“She’s not my type,” Drew grinned like a rooster caught in the hen house.

“Of course she is,” I grinned back, telling him I wasn’t bothered by another female giving my boyfriend attention, “she’s every guys type.”

“Honestly, she’s a little bit too thin.”

“Anytime you start out a sentence with honestly, I know you’re lying.”

“Seriously,” he lowered his voice so that the tables on either side of us couldn’t hear us, “I’d much rather have a girl with a figure.” His confident words, the way he softly, calmly said them, made my core temperature increase by a degree or two.

 XXX

What were you talking about?” I asked as I sat back down at the table. When I came out of the bathroom, I saw our waitress bending over him, looking at his crotch.

“She liked my watch.” I looked at the bulky metal watch on his wrist, the face shinned even in the dim lights of the restaurant.

“Really,” I said sarcastically.

“You look sexy tonight,” he said from across the table as we waited for the waitress to bring us the check.

“Thank you,” I smiled back.

I smiled again when I heard my phone beep telling me that I had a next text message. I knew at this time of night, it wasn’t work and most likely it wasn’t any of my girlfriends. I slid my phone out of my purse and peeked at the message. “I can’t wait until I get you back to the bedroom and can rip off that dress.”

I grinned as I typed. “I don’t know if I can wait that long.”

His phone beeped and he flipped it over to the look at the screen. He grinned at the message, but before he could respond the skinny blond came back.

“Is there anything else I can get you tonight?” now it was her turn to smile as she put the black plastic check holder down in front of Drew.

“I think we’re good,” Drew said without looking at her directly.

Her smile disappeared as she spun around, glanced at me, then headed to another table.

“I can see if I can get her number for you.” The soft fabric of my panties clung to me. Although she wasn’t my type, I imagined her and I naked in my bedroom, spread out on my plush white sheets, waiting for Drew to come ravage us.

“I think I’m good.”

“If you change your mind, let me know. I’ll be glad to go get it for you.”

She came back a few minutes later to pick up Drew’s credit card, she didn’t say anything other than with her eyes which she kept locked on Drew. In the past I would’ve been intimidated by her. She was good looking, but I knew Drew would be coming back to my place tonight and that I would be the one satisfying him.

 XXX

I tugged his hand, but he didn’t follow me. “Where are you going?”

“I told you. I couldn’t wait,” I said as I pushed open the door that led into alleyway

He reluctantly followed me, looking all around to make sure no one was watching.

I leaned back against the wall, pushed my chest out, not by accident. He looked me up and down and my breathing became heavy just from the way he looked at me.

“You don’t think anyone will see us?” he said as he looked towards the street.

“I don’t care.” I ran two fingers down my neck, along the low cut neckline of my dress and across my cleavage.

“I think it’s probably better if we go home.”

“Probably,” I said as I slid down the wall. I had listened to him say that before. Sex with him was always satisfying, but always in the bedroom. I needed adventure. I needed to feel my heart pounding because any second someone could catch us in the act.

“What are you doing?”

“If you have to ask that, you don’t know me too well yet.” I crouched down in front him, admiring the quickly growing bulge in his black dress pants.

He looked down at me, then back towards the gate. Knowing him, he was doing the math. How much could someone see through the broken door that half covered the entrance to our hideaway.

Our alleyway was off a side street, chances that anyone would come down the street at 9 pm was slim, chances that anyone would look into the dark alley and see us, was even less likely. Plus, we were hidden in the dark shadow behind the door. I spotted the place as we walked to the restaurant earlier. Never did I think that after dinner we would be hiding away in it. No, Drew was too conservative to have sex in public. I called it paranoid or worse. He called it playing it safe. Even a blowjob in his car, with dark tinted windows was too risky for him. It was like he had ambitions to become a politician some day and didn’t want anything hidden in his closet. Every other way he satisfied me, but I don’t think he understood how much the outdoors, in public turned me on.

I pulled him closer by his belt, then looked up at him. I licked my lips. He didn’t try to stop me from undoing that belt, the button on his pants or pulling down his zipper. I pulled his pants out of the way, his black boxer briefs showed off the outline of his very hard cock.

“I don’t know if this is such a good idea.” He was strong, calm guy, but hear his voice sounded weak and nervous.

“Shh, someone may hear you.” I pulled down his briefs, just far enough to release his cock. His long, thick cock. My panties didn’t just cling to me anymore. They were soaking wet.

I leaned forward and kissed my way up and down his manhood.

“Just hurry.”

“Have you ever known me to hurry?”

“This time, you shoul.” He never finished the word. I opened up my mouth and slid my lips down his shaft, interrupting him.

At this point in our relationship, I had given him dozens and dozens of blowjobs, but this one was different. This wasn’t in the safety of my apartment or his condo. This one while not in the open, someone could find us and my heart was pounded. I was nervous. I had lost some of my edge too. I ran my lips rapidly up and down his shaft, sloppily, but he didn’t mind.

He stood their, motionless at first. But as my mouth worshiped his cock, he started to move in rhythm with my mouth. He became part of the action, he gave into his lust. First he almost innocently groped me, then he slid his hands into my dress and caressed my breasts with his strong, powerful hands. He squeezed them until I let out a moan of pleasure and pain.

“I don’t think the waitress would’ve gone down on you in some alley.” I said as I caught my breath.

“Probably not. I’m definitely a very lucky guy.”

“Yes, you are.” I said then ran my tongue up and down the underside of his shaft. “If you ever want to bring another girl home one of these nights, it would be hard for me to share you, but I think that would be fun.”

“Really?”

I answered by attaching my mouth back to his cock. I increased my pace until I couldn’t go any faster. His hands running through my hair. I spent too long getting my hair perfect for tonight’s date, but now I wanted him to make a mess of it. He took control, holding the back of my head with his hand. He controlled the pace, how far down I went on his cock and he pushed me to my limits.

However, when he started to show signs that he was getting close, I pushed his hands off of me. He looked down at me, his mouth open, not sure what to say.

I stood up. “I need to be fucked.”

He stopped thinking about the chances of us getting caught. He pushed me against the wall and attacked me with his hands, then his mouth. He almost violently turned me around and pushed me against the hard concrete wall. This was the way he was in the privacy of our bedroom, full of raw lust and now I was finally seeing it outside.

He slid his hands into my dress, on to the soft, sensitive skin off my inner thighs. I was already breathing hard, but his touch made my breathing even heavier and I started to sweat. As he kissed the back of my neck, his hand reached around and slid between my legs. I let out a moan as he teased me with his fingers and excitement filled my body.

Delicately he slid off my panties, leaving me feeling naked and exposed, even with my dress on. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me again, but before that happened we heard a couple talking, heading our way on the sidewalk on the other side of the gate.

He pushed me against the wall again, holding me against it with his entire body, attempting to hide us in the shadows. His rock hard cock pressed against my ass and even with the other couple a few feet away from us, I couldn’t resist dancing against his hardness.

He remained still until they passed us and I worried that they brought Drew back to reality. However, he quickly showed me that he was lost in lust just as much as I was. He pulled my hips away from the wall, leaving my hands against it so that I was partially bent over in front of him. He had fucked me like this before, in the bathroom over my sink, but this was very different.

“Take me.”

“I’ll bet you didn’t think I would go this far?” He slid my dress up around my hips and exposed my bare lower half to the warm, humid night air.

“I didn’t.”

“Do you still think I’m boring?”

“I never thought you were boring.”

“I think you did.” He ended the conversation when he pushed himself into my wetness. He filled me with his thickness, opening me up to take him.

Most nights in the bedroom, he started out slow and gentle. There was no slow and gentle tonight. He buried himself deep inside of me and started to rapid fire attack my cunt with his thrusting. It took everything I had to not let out a loud moan that was building inside of me. I had to fight to stay standing up, his thrusts were that strong. I couldn’t believe this was the same Drew.

“Would you let me fuck another woman?”

“Yeah.” I moaned.

“Would you let me fuck her in the ass too?” He sounded so dirty, inside or outside of the bedroom, he had never talked like this before.

“Anything you wanted with her. “

He pulled himself out of me and I knew what he planned to do next. He pushed his cock between my ass cheeks and aimed it at my asshole. I used to carry a small, travel size bottle of lube around with me, but with Drew I didn’t think I would need it. He was proving me very wrong.

I leaned further over so that I was bent down in front of him, my ass perfectly located for him. He pushed his cock forward and my asshole resisted, but he didn’t give up. Gently, he kept pushing. He was careful, but it still hurt. However, it was the kind of pain that mixed with pleasure as he pushed his swollen head, then thick shaft into my tight ass. I bit my lip so that I wouldn’t scream out.

He pushed his cock completely into my ass, then slowly pulled it back to repeat the process. I could feel every inch, every centimeter sliding in and out of my ass. It hurt, but felt amazing.

He increased his pace as I became accustomed to his cock. The pain was replaced by a mind blowing pleasure, a taboo pleasure that can only be felt during anal. I felt who knows how many times now, but each time felt special, unique and I worried that I would never feel it again.

One hand of his held my hip, the other found my clit and massaged it. Less than a minute later, I couldn’t hold back my moans anymore. They came from deep inside of me and had to be released. I didn’t care who might hear me. The waves of excitement filled my body, then exploded.

His thrusts became more rapid, his grip on me tighter. I knew what was coming and pushed my body against him.

He thrust deep into me and held my hips painfully tight. His cock exploded and his cum flowed into me.

We didn’t stand around there enjoying it. After he had deposited his load of cum into me, he pulled out and we quickly got dressed again.

We walked out of the alley with smiles on our faces. Another couple was walking down the sidewalk the other direction and saw us leave the alleyway. She looked at me as we walked by, she knew what we had just done there.

“Do you still think I’m boring?” Drew asked a few minutes later when we were in his car.

“I really never thought you were boring. I just like having sex out in public or outdoors. Something about it, probably the risk, really turns me on.”

“It’s just that high school I got caught in the backseat of my car with my girlfriend.”

“No, shit.”

“Yeah, the cop didn’t find it amusing. Brought us home to our parents and made us explain what we were doing.”

“Well, I’ll just have to make sure we never get caught.”

“And were you serious about the threesome part?”

I grinned, then he started the car and pulled away from the parking spot.

I normally would’ve gotten away with wearing jeans and some sweater to this bar, but tonight I dressed up in a very low cut and very tight yellow mini-dress that hugged my curves and left very little of my figure to ones imagination.

I hadn’t been this horny since college. I woke up soaking wet. I couldn’t go to sleep until I satisfied myself in one way or another. I spent a lot of time in between think about sex.

