Bar
I sat in the bar and watched you for most of the night. Watched you work your way from table to table flirting with all the guys and most of the girls; milking your sex for better tips, stares, and probably your choice of partner to take home for the night. Yeah I’d been watching you.
I don’t know when my thoughts developed into a plan to make you mine, but they did. You were going to be mine before the night was over. I had it all figured out too. It was going to be at the bar, maybe in the back supply room. Wait until it was late and a few of the other employees had left for the evening. I could be amazingly quiet, especially when it meant getting what I wanted, and I wanted my cock in your cunt more than anything. I wanted to be the one to spread you open the one to make you moan and grind against my pounding attentions. The one that made you lose control, the one that made you throw your head back and scream as you fucked my dick with the passion of someone’s last moments on this earth.
I set the beer down and watched you some more. I had stopped bothering looking away when you glanced over. In fact I had a hand on my cock and made sure to rub it so you knew what I was doing when you glanced over. Your eyes lowered and I knew you saw my hand stroking slowly up and down while my gaze lowered and looked at the bottom of that very short skirt you were flittering around in. I looked up just as you were looking back up into my eyes. I winked and you turned away. I knew you were turned on. I knew you wanted my cock, knew that you saw how hard I was.
I watched as you and a co-worker went outside. My mind lit up as this was most likely going to be my chance. I got up and made my way towards the emergency exit the two of you had exited thru. I wondered if you were smoking out there, maybe fucking her. I stayed on that last thought.
Thinking about watching you and another chick make out. My cock got even harder as I imagined her hand thrusting into you, your legs spread to accommodate…
What’s this?
The co-worker was coming back in. Her mascara was smudged and her eyes were still wet from a good cry. Ah drama at the bar. I expected you to follow her in, but you didn’t. My cock jumped in anticipation. This was it.
I pushed open the door into the dark alley behind the bar. I was surprised it was so dark; usually there was an annoyingly bright street light behind these kinds of places, to prevent the kinds of things that I wanted to do to you from happening. I heard some boxes moving and looked to where I heard the noise. There you were scrounging thru the empty boxes. I wondered what you were looking for, but not for too long. I made my approach quietly and quickly. The distance between us became a few feet within seconds. I stepped forward and closed that gap. You turned right as I was about to touch you. You jumped and looked like you were about to scream but I quickly clamped my hand over your mouth. I told you to be quiet. Told you how you wanted this, how you needed what I had and how I knew you did. How you were out here waiting for me, how you had been teasing my cock all night and that it was time to pay up.
I lead you backwards until your back hit the wall of the building. Your eyes were alive with fear and lust. My hand stayed on your mouth while the other hand snaked into your panties and thrust two fingers deep into what I knew was going to be a very wet pussy. And it was wet. It was drenched. “Yeah slut, I knew you wanted it!” I grinned as I worked 3 fingers into you. You shook your head no back and forth but your eyes were saying “Fuck me harder”. I pulled my hand out of your cunt and removing my hand from your mouth shoved my fingers into your mouth. “Suck it slut, taste how much you want me to fuck you raw.” I hissed as I pulled my belt loose and dropped my pants to the ground, my cock standing at full attention. You were sucking heavily on my fingers, taking all of yourself from me, making me think I wanted those lips wrapped around my cock. “Get on your knees slut” I demanded. “Please...” You started to protest. “Don’t make me repeat myself” was my only reply.
You knelt down before me and I put the head of my cock at your lips. “Don’t fuckin bite me” I warned and then guided your mouth over my shaft watching intently as my cock was enveloped by your mouth. I pulled your head down firmly over my shaft until I could hear you gag against it. Then I held you there letting you feel it possess your throat before guiding you off my cock and back down. “That’s how I want it, slut. Got that? Go down deep, don’t shallow suck me.” I then let go of your head and smiled as you started to fuck my dick as I had asked, taking it deep and sucking hard before pulling off of it. I grunted my approval and started to rock against your attentions. I loved good head and you certainly gave good head. I was losing myself to your attentions, I was not far from blowing my seed down your throat, but that’s not what I really wanted. That wasn’t where I wanted to cum. I hoped you sucking me off had kept you wet because there wasn’t time for foreplay.
I put my hand on your head and told you to stop and stand up. Then I led you to an air conditioning unit and leaned you against it, removing your panties first. I saw the look in your eyes. You knew what was next. I guided the head of my cock to your pussy and looked into your eyes as I slammed it home in one stroke. Yes that’s what I want. You called out as it stretched you. It was painful I know, but it’s ok… it would feel really good before too long. I kept it deep inside until I felt you relax against it then I pulled out watching your eyes as I buried it deep inside you again. This time there was still pain but there was lust as well. You repositioned your hands and pushed down on my cock. I knew you wanted me, I knew you wanted this. I took that as my queue and started fucking you in earnest. You started to moan and writhe; your body twisted as I pummeled your cunt with my cock. I was making primal noises to match yours. I wanted to get even deeper within you, wanted to possess you more fully than anyone else had before me or would after me. I wanted you to remember my cock. You wrapped your legs around me and start to milk my cock with intensity. I felt myself close to cumming and I started long deep thrusts into you until I finally shot my load deep into you, my cock jumping against your contractions. God I love a woman who can milk a cock.
I pulled out of you and retrieved my pants, pulled them up and fastened them. “C’ya later slut” I say and smile before heading back inside the bar.