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In The Night Ch. 02

By: shelly2012



Standing in front of the full length mirror, Callie slowly pulled up the tiny black skirt over her lacey thong. After one more touch up in the mirror, she was ready...ready to find that hot piece of ass she dreamt about, and she knew just where to find him.

Callie stood at the door waiting to hand over her I.D., listening to the bass pound from inside the double doors. Already the vibrations had her pussy wet. The tingling deep within also partly came from watching the bouncer and his "want-to-be" entourage of half built guys undressing her with their hungry eyes. "You wish big guys," Callie thought as she stood with I.D. in hand. Slowly licking her lips at them, she gave them a little bit of what they would never get. They shifted in their stance, probably ready to head home and jack off to thought of having a piece of her sweet tight ass.

The dance floor was dark. Only flashing strobe lights and neon signs lit her way. She knew exactly where to find Casey and so she headed to the back of the bar. As she drew closer, she spotted him leaning forward, tending to some college brunette who was already too drunk for her own good. Damn, he was sexy in his tight black shirt showing the curves of his tight muscular chest and abs. His arms were tan from the sun, and he had scruffy end of the day facial hair. Mmmm, he looked like a bad boy, and by the way her pussy throbbing, that bad boy would be hers...tonight.

"What will it be, sexy?" Casey asked to the young, stumbling brunette standing before him. The girl blushed and giggled, as they all do, giving him her order for some fruity mixed drink. She tossed a couple of ones in the tip-jar. He would say anything if it kept the tips coming. As Casey placed the last drink on the bar, he scanned the crowd as he always did. The place of packed with the usual college crowd, now doing some hip-hop line dance across the dance floor. His nights working at the bar used to be fun and exciting, but over the last two years the excitement had begun to fade. He wanted some fun, something different. As his eyes drifted back to the right of the bar, Casey's stomach tightened and his dick throbbed in his jeans. Was that Callie heading his way?!! Damn, he thought, as his eyes were drawn to her long, sexy, and exposed legs. His cock bounced again in response to her tight mini skirt all snug around those gorgeous curvy hips. "Calm down boy," he said silently to the bulge in his pants. She was headed toward Rob's end of the bar.

It had been almost a year since their last "hook-up." Callie made her way up to the end of the bar. She had seen his head jerk in her direction. She smiled knowing that she had him distracted from the crowd of thirsty customers.

"One Budlight and a shot of Patron" She told the bartender who approached her. "Looks like someone is planning on having some fun tonight." He said, handing her the drinks.

"You have no idea," she said as she downed her shot and grabbed the beer. The bartender moved on to his awaiting customers. Callie looked up to see Casey starring at her, as she leaned forward to drop a dollar in the tip-jar. All the while, she exposed a bit of cleavage in Casey's direction. 

Casey grinned at the sight, knowing exactly what she was doing. Their eyes locked, he moved seductively down to her end of the bar.

"Fucking tease," he said, as he leaned over the counter in front of her.

"You know you like it." She said, slowly sipping from her bottle, and tonguing the glassy rim with a mischievous smile.

"You know I do... it's been awhile." Casey managed, distracted by his cock hardening down the inside of his thigh.

"Guess you better do something about that then, huh?" Callie said, as she slowly stood from her stool. Turning to walk away, she smiled back at him, then headed out to the dance floor. He grinned back, knowing his night just got exciting.

Hours went by and the music boomed playing songs from the top 10, but all Casey could think about was Callie...and that sweet, sweet ass. He worked through the night, counting down the minutes 'till closing time. He watched the crowd intently, following Callie's every move, always pleased knowing she was still there.

The lights of the club flickered alive, letting the crowd know their fun had come to an end. There was the usual guttural moan of disappointment. Callie made her way to the exit quickly, knowing Casey would be on the prowl to stop her, but she had other plans in mind for him. As Callie passed the bar, she gave one last wink to her sexy target, and headed to the double doors.

Making her way out the exit, she spotted Casey's truck right away. It sat towards the side of the building, in a dark and abandoned area. Callie lowered the tail-gate, and took a seat, waiting. She watched the crowds slowly stumble through the parking lot to their vehicles. Headlights flickered past, and the lot grew empty. It was only lit by a distant street light. Callie's excitement grew, knowing Casey would be done with his shift in mere moments, and then she could get her hands on him. Just the thought of it made those sexy black thongs moist. Her sexual tension was so unbearable, the thought of touching herself out there in the dark, on the back that tail-gate, thrilled her.

Casey hurried through his after-hours clean up, eyeing his watch as the time ticked away. "Fuck!" he muttered under his breath as he wiped down the bar top. He was consumed with the fear that he had missed his chance with Callie tonight, after all this time. Casey thought back to that one night, a year ago, when he had the best fuck of his life. As his memories flooded back, his cock again grew hard in his jeans, aching for pleasure.

Callie's thoughts filled her, as she pictured Casey naked, cock hard in his hand, just like he had been during their last encounter. Her pussy throbbed. "Hmmm, a little bit of play can't hurt," she thought as she rubbed her hand down her inner thigh and over the slickening crevice beneath her skirt. Callie could no longer wait. Her clit tingled and pulsated as she leaned back on one elbow and separated her thighs just enough for her to slide her fingers inside her panties. She rubbed the wet, hard bud in a slow circular motion, letting out a slight moan. Callie began to rub harder as her fingers became slick from her juices. Her fingers slid easily up and down her pussy and over her now protruding clit. Each swipe caused her pussy to drip creamy juices down the side of her thigh. Before she could stop herself, her body jerked as a shot of electricity burned through her core in response to her orgasm. Callie hadn't even thought about the possibly of wondering eyes during her moment of self-pleasure, all she knew was that she was ready for more.