My excuse for going out was Nicole’s birthday. She looked great with her new boyfriend, which made me feel even more lonely and then horny. I imagined her in bed with him, her legs spread wide open. Instead of me going down on her like I did so many times when we dated, his hard cock pounded her cunt and filled her with cum every night. He was good looking, knew how to dress and if he wasn’t dating my best friend, I would’ve spread my legs for him too.

“You look great.” She smiled after we hugged and kissed on the cheek.”

“Thanks.” I put on a fake smile. “Happy Birthday!”

“Thanks, how are you doing?”

Before I could answer, her boyfriend pulled her away and gave her a shot. I knew from experience how horny she got from even just a little bit of alcohol, her boyfriend was going to have a good night.

Instead of watching the two of them, I watched the dance floor and looked for my own good looking man to satisfy my lust. I stood on the edge of the hot, steamy dance floor, not in the mood to dance unless I got swept of my feet by a hot stud. I caught a few guys checking me out, but none that swept me off my feet. There were several good looking guys, but none that made me want to dance.

I did my best to avoid Nicole, hiding in our group of friends most of the night. I knew I wouldn’t find a guy that way, the three guys in our group were all taken, but I couldn’t force myself to leave Nicole and the rest of our group behind to go man hunting.

After an hour, I started debating heading home and letting a combination of my favorite dildo and well used vibrator take care of my needs. If I stayed much longer, I would keep on drinking to the point where I would have to pay for an expensive cab ride home.

Then I felt a hand squeeze my ass cheek. I expected to turn around and see a drunk frat boy, but instead Nicole stood behind me grinning.

“Hey.” I smiled, a genuine, real smile.

“Everything okay?”

My smile disappeared. “Yeah, just been a long week between the two jobs. I’m looking forward to catching up on some sleep.”

“Sleep?” She leaned closer so that only I could hear what she said next. “I was hoping you might want to join me and Kyle tonight.”

Between my legs, the soft nylon fabric of my thong went from dry to soaked in a split second. The smile returned to my face.

“I thought you might like that idea.”

I loved the idea. I was ready to start right then. However, we had to wait. Since it was her birthday party, we couldn’t just leave. It was like pure torture, the worse when she dragged me on to the dance floor.

At first, we just had fun dancing to the electronic music. It was then that a guy came up behind me and started to dance with me. I looked back and grinned. He was my type, tall, dark and handsome but he found me too late.

Nicole pushed him back and pulled me closer. Our bodies rubbed together as we moved to the beat, just the thin fabric of our dresses keeping us apart. We partook in some extremely dirty dancing, our bodies grinding together to the point where guys watched us. They would be thinking about us when they were all alone at home that night and that turned me on even more.

“I want to take you to the bathroom or the parking lot. I don’t know how much longer I can control myself.”

“Let’s find Kyle and get out of here.”

“What about everyone else?”

“Who cares?”

“You know if I leave with you, people are going to start talking again.” They probably already would after the way we danced.

“I don’t care.” She grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers. She pulled me off of the dance floor and through the crowd.

She found Kyle and whispered something into his ear. He turned around and looked at me, then a large grin appeared on his face.

We barely said good-bye to any of our friends, just like we barely made an excuse as to where we were going. Nicole told everyone my car had gotten towed and we needed to go to the impound lot. I don’t think anyone believed it, but neither her nor I cared.

A feeling of torture returned as we separated. Nicole rode in Kyle’s car, a reminder that we were just friends with benefits now. I followed behind them to Kyle’s apartment.

His apartment had a beautiful view of the bay, but I was more concerned with the view of Nicole in her purple dress. We didn’t make it to the bedroom. We barely made it to the living room, before she wrapped her arms around me and we started to kiss. It was the kind of kiss that if my panties weren’t already soaking wet, they would be now. It made my heart beat faster and the room feel hot.

“Join us.” Nicole said to Kyle, her voice full of lust. He looked happy just watching us, but a large bulge forming in his pants said that he wanted to do more than just watch.

He joined us and I watched as the two of them kissed. I was jealous, I wanted a boyfriend that kissed me the way he did. I was jealous until she turned his head towards me.

Did she want me to kiss him? She didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t resist leaning in and kissing him. Her lips were soft and tasted like strawberry shortcake. His lips were strong and powerful.

I got lost in his kiss to the point that I didn’t even realize that Nicole dropped to her knees between Kyle and I. As I kissed Kyle, she worked to get his pants off. Seconds later, his hard cock pointed out, his boxers and jeans around his ankles.

This was the horny Nicole that I missed. She had his long, red cock in her mouth and her head bobbing up and down in front of him. This wasn’t exactly how my fantasy went, I imagined just Nicole and I rolling around naked on the bed. This reality was even better.

As we made out, Kyle’s hands explored my body. He paid special attention to my ass and even more to my tits. It felt weird to have someone else’s boyfriend with their hands all over me, groping and fondling me, but I didn’t just enjoy it. I loved it.

He pulled my tits out of the top of my dress, he sucked on my pink nipples as Nicole sucked his cock. I wondered if this was something they had planned together or if this was something she had planned all by herself like a special birthday present to herself.

I wanted to taste his cock too and it wasn’t long before I joined Nicole. She pulled her lips off of his cock as I got down on my knees. She smiled, then I took over. I didn’t tease, I went straight to work. I opened up my mouth and slid my red lips on to his swollen head. I slid them further down until his cock filled my mouth.

He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his toned stomach and powerful chest muscles. Nicole was so lucky to get to see this anytime she wanted.

Nicole and I took turns working on his cock, racing her lips up and down his long shaft. I went more slow and deliberate, her lips raced up and down his cock like she was on the verge of going out of control.

At first we did whatever we wanted, but soon he took over directing us. He made sure that whoever wasn’t busy sucking his cock was giving his balls attention.

Then he kicked it up a notch. He grabbed the back of Nicole’s head and forced his cock deep into her mouth until she deep throated him. She performed like a pro, I didn’t think she would be able to handle it.

When it was my turn, he did the same to me. He filled my throat with his cock, making me gag but I didn’t give up. I wasn’t about to be upstaged by Nicole.

That wasn’t enough for Kyle. Next he fucked Nicole’s mouth with his cock. Her face turned red, she coughed, but she didn’t stop. He repeated the process with my mouth. I wondered if they acted like this every night or just when company came over.

Nicole got a hold of his cock one more time, but this time she didn’t let me get it back right away. She kept letting him fuck her mouth until he pushed it so far into her throat that I thought she might choke. His body went stiff and he let out a grunt. Inches away from my mouth, he filled hers with cum.

I was jealous. I wanted to feel his cum shooting into my mouth. I wanted to taste his cum. When his orgasm ended, she turned to me and we kissed. I tasted his salty, sour sperm from her mouth, but it was just a tease.

Nicole lead us into the bedroom, where Nicole and I kissed again on Kyle’s bed. The kiss turned into making out, our lips locked together, our mouths showing our lust for each other. Our bodies rolled around on the bed, our hands explored each other, familiar ground for each of us, that brought back steamy memories of nights that I would never forget.

We knew what each other wanted. We didn’t beat around the bush. It wasn’t long before her hand slid between my legs and into the warm, wet area underneath my thong. Her finger tips slid by my clit, into my wetness and I moaned.

I copied her, sliding my hand into her dress. I grinned when I discovered her lack of underwear, not even a tiny g-string to stop my fingers from pleasuring her pussy. Her dress wasn’t as short and slutty as mine, but it wasn’t long enough to cover her if she bent over. This wasn’t the shy, conservative Nicole that I met a year ago after she broke up with her fiance.

She wasn’t content to just finger fuck my cunt. Soon, I ended up on my back, her taking my white with black lace thong off. She pushed my legs apart and positioned herself between them.

She teased me like she used to do every night when we dated. She kissed every inch of skin near my hungry pussy except my cunt. I wasn’t just going to lay around getting tortured this time, I found my clit with two fingers and started to rub it furiously like I only had thirty seconds to get off.

She didn’t like that. She pulled hand away from my pussy and held it back. Then she used her fingers to take over for what I started with mine. She knew exactly how to make me moan, she started with just her fingers, but soon her mouth joined in to pleasure me.

I forgot that Kyle was still here until I saw him position himself behind Nicole. She was bent over in the perfect doggy style position and he took full advantage of it. He pushed her dress up around her hips, then took aim at her exposed cunt with his rock hard cock.

She moaned as he pushed his cock into her. I was jealous, besides my dildo, I hadn’t felt a real cock inside of me since before Nicole and I started fooling around. Nicole made me moan louder and louder with her mouth, but I prayed that I would get a turn with Kyle’s cock before he came.

His thrusts came hard and quick, but she didn’t let his attack stop her from her job between my legs. She kept her face buried between my legs, refusing to move until she got what she wanted. Luckily, what she wanted was for me to orgasm.

With all of the sex and sexuality in the room, it didn’t take me long. My orgasm started with a cry of pleasure as my body went stiff and excitement took over my body. It was more powerful than any of the orgasms I’d had with my vibrator since Nicole and I decided to be just friends. It took my breath away and when I opened my eyes, everything seemed to be glowing.

“My turn to go down on you.” I grinned.

“I think it’s your turn to get fucked by his cock.” Her grin bigger.

I wasn’t about to argue. She moved out of the way, then I positioned myself in front of Kyle the exact same way she received his cock a few minutes earlier. I pulled my dress up to around my hips, my pink cunt and even my asshole ready for him.

His strong hands grabbed my hips and moved me into the position that he wanted, then I felt his strong, powerful cock push into my soaking wet pussy.

Instantly, another orgasm filled me. His cock inside of me set of a chain reaction, flooding me with pleasure, making me scream.

He kept going, fucking me as my orgasm came and went. His thrusts short, but furious at first. It took everything I had to stay in position until I completely recovered from my orgasm.

I felt two sets of hands on me. Kyle’s hands caressed my hips then my ass as we fucked. Nicole pulled my dress up above my tits, then used my large breasts as her play toy as we kissed.

At first, she lay next to me. However, soon she positioned herself in front of me. She positioned her pussy right in front of my mouth.

I wanted to tease her the way she teased me, but it felt like it would be more torture to me. I wanted to taste her again and dipped my tongue between her swollen lips. Her cunt was soaking wet, sweet like I remembered it tasting.

As Kyle pounded me from behind, I licked her pussy and massaged her clit with my palm the way I knew she liked from past experience. She let me know she liked it, moaning loudly.

