Being alone, I “enjoy” myself by watching straight, gay, lesbian, trans photos and videos in front of my PC or TV.But when I am in my bed, and this for quite a while, I imagine almost exclusively situations where I get caught by men.Here is one of my fantasies that made me cum in my bed. The situation: Couples of friends took me to a nightclub to distract me despite the fact that I don't like dancing. They of course "forgot" to tell me that the club is very gay friendly.After a few drinks together, they all go dancing and I go to the bar. I then look at the track and I notice the diversity of the couples and I am a little surprised. It's obviously nice to watch girls sticking their bodies, rubbing their breasts and kissing without embarrassment, a little more surprising to see men do the same.I watch a moment when a guy comes to sit next to me. For a few minutes we drink our glasses while watching the track. He's the one who leans towards me to start the discussion.For 1 hour we discuss everything and nothing. His name is Pierre, he doesn't like dancing because he finds himself ridiculous (like me), he is bi (me straight) and in a relationship with a girl but she allows him from time to time to have a guy.I am a little surprised at his frankness but I appreciate and I find him nice. Our legs brush from time to time and I do not know why, it turns me on a little.My friends come to pull me towards the track and forced and forced I find myself dancing. I am not delighted but I see Pierre arrive who also begins to dance very (too much?) Near me.Not even 2 minutes later, the music changes and a slow starts. I say to myself, I'll be able to go back to the bar, but a hand is holding me back. Pierre brings me back to him and embraces me firmly by the waist. I could have prevented it, but I just put my arms around his neck.Why am I letting myself be taken by this guy I didn't know an hour ago? Did I tell him that I was straight? Does he think I like him? So many questions spinning around in my head as this slow becomes very intimate between us. I feel her pelvis stick to mine and a hand slowly down to my buttocks. He's a little taller than me and lifting my head to tell him to calm down, I find myself with his lips against mine.I barely realize that I am kissing a boy for the first time that I feel a hand on my buttock, and the other hand pull me against him. I then feel his hard cock against me. Our mouths remain united and I even welcome his tongue against mine.We continue like this until the end of the slow. The music starts again on a different rhythm and Pierre loosens his embrace but holding my hand he drags me off the track towards the toilets.As soon as he entered he pushes me into a cabin and presses me against a wall. His mouth takes possession of mine and his hands run over my body. I take him in my arms and hug him close to me.Feeling his cock against me turns me on and I moan with pleasure. Her mouth goes down to my neck and I take her neck with one hand, the other stroking her back. Between two kisses, he speaks vulgarly to me and, among other things, treats me as a little slut. He also asks me if I want to suck him.Of course I want to suck it, it's one of my desires that I most want to achieve. He reads the desire in my eyes and pulls back."Come on little bitch, get on your knees." His tone is authoritative and I do so, impatiently awaiting more. I see him open his jeans and see that he is not wearing underpants.His cock is stiff and he pulls it out in front of me. I l ...

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