Thumping Bass

Vi crosses her arms, keeping her jacket on as she watches Sai take his button up off, sliding on a black button up shirt, keeping it open, he grins at her.

“I hate you.”

“Babe, men have it too easy,” Ari adds as she reads a book on her bed, “Chuck on a button up, some jeans, and you’re ready for a rave. Button up the shirt, ready for a job interview. It’s such shit.”

“Men should really buy outfits for their girlfriends.” Vi smirks as Sai rolls his eyes, reaching over to grab his phone.

“That’s why I like you Vi. You’re not just a pretty face.” Ari laughs, looking up at the two as Sai grabs his car keys, “Have fun you two, record it for me if you fuuuuuuck.”

—

The drive there is mostly silent, nothing awkward, but Sai is simply driving and Vi types away on her phone.

“About time, damn!” Vi says, stretching, still wearing her thick jacket, Sai’s eyes land on her legs, smooth skin reflecting the lights already flashing from inside the venue, Sai can’t help but feel excited about her outfit, he so loves the outfits girls wear to these things. She’s wearing a set of black boots, a pair of black shorts connected to a sheer black pair of fishnets, her legs already look irresistible.

Sai steps out of the car and as he turns to lock it, he finally gets a look at what Vi has decided to wear.

Almost in slow motion, Vi unzips the jacket, sliding itt of her shoulders, the black mesh, long sleeve crop top sits high on her chest, a generous amount of under boob visible, together with her midriff. Her nipples are covered by a pair of black cross shaped pasties, she reaches for her hair, Sai drools as her breasts jiggle, the mesh top riding up even higher, she grabs her hair and manipulates it into a twin ponytails style, she bites her lip in thought and meets Sai eye-line.

“What?” She giggles, closing the car door and sauntering up to him, she puts two fingers below his chin and closes his mouth, “I know I look good, thanks for confirming. Heh. Come on, lets head in.”

—

Lights flash, neon lights and paint surround them, the air is thick with smoke from the smoke machine, the music is blaringly loud, the space is cramped, it only took a few minutes for everyone to be pushed into eachother, Vi has her hands in her hair, moving to side, grinding her ass onto Sai’s hard bulge, the men and women next to her side eye Vi hungrily, watching her tits bounce with each jump. Vi closes her eyes as she lets the music take her, “WOOOOOOO!” She yells, a chorus echoing around her as the crowd push and dance around them.

Sweat leaves everyone slick, arms press against Vi, Sai pulls his shirt off and swings it around his head. Vi turns and presses her hand on his chest, looking up at him, she nods and points upwards. Sai understand the assignment, bending forward, Vi gets behind hi, and jumps onto his shoulders, Sai stands again easily, supporting her weight with ease, his fingers digging into her thighs, she holds her hands in the hair, moving and dancing while perched on Sai’s shoulders, his height giving Vi a good view across the crowd, and the crowd around her gets a good view of her. She looks around and the heat that flows through her body only increases in intensity, couples making out, couples groping each other, her eyes meet those of several man, grinning up at her as they check her out, she adores the attention, she almost moans right there and then as a guy only a few feet away stares at her hungrily, she winks at him and gropes her breast while staring right back at him, she giggles and taps Sai on the head, wanting to be let down.

Vi can’t hold back, the eyes, the show, the music, the heat, the intensity of it all, as soon as Sai lets her down, she turns around, reaching behind her and grabbing his bulge through his jeans, which of course, is all the invitation that Sai needs, he reaches around her and takes greedy handfuls of her breasts through the mesh shirt.

Sai has been feeling it build up within himself too, he wants her. He turns her around, their eyes meet, Sai’s mouth hangs slightly open as he pants from the heat, his hands on her waist, Vi looks up, wetting her lips instinctively, Sai leans in to kiss her.

Vi’s eyes flutter, her mouth wants it, her pussy wants it, her arousal demands it, but she swerves, reaching down and forcing her hand down his jeans, grazing his hard cock with the tips of her fingers. Vi’s hear thunders, 90% from arousal, 10% from a fear, a fear that she would not be able to swerve another kiss. Vi is grateful for the fact that Sai, thoroughly distracted with the hand on his cock, instead grabs her ass and kneads.

Sai’s head turns and he says loudly in her ear, “Let’s go back to the car.”

—

Vi’s mouth waters, opting to skip any more words, Sai gets close, way too close as they climb into the back of his massive SUV, closing the boot behind them, he leans back on the back, of the back seat, Vi feels that pull again, to straddle him, slide him in, make out with him, feel his teeth on her lips, she arches her back instead, angling herself down, sticking her ass into the air as she undoes his belt.

“Wait.” Sai groans, grabbing her wrist, “Sit on my face.”

Vi moans, the vibrations from her throat reverberating through Sai’s shaft, her lips close around his cock as she clenches her eyes shut, pushing her hips down onto Sai’s face, rubbing her pussy from his nose to chin. Vi turns her head and moans like a bitch in heat as his thick, bulbous cock head pushes into her cheek, her tongue aching, working his shaft, bubbling her spit for him, the intoxication from his cock encouraging her to make her blowjob as sloppy as possible.

Sai thrusts his hips up, sliding down her throat, the sudden surprise forcing Vi to gag and ****. Vi yelps and moans in approval as Sai slaps her ass, his forearms and biceps flexing as he tries to pull her down harder into his face. Sai groans from beneath her, sliding his face side to side, every ridge of his facial structure rubbing against her clit, her slickness covering his face with a metallic layer of wetness.

Vi has to stop, siding her lips off his cock for a moment, a mixture of pre cum and thick saliva connect her bottom lip to his cock head, she moans, almost screaming as she tightens her thighs around the side of Sai’s head, “FUCCCKK, I’M FUCKING CUMMING {FR}!” Her thighs rub against his ears as she squeezes, and simultaneously, puts more weight onto his mouth, covering him with another layer of wetness, Vi moans and collapses, the smell of his cock hitting her nostrils, and even through her exhaustion, lifts her head and takes him back into her mouth. Any longer, any penetration, she would’ve squirted on him, she knows it, she can feel it deep within her.

The windows of Sai’s car are completely fogged, the rave ending, the sounds of people and chatter start to approach their parked car. Vi deep throats him, gagging and moaning, her legs quiver, Sai torturing her by slowly licking her swollen clit, she moans, rubbing her clit down on him, trying to coax his cum into her mouth. She finally succeeds, Erik cumming without any warning, just a forceful thrust upwards, her throat and mouth becoming sticky rapidly with each throb of his cock, she moans as she swallows, bubbling his cum, she lets some fall past her lips, an excuse to **** him back, flicking her tongue on his head and shaft, leaning him up, moaning for his enjoyment.

-

The car rumbles around them, the footsteps had gotten closer, Sai climbed through the car, cock still out and hard, swinging as he plopped himself into the drivers seat, he had told Vi to get into the back seat, she did as instructed, clicking her seatbelt on she lied down in the back seat, taking the time she needs to recover, Sai had driven them away, not before a few people walked past the car, slapping the windows and cheering.