I quickly brought her to the edge of her orgasm and kept going until her cries of pleasure filled the room. She chanted my name as her orgasm filled her, making me very proud of my work.

After her orgasm faded away, we took turns being on the receiving end of his cock. He fucked us from every angle, from multiple positions.

I became jealous of how long he lasted. I imagined that they had a lot of late nights of fucking. I became jealous of her even more when his cock found her asshole. I could just watch as she took out a bottle of lubrication out of her purse, the same brand that I loved and he used it to lubricate her asshole.

His cock disappeared into her ass and I wondered if this was something new for her or something she had done often. She took it like an experienced slut, but she never told me about her anal adventures. As far as I knew, until now it was only me that like it in the ass.

He pounded her ass from behind, a loud slapping sound of skin impacting with flesh every time he thrust into her. All I could do was watch and finger my cunt, hoping for my turn. The longer he went, the more sure I became that I wouldn’t get another turn.

Her fucked her ass doggy style. He fucked her ass in the missionary position. He even fucked her ass sideways. She was no anal virgin, I didn’t even know if I could take an anal pounding like that. I brought myself to another orgasm just watching.

I had given up on another turn with his cock when he motioned for me to come closer with his fingers. I quickly got on to my hands and knees in front of him. He pulled out of her ass and put his cock into mine.

His thickness stretched my asshole, but he had enough lube on his cock where it slid in easily into my ass. I bit my lip as he started to fuck my ass, I didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world. I received his hard cock like a very happy slut.

Nicole and I kissed as he fucked my ass. Her hands squeezing my tits to the point it hurt, the way she knew that I liked. Her hand slipped between my legs and found my clit. She rubbed it, she massaged it as he pounded my ass. I had never felt so much pleasure.

I wanted to feel him cum inside of my ass and to fill me with his sperm. However, Nicole had other ideas. When she saw that he neared his orgasm, she pulled him away from me. I didn’t like it, but it was her boyfriend.

She took him in her mouth. My mouth dropped as I watched her suck his cock, my sweet, innocent friend had done ass to mouth. Not her ass either, it was my ass.

His eyes clothes and he thrust his cock into her mouth. I could practically taste the cum and when he was done, Nicole let me taste him. She didn’t swallow him, she kept his load in her mouth and motioned for me to come closer.

We kissed, his salty, bitter, yet delicious cum sliding between our mouths. The cum slut in me was very happy now. We made out until the taste faded away and it was just us kissing. We collapsed on to the bed, still half dressed but neither of us cared. We fell asleep in each others arms.

“Why would you want to go some place private?” he grinned.

“I’m horny and I want you to fuck my brains out.” The wedding ended at two and the reception didn’t start until seven. It was way too much time in between for the guests that had nothing to do and were in from out of town. We went out for lunch, went shopping at the mall and still had free time.

“I have an idea.” He drove us away from the craziness of the mall, through the generic Florida suburbs and to an undeveloped area. He found the gravel road that he was looking for and turned down it. It led through the forest and many perfect places to dump a body. We were in the middle of nowhere,

“Did you come here often when you were living here?”

“Maybe a few times.” I imagined a younger Austin bringing his girlfriends here. I found some secluded spots in Chicago when I was growing up, but nothing like this.

As my hands explored over his clothes, he told me how they found the trail. He told me stories about the parties that were out here

He stopped mid-story when my hand found his cock. “Want me to go down on you?”

“Does any guy ever say no?”

“Nope.” I smiled, my slutty smile.

I undid his belt, opened up his pants and took his semi-hard cock out of his pants. I stroked it with one hand as we kissed.

I had given a blowjob to my boss in his car earlier in the year, but this brought back memories of many of my sexual encounters in high school where a bedroom wasn’t always an option. Of course, I was hoping that he would last a lot longer than the eighteen year old boys.

He was rock hard by the time I leaned further over and kissed the tip of his cock. I ran my tongue up and down it like I was examining his length for the first time.

I looked up at him, his face showing how eager he was for my next move. I stopped teasing and took him into my mouth. At first just his head, then I went further down his shaft.

The middle console made it a little difficult for me to work, but I did my best running my lips up and down his shaft. There was no easy way around the console, it dug into my side, but I didn’t stop. I ran my lips up and down his long hard cock, feeling his cock fill my mouth and slide through my wet lips.

He was showing signs that he was getting close, when he said, “Let’s move into the backseat.”

We got out of our front seats and met in the back seat. Before I got in, I looked around. There were no signs of any human life, just trees. I pulled off my lace thong and threw it on to my seat. I wouldn’t need it.

He drives a roomy SUV, but the backseat reminded me of many of the cramped backseats that I had been fucked in back in high school. The seat belt clasps dug into me in multiple places, there wasn’t enough room to get into a comfortable position. We kept moving around until I gave up on trying to be on the bottom. I ended up on my hands and knees, he in a position behind me. It wasn’t perfect but it would do for a quickie.

His hands pulled up my dress and I felt the cool air of the car on my bare skin. His fingers teased my lips, I couldn’t wait to have him inside of my pussy. He surprised me and I may have jumped a little bit when I felt his head against my asshole.

“I hope you don’t mind.”

I clutched the door panel and the seat back that I was using for support. “Go for it.”

He did. He carefully pushed his cock into the tight opening. It hurt so much that I tried to pull away, but I knew what was coming felt so good. The pain increased as his shaft stretched out my asshole. Slowly, he started to fuck my ass. At first, it was just gentle thrusts an inch or two inside of me. As my ass opened, he pushed further until his whole shaft was inside of my ass.

Gently he fucked my ass. Most of the pain faded away, replaced by my favorite feeling of pleasure. I had a huge smile on my face as his he fucked me harder and harder.

I expected maybe a minute or two, but he kept going and going. When I got a leg cramp, we switched positions. This time I was on my back, however to make it more comfortable, he stood on the outside of the car, leaning in.

He found my asshole again and he wasted no time picking up where he had left off. He pushed my legs back and pushed himself deep inside of me.

It was the first time in a long time that anal sex was the only type of sex. It was back when I was eighteen when I last had anal sex only fucks on a regular basis. I loved the way they felt and I knew it made me a lot more popular and or memorable with the guys.

He pounded my ass. He ended up on top of me, half in the car, my legs bent further back than they normally could handle. It felt fucking amazing. I felt like his anal slut and I loved it.

My legs started to hurt and when I mentioned it, he practically dragged me out of the car and bent me over next to it. So much for the privacy of the car, we were out in the open now. I don’t know if I’ve ever been fucked in the ass the way he fucked me. He was intense, he didn’t let me catch my breath. He held my hips tight and pushed his cock deep inside of my asshole.

I wasn’t sure if he would ever come, then his thrusting became even more intense. Three our four, wild, hard thrusts later and pushed his cock as far into my ass as it would go. His cock throbbed and exploded inside of me. His cum filled me with a warm, wetness.

I relaxed my body finally as his cock weakened. I was glad it was over because I didn’t know how much more I could take, but at the same time I wished he would’ve never stopped.

I was breathing hard, sweating and my asshole was filled with his cum. It took a few minutes to catch our breath and come back to reality. He pulled out of me and turned me around. I couldn’t look at him as just a fuck buddy anymore. He wasn’t boring or routine anymore.

We didn’t talk. We didn’t need to say anything other than smile at each other. He drove us to the reception, my legs were sore from him bending them so far back, my ass was sore from his hard fucking and I was filled with his cum. I was one happy slut.

Sex with him is good, he knows what I want, I know what he likes. But it’s not great, he’s a lot like a number of the men that have come before him. He doesn’t push my limits, he doesn’t like to try new things. Sex with him has become routine, almost boring sometimes.

There is nothing boring about William. Not Will. Not Billy. Definitely not Willy. He’s William. He’s older, mid-thirties or so. He’s an over the top Type A Alpha Male, good looking, dresses well, has a great career, but not the type of guy that I usually go for.

However, he refused to take no for an answer. He works in the same office building as me, luckily not the same company. A number of times we’ve run into each other in the hallway, at first it was nothing more than polite pleasantries. Then he cornered me one day, moved in a little too close. Against my better judgment, I let him talk me into it. Now, I’m glad he did.

He didn’t just decide where we were going for dinner, he told me specifically what he wanted me to wear. A tight dress that showed off my body that was short to show off my legs and the long black leather boots I was wearing the day before. I had dated men like him before, control freaks that needed to be in charge of everything in and out of the bedroom. The relationships never went anywhere, I’m not the kind of girl that likes to be dominated. It felt like I was being suffocated.

As I sat in his car on the way to dinner, I imagined this would be a one date thing. However, by the time dinner was over I could see it going past dinner. He was the most polite guy I’ve dated in years, picking me up at my door, bringing me flowers, opening doors for me and being a gentlemen in general. He was entertaining, he could make me laugh and smile. Our conversations weren’t just superficial. He was more than just good looks.

When he took my hand while we waited for the valet to bring back his Audi, it sent a powerful electric current through my body. My black satin thong became damp instantly. I wanted him. I need a guy like him. His look said that he couldn’t wait to get me back to his place.

The mood in the car was light, we were joking around and being silly. We were laughing in his driveway, but when we walked into his house, his mood changed. He stopped hiding his lust and desire when the door shut behind us, his focus became me and my body.

We headed towards the bedroom, but we didn’t make it past the kitchen. He pushed me against the kitchen counter and kissed me. His lips were strong and full of energy. His hands held me tight.

It was nothing unusual until he kissed my neck. His lips were replaced by his hand. He didn’t wrap his hand around my neck, he didn’t try to scare or hurt me, but it was clear he liked things a little bit different than most of my previous lovers. It made my heart skip a beat, then pound harder.

“The things I want to do to you.” he said as he turned me around so that my back faced him.

He kissed my neck from behind me. His hands went from my hips to my tits, cupping them, caressing them.

There was no question that he was in control, but it didn’t make me feel uncomfortable like other dominate men I dated. It didn’t annoy me. His actions turned me on.

He pulled up the bottom of my tight mini-dress and exposed my thong. He slid his hand between my legs and rubbed the soft wetness. Feeling the wet satin fabric against my sensitive clit sent excitement through my whole body. I needed to have him. I needed him to fuck me soon. I had a feeling we weren’t going to make out for hours, this was going to be intense and soon.

As his fingers rubbed me, I danced against his body. My ass rubbed against his rock hard cock in his pants. It had been a long time since I had been this turned on with all of my clothes still on.