Casey threw down the white rag, grabbed his jacket and headed out the side door. His eyes slowly adjusted to the night before he headed towards his truck. Immediately he noticed his tail-gate was down. He cursed under his breath, thinking some drunken asshole had been messing with his truck. Never had he imagined it would be Callie.

As Callie heard the bar door slam, she hurried in adjusting her skirt, and slowly sat back up. It was Casey. 'Now the fun begins,' she thought, as her insides lit up, ready for some action...again.

Casey made his way to his truck, noticing it was Callie perched on the bed of his truck. Looking his way, she smiled at him, sending his cock into a fury, as though his rock hard shaft was fighting the zipper of his jeans.

"I thought you left." He said, tilting his head to the side so see her better in the light.

"Well, what would be the fun in that?" She returned, in a low sexy voice.

Casey's dick throbbed in pain. 'It's now or never,' he thought. He looked around the parking lot, assuring all was clear and lifted Callie from the truck bed.

A rush of fervor rocketed through Callie's body as Casey grabbed her off the truck. Without hesitation, Callie wrapped her tight legs around his waist. She moaned in excitement, as Casey held her, his hands firmly gripping her ass, giving a quick squeeze to each globe. She leaned forward, finding Casey's neck. She worked her tongue up the tender skin and suckled his ear lobe. His body shivered in response. He turned his head, planting his lips on hers. Capturing her mouth with his, he slowly slid his tongue in. Their tongues danced circles with one another, as Casey pushed her up against the side of the truck, still holding her in his strong arms. As their mouths continued to tease, Callie felt him move one hand off her ass. He slid his free hand down the underside of Callie's thigh, slowly pushing up that sexy skirt. 

"God, you're fucking hot," he murmured, as he planted kisses on her neck, and down her chest. His hand ventured to the inside of her thigh. She released her clawing grip from his back and slowly lifted up on her fitted little halter top. With swift motion she pulled it off, and tossed it into the gravel. She let out a cry, as Casey's teeth quickly found her beaded nipple.

"Oh yah, that feels so good," she managed to say as her breathing quickened. He continued to circle her darkened nipples, his tongue paying equal attention to each breast. The scent of her perfume was making him dizzy, or possibly it was the pain coming from his stiff cock. Casey's hand slid against her hot mound, and then his thumb rubbed over her covered pussy. He could tell she was wet by the moisture he felt seeping through her panties. Callie let out a deep groan as Casey rubbed her clit into a hardened bud. In response to his fingers, she leaned back against the truck, hoping to place most of her weight there, and offering him more of her wet core. He gripped her panties with his fingers and moved the lace aside, exposing her beautiful damp folds to him. As she leaned back, he slid his fingers into her pussy. 

"You are so wet," he whispered to her as he pounded his fingers deeper into her hole. Callie could only whimper in response, her breathing heavy. Casey knew she was ready for more, as her inner walls clenched down around his fingers. She moaned as his fingers slid out, her head dizzy with how good he felt in her. Her balance shifted and she let out a cry.

"Sshhhhh, someone will hear you," Casey murmured. Callie let out a laugh at his sudden modesty. Her balance shifted again, and she reached out, grabbing the sides of the truck bed. 

"What are you doing?" she asked, as she felt his other hand pull away. Her legs tightened around his waist. She shivered at the adrenaline rush from the precarious position, and possibly from the breeze against her bare ass.

"I need to let him out, babe," Casey said as his hands worked around her legs to free his dick from his pants. He quickly worked his jeans and boxers down his legs the best he could, leaving them mid-thigh.

"Mmmmmm, I like that," Callie said, nodding towards his cock standing tall between her legs. He repositioned his hands under her ass, and stepped closer into the space between her thighs. She felt his hard shaft up against her wet pussy lips. All she could do was moan, wanting more of him, all of him, inside her. Casey read her mind. Urgently, his hands squeezed her ass and lifted her up, his mushroom tip at the opening of her pussy. Letting go of the truck, Callie dug her hands into his shoulders, trying to lower herself down onto his cock. She let out a whimper and bit her bottom lip, pleading with him to just shove his dick in her.

"Please...fuck me, Casey," She pleaded.

"That's what I plan to do," He whispered as he lowered her wet hole over his cock. 

"Fuck.." he let out in a moan as her tight pussy slid down his shaft. 

"Oh yes..." Callie let out, as Casey's dick stretched her pussy opening around his thick cock. She couldn't believe how good he felt, as she continued to take him in completely. Her pussy gripped him, his lower stomach getting wet from her juices. He grasped her ass tightly, almost parting those sexy cheeks. Pulling back, he pounded his dick into her the second time. Callie let out with a satisfied cry.

"You feel so good," She moaned, between each driving stroke that followed. She pumped her hips back and forth to meet each thrust, feeling his balls smack the tight pink hole of her ass. As he pinned her up against the truck and fucked her, he could feel her wetness soaking the curly hair around his dick. Their pace quickened. He pulled her closer against him with each plunging stroke, forcing his cock deep into her pussy. He knew she was getting closer to cumming, as her pussy began to constrict around his dick.

Sucking in deep breaths with each inward stab, Callie tried not to cry out too loudly. Her body began to quiver. 

Casey continued to drive his dick in and out of her pussy as it squeezed more and more around his cock. The thought of her impending orgasm drove Casey closer to his own. He could feel his balls begin to tighten up, readying themselves for one hell of an explosion.

As they rode each other in simultaneous motion, Callie arched her back against the truck. Casey drove his dick into her so hard it threw her into immediate orgasm. She cried out in response. Her body shivered in waves. She felt his cock explode inside her then, filling her pussy with streams of white creamy cum. Their combined nectar dripped down his inner thigh, his cock still throbbing inside her. 

