Karaoke
Story Codes: MF, Consensual, Exhibitionism

Karaoke
by Cecile Lovell


It was Karaoke night again.

And there he stood, his dark hair slipping past one eye, looking at all of us from the stage as if we
were his whole world, at least for that one night. His mouth was so close to the microphone I
shivered, wishing it was that close to my neck, my lips. I couldn't help it, I just stared in amazement.

He wore his big black boots and tight pin stripe pants doing things for me no vibrator or toy ever
could. The t-shirt from his band hugged his thin chest making my fingers itch just to reach under it
and stroke what I knew was smooth porcelain skin.

He looked over in my direction and winked at me. Sometimes this is normal, he knows how his
singing and his ass in those pants made me feel. Sometimes he ignored me completely, drinking
his New Castle with his other friends always within sight but always just out of reach.

His song ended and he climbed down from the stage, but didn’t stop at my table, he went right on
by as if I and my other friend didn't even exist. I sighed, resigned to the fact that while it was Adrian
who I wanted, Adrian who fueled my nighttime fantasies and sometimes entered my dreams in such
a passionate adventure....Truly I was nothing more than a fan, an associate he sometimes talked
to at the Karaoke bar we both frequented.

My turn wasn't due for other three or five songs so I stood up. The skirt I was wearing was black
and long, hiding my pale legs and I had on a dark purple tank top due to the fact the smoke and
heat of other bodies at the bar had a tendency to make me warmer than normal. I smiled at my
waitress as I went by just murmuring "bathroom," so she knew I wasn't ditching out on my tab. The
bathroom was all the way in the back, in the corner, past the pool tables. I could have gone to the
single stall near the Karaoke stage, but I needed the longer walk to try and clear my thoughts of
Adrian .

I entered the ladies room and walked to the sink, turning on the tap I began to splash my face with
cold water, trying to calm down all of my senses, I kept my eyes tightly closed against the senseless
tears that seemed to always follow a brief brush off from Adrian . I heard the bathroom door open
and blew out an exasperated breath. It was probably my best friend Angie, come to lecture me
about "really Rain how desperate can you fucking get?!"

I turned around and opened my eyes and my heart almost came through my throat. Adrian stood
there, smiling at me, the dimples in his cheeks perfect compliments to his gothic exterior, " Adrian ,
what are you doing in here? This is a ladies room you know." I scolded slightly, smiling back at him.

"I know Rain, but since you always seem to be followed or around the hyenas you call friends I just
wanted to get you alone for a few minutes," he took a step closer to me and grabbed my arms,
drawing us just a little closer together.

My breath caught in my throat, this couldn't be happening, could it? Things like this didn't happen
to girls like me. This was a fantasy and I needed to wake myself up out of it before it went to far,
wake myself up and call my therapist. I shook my head and reach up and pinched my arm.

"What are you doing you strange girl?" Adrian asked, his smile getting larger and then he kissed
me.

If that didn’t wake me up then it must not have been a dream. My arms circled his neck as his thin,
warm lips connected even firmer with my own. His hands ran up and down my back, making me
shiver, more turned on then I should have been at such a simple touch. I opened my mouth a little,
tasting his breath and letting his tongue sweep in to taste me, we both tasted of beer and it
reminded me were in a public restroom at a bar. I tried to pull away, public sex not really my forte
and I couldn't. Adrian 's hand reached down and cupped my ass pulling me against him, rubbing
me into his erection. As I stilled in shock I felt him smile against my lips, he pulled away long
enough to whisper.

"I just want to fuck you Rain, is it really that hard to believe?" His hands reached down and began
to lift my skirt, it was so long it took him a few awkward minutes to bunch it around my waist; he
kissed my chin and then my neck and then took my breast into his mouth, getting my shirt wet in
the process. Letting go of my skirt with one hand he reached up and released my breast from its
confines.

I sucked in a breath, every part of me tingling, as his mouth drew in my nipple and slowly sucked it.
I felt my womb clench as my mind ran with the thought of what his mouth could do between my legs.
As those thoughts consumed my passion wreaked mind I gasped, my hips surging forward and one
of his fingers slipped between my legs, passed my lips to play with  my heated wetness. I moaned,
reaching behind me to grab the counter, less I fall.

Adrian turned me around swiftly and pulled me to the floor, pushing me onto my knees and
bending me over. I felt slightly embarrassed, my cheek touching the dirty bathroom floor my ass up
in the air.  Adrian pulled down the red panties I was wearing and positioned himself behind me.

"I'd love to taste you Rain, but we're almost out of time," he whispered and I felt him part me and
then he plunged into me. He was hard and fast, just the way I liked it. Aside from the awkwardness
of the position and the fear of getting caught it was heaven. I bit my lip to keep from crying out as I
felt the passion building up inside of me with every thrust, with the sound of every grunt coming
from him. His hands reach around to play with my clit and I almost screamed his name.

My climax came with such a force my juices flowed heavier and faster than they ever had with
anyone. I bucked against him, and heard him whisper my name as he thrust into me one final time,
convulsing as he too came. I could feel his hot seed searing my insides, my pussy still clenching
around him. He finally pulled out and helped me to a standing position.

"I have to go Rain, thank you for this," he gave me another of his famous smiles and left the
bathroom. Wobbling I cleaned up and I too left, blushing fiercely as I made my way back to my
friends.

Angie was just about to ask me where I had been when the DJ called my name next in the Karaoke
rotation. My blush only got deeper as I realized what I was singing.

"What Would Happen If We Kissed."


© 2011 Cecile Lovell


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