He found the zipper on the back of my dress and pulled it down. He unzipped it just far enough to expose my black strapless bra. He pushed the cups down and out of his way.

Most men start out gentle with my breasts. He started out pinching my sensitive pink nipples as we kissed. It sent a sharp pain through my body that excited me. He cupped my breasts and squeezed them tight until it hurt. Any other guy I would push away, but I didn’t want him to stop. He was in control of our actions and I didn’t want him to stop.

He pushed me against the opposite counter and leaned me over it. He pushed up my dress and pulled down on the bands of my thong. He pulled it off and threw it to the side.

“You have a beautiful ass.”

“Thank you.” I didn’t know what to say. Behind me he was studying it like it was a piece of art.

I expected to feel his cock next, but instead I felt his lips. He kissed my ass cheeks and I couldn’t believe it. He put his tongue between my ass and teased my asshole next. I seriously wondered if he knew about my blog, if he knew how much I liked anal and that I had just had my ass licked for the first time earlier this year.

“Fuck my ass?” The licking turned me on, but I wanted more than just his tongue flicking against my asshole.

“Not yet.”

He turned me around and pushed up onto the counter. I sat on the edge of it while he pushed my legs apart.

His tongue went between my legs and made me feel like all he wanted to do was please me. He spread apart my lips and took in my juices with his tongue. He found my clit and within seconds he made me moan.

This didn’t seem real. I had a sexy man between my legs, he knew what he was skilled and he wanted me.

He teased me, pulling his mouth away from my pussy.

“Don’t stop.” I pleaded.

“I think that’s a good start.”

“No, please don’t stop.” I felt my orgasm that was getting close falling away.

“Beg.”

He was no ordinary guy. “Please, lick my pussy.”

He answered by putting his mouth between my legs again and licking me as I started to moan again.

I was leaning back on his counter, as far as I could go with the cabinets behind me. I was enjoying the work of his tongue. But as I got close, I sat up. His tongue made me anticipate what was coming next.

It erupted inside of me, I was hunched over than fell back on the counter as the orgasm took me over. It wasn’t an orgasm that just barely put me over the edge. It was an orgasm that shook my body and my only reaction after it passed was an uncontrolled giggle.

He stood up in front of me, his pants were undone and his rock hard cock was out. I knew what he wanted without him having to tell me. I slid off the counter and on to my knees.

I pushed my hair back, then looked at his long, thick cock. It was the biggest that I had ever seen, but it was sizable. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.

Besides the size, the lack of any hair caught my attention. I had gone down on guys that trimmed down there, shaved it short, but none that were completely bald. I didn’t know what I thought about it, but I loved the way it felt as ran my fingers around his cock.

I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth. I wasn’t teasing him, I wasn’t sure how he would react if I tried to tease him and I had to have his cock inside of me one way or another.

His very hard thick cock spread apart my soft, wet lips. His manhood filled my mouth and I went to work to repay him for my award winning orgasm that he had just given me.

I slid my lips up and down his long shaft, going as far down it as I could, going as fast as I could. My head bobbed up and down attached to his cock.

I worshiped his cock with my mouth, giving him a blowjob that used all of my skills. I started stroking him with my free hand to make sure his cock got all of the attention it needed.

As my lips slid along his shaft, he undid his tie. I assumed he would undo it then throw it to the side like my panties. Instead he used it pull my head closer the way other guys put their hand on the back of my head to control me.

He wrapped it around my neck next. He never pulled it tight, but I could feel the silk fabric around my neck. Any other guy had done that I would’ve flipped out, with him it just turned me on more.

He held it there, just enough to restrict the movements of my head. He took over now, he slid his cock into my mouth, slowly at first. With the tie wrapped around my neck, he fucked my mouth like it was my cunt. He made me gag, he made me cough, but I kept my mouth open so that he wouldn’t stop.

He slowed down and pushed his long cock deep in my mouth, in my throat so far that his balls were against my chin. He pulled back and fucked my mouth again, then repeated the deep throating process multiple times. I had never felt more like a slut in my life, I loved it.

Just as my mouth started to get sore, like he knew, he pulled me off of my knees. He turned me around and bent me over the counter. I assumed the position, spread my legs as far as I could, eager for what was next.

I felt his thick head against my wet opening, then he pushed inside of me. His thickness stretching my lips, but he just teased me. He slid only some of himself into me. It was enough to make me moan, but I craved to have it all.

Then he pushed deeper and I let out a soft scream. His cock pushed my limits, but it felt so good. He fucked me hard, deep.

His cock attacked my pussy rapid fire, pounding into my cunt with all of his power and lust. This was how I needed to be fucked. This was nothing routine or boring about this.

We eventually made it to his bedroom and his clothes came off. He was thirty-something, but he had a body better than most guys my age.

He laid down on the bed and without any instructions, I climbed on top of him. There was no teasing, no fooling around. I climbed on top of him and lowered my wet cunt on to his rock hard cock. He filled me and from this angle I could feel just how big, how long and how powerful he was.

I slid myself up and down his long shaft, enjoying every inch of him passing through my lips and disappearing deep inside of me.

I went slow at first, but soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock like I was riding him.

He fucked me like I had never been fucked before. I was on top, but he held me there and thrust his cock up into me. He was so strong, so powerful.

He fucked me doggy style and had me rub my clit as he pounded my head into the pillows. I thought he would orgasm at anytime, but I had my second orgasm, a screaming climax as he pounded me from behind.

I ended up underneath him. He fucked me spread eagle, he held my legs in the air. His thrusts reached new speeds, he fucked me harder than he had yet. He was finally going to come. I couldn’t wait to feel his cum inside of me.

His last thrust slammed into me, shaking my whole body. His cock throbbed inside of me, I felt his cum filling my insides.

He collapsed next to me after he deposited all of himself into me. He stroked my hair and held me twice.

“I think we can have some fun together.”

“We’re just beginning.” he said with a smile.

Mr Right Now, also known as Austin works an even worse schedule. It doesn’t make for much opportunity for us to spend time together so last week I went to visit him at his day job for a lunch date. We he had a short distraction before we finally made it too lunch.

“You look hot.” he said when I walked into his office. He didn’t look to see if any of his coworkers were watching, he got up, hugged me, then kissed me. It wasn’t an I miss you kiss. It was a kiss filled with lust and it immediately woke up my body.

“I wished that you could’ve come over last night.”

“Me too. And now you have to work tonight.”

“It’s not fair.”

“I know.”

He leaned in and lowered his voice. “I want to fuck you so bad.”

My lips, instantly wet between my legs. “Let’s skip lunch.”“Sounds good to me.”

“In here?”

“Not here.”

“Where?”

“Follow me.”

I followed him into the hallway. I thought he was leading me to the stairwell for a quickie. Instead he brought me to the bathroom door.

“In there?” I frowned. Bathrooms weren’t my idea of a good place.

“Don’t worry, it’s clean. No one ever uses this one. They use the one up front.”

He pushed open the door. He looked at me to see if I would follow him. I did. It was empty and much cleaner than I expected.

I followed him into the back bathroom stall.

I shut the door behind us, my heart pounding. Half because of the risk of getting caught. I wondered if there were video cameras in the hallway, had they seen me enter the men’s bathroom with him? Half because I was soaking wet and needed him.

“I’m already hard.” The bulge in his pants was hard to miss.

“I want you inside of me.”

“Suck my cock first. Get me all nice and hard.” One of the many things that I liked about Austin was that he wasn’t afraid to talk dirty. He wasn’t afraid to go after what he wanted.

I sat down on the edge of the toilet seat, I figured it was cleaner than knelling on the floor. I licked my lips, he didn’t need any more of an invitation to come closer.

I grinned as he took out his long cock.

I licked my lips again and he stepped close enough for me to lick his swollen head. I slid his head between my lips and I forgot about everything else.

“Go faster. We can’t be in here all day.”

I took my time, slowly running my tongue around his head, slowly sliding my lips up and down his long, smooth shaft.

He had his hand on my head, but he didn’t try to force me to go faster or force his cock deeper into me. It was just letting me know he was there, appreciating my work.

I used my hands to stroke his shaft as I worked it with my mouth at first. However, soon I couldn’t control my urges. I undid my jeans, pushed them and my orange nylon/spandex panties out of the way. I slid my hand between my legs and felt my wetness, then my clit. I fingered myself as I sucked his cock. I was in heaven. I know he enjoyed the view from above.

He pulled back from me, my saliva dripping from his cock. “I want to fuck you now.”

“I’m not ready.” I was more than wet enough, but I wanted to tease him. I used two hands now. I fingered myself and at the same time rubbed my clit. His response was to start stroking his cock.

However, I couldn’t tease him for long. I needed him inside of me, just as much as he wanted to be inside of me. I took a condom out of my handbag and gave it to him.

As he put it on, I stood up and pushed my jeans and panties to my ankles, I was in too much of a rush now to take them off completely. Using my hands to support me up, I leaned forward and he took up position behind me.

There was no further foreplay. No teasing. He pushed his head against my moist opening and deep into my soft wetness. His length filled me and instantly sent waves of pleasure through my whole body.

We ended up on the floor, my hands, my knees on the cold tile. He fucked me from behind, pounding my pussy doggy style.

I expected a quickie, but now he was taking his time. Not that I was complaining. However, I wanted more and I think it was what he was holding back for too.

“My ass?” I said in between my heavy breathing.

Without any lube, it wasn’t easy. I tried to relax, but he had trouble pushing his thick, swollen head into my ass. I held myself still, trying to ignore the pain as he forced his cock into my ass.

First just the tip of his cock penetrated my asshole. Then his head, he used it to loosen me further. Finally, he pushed his shaft into me, it was almost a feeling of relief that he was inside of my ass now.

His thrusting was slow and careful until my body finally relaxed. Then he stopped holding back. He used all of his power, all of his strength to pound my ass.

If someone had walked in, they clearly would’ve been able to see us under the stall door. However, neither of us would’ve stopped. His cock in my ass was a feeling that I couldn’t forget. It was an amazing feeling. A feeling that made me feel so good and so slutty.

He came, he filled the condom inside of my ass with his cum.

He helped me off of my feet and I got dressed. I just had all of my holes used in a bathroom. I was giddy with excitement. This was the kind of sex that I liked. This was the kind of slut that I was.

Instead of going out to a restaurant for lunch, we ate sandwiches from the deli in the building lobby. My ass still hurt from his pounding, pussy could still feel the pleasurable effects of his cock, my face glowing from sex. I wondered if anyone besides Austin could tell that I had just been fucked like a slut.

