This is Part 1 of 2

Part 2 of 2 can be read HERE

I think we were both 23. We met at a club in Montreal I would go to quite often on weekends. She was a francophone, and french is also my first language, went through school in french...etc etc

I initially planned to also start a french version of this blog, maybe translate the posts so on so forth. I dont completely exclude it for the future, but for now I dont have the time or mental resources to do it properly. Anyways, when im sexual im much more of an anglophone so it just comes more naturally in english. Same for dirty talk in real life etc. Im much more of a savage in english than in french

Back to the story.

She was close to the bar with one of her friends. I spotted them from about 10m away, but could only see their blonde hair and smooth looking faces chatting and giggling with each other. Well...I could also see their upper bodies, and liked what I saw, but im an ass guy more so than a tits guy, so of course I had to take a closer look.

The Honeypot girl (as ill call her here) was wearing a red top, and her friend was wearing a black dress. As I came across the bar making my way through the packed crowd, I got a glimpse of the Honey girl's full figure; she was wearing some thight fitting black fabric pants, same style as you'd see in jeans but didn't look like demin. That was the moment I developped a crush on tight black pants.

Ill probably soon post about the clothes I find hot and make the blood flow into my cock...

I was still probably about 5m away when she looked up as she was giggling with her friend and our eyes met for the first time, the instant that happened her face when from smiling and glowing to a sort of blank stare that lasted 1.5 seconds before she looked back to her friend (which had her back towards me) and pretended nothing happened. She just kind've looked at her and her lips were not moving anymore.

I was walking in their direction, making my way around the bar. My buddy was with me and we were moving slowly, trying to have a conversation over the loud music.

I'll likely post about why I was going out and stuff, you know, deep down I don't like it much, but it was funny to me when I realized women actually like doing this, like its actually fun to them...

I passed in front of them moments later, and the friend turned her head looked at me and looked at the Honey girl with a smile, I just walked right pas but was looking at them through the corner of my eye. The friend made a mocking gesture looking at her as if she was just casually yanking her pants off after seeing me.

Now, Im actually quite shy, I'm not anti-social by any measure, but socializing is not very "fun" to me. But you know, Darwin is really a persistent asshole and he keeps knocking on the door incessantly. So when he calls, I go into a sort of trance (as some friends I would go out with to meet girls told me).

I dont really remember what I did or said, as usual. But I was just standing a meter away from her back to back, bent over talking to my buddy (actually probably yealling in his ear over the loud music) and I could feel her hornyness through the air.

I turned around and gently touched her left hand with my right. She seemed so docile and comfortable it just made me really relaxed almost instantly, really soothing. She looked right up to me and our eyes locked again, as I heard her friend come close to her ear and say something like:

• "Allez juste profites en" // Translation: "Come on just enjoy it"

I really like these kind of friends, basically the polar opposite of a cockblock. I remember talking to the friend a bit and the Honey girl just stood in front of me, we were still holding hands. The friend left us.

It was a 2 story club. We were on the first floor and stayed there & chatted a little. I remember felling she was extremely horny. I was salivating looking at her perfect legs and ass, the was they blended into each other, her pants were fitting her perfectly, revealing a nice gap around her groin and defining her rear to a T, splitting the 2 cheeks apart and letting me rest by big hands on them. Can't recall what kind of shoes she was wearing, I think they may have been like 1" heels, but I remember the shoes were also black. Her red top was silky smooth but not silk, don't know what it was made of, but she had immaculate skin leading to her conservative cleavage. Her breast were in perfect proportional harmony as the rest of her body.

My hands were on her ass, and I still had her left hand in my right, which I had rested on her behind while my hands just rested gently there. She was probably 5'6/7" and I'm quite tall so I was doing a mini split as I was standing in front of her.

I slowly started to squeeze her cheeks and lifting them slightly at the same time, making her feel her own ass with the hand I had under my control. Her eyes looked down & my dick went hard and she knew it. It was too loud to hear a moan, but it made her inseam warm, and I knew it.

I was quite lucky with some occasional very fast meetings that led to sex, these were mostly just good for ego boost really, not necessarily very satisfying. Ill probably write a few of these stories eventually. But this girl was fun to be with and despite me wanting to push myself inside her right then and there, I felt she was quite shy and it made me even more aroused, so I preferred to enjoy my time with her than try to turn in into an uncommon sexcapade. I knew that this girl would eventually make me cum, & as I mentioned, I rarely cum from sex unfortunately, but I get a good sense of which potential partner I could have orgasms with quite rapidly.

I walked with her through the crowd to the staircase holding her hand, when we got upstairs we saw her friend hanging out and she went towards her. I just gave her some space and hung out on the bar. It felt as if she was going to ask her friend for some kind of reassurance or permission. I knew the friend approved of me, what a great person she was :) haha

Honeygirl came back and took my hand to walk towards the dancefloor, and we went to the back of it where there was some space. I not the biggest fan of dancing, and dancing to pop music is not really that gracious. I don't really know what to call the dance we were doing but I was holding her hips, and we were moving in sync. She seemed like a shy and conservative women, and it made me very very aroused. But I knew she must have been dripping between her legs, she was like putty in my arms and so docile. I had to know.

My right hand moved to the front of her pants, lifting her red shirt just so slightly, reveling a perfect flat stomach with immaculate skin. The pants were tight, her whole body was tight. I could see the top edge of her fushia panties sticking out by a few millimeters. I slid the top of my fingers along the top edge of her pants starting at the hipbone, behind her underwear, moving down deep in her pants with my hand. Her right hand grabbed my wrist, but it was not resistance, she was just looking for some grip a my middle finger slid along her clit and along the entrance of her vagina. She was SOAKING WET. She was so wet I could have immediately pushed 3 fingers in effortlessly.

Ill write a post about how I like to touch women, I usually use my fingers on the outside and rarely "finger" them so to speak. Fingers are a quite poor substitute to a bar of flesh as a penetration tool. Of course, there's the G-spot, A-spot etc...but I don't see myself as some kind of sex scientist. Every women is different, & its like playing a different musical instrument each time, but with some approaches giving more of the feedback you need to make them gush, moan and cum repeatedly.

As my index and middle finger were moving slowly up and down her lips, I sensed she was about to lose balance. She was looking down, almost as if she wanted to look inside her pants, but she was also self-conscious because people were around. I brought her close to me, made her hold me, and kept playing along with her.

She was perfect, her body yes and I was experiencing with it, but also her face, blonde hair, blue eyes, pink lips, no makeup at all, her cheeks were bubbly. I wanted to make this girl taste herself. I pulled my hand out slowly and she looked at me.

• I stared into her eyes;
  • Slowly raised my hand with a peace sign but wiggling my fingers
  • She followed my hand with a smiling gaze at it moved to my mouth and I put my 2/3 of my index finger in my mouth and licked all her fresh wetness off
  • She looked at me with a hypnotized smile, and I brought her close to me
  • I made her lick herself off my middle finger and she licked all of it...so hot

This girl tasted like honey

We exchanged numbers that night, but she had to leave not too long after because she lived a fair bit away from the city and her friends were giving her a ride.

Part 2 of 2 can be read HERE

I'd say she was properly depraved and so was I...
Let me know what you think
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