Hidden Detour

Earlier in the night, I had been at a bar called the Chixie Dicks, kind of a dive bar vibe, close to the state college dorms. Tonight was $3 Girls Night, so men pay $20 for club entry, and women only pay $3. You can imagine it was packed with a healthy mix of both that night.

My friend and roommate Oscar and I had on our nice pants and shirts, with the buttons undone, of course. Gotta show a little taco meat, right?

Once we were inside, we immediately went to the bar. We started with some overpriced shots of Bacardi, and gave ourselves a few minutes to loosen up. The music was loud, and the crowd was enthusiastic. Lots of women in tight clothes, skimpy clothes, see through clothes, you name it. This was going to be a win tonight.

Oscar and I started working the floor, each like a shark hunting. Dancing near different girls to see who would join, making eye contact across the way, maybe some light grinding. I tried dancing with a couple different girls, first a short black woman with a hot pink mini dress, but she didn't seem too interested. So I moved on to the next girl, probably her friend, another black girl in. Shot pink dress, although this one didn't have any straps like her friends. She also was having none of it.

Whatever, it's hit or miss. You take the rejection with stride and move on. I moved on to a thick white girl with pigtail braids. She was probably close to a foot shorter than me, and I'm 5'11". She was curvy, and her black dress made that clear. The sides were cut out, so I could see her tattoos poking through. The dress stopped halfway down her thighs, and only went about halfway up her chest. Her breasts looked like they would spill out at any moment.

"What's your name?" I asked. We were face to face, pushed together by the crowded club, moving with the best of the music. As we "danced" (really more like moving side to side with rhythm), her boobs kept brushing across me. I started to notice her nipples poking through the fabric.

"Allison," she says. "You?"

"Deandre," I say. "Just call me Andre."

She smiles and we keep bouncing together, until i grab her hand and pull her to the bar.

"What do you want to drink?" I asked her.

"Umm..." she ponders a minute. She seems to already be somewhat tipsy, which may be contributing to her indecisiveness. "I don't know?"

"Okay, why don't we try taking a shot together?" I suggest. She nods, happy to have her mind made up for her, and I order us two shots of Don Julio.

"Wait, before we take the shot," she says, "I have an idea." I raise my eyebrow at her.

"Let's do this the fun way!" She sets her shot glass on the counter, and folds her hands behind her back. She leans down and suctions the shot glass with her mouth, lifting it up and swallowing the shot effortlessly without using her hands. She leans back and drops the glass down.

I chuckle at her, and say, "That was fun and all, but I think I would look way less attractive doing that than you just did."

Allison smiles. "I know, silly. I have a solution to that."

She takes the shot glass from my hand, and places it between her huge tits, just enough that it's held in place. She somehow manages to be so still that it stays in place.

"Take a shot, baby," she says. I feel my dick twitch as I lean forward and essentially shove my face between her tits. I definitely put ™ mouth over the glass more than I needed to, but that was just an excuse to get closed to her breasts. I lift up the shot glass and swallow the alcohol. I take the glass from my mouth and set it down before leaning in to kiss her. She seems surprised, but kisses back.

We take a couple more shots each, no games this time, just talking. We talk about school, music, and I ask about her tattoos. She tells me she has over 10, scattered all across. One more shot and we go back to dancing. This time, I'm holding her around the waist and I have her busty body pressed against me. I know she can feel how hard my dick is this way.

"Allison, why don't you come back with me tonight, and show me all of your tattoos?"

"Only if we Uber," she says. She smiles at me and presses against me a little more, proving she does indeed know my cock is hard.

~~

40 minutes and one handsy uber trip later, we arrive back at my apartment. I texted Oscar on the way to let him know I'd left the club with a girl. He said he did the same and went back to her place. Works out perfectly.

Once we're inside, the first thing she does it go straight to the bathroom to "freshen up," and I hear the sound of mouthwash gargling. I picture that gurgling around my cock and I feel it twitch again.

No time is wasted once she's out. Without me even having to ask, she walks right up to me, drops down to her knees, and starts tugging my pants down. As soon as my cock springs free, her tongue is on it.

"Oh, fuck, Allison," I groan. She chuckles as she drags the tip of her tongue up the underside of my cock, then swirled it around the edge of my tip. In one fell swoop, she gobbles up my entire cock and takes it all the way down her throat.

Suddenly I'm groaning louder than I knew I could from head. Allison is sensually bobbing her head and sucking, a mixture of spit and precum already dripping out the sides of her mouth. I can feel the back of her throat and hear her slight gags.

"Fuck, you take that like a champ," I say. Instinctively and without warning, I thrust forward and catch her off guard a bit, causing a real gag around my dick. The sound is so hot, i reach around the back of her head and grip her blonde braids in my fist, thrusting her head up snd down for her so k can hear it again.

A moment of this, and i feel her tapping on my thigh. I take that as a signal and remove my dick from her throat. She gasps and drools, and wipes her mouth as she looks at me with her watery doe eyes.

"Do you have a condom?" Allison asks. "I'm not on the pill or anything like that."

I smile and reach for my pants she's so hurriedly pulled off of me. I grab my wallet out, and pull out the condom from inside. She smiles and stands up off the ground.

