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.

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.”

I wasn’t the only one. Three of the four of us had been on the receiving end, yet I was the only one who found it something other than gross, disgusting or an act done for the boyfriend. Of course, I was the only one willing to admit it, there may have been others that did like the act, just weren’t willing to say it.

The first time a guy cum on my face, it was by accident. I was going down on him and thought I had a little bit more time than I actually did. He exploded on to my face. I didn’t think it was gross, I didn’t think it was a turn on, more simply a funny accident. However, the look on his face said that he loved it.

A week or so later, I was sucking his cock and he was getting close. He asked me if he could come on my face and I let him. This time I held my face as a target for him. He coated my face with his hot, thick globs of cum. I loved the reaction on his face, I was neutral to the actual cum on me, other than the fact that I had to wash my face afterward.

Move down the line a bit and I would ask lovers to come on me and their reaction always turned me on. I was their slut, willing to let them cum on me. I didn’t find it humiliating or degrading (of course I didn’t want them telling anyone, but that’s another story), I just knew it turned them on and it made me feel special to do it for them.

Somewhere along the line I started to crave cum on my face. I didn’t just want them cum on me for their viewing pleasure, feeling their sperm splattered on to my soft skin turned me on just like it’s making my panties wet right now thinking about it. The way it impacts hard with my face, the heat of the liquid as it soaks into my skin, the way it feels as it cools and drips off. I don’t even mind it when they cum in my eye, get it in my hair or stain my shirt, it’s worth it.

Why I crave it like that, I don’t exactly know. But I do.

I figure next I should probably try to figure out why I like anal so much…maybe next time unless I have some juicy adventures to share.

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.”

Questions didn’t get much more inappropriate, but instead of being offended I had other feelings about Neil. He was cocky, a jerky and arrogant but I wanted to rip off my shirt and do more than just show him my tits. I wanted him inside of my mouth, deep inside of my pussy and penetrating my ass.

Blake, my boss at the restaurant was hot, but he didn’t make my pussy feel like this. Blake was awkward, unsure of himself and lacked the confidence that Neil possessed. I had fun with Blake, but I had a feeling that with Neil I could have a lot more than just fun.

“I think you saw my qualifications the other night.” I grinned as I leaned forward in my chair and pushed out my chest. My tight black tank top was low cut enough that it opened up the top of my cleavage for his examination, the pink lace of my bra peeking out teasing him. Two could play this game.

The interview started started the other night. My friend Kelly and I went out to a club. I met a good looking dark haired man in a button down shirt and a slacks, with fancy shoes that introduced himself as Neil. To impress me and Kelly, he said that he owned this club and a few other places in the area. I wasn’t too impressed, but I wasn’t going to say anything that would jeopardize the free drinks that he kept coming our way.

When it was time for the bar to close, Neil invited us and some of his friends back to his house to continue the drinking. I don’t remember much about his house, but I do remember a lot about his bedroom.

At some point I was laying on my back on his soft carpet, wearing only my red thong and heels. How I got to that point is still a little blurry, but I knew that I had already warned him that my panties weren’t coming off because neither of us had any condoms.

“Let’s make a deal.” Over the next few weeks, I was going to find out that it was one of his favorite lines.

“What’s that?”

“If you suck my cock, I’ll give you an interview.” He said as he stood over me, the bulge in his black boxer-briefs very obvious.

Once he found out that I was a bartender, he had spent a half hour telling me that I should come work for him, how much the bartenders took home there and how much the staff liked working for him. I’m not going to lie, the money sounded the best to me. Working at a coffee shop early in the mornings and spending the evenings at the restaurant trying to pay the bills was slowly killing me. I couldn’t keep up sixty plus hours a week for much longer and was looking for a job that would pay more for less hours.

However, I wasn’t sure if I wanted to work for him. He was good looking, but that’s about all that I knew about him. It promised better pay, but the two day jobs were reliable and I had no idea what I was getting into with him and the club.

“I don’t know.”

“Never sucked cock for a job before?” Any other time, any other guy that said that and I would’ve been offended.

“This will be a first.” I said as I got off of my back and sat up in front of him. I hadn’t even verbally agreed to his deal, but I was feeling so dirty and so turned on.

