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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I smile at the barmaid as I pass her my card to start my tab, relishing in the release to finally relax after my day's work. I take a sip and set my drink down, looking around to take in the surroundings of the bar.
Dim lighting, but a nice crisp contemporary feel to it. There is a stage for bands on the weekends, and a large enough dance area that is away from all of the seating.
It is starting to fill up and I hear a group of women enter, loud and excited for a night out. I absently look up at the muted TV's, watching nothing as I take another long drink.
Your perfume hits me first, followed by the breeze of your body eagerly rushing up to the open bar space next to me. The smell of hops quickly turns to overpowering femininity.
I can't stop myself as I breathe your perfume in, feeling the fragrance flood my nose and take over every thought. I am smiling at you before I realize what is happening. You catch my gaze, smiling back as your friends are caught up in their loud and raucous conversation.
Your drinks arrive, and you join your friends off for your ladies’ night out. The bar fills up between rounds 1 and 2. You return to the bar to get the 3rd round.
Finding yourself standing next to me again, making small talk while you wait for the barmaid to fill the order.
You have your back to me, and I touch your hip, you deliberately move back to me back to and I pull you in close before you can react.
My hands are on your hips, as I keep my back to your friends, knowing we are partially hidden.
You can feel my lust starting to grow against your tight dress, my hand sliding round and up your tummy, gliding over your firm breast, and gently squeezing your neck as I lean your head back over my shoulder.
"I want you now," I whisper in your ear. The fingers on your neck squeezing in a tease before I slide back down to your hips. Feeling my fingers press into you more urgently, my hot breath on your neck, my lust washing over you.
You almost shudder at the thought of my words and my fingers. Maybe it is one of your naughty little fantasies you keep hidden in the closet, your favourite toy being a random guy that needs to have his way with you as you feel yourself getting wet between your thighs and the feel of me against you.
"You want this don't you," I groan in your ear, bringing you back to reality. Barely loud enough over the music.
Not sure of what I said until my fingers start to move down past your hips. Your hand urgently on my wrist, trying to keep me from going where I shouldn't.
Blushing in shame as my fingertips find out that you have come out out without any knickers under your black dress.
You look at me embarrassed, my fingers on your little clit as I grind them back and forth. You try to tell me why we can't do this as I kiss you, my fingers pushing between your wet swollen lips and sinking into you. Your fingernails digging into my arm as I fill you right there and then.
My free hand sliding around your tummy, your fingers locked together with mine.
My other hand slowly pumping your dripping little pussy, in beat with the music as I grind against you.
My teeth gently biting your neck as you catch people looking at you, realizing my fingers are sliding in and out in unison with my hard member against your ass.
My thumb on your clit as you start to feel your cares wash away, the music is loud as you grind against my fingers, your nails digging in deep as you are about to...I pull back, your body suddenly floating out in space, empty and a little cold.
On the verge of not caring about anything you look back at me, your hand in mine, I pull you towards the exit. Not even noticing the looks people are giving you when they see how flushed you are. You start to regain your senses when we are out back behind the bar.
A tangled alleyway between other businesses and second story apartments. I press you up against the brick wall of the bar before you realize what is about to happen.
My fingers are busy between your legs, grinding against your clit as you look at me pleadingly; letting a small moan escape your lips.
I step up closer to you, the heat and strength of my body against yours as you feel two fingers sliding back into you.
My free hand tangled in your hair, pulling it back as I make you look at me.
Trapped between my arms and the wall as my fingers grind faster inside of you. "Such a naughty little girl to come out in a little black dress and no panties?" You gasp a response, as your body begins to tremble as the orgasm approaches.
I pull your hair back more as you start to slip away into your approaching orgasm.
Making you look up at me as I pinch your clit between my soaked fingers. Fingering you in and out, your wetness practically echoing off the walls of the ally as you start to lose control and your orgasm is washing over you as your pussy clamps down on my fingers.
Your legs are shaking as you come down from your orgasm.
I unzip my trousers and release my cock as you go down on your haunches and take me in your mouth.
The alcohol and orgasm making it hard to focus on what is right, as my cock fills your mouth.
