The bar is quiet tonight.
Dimly lit and filled with empty tables.
The crowd is thin and self focused.
The bartender looks tired as he pours my wine.
“Let me get that.” You say.
I didn’t hear your come up behind me, but I can feel you there now, you have a presence about you and I don’t want to turn around.
I’d rather drink in the scent of you, your cologne and with it something primal.
My nipples harden and rub against the fabric of my shirt as you’re speaking.
You sound like gravel and honey.
The wine is paid for and the bartender leaves us alone.
I’m lost in the scent of you when you step closer to me its intoxicating, it smells like man and sex.
Leaning over me you place a hand on the bar and lean casually against it, pressing yourself gently against me.
I close my eyes and enjoy the thrill going through my body.
I’m feeling a little wild tonight.
“You are so sexy.” You whisper into the hair behind my ear. “I want to see your hot body writhing beneath me..”
I breathe in sharply, a jolt of lust goes through me with every word making me feel wilder.
I’ve never been spoken to in such a way.
My blood begins to heat and my cheeks flush with lust.
As you speak you slide your hand softly up the back of my leg and find my lace panties. Slowly pulling them to the side you say “I want to know what sounds you make..” you slowly sink a finger into my tight little pussy that’s already slick with arousal and you slide into my warm wetness so easily.
I gasp at the feeling, it feels so good.
I push back onto your hand a little.
“You’re so fucking sexy.” You say again, lower this time your breath coming a little faster.
I can tell this is turning you on just as much as you’re turning me on and I start to think about your cock and exactly what I want to do with it.
You slide your fingers slowly out of me and I immediately feel their absence.
“Turn around and show me your beautiful face.” You say quietly.
I comply until I’m staring into your sensual bedroom eyes.
I drink in the sight of you as a fire spreads through me. I’m flushed as I stare openly at you, you are so handsome.
You smile the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen and I feel like melting into bed with you and never leaving it again.
You look like sex.
Like raw and heat and sweat.
“Thank you for paying for my glass of wine.” I say glancing around quickly to see if anyone had seen but the music is still playing and the rest of the bar is busy with their own conversations.
No one is looking.
No one can hear as you breathe in my ear
“What else can I pay for?”
This is a fantasy of mine but I don’t tell you. Tonight I’m for hire.
I let you think that it’s what I always do.
I move to a table in the corner knowing you’ll follow and you can smell my hot pussy as I sit down and open my legs for you.
“How big is your wallet” I ask, “is it as big as your hard cock fucking me in the toilets.”
My eyes hold a challenge.
You place a hand on my warm thigh.
I let my skirt ride up for you so you can see my Lacey panties.
You run your finger up and bahis firmaları down and over the lace.
I wriggle as you circle my clit through the thin fabric.
“You’re worth every dollar you want” you say in my ear as you slide the lace aside with your finger. “Take it all.”
The way you’re talking to me has made me so wet that your fingers are already covered in my warm flowing juices.
I moan as you slide two fingers inside of me.
I’m so turned on by you. Sexy stranger in a bar, gently finger fucking me under the table.
You slide a little closer.
Close enough to bury both your fingers inside my pussy.
Close enough to rub your thumb over my clit you whisper “Pretend it’s my tongue.
Move your hips and pretend you’re fucking my face. Pretend my tongue is sliding over your tasty little clit.”
I breathe in sharply as pleasure shoots through me. Your words make me want to push myself further onto your fingers.
I start to slide slightly back and worth, slowly fucking your hand under the table.
You can hear my breathing getting faster.
“You want to cum don’t you” you whisper in my ear, “cum for me baby, I’ll buy you anything you want. You’re so fucking sexy, if we were alone I’d slap your arse and pull your hair while I fuck you hard.”
I’m bucking my hips faster and faster.
“I need to cum” I say desperately “Please make me cum.”
“Yeah?” You ask. “Do you really really need to cum?”
“Please ” I beg “make me cum.”
You don’t say anything. Instead you slide three fingers deep inside my dripping pussy and I gasp at how good it feels.
You place your thumb just above my clit and start rocking your hand back and forth.
I feel like I’m going to explode as you rub your fingers over and over my g spot.
It’s too much it’s too good I can feel my orgasm building.
Your hand is starting to pull me back and forth im starting to gasp quietly as your fingers start to drag my orgasm out of me.
I couldn’t stop it if I tried, you are in control.
I can feel my pussy lips swelling as they heat up. I can feel my pussy getting hotter. It’s building and building, this fizzing firework deep inside me suddenly explodes into white light and wave after wave of blind pleasure.
My head falls back and you can see bliss on my face.
My muscles pull and squeeze and suck on your fingers I can feel them as my cumming pussy pulses around them.
“You want to cum too don’t you” I say, still breathless. “Maybe after another drink?”
I watch you walk to the bar with your cock rock hard in your pants.
I slide my wet knickers off and put them in my bag. “Thank you” I say as you hand me a drink. Your sexy smile tells me you know exactly what I’m thanking you for.
I run my fingernail down your thigh.
“Pretend I’m breathing hot air onto your cock, kissing it gently. Sucking on it softly.” I lick my lips and you can’t look away.
You shift forward so I can unzip your pants and pull your cock out under the table.
You’re desperate for my hands around your shaft, pumping fast and hard so you can cum. You nearly came in your pants when I came around your fingers.