I slid my hand into the opening of his briefs and was greeted by his very hard cock. I couldn’t stop myself from smiling.

I pulled down his briefs and my grin got bigger. His rock hard cock. It wasn’t huge, probably just about average, but it felt powerful in my hands.

I sat up on my knees and looked up at him. My heart was pounding with excitement. He looked back down at me smiled.

I reached out with my tongue and felt the hard skin of his head. I ran my tongue around it, moving closer with my lips. I slid my lips across his head and took it into my mouth. I wanted this to be a blowjob that showed him exactly how talented I was.

I kept my eyes locked with his until I looked down and at the task in front of me. I slid my lips down his shaft. I imagined what my coworkers at my restaurant job would think if they knew that I was sucking his cock for work. I imagined what my new coworkers at the club would think. I had a feeling that I wasn’t the first girl that got on her knees for a bartending position.

I held his cock with one hand and raced my lips up and down his hard shaft. I loved the way the hardness felt against my wet, soft lips, the way it felt when his cock filled my mouth.

My head bounced up and down in front of him. The only time I stopped was to catch my breath or tease his balls with my tongue.

I wanted him to cum on my face. I wanted to show him how much I was willing to do for the job. However, he had another idea that he shared with me when he started to get close.

I had his cock in my hands, stroking it as fast as I could. I had it aimed at my face. He interrupted me and pushed my hands out of the way.

His hands groped and squeezed my chest. “I loved the way your boobs looked in that shirt tonight. I couldn’t stop starring at them.” It was the halter top that I wore when I wanted attention. It was low cut, cutting almost past my tits. Plus, I didn’t have to wear a bra with it and it tended to make heads turn.

He put his cock between my tits and used my hands to hold them together. I felt the hard shaft thrust between my soft mounds of flesh. From the look on his face, I knew it wasn’t going to be long.

Suddenly, he pulled back and his cock opened up. I held my tits like a target for him as he coated them with his warm, thick globs of cum. A river of cum flowed between my tits and down my belly. Shots of cum were dripping all over my tits.

I looked up at him and smiled. “So how do you like my qualifications?”

“I think I need to see more.” He said as he got up and pushed his chair out of the way.

My heart started pounding as he walked around the desk to me. I had that dirty, slutty feeling coming back and I loved it. I forgot about my fears of starting a new job as he got closer. My only fear now was that someone would come to his office looking for him.

He pulled me out of the chair and pushed me against his desk. I held on to it, almost afraid that he was going to push it over as he attacked me with his lips and hands.

As he pulled off my tank top, I imagined the scene being filmed for a training video on how not to do an interview.

I took off my bra and even though I was still half dressed, I felt completely naked. I was a little bit scared. I worried that someone would walk in or maybe even that he was video tapping the scene with a hidden camera. But more, I was worried about letting him hold my future in his hands. The promise of a high paying job kept me going, but I worried that at any second it would all fall apart.

That went all to the back of my mind when he pushed my jeans halfway down my thighs and slid two fingers inside of me. I let out a moan that got even louder as he pushed his fingers deeper inside of me and his mouth teased my nipples.

It was all happening so fast. He was pulling off my jeans completely and I pushed my leopard print thong to the ground. A year ago, I happily had a full time office job, even though it was low paying, it was in an industry related to my degree. Then I got laid off and had to work my ass off to make ends meet. Then I met Neil and he could give me the job I needed, one that would allow me to pay my bills on time and maybe even go back to school to get a graduate degree. I didn’t mind fucking him, but it did bother me that I was fucking him for work. I had fucked lots of my bosses before, but this was very different.

He pulled a condom out of his desk. Later on I wondered why he kept condoms in his desk, but right then I was glad to see him rolling the latex down his shaft.

He pulled me to the edge of the desk and pushed my legs apart. He gently pushed himself into me and started to go deeper and deeper inside of me.

He fucked me slowly at first, but was soon pounding my pussy. The only sounds were our breathing and the impacts of our skin with each hard thrust. I was enjoying it, but couldn’t get the doubts out of my mind. He was doing wonders between my legs, fucking me with power and with style that drove me wild.

I had called in sick to the restaurant job so that I could come here tonight. I thought about going back tomorrow like nothing happened, not to give them my two weeks like I had originally planned.