I groan out, as your hand comes up to touch my throbbing shaft, hearing my lust filled approval as I take a hold of your hair.
Sliding out so you can suck on just the tip, your little fingers squeezing the base.
You feel my fingers tighten in your hair, pulling your head back to look up at me.
"Show me how much you can take" I tell you, looking down at you as I push my cock into your mouth. Farther and farther, it goes in, your eyes bulging at how brazen I am being with you, feeling my cock pulse and throb on your tongue and in your throat.
Gagging a bit, urgent for a breath as I pull out, savouring your gasp as you look down at how wet you made my hard cock.
I slide back in, filling your hungry mouth and your tongue and lips start working on my cock, trying to make me cum.
Feeling me fill you again, gagging as you need to breathe. It is so deep, pulsing. You need to breathe. Looking up at me questioningly, your hands against my legs, tapping like before.
You just see me smirk. Telling you how good you are. You realize it isn't a quick blow job for me.
Gasping as you keep looking at me, catching your breath. My fingers in your hair pulling your head back.
Understanding that I want more, feeling the strength in my arms and my cock as I start to slide deep in and out of your mouth, as I pull you to your feet, pressing you against the wall.
"My friends..." you try to tell me. I smile, my body pressing against yours, pinning you against the wall.
"Oh, I think your friends know what you are up to, especially in this little black dress" I tell you, my fingers toying with the hem of your dress.
I turn you around, bending you over up against the wall, your forearms crossed as you rest your head against it. Trying to look back at me.
Watching me grab the base of my cock, grinding it up and down against your swollen dripping lips. Closing your eyes at the feeling, savouring it, knowing it has been longer than you thought since you felt it.
You groan at feeling the head of my cock teasing your lips, playing at your entrance before pushing into you.
Not slow, but urgently and fast.
Stretching you around my cock as I fill you completely, throbbing deep inside of you. I pull out slowly, enjoying the sight of my hard-soaked cock before I push back in.
Struggling to hold onto reason, as you feel my hand lifting your leg up, pushing even deeper inside of you.
Taking your pussy faster as I pull your hair back, making you groan out as I pin you up against the wall. "This is what you wanted tonight isn't it?"
Our bodies slapping together faster, my fingers squeezing your leg as I pull you back onto my hard cock.
"You needed to get fucked didn't you" I moan out, pulling your hair back harder as you admit to me what you really need.
Feeling me slide in and out again and again. Letting your leg down, making you spread it wide as I take you from behind.
My hand spanking your bare arse as your dress is pushed up over your hips, your full tits almost falling out with each deep thrust as you grind back against my thrusts as your orgasm builds
Letting go of your hair, my fingers are on your neck again squeezing around your throat, not too hard, but firmly.
Pushing as deep into you as I can and stopping. Catching your breath as you feel full of me all the way in you. "Fuck..." I gasp, catching my breath.
You look at me out of the corner of your eye, knowing I am not in control any more as I slide out slowly, that I am driven by pure lust.
Feeling me push into you hard and deep. My fingers on your clit, rubbing and pinching it, pulling it as I fill you with my cock. Your moans and pants matching mine.
Your need to release. Need to cum all over a stranger’s cock as I pound you from behind. So close...
"Please," you respond. The sound of our fucking echoing off the walls of the alley.
Time standing still for a moment. My body tensing up against yours, struggling to breathe as you know I am right where you are. I should pull out, but you know you need to feel me inside you.
Everything comes crashing down as I try to hold you up, your orgasm taking over every nerve in your body.
My cock throbbing deep inside of you as I fill you completely.
Wave after wave of cum pumping deep inside your tight pussy as you hold me in deep.
Pushing against you, our orgasms subsiding as I catch my breath. My hot wet seed deep inside of you before I pull out slowly.
Your face is flushed as you look back at me.
Still trying to comprehend what’s just happened and how far things went, your pussy throbbing and feeling empty without me.
Feeling my cum leaking down your legs slowly, your dress still bunched up around your hips, and your hair dishevelled.
My fingers scoop up cum from your leg and I put my fingers into your mouth as you lick them clean.
I turn and begin to walk away, I look back at you and smile and say, “enjoy your girls’ night out, I’ll be here next week.”
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