Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Every Day Should Be Valentine's Day

Tristan walked into the all-white party with lust in her heart and a mind stuck on conquering the first young tender that piqued her interest. Tristan was a very pretty, caramel colored woman with full sexy lips; big, slightly slanted, piercing gray eyes, and shoulder length, brown locs with blonde highlights. Her beauty was disarming as Tristan was a very aggressive, very masculine stud. She stood about 5'10" tall and boasted a strong but slightly curvy physique. Tristan was a knockout and she knew it.

Upon entering the club, she met up with her homies who were also good looking in their own right. They were affectionately called The Crew and stood out from the average party goer due to their above average good looks and sense of style. The Crew was posted up in their usual spot near the dance floor adjacent to the bar where they could see their next victims enter and exit the club. As soon as Tristan posted up with a drink, in walked Valentine and her girls.

Valentine was a 5'6", mocha colored, very feminine woman. She was beautiful and very curvy with an ample swell to her breasts. She had full luscious lips and big, warm, beautiful, brown eyes that held a glint of mischief if you took a closer look. As Valentine and her girls breezed by the crew she made eye contact with Tristan. Tristan gave her a casual half smile half smirk that shot straight to Valentine's pussy causing her clit to jump and throb. Valentine stopped dead in her tracks, staring at Tristan. One of her girls saw her with her mouth ajar and snatched her arm, "Girl, that's The Crew. They break hearts.  You don't want it with them."

But it was too late, Valentine was smitten. Throughout the night she stole furtive glances at Tristan whose laser gray eyes would catch her each time and activate her pussy once again. Valentine made up her mind, she was going to meet Tristan if it was the last thing she did. After a few shots of liquid courage disguised as Patron, she made her move. Valentine walked over to Tristan to introduce herself.

"Hi, my name is Valentine," then she licked her lips and ran the finger tip of her right index finger lightly along the exposed skin of Tristan's chest above her V-neck shirt.

Tristan's sexy smirk never changed but her thought processes did. Valentine's touch was like an electric current pulsing through her body. Her body was on fire and she wanted to quench that fire in Valentine. Had she met her match?

Instead, Tristan drawled in a controlled, sexy baritone, "Baby girl, the pleasure is all mine."

Before she could think twice, Valentine stepped in close and whispered in Tristan's ear, "I want you to fuck me." She immediately turned and walked away in the direction of the bathrooms and away from the dance floor.

Tristan couldn't believe what she just heard. Her body was aflame and the source of that flame just invited her to feast on her succulent sex. For a brief second, a flash of fear coursed through her body, again, have I met my match?

Tristan's supreme confidence kicked in and the moment of fear was gone. She turned to the homies who hadn't taken notice of the interaction between Tristan and Valentine and informed them she would be right back then headed in the direction that Valentine disappeared in.

As Tristan walked past the dark stairwell to the upper level of the night club, which was closed tonight, she felt a hand grab her arm and pull her towards the curtain that blocked the stairwell. It was Valentine, standing behind the curtain, desire plastered across her face. Tristan stepped right up to her pressed her body into Valentine's then kissed her hard across the lips, forcing her tongue into Valentine's mouth. Valentine melted at the contact and her nectar immediately began to leak down her leg, but she returned Tristan's kiss with a hunger and fervor that matched her desire.

Tristan broke the kiss, grabbed Valentine's hand and ushered her up the stairs and onto the 2nd level, rooftop dance area. The dance floor here was raised and solid glass allowing you to see the dance floor below on the lower level. Tristan lifted Valentine onto the raised dance floor and began kissing her hard again. Valentine kissed Tristan back and allowed her hands to roam free along Tristan's back and into her locs.

Tristan broke the kiss and looked Valentine in the eyes as she slowly lifted Valentine's dress over her head. Tristan inhaled sharply as she viewed Valentine's stunning physique back lit by the lights from the party below. Valentine's brown skin looked like it glowed from within. Her full breasts sat high and proud above a flat, smooth stomach. Valentine was wearing no underwear so she was completely naked. Her thick juicy thighs were a luscious invitation to her beautifully manicured pussy.

Tristan released a low growl dripping in desire and began devouring Valentine's chocolate nipples. She sucked on Valentine's breasts alternately and nibbled on her nipples. Valentine moaned and arched her body towards Tristan, craving the release she knew was soon to come. Valentine's pussy was dripping wet and the scent of her essence served to fuel Tristan's primal desires. As Tristan licked and sucked her breasts, she slid two fingers into Valentine's molten core. Valentine immediately began thrusting her body against Tristan's hand. Tristan worked her fingers in and out of Valentine's pussy, twisting them as she went in and curving them and sliding them across the top wall of Valentine’s pussy as she withdrew them out, quickly discovering Valentine's g spot. Tristan's hot mouth and strong hands had Valentine about to erupt. Tristan was skilled in female pleasure and knew from feeling the contours of Valentine's pussy that she would be able to put the strap she wore to good use, but she would work her way up to that.

Valentine could not only believe that she was butt naked on the rooftop of a club, but that she was having the most amazing sex with the finest stud she had ever laid eyes on, on the rooftop of that same club. However, she didn't have time to really think about it much because Tristan was tapping her spot and hurdling her directly into orgasm. As the orgasm took hold, Valentine cried out in ecstasy at the top of her lungs. She knew that the music pumping in the club below would cover her cries so she let go with reckless abandon. Just as she thought the feeling could get no better, she felt Tristan push her back until she was laying flat then felt the most amazing sensation as Tristan's hot mouth found her female treasure.