When kaçak iddaa I melted into your hand.
You can smell me on your hand as you sip your drink and it makes your cock twitch.
You know how good I’ll taste.
I put my hands back in my lap.
You look at me confused. “I can be bossy too sometimes.” I say.
I step into the role that I’ve never really tried before but you don’t know that. You think this is what I’m paid for and the thought is thrilling.
I look at the huge bulge in your pants.
I see you looking but I don’t look away.
I want you to see me staring. I want you to watch me wanting to know what you taste like, I lick my lips.
“I bet you taste good.” I say, I still can’t look away. I don’t look back up until you lift my chin with your finger and kiss me quickly before anyone sees.
“You can boss me round all you like.” You say.
There’s a glint in my eye as I think of all the ways I could boss you around.
“Heads or tails” I say as I pull out a coin.
You’re surprised and intrigued.
“Heads.” You say as I pass it to you.
You flip it and we both watch it land on heads. “It looks like you win.”
“So it does.” You smile.
“And what have I won?”
It’s my turn to smile. “The choice of heads or tails.”
“Can I choose both?” You ask, unsure of exactly what’s on offer.
“Not until I’m done being bossy.”
You catch my little side smile. I’m teasing myself as I’m teasing you.
No one has noticed us in the dark corner where the air is warm with our breath.
No one sees my hand reach down the front of your pants and free your full erection under the table.
I rub my warm hands all over it then pump you slowly a few times.
You feel hot and hard and wrapped in velvet.
Your skin is so soft when I stroke it.
When I run my fingertips up and down the length of you.
I can feel you twitching, aching for me to take you in both hands and caress you.
Wanting me to slide my soft hands up and down the hardest part of you.
But I don’t.
I put your hand on your cock where my hand was and say “I’m going to get another drink. I will watch you from the bar to make sure you’re doing what you’re told.” I’m trying to sound bossy but my voice is husky. I’m trying to look stern but you can feel how passionate and heated I am.
“I want you to stroke your hard cock for me while I’m gone. I want to look over and see you pleasuring yourself while you watch me watching you.”
I’m looking into your eyes and you know I mean it. My cheeks are flushed and my hard nipples are pushing at the fabric of my shirt.
You promise to do what I say.
My thighs slide wetly against each other as I walk to the bar and order another drink.
The alcohol has made me bold.
While my drink is being poured I turn slowly to face you. I look hungry as I watch you pumping your cock discreetly under the table.
You catch my eye and I can see desire in your face. I can see naked lust and it’s powerful. I’m spellbound watching you.
I walk back with my drink unable to keep myself away from you.
We smell like arousal and it’s intoxicating.
I kaçak bahis feel your cock twitch as I speak.
When you pause I laugh low in my throat, I know how good this will be.
I know you know how hot this is.
You rub your knuckles against my arse as you unzip your fly and free your stiff cock.
With no panties in your way you hold it against my skin and firmly drag it up between my thighs.
I can feel you getting closer and it makes me wriggle, wanted so much to feel your smooth head of you pushing up into me. As far as you can go.
You use two fingers to open me like a flower, and use the others to guide your rock hard cock inside my wanting pussy.
The feeling of fullness, and pressure and friction makes hot blood rush down my body and chills kiss my skin for a second making me shiver with the pleasure of it.
I melt back into you and we stay still just to feel one another. You swelling inside me. Me holding your cock tight in a warm wet embrace.
Slowly you pull out and slide your slippery cock up and down my swollen clit sending sparks of raw lust through my body.
I can feel my muscles tightening, hungry for you. Wanting more.
You slide back inside me, the feeling of fullness is back and I can feel myself stretching to accommodate you.
Slowly begin to slide in and out. Tiny movements that no one will see.
I can feel you getting harder as you climb to your own orgasm.
I can feel mine building as you go a little faster. And deeper, til your at the molten core of me.
My breath is ragged and I want you to fuck me so hard.
I want you to slam into me, burying all of you in my dripping pussy.
But we’re in a bar with dim lights, we have to be stealth.
As if you can read my thoughts you start to grind your hips into me. Making small circles inside of me and it sends me over the edge.
Waves of pleasure wash over me again and again.
I don’t mean to let out the low moan as I cum, but nobody hears.
The background music is enough to cover the sound of me finding bliss at the same time as you.
I hear you moan and pant, reaching your peak as I am still pulsing around you.
I can feel you pumping your cum inside of me.
I can feel the warm liquid filling me and as your erection begins to subside it slides down my legs all sticky and warm.
My pulsing pussy is starting to slow and my knees are weak from the intensity of my orgasm.
You shudder as you pull out, you’re sensitive after cumming so hard.
I can hear your breathing slowing down and I tug my skirt back into place.
The lonely bartender appears with stacked crates just as your doing up your fly. He hasn’t seen a thing.
I’m sure no one saw a thing. We’d gotten away with it.
You take a step back and gently slip all your money down the back of my skirt.
Hidden in the waist band and stroking my full arse cheeks as I walk.
After leaving you while I freshen up I return to find you gone.
We were just strangers in a bar tonight.
Strangers who now wear the scent of each other.
Seeking and finding pleasure in each other’s bodies in the dim light.
I know I will think of this every time I caress myself, climbing and bursting around my own fingers.
I’ll think of you. I’ll think of being fucked by the sexiest stranger I’ve ever met.