When his two songs were up, he walked back to our table with a big smile on his face. His smile got even bigger as I whispered into his ear, “I want to give you a private lap dance.”

For the rest of the night I took notes as the girls danced on the stage and front of us and studied their moves as they gave their lap dances in the chairs in the edge of the room. I had given my share of lap dances before, but I wanted this one to be just like the action that I was seeing around in the room, not just me stumbling around and making awkward moves as I took off my clothes.

But things were awkward and I did stumble at first. My blood alcohol content was starting to drop and so did my self-confidence. He wasn’t looking at me the way, he looked at her, the way his eyes followed her around the club with pure lust until she stopped at our table.

I couldn’t blame him. I found myself starring at the same brunette. She wasn’t the kind of girl that I usually liked. Her tits were about the same size as mine, but mine are real and hers were fake. Plus there was her very fake tan. But the way she moved, even when she was just walking around the club screamed sexy. I imagined her tiny black bikini on the floor of my bedroom, I could only imagine the things that she could teach me.

As I pulled off my sweater, I imagined I was her. I had a feeling that he was imagining the same thing.

I don’t usually act like someone else in the bedroom, but as I danced around at the edge of the bed, I started to lose my inhibitions. I stopped caring that I wasn’t 110 pounds and didn’t have the perfectly toned body like the dancer.

I peeled off my tight jeans, dancing my way out of them until I was wearing just my red snowflake bra and matching thong. It wasn’t as revealing as her skimpy black bikini, but it got his attention.

However, I wasn’t feeling it completely just yet. Before I went any further, I turned on my stereo. The song the came on was perfect. It was “Dancing In The Dark.” Normally, if this song came on I would’ve changed the station. But that night, I closed my eyes and moved to the beat, letting my hands slide all over my body, caressing my ample curves and sliding between my legs.

I pushed him on to his back, then climbed on to the bed and crawled my way to him, sliding my mouth right past the crotch of his jeans. It was exactly how I had seen Candi perform the move earlier.

“I want you so bad.”

“Not yet.”

I positioned myself on top of his lap and started to move my hips to the beat. He looked up at me, but he wasn’t giving me the look that I wanted yet.

“I think these are in the way.” I said as I undid his belt and started to work on his jeans. It didn’t even sound like me. My voice was full of lust and sexuality.

I climbed back on top of him, only the thin nylon and spandex fabric of my thong and the cotton fabric of his boxers separating us.

I could feel his cock coming to life as I moved my hips. When I started to move with my whole body, he looked up at me and gave me the look that I wanted.

Feeling his cock press up against me, even through the fabrics turned me on. I could feel myself becoming wet and I couldn’t stop myself from letting out some soft moans.

He was completely hard now and I enjoyed slowly sliding myself up and down his long shaft. I couldn’t resist reaching down and rubbing my hand against his shaft. She never made a move like that with him that night, but I imagined if she was alone with him, she would be doing the same thing.

I rubbed myself against his head, his cock straining to burst out through the fabrics and into my wet pussy.

I started to bounce up and down on his cock. I hadn’t had this much fun with my clothes on in years.

Until now his hands had mostly been on my hips, now they ventured up my tits. He squeezed them and caressed them as I rubbed myself against his cock.

I was beyond turned on now and was planning to get rid of our barriers of clothing. However, before I had a chance to change the subject, he spoke up. “Turn around, I want to see that ass again.”

I smiled as I turned around, giving him the same naughty grin that she gave him an hour earlier.

I started to move my body again to the music, it was a new song now that had a slower beat but a louder drum. I went slow at first, matching the beat and rubbing my pussy, then my ass against his cock. However, soon I was using more and more force, my ass was bouncing up and down in front of him. I felt like a stripper, giving a performance that he wouldn’t forget.

We were both breathing heavy now. I was starting to sweat. It was my new favorite calorie burning exercise.

I was lost in the moment, moving my body to the song, imagining that I was her. And then I felt a warm wetness between my legs that wasn’t from me.

I turned around and was greeted with a smile. “I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“I’ll take it to mean that you liked it.”

“Oh yeah.”

“Just so you know, we’re not done for tonight.”

“I was hoping you would say that.”

I was behind in my work, mainly because for the last week and a half, I’ve been unable to focus on anything other than him. While most of my coworkers were busy shopping or sleeping off Thanksgiving dinner, last Friday I decided to head into work for a couple of hours to catch up. It was my day off, but I didn’t have anything to do until five when I started my shift at the restaurant.

I was one of three people in the building, neither of the other two were in my department so I had nothing but piece and quiet. For the first hour I was the most productive that I had been in weeks, then there was a knock on my cubicle wall.

I looked up and saw him smiling down on me. “I had a feeling you would be here today.”

“Really?”

“Not really until after I saw your car in the parking lot.” He said sarcastically.

“You are too silly.”

“I know. But really what are you doing here?”

“I’m trying to get caught up on some of the projects that are due before the end of the month.”

“You didn’t have to come in today to do them.”

“I know, but I’m behind.”

“Why are you so behind on things?” He was trying to act boss like, but I caught him looking down my tank top, not that I did anything to stop him.

“You want to know the truth?”

“Yeah, maybe I could help ease your work load.”

“I don’t know if you can really help with this problem.”

“What is it?”

“It’s you.”

“Oh.” He said as he looked around the office to make sure we were alone.

“I’m not falling for you or anything like that.” I lied. “I know it was just for fun. But you have to give a girl an idea of whether you liked it or not.”

“I think it was pretty clear that I liked it by my reaction.”

“Don’t get me wrong, I really loved that reaction. Really loved it. However, after that night I had no idea what you were thinking.”

“I wouldn’t mind having you do that again.”

“Here?” I pushed my chair away from my desk and smiled.

“Yeah, I don’t think there’s anyone else on this floor?”

“You know I can do more than suck cock?”

“Let’s start with you sucking my cock and we’ll go from there.”

“Okay.”

He undid his belt and I couldn’t believe what I was about to do in my cubicle. I had imagined giving him a blowjob at his desk. I never fantasized about giving him a blowjob in my cubicle.

He unbuttoned his khakis, then pushed them down. He pushed his boxers down and revealed his cock. Blood was starting to flow to it, but it was still pointing towards the ground. I knew what to do to handle that problem.

I reached out and gently gripped it with my hand, feeling the soft skin and it’s warmth. I couldn’t believe I was fooling around with him in my cubicle, to we’re fooling around in my office and if we get caught, we could get fired. However, that didn’t stop me from slowly stroking it.

My hand was soon joined by my tongue. I ran my tongue up and down the bottom side of his shaft, watching and feeling it quickly becoming stronger. I ran my tongue around his head and felt it thicken. I could feel my thong starting to become damp and he hadn’t even touched me yet.

His cock was pointing at me as I leaned forward in my chair, opened my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft. I went slow at first, taking the time to enjoy the feeling of his cock sliding through my lips.

I was reaching for my glasses when he said, “No, don’t take those off.” It made me jump back a little like I was in trouble. “But, how about you show me your boobs.”

“You’re the boss.” I said then pulled the spaghetti straps of my tank and straps off my bra down my shoulders then off of my arms. He watched intensely as I pulled down the cups of my bra. He starred as I fondled myself for him. He reached out and squeezed my tits and I thought I was going melt right into my chair.

I leaned forward and my mouth found his cock again. This time I wasn’t so casual about the way I took it on. I was determined to show him what I could do with my mouth. I made sure that he got the full effect as I attacked it from different angle and worked it with my tongue.

I leaned further forward and slid my my lips to almost the base of shaft, taking him into my throat.

“Wow, Amy.” He said as I slid my lips off his cock so I could breathe.

Soon, I went back to work. I worshiped his cock, sliding my lips all over it, using my tongue as much as I could. I bobbed my head up and down him, racing my lips up and down him as quick as I could. I deep throated him as often as I could. I rubbed his cock against the soft flesh of my tits. I wanted this to be a blowjob that made his wife’s blowjobs look boring.

“Oh, Amy.” He grunted.

“Not yet. I want you to fuck me.”

“Okay.”

I jumped out of my chair and pushed off my sneakers, then peeled off my jeans and thong as quick as I could. I didn’t want him to have enough time to have second thoughts.

I sat on the edge of my desk as he wrestled his way out of his pants. There was no going back now. We were both half naked, if someone came into our office, there was no way that we would have enough time to get dressed again. Yet, somehow I didn’t care too much.

He positioned himself between my legs and we kissed as his hard cock rubbed against me. I thought about all of the other things that I had done on this desk and none of them would ever compare to this.

I felt him place his hardness against the opening off my soft and very wet lips. He held my hips and pushed inside of me. He felt perfect inside of me.

At first we made out more than anything else. His lips battled mine as our tongues pushed into each others mouth. I don’t think I’ll ever forget the way his mouth tasted of coffee.

I couldn’t resist shaking my hips and feeling his cock move around inside of me. I let out a moan, “Oh, yeah.” I repeated it over and over as he started to gently fuck me.

My “oh yeah’s” turned into “oh” as he became more powerful, thrusting harder and quicker inside of me. I knew that I should’ve tried to be quieter, but I couldn’t control myself. It just felt so good that it overwhelmed my practical thinking.

I had a big grin on my face as he fucked me. I couldn’t believe that he was inside of me. I couldn’t believe that we were fucking in my office, on top of my desk. I knew this had to be a quickie, but I wanted it to last forever. This was better than any of my fantasies. He looked so serious, but I could tell he was enjoying it.

He had me lay back on to my desk. I didn’t care about what mess we were making. He pushed my legs apart and pushed deeper inside of me. His thrusts were harder now, faster now. It was raw lust and it had taken over both of us.

“I want you to cum.”

“I’m getting close.”

“I want you to cum inside of me.” I wanted to be his cum slut. I wanted him to deposit his fluids inside of me.

“Holy fuck Amy, you’re something else.” He said as he his thrusting became sloppy and out of control. Seconds later he pushed deep inside of me and let go. “Amy.” He moaned as his hot liquid flowed into me, filling me with his cum. Never had cum flowing into me felt so good.

“Are you on the pill?” He said as he pulled out me, cum dripping off of the tip of his cock.

“Yeah, but I think you’re supposed to ask the girl that before cum inside of her.”

“Good, because I want to do that again sometime.”

“I’d like that.”

“But now I’m thinking we should probably get dressed.”

Brian tried to change the subject. “Thanks for helping me with this client. I know it’s been a lot of time in meetings and driving to the meetings.”

“You just make me so horny.” I interrupted. “You make me want to do so many bad things. I know it’s not one hundred percent right, but I can’t control these urges anymore.”

“Trust me, I want to do so many bad things with you too. You’re so fucking hot and the things I would do to have my cock in your mouth or buried deep inside of your pussy. However, I can’t do that Amy.”

