the slits of her dress as she walked, exposing her creamy white thighs above the tops of her stockings. When she approached the table, Cyan stood up.

Andrea stopped as Cyan turned and looked at Allen. As he stood towering over the table, he looked down at him. "May i have this next dance with your beautiful Andrealein?"

Allen smiled as he saw the excitement in her eyes. The smile on her face and the way she was gazing at Cyan made Allen feel happy inside. "Have fun dancing you two," Allen said with a slight quiver of excitement in his voice.

Cyan took Andrea's pale white hand into his much larger, much stronger black hand. The contrast was astonishing. Her candy apple red nails sparkled as he led her out onto the dance floor, and they began to dance.

Allen watched his fiancee walk off with another man and walk onto the dance floor. As he sat there watching, he thought about how much he loved making her happy. He loved the way she was looking at Cyan and how Cyan was looking at her. He could see in her eyes how excited she was. He loved how she slipped her pretty soft white hand into his large, strong, black hand, creating an amazing contrast, especially with her flawless nails glowing red in the dim light. Without a doubt, tonight she was extremely excited and very happy.

As he watched them dance to several songs, he could see that she was really comfortable around him. They were occasionally dancing provocatively as they seemed to be teasing each other. Allen watched him grinding to the beat of the music into Andrea from behind, and he also watched her bend at the waist and twerk against his groin as he held her waist. Just then, the song changed from a fast beat to a slow song.

Allen watched his beautiful Andrea seemlessly fall into Cyan's arms. She looked up at him as he gazed down into her eyes. Allen felt his cock hardening as he watched his fiancee lay her head against another man's chest as they danced. Reaching down, Cyan slid his hands down Andrea's back and cupped her ass through her thin red dress.

Andrea looked up into Cyan's eyes as he squeezed her ass gently over and over. She felt her pussy beginning to tingle because of how another was touching her at the moment, especially in the presence of her fiancee. She rested her head on his chest as he pulled her closer. That's when she felt it, she felt something large and firm pushing into her lower abdomen.

Looking up in surprise, Andrea was sure he could see her desires on her face. Her eyes widened as his hardening cock pressed into her. They danced until the song was over and then decided to return to the table.

As Andrea sat down, Cyan ordered another round of drinks. As Allen sat across from his fiancee, he could see her arousal. This time however, she paid most of her attention to Cyan. The conversation that started out amongst the three of them, was now just between two of them, Cyan and Andrea.

They sat there talking, giggling, and drinking for the next thirty minutes or so as the beat of the music was always filled with heavy bass. Andrea now seemed to be really into Cyan as he took her hand again and looked at her fingernails.

"You did an amazing job on these Andrealein," Cyan said as he lifted her hand and kissed it softly.

Andrea giggled. "I didnt paint them, Allen did," she said glancing over at him momentarily before returning her gaze to Cyans beautiful eyes.

Cyan looked at Allen. "You did these?" He asked in astonishment as he held Andrea's hand closer to his face to inspect them closely. Allen nodded his head as he smiled and sipped on his drink, as he was already feeling a slight buzz from the ****.

"Thank you Allen, you made her fingers look incredible," he said as he turned his attention back to Andrea.

"Shall we dance again," Cyan asked her as she was hoping he would ask her again.

Andrea smiled and giggled a bit from excitement as she slid out of the booth. She slipped her hand into Cyan's and walked with him to the dance floor. As she was walking hand in hand with Wolf, she looked back over her shoulder at her fiancee and mouthed "I love you."

As soon as they were on the dance floor they began dancing. Allen just sat and watched as he was happy that Andrea was having fun. After a couple of songs, he noticed that they were not dancing in the same spot.

Curious as to where they disappeared to, Allen got up and casually walked around as he searched the crowded dance floor for them. It was a bit difficult to see, but he looked everywhere and they were nowhere to be found.

As he was walking back to his table, he noticed that built into the walls were small alcoves with sofas and pillows. LED lighting behind the sofas made the alcoves light up with a soft glow. When he looked into the alcove that was lit up with red LED lights, he saw his beautiful Andrea sitting on the sofa next to Cyan

He paused for a moment as she sat with her legs crossed and her sexy foot was bouncing a bit. He could see them laughing and carrying on. Not wanting to be seen as a stalker, he went back to the table to finish his drink and to give them some privacy.

Inside the romantic alcove, Andrea could feel the butterflies in her stomach. As they talked, the waitress brought them fresh drinks. She already felt a good buzz and she didnt want to over do it, so she paced herself.

