Cleo's POV

I was feeling pretty bored that afternoon and when my friend, Whitney, gave me a call I was over joyed.

"Hey girlfriend, listen, I'm off out to that new club in town. Wanna come?" she asks eagerly and I was all for it. You tend to be open to all ideas after spending a good three hours bored stiff, because your parents ground you for something you didn't even do.

"Yeah, sure. You coming to pick me up?" I inquire.

"Of course! I'll be there in about fifteen minutes okay?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll shimmy down the drain pipe when you arrive" I tell her before hanging up.

I now have some arrangements for tonight, thanks to my amazing best friend. With a cheerful smile on my face, all the more cheerful and smug knowing that I'm defying my parent's orders; I walk over to my wardrobe and hunt through it for an outfit. If we're going to a club I would want something that was sexy. With me being 17 my wardrobe was full of sexy dresses, so I closed my eyes and made a lucky dip. I hit the jackpot when I pulled out a sleek black dress; it was open backed and came to about mid-thigh. It was sort of low cut at the front but it left plenty to the imagination. It only just showed the swell of my breasts.

After I manage to slide it on I look at myself in in the mirror and if I'm to be honest I think I look pretty damn good. Not to blow my own trumpet or anything. I went against a bra seeing as it was open backed, but luckily the dress supported my breasts perfectly so I didn't have to worry too much about that. I slide on my four inch black heals before walking into the bathroom to deal with my hair and make-up. I decide to do my brown hair into loose curls, which fell over my shoulders nicely. I put on light make-up, but made sure that I use enough to bring out my bright blue eyes. When I was satisfied that I was looking good enough for a new club, I grabbed a red cardigan and slipped it on before climbing out of my window, and with great effort (due to the heels) I slid down the drainpipe. Just in time for Whitney to arrive in her car.

It wasn't technically her car, if I'm to be honest, it was her boyfriend's and he sometimes leant it to her. It was gorgeous red RX8; I was surprised that Whitney could drive it with such grace. With a quick exchange of smiles I jump into the car and she speeds off. Whitney, herself, was dressed in a tight red dress that barely made it to mid-thigh and currently she was shoeless seeing as it's pretty difficult to drive with heels on. I suspected that she had red heels hidden in the boot ready for when we got there. Whitney was blonde haired and she has emerald green eyes. She was slightly smaller than me, maybe around 5"5, whereas I stood tall at a good 5"7.

We soon arrive at this supposed new club; it had bright red neon letters at the top that pronounced that it was called "Betrayed". What an interesting name choice for a club. We both exited the car at the same time and Whitney retrieved her shoes from the boot, looks like I was right in my assumption. When she was ready we walked up to the door and the bouncer allows us in; I notice how his eyes linger around my cleavage but I just smile at him before giving him a little wink as I enter with Whitney. My eyes quickly scan the crowd that include many people on dance floor grinding against each other. There was even a couple sat in the corner dry humping. I shudder before walking over to the bar with my best friend.

"Now, how may I help you two beautiful ladies?" the barman asks as he admires our outfits.

"Six shots and two gin and tonics please" Whitney asks with a batter of her eyelashes and an innocent smile. I gape at her for ordering so much alcohol, but otherwise I didn't protest. He places each drink in a line for us and we both thank him as we paid him. He gave us them for half price; I suspected that he wanted to have sex with one of us. I leave that thought as we both count to three and drain three shots, one after another, before downing the gin and tonic. I could swear that my throat was burning by the end of it, but who cares?

After about half hour a couple of boys came over to join us. They were both tall; maybe around 6"1, but they both had different hair and eye colours. The first boy introduced himself as Jonathon and he had brown hair and green eyes, he was dressed in a smart black shirt and jeans as well as nice black shoes. The other boy, who took great interest in me, had blue eyes and blonde hair. He was dressed in a navy blue shirt and jeans with smart shoes on. He introduces himself as Alexander and asks me what my name was.

"Cleo" I tell him and he smiles at me as he offers to buy me a drink. Of course I accept and he orders me another gin and tonic and himself a beer.

After a few drinks and some small talk I drag him out onto the dance floor where we dance like there's no tomorrow. I grind my hips against his and I could feel how hard he was as he leans down and kisses me. Our tongues mingle as we fought for dominance, his hands searching my body freely, same as mine on him.

"Come back to mine" he whispers in my ear after we brake apart. All I could do was nod and he grins as he grabs my hand. After pulling me out of the crowd and into the parking lot where his car is he slings me on the hood of it before attacking my lips again. He was grinding against me, causing me to let out a soft moan as my hands travel up his top to find a defined six pack under there.

When we both got a little too impatient we got into his car and he drove us to what looks like an apartment complex. After he's parked up he gets out and comes round to my side where he picks me up and carries me and up to his room. After struggling with the lock he manages to get the door open as we both begin to shred each other's clothes off. By the time we made it to his bedroom, I was in nothing more than my panties and him in his boxers. He lies me down on the bed as he places kisses down my body until he arrives at the top of my panties. He gently slides my dripping pants off before kissing my inner thigh and attacking my hot centre with his tongue.

His skilled mouth works on me as he slips two fingers into me. He begins to thrust them in and out of me, making me moan his name. His tongue flicks my clit a few more times when suddenly, out of nowhere, my orgasm strikes me. I buck my hips as my back arches and I scream out through the pleasure. I didn't get time to recover from that before Alexander was back in front of me, kissing me as he slides his cock into me; making me gasp at his size. He was bigger than I expected, but to my surprise he fit into me perfectly. Almost as if I was made for him.

"How old are you?" I breathe as he pounds in and out of me.

"18, what about you?" he inquires through a little moan.

"17" I whisper as he goes deeper and deeper into me with every thrust.

After a couple of minutes he suddenly stops and I groan at him but when I open my eyes he looks angry. Not at me, but at himself. He obviously read the unspoken question on my face as he went into an explanation.

"I forgot the condom" he admits and I just laugh. He raises his perfect eyebrow at me so I go into my own little explanation.

"I'm on the pill and I'm clean" I tell him and I see the relief as it crosses his face.

"Me too, got checked out last week" he admits as he begins fucking me again. The pleasure was getting really intense that I didn't know how much longer I would last until I came around him.

Almost as if he could sense this he slides his hand down my body and begins to play with my sensitive clit. Two can play at that game. I slide my hand down and fondle with his balls, while I make sure that I meet him thrust for thrust. We both are so close and when my walls clamp down around his dick I drag his orgasm out as well. I felt him come into me and I felt my own liquids as they squirt out around his dick. He places a gentle kiss on my lips before moving to lie next to me. I assume he was just going to ask me to leave, but it surprises me when he pulls me into his arms.

"Stay with me tonight, please" he begs as he draws patterns along my bare back. I nod my head as we cuddle closer together and we both fall asleep feeling contempt and happy.

AN: I may consider making this into a short story, or a long one depending what you, my lovely readers, would like xx