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This happened 3 Sunday’s ago, so its still pretty fresh in my memory. It was a Sunday afternoon, which I usually take Sunday’s pretty slow.
No more motorbike racing from Europe since the season was over, and I’m not one to sit in front of a TV watching football all day, or even 3 hours. My local bar/restaurant in the coastal town I live in is a Packers bar.
I headed down to the Coast and got to said restaurant about 12p, after a gym work out. A Bloody Mary sounded really good.
As I am enjoying myself talking to my friend that bartends and run the restaurant in passing, I notice the bar getting more full, and I then overhear the bartender saying the Packers game starts at 130p. Now I know why. Around 1245 comes and 2 of my older guy friend show up and i order a 2nd drink, a beer. This beer is lasting until about 120p, and I didn’t realize it but the only seat open in the 15-18 seat bar is the one at the end, next to me.
As the 3 of us guys are talking to my right, i notice someone come snag the end seat to my left. I turn around to see who it is and dont’ really think anything and just keep talking with them.
After 10 or-so minutes, I start some small talk and learn she is there for the Packer’s game and she just moved to SoCal from Wisconsin 11 days prior. I was already about 2.5 drinks in by this point and was feeling pretty good… Bar full, good energy, beautiful sunny day, and a pretty decent looking brunette to my left I come to figure out.
We start talking, and I quickly find out she is a beer drinker. I am pretty chatty, and she fires it right back at me which is great. Since she is seated I can’t really tell what her bod type is, but I could tell she wasn’t a “BBW” and seemed to be pretty fit. Fast forward to halftime, which seemed like 15 minutes, and she’s 2 beers in, and I had switched to water after my 3rd drink.
We’re talking about anything and everything and how her family is back at home freezing their asses off in a bar as they’re watching the game and she’s showing me pics of this snow-filled outside area of this bar her friend/relatives were in, as she’s enjoying her new 75 degree weather near the beach lol.
As the game wears on, our hands start to wander and find their way to her legs and she doesn’t protest as I notice they are pretty firm and toned, which i love. She then tells me she lives about 3 miles East of the Coast and that she rode her bike down there. I jokingly mention that I could take her and her bike home in the back of the BWM SUV I was driving, if she had too many.
As the game is winding down, I ask her if she’s been to the new brewery up the 1 Hwy and she hadn’t. Done, we’re going to the brewery. We show up there, she’s happy her team won, and we’re on to more beers. It is then I notice she has on some pretty short jean shorts, and a button-up flannel shirt. 5’8″-5’9″ I’d say, smaller chest, but really toned. She tells me she’s big into Volleyball and has found a group to play with in her short time here in SD.
After a beer at said brewery, hands are still wandering and we’re having a great time. We then leave that place after probably 45 minutes and head to one more bar back down near the one we met at. We have one there, and hands/legs are basically entwined under the bar. Having not eaten all afternoon, I recommend my favorite Sushi place that is coincidentally .5 miles from her house.
She asks if she can just leave her bicycle there and i tell her of course, as I had to be back down on the 1 Hwy on my way to work the following morning (Monday).
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We get in my car, start heading East towards Sushi joint. We get there and park, I look at her in passenger seat, grab her by the back of her head and start making out with her. We make out for a minute or two, and that’s when I made the executive decision, that Sushi wasn’t happening that night.
I tell her we’re going back to my place, which she is fine with. We drive the short 5 minutes to my place (only about 730p by this time), head in, I light a fire and she flings her purse across my living room table and basically lays down on my brown shag rug carpet. The fire is crackling to life.
We start rolling around on the carpet, but I call an end to that as I have hard tile floors underneath.
We go to my bedroom, I fling her on my bed, panties come off, I’m naked within a minute and I realize she has a really nice lean bod.
It is then I realize that this girl can, and loves to suck cock. She grins as she takes in the first site of my slightly above average 7″ tool and begins to get to work. I’m standing next to my bed, and she is on all 4’s facing me going to town. Admittedly, we’re both pretty inebriated and I’m having a hard time getting completely hard… I’m about 60-70% there, which is fine for a bj. When it comes time, she lays on her back, and I begin to start pressing myself into her… After the previous 6 hours of drinking, she wasn’t extremely wet, which she acknowledged, and I wasn’t rock hard, so this was a problem, as she was pretty tight. After a few minutes of fumbling around, and making out in the Missionary position, I’m gettin frustrated and a little embarrassed, not missing a beat, she says, “hold on, lean back.” I then lean back up off her, like a frog, but my hands behind me holding me up on the mattress so just my cock is sticking straight up towards her. She starts giving me the most sensual cock worship I’ve ever had. Taking her time, licking my balls, lots of saliva, lots of tongue, just absolute cock servicing.
After about 4-5 minutes of this, cock is rock hard, and ready to pound. She leans back on the bed again with a grin of accomplishment, and my cock starts stretching her walls, still very tight and having to work my way in slowly. She then says something to the effect of, “Well, you are pretty big, and damn thick.”
After a few minutes, she if fully accepting me and I am fucking her brains out, sheets and ankles flying in the air, her glass cup of water on the table next to my bed goes flying and shatters on the tile next to my bed, just pure fucking and making out. I then put her ankles high and tight around my neck and she’s basically screaming as I’m hitting her g-spot…. My neighbors got an earful. I keep pounding away and it’s not long before I feel my shaft twitching and balls priming themselves to pump out their 5-day load of cum. I pull out and huge ropes splash her chest and tits as she is catching her breath. I collapse over her and i look to my right on the floor at the mess of glass and water that wasn’t even a speck of concern 15 minutes before.
It’s is now about 830p and we decide to pass out. We both wake up about 1a, and fuck again. Again, on all 4’s, ready to suck/worship my cock, I lean back, legs folded under me and I’m hard again. I am somewhat laughing with her as I alcohol clearly had an effect to which she brushes it off, saying something to the effect of, “It’s okay, I knew I just needed some time with you to get it right.”
Once she said that, I knew she was a Head Specialist. The morning came entirely too soon. Alarm went off about 730a, and even though we were both back at my place and asleep by 930p, I felt like I had been sent through the Spin Cycle… No headache, but just completely disoriented (not unlike waking up after eating a strong THC edible the night before). I stumbled to the shower, tried to let the water soak in, but nothing could rinse off the previous 20 hours of drinking, walking, cock sucking, fucking, glass breaking and whatever else there was. I pulled together my office attire, we get in my car, have some meaningful conversation with her during the 15 minute ride to her bicycle. I drop her off at her bike, we exchange pleasantries and I continue South on my way to my office. I get lights down the 1 Hwy… And realize: I DIDN’T GET HER FUCKING NUMBER. ??♂️
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