Catching Up

I couldn't believe this was happening. It seemed unreal and yet it was. I could feel his nails biting into my skin, the silk of the skirt barely offered any protection from the forceful onslaught of his fingertips. A long drawn out hiss slid across my lips when I felt him slide the skirt up and expose my ass to a hint of the club's warm air.

The swelling of my cock seemed to increase exponentially as he pushed one finger against the thong string and my well-lubed ass. I was overwhelmed by the sensation and the words that I croaked out took me by surprise. "Fuck me, right here, right now!" I told him.

There was no doubt that Mark had heard me, so had a few others. I didn't care though. All I wanted was for him to acknowledge the desire and need evident in both of us.

Mark grinned, spun me around and pushed me against the wall closest to us. I'm shocked and stunned by the proximity we had moved. I knew then that this had always been Mark's intention. He had maneuvered us away from the center of the floor and now the cold wall was the cooling comfort I needed and the support I craved.

I glanced around and caught the eye of the woman he had discarded. I grinned at her, but then turned away. I knew she was going to watch and it made me slightly uncomfortable, but not enough to make me stop Mark. Nothing would.

He grabbed my arms and lifted them over my head. I kept them there, pressed against the wall. The contrasting temperature of the concrete and my skin, sent shivers along my spine. I shook and goose bumps formed, but were soon tempered as I felt his hands lift my skirt and spread my ass open.

Mark grabbed the string of the thong and pulled it to one side. I felt the tearing of the fabric and thought nothing of it. He was all I could think about -he and what was to come.

The first invasion of my ass was like a thick plug being shoved hard and forcefully into a hole that was too small. The penetrating finger moved in and out like a piston. My cock ached as he began to fuck my anal opening. A brief break in the music allowed me to catch the sound of his belt buckle being played with. My lower lip shook violently as I spread my legs apart.