He pushed my legs back and I held them so that he could have deeper access to me. He pulled all the way back, then buried himself as far into me as he could. He went harder and harder, moving the desk and making my whole body shake with each thrust.

I was enjoying it, it felt amazing, but I wasn’t into it. My mind was racing. He was able to sense that. “Do you want to try anything else?”

“Like what?”

“The other night you mentioned that you like it in your ass.”

“I did?”

“Yeah.”

“I was pretty drunk that night.”

“So?”

I still needed more, I needed more to forget about my doubts. “Have you ever fucked one of your interviewees in the ass?”

“Nope.”

Do you think it might be a good way to guarantee me the job.”

“Oh yeah.”

“I think you should fuck my ass then. I have a bottle of lubricant in my purse.” There weren’t many more limits to pass now. I couldn’t tell if this was a new low or high for me.

He took it out and handed the bottle to me. Half of me felt like a hooker as I poured it on to his cock and rubbed it all over his shaft. The other half of me was enjoying it.

I handed the bottle back to him and bent over his desk. He pushed apart my ass cheeks and poured the cold lube on to my asshole. The coldness didn’t feel so good, but feeling his finger rub it into my ass made me knees go weak.

Soon his rock hard cock replaced his fingers. I felt it push against me, then penetrate my asshole. He pushed himself in me gently and with his cock completely inside of me I started to forget about my worries and doubts. It wasn’t the anal sex that made me feel comfortable about working for him, I just decided to let myself see where it went.

As he was pounding my asshole, I decided that at the very least it was going to be a job with a lot of benefits. I held on to the edge of the desk as he fucked me so hard that I thought he was going to push me right over to the other side.

It would come with at least some really good sex. After seeing how busy it was on a Wednesday, I knew that I could make a lot of money there.

When my legs started to get tired, he flipped me on to my back on his desk. He pushed my legs back again and quickly found my asshole.

My hand found my clit and soon I was rubbing circles around it as he thrust deep into my asshole. With the cooperation of my mind, he was able to almost easily bring me to a climax within just a few minutes. It was the kind of climax that made me fall back on his desk and shake as the pleasure filled me.

Before I was done cuming, he crossed over to the edge too. He let out some animal sounding grunts and pushed deep inside of me one last time.

We stood motionless on his desk, his cock still several inches inside of me until he said, “You’re hired.”

As we got dressed, he felt like a boss again, telling me what I was going to do that night. Who was going to train me and what to expect. I was listening, but all I could concentrate on was how good his cock had felt inside of me and that I wished he had cum inside of me without a condom.

I still had a few doubts, but after working a shift, I went to my other jobs and put in my two weeks. It was either a really good idea, or a bad one. Either way, I think I’m going to have some more adventures to share and hopefully more time to write about them.

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My heart was pounding as I knocked on his apartment door. We had never said a word to each other, even though we had exchanged hundreds of text messages over the previous seven days.

“Hello.” Were his first words to me. He gave me a smile and I knew that I had nothing to worry about.

“Hi.” He was hotter in person then the pictures that I saw on Facebook. So hot that I didn’t know what to say to him.

“Do you want anything to drink? Beer, wine or water?”

“I’m good.” I couldn’t believe that I was talking to the guy that I had told some of my naughtiest secrets and desires. When I was sending the text messages, it didn’t seem real. Now it did.

I was a little nervous because I didn’t know what to do. Luckily, he did. I followed him into the room living. He sat on the couch and pulled me on top of him. I straddled his lap and I couldn’t believe that I was touch his body. We had said a lot of dirty texts, I wondered if it was all just chit chat or if it was real. He proved with his lips that it was real.

His kiss set of a fire of desire inside of me. That fire increased as his hands explored my body, especially when his hands caressed my ass or fondled my tits.

I was barely in his apartment for five minutes before he started to unbutton my work shirt. “I’m sorry I smell like the restaurant.”

“Don’t worry. You smell fucking hot, I don’t smell any food or grease.”

He threw shirt on the floor and the black tank top that I was wearing underneath it soon found a similar spot on the carpet.

I still had on my black satin and lace bra, but that didn’t stop him from pulling me closer to him so that his face was buried between my cleavage.