Immediately, I push her face down on to the bed so she's bent over the edge. I finish taking my clothes off, and I reach around to take care of hers. I contemplate taking the dress off, but decide it would be hotter to leave it on. I grab the sides under her arms and yank it down so that it's now resting under her tits. I lean over her and put my hands around her to grab her breasts and squeeze. They are soft, firm, and everything I could have hoped for.

My cock pressed against her ass, still covered by the dress, growing harder as I begin to pinch her nipples. Allison moans a little, so I pinch harder for a better reaction. And I get it.

After teasing her titties, I reach down and pull her dress up to her middle, finally exposing her panties. They are pink, and quite frankly, pretty useless. They're so thin that her slick is already all over both of her thighs, and completely soaked through what little fabric was attacked to the panties. I see the wet spot clearly.

"We're taking these off," I say. I pull them down slowly, then begin massaging her ass with my hands. Not only are her breasts big, but so is her ass. Thick thighs, and a little bit of love handle to squeeze? Perfection. I take the condom and I fear open the package, tossing the empty wrapper on the bed.

I pause for a second, and before she can say anything about the condom, I start to rub my cock through her folds. Once I've gathered the slick, I move right into her tight hole.

Maybe it was the alcohol, but I would bet my life that this girl has the best pussy I've ever felt. Her pussy is warm, and her walls are hugging my cock tight. Before I get too carried away, i turn around and toss the condom on to the floor beside me.

Was that fucked up? Probably. Did I care right now? Not really. I needed to feel this pussy bare, and I'll be damned if I miss the opportunity. With the way her pussy is clenching and suctioning my cock, I would even argue it's the best decision I've ever made. I'll just make sure I pull out and put the condom on before I finish.

Allison is grappling my comforter in both fists, biting it as she tries to keep quiet, but fails miserably. I'm picking up speed, my balls slapping against her pussy as I thrust. My hands grip either side of her waist as I slam in and out of her. She gets louder with every push.

As my pleasure starts to build, I start practically digging myself into her pussy. There will definitely be bruises on her hips from where my fingers have been digging in to her supple skin.

Suddenly, her moans stop, and her breathing becomes quick. I start to feel her pussy squeezing my cock, as if it's trying to pull me in even deeper. I'm bottomed out, balls deep and thrusting hard. I keep one hand on her hip, and I use the other to grab her braids. I pull and her head snaps up, a huge cry escaping her lips. One glance down and I see white foam building around my cock.

"That's right baby, you cream on that black cock," I say. Her eyes are closed hard, and her mouth is twisted with pleasure. Loud, animalistic moans start pouring from her lips as I feel her pussy pulse and climax around me.

I'm feeling my own orgasm building, my cock harder than it's ever been before. Suddenly the idea of pausing to put the condom back on just seems impossible.

Okay, I think, one more minute and I'll pull out and say I'm just readjusting. Then I'll put the condom on.

A minute later, i tell myself the same thing. And again.

I keep telling myself I'm going to pull out, even after I feel my climax reach and I begin shooting my load inside of her pussy. The first spurt comes out when I thrust all the way in.

Ok, you fucked up a little, but it's not too late, just pull out and finish in your hand, I tell myself. But my body ignores my brain and keeps thrusting, and my cock keeps cumming. My hand that had been holding her by the braids then pushes her face into the mattress while I press my hips into her body.

Before I know it, my entire load has been dispensed inside of her, and my legs are trembling from the intensity of the orgasm and internal battle. I drop down and lay my body on top of hers, gasping for air, as she does the same.

I feel both of our privates twitching with the aftershocks of our orgasms. As the mental fog fades, I start thinking about what I've just done.

Oh, fuck. I just filled her pussy. Her unprotected pussy. While I was supposed to be wearing a condom.

Before she says anything, I quickly withdraw from her body, and kick the condom far under the bed. I reach down and pull her floss-like back up to try and keep some of my load from leaking down her thighs. Then I run to the bathroom and leave her on the bed.

I stare at myself in the mirror, looking sweaty and drained. I almost even look pale from how much cum Allison's body pulled from me. I wipe my cock down with a wipe and then flush, and then wash my cock off in the shower briefly.

When I come out of the bathroom, Allison is sitting on the bed, facing me, but with her eyes closed.

"Uh, bathroom is free, if you need it," I say. Her eyes open, and she smiles. She stands up and makes her way in.

I crawl into the bed, still naked. I'm exhausted. In a good way. But my mind is also racing with so many different thoughts right now. I must have zoned out, because Allison says my name twice before I look up.

"Deandre," I hear. I snap my neck up and look at her in the bathroom doorway, sans her little dress. She looks somewhat concerned.

"You used a condom, right?" Allison asks.

My heart skips a beat. "Of course I did," I say. My heart is beating fast.

She nods. "It's just, I'm really wet, like, SOAKED, way more than normal. And I don't see it in the trash..." Her voice trails off.

"Oh, I flushed it," I lie. "And you creamed like, really hard. Like literally creamed all over me. There was white all around my cock." I'm not totally lying here, but still trying to cover my ass.

She smiles in the doorway. "Yeah, that makes sense. Although you know you're not supposed to flush those, right?"

I laugh. "Yeah, it's a bad habit, I know." Thank god she bought it.

She walked over to the bed and gets under the covers, naked with me. She rolls on to her side, and I do the same, reaching my arm around her waist to spoon.

Maybe I'll get lucky and my sperm won't take. Or maybe I'll get lucky and it will.