March 13, 2025 • 21 mins
A night out at a familiar club. The pulsing music and low lights create the perfect atmosphere for letting loose.
What begins as casual people-watching turns electric when she locks eyes with a beautiful stranger across the bar. Between meaningful glances and her partner's knowing smile, the evening turns unexpectedly when the mysterious woman approaches their table...
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Speaker 1 (00:02):
Hi, Welcome to Butter by Mama Mia, the spiciest podcast
we have ever made. This is your time. Take a
big breath.
Speaker 2 (00:17):
And enjoy yourself.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
The warm golden glow of the low hanging lights casts
an inviting shimmer across the darkened room, the driving bass
drowning out the sound of any chatter between the patrons.
We've been to this bar before a few times. Actually,
it's great for a drink, a dance, a little people watching.
(00:48):
I take in my surroundings from where I perch next
to my partner on a barstool, swirling the straw in
my cocktail and taking in the sight of writhing bodies
in the dim light. The music wraps its dense arms
around us, a sultry symphony of deep bass and intricate rhythm,
(01:10):
its vibrations coursing through my veins, inviting me to move.
My fingers intertwined with my partners. As his gaze meets mine,
even after all these years, there is a heat blazing
in his eyes, and my stomach tightens under his stair.
(01:31):
I broke first, glancing down with a small smile. I'll
never get tired of this pool between us, this raw attraction.
I think as I look towards the far end of
the bar, and that's when I see her. She leans
(01:52):
against the bar as she accepts her drink, then laughs
with her head thrown back at whatever the bartender has said,
exposing the elegant curve of her neck. Her hair cascades
down her back in loose waves, and her skin seems
to glow in the low light. I can't tear my
(02:16):
eyes away from her. Her fluid, graceful moves, mesmerizing. My
partner notices my distraction and follows my gaze. I feel
his grip tightened in my hand, and when I turn
back to him, his eyes are dark with desire. I
(02:39):
leaning close and whisper, She's beautiful, isn't she. A shiver
runs down my spine as he knots the air between us,
growing thick with tension. His thumb traces slow circles on
the inside of my wrist, and I bite my lip.
(03:00):
I look back to the woman just as she glances
my way, her eyes locking across the room. A shudder
runs through me. Heap pulling between my thighs at the
look that stretches tort between us. She holds my stare
for longer than she should, her eyes dark and inviting,
(03:23):
her deep red lips curling into a knowing smile. My
breath catches in my throat as she pushes away the
bar and begins to move towards us, her hips swaying
with every step. The crowd seems to part for her,
and I feel my partner's hands slide to my lower back,
(03:47):
a possessive touch that sen sparks through me. As the
woman approaches, I can see the finer details of her appearance,
the way her silky dress clings to her curves, the
glint of a delicate gold necklace nestled in her cleavage,
the flush on her cheeks. Her scent reaches me, an
(04:12):
intoxicating blend of jasmine and honey and something seductive I
can't put my finger on. She smells of sex, of danger,
and my pussy is suddenly agging. Abruptly, she turns, slipping
(04:33):
into the throng of pulsing bodies on the dance floor,
disappearing into the writhing mass, swaying in time with the music.
Disappointment sweeps over me as I look back to my partner,
but he squeezes my hand, steps off his stool and
tugs me towards the dance floor. As we weave through
(04:55):
the crowd, bodies swaying and moving against each other, I
feel electricity pulse through the room. It's as if every breath,
every touch is charged. The pulsing base thrums through my body.
