Black Star Ch. 02: After Dark

"Could we have the bill please," he said as if nothing was wrong, whilst Avril felt her juices leak onto the chair and her pussy spasm.

"Sure," the waiter said after a pause, picking up their dishes and taking a last look at Avril as she slowed, jolting at the intensity of the toy inside her now as she untensed. He left as she put her feet back down and flopped back in her chair, gasping for breath, opening her eyes and looking around embarrassedly as she reached down to tug her tiny skirt down as much as possible, since it'd ridden up over her stockings during her moment.

"Off, off!" she whispered hurriedly, shifting a little uncomfortably on her chair from the overwhelming sensations. He clicked the off button on the remote and she visibly relaxed as the bullet went still inside her, giving a deep sigh and slowly sitting back, looking into his eyes, sexually exhausted but unable to give a slight smile, even though people were still trying to covertly steal a glance at her as she finished her wine in two big, nervous gulps.

"You're paying," was all he said, not commenting at all on her massive climax.

"I know," she replied, shyly pushing her hair back as she looked down, still giving post-orgasmic twitches and squeezes on the toys, finding the anal toy particularly comfortable. After a few deep breaths to control herself, the colour fading from her cheeks, she reached into her jacket to find her credit card. They just stayed quiet as the bill was delivered, the waiter giving a knowing look to her as he placed it on the table. She handed him her card, and he went to fetch the machine.

"I hope you're hard," she murmured to him, since enduring that had to get him up. If it didn't she'd be pretty put out.

"I am, might need you to suck it soon as we find a quiet place," he teased.

"Yeah right, think I'll make you wait for it a while now," she said playfully spiteful tone. She paid their bill and then took a moment to straighten herself up, then considered something a moment. Looking around to check nobody was watching, she quickly took her napkin and reached up her skirt, lifting herself slightly so she could wipe her thick, slick juices off the leather seat. He just watched wide-eyed as she cleaned up, and even gave a quick wipe over her slippery pussy, letting her fingers feel her titanium ring, simply because she wanted to. Dropping the damp napkin back on the table, she quickly straightened up and stood up, holding her skirt down.

"Damn Avril," he said quietly as he stood, sliding into his jacket.

"They'll never know," she said with a devilish grin, picking up her leather biker jacket and getting back into it, checking she had everything and zipping it up to conceal her tasty rack. She took his hand, and with slightly weak legs they left the restaurant, both wondering quite how much people knew, Avril reminded as she felt the tiny skirt sway round her thighs and fishnet stockings, and the butt plug move in her ass as she walked. Outside, they quite quickly walked from the restaurant, getting round the corner before he pulled her in against the wall, pinning her back and kissing her hungrily. She returned it eagerly, their passions having built up in the tense environment and needing to be released a bit.

"Fuck that was intense," she gasped as he kissed at her neck, letting her hand reach out to stroke his erection through his jeans.

"Yeah, I can't believe you came like that," he said before they passionately snogged again, their tongues battling and entwining as they did.

"I can't believe you didn't come in your pants at that little show," she breathed with a smile, squeezing at him and feeling him tremble.

"I have some stamina, but it was fucking hot to watch," he mumbled, letting her kiss at his neck now, dragging her tongue over him.

"You can show me it later, right now keep it in your pants," she growled, giving him a bite and a squeeze before a last kiss. He really wanted to fuck her right now, but she couldn't handle it yet, she needed to recover a bit first, and she needed the toys out of her body. Pressed back against the wall and hidden by him, she glanced to the sides to see if anyone was watching, then reached under her skirt to find the little cord on the bullet, grasping it and giving a quick, smooth pull on it, the vibrator sliding easily out of her slippery, relaxed vagina and leaving her feel empty and more comfortable. Reaching back, she grabbed the base of the plug and pulled it out slowly, enjoying the feel of her asshole stretching over it as she did before it popped out.

She gave a little sigh and then reached up to slide the toys into a pocket of her jacket, zipping it up and giving him another quick kiss before taking his hand and then pulling him back to walk onto the street. They sauntered vaguely along, Avril feeling rather wet beneath her skirt, which kept flicking up dangerously with the breeze, and he walked a little stiffly due to his sustained erection. Her pussy and ass felt strangely empty now, but it was more comfortable. They'd certainly been a lot of fun, and she was sure it wouldn't be the last time she enjoyed them.

