Fantasy Ch. 01

We're on a resort, arrived there for a four-day retreat. We both won raffles from our jobs for "employee appreciation" to the top performers within a company, along with ten other companies for a total of 350 people. It's a new subsidized pilot program the government is trying out to reward hard-working Canadians.

The first night there everyone was gathered at the main hall where they expressed gratitude towards us and explained that this is our time to unwind and have fun with no bosses around. Shortly after that they served cocktails and played a variety of music. It practically turns into a club playing top 40s. I told my self I need more alcohol to get into this type of music to really dance. So I challenge my work colleagues to some shots at the bar.

Now you and I don't know each other, we're complete strangers. You're chilling with your work crew drinking, laughing, talking having a good time. While I'm over with a few of my colleagues having shots at the bar after three rounds the party finally starts. They put on some late 90s early 2000s hip hop.

I'm feeling good now ready to dance. I don't know what it is but music always brings out this sensual side of me and my confidence goes up. I think of it as a type of foreplay, no words are said just body movements to the rhythm of the music.

I spot you and your crew looking good, knowing what's up and holding down your side of the dance floor, you all are definitely pulling a huge crowd who are admiring. I spot you çukurambar escort standing out from the crew confidence is high and moves are on point and your body rhythm is so sensual I forgot where I was while looking at you taking in all of you.

You wore a fitted zipped up jeans body suit that was sleeveless and cleavage to kill, where you had it zipped down pass your breast by just to the top of your stomach and short, almost booty shorts short. With stilettos and a small spaghetti strap purse. Your hair was down in loose curls and the hair to the right was pinned back exposing your long subtle lick able neck. Fack me you look so HAWT!

A few guys tried grabbing at you to dance but you simply stepped away they're not worth your time neither were they on your caliber. You're too good for them I can tell that. Then after avoiding the sixth guy, I started making my way closer to the dance floor. I stop just ten feet from you so you can notice me watching you and enjoying every bit of you. You finally look my way and we locked eyes for which felt like a minute, but in reality, it was only a 20-second stare, but before breaking eye contact you give your most seductive smile and change your rhythm yet again, damn you're good.

I was even more intrigued. I started dancing bringing out my most confident, crowd-pleasing moves and with the help of my drunk mates I drew a crowd one that was larger than yours, all the while I kept you in my peripheral because demetevler escort all these moves were to impress you.

Of course, you are not going to stand for some random dude coming and stealing your crowd. So you decided to step up in the circle and challenge me. We battled, dance move for dance move the club practically had all eyes on us. Then you did this move where to faced me so close I can smell the Ralph Lauren blue perfume (fuck you smell delicious) smiled a devious yet sexy smile, turn right around, spread your legs just a bit wider than shoulder width, bent over grabbed my ankles and dropped your ass/cooch on my crutch and started bumping your pussy right in my now fully erected dick. With that, I threw in the white flag and declared you "The Winner!". Everyone was cheering for you, your girls went crazy. I was still frozen on the dance floor with a sly grin on my face.

The DJ switched to reggae and everyone started wining and grinding. I said naw fack that, you're not walking away with that win. Your friends saw me before you did, I came up behind you, whispered in your ear how amazing you looked and said it's my turn to tease you. We started grinding to "Action" by Buju Banton one of my favourites. At first no hands just your ass against my rock hard shaft, nice and slow to the music. Then you started pushing on my cock harder I grabbed your waist, with my left hand and pulled you in more you leaned back against me and I can smell your pheromones, dikmen escort which drives me crazy. I place my right hand at the back of your neck and bend you over at the waist, securing your waist against mine. I slowly run my right hand down your back towards your ass and left it on your tail bone. I leaned back more moving my hip under you while keeping you in place so my shaft can just start hitting between your virginal opening and choda.

Then I stop because I can tell it was too much stimulation for you on a dance floor with these people. The song changed to some other tune you walked over to your friends hand them your purse looked at me walked over, wrapped your arms around my neck then stared deep into my eyes while pressing your body up to mine. "Dickie Dickie" by Buju Banton came on I slowly lifted you off the ground and rest you in my waist. You wrapped your legs around me, I went into a squat position and leaned back just a bit so you're comfortable and started grinding on you hard and slow while staring into your eyes. At that moment you and I zoned out everyone it was just us, your breathing increased so did mine. At the end of that song, we stopped cause the DJ went rock music right after. I put you down and whispered in your ear for your name and asked if you wanted to go for a walk. You agreed and we left the club /hall.

We made our way to the beach all the wild sticking close to each other touching, talking and touching some more, getting to know each other. We went for something to eat afterward. I dropped you off at your room and was about to leave when you said, you're going to make my pussy throb with your cock all night and then you're going to leave me like this? Then you yanked me into your room and closed the door...

This ends fantasy no. 1