As we reach the center of the swaying bodies, his
(05:16):
hands fund my hips, pulling me close. I can feel
the heat of his palms through the thin fabric of
my dress. Our bodies begin to move in time with
each other, hips swaying in time with the music. The
scent of his cologne mingles with the musk of his skin,
(05:36):
intoxicating I inhale sharply as our bodies shift, sliding and
grinding to the heavy beat. The press of the crowd
pushes us even closer, and my breath catches As his
thigh presses between my legs. The friction sense sparks of
(05:57):
pleasure rippling through me. I run my hands up his chest,
feeling the solid plains of muscle beneath his shirt. He
leans in his breath, ghosting across my neck, sending shivers
down my spine, and arching into him, relishing the friction
(06:18):
between us. Then another pair of hands, smaller gentler eases
onto my waist from behind, and the scent of honey
and jasmine floods my senses. I feel her press her
body against mine, the delicious heat where her breasts push
(06:41):
into my back. Her pussy grazes the curve of my
ears as she sways to the beat. My gasper caught
between the firm body in front of me and the
soft curves behind. The thick bass and heavy drums pulse
(07:01):
through us as we move together, a tangle of limbs
and flushed skin. My head falls back against her shoulder
as my partner's lips find my neck, trailing hot that
kisses down to my collar bone. Her hands slide around
(07:22):
to my stomach, fingertips teasing the edge of my undies
through my dress. I feel her warm breath on my
ear as she leans in closer. A shudder runs through me.
I turned my head, meeting her darkened gaze. This close,
(07:44):
I can see flecks of gold in her dark brown eyes.
Her red lips part slightly, an invitation I cannot resist.
I lean in, capturing her mouth in a earring kiss.
Her lips are impossibly soft, tasting of whiskey. And cherries.
(08:09):
She kisses me back hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine.
I moan into her mouth, overwhelmed by sensation. My partner's
hands tighten on my hips, pulling me more firmly against him.
(08:30):
I can feel how hot he is through his jeans.
Her breath hitches as our tongues meet, and the way
her body molds to mine sends a shiver down my spine,
straight to my core. Were desire pulls hot and heavy.
(08:53):
My partner's hands slide up my thigh, the fabric of
my dress riding high on my leg. I feel his
fingertips brushed against my soaked pandies, and I'm moan into
her mouth. Her hand slides lower, her fingers meeting his
(09:19):
at my entrance, and they each tease me, taking turns
stroking my wet slid. Her mouth is still on mine,
his lips and teeth on my neck. I'm being devoured
as he slips first one, then a second finger inside me,
(09:41):
and she starts to circle my clid. Ah in the
dark bar, the music drowns at my moan as their
fingers go to work on my pussy. The crowd around
us are lost in their own movements and the music.
Nobody else has a clue what's going on with just
(10:04):
another group swaying and grinding to the music. The aching
need pulsing between my legs threatens to consume me as
she draws circles around my clip, pressing, rubbing, pulling me
towards the edge, and then holding back when I start
(10:27):
to get close. It's the most delicious torture, and all
I want is to fall to pieces right here on
the dance floor.
Speaker 3 (10:41):
Ah Ah, make me come, I say, and st her lips,
hoping she hears me over.
Speaker 1 (10:51):
The thrum of the music.
Speaker 4 (10:54):
Ah. Abruptly, she pulls away from her kisses, her lips
swollen and shiny, her eyes smolder with lust as she
shakes her head and grabs my hand, dragging me towards
the back of the room, to the door underneath the
(11:14):
glowing exit sign.
Speaker 1 (11:18):
With a push, the three of us tumble into the
alley behind the club, cool night air rushing over my
flushed skin. She pushes me up against the rough brick wall,
her lips finding mine in a searing kiss. I moan
into her mouth as her hands roam my body, cupping
(11:43):
my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. She
pinches my already hard and aching nipples, then slides her
hands lower, grabbing at the hem of my dress and
bunching it around my waist. My breath catches as she
(12:06):
drops to her knees on the damp pavement, her warm
breath ghosting over my inner thighs. I feel exposed, vulnerable,
my pussy on display in the cool night air. My
(12:26):
partner crowds close, his solid warmth pressing me further into
the wall. His lips find my neck, sucking and nipping
as his hands run my body. I arch into him,
gasping as his fingers now brush over my heart and nipples.
Speaker 3 (12:46):
Ha ha ha.
