March 20, 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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Writer: Alix Nicholson
Audio Producer: Tegan Sadler
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Speaker 1 (00:21):
You're listening to a MoMA Mia podcast. Mamma Mia acknowledges
the traditional owners of the land. We have recorded this
podcast on the Gadigul people of the Eora Nation. We
pay our respects to their elders past and present, and
extend that respect to all Aboriginal and torres Rate islander cultures.
Speaker 2 (00:43):
Introducing Butter by Mamma Mia. It's the spiciest podcast we
have ever made, and this is just a taste. If
you want to hear more, search Butter wherever you get
your podcasts.
Speaker 3 (01:07):
The warm golden glow of the low hanging lights casts
an inviting shimmer across the darkened room, the driving base,
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.
(01:30):
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.
(01:51):
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.
(02:13):
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
(02:33):
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
(02:57):
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
(03:20):
lean close and whisper, She's beautiful, isn't she? A shiver
runs down my spine as he nods the air between us,
growing thick with tension. His thumb traces slow circles on
the inside of my wrist, and I bite my lip.
(03:42):
I look back to the woman just as she glances
my way, our eyes locking across the room. A shudder
runs through me. Heep 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,
(04:05):
her deep red lips curling into a knowing smile. My
breath catchures 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,
(04:28):
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
(04:53):
intoxicating blend of jasmine and honey and something seductive I
can't put my finger off. She smells of sex, of danger,
and my pussy is suddenly agching. Abruptly, she turns, slipping
(05:14):
into the throng of pulsing bodies on the dance floor,
disappearing into the writhing mass playing 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
(05:37):
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 bass thrums through my body.
As we reach the center of the swaying bodies, his
(05:57):
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,
(06:18):
intoxicating I inhale sharply. As our bodies shift, sliding and
grinding to the heavy beat. The press of the crown
pushes us even closer, and my breath catches as his
thigh presses between my legs. The friction sense sparks of
(06:38):
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
(06:59):
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
(07:22):
into my back. Her pussy grazes the curve of my
ars 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
through us as we move together, a tangle of limbs
(07:46):
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 slid around
to my stomach, fingertips teasing the edge of my undies
(08:07):
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,
I can see flecks of gold in her dark brown eyes.
(08:30):
Her red lips part slightly, an invitation I cannot resist.
I lean in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.
Her lips are impossibly soft, tasting of whiskey and cherries.
(08:51):
She kisses me back hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine.
I moan into her mouth, overwhelmed by sensation. My partner's
hands tightened on my hips, pulling me more firmly against him.
(09:11):
I can feel how hard he is through his jeans.
Her breath hitches as our tongues meet, and the way
her body alds to mine sends a shiver down my spine,
straight to my core, where desire pulls hot and heavy.
(09:34):
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 marian into
her mouth. Her hand slides lower, her fingers meeting his
(10:00):
at my entrance, and they each tease me, taking turns,
stroking my wet slid. Her mouth is still on mine.
He slips and teeth on my neck. I'm being devoured
as he slips first one, then a second finger inside me,
(10:22):
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. We're just
(10:45):
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 clid, pressing, rubbing, pulling me
towards the edge, and then holding back when I start
(11:08):
to get close. It's the most delicious torture, and all
I want is to fall to pieces, right here on
a dance floor. Ah Ah, make me come, I say
(11:29):
it against her lips, hoping she hears me over the
thrum of the music. 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,
(11:50):
dragging me towards the back of the room to the
door underneath the glowing exit sign. With a push, the
three of us tumble into the alley behind the club,
cool night air rushing over my flushed skin. She pushes
(12:11):
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 my breasts through
the thin fabric of my dress. She pinches my already
hard and aching nipples, then slides her hands lower, grabbing
(12:37):
at the hem of my dress and bunching it around
my waist. My breath catches as she drops to her
knees on the damp pavement, her warm breath ghosting over
my inner thighs. I feel exposed, vulnerable, my pussy on
(13:02):
display in the cool night air. My partner crowds close,
his solid, warmth, pressing me further into the wall. His
lips find my neck, sucking and nipping as his hands
roam my body. I arch into him, gasping as his
(13:24):
fingers now brush over my heart and nipples.
Speaker 1 (13:28):
A ha.