Cyan set his drink down as he took Andrea's and set it down next to his. He shifted his position and told Andrea to sit with her legs across his lap. Without a thought or hesitation, she swung her legs over his lap and made herself comfortable.

They continued making small talk as Cyan placed his hands on her thighs. Andrea was literally putty in his hands at the moment and if he pulled his cock out, she would fuck him right here. As they continued talking and getting to know each other, he gently caressed her legs.

Andrea loved the feel of his warm fingers against her bare thighs above her stockings. She was trembling with excitement and desire as she could feel his package swelling under her legs. The combination of a few drinks, edging non stop for the past two days, and being alone with a gorgeous, obviously well hung black man that wanted to fuck her, was beginning to be too much.

As they continued to chat, Cyan slid his warm fingers up over her tummy until he caressed one of her breasts with the back of his finger. Andrea just stared into his eyes as he lightly scraped her nipple through her thin red dress, causing it to stiffen. As she stared deeply into his gorgeous brown eyes, he leaned over slowly until his face was in front of hers.

With their faces just inches apart, Cyan lifted his finger from her nipple, placed it under her chin, and tilted her head back a bit as he placed his lips on hers. Andrea's mouth opened as she kissed him with passion she never knew existed. She wrapped her arms around his neck as they kissed. Andrea opened her mouth, inviting his tongue to join hers, as they kissed over and over. Her heart was racing and she could feel that her thong was completely soaked.

Cyan slipped his hand up her thigh and pushed her legs apart, which Andrea was more than willing to do. She moaned into his mouth as his fingers inched closer and closer to her pussy. Just then, Andrea moaned loudly as his warm finger grazed her cunt.

"Stand up Miss Andrealein," Cyan said as he held out his hand for her to hold because she was trembling.

"Stand here," he said as he pointed to a spot on the floor between his parted legs.

Andrea did as instructed as being dominated and told what to do was a huge turn on for her. All she wanted to do at the moment was to fuck this beautiful man. Not caring what he did with her, she stood before him looking down into his intoxicating eyes.

"Relax your arms Andrealein," Cyan said as he looked down at her feet and smiled.

"Your toenails look beautiful. You are lucky to have a man who loves you so much that he will do anything to make you happy," he said as he looked down at the sexy anklet that he bought her.

As Andrea stood before him, her breathing was quite labored. He placed his hands on her thighs between the slits on her dress. "Look into my eyes Andrealein," Cyan said in a firm voice. "Look into my eyes and don't look away."

Andrea took a deep breath as she did not want to disappoint him. It absolutely turned her on beyond belief when he called her "Andrealein." Being told what to do excited her as well and she wished that Allen would order her to do things more than he does. She gazed into his eyes as her heart was racing. The deep bass from the music enhanced her erotic sensations as she was now completely turned on. She looked at him with desire, as her pussy was leaking. She couldn't even remember if she ever looked at her fiancee with such lust.

"Did you like all of the items I sent to you?" Cyan asked as he caressed her thighs.

"Yes Sir, i loved them," Andrea said as she was trembling while standing before him as she was lost in his gaze.

"Did you enjoy getting dressed for me tonight in this sexy outfit?" He asked as Andrea stood motionless, only looking into his eyes.

Andrea paused for a moment as she enjoyed his warm fingers against her skin. The hypnotic beat of the music had her in a trance-like state as she longingly gazed into his eyes.

"My fiancee dressed me for you," Andrea said as Cyan slowly slid his hands up her thighs, under her dress and up her hips.

Cyan smiled as he reached behind Andrea and squeezed her ass. Andrea moaned as she stared into his eyes. As she stood before him, she knew her thong was soaked.

"Does it turn you on when your fiancee dresses you up in sexy clothes for another man to undress you?" he asked as he slid his warm hands over the bare skin of her hips, hooking his fingers around the waistband of her thong.

"Oh dear God yes," she moaned as Cyan began to slowly pull her panty down off of her ass and then down her legs.

Andrea's senses were overloaded. Chills ran down her spine as goosebumps covered her body. Never in her life was she handled by a man like this, especially in public. At this moment, being in public didn't matter. All she wanted to do right now was to cum for him.

"Lift your foot Andrealein," Cyan said as he slipped her thong over her stiletto and off of her foot.

Andrea set her foot down on the floor then lifted her other foot to allow him to slip her thong over her heel, completely removing it.