The two stood there, with all to bare, breathing heavily. Casey's breath slowed, and he leaned forward to assault her mouth one more time. As he pulled back, Callie smiled in response, obviously satisfied. He lifted her off his softening cock, and carefully lowered her to the ground. Legs still wobbly, she kept a hand on the side of the truck. 

Casey leaned down and pulled his clothes up over his bare ass. Then he helped Callie rearrange her disheveled skirt, brushing his fingers across her soaked pussy one last time. Callie retrieved her shirt and slid it back on. Dressed again, they faced each other. Casey smiled at Callie, feeling exhausted, yet utterly satisfied. He had been thinking to himself that this time she would not disappear on him again. But as that thought left his head, Callie stepped forward, giving him a quick kiss on the lips...

"See ya when I see ya," she said, walking off into the darkness, a smile on her face.

In The Night Ch. 03



Weeks went by and still Casey had not seen or heard from Callie. After their hot rendezvous outside the night club, all he could think about was getting her naked again. He picked up his phone and dialed her number, only to get her voicemail.

Callie held up her phone to see his name flashing across the screen. "Oh Casey, are you missing me?" she said to herself, laughing as she tucked her phone away. She loved how desperate he was for her at this moment and wasn't sure if she really wanted to give him what he wanted...yet.

She fell back onto her bed, nestling her head onto the fluffy white pillows. She laid there thinking about Casey and their last encounter. Just thinking about his dick stiff and up right made her damp down below. She thought about his fingers, teasing her clit into a hard swollen nub. How his tongue could make her whimper when he harassed her nipples. By now she was horny and beginning to rub her hand between her firm thighs.

She quickly kicked off her pants and worked her way out of her pink thong. The air from the room cooled her moistened pussy and set chills up her belly. As she continued to think about Casey she traced her fingers down her smooth stomach, slowly opening her thighs. As her pink slick lips began to separate, she slowly slid her finger over her wet throbbing clit. As she massaged the tingling nub harder in circular motions, she could feel her warm sticky cream begin to flow, gradually trickling out her pussy and down her ass. Her hips, beginning to thrust forward and back with each stroke of her finger, she could feel her tummy tightening as she worked herself closer to orgasm. She continued to manipulate her clit occasionally giving it a pinch between her fingers. As her body quaked she slid her finger down the slickened trail that was her clit and inserted it into her warm wet pussy. As she pumped herself, her fingers became engulfed in her sultry cum as she sent herself into climax. Once the waves of orgasm settled, she withdrew her fingers and headed to the bathroom leaving her undergarments spread along the foot of her bed. She cleaned up at the sink and stood starring at the mirror. She let out a sigh as she turned off the water knowing she could not hold out much longer before she would need Casey's cock in her.

A few days had gone by and Casey still had heard nothing. He was getting tired of jacking himself off thinking about her. At work he tried to stay occupied with bartending duties, but he couldn't help scanning the crowd each night in hopes of seeing her again. 

Again, his shift ended and he walked out to his truck, disappointed in not seeing her perched up on his tail- gate. He drove home alone...again.

Like always he jumped in the shower and threw on some loose fitting sweats that sat low on the hips and decided to forfeit the shirt. He planted himself on his bed lying atop the covers and flipped on the TV.

Callie sat on her large comfy sofa as she read through her messages. Occasionally looking up at the TV screen not really paying much attention to what was on. As she read the multiple messages from Casey, her pussy began to tingle in reply to his pleadings and graphic descriptions of what he wanted to do to her. She thought about pleasuring herself again but not tonight. She tossed her phone on the table and headed to her bedroom. She quickly slipped into some sexy lingerie, grabbed her coat and scarf and headed out the door.

She pulled up the long gravel drive and threw her car in park and shut off the engine. Her insides quivered in excitement over the thrill of what was to come.

Casey continued to flip through the stations when he thought he heard a car door. He paused for just a moment and shrugged off what he thought was his imagination. As he settled on a station to watch he heard a quick rattle at his front door. Not expecting anyone this late...or really this early on the morning...it was rounding 3am; he hurried down the hall and made his way down the steps. Casey, without hesitation, opened the door to see Callie standing before him.

"It's been awhile " she teased as he took a step into the doorway obviously still surprised by seeing her standing there in a knee length black coat tied around the waist, silhouetting her curves perfectly and shiny black stilettos. She had thought the shoes to be a bit cliché, but hey, sexy is sexy no matter how you look at it.

Casey swallowed hard trying to find words as his cock bounced to life in his pants. All he could manage was a question he already had an answer for. "You want to come in?"

As she seductively strutted past him he shut the door and gave his standing prick a swat in hopes to lower the erect tee -pee he had down below. Without saying a word she grabbed his hand and led him up the stairs. She still remembered the layout of his house. Casey could only smile as he followed her swaying tight ass up the stairs watching her exposed calves flex with each step she took in her arched heels. She led him up the steps and into the dark living space occupied by a simple sofa set, TV, and a kitchen table nestled in the back corner. The lights were off with only an orange illumination from the porch light seeping in from the front window giving the room a sexy seductive glow.

Callie turned to face him. He was so fucking hot standing there in front of her in his grey sagging sweats sitting just so on his hips. His was chest bare and chiseled with his muscles pulsating with nervousness. She could tell he was going commando by the way his cock swayed freely beneath the fabric as he shifted his weight from one foot to another. 

"You ready to play hot stuff?" She questioned as she began to unbutton her jacket.

"Fuck yea" he responded as his cock quickly stood at attention as she dropped her coat to the floor. Flexing his hands, he readied himself to get a firm grip on whatever part of her body he could.

"Damn" was all he could muster up as his mouth went dry and his heart begun to race. 