“For the entire two hour drive I listened to you complain about her. How the marriage is all but over. You told you two haven’t had sex in months. Let me take care of your needs.”

“I don’t know.” I could tell that he didn’t want to say no to me, but at the same time he didn’t want to do anything because he was still technically married.

“Let me suck your cock.” I think a few months ago I would’ve let him win. However, I was feeling my confidence coming back. I wasn’t going to give up until I got what I wanted. “I won’t tell anyone. No strings attached.”

He looked outside for a minute as he thought. The office parking lot was empty except for our cars. “How can I say no to that?”

“You can’t.” Tentatively I reached across to his side of the car, afraid at any second he would kick me out of his car. He didn’t push me away or change his mind and soon I had my on his cock. Though the soft fabric of his dress pants I could feel the outline of his balls and outline of his shaft, quickly growing harder. “I’ve wanted to do this since the moment I walked into your office for my interview and saw you.”

“Many times I’ve imagined what it would be like for you to give me a blowjob. Many times.” He relaxed and leaned back in his seat.

He undid his belt then moved his hands out of the way for me to take over. I undid the button then pulled down his zipper. If I thought there was any chance that him and his wife were going to stay married, I would’ve left already.

He pushed down his boxers and pants, revealing his hard cock. It was thick with a very large head. I couldn’t wait to attach my lips to him. It was like a fantasy coming true for me.

“You don’t have to do this, if you don’t want to.” He said, stopping me right after I took off my seat belt.

“I really want to do this. I’m not expecting anything out of this. I just want to have a little fun. I want to make you cum. I want to make you forget about your shitty day.”

I leaned over and kissed the tip of his cock. I slid the tip of his cock into my mouth and ran my tongue around his head. I took my mouth off of him and said, “I’ve wanted to do this for so long.”

“I’ve wanted you to do this for so long too.” He said as I lowered my lips back to his cock.

I opened my mouth wide and slid my lips halfway down his cock. It felt so hard in my mouth. It felt so good in my mouth.

I slid my lips up and down his cock, filling him fill my mouth each time.

I looked up at him as I licked his shaft and flicked my tongue across his head. His face was so serious, but it didn’t stop me.

I slowly slid my lips back down his shaft again, this time from a slightly different angle. Each time I slid my head down from a different direction, making sure all of his cock was getting attention from my mouth.

I found the perfect angle and started to bob my head up and down on his cock. The only sound was my wet lips moving on his cock and his heavy breathing. I couldn’t believe I was sucking his cock in the office parking lot. I had fantasized about doing things with him, dildoed myself and imagined it was his cock fucking me.

I used my hand to stroke his cock as my lips raced up and down his hard shaft. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I felt so in control. I was so happy to be getting what I finally wanted. I hoped it wasn’t just a one time thing, but I could’ve been happy with that.

“You’re going to make me cum.”

I wiped the saliva off my lips and said, “I hope so.”

“My wife hasn’t made me cum in so long and she hasn’t given me a blowjob in even longer.”

“I’ll suck your cock anytime you want. I’ll do more too.”

I slid my lips as far down his cock as I could. I wanted to make this a blowjob that he would never forget, the kind of blowjob that would leave him craving for more. From the position that I was in I couldn’t deep throat him, but I don’t think it ruined the experience for him.

“Don’t stop Amy, I’m getting close.”

I kept my lips attached to his cock as I moved faster and faster. I focused my attention on the tip of his cock, looking forward to his cum to shoot out of it, to satisfy my craving. All I could think about was making him cum. It’s the only thing I wanted to do in the world.

His cock started to swell and then he gave me what I was so desperately craving. I felt the warm liquid shoot into my throat and flood my mouth. I kept my lips tightly wrapped around his cock, not wanting to lose a drop of the salty, bitter and very delicious liquid. I swallowed every drop of it, hoping it wouldn’t be the last time he let me taste it.

I sat up and looked at him. He smiled at me and said, “After this week, I really needed that.”

“It’s only Tuesday.”

“It’s been a rough week, but it just got a whole lot better.”

“Anytime you need me to, I will.” I said then wiped my lips clean with a tissue. “I’ll never tell anyone and it will always be no strings attached. I get horny too, we could always help each other out and satisfy each other.”

“I’ll remember that.”

“I hope so.” I said then opened his door. I kissed my fingers and waved him good bye.

Even now, it doesn’t seem real. If I didn’t have such a vivid memory of the taste of his cum, I don’t think that I would believe that it really happened. At work, we act like nothing has happened. But hopefully sometime something more will happen.

I ran through my head the lines I wanted to say to him. I never see you anymore. I like you, the sex is awesome, but I need someone that’s not out of town on business all of the time. It seems like things have fizzled out. What happened that Saturday night. I don’t think you went home sick, I think you went home with someone else that night.

I started the drive feeling sad, but as I got closer I to his house I started to get feel annoyed, on the verge of anger. I didn’t have any right to be anger. It was just sex, we had even both said it. Plus, I wasn’t in a position to complain. We had both said it was an open relationship and I had slept with more than my share of men since we started seeing each other. I didn’t care that he was probably seeing women in every city he traveled to for business. But it did annoy me when we made plans and he made excuses to get out of them. I guess it came down to me feeling like I wasn’t his first choice anymore.

I rode the elevator up to his floor, practicing what I would say. I think we need to go our separate ways. I think it’s time we stop seeing each other.

But when it came time to bring up the subject. “I think. I missed you. I think I really missed your cock.”

He grinned as he moved closer to me on the couch. His lips met mine and filled me with lust, making me forget about everything else.

“It’s been so long.” He said in between kissing my lips and licking my neck.

“Too long.”

“Have you had any naughty adventures since the last time that I saw you?”

“I’ve been working a lot, so it’s been pretty quiet.” I wanted to tell him about the coworker that fucked my ass. I was craving to tell him about the three men that took turns using me for their pleasure and left me covered in cum. I knew he wanted me to tell him every detail. But I couldn’t.

He released me from his arms and took a step back. “Are you sure?”

“I might have been a little naughty.”

“I’m sure you were more than just a little bit naughty.”

“Yeah, I was.”

“Don’t be so shy. I want to hear about your adventures.” He opened his jeans and took his cock out for me. His cock was still flexible, but already he was turned on.

Almost naturally, I reached over and felt his warm cock and started to casually stroke it. The idea of telling him about my adventures was having some effects between my legs too.

“I’ll start with Friday. I wore that beer wench costume that you saw me try on.”

“I loved the way you looked in that dress.” I felt him growing harder in my hands.

“So did all of the men that came into the restaurant that night, especially one of my managers. He couldn’t keep his eyes off of me.”

I turned towards him and bent over. I couldn’t resist anymore. I had to satisfy my craving. I kissed the tip of his cock and ran my tongue around it. I looked up at him and the way he looked at me filled with lust turned me on more.

I opened my mouth and slid his cock between my lips, just a little bit before I continued with my story. “My manager came over to my apartment after our shifts were done for the night.”

“You’re such a slut. I love it.”

I got on my knees, then found his cock with my lips again, I slid my lips further down his shaft this time.

“What did you do with him?”

I took his cock out of my mouth and looked up at him. “He came over and I sucked his cock.” I reattached my lips to Scott and slid my lips further down on his now very hard shaft.

Scott reached down and attempted to undo my belt. Without diverting my attention from giving his cock oral pleasure, I reached down and undid it for him. I unbuttoned my jeans and he took over. They were soon halfway down my thighs, it was all he needed.

He reached behind me and pulled my pink lace thong to the side. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the pleasure start flowing through my body as his fingers found my lips. He pushed them open and slid a finger inside of me.

I don’t know how I could ever think about letting some other slut have his cock. I was addicted to it. There was no other place that I wanted to be then bent over in front of him, sliding my lips up and down his cock. I knew exactly what he liked. He knew exactly how much pressure he could put on the back of my head, how far he could force his cock into my throat. He knew how long I could take his cock in my throat before I would start to gag.

“I deep throated him too.” I said after I caught my breath.

I climbed off of the couch and got on my knees in front of him. The only reason that I switched positions was so that I could better deep throat his cock. He held me longer each time I took his cock in my mouth until I had to push his hand away. It was almost like he wanted to hold me there to prove that he could do anything that he wanted with me.

“I did more than just give him a blowjob.”

“What else did you do with him?” His cock couldn’t get any harder. It was pointed almost straight up, the blood straining to expand even further.

“He fucked my ass on the kitchen counter.”

“Oh Amy.” His voice was weak and it almost sounded like he was going to cum. It took him a few seconds to recompose himself. “Can you get on your hands and knees for me?”

“Of course.” I said as I got off of my knees, leaving my jeans on the floor as I climbed into position on the couch next to him.

He wasted no time sliding a finger into my pussy again. Then after few thrusts, he aimed that finger at my asshole. “It looks like this needs some attention.”

“Yes.” My words turned into a moan as he slid the finger into my asshole. “I want you in my ass so badly.”

“Not yet.” He said as he rubbed his cock between my lips.”

“Please fuck my ass.” I pleaded as he slid his cock into my very wet pussy.

His cock fit perfectly inside of me. I could feel his thickness spreading me out with each thrust and it made me weak in the knees. He’s above average, but not on the verge of being too big like Blake. Scott is the perfect size to fill me perfectly and drive me crazy. It wasn’t long before he had me moaning with each thrust.

He was gentle at first, but soon it felt like he was going to fuck me right off the edge of the couch. I had to hold on to the arm so that he didn’t push me off.

He had been holding one hand on my back to stabilize me, but now I felt his thumb sliding into my asshole.

“Yes baby.” I chanted over and over as his cock and finger pushed me closer and closer.

Then he completely stopped.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” I looked back at him and he was smiling. “It’s time that your ass gets fucked.”

“I like that plan.”

I felt his fingers rubbing against my asshole and I bit my lip, anticipating the pleasure that was coming. He slid two fingers into my ass and I was overwhelmed with pleasure. I couldn’t wait for the next part of him that was going to slide into my ass.

“Spread your ass cheeks apart.”

The command made me feel so dirty, in the good way.

I felt the head of his cock against my asshole and very cautiously he slid it into me. I let out a whimper, it hurt so badly but I knew it was going to be worth it.

Gently he pushed himself in, inch by inch until he was completely in my ass. He fucked me slowly at first, teasing me. I knew the powers of his thrusts, how good they felt and I wanted to feel them again.

“Stop holding back.”

He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he sped up his thrusts. I could feel every inch of his cock as he slid it completely inside of me, then every inch as he pulled it almost completely out of me. Each thrust ended with enough power that my whole body shake. My moans became louder by a few decibels.

This is exactly what I wanted. This is what I was thinking about when Blake was fucking me.

“Where did you let him cum?”

“In my ass.”