"So what kind of places are there round here?" she asked as they headed into town, back towards the bars and clubs.

"Well, all sorts really, depends what you want. Most places are pretty typical, same old bars, but we can dance and stuff," he said, unsure what she fancied.

"Hmm, is there anywhere a little different?" she asked.

"You mean like a strip club?" he asked, at which she gave a short laugh.

"No, that wasn't what I had in mind. I just mean somewhere a little unique, different to those same old places," she said. He thought for a moment.

"Well, there's a sort of club-bar place that's a bit darker, less mainstream. A lot of the Goth types and stuff hang out there, it's alright," he offered.

"Sounds interesting, we'll go there and check it out," she said, holding his hand firmly. He led the way, and felt her pull in close to him as they walked, huddled against the cold of the evening. She could feel the cold wind blowing up her skirt, a constant reminder that she had no panties on, the wind whipping across her freshly shaven pussy as she used her spare hand to keep it down in case. Her boots clomped on the pavement as they walked, still feeling the satisfaction of her tremendous orgasm as she looked forward to some dancing with him and a few more drinks, still feeling the red wine nicely.

Arriving at the club, there was a short queue to enter, a mixture of people from every day looking sorts to full-blown Goth and Emo types. He couldn't help but notice a couple of very sexy girls amongst the people waiting, managing not to get noticed by Avril, though he was sure people were checking her out as well.

He covered their entrance fee and they headed inside, Avril immediately undoing her jacket in the warmth, shivering as it washed over her. They checked their coats and headed down a set of stairs towards the dance floor, more of a pit in the centre of the club.

"I hope they don't look in the pockets," she giggled, referring to her new sex toys.

"Let's hope not," he said with a smile, not really caring if they found them. She pulled him into the crowd, pushing through towards the middle a bit and then turning into him, immediately starting to rock with the music. He wasn't the best dancer, so he intended to keep it minimal, just moving his hips and shoulders a bit, keeping control and letting her do most of the dancing. She was a little drunk and getting easily into it, looking stunning in her red corset top, tiny skirt and stockings, swaying her ass and pushing her hands through her hair, looking deeply into his eyes with a sexy smile. Avril turned away to shake her ass for him, arching her back and letting him watch her booty, knowing her black lacy skirt was very close to flicking up and showing her off, but it was dark in the club.

Pushing back she ground into him, immediately feeling his hard cock, grinding into it as his hands found her hips, sliding up her waist and through her long hair before she spun back round with a teasing smile, knowing what she was doing to him. He loosened up a bit and they danced, just getting into a music which was a mix of old and new, some slower stuff, others faster dance type tunes, keeping the variety going. A passing guy in the crowd reached out and gave Avril's ass a squeeze, making her turn and slap out at him as he disappeared into the group of people.

"Asshole," she muttered, getting back to dancing, not letting it spoil her mood.

"You just look too hot tonight Avril," he said with a smile, though he wished he could give the guy a smack.

"Thanks baby, and it's all for you," she said with a grin, knowing she pleased him.

"I know, and I'm gonna take full advantage," he said with a smile, making her grin in return at the thought of him plundering her. She liked certain things he wanted to do to her, and was looking forward to eventually getting him home. They continued to dance a while, before drawing together for a deep, passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as she ground forward against his hips, wanting to tempt him as much as possible.

"We need a drink and a seat," he said, having had enough of dancing for a bit. He pulled her off the dance floor towards the bar, where since he was taking her out for the night, he gave her some money. There was no doubting that sending Avril, gorgeous and with her perky breasts spilling out of her top, to the bar would get them served a lot quicker. She gave a giggle and playfully tucked the money down her cleavage.

"Go and find us somewhere to sit, I'll be there soon," she said over the music. He nodded and gave her a kiss, then headed off to find a place, leaving her to push her way to the front and then lean gratuitously over the bar. She couldn't bend forward too much though, otherwise people sitting down behind her would be able to see she had no knickers on as the skirt rode up. They could already see her tramp stamp in the gap between her skirt and the corset top. He headed away from the bar, up a set of steps and to another seating area. It was pretty busy at the larger tables, but tucked back in the corner was a booth, only big enough for three or four people, in the shadow of the stairs and quite concealed. It seemed perfect, and he sat down in the corner as he waited for Avril. With her impressive looking chest and beauty it didn't take her long to get served, and she came and found him carrying two beers, and four shots.