Of course, it wasn’t long before he was unhooking my bra and taking it off. He threw it behind me and his mouth found my nipples. He went back and forth sucking on them, teasing them with his tongue as he fondled me with his hands. I was so turned on that soft moans started to escape from my mouth. This was going better than I had imagined.

I felt his cock against me and even through his jeans I could tell he was rock hard. I couldn’t resist rubbing myself against him as we made out. I felt so hot, like an exotic dancer giving a very private dance.

He took his shirt off and he had a nice body, but what I really wanted was for his jeans to come off. However, he pushed my hands away when I started to undo his belt. “I want to do more than just this.” I said with a disappointed frown.

“Not yet. Turn around.”

I stood up and felt his eyes examining my ass. I was glad I had worn the pair of tight stretch pants that really showed off the curve of my ass.

He pulled me on to his lap and I felt like his own private dancer as I started to rub my ass against the hard mound in his jeans. It was the most fun I had with my pants on in a very long time.

His hands focused on my tits first, but soon one of his hands found it’s way between my legs. I could feel everything through the thin fabric of my pants and the even thinner fabric of my thong. It felt almost like I was getting fingered.

The lap dance was fun, but we both wanted more. He peeled off my pants and pulled them with my panties to the floor.

I closed my eyes as he kissed the bare skin on my back. His kisses went further down, first he kissed my ass cheeks, then pushed them apart so that he could kiss my asshole. I almost jumped away because I was surprised, but at the same time turned on. It was only a brief kiss, but his lips felt good against my sensitive asshole. “You weren’t kidding about the ass licking?”

“You said that no guy has licked your ass. I want to be the first, especially now after seeing how good your ass looks.”

I’ve had men focus on my ass before, but that was always with their hard cocks. This was new territory.

“Bend over.”

I leaned over on to his coffee table and felt him behind me. First he slid one hand between my legs and I felt his fingers against my pussy. He teased my lips, but soon focused on my clit. Then I felt his wet tongue against my asshole. It made me weak in the knees because it felt so good.

We ended up with me bent over the arm of his couch with him on his knees behind me. This wasn’t his first time licking a girl’s ass. He knew what he was doing with his tongue as he ran it around and across my asshole.

It felt different then when guys have gone down on my pussy, but just as good. The only thing that felt better was when he started to finger my asshole and work my clit at the same time. He did it with increasing force until he started to shake my body with each thrust of his fingers. I reacted by moaning louder and louder. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have my body worked like this.

He brought me to an orgasm before I had even been in his apartment for fifteen minutes. It wasn’t a weak orgasm either. It was one of those orgasms that made me moan and whimper. I lost control has his fingers worked me, I forgot about everything in the world as the pleasure flooded my body.

“Wow.” I giggled as my orgasm faded away.

“You have the perfect ass.”

“Thank you.”

“I think it’s my turn now.”

“What would you like?”

“Suck my cock.” He said as he pushed his jeans and boxers down to his ankles.

I got on my knees in front of him and tried to give him an unforgettable orgasm. However, I was still distracted from what he had done to my ass. I could still feel his finger in my ass and the way his tongue felt against my asshole. I was just going through the motions as my lips went up and down on his cock and my head bobbed up and down I front of him. However, he didn’t seem to have any complaints, he was already thinking about what we could do next.

“I think it’s time that you ride my cock.”

“I like you’re thinking.” I said with a naughty smile as I climbed off of my knees and on to his lap. As we kissed I could feel his rock hard cock pressed up against my stomach.

I lifted my body up and felt his cock against my lips. Slowly I moved my body down and his cock penetrated me. I felt the temperature in the room jump ten degrees as his cock filled me.

I may have not been to into giving him a blowjob, but I was in the mood to ride his cock like it might be the last that I ever get. I went slow at first, but soon I was bouncing up and down on his cock.

His focus was on my tits and each touch turned me on more and more. He caressed them with his hands, squeezed them until it hurt and teased my nipples with his tongue.

Then his hands found my ass, first just holding it his hands while I bounced up and down on it. Then I felt him slide a finger towards my asshole. I let out a moan loud enough for my neighbors to hear as he slid his finger into me.

“Do you really like having your ass fucked or was that just talk?”