She stood there wearing a black Teddy. This was no usual Teddy....at least not one he had ever seen before but he sure as hell liked it. The tight black corset gripped around her waist, accentuating her intoxicating curves and pushing up her breasts just enough her dark little nipples were close to popping out. Black silky ribbons fell alongside her hips tickling the tops of her thighs. Thin black material traced the inner side of her thighs splitting open in the front exposing her pink shaven pussy.

"I guess you like it, huh?" she asked as his eyes continued to scan her body from head to toe.

He had no words to offer at the moment and merely nodded trying to keep himself from reaching into his pants and gripping his cock in his hand. She turned away from him allowing him the view of her tight white ass, snugged so nicely under the shear black panties. All Casey could think was "too bad the back isn't opened for viewing pleasure like the front." He licked his dry lips as he watched her walk to the kitchen table and grabbed a chair.

Callie couldn't help but be turned on by her own charades. She pulled the chair from the table and slid it toward the open space she previously occupied. As she settled the seat, she smacked the wooden top encouraging him to sit.

He gave her a smirk as she tapped the chair, enjoying the view of her bent over with her breasts pushed forward by the clenching corset. She didn't have large breasts, but God damn she had nice ones. All he could think about was bending her over that chair and fucking that pink little pussy playing 'peek-a-boo' between her crotchless panties.

Callie slapped the chair again, "SIT!" she demanded.

Casey, lost in thought, hurried to the chair and sat down as ordered. His cock now standing hard and tall, as Callie tongued his sensitive ear from behind. She ran her hands down his tense arms weaving her fingers into his. She continued to work her mouth along the back of his neck as she slowly pulled his arms behind the chair.

Just then Casey was pulled back to reality as he realized what she was up to. He began to pull his arms from her grip, trying to avoid the bondage that was coming. He had never been a fan of the idea of being tied up, tying her down was more his avenue.

"Uh, uh, uh," Callie whispered into his ear as she grabbed the scarf, till dangling from her neck. Up until now, he hadn't even noticed the scarf.

'Sneaky little she-devil' he thought to himself.

Once she had his arms tied back, Callie smoothed her hands over his solid shoulders and down his smooth chiseled chest, rubbing his nipples into hardened pebbles. He let out a soft hum as she aroused his nipples and grazed his neck with her velvety lips. His cock bobbed in his sweats as he felt her corseted breasts press against his bare upper back. Oh, what he would give to have those perky tits in his mouth right now.

She slowly, yet seductively worked her way around the chair as he began to shift in his seat, secretly tugging at the make-shift bondage. Surprised how good a job she did of tying his arms down, he gave up on his efforts. Casey could feel the beads of sweat expanding across his brow; his nervousness beginning to build. Despite feeling uneasy about being tied down, Casey's arousal grew, as did his erection. 

Callie stood in front of him, deliberately opening her thighs, just enough to offer him a view of her dampened lips. 'Time to tease' she thought to herself as she gracefully slid her hands over her corset and cupping her breasts. She knew he was very interested as she watched his eyes open wide in amusement. She slipped her fingers through the velvet trimming that laced her ensemble. Skimming her upper lip with the tip of her tongue, Callie tugged releasing the bow supporting her breasts. As the corset loosened its grip, it fell to the floor, allowing her tits to bounce free. The teasing games she played ignited a fire in her, causing her pussy to tingle in anticipation.

Casey, sitting like a 'good-boy,' fought back the urge to saturate the inside of his pants from the sight of her stripping before him. All he could think about was how badly he wanted to grip his stiff rod and fist it, as her delicate hands explored her own nude body. He sat, breathing increasing, watching her hands glide over her breasts, rubbing her nipples. 

"Fuck..." Casey muttered as she stepped forward between his legs brushing his throbbing cock with her shapely thigh. 

"Suck 'em sexy," She stated swiping her now firm nipples across his cheek and over his plump lips.

Eagerly, Casey leaned forward, being reminded of his limited range of motion, and opened his mouth welcoming her breast into his salivating mouth. 

"Mmmmmm, that's it sweetheart, just like that," Callie whimpered as he happily sucked her tender skin into his mouth assaulting each bud with his tongue.

Gripping the back of his neck, she threw her head back, allowing her blonde hair to tickle her shoulder blades. The sensations his whirling tongue generated was causing her inner thighs to moisten. He groaned as his mouth tightened around her breasts, as his mouth became more aggressive. Releasing her grasp from his neck, Callie slapped his cheek. He released his bite, stunned by the sting of her hand.

"That's enough of that, stingy boy." Callie said playfully, leaning over, offering him a quick peck on the lips.

"Come on Callie, untie me, I don't think I can stay this way all night." he pleaded, slightly pulling his arms forward in efforts of trying to break the bondage. 

"No worries, Case, it won't be all night."

She continued to lower herself to her knees, eventually kneeling between his legs, close enough to feel his perky member throb against her stomach. She leaned in placing her lips on his chest, feeling the rise and fall of his rapid breathing. She trailed her tongue to his dark stiffened nipple, warming it with her mouth. She continued to pursue each tip, before nibbling down on the tender bud, not releasing until she provoked just enough discomfort.

Casey was so aroused by her busy mouth, he could feel the wet spot his pre-cum had created on his pants. Lost in the unbelievable scenario playing before him, he cried out from the painful sensation he felt from her bite. Although he was uncomfortable, he couldn't help but be turned on. "Uhhhhh..." he managed to mumble, wishing his hands were available to free himself from her gnawing grip.

"Awwww, did that hurt?" She asked in a low sarcastic tone.

Trying to play it off as though he was fine, Casey worked up a smiled, "Of course not."

"Liar!!" she quickly retorted and swiftly pinched each nipple between her fingers until he yelled out. 

