Lean into him

Something about his voice or the whole situation I found demanded a response from me. An admission of sorts, an agreement to his perverted game.

I leaned into him, my hands drifting behind me to explore his own body, as I allowed him more control over me and closed my eyes, his words flowing through me in sensual shivers.

"You're on the right track. This is how you seduce someone like you. Softly, calmly, gradually. You're ready to be nailed, but you need someone who knows how to handle you. What better than the soft hands of a friend and the strong body of a guy like me." At that, his hand on my midriff gripped me harder, driving his statement home.

His girthy cock laid on my behind, calling for attention as it pulsed with his blood. It was turning me on to feel him against me like that, and I wanted more of it. I pushed myself against it, a wanton girl with no regards to her public image.

"You like what you're feeling, girl?" Came his voice yet again in my ear."You can have it all for yourself, if you just let go and follow our lead. We'll make a good white slut out of you."

I whimpered at his words, eager to get this show on the road.

He suddenly let go of me, his body separating from mine as he took a step away. I let out a soft, needy moan, opening my eyes and coming back to reality.

"You know what to do if you want to take me up on my offer." His statement came before he lost himself in the crowd. I looked around, heart still beating fast at the encounter, and saw Eric looking at me. He must've seen all of this, but I don't care.

I walked away, mind still heavy from the encounter I just had.