“Oh, you’re such a naughty fucking girl.”

“He was wearing a condom.”

“I’m not and I’m about ready to fill you ass with a hot load.”

“Oh my god, yes!”

A few thrusts later, he pushed his cock inside of me one last time, as hard as he could, as deep as he could. He held on to my hips so hard that it hurt, but all I could really feel was his hot liquid filling my ass.

When his orgasm had passed, we collapsed on the couch, both of us covered in sweat and fighting to catch our breaths.

“And that wasn’t even the wildest part of my weekend. Wait until I tell you about my Saturday night.”

“We’ll have to save that for another night.”

“Just don’t keep me waiting too long.”

On normal nights, the employees weren’t allowed to drink while working. However, this was the Friday before Halloween and this wasn’t a normal night. With our costumes on, it was more like a party than work.

My costume is what caught Blake’s eye tonight. “Wow.” He said with his eyes, not his mouth as I bent over the bar counter to ask him for a favor. The first time was an accident, I forgot that I was wearing the costume and not my normal uniform. What I was wearing tonight was a lot more revealing, especially in the front. With a push up bra and a very low v-neckline, I looked like I was all boobs. I felt uncomfortable with all of the attention that my tits were getting, but I did like the tips and I did like the way Blake did whatever I wanted.

The second time wasn’t by accident. He was starring at mounds of cleavage as I tried to tell him what bottles we needed behind the bar. He wasn’t paying attention at all and normally it would’ve infuriated me, but tonight I decided to go along with it. I leaned over so that he had a perfect view. It might have been the alcohol, it might have just been me feeling naughty.

I was feeling a buzz and very naughty by the time the restaurant closed for the night. That’s when Blake caught me in the storage room, bent over a box, looking for a specific wine to restock the bar. I knew that he was behind me before he even said a word and not so accidentally, I bent further over. He got a show, my white stockings, the red straps of my garter belt and my red thong. I felt so naughty, so turned and so hot that he was enjoying the view.

“The things I want to do to you in the costume.”

“Like what?” I turned around and smiled. This was a different side of Blake. He was more about emotions and feelings than any other guy I had ever met, but tonight he had turned all of that off.

“I’d want to you to keep the costume on.” He started to walk closer to me.

“Keep going.”

“I’d bend you over like you just were and pull your thong to the side.” He put his hands on my waists, pulled me closer. He kissed me and it wasn’t like the kisses on the beach that one night.

This was pure lust and I wanted to do more. At least until I remembered where we were. “Not here.” I said as I pushed him back from me.

A frown started to appear on his face.

“Come over to my place when we’re done here. I can make us some drinks and we can see what else happens.”

A half hour later, there was a knock on my door. I opened it to find Blake in his pirate costume and wearing a big grin. “Trick or treat.”

I stood at the door smiling for a second, then waved him inside.

He followed me to the kitchen, where I made him a drink and refilled mine. I already felt my buzz coming back and I already felt really horny again.

“You look so hot in that costume.” He said after taking a long sip of his drink.

“Thanks.” I giggled and leaned back against the counter, pushing my tits out. This wasn’t the sluttiest or the naughtiest costume I had ever worn, but I had to admit it really showed off my curves.

“You do know that anytime you leaned over, you gave a free show. I know I enjoyed it and so did some of the male customers.”

“It wasn’t completely by accident.” I said as I leaned forward and pulled down my top, making sure he got the best show.

“You’re so naughty sometimes.”

I ran my hands across my chest and caressed myself. The look on his face told me that he enjoyed the show, the growing bulge in his pants told me that he was ready for more than just a show.

I stepped forward and slowly walked towards him. “I want to suck your cock.”

I felt like a vixen as I sat down on my knees in front of him and undid his pants. I wanted to give him a blowjob and a whole lot more that he would never forget about.

I pulled his pants and his boxers down to his knees and smiled. He was semi-hard, but already bigger than many men. Size isn’t everything, but I had forgotten that he was bigger than most.

I ran my cock down his shaft and looked up at him. “I’ve fantasized of you giving me a blowjob.”

I felt so hot as I opened up my mouth and took him inside of me. As I gently slid my lips up and down his shaft, I felt him growing stronger in my mouth.

Soon he was rock hard and I slid my lips almost to the base of his shaft. I did it twice until I had to pull back and catch my breath.

I stroked his cock until I was ready to do it again. I deep throated him again, keeping his cock in my throat until I thought I would choke.

I bobbed up and down on his cock, sliding my lips up and down his shaft as fast as I could go. However, it wasn’t enough for him. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me further down on his cock. He seemed like too nice of a guy for something like that, but it turned me on even more.

He pulled me so far down on his throat that I had to push his hand away so that I could pull back and catch my breath again.

I teased him when I attached my mouth back to his cock, just sucking on his tip. I could tell he wanted more, but it made me want to slide my lips up and down his cock even slower.

“Please, make me cum.” He pleaded.

“Not yet.”

“Fine.” He said as he reached down the shoulders of my dress. At first, I was surprised by his aggression, but then I let out a naughty grin as he pulled down the cups of my white strapless bra.

“Anything else?”

He grabbed the back of my head and forced me down on to his cock, sliding my lips up and down his shaft, making me gag until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I don’t know where this came from, but I like it.” I said as I whipped saliva from lips and chin.

“I want to fuck you now.” He said, then helped me off of my knees.

“You’ll need this.” I took a condom out of my bag on the counter and handed it to him.

“I want you to bend over this counter like you were bent over in the storage room.” He positioned me how he wanted me and pulled up my skirt. He pulled down my thong, then I pulled it completely off.

“I love your ass.” He said as he caressed it with his powerful hands. “I want to fuck your ass.”

I turned around and he was looking at me for my reaction. “You can do whatever you want with me.”

I pulled him closer by his cock, then he took over. I felt him place the head of his cock against my asshole and I closed my eyes. I knew it was hurt, his cock was wet from my saliva, but it wouldn’t be enough. I had lube in my bedroom, but I didn’t want to waste anytime.

He pushed his cock against my asshole and I bit my lip. It hurt as he pushed inside of me, but sent waves of pleasure through my whole body.

Slowly, inch by inch his thick cock filled my ass. My whimpering started to turn into moans of pleasure.

He fucked me slow at first, but as soon as he started to thrust faster it started to hurt again. It really hurt, I couldn’t catch my breath until he slowed down again.

Then I took over, slowly moving up and down the complete length of his cock until I was completely relaxed and used to it.

“Oh yeah.” I moaned as he started to thrust faster and faster into my ass. It started out as short, quick moans, but soon it became one long moan. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the intense feeling.

His thrusts became more powerful, making my body shake with each one. I felt my naked skin rubbing up against the smooth counter as he fucked me. I pushed back against the wall, pushing my ass towards him.

I was moaning so loud that I was worried my neighbors might hear. I had thin walls and my kitchen was right on the other side of the wall from their apartment. However, I couldn’t stop myself.

“I need to rest.”

“What?”

“My legs are tired, this isn’t the most comfortable position.”

“Sit here.” He said pointing to the counter.

I turned around and lifted myself up onto the counter. He pulled me to the edge of the counter then pushed my legs back. “Perfect.”

He found my asshole again and pushed deep inside of me. I held on to the edge of my stove for support with one hand and the other hand found my clit. I ran my fingers around myself as he fucked my ass harder and harder. I hoped that it wouldn’t be long before I orgasmed.

He fucked me harder and harder, a salt shaker and cups were knocked out of the way.

“Don’t stop.” I moaned, feeling my orgasm getting closer.

“I’m almost there.” He said between his heavy breathing.

I was at the edge and overwhelmed with pleasure. I could barely keep my fingers connected to my clit as he pounded my ass and my excitement filled me. However, I held on until I felt my orgasm fill me and waves of pleasure explode inside of me. I couldn’t believe how intense it felt. I couldn’t think straight, I couldn’t move until my orgasm started to disappear.

I was so lost in my orgasm that I didn’t even know that he came until he pulled out of me and I saw that his condom was filled with cum.

“That was fun.” I giggled feeling very relaxed now.

“I think you should wear that costume every night to work.”

He stayed the night and we had sex the next morning. I was afraid that work was going to be awkward or that he was going to get attached, but so far things have been normal between us. If things can stay normal between us, I could see us having more nights like that when we’re both horny and in need of a release.

“I definitely don’t have the body for that.” I said as I looked the other direction at the costumes already in my hands.

“I think you do.”

“Where would I even wear that? I know they wouldn’t let me wear that to my day job. I don’t even think they would let me wear that to the restaurant either.”

“You could wear it in my bedroom.”

I smiled, but I didn’t take it out of his hands. I was tired of looking at costumes and starting to feel a little stressed out. I had to find a conservative costume that I could wear to my office job, find a certain German beer girl costume so that I would match the other bartender working at my night and something that might win a costume contest at a club I might go to. I was hoping to find one costume, but I had at least half a dozen in my hands already and I really didn’t want to try on anything else, just because he thought that it was hot. I just wanted to get my costume or costumes and leave.

He didn’t give up and when I went into the fitting room, he sneaked it on to the rack.

After way too long in the fitting room, I found a beer girl costume that fit, a wild west can can girl costume that I might be able to cover up and wear to the day job, then wear it to the costume contest. I was about to gather up the costumes that were going to come home with me, when I saw the naughty nurse sitting by itself on the rack.

I put it on and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked hot it in, I would never wear it in public, but I could imagine wearing it with a pair of stockings and nothing else. Eighteen year old college freshman Amy, the version of me who was just one hundred and ten pounds would’ve fit perfectly in it. Not that I would’ve had to the guts to wear in public back then either.

I pushed open the curtain a little and made sure there was no one else around besides Scott. When I saw that he was alone, I pushed the curtain open so he could the outfit.

“Wow, you look better than I even imagined.”

“Thanks.” He made me blush and he never made me blush.

“Turn around.”

I did and I felt naked. The skirt barely covered my ass. In the mirror, I could see that it wasn’t even covering my lace panties.

He stepped closer and whispered. “I want to fuck you in that outfit.”

“I think I’ll get it then.” I said after I looked at the price tag.

“I was talking about right now.” He stepped into the small fitting room.

“Stop playing around.” I laughed until he shut the curtain.

“Suck me, Amy.”

I looked at the curtain. It was too thin and it didn’t even go all the way down to the floor. “How about when we get home.”

“We won’t get caught. The store is closing soon. It’s almost empty.”

“I don’t know…” Eighteen year old Amy wouldn’t have hesitated. We didn’t get caught at the parking garage. “Okay.”

He undid his belt, then the button on his jeans. I felt the zipper between my fingers and pulled it down.

I stood still and listened. I could hear the voices of other shoppers. Further away, I could hear the voice of the cashier.