As he grimaced from the assault, she gently slid her hands beneath his ass. Casey was able to slightly raise his sweet little rear to allow room for her hands. Before he could rest his tight cheeks on her palms, she gripped the seam of his pants and jerked them down far enough to expose his thick hard-on. His pulse increased at the thought of his member finally getting its well-deserved attention. Casey shifted and shook his lower-half excitedly, shimmying out of his pants and kicking them aside. By now, his cock was painfully hard with every vein pulsating from base to tip, pre-cum slowly escaped. 

Casey tried thrusting his pelvis forward as he watched her lower her mouth toward his purple head. Watching him push his hips forward, she gripped his waist and shoved him back in the seat. Exhaling loudly, he felt the sting of the wood back chair along his spine.

"Yummy," she groaned as she bit her bottom lip, eyeing the glistening bleb of creamy cum. Callie clutched his knees and aggressively spread his legs open. Casey jerked slightly at the discomfort of the forceful repositioning. As he was expecting a warm, wet mouth to take hold of his dick, he unexpectedly felt her palm wrap around his member, her thumb covering his bulging tip with his cum. Shoving his hips forward, he pushed more of his dick into her hand.

All she wanted was to suck that massive cock. As his moaning increased, she continued to knead his cock pumping her hand up and down, occasionally tugging at his sac. By now her inner thighs were sticky, tempting her to slip a free hand downward. Thoughts of his dick pumping in and out of her pussy put her in near orgasm.

"Faster," he begged in a low husky voice, still driving his cock the best could in his position.

"Getting a little greedy, are we?" Callie accused, letting go of his shaft.

"No, no, no, no," he whined as she quickly released her grip.

In one, swift continuous movement, she stood back up in front of him. Visibly showing off her dampened pussy, unfortunately it was too far for Casey's tongue to reach. Wetting a finger in her mouth, she began to pleasure herself, allowing him the view of her separating her lips. His dick painfully bobbed as he watched the erotic show.

"Come on Callie, let me go so I can do that for you" he begged.

"Oh, I am doing just fine sweetheart" she said slowly as she worked her finger over her swollen clit, giving him an occasional grin, knowing it was driving him crazy. 

She continued to work herself over until she pleasured herself enough to finally allow Casey to join in.

Sexually frustrated and still tied to the chair, Casey's dick stood tall and ached as the blood pulsed through his deep purple veins. 

"Suck my dick," he demanded with a shy grin on his face.

Callie smiled, "You need to say please, sexy."

"Please, please, please!!!" Casey replied instantaneously. His excitement increasing, as he watched her walk forward and kneel to the ground in front of him. Damn, she was hot. All he could think about was her tight jaw and thick wet lips around his cock. 

Callie once again gripped his shaft in her hand, slowly pumping it in her palm. Casey's dick solid, she knew he needed some release.

She lowered her mouth over the tip of his cock, tasting the sweet nectar that was slowly dripping out. Casey groaned with gratification. She circled his tip with her tongue as she ran her hands up his flexed thighs. He tingled with desire.

Callie lowered her mouth further over his bobbing cock, taking in more of him. She continued to work her tongue around his dick, tracing the thick vein with pressure. Deep moans echoed above her, as Casey thrust his hips forward. Taking him in further, she drove her mouth down his shaft, deep throating him the best she could. He had a thick cock and the more the sucked and licked the more sore her jaw became. She didn't care, she enjoyed pleasuring him this way. As she pulled her mouth back up his shaft, she sucked down hard, slightly pulling on his cock skin until she felt his mushroom head at her lips. She replaced her mouth with her hand, and lowered her lips to his sac, slowly sucking and nibbling at the tender skin. She knew he loved this by the way he opened his thighs for her, increasing his moans.

"Oh, Cal...that feels...so good." He managed.

Callie knew she could not hold off much longer before she would need to ride his cock. Her pussy becoming more wet with each minute of her teasing. She stopped playing with his sac before he climaxed. She worked him up just enough, and now it was time for her.

She rose slowly, giving him another peck on the lips. 

"I'm ready now!!" she said straddling him in the chair. Allowing her pussy to hover over his hard cock.

She leaned forward, teasing his neck with her tongue, and occasionally biting his ear. She placed her hands over his broad shoulders.

"Let me fuck you," he said with hunger in his eyes. She loved that look.

"Oh no baby," she said placing a palm along his cheek "I'm going to fuck you." 

She then leaned in and kissed him hard on the lips, allowing their tongues to move freely with one another. There was something about kissing him, that made her core heat up. Her pussy throbbed as she felt wetness spreading over her swollen pink lips. As she passionately assaulted his mouth, she lowered herself gently over his rigid cock. They both moaned simultaneously at the incredible sensation they felt as their sultry parts met.

Casey's bulging rod damn near exploded as he felt Callie's hot wet pussy engulf him. He tried to push his dick in faster as she lowered herself on him, but due to his present position, he failed. She continued to sink down over him until the tip of his dick was forced fully inside the soft moisten walls. It drove him mad, as she sat atop of him and did not move. He could hardly focus on kissing her, while her pussy held him. Allowing his thick round cock to stretch her pussy, she sat motionless, enjoying the feeling of his dick throbbing inside of her. As the initial sting of his size subsided, Callie gradually began to slide her pussy up his shaft and back down again. With each drive deeper than the one before. As she continued to ride his cock, she rested her hands behind her on his shaking knees, allowing her the ability to arch her back just enough to open her pussy more for him. Callie drove her wet pussy harder and deeper over Casey's dick, pushing her hips forward so her budding clit grated along the fine hairs that traced the top of his shaft. With her pussy stretched and her clit tingling, she drove herself toward climax, hissing and moaning with joy. 