"Damn enough to drink?" he asked with a laugh, helping her put them down on the table.

"Well it's busy, it'll keep us going," she said, picking up a shot, which he joined her for, quickly downing what turned out to be Southern Comfort. As she stepped into the booth, he gave a cheeky flick to the front of her skirt so it flew up, exposing her bald pussy and sexy titanium ring. She just gave him a look and raise of her eyebrows as he cheekily smiled.

"Patience, you'll get it again soon," she teased, sliding onto the seat next to him, her bare ass and thighs sliding across the cold leather. They quickly downed their other shot, Jagermeister this time, which he quickly chased with the beer before the after effect hit him. She did the same, before moving in close to him and sliding her hand onto his thigh. He slid his arm round her back, then they kissed deeply again, caressing each others tongues softly, in sync with one another, his hand sliding onto her thigh and slipping up towards her pussy. She boldly let him just lightly stroke his fingers up her, but flinched as he bumped her clit hood, feeling a bit tender from the piercing. In return she slid his hand straight onto his cock, giving firm squeezes near his head to stimulate him.

"Fuck I want you," he breathed as they broke apart, quickly looking around to see if anyone was watching. They weren't, after all a grunge-Gothy looking chick making out with a guy wasn't exactly odd around here.

"I know baby, but we're out right now. I'll make you happy later don't worry," she teased, rubbing slowly at his cock.

"Not if you carry on like that," he said, kissing her again and then moving down her neck with a series of sharp bites, making her gasp and grunt, stirring her arousal again and making her tempted to take him somewhere so he could fuck her.

"Mm take it easy baby, just enjoy the journey," she murmured, sliding her leg up onto the seat to offer herself a little more, feeling him more gently touch at her piercing, and then carefully move it in his fingers, stimulating her a little bit. Deciding she didn't want to just leave him with nothing, after stroking him a bit more as he lightly pulled at her jewellery.

Shifting along the seat, Avril pulled in close to him, then lifted herself up and slipped onto his lap, her bum gliding over his jeans and hard cock as she moved over him to settle on his lap, feeling him slide down under her to let her have space. His hand slid up to hold her hip as she smoothed her skirt down, pulling her down into him so he could grind up into her ass, which she reciprocated by pushing down, rocking herself on him as he pulled her back to lean against him.

"Fuck me, Avril," he whispered in her ear, before biting into her shoulder.

"Right here?" she asked, grinding herself on his cock, looking round to see if anybody was looking at them.

"Yeah, I can't resist you, I need that tight pussy on my cock right now," he murmured, his heart racing in his chest as he suggested it, but he was fit to burst.

"I bet you do," she said with a smile, slipping forward off his cock and reaching back to his zip. She pulled it slowly down, then fumbled with him to get his erection out. He reached to help her out, hidden behind her from everyone else in the club.

"But I really don't know that I should," she purred, stroking him up and down slowly, her warm, delicate hand feeling incredible on his bare cock, feeling him surge in her hand. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but she slid herself back onto his cock, letting his smooth erection slide against her pussy, slowly pushing back to let him feel her slippery lips, before he sprung up in front of her, where she quickly pushed forward again to bring him to rest up against her vulva, biting her lip as he bumped at her new piercing, pulling her skirt down to keep them concealed, squeezing her thighs to hide what they were doing.

"How's this?" she murmured, resting back into it him and starting to push and roll her hips, letting her swollen, soft, slippery labia glide up and down the top of his smooth cock and between her thighs.

"That's good, but not quite perfect," he said, letting her do her thing and be a prick tease. Avril slowed, looking around from their darkened corner of the club, knowing she shouldn't do it, but she was just so wet, horny, and wanted to let him slide inside her. Lifting up, Avril pushed against him, letting him slip through her lips to her entrance, where with a neat roll of her hips she pushed him inside her, sinking her hot snatch onto his throbbing manhood and sitting down onto his lap, hearing him sigh deeply and push up into her as deep as he could.