Andrea was on fire. She could already feel her wetness running down her inner thighs. All Cyan had to do was touch her and she would explode. As she stood before him, the only thing that seperated her bare pussy from him was a very thin, very revealing dress.

Cyan lifted her damp panty to his face and inhaled. "Ahhhhhh, mmmmmmm, he moaned as he looked up into her beautiful eyes. "Your pussy smells beautiful."

Andrea smiled and blushed as she knew if he just touched her pussy she would cum. Cyan stood up, balled her thong up in his hand, took her hand into his and walked her back to the table where her fiancee was sitting.

They slid into the booth across from Allen. Andrea looked across at her fiancee knowing that they both were completely turned on.

"You have a beautiful fiancee Allen," Cyan said as he held Andrea's balled up thong in his fist.

"I want to thank you for dressing your fiancee up for me tonight," he said as he reached over the table and handed Allen Andrea's damp thong. "You made her look absolutely amazing."

Allen smiled as he took her thong from Cyan and squeezed her soft damp panty. Looking over at Andrea, he could see she was biting her lower lip. He smiled at Cyan and simply said "thank you."

"Go ahead Allen, smell your fiancee's panty," Cyan said as Andrea leaned against him.

Slowly Allen lifted her wet black thong to his nose and inhaled. He closed his eyes, because he knew her scent. He trembled as he inhaled a second time, knowing that she was wet for another man.

"There is no shame Allen, knowing that another man has made your soon to be wife so wet, no shame at all," Cyan said as he turned to Andrea and kissed her right in front of her fiancee.

Cyan reached out and took Andrea's hand into his, making sure that her engagement ring was visible to Allen. He leaned closer to her and kissed her again. Their mouth's were open and their tongues clearly visible to Allen and anyone else who might be looking. After a moment, Cyan pulled back and looked across at him.

"Why don't you go up to the room and make yourself comfortable. We are going to go dance for a bit and i will bring Miss Andrealein up to your room when the time is right," Cyan said as Allen nodded his head.

Looking across at Andrea, Allen could see how aroused she was. She was glowing and he was so happy for her. Together, they all stood up. Cyan and Allen shook hands before Andrea leaned in to kiss her fiancee. She kissed him softly then leaned her face against his ear.

"I love you so much Allen, thank you," she whispered as she kissed his cheek then stepped back, taking Cyan's hand into hers.

As Allen turned to go up to the room, he smiled at her one last time as he mouthed "I love you." to her.

The beat of the music slowed down as Allen walked toward the exit to go back to the elevator. He paused for a moment and looked back at the dance floor. He smiled as his cock throbbed when he saw them arm in arm, dancing slow to the beat. As they danced, they kissed. As they kissed, he could see Cyan reaching through the slits of her dress, cupping her bare ass. He smiled as he still had her damp thong in his hand and he knew that Cyan could have her at any moment. Finally, Allen turned and walked out of the crowded club and went to the elevator.

Andrea was losing control as they danced. She felt his big strong black hands squeezing her ass as he pulled her cheeks apart. She gasped into his mouth as she felt her pussy being pulled open as he spread her cheeks. As they continued dancing, she reached down and placed her hand on his member, feeling his hardness through his pants. As he pressed his fingers between her cheeks and rubbed her sphincter, she began to tug on his huge cock right there on the dance floor in front of everyone.

Andrea wickedly smiled at him as she could not only feel his length, but his thickness as well. Cyan pulled his hands back from her ass and took her hand into his, as he led her back to the sofa in the alcove.

He sat down as Andrea stood before him. All she wanted to do right now was climb on top of him and fuck him but instead, he asked her to kneel before him, between his already parted legs.

Andrea was submissive by nature and obeying commands from dominant man turned her on beyond belief. Without any thought or hesitation, she dropped to her knees, placed her hands on his thighs, and gazed up into his eyes.

She could see his bulge as his cock was straining to be released. Cyan reached up, ran his fingers through her hair, and slowly guided her face toward his cock, as they never broke eye contact.

Andrea couldn't resist. She slowly slid her face across his bulge, feeling him with her cheek, as he watched her. Back and forth, she teased him as she dragged her lips over his trouser covered length. She didnt care if everyone on the dance floor could see her on her knees before him. All she cared about right now was pleasing him. If he pulled his cock out, she would suck him off right here.

Cyan moaned as Andrea worked her lips over the clothed head of his member. He ran his hands through her hair which was a huge turn on for her as she began sucking him through his pants. Andrea began moving her head up and down his length to the beat of the music. Before things went too far, he guided her back up to her feet.