She knew Casey was getting closer too as he began to tighten his thigh muscles and grind his teeth. She slowed her pace over his cock, almost grinding him in slow motion.

As he sat on the chair and Callie rode him, Casey's balls began to tighten up, letting him know he was close to blowing his load. He continued to hold off, knowing she was getting close too. Her pussy began to tighten around his shaft, slowly squeezing it with each thrust she gave. He could feel her pussy beginning to drip with creamy cum, soaking the base of his cock, giving his hairs a glistening affect in the faint light.




In The Night Ch. 04



Weeks had gone by; neither Callie nor Casey had seen or touched each other. For the two months before that, the two of them had remained locked up in the bedroom every chance they got. Once Callie's shift had changed at work, their time together had dwindled down to mere text messages, if that. Callie loved working in the emergency room. The rush of adrenaline is what she lived for; however, most of her nights were spent tending to sore throats and coughs. She would get the occasional deep laceration requiring sutures, but the true emergencies were always few and far between in a small town like hers. While she enjoyed working night shift, her time off was spent sleeping, more than anything else.

Casey would call or text Callie every couple days, wanting her to come and play. He began to wonder if their time together was coming to an end, since he never would get a response. Years ago, she would be the one calling and texting him... When did he lose control, he would think to himself?

Callie woke up from sleep to realize it was 1pm in the afternoon. She felt pretty good after only 3 hours of sleep. It was Friday, her weekend off started now. She rested in her bed, soft white covers pulled up to her chin, and grabbed her phone. She was surprised to see that Casey had only messaged her twice today. She contemplated responding back, but 'then what' she thought to herself. She had become bored with their routine and location. The same sex, same bed, same house; she was ready for something different. She decided the next three days she was going to play out her fantasies. 

She jumped up from her bed and headed for the shower; she had some shopping to do. Walking across the room she stripped off her tank top and slid out her thongs. Her darkened nipples quickly hardened from the cool breeze circulating the room from the ceiling fan. "Watch out Casey boy, it's time to play." She giggled to herself as she started the shower, letting the small room begin to fill with steam. Her need for adrenaline had taken over.

Casey rolled out of bed around 5pm. Groaning with grogginess as he shuffled across the floor, he adjusted his plaid sleep pants, as they were tugging a bit due to his awaking wood. He managed to make it to his sink, where he ran some cold water; splashing it on his face. Looking down, he rolled his eyes noticing his hard-on was still present; typically the cool water helped with this, but not today. Casey decided to jump in a cool shower, in hopes it would settle down his prick a bit, when heard his cell phone chime. He left the bathroom in search of the phone, noticing the distraction was helping his member relax. He grabbed his phone and reviewed the message. He noticed it was from Callie and opened the message immediately.

"Damn it!!!!" he responded as his dick shot straight up in his pants; he stood there starring at a picture of Callie's tight white ass. He could tell by the picture she was slightly bent forward as her pussy lightly peeked between her legs. He took a deep breath in, and headed back to the bathroom; tossing his phone on his bed, with an after-thought he picked up his phone. He whipped his phone open, pulled his pjs down and took a snapshot of his hard-on. His cock was like a rock still, he tried not thinking about her gorgeous picture, yet that was easier said than done. With water running in the shower, Casey threw off his pants, glaring at his dick with angry eyes, "damn her," he thought, "all this time, and that's what your gonna do to me." He said aloud, stepping into the cold water. He howled at the coolness of the water, and decided to forfeit the cold shower, and quickly switched the nozzle to warm. His cock was beginning to pound as he began to lather himself with soap. Working the suds down his chest, his pelvis began to tingle, as his cock bobbed against his abdomen. 'Oh what the hell' he thought as he worked up slippery lather around his dick. Standing under the showering nozzle, he rubbed the tip of his head with his thumb. He slowly began to grind his hand up and down his firm shaft. Separating his legs for a better stance, he continued to pump his cock, squeezing his fingers tight as he glided them closer to his purple head. Stroking his cock harder and faster, he could feel his balls begin to constrict, as he grew closer to his finish. His motions picked up speed with relentless effort, knocking the shampoo bottle off the ledge. Without slowing down, Casey pumped his dick hard, shooting his white stringy load along the tile wall. He kept a hold of his cock and squeezed forcefully moving his hand from base to tip milking out the last bit of cum. Feeling slightly relieved, he finished his shower and got dressed.

Callie swung into the gas station parking lot, needing to make one last stop before she headed home. Standing in line, waiting to check out, she silently listened to the couple standing beside her. Some young girl was babbling on to her boyfriend about her day at work. Callie turned and offered a sympathetic smile to the poor soul; he obviously did not have much care in regards to how to properly dress a display mannequin. Luckily, Callie was distracted by the chirping of an incoming message. She dug threw her purse and pulled out the phone, swiping the screen. She giggle aloud as she viewed the picture of Casey's hard on. 'What a pretty little cock that is,' she smiled and thought to herself. As she starred at the picture, she heard someone clearing their throat next to her, she quickly looked up, assuming it was her turn in line, only to see the ditzy brunette with a bad dye job rolling her eyes at her with a disgusted look. The girl obviously had seen the picture on the phone as she responded with a "humpf..."

"What?" Callie asked the couple sarcastically, as she stepped forward in line and to the counter.

Callie threw a box of condoms on the counter, and just to annoy the nosey girl, she asked the attendant "Do you happen to sell any KY jelly?"

The attendant blushed and shyly answered her while placing the condoms in a bag, "um...no...sorry!" 

"Too bad," Callie said as she turned around, offering a flirty smile to the poor boyfriend and strutted off. She laughed as she walked to the door, watching in the windows reflection the unfortunate guy getting smacked by his ditz of a girl, as he eyed Callie's swaying ass.