“It wasn’t just talk.” My naughty grin got even bigger. I felt like I could by myself with him. I didn’t have to act shy or innocent, I was allowed to be a slut.

“Alright then, turn around.”

I didn’t want to let go off his cock, but I was looking forward to what was going to happen next. I slid off of him, then turned around so that I was facing away from him.

“I could stare at your ass every day.” He said as he guided my ass into position over his cock.

“I don’t think I would mind that.”

“Do you need any lube or anything?”

“I think with all of the fingering and your licking, I’m ready for just about everything.”

“You’re my kind of chick.”

I felt his cock find the entrance to my asshole then I leaned back. Slowly I felt his cock penetrate my asshole. Almost easily he pushed inside of me.

“Oh yeah.” We both moaned at almost the same time.

Slowly, I moved my ass up and down on him, feeling every inch of his cock moving inside of me, sliding through my asshole over and over.

Again his hands found my boobs. He held on to them as I rode his cock, but it didn’t compare to the next target his hands found. He found my clit and my soft moaning, became louder and louder.

It felt so good that I forgot about riding up and down on his cock. Soon, I couldn’t even sit up straight. I fell back as his fingers rapidly rubbed my clit.

His fingers worked my clit like a talented artist until my moaning stopped. I bit my lip and everything in the room went silent. I closed my eyes and felt the unbelievable pleasure fill me. Feeling his cock in my ass and his fingers working my clit so perfectly overwhelmed me.

I forgot where I was until his fingers stopped and he gave me a second to catch my breath. Just a second. “I think it’s time we switch positions. Why don’t you bend over so I can pound your ass now?”

“Okay.” I said softly, still not recovered from my orgasm.

I turned around and bent over the couch and he got into position standing behind me. Anytime I get fucked from behind it makes me feel like a slut, but I barely knew him and it made me feel even more slutty. I was his sex toy and I was enjoying every second of it.

He didn’t start off slow, instantly he was pounding my ass as hard as he could. There was a loud smack of flesh against flesh as he thrust hard into me. The only other sound was my moans filling his apartment.

He didn’t hold anything back. He used all of his power to drill my ass. My head was buried into the cushions and kept getting pushed further.

Then all of sudden he grunted, “Oh fuck.”

I felt him pull out of my asshole and seconds later I felt cum splatter on to my back. Load after load coated my back for what seemed like minutes, not just seconds. I could feel cum from my shoulders to the crack of my ass.

“Did you like that?” He said after the last drops of cum had flowed out of him.

“Oh yeah.”

“I think we should get together again sometime soon.”

“I think that’s a good idea.”

Driving over to Darren’s house, thoughts of him naked on top of me were all of that I could think about. I knew exactly where I wanted to be when this New Year’s Eve celebration ended for the night.

I met Darren about a week before New Years. He walked into the restaurant one night and our eyes instantly locked. He was out of my league with looks that belonged in a photo shoot and even with his suit on, I could tell that he spent a lot of time in the gym. Before he left, we exchanged numbers. Over the next few days, our conversation went from innocent flirting to me texting him “I want to suck your cock.” It probably wasn’t going to turn into a long term relationship, but I was ready to have some fun.

Then I met his best friend, Heath. As I shook his hand, my goals changed for the night. Heath was just as good looking with just as much of a mouth watering body. As I danced between them at the night club, I imagined being naked between them later that night.

However, I wasn’t so sure that Heath was into me. Any chance he got, he would dance away from me and to an exotic looking slut in a black and sparkly dress. on the dance floor. I couldn’t blame him, she was hot and more in his league. Plus, I’m sure that Darren had already claimed me, but I wasn’t going to let them play that game.

Before midnight, we went to Heath’s condo. He lives in one of the high rise apartments, with a great view of the city and the fireworks that would go off at midnight. It was while we were there, that I decided he wanted me. Darren was in the bathroom and Heath and I were talking in the kitchen. With one look, I knew he wanted me. His eyes were filled with lust and they weren’t looking at my face as we talked.

As midnight got closer, we moved out to the balcony. I knew that they both wanted me, I wanted them both, but I was afraid Heath was going to disappear before I had a chance to make my move. As we stood out on the balcony, admiring the lights from the city, I thought about my move.