I pushed down his boxers and took out his cock. He was semi-hard already and almost became instantly hard in my hands.

I wanted to get on my knees, but I was afraid someone on the other side of the curtain would see that. Instead, I stayed standing and leaned forward. I licked his cock, feeling his hardness against my tongue. I kissed his head. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but I was willing to do whatever it took to make it work.

I took him in my mouth and ran my tongue around him. I slid my lips a little further down him and started to slid them up and down on his shaft. My heart was pounding, not just because I was nervous about getting caught but because I was so turned on about giving him a blowjob there.

I stood up to find a more comfortable angle, but before I could do that he undid the buttons on the front of the top. His hands found my tits and silently fondled me.

I squatted down in front of him and smiled up at him. I opened my mouth and slid my lips as far down his shaft as I could go.

I bobbed my head up and down in front of him as fast as I could go. I was turned on, enjoying the way his sold cock felt sliding between my wet lips, but I wanted him to cum as quickly as he could. I thought at any moment one of the employees would open up the curtain.

When my mouth became tired, I stroked him rapidly with my hand. However, he wasn’t ready to cum yet.

“Take off your panties.”

Five minutes ago before we had started, I would’ve told him no. Now, I was caught up in the moment too.

I slid my hand between my legs and felt the lace fabric. I was so hot, the dampness seeping through the fabric.

I slid the panties off and felt warmth, my wetness. I slid two fingers between my lips as he watched.

I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth again, making sure that he was still rock hard, hesitating because I was nervous about getting caught.

I heard voices coming close. It was a male and a female, going into other fitting rooms. I felt so naughty, so bad and so perverted. I looked up at Scott and smiled with his cock in my mouth.

I stood up and turned around. There wasn’t a lot of space in the dressing room, but I leaned forward as far as I could, pushing my ass against his very hard cock.

I felt him push inside of me, filling my wetness with his thickness, pushing himself in as far as he could go.

He moved slowly at first, not wanting to make any noise. I could feel every inch of him sliding between my lips, thrusting into me. I wanted to let out a moan, but did everything I could to stay silent.

His thrusts became harder, but someone we managed to keep the noise to a minimum.

I reached down between my legs and felt his cock pushing into me. I found my clit and massaged it between my fingers. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip. Somehow I managed to stay silent as my orgasm filled my body., filling me with heat, filling me with excitement and pure pleasure.

He didn’t slow down. As I orgasmed, he fucked me as hard as he could without letting anyone else in the store know what we were doing.

He pushed deep inside of me one last time and stopped holding back. It felt like five hours, but it had probably been less than five minutes. Either way, he was exploding inside of me, pushing his cum deep inside of me. He filled me with multiple squirts of his cum deposit until there was no one left.

He pulled out of me and we smiled at each other, a very naughty grin.

He quickly fixed his jeans and redid his belt. He made sure no one was watching, then moved to the other side of the curtain, the perfect crime.

I took off the skirt, then the top and put them on the pile of clothes that I was keeping.

I put my own clothes back on and joined Scott on the other side of the curtain.

As the cashier rung us up, I kept expecting her to say something. There was no way that she could’ve known, but I felt like she knew what we had done, how much cum I had inside of my pussy.

I didn’t feel one hundred percent safe until we were out of the store and back in Scott’s car. It was a fun adventure, but I don’t think I could ever be brave enough to do it again.

I was on top of him, riding his cock as hard as I could. I could feel him inside of me as I bounced up and down on him. It felt good, but it wasn’t great. His arms were limp by his sides, when normally they would be violating every inch of my body. He wasn’t getting anywhere closer to his orgasm and neither was I.

We had been seeing each other off and on for three months, so I wasn’t surprised that are sex life had calmed down. There’s only so many things that you can do with someone and then it becomes routine. Although it was happening a little too early in this relationship for my liking.

My body started to feel tired, so I slid off of him and positioned myself with my head between his legs. He was watching, but he wasn’t saying anything. Which also wasn’t like him at all.

I wrapped my wet lips around him and slid them down his hard shaft, filling my mouth with his manhood.

This wasn’t like him at all, I repeated in my head, hoping that it was just a one night thing. He was still stressed out from work last week and I had just worked two back to back doubles at the restaurant, so maybe neither of us was in the right frame of mind.

I released my lips from his cock and asked, “Is there anything you would like me to do?”

“I have a question.”

“Sure.” I smiled a naughty grin, imagining what dirty act he might want me to do.

“Who is Shane?” His face didn’t show any signs that he might be angry, it was more expressionless than anything else.

I sat up and looked at Scott. I should’ve known that when Kara finally uploaded our pictures from our weekend getaway to Facebook, that it was going to cause a problem. They weren’t bad pictures, but there were pictures of him with his arms arm around me, posing at the bar. Scott knew that I had “fun” during that mini-vacation, but I had never told him anything more than that. I didn’t think I needed to. It was a one night stand and Scott was thousands of miles away at the time. It wasn’t like we were in a committed relationship anyway.

“You can’t keep your legs closed can you?”

I didn’t answer. I felt defensive, surprised that he would say such a thing. Pissed that he would say such a thing.

“Did he fuck you?”

“Yes, but it was only one night and it really wasn’t that good.” I had to hide a grin as I remembered all of the slutty things I had done that night.

“Did you let him fuck you in the ass?”

“Yes, but…”

“Where did you let him cum inside of you?”

“He was wearing a condom.”

“You should’ve let him cum inside of you or on your pretty face. You would’ve liked that? You’re such a cum slut.”

He wasn’t saying what I was expecting him to say. It took me a few moments to decide what I was going to say next. “I would’ve.” I said as I nodded my head yes.

I had one hand wrapped around his cock and I could feel it growing, becoming harder. “I wish I could fuck your tight pussy and go deep inside of your ass every night, but I know I can’t. Work has me away way too often.”

I didn’t know what to say. He had never talked like this before. He had talked about not wanting to have a serious relationship and that it was alright if we saw other people, but he had never talked about this before.

“I know you’re a slut and can’t get enough cock. I can understand that.” He rolled me on to my back and pushed apart my legs. He pushed his extremely hard cock between my lips and deep inside of my wet pussy. This time as he started to thrust, it didn’t feel just average. The bed shook as he pounded my pussy, I started to sweat and loud moans flowed out of my mouth with each impact of his body against mine. He hadn’t fucked me like this since August, when I visited him.

“You can do whatever you want, but make sure you have time for me.” He climbed off of me and reached into his night stand drawer. He took out a small plastic bottle of lube.

“There will always be time for you.”

He stretched my legs back to almost my head. He poured the lube all over his cock and rubbed it all over it. I moaned, just thinking about what he was going to do next.

“Let those guys fuck your cunt, pound your ass.” He said as he pushed his cock through my asshole. He had so much lube on his cock or I was so turned on that he almost easily slid into me. “Let them cum on your face, explode on your fantastic fucking tits. Even let them cum inside of you. Be a dirty slut, because I know that’s how you like it.”

He pounded his cock deeper into my ass with each hard thrust. My moans became animal like as his thrusts came rapid fire.

“Then after they fuck everyone of your holes, come back to me and tell me what they did to you, where they came.”

“Cum inside of my ass.”

“Will you tell me what they do? Where they cum?”

“Yes, baby. Yes.”

“What will you do?”

In between thrusts, I answered. “I’ll tell you how they fuck me. I’ll tell you where they cum.”

“That’s the right answer.”

I reached down and just touched my clit. The motion of my fingers rubbing up and down it, just once pushed me over the edge. He was still pounding my ass, but I was in another world as sexual pleasure raced through my whole body.

I didn’t even realize he had pulled out of me until the first load of hot cum hit underneath my chin. He had never cum that hard before. His cum shot all over my mounds of flesh and he coated my stomach with a cum glaze.

“Wow.” I said as the last cum trickled out of his cock.

“I meant what I said.”

Four days later, I still don’t know what to think of what he said that night. Part of me is turned on by it, having him want to know what I do. Part of me is kind of bothered by the fact that he doesn’t care about what I do with other guys. And there’s part of me that is uneasy about him wanting to know what I do with other men when he isn’t around. However, it feels like a weight has been lifted off of me. I’m free to be myself, whether that’s a cum loving slut that can’t keep her legs closed or not.

“Let me just find my friends.” I took one step and the security guard put his hands out to block me.

“I don’t think so. After what we saw the three of you doing, there’s an exit over there. That’s your way out of here.” He pointed towards an emergency exit on the side of the club and followed us until we were outside. Then he closed the door behind us, making sure it slammed.

It all started innocently. One of my girlfriend’s from the restaurant was having a birthday. A few of us were going to help her celebrate. Unfortunately the club was so crowded with bodies that I lost the group on the dance floor. I remember seeing Jenny’s green dress, then I looked to check out the guys dancing with me. When I looked in her direction again, she was gone.

And maybe it didn’t start out so innocently. We were going to one of the hottest, trendiest clubs in the city. It wasn’t really my scene anymore, it was too much of a meat market for me. However, it wasn’t my birthday so I put on my slutty red dress. Yes, I call it my slutty red dress because it’s the type that has a way too low cut lace top that shows off way too much of my cleavage and the rest of the dress is so tight that it doesn’t leave much to the imagination.

And there’s no maybe about it. When I’m looking to not go home alone, it’s one of the dresses from my closet that I take out. However, I got more attention then I probably wanted.

I thought I would dance with them for a couple of songs or until my friends came looking for me. However, I stayed with them for a lot more than a couple of songs. As we danced, I forgot all about my friends.

It started with me just dancing between them, however as the music played on, they got closer and closer. Soon our bodies were rubbing together to the beat and sexual energy filled my body.

I knew that they wanted to do more than fill my body with sexual energy. I felt a cock grow hard against my ass. In front of me, I felt a hard dick push against my stomach. It had never been so turned on in the middle of a club.

I saw one of the bouncers looking in our direction, but I didn’t think he was watching me. I didn’t think anyone was watching us in the blur of the moving bodies.

I’ve done more than my fair share of dirty dancing, but what I did next I had never done before. I reached down and rubbed the hard cock in front of me. I could feel the hard outline, even through the fabric of his pants. I felt so slutty feeling his cock in the middle of the club, but it was such a naughty turn on. I knew we were surrounded by people, but I felt like we were the only ones in the room.

I felt his hand slide between my legs and into my dress. He didn’t stop until he felt the soft fabric of my g-string. He gently pushed the mesh fabric against my very sensitive lips, making the fabric even more wet. I was sweating from the heat of the crowd, but now I felt the temperature of my body start to really rise. I looked around and no one in our area was watching us.

I was so turned on, all I could think about was sex. I was willing to let them do just about anything they wanted. My body became a playground for their hands. Not one of inch of me was left unviolated. I felt hands on my ass, fingers inside of my pussy, and hands cupping my boobs. I felt so slutty. I knew people were watching now. I saw guys looking when their girlfriends weren’t paying attention. I saw girls giving me dirty looks. I felt like a top shelf slut.