Speaker 1 (12:55):
The woman's hands caress my thighs, spreading them wider. She
settles between my legs. My heart pounce with anticipation. She
looks up at me through her long lashes, her eyes
dark with desire, before leaning in and running her tongue
(13:18):
along my slit in one long, luxurious stroke. I cry
out at the sensation, my hips rolling involuntarily. Her tongue
(13:38):
is velvety, soft yet insistent, as she explores every fold
and crevice of my aching pussy. A she laps at
my entrance, dipping inside to taste me, before dragging her
tongue up to circle my throbbing clin Ah. She moans
(14:03):
against me, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through my core.
Her fingers dip into my thighs as she pulls me closer,
burying her face in my pussy. A. I cry out
at the job of pleasure.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (14:25):
My hip's bucking against her face. Ah.
Speaker 3 (14:30):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (14:32):
My partner's hand comes up to cover my mouth, muffling
my cries. His other hand guides mine to the old
in his jeans, I fumble with his zipper, freeing his
rock hard cock. Ah. Wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft,
(14:56):
I begin to stroke him, slowly, feeling I pulse in
my hand. As the woman keeps working her magic between
my thighs, her tongue flicks rapidly over my cleaner, sending
jolts of electricity through me. I grip him tighter, pumping
(15:21):
my fist in time with the movements of her tongue.
She slides two fingers inside me, deftly, curling them to
hit that perfect spot. I cry out against my partner's palm,
my legs trembling. Her tongue latches onto my clearer, sucking
(15:44):
hard as her fingers move inside my pussy, pulling me
over the edge. My partner's breath is racked in my
ear as I woke his shaft, and the woman between
my legs moans the vibration's rippling through my aching clin Please, please,
(16:09):
I need to come, she laughs softly, never taking her
mouth from my wet, swollen lips. As she moans. Her
fingers move faster, harder, pumping in a steady rhythm while
her tongue works my clip into a frenzy. Ah. This
(16:32):
woman is about to drag an orgasm from me in
the alley behind a bar, And damn if it isn't
the hardest fucking thing I've ever experienced.
Speaker 5 (16:46):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (16:48):
I feel the pressure building, the tension wan tightly, and
I know I'm about to come with this beautiful stranger's
face between my legs, I thought of it is almost
enough to send me over the edge, and I reach
my free hand into her hair. Yes, yes, I'm so close.
(17:14):
I breathe the worst, rasping and raw a. My hips
buck wildly against her face as her tongue moves faster
her fingers, pumping deeper the pressure fields and feels a
white hot coil of tension deep in my core as
(17:38):
my partner pinches and rolls my nipples, sending jolts of
electricity through me. My thighs begin to tremble, and the
woman between my legs sucks my c lip harder. Oh God,
(18:00):
Oh God. I chump breathlessly as the first waves of
my orgasm crash over me, dragging me into the bliss.
As she continues working my pussy with her mouth her fingers,
The fire rolls through me, pulsing pleasure radiating out from
(18:21):
my core. My you know, walls clench.
Speaker 2 (18:25):
Rhythmically around her fingers as she works me through.
Speaker 1 (18:29):
Wave after wave of pleasure. Ah. I arched my back
against the wall, my body shuddering as the orgasm pulses
through me. The woman between my legs doesn't let up,
her tongue and fingers working intend and to draw out
(18:49):
every last tremor.
Speaker 2 (18:53):
My thighs quake around her head as after shocks ripple
through me, and I asp for breath as the intensity
finally begins to subside.
Speaker 5 (19:10):
Ah, I slump against the wall, panting.
Speaker 1 (19:24):
The cool brick on my back grounds me as I
float in a haze. The woman stands slowly, a satisfied
smoke playing on her glistening lips. She leans in, capturing
my mouth in a deep, lanuid kiss. I taste myself
(19:51):
on her tongue as she gently pulls my dress back
down from around my waist. My partners fingers trailed down
my neck as he watches us kiss. She pulls back,
her eyes dark and hungry as they flick between us.
