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Judge_Me

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Bref: Looking for one woman (or more, I'm no prude). IM me if you want to join.

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Lack of oxygen coupled with the oppressive atmosphere of the room made Alex falter as he pushed against the writhing bodies that created the ebbing and flowing human tide that moved with the monotonous beat that echoed inside the warehouse.

Personal space was completely forgotten as the mass reverberated with sexual tension, hot sweated bodies condensed into a place that would have exploded, had the general feeling gained mass. Alex moved along, probing where he allowed himself, occasionally feeling up from the small of one gorgeous broad's back, or gripping the sensual curve of another's breast, without even the slightest protest. But Alex was on the hunt, stalking for the right prey, hoping to consume, as a predator does.

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Just a taste
 
Riza was over to the side with a few other people, her long black hair clinging to her wet skin as well as her wet shirt clung to her rather ample breasts. All of the people over there were soaked, most likley from the hose that had gone off about a half hour ago. Her figure was pressed right between the few forms of the others around her, one of the men she was facing had since near entertwined himself with her, as much as humanly possible of course with the others around them. To the man's touch, Riza blinked, her form squirming from his grasp. She yelled a few strings of inaudiable words, then burried herself deeper into the croud, only to once more be pressed into another body.

Sexual tension near seeped from the mass of people, simply clinging to every wall and body, and Riza doubted that anyone had yet to experience it. She didn't mind the occasional grope or touch, though when one would try to lull her into more then that, she was gone. The pulsing of the music let her lose herself, and no sooner had she walked away, she was right back into the mass of bodies. Personal space was no longer an object.
 
The fruit was more sour than he expected. Nothing seemed especially delectable tonight, entire venue empty of a femme that would sate his hunger.

Save for one.

Well-proportioned girl that oozed as much nonchalence as she did beauty, blessed with a physique that would no doubt tremble beneath his busy fingers in good time.

Alex was more-or-less a victim of vanity, sweat-sheened body bare save for a pair of jeans that by some grace of god clung to his hips.

The music had increased in tempo, and the crowd had become everything but wild. It was exhilerating to be part of the fray, amongst the other bodies that would soon crave for one kind of release or another, whether it came naturally, or in the form of narcotic.

She was beautiful, and Alex didn't hesiate to caress her neck, deliciously slick, and fervent with the warm pulse of the carteroid artery. The other slid to her side, bringing her close to his smooth knotted bod.
 
Riza's eyes widened a bit as she felt his hand tracing along her neck, though she didn't protest. It was only when he pulled her close into him did she let out a soft gasp in surprize. Her eyes closed lightly and her back arched gently against his chest, her head already tilting off to the side for his hand which ran from collarbone to the underside of her chin. A smile bowed her lips as she looked up to him, her dark brown eyes illuminated with the lights that flashed throughout the warehouse.

"Well hello there..." Riza cooed, her lips pressing to his ear as her hands beconed his head down to her shoulder. The pulse of the music matched the rythem to which her heart seemed to be beating, and with his touch her heart skipped a bit, it's pace speeding up. She wasn't sure why she didn't move away from his touch, for it had been just like the first man's, though with him, it seemed slightly more pleasurable.

"How are you liking it so far?" She asked once more, motioning to the croud around them.
 
Alex felt her responsiveness, the way she reacted to the way he touched. Her coercion only made him wilder, although he dare not show the lustful fiend within.. the beast that constantly called for pleasure; hedonism. Blood-boiling beat, pungeant stench of body odour, and the illuminated mass of the human ocean, all an assault on the senses that drove him mad.

He dipped his hand lower, lifting up her shirt to get a feel for her bare abdomen, playing over the taught muscles and supple flesh beneath her soaked shirt.

"They're alright, but it's you I'm interested in." Alex nipped her earlobe, small exclamation mark to say the least.
 
Riza felt his hand against her bare skin, and his touch made her shiver. Her eyes closed lightly and her back arched ever so slightly against his chest. And as she felt him playfully biting her ear, she couldn't help but let out a soft whimper in pleasure. Her body trembled gently benieth his fingertips, unable to hide how much she was enjoying this.

She felt the man's touch becomming a bit rougher, sexual intent clearly behind his rather playful gestures. She couldn't help but admit that his attempts to arouse her were working, she could feel it in the way she trembled. "Are you really...?" She asked softly, smirking a bit. "And why might that be?"
 
Alex smirked to her response, rolling over the vast landscape of her form with little heed for the consequences, every sensual slope and valley accounted for by his busy fingers which had snaked along her side and played into the tight rim of her pants.

So confident, and yet, she ceded so willingly. "Since I first laid eyes on you.." He hooked a finger into the lace rim of her panties, and tugged upwards lightly. "Well, I couldn't resist, now could I?"

Free fingers continued their exploration of her torso, reading her like the blind read braille. Every nook was a parcel of information that only made him want to learn more about the femme. Most notably, her sexual appetite.
 
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As his fingers grazed higher against her sensitive skin, Riza gasped, soft whimpers sounding from her agape lips. If that wasn't enough of a sign that she was enjoying herself, her squirming body was a sure sign. "Oh!...I-It's fine..." She forced from her throat as she felt his finger tugging on the string of her thong.

Truth be told, she wanted more, she wanted to feel this man entwined with her sexually ravished body. She wanted to feel his skin in places where she knew held deep, needy sins.

Suddenly she shook her head, feeling her own arousal growing to these thoughts. She looked up to him, a smile still lacing her lips. "I'm glad you couldn't resist <3"
 
Alex felt the shudder through the firm musculature of her flanks. Les frissons , evidence of her pleasure despite what lies were spat out from those oh-so-kissable lips.

Beat finally slowed until all moved in slow motion. Seemingly ritualistic dances were done as though underwater, full sway of the crowd not stopping at the two, Alex not daring to leave the discovery of the treasure to another mate-happy fool.

He swayed and rocked, keeping a firm grip on his slick little prize, tugging upwards on the lace rim over and over again. He could only imagine what a mess she made of herself. "Not the only one ses,"

He exhaled into her ear, wavy hot breath entering the tender orifice like liquid silk.
 
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