When I was in college, this part was always so much easier. Usually by now, I’d be wasted and have no inhibitions what so ever. Unfortunately, that often led to bad sex with guys that didn’t look nearly as hot the next morning. Plus, I didn’t remember half of the night whether it was good or bad.

I had a few drinks that night, but my inhibitions were in full effect. I had said some pretty slutty things to Darren via text, but in person, with both of them standing there, my tongue was tied. I knew that if I didn’t say anything, I would probably end up going back to Darren’s apartment later that night, the sex would be good, but I was craving more than just what he could give me.

Midnight hit and my opportunity looked like it was going to disappear. Heath got a text, then announced that Kayla, the chick he was dancing with at the night club had texted him. He wanted us to go meet her and her friends at another night club.

Luckily, we had just poured another round of drinks and the fireworks were still lighting up the sky, so I had a few more minutes. However, my tongue stayed tied. Believe it or not, I’m an introvert and right then I was worried that my shyness was going to keep me from having the night that I was fantasizing.

Then I took one more sip and finally let what I was thinking leave my mouth. “I’m feeling kind of tired.” I tried to sound like vixen, but they misinterpreted me.

“Really?” Darren sounded a little annoyed. “You want to go home?”

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind.” A small, but naughty grin appeared on my lips. I leaned back against the railing and slid my fingers across my chest, opening up the neck of my gray dress to give them a peek at my orange and gray bra. The dress was already showing off my curves with it’s tight fabric and low cut, but this got their attention.

For a moment, neither of them said a thing. They just looked at me. I felt awkward trying to be the vixen and I felt really awkward when they just starred at me.

Then Darren broke the silence. “What did you have in mind?”

“I’m so horny.” The words came out of my mouth slow at first, but then they started to flow quickly. “I might need both of you to satisfy me tonight.”

They looked at each other. Heath was looking for Darren’s permission. “I’m interested,” Darren answered me.

I could myself getting turned on, my heart was pounding hard and my thong started to get damp. I imagined them using me all night long, but I wanted to do more than that. Suddenly, I was in control and I wasn’t ready to give it up like I usually did in situations like this. I knew what I wanted and I was going to get it. “I was thinking that I should maybe get on my knees right here and show you what I can do with my mouth.” I didn’t even sound like myself. I felt so confident, so sexy.

“I think that’s a good plan.” Heath said while Darren shook his head yes.

“But, if I do that, I want to know that I’ll get repaid for my efforts.”

“I can promise you that you’ll get repaid.” Darren smiled.

“And what do you think?” I asked Heath.

“That’s fair.”

“I was hoping you would say that.” I looked around the balcony. We were on the twelfth floor and it was on one of the tallest buildings for a few blocks, but it was one of the balconies that was open besides the metal railings.

“Maybe we should move inside?” Heath suggested.

“I like it right here. Maybe a towel for my knees?”

Heath ran into his apartment and I looked around some more. It’s no secret that I’m a bit of an exhibitionist, but this was far more open than any other place that I’d done anything similar. We were out in the open and part of me was really turned on. There was probably no one that could see us and what would they do if they could? The other part of me was scared to death. Luckily, the horny part of me won.

Heath handed me the towel and I laid it down by my feet. I felt like a professional as I got on my knees and looked up at them. I licked my lips and invited them to come closer.

I felt so slutty as they pulled down their zippers for me. I’m sure that I wasn’t the only girl that was on her knees right about then, but here I was with two men in front me…again. I don’t know what it is, I know one man can satisfy me, but there’s something about having two men (or sometimes more) that turns me on more than almost anything else.

I reached up and into their pants. I found two semi-hard cocks and pulled them out and into the open air. Both were above average, Darren more on the thick side while Heath was on the long side. I felt like I had just opened two very amazing presents.

I wrapped my hands around both of them and looked up at them. They both looked nervous, like at any second I would change my mind. Then I showed them that I wasn’t going anywhere. I licked the heads of their cocks, giving them each a few moments of attention before switching back to the other.

Soon, I had two very rock hard cocks for me to play with. I licked up and down their cocks, feeling their hardness against my soft tongue. I took Darren’s head in my mouth, then repeated the same process with Heath. I went back and forth, going further down on them each time, keeping my lips wrapped around their hard cocks longer each time. I looked up and now they both grinned back at me.

