[FM] Dive bars are disgusting

So, this story actually happened a few years ago when I was in college, but I felt like sharing.

It started out as a typical Saturday night. I met up with some friends at a local dive bar and the beer and shots were flowing like water.

A friend of one of my friends was in town for the weekend. We’ll call him Mark. Mark and I immediately hit it off. He had dark hair, brown eyes and a smile that instantly drew me in. Almost immediately I decided that I was going to fuck Mark. I mean, why not?

We flirted throughout the night and eventually wound up on the dance floor. Despite our flirting I wasn’t certain that he was attracted to me enough to actually go home with me. We danced for a bit and eventually I faced away from him and started grinding my ass against his crotch. Right away I could feel that he was rock hard. Apparently Mark did like me!

Knowing that I was turning him on only made me more turned on (it’s a vicious cycle). I turned to face him and began intentionally grinding my pussy against his cock. Right away our lips met as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. As our kiss broke and Mark looked right into my eyes and said “God… you’re so fucking hot”. In turn I showed my affection by sliding my hand between us and rubbing his cock.

Our mutual teasing continued for about and hour until I decided to seal the deal. “Are you about ready to get out of here?” I asked, with my hand gripping his cock. “Where do you want to go?” he asked. “Your bedroom…” I replied.

As we discussed the logistics it became clear that we were not fucking that night. Mark was staying with some friends so his place was out. I lived in a sorority house, and having guys over was a no no, so my place was out. We even discussed the idea of getting a hotel room, but decided against it.

At this point my panties were soaked. I wanted him, needed him, so badly. I was ready to do just about anything. As I walked to the bathroom an idea crept into my head. The bar had cleared out a bit and most everyone there was drunk. The bathroom was secluded down a long hallway. Could it work? Fuck it. Let’s find out.

I made my way back to the dance floor, grabbed Mark by the hand and drug him towards the bathrooms. We stopped just before the entrance and I pulled him in for a kiss. As we kissed I guided his hand between my legs and said “I really want to fuck you…right here”. Marks fingers pressed firmly against my pussy, separated only by a thin piece of fabric.

I pulled his hand away and we went into the guys bathroom. I’ll be honest, it was pretty gross. The ideal picture of a dive bar bathroom, but that was the least of my concerns. Mark and I entered one of the stalls and continued kissing.

His hands slid up the back of my thighs and cupped my ass. My hands were focused on unbuttoning his jeans. Eventually I got his jeans undone and revealed his cock. I’m not going to lie, it was nice. Not the biggest or best I have ever seen, but it was nice. Not wanting to waste any more time I turned away from him, stuck my ass out and politely asked him to fuck me.

I waited to feel Mark enter me…. and I waited…. and waited. Nothing. I turned my head to see Mark staring down at my ass with a look of confusion on his face. “Go ahead” I said. Mark paused and finally said “Do you have a condom?” “No” I replied, “but it’s ok. I’m on birth control”.

Mark let out a deep sigh. “I can’t…” he said in a dejected voice. Seriously? What the fuck? “It’s ok, I promise” I said. Despite my pleas Mark refused. After a few minutes of discussion he admitted that he was scared of getting me pregnant. I assured him that he wouldn’t, even suggested he pull out, but he still declined.

I saw my opportunity fleeting as Mark began to zip up his pants. Time to take matters into my own hands. I dropped to my knees on the disgusting floor and took him in my mouth. I proceeded to give him the sloppiest blow job I could muster. I licked every inch of his shaft, pushed him deeper down my throat and made sure to lube his cock with my spit, all the while never breaking eye contact. It was obvious from the look on his face that Mark was enjoying this.

After blowing him for a few minutes I stood up and again turned my ass towards him. This time I lifted my skirt and pulled my thong to the side. As expected, Mark froze. I grabbed the base of his cock and began rubbing the head against my swollen lips, only I didn’t stop there.

Mark was afraid of getting me pregnant. A valid concern. So, let’s ensure that won’t happen. I guided his tip up across my lips to my asshole, and started to press back against him. “Really?!?….” he said, in an excited voice. I nodded my head and continued pressing back against him.

This wasn’t the first time I had anal sex, and it certainly wasn’t the last, but it was the first time I let a guy I had just met fuck me in the ass in a dirty bar bathroom.

I relaxed and pushed harder until I felt the tip slide in. Instantly I was overcome with pleasure. I put my hands on the stall wall and started to push back deeper against him. His cock quickly filled my ass, giving me a simultaneous sense of pain and pleasure. I kept pushing back, taking him deeper and deeper. After about a minute of easing it in, Mark was completely in my ass. I turned my head and said “Fuck me”.

Marks hands grabbed my hips as he began to thrust. Each pump filled me with a sense of pleasure that I had been soo craving. Both of us stayed as quiet as possible, only letting a few moans escape. I could hear a few guys come in, take a piss and leave. It didn’t stop either of us. With my hands pressed against the wall Mark kept fucking.

The whole thing lasted probably 5 to 6 minutes. Mark grabbed my hips tightly and began to fuck me deep and fast. At this point I couldn’t hold it in. I let out a deep drawn out moan. As soon as I did he thrust him self as deep as he could go. I felt his cock begin to twitch as he came, filling my ass.

After he came we both took a second to catch our breath before he pulled out. Mark said, “We had better get back”. I wiped up what I could, adjusted my panties and we returned to the group. My friend, Heather asked “Where did you two disappear to?” Neither of us divulged the details, but I’m pretty sure it was apparent that we were up to no good.

Mark and I never fucked again. We kept drinking and dancing for the rest of the night as I could feel his cum leaking out of me. All in all it was a pretty good night!

Hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/bd4eb9/fm_dive_bars_are_disgusting