DIRTY DANCING
You’re invited over to a party before going out to the club, you’re hoping that tonight’s your night and that you’ll find a girl that will let you get your little dick wet after months in a dry spell. You arrive at the door and your friend lets you in, he is a tall, strong black man you know from the gym and you have a laugh together but when you enter this room, you know you’re out of place. All the rest of the men are huge, burly, strong men with arms bigger than your legs. They are loud and confident… you just melt into the corner.
You look around and wonder why there are no women around. You hear music coming from upstairs as a door opens, heels come marching down the stairs. There are 6 other men in the room and as 6 girls enter the room, you quickly realize that if the numbers game plays out… you’re going to have to outmuscle one of these men for a chance at sex tonight.
The women are all dressed in robes and high heels, they don’t seem ready to go out at all. You see me and I catch your eye and smirk at you. Maybe you have a chance, you think to yourself. You look me up and down. My hair reaches all the way to my bum, which my robe hugs tightly showing the curve of my hip right down.
If you fucked me. It would be the hottest fuck of your life. And I smiled at you.
All the girls begin taking off their robes. The men gather around them. You are clueless.
They all stand there in heels and lingerie. All of the women curvy, with wide hips and big asses, bulging and ready to be groped.
They have all paired off already and you hadn’t even got a chance to make a move. Your gym mate has his hands on my bare ass and is kissing me passionately.
All the women stand in a line and drop their underwear onto the floor, revealing their naked bodies. Fuck, you think. Fuck.
The men line up beside you. Facing the women. One by one. They drop their underwear. Revealing huge, hung cocks.
I smirk at you again as it nears your turn.
The smirk wasn’t flirtatious… it was knowing. “Your turn,” I say.
You awkwardly pull down your underwear. The room utters an unimpressed giggle.
“Mmmmmm… perfect,” I say.
I come over and press on your shoulder until you drop onto your knees. I put my finger against your mouth until you open your mouth.
“Keep it open.” I say.
I get on my knees and start sucking off your gym partner until my saliva is running down my face.
“Time for our first kiss” I say. I smile at you. It almost feels romantic but you know it’s a trap.
It’s in that moment you realise that you have a choice to make. You either scrape whatever is left of your dignity off the floor and exit straight away, or you reveal your inner bitch to 12 alphas and submit to their desire for one night of bliss… and face the real life consequences later.
I think you know what you want beta, kiss me.