Speaker 3 (13:33):
Ha. The woman's hands caress my thighs, spreading them wider
as 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
(13:58):
tongue along my slit in one long, luxurious stroke. I
cry out at the sensation, my hips rolling involuntarily. Her
tongue is velvety, soft yet insistent as she explores every
(14:24):
fold and crevice of my aching pussy. Ah. She laps
at my entrance, dipping inside to taste, before dragging her
tongue up to circle my throbbing clin Ah. She moans
(14:44):
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. AH. I cry out
at the job of pleasure A. My hip's bucking against
(15:08):
her face. Ah Ah. My partner's hand comes up to
cover my mouth, muffling my cries. His other and guides
mine to the bold In his jeans, I fumble with
his zipper, freeing his rock hard cock ah. Wrapping my
(15:34):
fingers around his thick shaft, 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 clearer, sending jolts of electricity through me. I
(16:00):
grip him tighter, pumping 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 pats palm trembling. Her tongue latches onto my clip,
(16:25):
sucking hard as her fingers moved inside my pussy, pulling
me over the edge. My partner's breath is ragged in
my ear as I woke his shaft, and the woman
between my legs moans the vibrations rippling through my aching clin. Please, please,
(16:51):
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
(17:13):
woman is about to drag an orgasm from me in
the alley behind a bar and dead. If it isn't
the hardest fucking thing I've ever experienced. I feel the
pressure building, the tension, wum tightly and I know I'm
(17:35):
about to come with this beautiful stranger's face between my legs.
The 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. I breathe the worst,
(17:57):
rasping and raw ah. My hips buck wildly against her
face as her tongue moves faster, her fingers pumping deeper.
The pressure builds and feels a white hot coil of
tension deep in my core. As my partner pinches and
(18:21):
rolls my nipples, sending jolts of electricity through me. My
thighs begin to tremble, and the woman between my legs
sucks my clp harder. Oh God, Oh God, I chump
(18:44):
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 my core. My you know,
(19:05):
walls clench rhythmically around her fingers as she works me
through wave after wave of pleasure. 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,
(19:26):
her tongue and fingers working intend and to draw out
every last tremor. My thighs quake around her head as
I have to. Shocks ripple through me, and I gasp
for breath as the intensity finally begins to subside. Ah.
(20:01):
I slump against the wall, panting. The cool brick on
my back grounds me as I float in the haze.
The woman stands slowly, a satisfied smoke playing on her
glistening lips. She leans in, capturing my mouth in a deep,
(20:27):
linguid kiss. I taste myself on her tongue as she
gently pulls my dress back down from around my waist.
My partner's fingers trailed down my neck as he watches
us kiss. She pulls back, her eyes dark and hungry
(20:50):
as they flick between us. 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
(21:11):
my partner, seeing my own desire mirrored in his eyes.
He nods a slow smiles spreading Acrossy's face. Lead the way,
the woman says,
You're listening to a MoMA Mia podcast. Mamma Mia acknowledges
the traditional owners of the land. We have recorded this
podcast on the Gadigul people of the Eora Nation. We
pay our respects to their elders past and present, and
extend that respect to all Aboriginal and torres Rate islander cultures.
Speaker 2 (00:43):
Introducing Butter by Mamma Mia. It's the spiciest podcast we
have ever made, and this is just a taste. If
you want to hear more, search Butter wherever you get
your podcasts.
Speaker 3 (01:07):
The warm golden glow of the low hanging lights casts
an inviting shimmer across the darkened room, the driving base,
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.
(01:30):
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.
(01:51):
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.
(02:13):
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
(02:33):
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
(02:57):
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
(03:20):
lean close and whisper, She's beautiful, isn't she? A shiver
runs down my spine as he nods the air between us,
growing thick with tension. His thumb traces slow circles on
the inside of my wrist, and I bite my lip.
(03:42):
I look back to the woman just as she glances
my way, our eyes locking across the room. A shudder
runs through me. Heep 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,
(04:05):
her deep red lips curling into a knowing smile. My
breath catchures 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,
(04:28):
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
(04:53):
intoxicating blend of jasmine and honey and something seductive I
can't put my finger off. She smells of sex, of danger,
and my pussy is suddenly agching. Abruptly, she turns, slipping
(05:14):
into the throng of pulsing bodies on the dance floor,
disappearing into the writhing mass playing 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
(05:37):
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 bass thrums through my body.
As we reach the center of the swaying bodies, his
(05:57):
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,
(06:18):
intoxicating I inhale sharply. As our bodies shift, sliding and
grinding to the heavy beat. The press of the crown
pushes us even closer, and my breath catches as his
thigh presses between my legs. The friction sense sparks of
(06:38):
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
(06:59):
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
(07:22):
into my back. Her pussy grazes the curve of my
ars 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
through us as we move together, a tangle of limbs
(07:46):
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 slid around
to my stomach, fingertips teasing the edge of my undies
(08:07):
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,
I can see flecks of gold in her dark brown eyes.
(08:30):
Her red lips part slightly, an invitation I cannot resist.
I lean in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.
Her lips are impossibly soft, tasting of whiskey and cherries.
(08:51):
She kisses me back hungrily, her tongue sliding against mine.