I didn’t want it to stop. Whoever was fingering me was pushing me towards a very quick orgasm. I was so turned on as our bodies moved to the music, their hands exploring me and then it all stopped.

The bouncer that I saw earlier was now standing next to us.

Thirty seconds later, the three of us were standing in a narrow alleyway. One way lead to the street that ran in front of the club and the other way led to a bigger alley behind the club. Goosebumps covered my bare skin as the cool night air hit me. The hot sweat turned chilly and I started to realize what had happened.

“That was fun, but I have to find a way to my friends.” I said without even looking at them.

“What about us?” I felt a strong hand grab my arm and turn me towards them. I had seen them in club, but with the flashing lights, I never really got a good look at them. Now I could see that they weren’t really my type. They were club heads that had more hair gel in their hair between the two of them than I would use in a whole month. Their shirts were just a little too tight, but it did show off that they both worked out. They were both older than me. One was probably about thirty, but the other was getting to the point where he was too old to be going to clubs. He was probably pushing past forty.

“I really should go.”

“Don’t be a tease.” The younger one said with a smile.

“I don’t normally do things like what I did back inside.” I folded my arms defensively. “Especially not with random guys.”

“We’re not just random guys.” The younger one said. “I’m Joey and this is Steve.”

“It’s nice to meet you guys, but I really have to go. I didn’t drive here and I can’t miss my ride home. Plus, my friends are probably worried about me.”

“You have to admit, you were turned on by what happened in there.” Steve said.

I didn’t answer right away. “I’ll admit that I was, but I don’t usually do things like that.”

“I’m sure you don’t. You seem like a nice girl. However, I was thinking that the three of us should come back to my place and continue what we started on the dance floor.”

“You guys seem nice too, but I just met you. It’s probably not such a good idea for a girl to go home with two strangers.”

“Maybe we don’t have to go home. What about behind the building. No one will ever see us.”

“I don’t think so.”

“You’re still standing here. You have to be turned on. You probably want to get your tight pussy pounded right about now.”

“My friends are probably looking for me.” But I didn’t even believe my own answer. I did want to get fucked tonight and I told myself that I didn’t want to do it in an alley with two strangers, especially not these two strangers. However, the slut in me did. I wanted them to use me and everyone of my holes. “Maybe.”

“Yes?”

“But not here. Anyone that looks down the alley will see us. Let’s move back here.” I led them behind the building and away from any of the street lights.

We were completely alone unless someone drove down the alley and if that happened we would have plenty of warning. It didn’t seem real. I couldn’t believe I was back there. I couldn’t believe what I was doing.

They stepped closer to me and I felt their hands attack me again. Their strong hands weren’t very soft with my delicate body.

I went back and forth, kissing them both. The kisses were one hundred percent pure lust. As I was kissing them, my mind raced. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this. I had just met them, but I was so horny. If we were quick, I could find my friends before they even knew I was gone.

My dress was pulled up and I could feel the cold breeze on my bare ass. Then hands caressing and squeezing my ass.

My hands found their cocks again. They weren’t hard when my hands found them, but I soon had two rock hard cocks that were ready to push out of their pants. My pussy got even more damp as I thought about the two cocks I had to play with. Even though the fabric of their pants, I could tell that they were more than average sized.

With their help, I undid their pants and had their cocks out in the open. I heard voices of people walking by on the street up front and the bass from the music inside the club, the sound of an air conditioner. But there was no one else near by that could hear us or see us.

I reached down and stroked their cocks. Without saying anything, I knew that they wanted me to do more than just jerk them off. “Blowjobs, but nothing else.” I said as I lied to myself. I already knew that I wanted to do more than just suck them off.

I squatted down between them and looked at their cocks. They were both rock solid and pointing at me. I felt so slutty. If my friends knew what I was doing, they would think I was a whore. However, I didn’t care what people thought of me. I was having fun.

I stroked them both, enjoying the hardness in my soft hands.

“Suck my cock.” Steve ordered. I leaned forward and took his cock cock in my mouth. There wasn’t any foreplay or teasing. I opened my mouth and slid my lips halfway down his shaft. I pulled my lips back, then pushed them back down to the sound of the music.

I took my mouth away from his cock and switched to Joey’s cock. He was thicker and it forced me to open my mouth even more. I looked up and they were both looking down at me. I was their slut to use.

I went back and forth, switching often between cocks. I bobbed my head up and down as quick as I could, feeling their dicks slide between my lips, filling up my mouth. I was enjoying it, but I was worried that any second someone would walk out a back door of the club or down the side alley or a cop would drive down the alley.

Steven’s hand reached down and pulled the tit closest to him out of my top. He squeezed the soft mound of fleshed and kneaded it between his fingers. The touch turned me on even more.

Joey did the same thing to my other tit when my mouth’s focus left him. He found my nipple, then pulled and squeezed on it. I was getting overwhelmed with pleasure.

Initially they let me do whatever I wanted, but now I felt hands on the back of my head. I was no longer controlling the pace that my head was bobbing up and down on them. It was faster than I was comfortable with, but I didn’t start gagging until they started to fuck my face.

I expected them to back down when I started to gag, but they kept going. They kept pushing their cocks into my throat, making me feel really uncomfortable, making tears run down my face. I knew my makeup was going to be a mess and that would be hard to explain to my friends, but I didn’t care.

“Get up.” Steve ordered. I thought I was getting close to making them cum, but they were just getting started.

Steve stood behind me, spreading my legs apart for him. My dress was pushed up to my hips again and then I felt the thin fabric of the back of my black g-string pulled out of the way. Joey’s hand on the back of my head, pulling me back down to his cock. I couldn’t believe I was about to get fucked in some alley by two strangers.

I pushed my ass up in the air for Steve, then leaned a little further down so that I could take Joey in my mouth. I felt Steve push himself into me and I felt complete with two cocks in me. There is nothing that makes me feel more like a dirty slut then having one cock in my pussy and another in my mouth at the same time. I feel like I’m there for their pleasure, doing whatever they want as they use my holes.

Steve held on to my hips so tight that it almost hurt, then held me in place as he thrust into me. Right from the start, his thrusts were hard and powerful. They almost made me gag on Joey’s cock until I found a rhythm that allowed me to get fucked and suck at the same time.

He was soon fucking me so hard that I was worried someone would hear the sound of his skin slapping against my bare ass as he pounded my pussy. I wanted to let out loud moans from within me, but Joey’s dick kept my mouth occupied.

They switched positions around me and Joey took his turn pounding my pussy. He wasn’t gentle either. Each thrust made my whole body shake.

He fucked my pussy for a minute or two, but it wasn’t enough for him. Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of my pussy. He then took aim at my asshole. It was so quick that I wasn’t expecting it. One second he’s pushing it against my asshole and the next he’s deep inside of me ass. It hurt so bad that I did cry. It felt like he was ripping apart my asshole. He wasn’t gentle and it didn’t feel good. However, I didn’t stop, no matter how much I wanted to beg for mercy.

“Oh my god! Your ass feel so good.” Joey grunted. “I think I’m going to cum.”

“Get on your knees and finish us off.” Steve ordered.

I did as I was told and got on my knees between them. The pavement was rough on my knees, but I wasn’t thinking about anything other than their cocks and making them cum.

I attached my mouth to the nearest cock and raced my lips up and down it. I wrapped my hand around the other cock and stroked it as fast as I could. I went back and forth on the cocks, excited about the creamy reward they were about to give me.

Just when I thought I was going to have to give up because my mouth was tired and my knees were hurting too bad, Steve faced me so that I was in front of his cock. “I’m going to cum on your pretty face and you’re going to love it you dirty slut.”

I pushed my hair out of my face and smiled in anticipation. Seconds later the first shot of cum hit my forehead, the next right between my eyes. The final huge blast hit my cheek right below my eye. He deposited the rest around my lips on my chin, before letting me take his cock into my mouth to clean it up. I felt the hot cum on my face and tasted it’s salty flavor in my mouth.

“My turn.” Joey said as soon Steve pulled his cock out of my mouth. I turned around and faced him. He added his cum equally between my chin and my tits. I felt the cum dripping all over my face and now all over my tits. He even rubbed the cum left on his cock on my cleavage. I felt like a mess. I felt like a cumslut. I loved it.

“Wow, that was fucking amazing.” Joey asked as he fixed his pants.

“What’s your name?” Steve asked.

“Amy.”

“You’re one hell of a slut Amy. I hope we find your here again.”

They disappeared into the side alley before I could answer.

I got off my knees and brushed the gravel off of them. I fixed my g-string and pulled down my dress. I couldn’t believe that I had just let two strangers I met minutes before fuck me without condoms. I felt like a whore.

The cum was still all over my face and tits. I didn’t have anything to clean myself up with, so I did the best that I could with my hands. However, as I walked through the alley to the front of the club, I could still feel some of the cum sticking to my face, coating my skin. I even noticed some cum stains on my dress. I felt like such a cum slut, but none of my friends noticed anything when I found them. They barely even noticed that I was gone.

One of the pleasures of my job is the occasional bit of travel. A couple of times a year I’ll get to head out of town on the work dime, with the hotel, food & transportation covered, and usually not much to it. A few meetings, perhaps teaching a session or two, and the rest of the time is my own. I use it as a chance to see new things, to break the routine, and to indulge in the occasional vice.

This trip had been much the same, though with more frustration than normal. Instead of my usual destinations I’d been asked to go to a smaller town in Florida, just far enough away from any of the tourist attractions to make them a pain, and with a fuller schedule than normal. The plane was crowded, later than normal; the rental company lost my reservation (leading to an upgrade, but that will come up later); and barely a chance to sleep much less enjoy the nights out. All in all I was glad when the last day was over – and since my flight didn’t leave until noon, I figured I’d enjoy at least one night out in town.

One of the “vices” I enjoy on these trips is going to strip bars. You can call them “gentleman’s clubs” or “adult establishments” or whatever label makes you feel better; the point is I like going someplace and having a chance to see beautiful girls take their clothes off. Given that my current town doesn’t have them, and I couldn’t go because of work if I did, the chance to enjoy a night of voyeurism on my travels is always a bonus.

Since this was a smaller town I didn’t hold out hopes for much, but a quick check with the desk found the address of a place about 10 minutes away – not quite out of town, but enough on the outskirts to keep the local matrons from bitching too much about things. After a quick dinner I headed that way, finding a typical roadside exterior – a flashing sign advertising “Live Girls”, a few parked cars and bikes, and a sun-faded wooden exterior. I paid my cover and headed inside – again, much the same as so many others. This was no high-end Vegas or Miami Beach club, with fancy carpets and tuxedoed doormen, and where you pay ten dollars a drink and the girls make hundreds on a lap dance; this was just two steps up from a dive, with fixtures which would look threadbare if the lighting was turned up the slightest bit, scattered tables and stools, and a worn-down pool table to the side. I got a drink and found a corner table to enjoy the show.