I had all sorts of ideas for Halloween costumes. I wanted to be a sexy Jessica Rabbit or dress up like Christina Hendricks on Mad Men because everyone says I look like her. However, I procrastinated like usual and ran out of time to go buy a costume. Instead, I took out the beer maiden costume from last year. It’s the perfect costume for a bartender and I know men love it’s low cut front and how short it is.

My shift was fair uneventful, but it’s what happened afterward that made things worth writing about. It ended up being a slow night and just Cindy and I worked til close. For a long time I hated Cindy, she slept with a guy I thought was mine. However, in the months after that incident, I realized how he was more at fault and Cindy and I had a lot in common. I wouldn’t say we’re close friends, but we’ve become friends.

The owner was away Halloween night, so there was more drinking than usual among the staff. By the time we closed the front doors, I had more than a buzz and so did Cindy and our extremely sexy supervisor Tony. Normally, he’s fairly serious, making sure we stay focused on our work. Tonight, he was distracted.

It started with Tony saying, “Opps, I dropped a glass.” It dropped on to the rubber mat behind the bar.

Cindy not so innocently bent over to pick it up in her equally as short beer maiden costume not covering her ass and tiny white g-string.

“I like that,” Tony said.

I rolled my eyes. Cindy being Cindy. From stories and what she had told me, I knew she was a slut like me. However, she was a lot more out in the open about it.

“Is there any chance I could see your tits?” Tony asked both of us.

“How drunk are you?” Was my response.

“Sure.” Was Cindy’s response. Without any hesitation, she pulled her fake tits out of her costume.

They looked at me, I wasn’t nearly drunk enough for this, but Tony was hot. I did the same. I wondered if the security cameras were on.

I thought it would end right there, however Tony had other plans. He found a bottle of chocolate liqueur and poured the creamy liquid on to my nipple. Like any other command he gave as our boss, he ordered Cindy to clean it up.

She licked it off, not in an sexual way, but in a playful way. What she did next was not playful. It was very sexual. She kissed me.

I wouldn’t say I was ever attracted to her, not many women do it for me the way men do. However, her kiss woke me up and grabbed my attention. First just soft, gentle kisses. Then hard, lust filled kisses that goes along with making out.

She pushed me against the bar counter, her body pressed against mine, her tits pressed against mine. Was this really happening? How many shots had I done?

Her hands caressed my tits, her mouth found my nipples. I hadn’t been this turned on in a long time.

She slid her hand up my dress as we kissed. She felt the lace fabric of black thong. The very wet lace fabric.

I ended up laying on the bar, Cindy between my legs taking my panties off. Tony came up from the other side and started to kiss me, started to grope me. I realized then that this wasn’t some spur of the moment thing. They planned this.

She rubbed my clit, licked my pussy. He sucked on my nipples. I started to melt. They had been spending a lot of time together, I started to wonder if they had something going on outside of work.

Tony and Cindy kissed, there was definitely something going on between them. She opened up his jeans and it wasn’t long before they were on the floor. She pulled his boxers out of the way and released his long, thick cock.

He was semi-hard and Cindy started to stroke it. I couldn’t resist doing the same, feeling his strength, wanting to feel him inside of me.

“I want to titty fuck you.” He looked at me.

“Maybe we should go back to my place,” Cindy said. “It’s a lot more private there.”

A week or two ago, I may have avoided this whole situation and gone home. Now, I had no problems getting in Cindy’s car and going back to her place. The slut had been re-released. As soon as we were in the privacy of her living room, with a grin, I got on to my knees in front of him. I could only imagine the rumors that would fly after this.

She held him from behind, kissing his neck as his cock slid between my tits. His thick cock filled the space between my tits, I held them close together as I moved my body for him to slide between my soft mounds of flesh.

Eventually, she got on to her knees next to me and did the same. I couldn’t resist kissing her nipples, running my tongue along the edge of her nipple, then feeling the weight of her chest in my hands. I cupped and caressed them, surprised by how real they felt for how fake I knew they were.

We took turns licking, kissing, then sucking his cock. At first we just slid our wet lips up and down part of his shaft. However, it was like a challenge to see which of us could go further down his long, thick shaft. I think the winner was Tony.

I wanted to taste his cum so bad. I wanted to feel his cum explode on to my face. He didn’t explode on my face, instead I felt hot cum shoot into my mouth, wave upon thick wave of his bitter, sour, yet so delicious cum. I took in every drop not, letting any spill out.

I thought we were done, Cindy had other ideas. She took his semi-hard cock from my mouth and took it in hers. She sucked on it, she stroked it until he was rock hard again.

“I want to fuck her.” He looked at Cindy when he said it.

She nodded her head yes.

He sat on the couch, I sat down on top of him. There was no foreplay. There was no teasing. I lowered myself on top of him, sliding my wet cunt down his shaft, feeling him fill me with thickness, then length.

I rode him hard, grinding myself against him. I bounced up and down on his dick, my tits bouncing up and down for his viewing pleasure.

Cindy went to the kitchen and brought back a bottle of tequila. She came back and kissed me, then poured a shot in my mouth. Cindy rubbed my clit. I would never look at her the same again.

I wanted him to explode inside of me. I needed him to fill me with cum, but Cindy needed a turn too. She handed me the bottle of liquor, then climbed on top of him. The way she rode him. The way they interacted, I knew this wasn’t their first time together.

I took a turn on the receiving end next. I laid down on the plush love seat and he climbed on top of me. He pushed my legs back and pushed his cock deep into me. There was no starting off slow. He pounded my cunt with his cock. He dick drove moans out of my body.

He took off my dress, he wanted to see me naked. I took off my bra. It felt weird being completely naked in front of my coworkers. Coworkers I had never imagined something like this happening with them.

I watched him bend her over and fuck her in the ass. Her face showed signs of pain, but she took him with no complaints. Clearly not her first time doing anal. We had a lot in common.

He grabbed me by the arm and bent me over next to her. He pushed his cock in my ass and I felt a sharp pain as he pushed into my ass. A pain that didn’t go away completely as he fucked my ass.

He jack hammered my ass from behind, quick, hard thrusts deep into me. I kept waiting for him to come. Two women, he must’ve had some magic power to keep himself from coming.

They made out as he fucked my ass. They made out like lovers.

My ass was sore, my ass hurt from the repeated attack. I finally had to ask him to stop. He did, but he wanted something in return.

He stood in front of us, Cindy got on her knees no questions asked. I lowered myself not ready to cross this line.

She leaned forward without any hesitation and took him in her mouth. Clearly not her first time doing ass to mouth. I took a turn.

“Hold your faces together.” Tony ordered.

Our faces pushed against each other, our bodies rubbing against each other. I could feel her heat.

She stroked his cock, seconds later he leaned it forward. He pushed it in our faces and exploded. Globs of cum shot out. He coated my lips with cum, shot goo on my cheeks and did much the same to Cindy.

Cum dripped on to my tits, Cindy cleaned it up with her fingers. Then cleaned my mouth off with her mouth.

I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t say anything until Tony went off to the bathroom, leaving just the two of us alone.

“So, are you too?” I asked.

“Just friends.”

“Fuck buddies?”

“You could say that.”

“Anytime you want to do that again. Count me in.”

Monday night was supposed to be date night. Unfortunately, Ed had to cancel at the last minute. Something about meeting the next day that he had to prepare for. His loss and probably a good thing for me.

Instead of staying in, I ventured to a sports bar with a couple of my girl friends to watch my bears. After a few drinks, I decided that I had to stop waiting for Mr. Right. Ever since my encounter last summer with my ex from Chicago, I’ve been on the hunt for my own Mr. Right.

I can’t blame just him. Too many of my coworkers are engaged and way too many of my friends are getting married or having babies and posting about it on Facebook.

While the Bears tried to do their best to raise my stress levels and give me a heart attack, I decided that I should stop waiting for Mr. Right and go back to having fun until I find him. Of course, this decision was influenced by the good looking man with a shaggy brown hair now sitting next to me.

Long after my friends left, we drank until the bar closed. Because I was too intoxicated to drive, I walked home with him to his apartment conveniently located a short walking distance away.

He promised to give me his bed for the night, then the next morning to take me to my car. He kept that promise. He promised that he would keep his hands off me and respect me. I helped him break that promise.

We walked into his apartment and instantly I pulled him close to me. He closed the door with a kick behind us and we kissed. I needed that kiss, full of lust and passion. I needed a whole lot more.

Making out in the living room led to us going to his bedroom. He sat on the edge of the bed, I stripped for him. His hands all over my bare skin as soon as the clothing was removed to expose it. His lips kissing as he explored my curves.

He sat back and watched me like I was an exotic dancer as I stripped off my bra. The smile grew on his face as he admired my tits. I peeled off my shinny blue satin and lace thong and he pulled my hands danced all over my naked body. He followed in pursuit with his hands, groping me, violating my wet cunt with his fingers. He pulled me closer and sucked on my nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body which made me forget about everything else.

I sat on his lap, kissing him. I danced on top of him, rubbing myself against him as I peeled off his shirt. I felt a hardness beneath me and ripped his jeans off.

I lowered myself to my knees in front of him. His jeans already out of the way, his boxers were gone before the carpet touched my knees.

His cock long, thick. Not exactly porn star size but close. I stroked him, feeling his cock solidify. I took him in my mouth, taking as much as I could before sliding my lips up his shaft. I kissed his tip, tasting his precum. I ran my tongue around his swollen head.

I slid my lips up and down his shaft, using my whole body to complete the motion like I was doing a dance of worship for his dick. He pushed my hair out of my eyes and looked down at me. This is what I needed. I needed to be a slut. I needed to be me.

I raced up and down his long shaft, stroking it so his whole cock got a workout. I could tell he was getting close, but before I could finish he sat up and took his cock away from me.

I frowned, but he still smiled. “I don’t want to come yet. It’s your turn first.”

He pulled me up on to the bed and pushed my legs apart. He kissed my lips, he kissed my neck and as he kissed my shoulder, he slid his hand between my legs. Just gentle rubbing made my head fall back and caused me to moan.

He fingered me as we kissed. He slid two fingers inside of me and fucked my cunt as his tongue teased my nipples.

His mouth drifted down between my legs and joined his fingers. He tasted me and ran his tongue between my lips. His tongue found my clit, flicking, circling around it and sending amazing amounts of pleasure through my entire body.

He worked my clit carefully, finger fucked me hard. He made me moan. He wanted me back in his bed more than just this once.