Cyan pulled her closer asking her to sit on his lap. Andrea stepped over him as she straddled him, looking down into his beautiful eyes. Immediately he reached through the slits on her dress and grabbed her bare ass.

Andrea paused for a moment, leaning down and kissing him full on the mouth. She slid her soft white cheek along his black face, feeling his stubble. "I am so wet i am going to stain your pants," she moaned.

As they kissed again, Cyan guided her down, making sure she didnt sit on her dress. She could feel his hardness against her already throbbing cunt. Cyan caused her to moan as he began kissing and nibbling on her neck. She moaned loudly as her neck was one of her weaknesses. She had her arms around his neck as he had his on her soft bare ass.

Slowly Andrea began to rock her hips back and forth as she rubbed her dripping cunt on his cock. She moaned deeply into his mouth as they kissed. After several minutes of intense pleasure, Andrea stopped because she was at the edge of orgasming.

Cyan smiled as his gaze dropped to her breasts. There were only two straps of criss crossing material that contained her tits. Cyan reached up and slid his fingers under the edges of the material that covered her breasts. She moaned softly as she stared into his eyes, wanting nothing more than to give him her body to please him. Slowly, Cyan slid his fingers up and down, working the material farther and farther inward until her nipples were visible.

Andrea gasped as the cool air caused her nipples to harden, almost to an uncomfortable hardness. Just then, he freed her breasts from their confines, allowing them to be completely exposed.

Andrea couldn't remember a time anyone ever seduced her and made her feel this aroused. Being virtually naked in a night club only heightened her arousal. Sitting on the lap of a gorgeous, well hung black man, well... that was priceless.

Lowering his head, he took one of her nipples into his mouth. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as she ran her fingers through his hair. She was beyond losing control. She didn't care if he fucked her right on the dance floor in front of everyone.

She moaned loudly as she pushed her pussy down harder, feeling his bulge begin to part her opening. She moaned loudly, as he switched to her other breast, as he began pinching and twisting the nipple he just coated with her saliva.

After several drinks and making out with an incredibly sexy man, Andrea felt like she was floating and spinning. The moment felt surreal because she was not with her fiancee. The faint glimmer of Allen faded as Cyan kissed her hard on the mouth, sucking on her tongue wildly.

Andrea moaned loudly as she felt her pussy leaking continuously into his trousers. She was lost in her lust and desires and didnt care that she was sitting topless on another man's lap in a night club. Just then the waitress stopped and asked if they needed another drink.

She smiled at Andrea as she winked at her in admiration. Andrea didn't care that her breasts and hard nipples were in plain sight as Cyan shook his head "no".

"No thank you," he said as he looked up at the waitress holding the drink tray. "I think it is time that i take this beautiful lady up to her room."

At the sound of that, Andrea's heart began beating wildly, almost to the point of passing out. The waitress smiled and walked away as Cyan helped Andrea climb off of his lap.

Andrea stood in her stilettos on shaky legs. The beat of the music added to her heightened state of arousal as her pussy juice was dripping onto the floor below. Looking at Cyan as he stood up, she grinned as she pointed to his pants, as they were soaked from her cunt.

"It's dark in the club, nobody will notice," he said over the music as he took her hand and together they walked through the club toward the exit.

Once in the common area, the lighting was much brighter. There were a lot of people standing around as the wet spot on his pants was now clearly visible. He stopped Andrea as she turned and faced him. Before she could ask why they stopped, he reached down, lifted her up into his arms and carried her toward the elevator as if she was his bride.

Andrea held him by his neck as he walked to the elevator. Her heart was fluttering as she always dreamed of being carried away like this by her Allen. Instead, she was being carried away by another man who was about to fuck her silly. Andrea reached down and pressed the number nine until it lit up. As they waited for the door to open, Andrea kissed him full on the mouth.

Finally the door opened and several people exited the elevator. They stepped inside as the door closed. Andrea held him around the neck as she kissed him deeply. She loved when he would suck on her tongue, as he sucked it out of her mouth and into his.

"Allen is alright with this?" Cyan asked as he kissed her lips softly before gazing into her sparkling green eyes.

Andrea simply nodded as she leaned closer, kissing him even harder as she sucked his tongue into her mouth.

The elevator stopped and the door opened. He carried her to their room, pausing for a moment to kiss several more times. Just then, Andrea reached down, swiped the key card, and opened the door.