The first two girls were nothing exciting, attractive enough in their own ways but nothing to keep my attention as they danced through their songs. Then, as the opening notes of Motley Crue’s “Girls Girls Girls” filled the smoky room she swept onto the stage – a pretty young redheaded girl whose presence seemed to fill the room as she started to dance. The D.J. calls her out as Amber as the song continues while she dances around the stage clad in a semblance of a school girl’s skirt and white top; moving across the varnished wooden surface in her heels and with a smile gracing her face.

Now I’ve always had a weakness for redheads in general, and this girl was even prettier than most, plus she had a certain sensuality to her dancing which just let you know what an incredible time it would be. It’s not that she was a great dancer for her technique or style, which are fine but not exceptional – but for the passion and sensuality she brought too it. Every stripper sells an illusion and the best are able to personally connect with each man, make him feel like she’s on the stage just for him; this girl does all of this and more – you can tell she’s dancing not just for us, but because she relishes the eyes upon her, the chance to share an intimate part of herself and to make all of us want her. Each step and grind around the stage drew us in further, her top sliding off and exposing her firm breasts, the nipples stiff as they sway slightly with her movements, a light scattering of freckles running from her shoulders along the top edges.

“Addicted” by Saving Abel comes on next, her fingers sliding across her lips with a smile, then down to caress her nipples as I moved to sit by the stage. By now she’s working each of us in turn, spending a bit of time kneeling with a smile as she teases her breasts, or standing with her back to us as she grinds and sways her tight ass, glimpses of the skin and black thong showing as the skirt rises with her moves. Amber’s wavy auburn hair hanging just below her shoulders, giving us glimpses of her sultry eyes as she flips her head around with her dance which has bypassed seduction and moved straight into pure lust. She’s facing away from me as her skirt slides off her hips accompanied by her thong, giving me a glimpse of an athletic ass and the hint of her mound from behind; then she slowly turns with a teasing smile to us all, giving the entire stage a view of a smoothly shaven slit.

This brings her third song up as she now moves into pure sex on the stage. With “Crazy Bitch” playing she’s fully nude showing her smooth mound, teasing with glimpses of her ass as she writhes and twists as she lays on her back, legs spread showing us her pink slit and slightly swollen lips; or rolling onto her knees and pushing back while she grinds, giving each of us the view of what she’d be like fucking, making us all crave more as we imagine being there. The tips flow like water even in this bar, leaving a row of money around the garter on her thigh, and a pile of bills as men toss them on the stage. By this stage I’m completely entranced by watching Amber dance, this one girl making the whole night worth it just to see her movements and her body. Even with the dim lights I can see the passion in her hazel eyes, and her pussy glistens under the stage lights each time she spreads her lips; the signs which somehow tell me this is more than just an act for her even though she’s getting paid. Even more so I’m loving every view of her ass, watching her twist and swing it around, pushing it back and forth as she grinds and teasing with glimpses of the puckered hole between her cheeks, of her fingers gliding along her slit and teasing the rim as she makes each of us wonder how far she’ll go. By the time her set ends I’m fantasizing in my mind, wishing I’d somehow met this girl elsewhere on my trip and had a chance to enjoy her company.

I move back to my seat with a smile once she’s done, returning to my drink as I half-heartedly watch the next dancers. A soft “Hi there, thanks for the tip!” sounds in my ear as I realize that Amber has started moving around the room back in her outfit, and is standing beside me. I smile up at her as I say “You’re welcome,” and we make just a minute of meaningless small talk before she says “Let me talk to a few more people but I’ll come back and say hi again.” Up close she’s just as pretty, in a hometown girl sort of way, with her hair and eyes framing a lovely face and smile. I watch her walk the room and work the crowd in between the next few songs, before she comes back and pulls up a chair beside me. We continue to talk through two more sets, telling just enough lies and truth as we smile and laugh; I explain that I’m in town on business and express how much I appreciated her show, and Amber telling me that she’s originally from up north but had ended up here as well. The entire thing is as enjoyable for me as watching her strip; I find she has an easy laugh, a quick wit, and a nice flirtatious manner which makes the time fly by.

With a teasing lick of her lips Amber looks at me and says “So, I don’t suppose you’d care to get a personal dance, would you?” I barely even hesitate before asking her what’s available. “For twenty you can have a table dance, thirty gets you a lap dance here, and for fifty you can have a VIP dance in the back room. Still no touching but it’s a bit more intimate,” she says as she winks at me. Now I haven’t even seen anything close to this girl here tonight, and it’s been over a year since my last visit to a club, so it doesn’t take me long at all to make the mental decision. “Let’s go ahead with the private dance Amber; you only live once after all!”

She stands up with a smile of her own and leads me by the hand to a couch in an even darker back room, telling me to sit down and showing me where to put my hands on the couch to keep the bouncers happy. She climbs up in front of me and starts to move again with the opening notes of “Porn Star Dancing” filling the club as I stare at her form, spot lit from above and oh so much closer than before. In only seconds her thong is back off and skirt raised around her hips, her shirt open as she teases me again with glimpses of her body; I feel the brush of her stiff pink nipples against my arm, the heat of her mound through my jeans as she grinds on my leg throwing her head back and tossing her hair as she moans and pants teasingly.

As the song continues she stands again, bending over just in front of me, grinding her hips close enough to my face that I can smell the hint of her musk as I stare at her swollen slightly parted pussy and the tight cinnamon pucker of her asshole. Her hips circle and twist teasingly, my own breath faster as I imagine more with each moment – suddenly surprised as she pushes back just enough for my mouth to brush her shaved mound. Reflexively I lightly lick the slit, loving her sweet taste and unable to believe it as she continues to grind into my mouth, oblivious to anyone who might see. As she moves I lick more boldly, running my tongue up and down between her pink lips, the juices soaking my mouth showing that her passion at least isn’t faked. I have no idea what’s going on, but don’t want to miss a moment as I savor the taste and feel of her soft skin, letting my tongue graze her clit, darting slightly in and out of her pussy as she gets even wetter. At one point my tongue slides upwards as she twists, brushing across the rim of her ass as I hear her gasp even over the loud music. Taking this as a cue I lick again, running my tongue around the edge then pushing slightly in and out teasing her as she fucks back towards my mouth. With the song winding down I lick between the two just a few more times before she pulls away with a slightly dazed look in her eyes as she steps down. I tip her generously as I stand up on my own, confused slightly as to what occurred but smiling again at the memory of her taste on my mouth while I return to my seat.

I don’t see Amber again for the next few sets, and I reluctantly decide that the moment was nothing but a brief interlude for her as I start thinking about how soon to leave given my early flight. Just as I’m paying off my tab she surprises me by walking back up and standing in front of me with a bold look on her face. Thinking she’s upset I’m about to apologize when she looks in my eyes as says “So, did you like your private dance, or do you only prefer to watch?” Taken aback I tell her that no, I found it quite memorable, but I certainly wasn’t trying to get into trouble or imply more. She smiles slightly and then asks “Any interest in something more?” I look around confused, wondering where she’s going with this and say “What exactly do you mean? I’m not trying to spend more money or anything like that.”

“I wasn’t asking if you wanted to pay for something, I’m not hooking – I asked if you wanted some more fun.”

“Certainly then,” unable to believe my luck, unsure of what would happen, but not wanting to miss the chance.

“Give me a couple of minutes to get changed then and we’ll go somewhere.”

Waiting near the door I’m unable to keep from smiling as I wonder where this will go. A few minutes later Amber walks out, wearing jeans, and a red bustier top, and with her hair up in a loose ponytail and glasses. I take a moment to tell her she’s just as pretty dressed as she was before, and continue walking to the door I see Amber pause briefly by the manager, apparently to pay out for the night. I don’t catch the words but she struts towards me with a flip of her hair and a smile as he glares at her. I ask her what was wrong and she just laughs a bit and says “Oh, he’s upset because I’m leaving with a customer, but he can’t do anything about it since I quit.” She doesn’t say anything else about it as we walk to the parking lot, instead saying that she hopes I don’t mind going to my place – which I quickly reassured her wouldn’t be a problem.

As we reach my rental car I see her pause noticeably. A midnight black Mercedes 550SL, with the top down for the warm summer night, it was far from my normal car. I smile as I explain things to Amber, very briefly telling the story of a lost reservation, and a free upgrade from a flustered rental clerk. She walks slowly around the car then looks at me from the passenger’s side.

“I hope you don’t mind if we change plans;” before I can get disappointed Amber continues “But how about if I ride with you? I have a place in mind.”

Smiling again I open her door, and then start the car and pull out of the lot with her idly running her hand over the interior and visibly admiring the car. She gives me directions down the highway for a few minutes as I take the opportunity to show off the Mercedes putting the top down and going just a bit faster than normal. We arrive at the beach where she points to a turnoff, the area lit only by the boardwalk and a full moon. Pulling onto the sand at the edge of the road I park as she smiles, standing up in the seat to look out over the deserted beach and crashing waves. “I’ve always loved this place,” she says with a smile, “and I think it would be the perfect spot to spend some time tonight. You don’t have a problem with being outside like this I hope?” I turn in my seat to face her, smiling back as I reassure her that the new spot is just fine with me. With that we lean into each other mouths meeting in a kiss, her hands sliding along my thighs as I wrap mine around the small of her back pulling her closer. There’s no pretense on either side our tongues meet as our hands explore each other’s bodies through our clothes. Even now I’m amazed at how good she feels, and she laughs in her throat finding me already hard in my own jeans at her touch. I spread my kisses from her mouth to her neck and collarbone, teasing with soft nips of my teeth and licks of my tongue as I let her body lean into mine; at the same time I bring one hand up to brush and rub her nipples through the fabric of her top as she moans softly. At the same time she easily unzips my pants and eases my cock from the confines to start slowly stroking up and down as I moan in return.

Before I know it she’s pushed me back in my seat, her own head moving down as she softly says “It’s my turn to taste you now.” My eyes are glued to her movements as I watch her red lips kiss the head softly, then her delicate tongue dart out to lick softly around the rim and shaft as she continues to pump her hand up and down. “Mmmmm fuck don’t tease me,” I moan as she laughs again, then presses her lips down slowly as I sink inside her warm mouth. She slowly bobs her head up and down as I wrap one hand in the ponytail of her hair, watching the way she sucks me in, a look of lust again on her face as her eyes close, feeling her tongue move around my aching hardness as she takes me deep. My other hand slides the zipper of her bustier down, freeing her firm breasts as I touch the bare skin now, rubbing and teasing the nipples harder, taking them between my fingers and thumb to lightly stroke and pinch them as she works faster. “Do you like that?” she pauses to say as she rests my shining cock against her cheek, hand squeezing and rubbing me as she smiles looking in my eyes.