I moan into her mouth, overwhelmed by sensation. My partner's
hands tightened on my hips, pulling me more firmly against him.
(09:11):
I can feel how hard he is through his jeans.
Her breath hitches as our tongues meet, and the way
her body alds to mine sends a shiver down my spine,
straight to my core, where desire pulls hot and heavy.
(09:34):
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 marian into
her mouth. Her hand slides lower, her fingers meeting his
(10:00):
at my entrance, and they each tease me, taking turns,
stroking my wet slid. Her mouth is still on mine.
He slips and teeth on my neck. I'm being devoured
as he slips first one, then a second finger inside me,
(10:22):
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. We're just
(10:45):
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 clid, pressing, rubbing, pulling me
towards the edge, and then holding back when I start
(11:08):
to get close. It's the most delicious torture, and all
I want is to fall to pieces, right here on
a dance floor. Ah Ah, make me come, I say
(11:29):
it against her lips, hoping she hears me over the
thrum of the music. 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,
(11:50):
dragging me towards the back of the room to the
door underneath the glowing exit sign. With a push, the
three of us tumble into the alley behind the club,
cool night air rushing over my flushed skin. She pushes
(12:11):
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 my breasts through
the thin fabric of my dress. She pinches my already
hard and aching nipples, then slides her hands lower, grabbing
(12:37):
at the hem of my dress and bunching it around
my waist. My breath catches as she drops to her
knees on the damp pavement, her warm breath ghosting over
my inner thighs. I feel exposed, vulnerable, my pussy on
(13:02):
display in the cool night air. My partner crowds close,
his solid, warmth, pressing me further into the wall. His
lips find my neck, sucking and nipping as his hands
roam my body. I arch into him, gasping as his
(13:24):
fingers now brush over my heart and nipples.
Speaker 1 (13:28):
A ha.
Speaker 3 (13:33):
Ha. The woman's hands caress my thighs, spreading them wider
as 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
(13:58):
tongue along my slit in one long, luxurious stroke. I
cry out at the sensation, my hips rolling involuntarily. Her
tongue is velvety, soft yet insistent as she explores every
(14:24):
fold and crevice of my aching pussy. Ah. She laps
at my entrance, dipping inside to taste, before dragging her
tongue up to circle my throbbing clin Ah. She moans
(14:44):
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. AH. I cry out
at the job of pleasure A. My hip's bucking against
(15:08):
her face. Ah Ah. My partner's hand comes up to
cover my mouth, muffling my cries. His other and guides
mine to the bold In his jeans, I fumble with
his zipper, freeing his rock hard cock ah. Wrapping my
(15:34):
fingers around his thick shaft, 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 clearer, sending jolts of electricity through me. I
(16:00):
grip him tighter, pumping 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 pats palm trembling. Her tongue latches onto my clip,
(16:25):
sucking hard as her fingers moved inside my pussy, pulling
me over the edge. My partner's breath is ragged in
my ear as I woke his shaft, and the woman
between my legs moans the vibrations rippling through my aching clin. Please, please,
(16:51):
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
(17:13):
woman is about to drag an orgasm from me in
the alley behind a bar and dead. If it isn't
the hardest fucking thing I've ever experienced. I feel the
pressure building, the tension, wum tightly and I know I'm
(17:35):
about to come with this beautiful stranger's face between my legs.
The 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. I breathe the worst,
(17:57):
rasping and raw ah. My hips buck wildly against her
face as her tongue moves faster, her fingers pumping deeper.
The pressure builds and feels a white hot coil of
tension deep in my core. As my partner pinches and
(18:21):
rolls my nipples, sending jolts of electricity through me. My
thighs begin to tremble, and the woman between my legs
sucks my clp harder. Oh God, Oh God, I chump
(18:44):
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 my core. My you know,
(19:05):
walls clench rhythmically around her fingers as she works me
through wave after wave of pleasure. 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,
(19:26):
her tongue and fingers working intend and to draw out
every last tremor. My thighs quake around her head as
I have to. Shocks ripple through me, and I gasp
for breath as the intensity finally begins to subside. Ah.
(20:01):
I slump against the wall, panting. The cool brick on
my back grounds me as I float in the haze.
The woman stands slowly, a satisfied smoke playing on her
glistening lips. She leans in, capturing my mouth in a deep,
(20:27):
linguid kiss. I taste myself on her tongue as she
gently pulls my dress back down from around my waist.
My partner's fingers trailed down my neck as he watches
us kiss. She pulls back, her eyes dark and hungry
(20:50):
as they flick between us. 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
(21:11):
my partner, seeing my own desire mirrored in his eyes.
He nods a slow smiles spreading Acrossy's face. Lead the way,
the woman says,
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