"How's that, perfect?" she asked with a squeeze of her muscles.

"Fuck yes," he breathed, feeling great to be inside her as she wiggled a little, pulling he skirt down nervously as she looked around, making sure to keep them concealed. Keeping an eye on everyone, she started to sneakily ride on him, limited movement but just getting him going, pushing down as hard as she could onto him as he tried to fuck her, but she stopped him with her hand, not wanting them getting

"Ever done this before?" he whispered, looking over her shoulder and giving her a kiss on the cheek as she ground on him.

"Outside sure, but never in a place like this," she replied quietly, enjoying the feel of him inside her, especially how turned on he was, stiff inside her, his thick head pushing in and out of her tight muscles. They got into it cautiously, wanting to just go for it, but they couldn't. It was so illicit and naughty, in a public place. If anyone caught them, Avril's reputation would be permanently altered, especially if they found out any of the other details of the evening.

"Oh fuck," Avril suddenly said, stopping and sinking on top of him, looking up.

"Why what's the..." he started, his voice dying as they both looked at a grungy Goth chick walking towards them. She was clearly making them her target, gaze fixed, mostly on Avril as they just let her approach. She was a little taller than Avril, with a luxurious black hair pulled into sharp points down around her face. Her lipstick blood red, she eyed them with a piercing stare from her heavily shadowed eyes as she weaved through the tables to get to them. As she got closer, they could see she had long fake lashes on, and a sharply spiked leather collar round her neck, to compliment her black leather mini dress, torn tights and big, heavy boots.

They just stayed still, his cock pulsing inside her pussy as she gave little squeezes, wanting to keep him hard despite this occurrence. He couldn't help but take in the figure of the girl as she approached; she has nice curves to her, full breasts, a slender waist and curvy hips, with some nice powerful looking legs to go with it. The dress suited her perfectly, and he was sure Avril could tell he thought so as he pulled her down a bit on him. Sliding onto the seat of the booth beside them, where Avril had previously been sitting, she sat silently for a moment as they stared at each other in a sort of stand off.

"Um, hi?" Avril offered, knowing someone had to break the silence.

"Hey," she just replied with a smile, looking at them. It was a curious moment.

"Can we help you?" Avril said, a little unsure what this girl wanted.

"I know what you're doing," she said simply. Avril suddenly felt hot, knowing she was busted, squeezing her pussy tightly on him as she did, making him involuntarily push up to her a bit.

"Don't worry, I won't rat you out," she said, seeing Avril's distress. Both of them took a breath, relieved at that.

"I just want to watch you," she said, giving them a sly smile.

"Well...I don't know," Avril mumbled, having never been in such a position before. She wasn't sure she was comfortable having someone watching her have sex. He kept quiet, since to be honest he was happy either way, and found it hot that this seductive looking Goth chick wanted to watch them screw in a public place.

"Just let me watch, and I won't be...disappointed," the girl said with a little raise of her eyebrows. There was a pause, and Avril knew she was under a little pressure, but the idea did turn her on. Here, in the secluded corner of the club with her man, with another girl wanting to watch them fuck.

"Ok," she breathed, and without further hesitation slowly lifted herself on his cock, feeling him jump a little inside her as her snug pussy stimulated his sensitive head. She pulled right up, then sank back down again, both of them a little too on edge to fully enjoy it, watching the reaction of the girl beside them. She gave an encouraging nod and smile, and they carried on, looking around keenly in case anyone else caught sight of what they were up to, since with Avril on his lap bobbing up and down in such a familiar way, it didn't take a genius to work out what she was up to. The girl however blocked a few peoples line of sight.

"Mm yeah, fuck him," she breathed, squeezing her thighs together as she was clearly turned on by the sight of them fucking. Avril was grinding down firmly, and making up for the lack of stroke by clenching her pussy on him again, something she knew he particularly loved, and it helped her feel him so hard in her body. The Canadian star let herself go into it a little as he held her hips tightly to pull her toned bum down onto his hips, getting as deep in her as possible, the tip of his cock rubbing over her G-spot as she rode him, making her wish he could take her somewhere quiet and really smash her.