(20:12):
Our place isn't far from here, I say, voice low
and husky. She doesn't say a word, just smiles, her
gaze full of lust. I look to my partner, seeing
my own desire mirrored in his eyes. He nods, a
(20:38):
slow smile spreading across his face. Lead the way, the
woman says,
Hi, Welcome to Butter by Mama Mia, the spiciest podcast
we have ever made. This is your time. Take a
big breath.
Speaker 2 (00:17):
And enjoy yourself.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
The warm golden glow of the low hanging lights casts
an inviting shimmer across the darkened room, the driving bass
drowning out the sound of any chatter between the patrons.
We've been to this bar before a few times. Actually,
it's great for a drink, a dance, a little people watching.
(00:48):
I take in my surroundings from where I perch next
to my partner on a barstool, swirling the straw in
my cocktail and taking in the sight of writhing bodies
in the dim light. The music wraps its dense arms
around us, a sultry symphony of deep bass and intricate rhythm,
(01:10):
its vibrations coursing through my veins, inviting me to move.
My fingers intertwined with my partners. As his gaze meets mine,
even after all these years, there is a heat blazing
in his eyes, and my stomach tightens under his stair.
(01:31):
I broke first, glancing down with a small smile. I'll
never get tired of this pool between us, this raw attraction.
I think as I look towards the far end of
the bar, and that's when I see her. She leans
(01:52):
against the bar as she accepts her drink, then laughs
with her head thrown back at whatever the bartender has said,
exposing the elegant curve of her neck. Her hair cascades
down her back in loose waves, and her skin seems
to glow in the low light. I can't tear my
(02:16):
eyes away from her. Her fluid, graceful moves, mesmerizing. My
partner notices my distraction and follows my gaze. I feel
his grip tightened in my hand, and when I turn
back to him, his eyes are dark with desire. I
(02:39):
leaning close and whisper, She's beautiful, isn't she. A shiver
runs down my spine as he knots the air between us,
growing thick with tension. His thumb traces slow circles on
the inside of my wrist, and I bite my lip.
(03:00):
I look back to the woman just as she glances
my way, her eyes locking across the room. A shudder
runs through me. Heap pulling between my thighs at the
look that stretches tort between us. She holds my stare
for longer than she should, her eyes dark and inviting,
(03:23):
her deep red lips curling into a knowing smile. My
breath catches in my throat as she pushes away the
bar and begins to move towards us, her hips swaying
with every step. The crowd seems to part for her,
and I feel my partner's hands slide to my lower back,
(03:47):
a possessive touch that sen sparks through me. As the
woman approaches, I can see the finer details of her appearance,
the way her silky dress clings to her curves, the
glint of a delicate gold necklace nestled in her cleavage,
the flush on her cheeks. Her scent reaches me, an
(04:12):
intoxicating blend of jasmine and honey and something seductive I
can't put my finger on. She smells of sex, of danger,
and my pussy is suddenly agging. Abruptly, she turns, slipping
(04:33):
into the throng of pulsing bodies on the dance floor,
disappearing into the writhing mass, swaying in time with the music.
Disappointment sweeps over me as I look back to my partner,
but he squeezes my hand, steps off his stool and
tugs me towards the dance floor. As we weave through
(04:55):
the crowd, bodies swaying and moving against each other, I
feel electricity pulse through the room. It's as if every breath,
every touch is charged. The pulsing base thrums through my body.
As we reach the center of the swaying bodies, his
(05:16):
hands fund my hips, pulling me close. I can feel
the heat of his palms through the thin fabric of
my dress. Our bodies begin to move in time with
each other, hips swaying in time with the music. The
scent of his cologne mingles with the musk of his skin,
(05:36):
intoxicating I inhale sharply as our bodies shift, sliding and
grinding to the heavy beat. The press of the crowd
pushes us even closer, and my breath catches As his
thigh presses between my legs. The friction sense sparks of
(05:57):
pleasure rippling through me. I run my hands up his chest,
feeling the solid plains of muscle beneath his shirt. He
leans in his breath, ghosting across my neck, sending shivers
down my spine, and arching into him, relishing the friction
(06:18):
between us. Then another pair of hands, smaller gentler eases
onto my waist from behind, and the scent of honey
and jasmine floods my senses. I feel her press her
body against mine, the delicious heat where her breasts push
(06:41):
into my back. Her pussy grazes the curve of my
ears as she sways to the beat. My gasper caught
between the firm body in front of me and the
soft curves behind. The thick bass and heavy drums pulse
(07:01):
through us as we move together, a tangle of limbs
and flushed skin. My head falls back against her shoulder
as my partner's lips find my neck, trailing hot that
kisses down to my collar bone. Her hands slide around
(07:22):
to my stomach, fingertips teasing the edge of my undies
through my dress. I feel her warm breath on my
ear as she leans in closer. A shudder runs through me.