Callie pulled into her drive, and grabbed her bag of goodies she had purchased for her soon to be wild weekend with Casey. It thrilled her knowing he had no idea what he was in for. She headed for the bathroom to shower up and ready herself for the night. Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed a towel and dried quickly; following up with a scented layer of moisturizer. Bending over, she wrapped her hair up in the towel and strutted across her room, body open to the air. She picked up her bags and began to sift through them, trying to decide what items would be used for tonight's play date. She laid each toy out along the bed. "What will it be?" she asked herself as she eyed the handcuffs, the anal beads, some random oils, and blind fold. 

Callie already knew she wanted to avoid the typical location of Casey's house for their rendezvous; therefore the oils were out...for tonight at least. Thinking more, she dropped the blind fold back in the bag, knowing the place she wanted to play would not allow for him to be blinded; leaving the small black string of beads and cuffs the objects of choice. Callie became excited, feeling her pussy throb in anticipation. She picked her outfit, and returned to the bathroom to finish getting ready; snapping a quick shot of her pussy with her phone and sending it to Casey.

Casey headed into work. Most nights he wasn't too thrilled to go in, but tonight he was looking forward it, knowing Callie was going to 'swing by,' as she put it, and see him. His phone chirped; trying to keep an eye on the road, he grabbed his phone and flipped up the screen, only to see Callie's pink shaven pussy exposed for him. "Fucking tease!" he said as his truck veered off the road, blowing up dirt and dust, as he swerved his way back on the street. 'What the hell is she up to' he thought to himself, as he steadied his grip on the steering wheel.

Hours went by as the bar began to fill with its usual Friday night crowd. As the thirsty partiers crowded his counter, it became more difficult for him to eye the room, trying to locate Callie when she arrived. The music boomed, vibrating the bar top on occasion. Casey became consumed with eager customers, never noticing Callie had arrived. Callie remained hidden in the crowd, ordering her drinks from another bar, watching Casey from a distance. She smiled as she took down her shot and sipped her beer. 'Oh my, you have no idea what you're in for' she thought to herself. She weaved her way through crowd, moving closer to the restroom entrances, allowing for a clearer view of Casey, while offering him a chance to see her. She watched as he hurriedly moved from one end of the bar to the other, engaging in light hearted banter with waiting customers. She knew he had been waiting for her; watching him constantly looking up and scanning the crowd. 'Don't worry Casey, you'll find me alright!' she thought as she leaned seductively against the wall. 

As guys passed by, she would give them a flirty smile, occasionally licking her lips, getting off on their reactions. She glanced back in Casey's direction and for the first time, made eye contact. She smiled and sipped on her bottle of Bud Light, slowly licking her lips as she starred at her hunky piece of male meat. He looked so sexy standing behind that bar dressed in a tight black T-shirt sculpted with a skull across his chest. His arms flexed tightly as he shifted his weight forward placing his hands on the wooden top, his lips perked with a pleasant, but hot ass grin. His hair trimmed, yet standing in all directions with a wind-blown look. His jaw line tightened from his grin exposed his nicely grown go-T that lined his chin so perfectly. Casey slid across the bar line and whispered to his bartending cohort, Joe, and left from the counter; heading her way. Callie shifted her stance and lightly pulled her small clutch closer to her side, becoming slightly damp below.

Once Casey spotted Callie, he quickly told Joe he needed to hit the men's room, and headed her way. She was so fucking hot, he thought to himself as he never took his eyes off her. She stood leaning against the wall, beer in hand. He couldn't help but notice her ass, as she only offered a side view, but what he could see was amazing. She had a great ass, tucked tightly in her jeans, pockets decorated in beads or glitter, or whatever it was, all he knew is that he liked it. She wore a tight black top; with deep V-cut that nicely exposed her delicate cleavage, pulling in at the sides, nicely dressing the curves of her hips, falling slightly short of her waist. Her jeans sat low, exposing a small bit of her tan, lower stomach. Casey had to slow his thoughts, as he began to feel his cock fighting for space in his pants.

Callie loved how he would undress her with his eyes. Her panties were becoming moist. Not ever doing anything this crazy, her insides were riveted with electricity at the thought of what was about to occur. As Casey drew closer, she raised her brows and smiled as she turned the corner and walked straight into the men's room. As she disappeared from his view, she could hear Casey calling after her. She giggled to herself, as the men present in the small forbidden room jumped at her presence.

"Hey boys," she said smiling; slowly eyeing each of them from head to toe. She was surprised not one of them asked her leave, or even asked why she was there. They merely smiled back, and finished their business, and drifted out the door. 

She made her way to the back stall, and closed the door half-way. As she waited for Casey to enter, a younger, fairly handsome guy opened her stall door. Startled he stepped back, "what the hell?"

The guy remained standing in the opening of the door, saying nothing else.

"Sweetie, do you mind?" Callie said with a smile, stepping toward him until she was mere inches away from his face. Hunky college kid smiled as her eyes drifted down towards his package, noticing a small bulge forming in his jeans. "Oh, how cute, but sorry sweetheart, not tonight," she responded as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek, close enough to tease the young soul, making him think she was actually going to kiss him. She placed her hand on his chest, and helped him back out of the stall. He finally got the hint and moved to an unoccupied stall to complete his business. As she stood in the opening of the door, her arms braced against it, Casey walked in.

"What the hell are you doing in here Cal?" he said hurrying over to her. She placed a finger over his lips, grasped his shirt in her hands, and pulled him in the stall; closing and locking the door behind her. 

"Shhhhhh, you don't want anyone to hear us do you?" she said smiling, leaning in to kiss his sexy lips.