I joined in, violently rubbing my clit with my fingers. He focused on my opening. I closed my eyes. The sensations combined to over take me. I moaned loudly as my orgasm exploded within me.

When I opened my eyes again, he sat patiently in front of me. Waiting for his turn. I didn’t make him wait long. I found my bag and took a condom. He laid down on his back, his hard cock resting on his own body.

I stroked him, feeling the weight of his cock now. I rolled the condom down his long shaft. If this was more than a one time thing, I would have to buy bigger condoms.

I grinned as I climbed on top of him. I needed this. I needed cock. I needed to be a slut. I positioned himself over his cock and held it in place as I slid down on it. His long cock did more than fill me. His thickness expanded me.

I moved just my hips at first, sliding myself up and down on him. Then I started to use my whole body, rapidly plunging his cock deep into my wetness. At first I leaned closed to him, rubbing my tits against his chest as we made out. Then I sat up, riding him like a naughty cowgirl.

“Slow down.” he said. His eyes said he was close, so instead of slowing down I sped up. He grabbed a hold of me, wrapping his arms around me and bring my body to his. His cock thrust up into me, he gripped me tight and filled the condom.

I thought we were done. He had to work in the morning, but naked cuddling and soft kisses led to another hard on. I found the hard on with my hands, gently stroked it. “One more time?”

“Do you have more condoms?”

I answered by jumping out of bed, finding my purse then jumping back in next to him. He put the condom on this time, then pushed me to my back.

He looked my body up and down with a smile. It felt good to be wanted. It felt good to be lust after. It felt good to turn him on.

He positioned himself over me, his latex covered cock pointed at my cunt. He pushed my legs back, spread eagle. The position of a slut.

He pushed his cock deep into my wetness. He thrusts gentle, but quick. His head hovered above me, looking down at me, taking my whole body in with his eyes, then watching his cock disappear into me.

He pushed my legs back and pushed deeper into me. He thrust harder. He fucked me now the way I liked. This wasn’t making love, this was lust filled sex.

He wanted to switch positions. He wanted to take me from behind, doggy style. I had another suggestion. “Fuck my ass?”

I didn’t need it to be in the form a question. His eyes lit up.

I found the bottle in my purse. “Know what to do with this?”

He nodded his head yes. I had a feeling this wasn’t his first time fucking a girl in the ass. I think he knew this wasn’t my first time being fucked in the ass.

I bent over on my hands and knees. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the lube in large drops on to my asshole. It was cold at first, but his fingers warmed the liquid. His fingers warmed my whole body as he opened my entrance with his fingers. He poured more lube on to himself, stroking himself to spread it even.

“Ready?”

“Very.” I needed this badly. This was better than my vibrator. This was better than all of my dildos combined. My own fingers couldn’t make me feel like this.

I felt the tip of his cock against my asshole. Gently he slid himself in. My mouth dropped open, a gasp escaped. His cock stretched my opening to it’s limits, pain vibrated inside of me. I started to clench, he started to pull back.

“No, keep going.” I knew it would hurt more if he pulled out completely, then attempted again.

He did until his cock stretched my opening, filled me deeply. Slowly, he moved his cock back and then gently pushed into me again. The pain faded away, replaced with the feeling I craved.

He held my hips, held me there as he started fuck me again. He increased his pace gradually, expecting me to tell him to stop at any moment. The pain was still there, but I wasn’t about to tell him to stop now.

He fucked me hard now, thrusting deep into my ass. His giant cock almost too much for me, but I wouldn’t give up. I moaned with each hard thrust. I started to move my body against his, working together.

I could’ve gone all night, but I felt him lean forward against me, wrapped his arms around my waist as his cock pushed deep inside of me one last time. His orgasm, not as intense as the first one, but I could feel him throbbing in my ass.

“I think we can have a lot of fun together.” I said to him a few minutes later, when we were back in bed.

“I’d like that.”

“I thought you would.”

We’ll see what happens. We’ve played the text message game since Monday, we’ll see if anything more happens. I hope so, the slut in me isn’t completely satisfied.

It’s my first time writing from a different point of view, creating a character that’s not based on me. I think it came out pretty good. There might be more from Krystal, she has a few naughty stories that rival some of mine.

Here’s an excerpt from that story:

As I got out of the car and locked it behind me the cars passing by on the expressway and my heels clicking on the pavement provided the only soundtrack. I felt like a hooker, and I probably looked like one too with my slutty open toed heels, jeans so tight that men were forced to stare at my ass, and underneath my jacket the half tank top that showed off my flat stomach and a lot of cleavage. Mr Jensen waited for me by the backdoor, still looking very much like a teacher in khakis and a polo.

I followed him into the hotel hallway, spotting the security camera as we walked by it. I wondered if anyone watched it and if they saw me with him. If they did, they probably thought that he had just let in a call girl.

Without saying a word, we continued up to his room on the second floor. With every door we passed I worried that someone would come out and see us together. I imagined what my friends would say if they saw me now, and I worried what would happen if another teacher was staying there that night. My heart pounded, my breathing difficult.Somehow we made it to his room without any incident. After letting me in Mr Jensen locked the chain and the dead bolt behind us, while I stood in the middle of the room, looking around to make sure we were alone. The room stood empty except for us. The cream colored drapes were closed, and it seemed like the other motel rooms at been at for parties and after prom last year, but somehow different.

“You can take off your coat if you want.” Mister Jensen said as he sat down on the bed.

“Okay.” My voice barely audible. I unzipped my jacket and threw it on to the chair next to me.

Then I just stood there. Not sure what to do.

His eyes examined me from head to toe. “Your parents know you went out like that?”

“I was wearing a different shirt when I left the house.” I answered, grinning.

“That’s probably a good thing.” He still sounded like the teacher. “Where do they think you are tonight?”

“At Michelle’s. They think I’m staying the night there.”

“Good.”

“Yeah.”

“What did you tell your date?”

“That I had to reschedule. I had family in town.”

“You seem a little bit nervous.” He smiled, maybe because he liked me nervous or maybe because he wanted me to feel more comfortable.

“Yeah. I am.”

“There’s no reason to be nervous. You can leave anytime you want. You don’t have to do anything that you want to do.”

“Okay.”

And you don’t have to be afraid of me. I’m not going to hurt you. I’m not going to tell anyone about this night. I expect you to do the same.”

“My lips are sealed.” The room temperature hovered somewhere around ice cold, but I still felt sweat dripping on my back, from my forehead.

“What do you want to do?”

“I’ll do whatever you want.” I said as I pushed my hair back and out of my face. “I’ll do anything that it takes to improve my grade.”

“I understand that. I meant what do you want to do right now. Would just talking make you feel comfortable.”

“I think I would rather just get started.”

“That sounds fair to me. Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I do. I’m sorry. I haven’t been this nervous since my first time.” I let out a nervous giggle that just embarrassed me even more.

“How about this? We start off simple. How about if you go down on me. All you have to do is make me cum and I’ll take care of your grade issue.”

“I’d like that.” The slut inside of me, the one who had given more than her fair share of blowjobs started to come to life.

“Good. I’ve craved a blowjob from you since the moment you sat down in my classroom, wearing that red lipstick.”

I smiled, glad I put on the same lipstick earlier.

“And if you like going down on me, then maybe we could do more.”

“Okay.”

“Now get on you knees.” He ordered me just like we were beginning an exam, in a voice so strong that it almost scared me.

I stepped closer to the bed, and then dropped to my knees. I felt the soft carpet through my jeans and remembered the last time I had been in this position. It was in a bedroom at a party a couple of weekends ago. That time there was a rug under me and the guy had been a lot closer to my own age. My friends and I assumed Mister Jensen was in his thirties, so he was at least five years older than any guy I had fooled around with before.

He undid his black leather belt, then unbuttoned his pants. Time in the room verged on slow motion. I pulled down his zipper and was greeted by a bulging pair of black boxer briefs.

I had been in this situation more than a few times, so I shouldn’t have been nervous, but my heart was pounding. I tried to pretend the cock belonged to just another guy.

Mister Jensen stood up as his pants fell to his ankles, and I pulled down his boxers and got my first look at his cock. Already rock hard, it pointed at me. He was thicker than any other cock I had seen and maybe longer too. I still had my fears about getting caught somehow, but the fabric between my legs quickly started to moisten.

I reached out and wrapped my hand around him, feeling his warmth, feeling his hardness. I started to stroke his shaft. It was all very real now. We had officially crossed the line of what could be a student, teacher relationship. This wasn’t just another blowjob, but at least now I could concentrate and get down to business. I smiled. I knew exactly what to do from this point.

I leaned forward and opened my mouth as I felt the tip of his hard cock with my soft, wet tongue. While I stroked him with my hand, I opened my mouth further and took his head inside of my mouth. I slid my lips onto his shaft. I couldn’t believe that I had him in my mouth, and I wondered what my friends would say if they knew what I was doing.

I kept stroking his cock as my mouth slid up and down his shaft. I looked up at him and he smiled down at me, the first time he may ever have smiled at me. I wondered what would happen if the school found out.

“You’re doing well.” He said, looking down at me. “Better than I thought you would. However, I’m not just some boy that you’re giving a blowjob to in the backseat of his car. I know this isn’t your first blowjob. Show me what you can really do.”

I slid my lips further and further down. His long cock filled my mouth, but he wanted even more. Mister Jensen’s hands reached around the back of my head and grabbed my hair. I tried pushing him away with my free hand, but he kept his hands there. Now he controlled the pace. He controlled how far down I went. I hated when guys tried doing this, but I didn’t have much of a choice now. I was just starting to have fun, instead, now I was looking forward to this being over.

He pulled my head so far down that his cock entered my throat and made me gag. It made me cough and I pulled my head away from his cock.

I wiped the excess saliva from my mouth then said, “Stop that.”

“Do you want me to change your grade?”

Realizing my position, I answered by attaching my lips back to his cock. Once more his hands pulled me further down and I started to gag again.

“Just relax.” He ordered. “Relax your mouth. Let my cock slide into your throat. Trust me, once you learn how to do this the guys will really love you.”

I tried to relax, but it was still difficult to breathe. Plus, my eyes started to water up. I wanted to give up, but Mister Jensen didn’t let me. He forced his cock further and further into my throat. Soon my lips were near the base of his dick and I had no say about it.

“You’re such a slut.” He said as he fucked my throat. His words made me feel dirty, slutty and ridiculously turned on.