Tristan first sucked on Valentine's pussy, drawing her lips into her mouth then releasing them slowly. Then Tristan ran her tongue from the bottom to the top of Valentine's pussy. Valentine was writhing and moaning and arching her pussy towards Tristan, inviting Tristan to take it all. Tristan teased Valentine's pussy, swirling her tongue along the length, around the vaginal canal, and lightly over her clit. She would slide her tongue all the way into Valentine's pussy, then swirl it around the outside. She continued this teasing over and over again and only varied the tempo and pressure. This was driving Valentine crazy and held her hostage at the edge of another orgasm. As she moaned and writhed, moving her head from side to side, she caught a glimpse of the dance floor below and had a fleeting thought.

I wonder if the people below can see us.

The thought was fleeting because as she thought it, Tristan changed tactics and began sucking on her clit which hurled her over the edge into an orgasmic abyss. Her upper body came off the floor and she cried out from deep in her belly. "Oh my fucking God!" She chanted over and over again as she bucked her hips and her body spasmed in orgasmic pleasure. Before she could recover, Tristan dropped her pants, grabbed Valentines ankles, raised them in the air and expertly slid her cyberskin dick deep into Valentine's hot, wet pussy. Valentine's face registered pleasurable shock as Tristan's dick filled up her pussy. Tristan began to deep stroke Valentine's pussy with long hard strokes. Once inside Valentine's pussy, Tristan brought both of Valentines legs together and placed them both over her left shoulder, where she held them with one hand. This positioned Valentine slightly on her right intensifying her pleasure and allowing Tristan to hit all of Valentine's "spots" along her sugar walls. Valentine continued to cry out as her body became one giant nerve ending. Just as she started to get used to the pleasurable fucking she was receiving, Tristan pulled out and spun her onto her knees, placing both of them onto the dance floor.

At this point Tristan realized that she could see the party goers below and they could probably see them but she was too overcome with desire to care. She settled Valentine on her knees, head down, ass up, and drove her dick back into Valentine's pussy. Tristan slammed her dick in and out of Valentine's pussy like a piece of fine machinery. Tristan's stroke was firm, long and true. She watched Valentine's pussy suck in her dick and release it back to her upon every stroke with a satisfied smacking sound. Valentine's pussy was hot, wet and inviting and Valentine was tossing it back willingly to Tristan.

As another orgasm began to build in Valentine, she started to flatten out and move her body away from the pleasurable assault. Tristan reached around Valentine's hips with one strong hand and lifted her body back up to accommodate her stroke. Valentine's body was heading into a pleasurable direction that was unfamiliar territory to her and she began to try to break free from Tristan's embrace with a wild look in her eye. Tristan held her firmly in place then reached down and turned Valentine's face so they were staring into one another's eyes, which served to reassure Valentine that she was okay.

The wild eyed look slipped away replaced by pure desire. Valentine was again walking the tightrope to orgasmic pleasure. Tristan held Valentine's gaze as she continued to drill Valentine's pussy mercilessly. Valentine's pussy slapped, smacked, and clapped in time with each stroke. Tristan slid the hand under Valentine's hips down to Valentine's clit and began squeezing it gently and rubbing it softly. It was the straw that unleashed the flood gates of Valentine's pleasure. Valentine released an earth shattering howl from deep in her belly as her orgasm ripped through her body sending electric currents and spasms from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. Her body shook and writhed violently as the giant orgasm engulfed her body.

Simultaneously, Tristan's body exploded in orgasm which caused her to lock her arms tightly around Valentine's hips. As their bodies rode their respective orgasms, they collapsed flat onto the glass dance floor, although at this point neither of them cared if they were seen. Once their bodies settled down, Tristan gently pulled out of Valentine's pussy which caused a small orgasmic aftershock to pierce through her body. She wiped her dick with a handkerchief, tucked it back into her boxers and pulled up her pants. She grabbed Valentine's dress and helped her into it. It was obvious that Valentine was feeling a little self conscious now, as she kept her head down, wrapped her arms around her body and was silent.

Tristan gently lifted Valentine's chin until Valentine raised her eyes to Tristan. Tristan gently, but passionately kissed Valentine until she unwrapped her arms from her body and visibly relaxed. Tristan grabbed Valentine's hand and escorted her off of the roof. Once down the stairs, they both entered the bathroom to freshen up. Valentine fully expected Tristan to be gone when she finished, but was pleasantly surprised to find Tristan standing outside of the bathroom waiting for her with a drink for Valentine in her hand. Valentine exhaled, took a long swallow from the drink and took Tristan's extended hand. They walked back into the party, hand in hand, and over to where The Crew was posted. Tristan introduced Valentine to her friends and they gave Tristan a hard time about being gone for so long.

Just then Valentine's friends came rushing over to her and exclaimed, "Girl where you been? You missed it. Somebody got fucked good on the roof. We watched the whole thing but couldn't make out who it was. I'm sure they gone by now. Did you see it?"

Valentine turned to Tristan with a stricken look on her face. Tristan just flashed her heart melting smile and introduced herself to Valentine's friends, then introduced them to The Crew.  The Crew captured the girls attention and removed it from the sexual liaison that they had witnessed. As both groups mingled and got to know each other, Tristan pulled Valentine into her arms and kissed her softly on the forehead, then whispered in Valentine's ear,

"My name is Tristan Veracruz. Would u like to go on a date with me?"

Valentine blushed hard and with a smile so big it threatened to break her face, she nodded yes and rested her head against Tristan's chest with a sigh of relief.

Written by Phoenix Rising (@a_risingphoenix)  (c) 2010

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