Night out

She looked across the bar as she entered. There was a spot in the corner that had a few empty seats. Her body swayed across the floor to the beat pulsing out of the speakers above her. This looked like as good as any place to find what she was looking for.

Walking up to the bar, she sneaked a glance around at the other patrons. Most looked to be upper class men dressed in suits, their ties still on but loosened at the collar. She was searching for something, but she couldn’t quite place her finger on it.

“Hi there.”

A shiver traveled down her spine. The voice had the sex appeal a porn star would love to have.

She looked behind her to see the man behind the voice. He was an attractive man. His raven hair looked touselled as if he just ran his hands through it and called it good. His piercing blue eyes demanded her to not look away. He stood just over her five foot seven frame.

“Hi.”

She tried to say more but words caught in her throat but he didn’t seem to mind. She watched as her gaze traveled down her body pausing slightly at the size C mounds beneath the sheer material of her dress. His gaze followed down over her shapely thighs and calves to her freshly painted red toes. A smile of appreciation slowly covered his face.

“What brings you to a place like this?”

“Maybe I’m looking for something.”

“Oh yeah? What are you looking for?”

His voice had her body reacting in ways that she couldn’t fully explain. She sat down on one of the bar stools and crossed her legs. She could feel the throbbing between them as she chanced a look again at the handsome stranger.

“I’m looking for some attention.”

Could she really do this? It was her first time after all.

“What kind of attention?”

His body language was telling her he was interested.

“Well, I’m married.”

She held up her left hand showing him her wedding ring and watch his face to see if this made a difference to him but nothing changed his lustful look.

“And…?”

It really must not bother him, she thought and went on.

“And I’m not getting the attention I need at home. So I’m hoping to find some elsewhere.”

She did it!

Now to see if he was interested.

“Well, I don’t know why you would need to go find you some attention, when you should have it waiting at home. But I think I can help you out with your little problem.”

His hand moved to rest on her thigh and began to inch its way up.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“Sure, I’ll have a Cosmopolitan.”

“A sophisticated lady. I like that in a female.”

He ordered a beer and they made some small talk but his hand had not left her thigh and was gently drawing circles on her exposed skin, pushing the material further up her thigh.

“So what do you say about me helping you with that attention you need?”

She smiled. The first sincere one since entering the bar.

“That sounds like a great idea.”


They pulled up to a motel with a sign flashing ‘vacancy’. He cut the ignition before turning to face her.

“I hope you don’t mind, I’m just in town for some business so I don’t have a fancy home to take you too.”

After they left the bar she felt more empowered, more in control of what was happening.

“Darling, I got a man with a home. All I want is your cock.”

His eyes widened, but only a little before a broad smile lifted the corner of his mouth.

“Well I think I can handle that just fine.”

She reached across the seat and pulled his head toward her.

“What do you say we get in to that room of yours?”

Without waiting for the door to completely shut, he turned on her. His mouth fell on hers with a crushing kiss. He didn’t let her catch her breath until he had her body squirming against his. He pinned her body between his and the door. His hands held her head still as he plunged his tongue again and again into her mouth. She matched his as she felt pressure building inside her.

She reached up to grab a handful of his hair but he stopped her by grabbing her wrist and holding it above her body. His other hand moved to cup her breast. Her moan of pleasure was muffled by his mouth taking hers once again. She tried reaching for him with her other hand but that resulted in him capturing it as well.

She didn’t know if he was stronger than her or if it was really that she didn’t want to fight it but she let him hold both of wrists in his hand above her head. Her breasts jutting out, begging for his touch.

“It looks like they need some attention too.”

His mouth moved to cover a breast through her dress. Her nipple, barely visible through the gauzy fabric, reached out, begging for his touch. He sucked the hard nub into his mouth, clothing and all before spending some attention on the other side. His empty hand keeping the nub hard. Her legs felt weak as if she would crumble had he not been holding her against the door.

“I think they like it.” He seemed proud of himself as he looked at the wet rings from his mouth on her dress.

“Mmmhmm.”

She was so turned on that she didn’t even realize his hand had left her nipple until she felt the silk panties she wore being pushed down off of her hip. The combination of his hand and the material on her hip had her clenching her legs together.

“Oh you don’t wanna keep those legs closed darlin. You wanna open them so I can get at that pussy of yours.”

His hand stopped trying to push down her panties and instead covered her pussy. He felt the moisture on them and brought his fingers to his mouth.

“Mmm. You taste yummy. I think I wanna taste some more of that pussy.”

His hand moved back in between her legs as he continued rubbing her through the silky material. His hand slipped down between her shaved pussy and the excuse for panties she wore before slipping a finger into her wetness.

“Oh yeah, your pussy is wet for me. I wanna lick your pussy. Will you let me lick that wet little pussy?”

She saw he was waiting for an answer, the whole time continuing his gentle assault on her.

“Yes,” came the breathless reply.

He let go of her wrists to lower himself in front of her and stripped the panties down to lay at her ankles. Wasting no time, he buried his face in her wetness. His hands holding her open for his tongue to lick every spot of pussy juice.

“Your pussy tastes so good. I wanna feel it fuck my cock.”

She shook her head yes as she grabbed fistfuls of his hair, pulling his face back in between her legs.

Getting up off the floor he pulled her to the bed. He pushed her down on her knees and pulled her ass back against him as his cock waited to plundge into her wetness.

“I want your body.”

He didn’t give her a chance to respond before pushing into the wetness. He was still for a moment to let her get use to his size and then began to pound into her from behind. Using his hands on her hips, he helped match her rocking back and forth helping to get his cock buried even further into her tightness.

“Damn woman, you have a tight pussy. Your husband doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Don’t talk… about husband… just fuck me.” Her words were broken from being out of breath but she continued pushing back on him to feel the head of him touch her insides.

“I’m gonna cum.”

“Stop… I want… you to… cum on... my tits.”

“Alright woman you got it.”

He flipped her over and yanked her dress up showing off a perfect set of rosy nipples. Just in time as he shot his load allover her tits.

When he was done spasming, he looked at her.

“Are you going to clean me up?”

She looked up at him to see if he was kidding but he wasn’t.

“It’s only fair, I helped you out, now you help me.”

She took his cock in her hand and placed him in her mouth and licked the mixture of his cum and her juices off of him. When she was done, she stood and pulled her wrinkled dress down over her body. This was such a quick thing they didn’t even get undressed.

She felt like a cheap hooker. But she also liked it.