I turned my head, meeting her darkened gaze. This close,
(07:44):
I can see flecks of gold in her dark brown eyes.
Her red lips part slightly, an invitation I cannot resist.
I lean in, capturing her mouth in a earring kiss.
Her lips are impossibly soft, tasting of whiskey. And cherries.
(08:09):
She kisses me back hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine.
I moan into her mouth, overwhelmed by sensation. My partner's
hands tighten on my hips, pulling me more firmly against him.
(08:30):
I can feel how hot he is through his jeans.
Her breath hitches as our tongues meet, and the way
her body molds to mine sends a shiver down my spine,
straight to my core. Were desire pulls hot and heavy.
(08:53):
My partner's hands slide up my thigh, the fabric of
my dress riding high on my leg. I feel his
fingertips brushed against my soaked pandies, and I'm moan into
her mouth. Her hand slides lower, her fingers meeting his
(09:19):
at my entrance, and they each tease me, taking turns
stroking my wet slid. Her mouth is still on mine,
his lips and teeth on my neck. I'm being devoured
as he slips first one, then a second finger inside me,
(09:41):
and she starts to circle my clid. Ah in the
dark bar, the music drowns at my moan as their
fingers go to work on my pussy. The crowd around
us are lost in their own movements and the music.
Nobody else has a clue what's going on with just
(10:04):
another group swaying and grinding to the music. The aching
need pulsing between my legs threatens to consume me as
she draws circles around my clip, pressing, rubbing, pulling me
towards the edge, and then holding back when I start
(10:27):
to get close. It's the most delicious torture, and all
I want is to fall to pieces right here on
the dance floor.
Speaker 3 (10:41):
Ah Ah, make me come, I say, and st her lips,
hoping she hears me over.
Speaker 1 (10:51):
The thrum of the music.
Speaker 4 (10:54):
Ah. Abruptly, she pulls away from her kisses, her lips
swollen and shiny, her eyes smolder with lust as she
shakes her head and grabs my hand, dragging me towards
the back of the room, to the door underneath the
(11:14):
glowing exit sign.
Speaker 1 (11:18):
With a push, the three of us tumble into the
alley behind the club, cool night air rushing over my
flushed skin. She pushes me up against the rough brick wall,
her lips finding mine in a searing kiss. I moan
into her mouth as her hands roam my body, cupping
(11:43):
my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress. She
pinches my already hard and aching nipples, then slides her
hands lower, grabbing at the hem of my dress and
bunching it around my waist. My breath catches as she
(12:06):
drops to her knees on the damp pavement, her warm
breath ghosting over my inner thighs. I feel exposed, vulnerable,
my pussy on display in the cool night air. My
(12:26):
partner crowds close, his solid warmth pressing me further into
the wall. His lips find my neck, sucking and nipping
as his hands run my body. I arch into him,
gasping as his fingers now brush over my heart and nipples.
Speaker 3 (12:46):
Ha ha ha.
Speaker 1 (12:55):
The woman's hands caress my thighs, spreading them wider. She
settles between my legs. My heart pounce with anticipation. She
looks up at me through her long lashes, her eyes
dark with desire, before leaning in and running her tongue
(13:18):
along my slit in one long, luxurious stroke. I cry
out at the sensation, my hips rolling involuntarily. Her tongue
(13:38):
is velvety, soft yet insistent, as she explores every fold
and crevice of my aching pussy. A she laps at
my entrance, dipping inside to taste me, before dragging her
tongue up to circle my throbbing clin Ah. She moans
(14:03):
against me, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through my core.
