The barman gave me a nod of recognition and a knowing smile as I took my drink and spun around to observe my surroundings. I propped my shoulders back against the bar and took a good look around.

The same old people. The same old girls. I sighed deeply. Maybe I should have given tonight a miss. I took a sip of my drink, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the feeling of Bourbon slipping down the throat, the cool ice followed by the slow burn sated my need for a little kick. As I lifted the glass away from my lips and opened my eyes I saw her striding across the dance floor towards me.

I stood upright as I saw her walking towards the bar with purpose. I had never seen her before. I liked what I saw.

She stopped next to me at the bar to order a drink and smiled at me awkwardly, her previous confidence waning. I smiled back, trying to give my best ‘I don't bite’ face. She nervously fiddled with the spaghetti straps on her thin top and I found my eyes wandering lower, the silky material leaving little to the imagination.

I could clearly make out the shape of her breasts, the soft silky material unable to hide her nipples that were so obviously making an appearance for me.

I snapped out of it as she turned to face me and for the first time this evening I started to enjoy myself, wondering if this good girl could be the one I was looking for tonight.

I saw her swallow hard when she noticed me looking. She cleared her throat.

"Do you think it would be ok if I…maybe bought you a drink?" She said, wincing at the question and looking back at the bar, pretending to study what drinks they had.

I could see her holding her breath, waiting for me to respond.

I thought to myself, this is cute, she could barely hold eye contact with me. I was amused by the fact she was unaware of just how sexy she was and how much I wanted to feel more of that sexy nervous energy emanating from her.

I smiled widely and leaned in closer to her, catching a whiff of her alluring scent.

'I'd love one thank you, I'll have a beer please,' I said, grinning.

She looked relieved and signalled the barman over.

She looked nervously at the bar as we waited for the drinks. I reached out gently to touch her arm. Her gaze softened and you seemed to loosen up at my touch.

“I'm Luna. You're new here, aren't you? Don't worry I'll show you around,” I said, leaning in towards her.

She appeared to relax and grinned back at me. Her smile was gorgeous and I found myself dying to kiss her.

I leant in to whisper in her ear.

''And I really know my way around,' I said softly, as I stroked her arm. I smirked to myself as I watched her struggle to control her nerves, her chest heaving up and down gently.

It didn’t escape my notice that those nipples were even harder than before.

I was surprised to see her lean forward to kiss me softly. Her lips were pillowy, soft and warm. She pulled back to look at me, checking it was ok to carry on.

I smiled. This girl was overthinking everything.

That kiss left me wanting more. I could see how nervous she was still. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pulled her closer, kissing her back, this time with more passion. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and my tongue probed her mouth deeper. Her breasts felt amazing pushed up against mine. This time I pulled back.

"Forget the drinks. We're leaving," I said, taking her hand.

She panted against my mouth and I knew whatever I suggested she would follow me. I led her out of the bar. As I looked back, I noticed her eyes go to my ass as we weaved through the crowd.

We tumbled into a taxi and I could sense the nerves again once more. I stroked her bare leg slowly, pushing up her skirt inch by inch while whispering in her ear.

"Don't worry. I'm going to look after you. I'm going to tell you exactly what to do. You're going to listen to my every word ok?" I asked.

She nodded enthusiastically.

"Now. Take your underwear off," I instructed. She looked over at the driver and hesitated slightly. "Look at me. Not him. Do it." She looked at me and did as she was told, slipping off her lace black thong never taking her eyes off me.

"Spread your legs wide." She submitted and opened her legs. I moved my hand between her legs and teased her delicate pussy lips.

"Wet already? I haven't even started on you yet." I said, smirking at her.

Her mouth dropped open as she stared at me, a look of amazement on her face, her lust for me becoming more and more evident.

Tenderly, I kissed her lips and felt her push into me harder. I loved how she was not fighting her neediness for me anymore.

Did she even realise how sexy she was? I held back from telling her. I loved watching how desperate she was vying for my attention.

Yes. I think she could be the one I was looking for, I thought. A little shy, but willing nonetheless.