I couldn’t breathe, but that didn’t stop him, he kept pumping until his cock swelled and exploded in my mouth. The hot liquid shot into my throat, coating my mouth and tongue. His cum was bitter, sour, but delicious. I carefully made sure to not to lose a drop of him before I swallowed his load.

“I can’t believe I just gave you head.” I said with a smile after I started to catch my breath. I reached over to the dresser and grabbed the tissues to clean my lips.

“You did well. You’re one hell of a cock slut. It’s been a while since I’ve gotten a blowjob like that.” No longer did he sound like the strict teacher. His words were relaxed now.

“Thank you.” I smiled, very proud of my work.

“You can go home. I’ll change your grade now.” Mr Jensen said as he looked at me.

This is a scene from the second story. Make sure to read the first sneak preview also.

He made me a drink, then grabbed a beer for himself. The drink tasted great, but I wanted more. This felt too much like us just being friends. We talked in his kitchen like old friends. I complained again about my job and he offered to help me revamp my resume. He wanted to work on it right then. He even led me to his desk in his bedroom. That’s when I decided I had enough.

“I thought you wanted me?” I interrupted him. “I thought you were complaining about blue balls the other morning. Here I am.” I pointed at myself the way a Price Is Right model showed off a new car.

“I do.” Yet, he still leaned against the desk.

“Then?” I stood in front of him, pushed my tits out towards him, yet he still didn’t get the message.

“What?” He asked.

“I give up.” I left my post and stepped over to where he stood. “Kiss me.”

He wrapped his arms around me finally and pulled me close. My body pressed up against his and he kissed me. It was nice, but I needed more. I need the type of kiss that would sweep me off my feet and start a flood between my legs.

I pulled back. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“Yes.” He answered, he pulled me back and kissed me with a notch or two of passion. However, his hands stayed on my hips, afraid to venture anywhere else.

I didn’t know what to do. Kissing him was a bad idea. We should’ve stayed as just friends. Why did I get so drunk the other night. I should’ve stayed sober and avoided this whole mess. I wanted him to take me home, but I was stuck here. I felt like if I left, it would break his heart. I still wanted to be friends.

But even with this debate his cock grew against me, apparently it at least still wanted to be more than just friends. I didn’t want to give him blue balls again. Maybe I could just give him a blowjob, get it over with quick and then go home. It wouldn’t be my first time I got a guy off just so that he wouldn’t have that painful condition. Of course, those were times when I was in a relationship with the guy in question. But just giving him a blowjob seemed like a slutty thing to do. Of course, I had done much dirtier acts.

His rock hard cock now practically poked me in my stomach, yet he still didn’t make a move. I wanted him to rip off my clothes, push the papers off his desk and take me right there. I decided I would be the one to have to make this happen or we would stay in this position all night long. I decided to go down on him, then he’d take me home and tomorrow I would come up with a reason why we should be just friends.

My hand found the bulge in his pants and started to stroke it through the khaki fabric.

“Oh, Amy.” His eyes filled with lust. I thought about all of the times that he had been there for me, listening to me when I need someone. I couldn’t hurt him. This would be the least I could do to pay him back.

I kissed him, then kissed his neck, then lowered myself on to the edge of his bed, the perfect height right in front of him.

“Amy you don’t have to.” He looked down at me and I thought that he was going to pick me right back up.

“I want to.” I pulled him closer to me and I unzipped his pants. I slid my hand into his boxers and found his rock hard cock waiting for me, like I had done hundreds of times before with others. I felt his hard shaft, longer than many I had felt before. I pulled him out, impressed by his size. Size isn’t the end all, be all for me, but if I had known that he had a cock this size I would’ve made sure that we had done something like this several years ago. I stroked him and felt the length against my hands. For the first time, I felt some sort of wetness growing between my legs. I looked up at him, smiled, about ready to get ready to work.

“Are you sure?” He looked down at me, with an all too serious look.

“Stop asking that.” I said, refusing to looking up at him anymore, refusing to let him ruin my mood.

I held him in one hand, leaned forward in the chair and took him in my mouth. I took just his head at first between my lips, licking the tip with my tongue.

I slid my lips further down and took him further into my mouth. I couldn’t believe that it was him in my mouth. I slid my lips slowly up and down his shaft, enjoying the feel of his hard cock sliding between my wet, soft lips. We were such good friends, that we joked many times that we were like brother and sister. Now, I was enjoying giving him a blowjob.

I looked up at him, and caught him staring down at me. Watching my lips go up and down his cock, enjoying the view of my cleavage sneaking out of my dress. This time he didn’t say anything to ruin the mood.

I decided to show him a new trick that I had learned recently, hoping to make this a blowjob that he would remember for a long time.
I slid my lips further down his cock, as he filled my mouth and stretched into my throat. Carefully and unsure if I would be able to complete the task, I took him completely into my mouth, deep into my throat.

“Amy.” His voice weak.

I repeated the trick a few times, then returned back to a more traditional blowjob. However, the trick worked. His cock was rock hard and he pushed his body forward to match my movements. I knew that he was close, but now that I had done this, I didn’t want to stop.

“I’m going to…”

I wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft, not wanting to lose a drop of his cum.

He exploded into my mouth, shooting his hot, thick liquid into my throat. He tasted salty and I swallowed every ounce of him.

“I really enjoyed that.” He said when came out of his orgasmic state. “I’ve never had a blowjob like that.”

The soaking wet feeling evaporated when I saw who I would be sharing my stretch of bar with that night.

“Cindy was doing what?” Tara asked, the blonde that wore too much makeup and always had to be in the middle of every gossip session.

“She was on her knees,” Tina her partner in crime proudly that also plastered on too much makeup said, “giving Neil a blowjob in the storage room.”

I froze. I stood close enough to them that I heard it right, but I didn’t want to believe it.

“No shit.” Tara said.

I grabbed a stack of glasses and pretended like they needed to cleaned. I didn’t want them to think that I was listening to their conversation.

“Yup.” She grinned. “I went back their to grab some bottles and saw the two of them in there.”

“Did they see you?”

“Nope. I backed out of the room before either of them noticed me.”

“Are you sure it was her?”

My eyes were focused on the glasses in front of me, but I could feel their eyes on the back of my head.

“I couldn’t see her face, but I couldn’t miss her fake blonde hair fake tits.” They both laughed.

My cheeks turned red, my blood pressure rose, I wanted to say something. However, neither of them should’ve been the focus of my anger.

Neil hid in his office half of the night, when he came out, he skipped my corner of the bar. He never skipped an excuse to talk to me before. Instead, he headed straight towards Cindy. An empty feeling took over me, yet I didn’t show any emotion on my face. The fling was fun while it lasted. I knew it had to end some time, but I didn’t expect it to end so soon.

Neil avoided me until he had to talk to me. “I need you to go work the VIP room.”

“Sure.” I gave him a fake smile and finished the putting together a Long Island Ice Tea for a customer that didn’t need anymore drinks.

“What’s wrong?”

“Just feeling a little tired.” I turned away from him to give the customer his drink.

He moved closer and whispered into my ear. “ Well, if you get a second wind. I would love for you to meet me in my office after hours.”

“We’ll see.”

“What’s wrong Amy?” Nicole, the other bartender in the VIP room asked.

“Why does everyone keep asking me that?” I answered as I checked the bar, to make sure it had everything that I needed.

“Normally, you have a huge smile on your face when I see you.”

“Sorry, it’s been a tough day. Traffic was a nightmare on the way here and it just drained all of my energy.”

She moved closer and talked so that only I could hear. “Is it about Neil?” A week or so ago, late into a girl’s night out and after a few too many margaritas I told her about my fling with our boss.

“No, not at all.”

“I assume you heard.”

“Yeah.”

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay.”

“He’s an asshole.” She said, then looked around to make sure he wasn’t standing right behind us.

“Yeah, that’s for sure.” I laughed and a smile started creeping back up on my face. “I’m thinking that maybe I should just pretend I didn’t hear. I know that this is going to sound bad, but he invited me to his office after work tonight.”

“Amy, Amy, Amy.” She shook her head. “Don’t do that. Him and Cindy deserve each other. Neither of them know what it means to care about someone else.”

“But the sex.”

“There are plenty of other guys that would love to fuck you. Trust me.”

“How is my favorite redhead bartender?” Logan, one of the very good looking regulars stepped up to the bar.

“Speaking of the devil.” Nicole grinned, then walked away to help another customer that needed a drink.

“What’s she talking about?” He smiled, showing off what he said was his secret weapon at his sales job. I wondered about the secret weapon in his jeans.

“Don’t mind her.” I wanted to kick her, but she was now to far away. “The regular? Jack and coke?”

“Yes, please. How’s it going tonight?” He asked as I started to make his drink.

“It’s one of those days.”

“Rough one?” His eyes slid down to the cleavage flowing out of my tank top. I had to lean over to pick up the bottle of Jack, I may have stayed in that angle for his viewing pleasure for a few moments longer than I had too.

“Yeah.” I answered after I stood back up

“Make yourself a drink too. I’ll pay”

“Thanks, but we’re not allowed. If the boss man found out…never mind.” I looked around. Besides Nicole and I, the only other club employee in the room was Cindy. As usual, instead of working behind the bar, she put herself in the middle of the entertainment. She was busy flirting with two guys from the local professional baseball team. “You know, what a shot sounds good. What about one for me, you and Nicole?”

“Sure.”

“Lemon drops like usual?”

“Works for me.”

“Coming right up.” I said as I grabbed the vodka bottle.

“Here’s to my two favorite bartenders here.” He said as the three of us held our shot glasses a few moments later. We tapped glasses, poured the shot down our throats. The bitterness of the lemon, followed by the burn of the alcohol. I spotted Cindy watching us in between the thick crowd of people.

“He so wants you.” Nicole said as we watched him walk away.

“I wish.” I couldn’t help but checking out his ass until the next person that wanted a drink blocked my view.

“He does. I saw the way he was looking at you. Ask for his number. Go over to his place after work. He’ll wait up for you. You need to get laid.”

“For being the one that is supposed to be innocent,” I said as I wiped down the bar, “you might be the horniest of us all.”

“If I wasn’t engaged, I would be all over him.”

Every time I didn’t have a drink to make, my eyes looked around the room for him. I spotted him sitting on one of the couches. An overly tan blonde with big teeth and an extra low cut halter dress, I mean down to her belly low, sat next to him. However, as they talked, I kept catching him looking my direction even when his glass didn’t need a refill.

“If you don’t do something, he’s going to go home with her.”

“What do you want me to do? Run out there, drag him away from her so she can’t talk to him anymore.”