Her fingers dip into my thighs as she pulls me closer,
burying her face in my pussy. A. I cry out
at the job of pleasure.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (14:25):
My hip's bucking against her face. Ah.
Speaker 3 (14:30):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (14:32):
My partner's hand comes up to cover my mouth, muffling
my cries. His other hand guides mine to the old
in his jeans, I fumble with his zipper, freeing his
rock hard cock. Ah. Wrapping my fingers around his thick shaft,
(14:56):
I begin to stroke him, slowly, feeling I pulse in
my hand. As the woman keeps working her magic between
my thighs, her tongue flicks rapidly over my cleaner, sending
jolts of electricity through me. I grip him tighter, pumping
(15:21):
my fist in time with the movements of her tongue.
She slides two fingers inside me, deftly, curling them to
hit that perfect spot. I cry out against my partner's palm,
my legs trembling. Her tongue latches onto my clearer, sucking
(15:44):
hard as her fingers move inside my pussy, pulling me
over the edge. My partner's breath is racked in my
ear as I woke his shaft, and the woman between
my legs moans the vibration's rippling through my aching clin Please, please,
(16:09):
I need to come, she laughs softly, never taking her
mouth from my wet, swollen lips. As she moans. Her
fingers move faster, harder, pumping in a steady rhythm while
her tongue works my clip into a frenzy. Ah. This
(16:32):
woman is about to drag an orgasm from me in
the alley behind a bar, And damn if it isn't
the hardest fucking thing I've ever experienced.
Speaker 5 (16:46):
Ah.
Speaker 1 (16:48):
I feel the pressure building, the tension wan tightly, and
I know I'm about to come with this beautiful stranger's
face between my legs, I thought of it is almost
enough to send me over the edge, and I reach
my free hand into her hair. Yes, yes, I'm so close.
(17:14):
I breathe the worst, rasping and raw a. My hips
buck wildly against her face as her tongue moves faster
her fingers, pumping deeper the pressure fields and feels a
white hot coil of tension deep in my core as
(17:38):
my partner pinches and rolls my nipples, sending jolts of
electricity through me. My thighs begin to tremble, and the
woman between my legs sucks my c lip harder. Oh God,
(18:00):
Oh God. I chump breathlessly as the first waves of
my orgasm crash over me, dragging me into the bliss.
As she continues working my pussy with her mouth her fingers,
The fire rolls through me, pulsing pleasure radiating out from
(18:21):
my core. My you know, walls clench.
Speaker 2 (18:25):
Rhythmically around her fingers as she works me through.
Speaker 1 (18:29):
Wave after wave of pleasure. Ah. I arched my back
against the wall, my body shuddering as the orgasm pulses
through me. The woman between my legs doesn't let up,
her tongue and fingers working intend and to draw out
(18:49):
every last tremor.
Speaker 2 (18:53):
My thighs quake around her head as after shocks ripple
through me, and I asp for breath as the intensity
finally begins to subside.
Speaker 5 (19:10):
Ah, I slump against the wall, panting.
Speaker 1 (19:24):
The cool brick on my back grounds me as I
float in a haze. The woman stands slowly, a satisfied
smoke playing on her glistening lips. She leans in, capturing
my mouth in a deep, lanuid kiss. I taste myself
(19:51):
on her tongue as she gently pulls my dress back
down from around my waist. My partners fingers trailed down
my neck as he watches us kiss. She pulls back,
her eyes dark and hungry as they flick between us.
(20:12):
Our place isn't far from here, I say, voice low
and husky. She doesn't say a word, just smiles, her
gaze full of lust. I look to my partner, seeing
my own desire mirrored in his eyes. He nods, a
(20:38):
slow smile spreading across his face. Lead the way, the
woman says,
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