This was better than I could’ve imagined. This was exactly where I wanted to be. I felt like the slut I loved being and didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.

I took a moment to catch my breath and said, “You don’t have to be afraid to touch me.” I wanted their hands all over me, violating me and that’s exactly what they gave me.

Darren didn’t hesitate to open up the neck of my dress further, exposing all of the cups of my lace bra. I pulled my tits out of my bra and I felt hands from both of them attack my tits. I was groped and my nipples were pinched. It turned me on even more.

My lips were racing up and down their cocks now. Heath was grabbing the back of my head, holding it their so he could force his cock into my mouth. I was gagging and my eyes were starting to water. I had to push him back a couple of times so that I could catch my breath, however I loved it and made Darren do the same.

“I’m getting close.” Darren said softly a few moments later.

I pulled my lips back and wiped the saliva from them. “I think it’s my turn then.”

“Just give me a couple more seconds and you’ll make me cum.” Darren pleaded.

“Not yet.” I felt like such a tease, I knew they both had to be ready to explode. But I didn’t want them to cum just yet. I wanted to keep them on the edge for a lot longer. The night was already intense, but I didn’t want to lose that feeling.

“You’re cruel.” Darren said with a smile.

“I’ll make it up both of you.”

“I’m sure you will.” Darren said.

“Want to move to the bedroom?” They helped me off of my knees, then I led them to the bedroom. I had never felt so in control before and I don’t think I’ve ever enjoyed a threesome so much and we really hadn’t even done anything yet.

I sat on the middle of the bed, my legs were crossed but I knew that they could both see up my very short dress and to my lace thong. Their eyes exploded my body, following each curve.

“Who wants to go down on me first?” I had never been so demanding before. I expected them to tell me they had other plans, but instead Heath stepped forward instead.

He climbed on to the bed by my feet and I unwrapped my legs. I pulled up my dress as he positioned himself between my legs. I felt his fingers press against me and the soft fabric of my thong push against the sensitive skin between my legs. The material was literally soaked.

I pushed the sides of the thong down a few inches, then he pulled them off completely. His fingers soon appeared where the thong had been. He slid them gently between my lips, exploring just below the surface and feeling just how wet I was. Then he found my clit and I started to feel my whole body go weak.

I laid down on my back and spread my legs further for him. His tongue replaced his fingers on my clit and I let out a soft moan. I closed my eyes and paid close attention to every movement of his tongue. He was delicate at first, but as my moans grew louder, he used more power and more speed to massage my clit.

I opened my eyes and looked at Darren watching me. He was stroking his cock gently, admiring the show. “I think it’s your turn.”

Without any questions or complaints, Darren and Heath switched positions.

“And why don’t you come a little closer.” I opened my mouth and invited Heath to come closer with my fingers. “Unless you think that you’re going to cum.”

“Not yet.” He said as he got back on to the bed and knelt right in front of my head.

“Good.” He moved closer and I eagerly took it with my mouth again.

It was a little awkward laying on my back and me trying to give him a blowjob, I was stroking him with my hands more than I was using my mouth. I decided to let him take over. “Fuck my mouth.” And he gave me exactly what I wanted. His cock sliding between my lips felt so good. He felt so powerful and I felt so slutty.

And it was a little awkward at first with Darren between my legs, but as soon as he found his routine, he had me right back to the same spot.

I closed my eyes and felt the motions of Heath’s cock and Darren’s tongue. The combination was incredible. Then Heath reached down and started playing with my tits. He caressed them and squeezed them. My tits are always sensitive, but this felt unreal because it felt so good. Even though my moans were muffled by Heath’s cock, they were loud.

It wasn’t long before I started to get close. My body started to lose control of my body, sexual energy was filling me completely. I pushed Heath’s cock away from my mouth and let out an extremely loud moan, almost like a cry. My body became tense and the orgasm filled me.

I think most women would’ve been happy with just that. However, I was still craving more. I opened my eyes and saw both of them looking at me, both of them rock hard. “Are there any condoms?”

Both of them answered yeah and soon their was a small pile of them on the bed. “Why don’t you put one of those on, while I get my clothes out of the way.” I said to Darren.

I pulled off my dress and took off my bra, then kicked my heels off. I didn’t do it in a slow, strip tease sort of way, but I still had their full attention.

