Blues Woman

Author: Steph

All right, let me give you a little background. It all started when my girlfriend of three years left me for my best friend. A week later I lost my job. That part really wouldn’t have bothered me if Jenny hadn’t left. But it was really the straw that broke the camel’s back, so to speak. I went from listening to hard rock to the blues. My buds told me my life had the making for a country music song, but hell, no matter how desperate I was, depressed, alone, whatever there was no way I was going to listen to that. Same cords over and over again. Don’t get me wrong; I don’t hold anything against they folks that do listen to it. To each his own I guess. But I found the blues and immediately fell in love with it. The feel of it completely described the slump I was in. The music made it easy to forget your our problems and move into someone else’s. Like living in someone else’s shoes for the six or so minutes of the song.

I found a blues bar not too far from my downtown apartment. Found it while wandering around really late one night. I could hear the music from the street and it beckoned me in. The woman’s voice told me she was black and soulful. A rich full voice. In my head I pictured the stereotypical black blues singer, heavy set, in her forties and liquor head. When I got inside I was pleasantly surprised. She was about my age, mid twenties. Her hourglass body was accentuated by the velvet dress that held onto her body tightly as if clinging on for dear life. Her every curve was revealed to anyone who looked at her. Her slow sultry swaying almost hypnotized you.

I grabbed a table at the front of the stage and sat in awe as I listened to her lulling voice. The smoky dimly lit room made it all the more close. I felt like it was just her and me in that club until I was greeted by a waiter that took my drink order. I have no idea how long I was there. I was lost in time as I sat and listened to her, watched her sexy movements, looked into her eyes and she brought me into her world. At closing time I was politely told that it was time for me to leave. The hefty man looked at my untouched drink and then at me and laughed a fully bellied laugh.

“Son, I do believe she’s pulled you in. It’s awfully hard to resist, so don’t go blamin’ yourself.”

I didn’t quite understand what he meant by that. I grabbed my coat and chugged the warm liquor. The warmth of it traveled down my body and wrapped around me like a fuzzy blanket. As I made my way to the door heard the man holler at me.

“We’ll be open at four o’clock tomorrow. We’ll see ya then.”

With that he headed back to the back of the club chuckling to himself. I headed home with his words and her body in my head. That night I had several dreams of her, both sexual and non. I woke up the next day with the hardest wood I’ve had in ages and every time she entered my head it throbbed. I hopped into the bathroom and took a cold shower. It helped with the wood for the moment. But throughout the day it returned as she did.

I had to go back. I checked my watch. It was three-thirty. I could get there in forty-five minutes. I tidied up a bit and headed out. I found myself cursing the slower than normal traffic. I wanted to be there right now! I was finally able to pull aside and park alongside the curb. I put enough change in the meter to last six hours. I really didn’t think I’d be there that long, but it’s best to be safe. God knows I could ill afford a parking ticket now.

I entered the club and despite the fact they just opened it was the same as it was last night. Dimly lit and smoky. I wondered if they had someone just for that purpose. I made for the table I had the night before. Out of nowhere the hefty man appeared.

“I knew you’d be back Son.” He stuck out his hand. “Names Earl and I run this little hole in the wall.”
“I’m Jake and you’re right about me being hooked. I couldn’t get here fast enough.”

We both laughed, his was a lot louder than mine. He told me that Nikki would be on in a few and he was going to get me my drink on the house. I waited anxiously. After a small eternity she appeared from behind the stage. My fantasies returned and I had to shift a bit in my chair. I was the only one there save for Earl so she sang right to me. I was lost again, only this time it was her I was lost in, not the music. The entire time I sat there I only thought about what her ebony body would feel like against my pale skin.

“Please excuse us as we take our break. We’ll be back in fifteen.”
I was brought back to reality and watched in surprise as she walked right over to me.
“Hey sugah. I’m Nikki. I noticed ya last night, but ya left before I could get to ya”
“Oh you got to me alright.”
She raised her eyebrow and slid her hands up to her shapely hips.
“Oh really? Wanna join me in a drink babe?”

I agreed. She started for the back and gave me the finger to follow. She led me to her dressing room and shut the door as soon as I entered. She turned her back to me and asked me to unzip her dress. She wanted to change for the second half of the show. I happily obliged, my cock throbbing against the inside of my pants. As she worked her dress down her body she reached back and lightly ran her hand along my crotch.

“Mmmm baby, feels as though you’re ready to pounce.”

I swallowed hard and didn’t know what to do. She took over. Before I knew it we were both naked and on the couch. Her soft black skin pressing against me. We locked in a deep kiss and let our tongues swirl in our mouths. She moaned lightly into the kiss, her rich voice sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. My cock ached to be inside her.

She spread her legs and climbed on top of me. As she looked down at me she rubbed her wet hairless pussy along the length of my cock, making it jump underneath her. Her black tits jiggled slightly as she giggled. She angled her hips and I felt her opening grip the head of my cock. I couldn’t stand it any longer and pressed my hips upwards making her ebony pussy swallow my cock whole.

As she straddled me her hips began to rock against mine and I trusted my hips up to hers. Our lust in full bore. Her tight pussy held my cock tightly as it slid in and out of it, her sweet honey covering my shaft completely. It had been so long since I’ve had a good fuck I knew it wouldn’t be long before I blew my load. I concentrated to time my cumming with hers.

She leaned forward to kiss me again and as our tongues danced our grinding grew more intense. Her moaning grew louder and more frequent. She sat up and placed her long nailed hands against my chest, bracing herself. I bucked wildly, almost uncontrollable as I brought her closer to the edge. The sounds and smells of sex filled the small dressing room.

In mid thrust her moan stopped and she held her breath as her body went rigid. Her entire body quivered uncontrollably as she came. Her pussy spasmed around my cock causing me to explode deep within her and completely coat her inner walls with my spunk. With her nails digging into my chest we merged as one as our climaxes consumed us, our moaning and grunting harmonizing.

She collapsed onto my chest and we lay there gathering our breath. After a few moments there was a knock at the door. It was Earl
“Nikki, let that boy go hon, you’ve gotta finish up the show.”

She laughed and quickly got dressed. At that moment I knew exactly what Earl meant.

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