“How are you the single one? Do I have to tell you everything? Stop acting so shy.”

He danced with the tan blonde and I wished I was in her heels. She pushed her half naked body against him, grinding against him to the beat of the music coming from the speakers. The thin lace and mesh fabric started to cling to my wet lips as I imagined him dancing in my bed. “I need to get laid.”

“I know that feeling. I’ve got the bar covered, go over there, push her out of the way and get his number.”

“I owe you one.”

“Yes you do.” She smiled and pushed me out from behind the bar.

The bass from the music vibrated inside of me, but all I could hear was my heart pounding as I made my way across the room to him.

“He didn’t see me coming, but she did.”

She flashed me a dirty look, but I walked past her and straight to him. “Hey.”

“Hey.” His face said that he wasn’t sure what I was doing on this side of the bar.

“I need your help.”

“Sure.”

“Who the fuck are you?” The too tan blonde asked. I could see pale spots on her face that the tanning bed had missed.

“I work here.”

“I was dancing with him.”

“Yeah, I need his help or we’re going to run out of alcohol.”

“Don’t you have bar backs for that. Or a bouncer. Or something.” I started to recognize her, she worked at one of the other clubs in the area. A club that people drove past to get to here, yet we always had more people.

“Not in the VIP room and the bouncers are busy in the main room with some fight.”

“I’ll be right back.” Logan said.

No he won’t. I turned around and led him through the thick crowd.

“Thanks. I just need some help moving a keg so I can get to some bottles to refill the bar before we start running out.” I leaned against the swinging door with the “employees only” sign and looked around for anyone watching.

Nicole spotted me and mouthed, “I’ve got it covered.”

I smiled at her, then pushed the door open with my back and waved Logan in behind me.

My thong became swamp like as I hurried through the short hallway that led to the storage room.

I unlocked the door and we walked into the dark storage room, the only light came from an emergency exit sign. I looked around the room filled with glass bottles and silver kegs, imagining where the blowjob took place. I didn’t want to think about it, but I was jealous. I wished it had been me that got caught sucking his cock.

I turned around and looked at him. His eyes darted around the room. “Which keg?”

“There’s no keg that needs to be moved.” I leaned in and kissed his neck. I could taste his cologne.

“You’re crazy.” He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me closer. We kissed, his strong lips taking over.

“Just really horny.”

“I didn’t expect this from you.”

“I don’t know why everyone thinks I’m a good girl, but you wouldn’t believe my cravings for cock.” I slid my hand down from his neck, to his jeans. Already his erection started to form. My heart pounded, it felt like it would beat right out of my chest. “We just have to be quick.”

“No, I mean I thought you and Neil.”

“A. That was in the past. B. How did you know?”

“Cindy told me tonight.”

That bitch. She probably wanted to suck his cock too, however she wouldn’t get a chance this time until now. “Yours is the only cock I want tonight.”

“It’s all yours.”

“How about I go down on you now. Later tonight, you come over to my place and return the favor and we see what else happens.”

I didn’t wait for an answer. I slid down to my knees in front of him, kneeling so that his belt was right in front of my face. The hard cement floor didn’t feel good against my knees, but I thought of Cindy on her knees in the same room 24 hours earlier. I imagined what would happen if Neil walked in.

I undid his belt, then opened up his pants. They fell down to his ankles, even his leg muscles were well defined. My hands pulled down his boxers and freed his semi-erect cock, even half hard it looked strong.

Neil had a solid cock, thick and average length. However, it didn’t compare to Logan’s. He was thick and so very long. I slid my wet tongue up and down the bottom of his shaft, feeling his flesh. He was at least half a foot taller and some of that difference showed up in his cock too.

“I’ve starred at your lips, dreaming of having your red lips on my cock.”

“And to think, all this time I thought you were starring at my tits.”

“Them too.”

As I warmed up his cock, his powerful hands slid into my bra and cupped my tits. His strong hands were gentle with my sensitive nipples. I pulled down the tank top to my waist, then he slid the black straps off my shoulders. I pulled my tits out of the cups and looked up to see him smile. “At the bar, you make it hard to stop starring at your rack.”

“It’s not an accident.” I said as I rubbed his rock hard cock against the soft flesh of my tits.

He put his cock between my cleavage and pushed my tits together so that his cock partially disappeared between them. I moved my body up and down, so that he was titty fucking me but without lube it was just a tease for him.

My lips found the head of his cock and I was done teasing. I wrapped them around his head and slid him into my mouth, his hard cock pressing through my soft lips. I slid my lips down his shaft, his cock stretching my lips out, filling my mouth.

“What happens if we get caught back here?”

I pulled my lips back and his cock running through my lips made my knees weak. My panties were drenched. “Depends who catches us, probably I’d get fired.”

“Don’t worry about that, we could always used a redhead receptionist at my office.”

“Thanks for the offer, but I already did the boss thing…a couple of times and I don’t think I’ll do it again.”

I slid my lips up and down his cock in hurry, wanting to get him off before I really had to think about what would happen if we got caught. However, I soon found myself slowing down, taking my time my time, worshiping his cock with my lips and tongue. I explored every piece of flesh with my tongue and enjoyed every ridge with my lips. He held my shoulders, tighter when my lips or tongue hit a sensitive spot. When his head reached the entrance to my throat, I pulled my lips back.

I felt like one of the bar sluts. I wondered where else Cindy had given blowjobs in the club and to who else.

His right hand slid from my shoulder, to the back of my head. He simply rest it there at first, his fingers exploring my red hair, giving me goosebumps of pleasure. He was waiting to see if I would push it away. I didn’t.

He took over, controlling the pace and making me work harder, sliding my lips up and down him. It wasn’t just my panties that were wet now, now my jeans were damp between my legs.

He grabbed the back of my head, firmly and held me in place. He pushed his cock into my throat, I had a hard time breathing. He pushed it further and I started to gag. I coughed and he let go of me.

“Don’t stop.” I said when I caught my breath a second later.

This time he grabbed my head harder and pushed his cock into my mouth hard enough that it made my eyes water. Not only was I a bar slut, but I was a dirty slut willing to let him do whatever he wanted.

Instead of me giving him a blowjob now, he fucked my mouth, pushing his cock into my throat, seeing how long I could go before I started to shake my head and pushed back from him so that I could free myself from his dick.

“I want to fuck your cunt.”

“Later, after I get to work.” I leaned and took him in my mouth again, but before I could slide my lips past his rock hard tip, he pushed me off.

“Now.” He pulled me up, off of my knees.

“I want too, trust me. I would love to have you inside of me. I just don’t want to get caught. Just let me finish you off with my mouth real quick.”

“You got me going, I need more than just a blowjob.” He turned me and bent me over one of the kegs. His cock pushed against the thin fabric of my stretch pants. He rubbed it against me.

“God, I want you…I don’t have a condom, do you?”

“I don’t.” He grabbed the waist band pants and ripped them down to my ankles. He came back up and ran his fingers around the straps of my g-string. He slid his fingers underneath the tiny patch of fabric and into me.

“Oh.” I grabbed on to the edge of the metal barrel for support.

He plunged two fingers into me, sending them deep into me.

“Fuck me.” I pulled down g-string, then kicked it and my pants off so I could spread my legs further.

The tip of his bare cock rubbed against my lips and I let out another moan. I didn’t care if someone came through the door now. I didn’t care if someone caught us. All I cared about was his cock and having it inside of me.

He pushed the tip inside of me, pushing apart my wet lips with his thickness and into my hot, steamy slit.

He grabbed my hips and stabbed the cock inside of me. The force pushed me over and on to the keg.

He wound back, then fired deep inside of me again. The hard thrust made my body shake, I had to use all of my strength to stop myself from falling over.

“This is what I needed.” I said after his next hard thrust.

Neil never fucked me like this. Sweat poured off my forehead.

His next thrust made me forget about Neil. The thrust after that made me forget about Cindy. He fucked me as hard as he could, as fast as he could and I forgot about everything besides his hard cock plunging deep inside of me.

I bit my lip, forcing myself not to let anything out of my mouth beyond a muted moan. His thrusts made me want to scream.

I lost track of time, I forgot where I was.

I knew he was getting close when his thrusts started to get sloppy. “When you cum, I want you to explode on to my face.” The slut side of me took complete control of my actions and words.

His answer came in grunt form and he pulled out of my cunt.

I fell to my knees and immediately went to work on his cock with my mouth. I tasted my own juices, his pre-cum on his dick. My head bobbed up and down. I worked my lips as fast as I could around his cock. I wouldn’t have stopped then if someone walked in on us.

He pulled his dick away from me and at first I was mad. I wanted more of it. Then he stroked his cock, aiming it at my face and I knew that he was almost there.

“Are you sure you want me to?” His breathing was almost louder than his voice now.

“Yes.” I leaned my head back like a good slut, giving him plenty of skin to target his cum.

“It’s going to be a lot.” Seconds after he finished his sentence, thick globs of cum shot out of the tip of his cock. I closed my eyes as the first shot hit my forehead. I’ve had more than my fair share of facials but the first shot of cum still makes me jump. It’s always the hottest, largest shot of cum.

His next shot landed on my nose and right eye. Even with my eyes shut, his cum started to burn.

I felt so dirty, the cum sticking to my skin, covering so much of my face. I didn’t want to go back to work. I wanted to go back to his place so he could fuck everyone of my holes and fill me with cum.

“That was incredible.”

I smiled, proud of my work.

“I’m so sorry about the cum on your face.” He said as he pulled his pants and boxers back up.

“It’s okay. I’m glad you liked it.” I wanted to leave his cum on my face as a trophy, but as I opened my eyes and the last cum dripped out of his cock, I came back to reality. I looked up at him, with my one eye that I could see out of, and he was smiling, but I had to get back to work. If Neil found out, I would definitely lose my job.

I pulled my bar rag out of my back pocket and cleaned off my face. It wasn’t the cleanest rag, but at least I was able to get rid of the cum. “How do I look?” I asked as I pulled my bra straps back up and pushed my tits back into the cups. “I’ve been sweating all night, so I’m sure my make up was a mess even before this.”

“Good, except for the cum in your hair.”

“Where?” I grabbed the rag again and tried to pat the cum away.

“In the middle and on the side there.”

“Wow, that was a lot of cum.”

“I’m sorry about that.” He helped me off of my sore knees and to my feet.

“Definitely don’t be sorry. I liked it.”

“Here’s my card, it has my cell phone number on it. When do you get off?”

“Around three.”

“I’ll be awake.”