I felt so naked on the bed and liked the way they were looking at me, but I wanted to see them naked too. “You guys should both do the same.”

I wasn’t disappointed by either of them. They both had toned bodies and with well defined muscles. I like muscles and good looks, but it’s not everything that I look for, except when I’m naked with two rock hard guys.

“Are you ready?”

“I’ve been ready all night.”

I laid down on my back again and opened my legs for Darren. I looked up at Heath and said, “Don’t worry you’ll get a turn too.”

Heath climbed on top of me and pushed my legs further open with his legs. I felt so slutty, I knew that most girls didn’t crave getting fucked by two men like this, but I did and this was better than anything I had ever done with two guys.

I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips, then he pushed into my wetness. He was thick and I could feel him spreading open my legs as he pushed himself into me. He went slow for maybe a minute, then he picked up the pace and pounded my pussy. The bed shook, my body shook and I loved feeling his hard thrusts impacting with me.

After a few minutes, we switched positions and I got to be in control. I like being on top, it’s one of my favorite positions, but this felt better than any other time. I took my time, feeling his cock inside of me, moving around as I moved my hips. Then I found a spot, the spot. I started bouncing up and down on his cock on the verge of bouncing right off of him. I was breathing hard. I was sweating. This was my kind of workout. I was moaning loud every time I felt his cock push into me.

He was caressing my tits. “Squeeze them hard.” I ordered as I slowed down and focused on that spot.

Almost instantly, I felt myself getting close again. Almost too easily, I reached another orgasm. It wasn’t as powerful as the first one, but I was moaning loud enough that his neighbors had to know what was going on in this bedroom.

“Did you cum?”

“Not yet.”

“Good, let Heath have a turn.” I said as I rolled off of him.

Darren got out of the way without any complaints and I smiled to myself.

I laid on my back again, legs wide open waiting like a good slut for Heath to put on a condom.

Once he did, he climbed on top of me and didn’t waste anytime finding my soaking wet opening. I’ll admit, that I was just going through the motions at first. I was extremely satisfied and now I just wanted to get them off.

But when he started fucking me hard, thrusting deep inside of me as quick as he could, I changed my mind. I wasn’t ready for this night to be over. I got back into, moving my body with his, feeling his rhythm as he fucked me.

It felt good, but the slut inside of me wanted more again. I wanted to feel Darren in my mouth. “Take off the condom and come closer.”

He did and I attached my lips to him, tasting the left over flavors from the condom. Normally, I hated that taste, but right then it turned me on.

When I started sliding my lips up his cock again, I started to crave for him to cum on my face. It was still awkward sucking a cock from my back, but this time I gave it everything I had.

Between my legs, Heath was still giving me everything that he could. It didn’t make sucking Darren any easier, but it felt so good.

I could’ve stayed in that position for the rest of the night and we did stay like that for a long time until Heath suddenly slowed down. I knew what he was going to say even before he could say it. “Take off the condom and cum on me.”

Almost instantly, he pulled out of me and took off the condom.

“When you’re ready, do the same thing.” I looked up at Darren.

Heath’s cock was rock hard, his head looking like it couldn’t get any bigger. He stroked it for a few moments, then I felt the cum spray on to me even before I saw it coming out of him. It landed all over my tits and coated my stomach.

I only had a few seconds to enjoy it before there was more cum. Darren pulled out of my mouth and took aim at my face. I was overwhelmed by all of the cum. I closed my eyes and felt it splatter all over my face. It was loads and loads of cum that covered my lips and ran all over my cheeks. There wasn’t much of my face that didn’t have cum. There wasn’t much of me that wasn’t covered in cum and I was proud of my hard work, amazed how the night turned and couldn’t wait to do it again.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I have a question.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Did he fuck you?”

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

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

“Yes, but…”

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

“He was wearing a condom.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“There will always be time for you.”

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

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

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

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

“Cum inside of my ass.”

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

“Yes, baby. Yes.”

“What will you do?”

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

“That’s the right answer.”

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

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

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

“I meant what I said.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I really should go.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I don’t think so.”

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

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

“Yes?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s your name?” Steve asked.

“Amy.”

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

They disappeared into the side alley before I could answer.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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