“God yes,” I answer, “your mouth feels so good. I love how you suck cock.” Her eyes twinkle as she takes me in again, but this time moves faster – her hand moving down to rub between her own thighs as she pushes my cock deep in her throat, slurping loudly as I gasp in pleasure and need, fighting the urge to drive deeper as she excites me more and more. Her breasts are firm and round under my hand as I continue to touch and caress her, my other hand wrapped in her hair as I stare at every moment committing it to memory. The soft moonlight, the sound of the waves, her red hair and creamy skin, the way her mouth stretches around my shaft as she slides up and down, the gleam of her saliva as she gives me a blowjob that a porn star would envy. Long before I was ready for it I felt myself getting close to the edge, But just when I think I can’ take anymore she pulls away smiling at me as she says “You’re not getting off that easy, I have much more planned.” With that Amber leans back in her own seat, unsnapping her jeans and pushing them down her legs as she then spreads herself before me blatantly, looking into my eyes saying “You teased me so well with that tongue earlier, how’d you like another taste?”

I lean over the center console as she adjusts herself, bringing my mouth closer to the smoothly shaven mound of her pussy yet again. This time I don’t have to hide what I’m doing, or wonder if I need to stop, as I slowly take my turn to tease, with a mix of soft kisses and brushes of my tongue along her inner thighs as I move higher. I hear her swift intake of breath at the touch of my tongue to the pink swollen lips, running it up and down each side, savoring the intoxicating scent and taste of the already wet skin. I slowly run it between them, brushing up against her clit and pressing down as she pushes her hips up into my touch. My fingers spread the lips of her pussy as I bury my tongue deeper into her, licking and slurping the juices that flow as it’s her turn to moan and push at my face. The taste is just as good as a few hours ago, Amber’s soft voice becoming louder as she pulls my head closer in, her fingers wrapped in my hair tightly. I take her clit into my mouth as I flick my tongue over the tip while I nibbled at the sides, her breath coming faster. My finger eases slowly into her tight pussy, stroking softly as my lips and tongue continue to work at her, letting the sounds of her passion guide my touch as she squirms on her seat.

Remembering her reaction earlier I move my mouth lower, letting my tongue run around the rim of her puckered ass once more. Amber drew her breath in sharply as her fingers clutched my head; I took this as a sign for more as I teased my tongue in and out and around while easing another finger into her wet grasping pussy. Finding the sweet spot inside I rub them slowly while my tongue works her ass, teasing her front and back. “Oh yes, fuck yes, that’s it, don’t stop,” she moans as she pulls me closer to her body. Her juices are soaking my face and the seat as I start licking harder, letting my thumb move up to rub her clit as my fingers work harder within her. “Don’t stop, lick my ass, I love it, God you feel so good,” and other words continued to escape her mouth as I followed her desires, finally feeling her entire body tighten and spasm as I moved my mouth and tongue over her ass and pussy as she soaked my face in her orgasm. I continued to taste and tease her a bit more gently as she came down, listening to the sounds of her catching her breath and feeling her fingers loosen their grip on my head.

Finally in a throaty voice Amber said “Mmmm that was wonderful, but now it’s your turn again I think,” as she pushes me away, then climbs over to my side of the car straddling my thighs while I push my own jeans down. The reality of the scene is still sinking into my brain – the car, the beach under the moonlight, and this lovely, wanton beauty who can’t seem to get enough. She takes my still-aching cock in her hand and looks deeply into my eyes as she rubs it along her silky slit. Both of us let out a moan of released passion and need as she then slowly sinks down onto me, burying my cock in her sweet pussy in one smooth movement. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her close as I bring her breast to my mouth and start to kiss and tease the nipples. “Oh yes, that’s what I needed,” she says, her hands grasping my shoulders tightly while her hips work slow circles on me. My mouth and tongue switch from side to side teasing and tasting each nipple in turn as I feel her start to move up and down on me now.

“MMmmmm fuck yes, do you like fucking me? I love the way your cock feels deep inside my pussy, I was aching to get fucked tonight,” Amber’s voice hot in my ear as she moves faster and harder riding me.

“Fuck yes, it’s as good as I dreamed of, I can’t believe I’m inside you.” I manage to gasp out in return, letting one hand drift down her back and between us to rub her wet pussy and brush across her ass while my cock slides in and out of her. “You’re so fucking hot Amber, you feel so incredible, I love fucking you.”

“I’m glad to hear that. You made me cum so well, I can’t wait to get you off. I loved teasing you and being dirty all night, I bet you like dirty girls don’t you?”

“Yes you naughty little slut, I love dirty girls, I love seeing how bad they can be,” my own voice rougher now as I start pushing up harder into her, feeling the way our bodies meet wetly as I grind into her smooth dripping mound. Each time my fingers brush her clit or tease her ass I hear her gasps and moans, the way she lets me know what pleases her. Amber’s face is buried in my neck, her lips and teeth tasting me in return, and I know the marks of her nails on my shoulders will be clear to anyone tomorrow.

“Keep going, fill my wet cunt, I love the way you’re touching me.”

“MMmmm fuck I love how you feel, you look so hot riding my cock,” both of us talking dirtier as we move together faster. I can feel the way her pussy squeezes at me, her breasts rubbing against my chest, her juices soaking us both and running down to the seat beneath as her knees bounce her up and down while I push my hips to slide deep inside. Her red hair draped over us both, her mixed scents intoxicating me as I savor every sensation of this unexpected encounter.

Suddenly she pushes herself down deep on me, as she raises her head with glazed eyes meeting mine. Holding herself there Amber says “I bet you like anal, don’t you?” I stammer a reply that yes I do as she continues, “I loved how you admired my ass earlier, I bet you’d love to stick that hard cock up there. Do you want to fuck this naughty slut up the ass?”

“God yes, please let me fuck your ass Amber.”

She climbs out of the car pulling me to follow by the hand as she smiles lewdly back at me over her shoulder. As I watch, my cock aching as it sticks out between us, Amber rests her arms on the hood of the car facing the ocean while she spreads her legs. She reaches back with one hand to part her ass cheeks, her throaty voice music in my ears as she says “Do it, I want it. Fuck me up the ass. I want your cock back in me.”

I step closer behind her, softly rubbing the wet head on her tight hole, slowly pushing forward as she moans and pushes back to meet me. The head slides into her ass with a pop and I pause as I hear her sharp intake of breath and watch her wince. “Do you need me to stop?” I ask, not wanting to hurt her.

“Mmm fuck no; just go slow for a second.”

I rest my hands on her hips and slowly push deeper, letting her adjust as I watch the incredible sight of my cock opening her ass. Between my mouth and our earlier fucking we are both soaked and ready, and before I know it I am buried deep inside her ass, just barely pushing in and out of her tight hole as she softly moans. She looks back at me again “I’m ready, give it to me. Fuck my ass nice and deep, I want it.”

With these words we both start moving faster into each other. I push forward feeling my cock bury itself deep in her while she pushes back into me, squeezing down inside while her hips circle and grind. “I can’t believe you’re fucking my ass right here on the beach, I love it. Do it harder. I can take it; I love it up the ass.” Amber’s dirty talk just serves to make me even stiffer inside her, my thrusts coming faster as they drive her into the car with each stroke. I watch and feel her reach between her legs, her hand rubbing at her clit as I pump faster. “Your ass is as incredible as the rest of you Amber; I’m so hard inside you.” I reach up and wrap one hand in her hair, tugging her into my thrusts and watching her back arch and her face match mine in pure sexual need. Not only is this girl incredibly hot, she’s the sexiest, naughtiest, dirtiest fuck I’ve ever experienced – a real-life experience to match any porn story. I can tell I won’t be able to hold back much longer and manage to gasp out “I’m going to cum soon Amber; you have me so fucking close. Your ass is so good you sexy slut.”

“I want to wear it. Cum on my face, shoot it all over me,” she answers in return, pulling from me as she drops to her knees in the sand by the car. I stand there stroking myself watching her one hand still rubbing at her clit as she looks up at me, mouth open and panting. This final bit of naughtiness drives me over the edge, my hand sliding to the base of my cock as I explode. Thick, sticky ropes of cum shoot from my cock; the first lands across one side of her glasses and running down her cheek followed by several more coating her lips and dripping down to her creamy breasts. With a loud cry I realize the combination of her own hand and my cum has driven her into another orgasm, watching her turn her face as she quivers and cums to match mine. By the time we both finish her face is coated with my load, her tongue darting out to taste at it as she looks up at me with a smile of satisfaction and my own legs shaky from the aftermath. She uses her fingers to scrape the cum from her face, licking them clean with abandon as I catch my breath and burn the image into my mind.

Before I realize it we are both dressed and I’m driving her back to the bar, the scent of pure fuck still filling the air between us as we are caught in our separate thoughts. As we reach the club I open the door for her and walk her to her own ride, stammering some words about it was a great time and I loved how she made every man’s fantasy come true for me.

Her next words surprise me as she kisses me softly and says, “Oh this was my fantasy, not yours. You see, I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a stripper and show off for a whole room, making everyone want me; and then to take one lucky guy home and fuck him senseless. Plus, I’ve always wanted to do it in a car on the beach. So thank you for making my fantasies come true on this trip…” With that she got in her car and drove away leaving me speechless and amazed.

In case you were curious…Kara, a coworker from my day job is the one that just got dumped by her boyfriend of three years. I was the unsatisfied one.

Things were quiet and relaxing until we found ourselves in a beach bar Saturday night. The tourist trap was half empty, but the drinks kept coming and the music kept us singing along.

“I think he likes you.” Kara said while looking at the guitar player/singer playing cover songs on the stage. “He keeps looking over here.”

“I think he’s looking at you.” All weekend long she had been talking about her ex, if anyone needed to get laid it was her.

“It’s definitely you. Next time he asks for a request, go up there and talk to him. Request a song, I’ll bet he plays whatever you want. If you don’t, I will.”

“Okay, but what song?”

“You shook me all night long.” She sang.

 “Any requests?” He said before the next song and Kara practically pushed me out of my seat and towards the stage.

“What about You Shook Me All Night Long?” He looked even better up close.

“Great song, but I think I need you and your friend to come up here and dance if I’m going to play it.”

“I don’t dance.”

“I don’t know if I can play that song.”

“You don’t play nice.” I waved for my Kara and as soon as they she in front of the stage with me, he started the song.

“This one goes out to the pretty redhead.”