Casey couldn't back away from her kiss, he had been waiting too many weeks to see her again, but still his nervousness overwhelmed him. "Come on, we need to get out of here."

"No way," she retorted, "don't you want to play?" she said followed with a seductive pouty face.

"You know I do, but not here!"

Callie couldn't help but notice the erection starting down below, she knew there was no turning back; she had him right where she wanted him. She stepped forward, closing the gap between them. Her hands placed on his tight pecks, she pushed his against the wall. Once he was secured, she rubbed his cock aggressively, feeling his thickness filling his pants. Making sure she could get him horny enough, she kissed and teased his neck, as her fingers worked his belt buckle loose, and began to unzip his pants.

"Wait! Stop, not here, you want to get me fired?" he managed, trying to resist her hands as they made their way down the front of pants.

"Of course not, you will be back to work very soon...promise!" she whispered in his ear as she held his cock in her hands. 

She clasped her fingers around his head and squeezed slightly before gliding her hand down his stiff cock. As her hand continued to manipulate his throbbing dick, she managed to get his pants and boxers to the floor. She knew he was becoming a bit resistant as he placed his hands on her upper arms applying pressure to move her away. With that, she quickly dropped to her knees and wrapped her mouth around his tip. As she sucked hard on his pulsing head, he threw his head back, his body betraying him as he could no longer resist her foreplay.

As Callie hungrily sucked and licked his cock, she knew she needed to get him to the opposite side of the bathroom cubicle. Knowing he was excited and ready for fun, she pulled her head back, causing his dick to slap against belly, slick with her moisture.

"Uhhhh..." he muttered as her mouth left his dick. Before he could get his hands on her, she quickly stood and moved toward the porceline chair, being sure to clean it quickly with toilet paper; she sat down on the seat, placing her purse behind her. Spreading her legs she teased, "Come and get it sexy."

Casey continued to flinch each time he heard another person enter the restroom; each intrusion softening his dick a little more. He really wasn't one who liked the idea of an audience. She knew Casey was about to protest, so she continued to tease him, as she slid her hands down the front of her jeans and began to masturbate in front of him. She knew all too well he loved it.

"Damn it Callie..." he groaned as he headed toward her. Placing his hands right where she hoped he would, he leaned over her as she sat with his legs straddled over hers. As he remained standing over her, she leaned up and kissed him, their tongues playing eagerly. 

"Oh! Wait, don't move, almost forgot something." She said as she turned half-way around opening the purse propped behind her. She smiled, knowing he probably thought she was grabbing a condom. She secretly pulled out the handcuffs, and quickly cuffed his left wrist to the silver, slightly rusted pipes. 

"What the fuck Callie?" he said, trying not to yell. Her only response was a smile as she cuffed his other wrist just below the first.

"Callie, seriously what in the fuck are you doing. Take these off." 

"Oh settle down, it will be over in a minute." Callie said as she slyly slipped out from beneath, leaving him bent over and cuffed. As she freed herself, she gripped her bag and moved behind.

"Mmmmmmm, I do love this view sweetie." She said as she slowly squeezed his ass. She tangled her fingers through his belt loops shimmied his jeans and boxers down to his ankles. 

"Callie...Callie?" He pleaded with her quietly, as he heard a few people enter the bathroom. He began to get a little pissed when she wouldn't answer him.

"Callie?" he tried again.

"Don't worry, I'm still here baby." 

Callie already had the small string of beads pulled from her bag, lubed and ready!

Callie stepped closer to him, leaning over his back as he remained bent over, cuffed to the pipes. Callie reached one hand around and began to massage his cock in her hand again, "I will let you go right after this..." she whispered as she ran her tongue down his ear, causing him to shiver in response.

The men's room was beginning to fill as the remaining stall doors opened and closed more frequently. 

"After what?" Casey asked, nervousness filling his throat, and beads of sweat forming on his brow.

"Shhhhhhhhhh"

"After what, Cal?" 

Callie never responded as she placed the cold lubricated bead against his ass. Quickly, as expected, his ass clenched tight, denying her access.

"What the fuck, CAL!!" he said slightly louder, his heart racing now.

"Shhhhhh, you want someone to hear you?" She said teasingly.

"No Callie, NO!!" he said in the loudest whisper that he could.

Callie remained standing behind, slippery beads dangling from her fingers; she began to jack him off harder. The friction from her palm and the skin of cock was making it harder for her to really manipulate his dick in her hand. She bent down and grabbed the lubricant from her bag and squeezed a generous amount on his cock. She immediately went back to fucking his cock with her hand. She knew he was starting to relax as she got him closer to blowing a load. As he began to thrust his hips into her hand, she tried again to push the bead past his clinching cheeks. Again, he tightened with rejection.

"Either you relax, or I leave you here." She stated.

"Come on Cal, just let me go." He pleaded

"No...like I said, relax or I leave." She stated again. "Trust me you will love this."

Casey never experienced this side of her before. Part of him was nervous, and yet the other was extremely turned on. However, there was no way he was having anything put in his ass. It just wasn't going to happen. He couldn't help but keep getting distracted as she continued to jack him off. She was definitely good with her hands. He really didn't think she would leave him cuffed in the men's room, but a part of him was actually scared to find out. 

"AWWWW!!!" he cried out, suddenly caught off guard, as he felt a round, hard ball break past his clenched hole. He could feel the small bead sitting just inside his ass, his ring remaining tight. The feeling was slightly painful, stinging almost; surprising him as his cock bobbed and throbbed hard in response.

"Quiet, silly boy, I really don't think you want anyone finding you like this." She said with a giggle. Callie's pussy throbbed as she managed to get the first bead passed his tight puckered hole. She continued to vigorously glide her hand up and down his thick shaft as she slowly started to introduce the second the bead.