I teased her pussy lips slowly as I kissed her back, coating my fingers with her ever increasing wetness.

She gasped as I pushed her backwards and slipped my fingers into her mouth.

"Tell me how it tastes?" I asked, staring into her eyes.

She sucked on them longingly.

"Mmm, it tastes sweet," She whispered.

My thoughts were filled with nothing but how sweet her juices must taste.

She licked between my fingers, pulling them further into her mouth. Slowly lapping between them, showing me what she wanted me to be doing to her. I pulled my fingers from her mouth and I realised that we had arrived. We got out of the cab. I swiftly moved towards, kissing her.

She kissed me back so hard we slammed against my front door. I pushed her away.

"Easy. We've got all night you know," I said, laughing.

She looked away apologetically and bit her lip. I opened the door and grabbed her hand, leading her inside.

"I don't buy that shy girl bullshit. Wearing that top with your tits on show," I said, gently caressing her breasts.

"Your nipples on show. Begging to be stroked, licked and sucked," I said, watching her intently.

She closed her eyes as though hypnotised by my words.

"Come," I said, leading her to my living room.

She walked in and stood, unsure of what to do next.

"Stay there," I said. I sat down on the sofa and took a good look at her.

"Take your top off. Slowly. Let's see those tits of yours I've been imagining all night," I commanded.

She grinned at me shyly and slowly lifted up her top. The silk slid off her skin smoothly as she tossed the top to the ground. She kept her arms by her side even though she wanted to cover herself. She knelt down and shuffled until she was between my legs. Her hands were on my thighs. She licked her lips. I could tell just how desperate she was to touch me.

"Stop right there." I commanded.

I pushed her hands away.

"Take off your skirt and lie down on the floor,” I instructed.

I watched eagerly as she slipped off her skirt and laid down. She caressed her breasts before slowly moving one hand onto her stomach, never taking her eyes off mine.

My eyes roamed up and down her naked body and I quickly whipped off my dress. I peeled off my undies and sat back on the sofa. I spread my legs wide, revealing my own wet and throbbing pussy.

"Do you like what you see?" I said, grinning.

I could tell it took everything in her not to crawl over to me and bury her face between my thighs. She stayed on the floor, panting as she watched me smirking at her. Her lust for me was obvious. She was dripping.

I caressed my breasts slowly and writhed around gently thrusting my hips up and down. I looked into her lustful eyes as I slowly moved one hand over my stomach and onto my wet lips.

She looked at me in desperation as I rubbed my lips up and down, alternating between spreading them open and circling my clit with my fingers.

"Play with yourself. And I mean really fuck yourself with those fingers," I demanded.

I bit my lip and squirmed as I watched her push two fingers inside herself, the sounds of her wetness smacking with each penetration. I couldn’t resist. I slid my fingers in too.

The sounds of both our wet pussies and the moans throughout the room were intoxicating.

"STOP!" I shouted. "Get over here," I said, patting the space next to me on the sofa.

She jumped up enthusiastically and laid back. I wasted no time thrusting her legs apart and placing my face inches from her pussy. She whimpered in anticipation as I lingered.

"Hmm. Look at that pussy. So wet. So inviting," I said as I kissed her thighs gently, brushing her clit ever so slightly as I moved from one to the other.

Finally, I plunged my tongue deep into her slit, tongue fucking her hard. She cried out loudly. My tongue moved up between her lips and onto her throbbing clit. I circled her clit gently before returning downwards, lapping up the juices pouring out of her.

I tongue fucked her some more, harder and faster before moving back to her clit. I slid two fingers in massaging her needy pussy whilst lapping at her clit, until she was panting rapidly.

"Oh you taste so good. Such a tight, warm, wet pussy," I said teasingly. My words took her to her limit and I felt her contracting on my fingers as she orgasmed hard, moaning loudly as she girated wildly.

I looked at her, laid back on the sofa as though she was about to pass out. I laughed.

"We're just getting started baby." I said, my face leaning in between her thighs once more.