I’m not the best dancer, I really don’t have any rhythm. However with him watching me, I had no choice but to start moving my body. Luckily, I had the aid of a few beers to loosen me up and there was almost no one else watching the dance floor so I wasn’t too nervous.

I made it through the first song and a couple more with at least one fan. In between one of the songs, the lead singer said, “I love white pants.”

I was the only one wearing white pants in the bar. I felt a little embarrassed because now there was more than just the band checking out my ass in the tight pants, but also so turned on.

When the band took a break, Kara and I joined them at the bar. Kara got to know the drummer, I got to know more about Shane, the lead singer.

“So what time is your boyfriend going to be getting here?”

“He’s not.”

“But you do have a boyfriend? You’re way too hot to not have a boyfriend.”

“It’s a long story.”

“Give me the short version. My break only lasts ten minutes.”

“The short version is that he’s always away on business and I’m always horny.” The bartender came over to take our drink orders before I could explain anymore.

We talked more, I tried to explain my relationship but before I knew it, his ten minutes was up. “We have to get back on stage. Order me another drink. Put it on my tab. Get yourself a drink.” He said as he grabbed his friends and hurried back to the stage.

I didn’t even have time to ask him what kind of drink he wanted, so I walked halfway to the stage. “What do you want to drink?”

“I can’t hear you.”

So I started to walk closer to the stage.

“Don’t come any closer. I’m loving the way the lights outline your silhouette.” And suddenly, I felt like every guy in the bar was looking at me again. I still felt shy, but I was turned on again.

“What do you want to drink?” I repeated after I made it to the the edge of the stage.

“Jack and Coke. Have them make it a double. They like to make the drinks weak here.”

I got him his drink and every time a song came on that Kara and I liked, we jumped back on to the dance floor. I was having fun and for the first time since she was dumped, Kara was smiling. Unfortunately, as soon as the clock struck twelve, the music stopped.

“Keep playing.” A now drunk Kara demanded.

“I wish we could, but there’s noise ordinances here.” Kyle, the drummer answered.

“You guys should come over to our condo. We can continue the party there.”

Part of me wasn’t at all surprised to hear a drunk Kara asking them over. She had told me at least a hundred times this weekend that “I need to get fucked.” However, I didn’t really think she was going to do anything besides talk about it. Now, I felt a little weird about my earlier conversation with Shane at the bar.

“I kind of felt like I led you on earlier.” I said to Shane as I helped him carry out the equipment. “Sometimes, I just don’t know when to shut up, so I have to tell you something. Just so you know, I’m planning on sleeping alone tonight. If you don’t want to come over, you don’t have to.”

“Well Kyle definitely wants to go over there.” We looked ahead and saw Kyle and Kara making out next to their truck. “How about I come over there with no expectations. I would much rather sit around with a smoking hot chick, then go home and watch television.”

“I would much rather sit around with a hot guy, instead of sitting around and watching my friend making out with some guy.”

“And if you change your mind about the whole not wanting to sleep alone, I’ll be there.” He was joking, but I shot him a serious look.

“I was just saying.”

We helped them pack up the truck, then the four of us walked to the condo. I was torn. I wanted to more than just chat with Shane, however I still wasn’t sure where I stood with Scott. I wanted to call a timeout and call him up real quick. It wasn’t like we had ever entered into an official relationship.

I thought I had plenty of time to think about what I wanted to do that night, Kara and her new friend would be around to keep things too serious. However when I came out of the bathroom, I found Kara’s bedroom door closed and neither of them in sight. Less then two minutes after we got to the condo, It was just me and Shane. I got us two beers, then joined him on the couch.

“So how often do you go home with girls at your shows?” I said sarcastically.

“I wish I could say every weekend. Let’s say it’s really not that often. How often do you leave the bar with the a guy from the band?”

“This may sound slutty, but earlier this summer I did sleep with a lead singer.”

“From what band?”

“A local band, back where I live.”

“So I do have a chance?” He put his hand on my knee, but I removed it right away.

“Don’t get me wrong, I’m really horny. However, I don’t really know if it would be right.”

“Okay, so now I am trying to get into your pants. I’m horny. You’re horny. You’re smoking hot. I’ve been told I’m alright looking. He won’t have to find out.”

“I know he won’t find out. It’s just that I would feel guilty about doing it, even if he never knows.”

“Why? It sounds like he doesn’t satisfy you. You should find someone who does. And not to sound too cocky, but I can satisfy you tonight.” His hand reached over to my leg and he started massaging my thigh. This time I didn’t take his hand off of me.

“It’s more than that.”

“Tell me what’s going on in your relationship.”

“I’m not usually the kind of girl to complain about relationships, but he just got back into town last week.”

“That sounds like good news.”

“Except that he was gone all of August and is already gone again. This time, he won’t be gone nearly as long, but I’m getting tired of it.”

“I don’t blame you.

“I probably shouldn’t tell you this and if I didn’t already have more than a few beers under my belt, I probably wouldn’t.” I just needed to vent. Kara was so into herself and her deceased relationship that I hadn’t even had a chance to tell her about my rocky relationship.

“You can tell me whatever you want.”

“He’s a good guy, the sex is good, but you were right, beyond that he leaves me unsatisfied.”

“What do you mean?” I had his full attention now.

“He’s always out of town. I can’t really blame him for that because it’s work and he did warn me about it. However, he won’t give me any sign of what he wants in a relationship. It seems like it could get serious, but he doesn’t tell me whether I’m just a fuck toy or should I expect more. I know that I’m not a perspective wife, that’s not what I want either, but I would just like to know what he’s thinking, what he’s interested in. I don’t think it’s too much to ask, but apparently it is. And I probably shouldn’t have told you any of this.”

“I’m hear to listen. You seem like a nice girl, you deserve better. I would love to get into your pants tonight, but it sounds like you have a lot to figure out.”

“I probably shouldn’t tell you this. I feel like such a mess. I’m tired of waiting for him to let me know what he was thinking. This may sound slutty, but I’m thinking that whenever he was in town, I would be more than willing to be his play thing, but when he’s unavailable, I’m not going to sit around at home anymore.”

“I don’t blame you.”

“I just don’t think he knows how good he has it.”

“No he doesn’t.”

“I’ve talked your ear off now. I’ll be quiet. Do you want another beer?”

“I don’t want to mess up your relationship or make it anymore confusing. But I can’t stop myself. You can say no to this if you want, but would you mind. No never mind.”

“Would I mind what?” I expected him to be a typical guy and ask for a blowjob. I was almost horny enough to say yes. However, I was nowhere near drunk enough to have lost all of my inhibitions.

“You’re so hot. I was watching you all night long. I’m not going to lie, the first thing I noticed was your tits. However, the way your ass looked in those pants makes me so horny. Would you let me jerk off in front of you. You don’t have to do anything. You don’t have to take anything off.”

“I don’t know.” Half of me was so turned on by him thinking I was so hot that he wanted to masturbate to me. The other half of me was worried that it would lead to something more.

“Please. I’m going to explode.”

“There’s tissues on the end table.”

“Really?”

“Yes, before I change my mind. Or before Kara and Kyle come out of the bedroom.”

“Okay.” He undid his belt and pushed his cargo shorts along with his boxers down to his knees.

I’ll admit that I was turned on by his cock. It wasn’t thick, but it was long. And while size isn’t everything, when I see a big cock in front of me, it does make my knees weak.

He was already a little hard, but it became even harder in front of my eyes as he gently stroked himself.

It was so hot to watch, yet it was awkward. He just stared at me. I felt like I should do something. I wanted to take off my clothes or dance for him. I wanted to join in and help him cum, but it was too late now.

And then his hand reached up and squeezed my tit through my top. I didn’t pull his hand off as he caressed my tits. I closed my eyes and let out a soft moan.

I pulled my tits out of my top and watched the grip on his cock become tighter, his stroking became faster.

I caressed my own soft flesh for him and he bit his lip. My own touch put me over the edge. I couldn’t stop myself anymore. I leaned over and licked his cock. It was already so rock hard. I ran my tongue around the tip, then down the shaft. It happened so fast that it didn’t even seem like it was real.

I pushed his hands out of the way and put my hands on him. I opened my mouth and attached my lips to the head of his cock. I pulled my lips away, then slid them down on to his shaft. Slowly, I bobbed up and down on his cock, sliding my lips down further and further his shaft. I felt his cock sliding along my tongue, going into the entrance of my throat.

I reached as far down as I could, then slid my lips back some. I bobbed up and down on him, going faster each time now.

I got all the way on the couch and got on to my knees next to him. I leaned forward and now with the better angle, I was going faster and faster.

“I want to fuck you so badly.”

I sat up and caught my breath. I thought about it for two seconds. “Let’s go into my bedroom.”

He let his shorts and boxers fall to the ground as soon as the bedroom door was shut. I pulled off his t-shirt and threw it behind me. Then pushed him on to the bed.

I undid my pants, then left them right next to his shorts.

“I thought I saw some pink leopard spots.” He sat on the bed, watching as I slid my nylon thong to the floor.

“I didn’t think anyone would be able to see. Oops.” I covered my mouth, pretending to act innocent. In reality, I felt so slutty. I was loving it and didn’t want to stop now.

“You seriously looked so hot in those pants tonight. They just clung to your ass and showed off your curves.” I was going to take off my top next, but he pulled me on tot he bed next to him and started kissing me. His hands reached down and cupped my ass cheeks, then squeezed them. He had no idea how much he was turning me on.

“I’ve had those pants for months. It was the first time that I wore them. I’ll have to wear those pants more often.”

“I really want to fuck you doggy style.”

“Just one last thing.” I reached down into my bag and took out a box of condoms.

“You were hoping to get laid after all.” He said as I handed him one.

“Yes and no. Really, it doesn’t hurt to carry them around.”

I got on my hands and knees, then he climbed into position behind me. I wasn’t sure if fucking him was the right thing earlier, but it felt like the right thing now as his cock was rubbing against my pussy. I was so ready to be used his cock. I couldn’t wait to see how deep it went inside of me.

Slowly he pushed inside of me and felt deeper than I had imagined. It was almost too deep, but it felt amazing inside of me. Warm energy started to fill me.

He went slow until we found the perfect angle and positioning. Then he sped up and I started moaning. He was pounding my pussy or drilling me, but it was powerful thrusts. I leaned forward and used my elbows and hands to brace the impact.

“I will never forget your ass.” He said as he kneaded my ass cheeks.

Sounds of my moaning, heavy breathing and the springs creaking started to fill the room. He grabbed my hips and started to thrust harder and harder.

He slowed down and I took over. I pushed back against him, rolling hips around, feeling his cock moving all over inside of me.

Abruptly he took back over. A few out of control thrust later and I could feel his cock throbbing inside of me as he came.

“Wow.” He said between deep breaths. “Amy. I needed that.”

“That felt really good.”

“I’m not done yet.”