A beautiful and nerdy Pinay girl had an orgasm while we hooked up at the bar and then invited me back to her place [MF]

I decided it would be fun to learn to bartend and took a week-long bartending class. Part of the class was learning to make drinks, interact with customers, etc. Part of the bonus was the ability to come back to that bar in the evenings and serve actual customers for practice. Didn’t get to keep any of the tips, but it was still fun.

One night, my last day of class, I went in to do a practice shift for shits and giggles. It wasn’t a busy night so I didn’t get to do much, but it was fun to be behind the bar. A few other former students from that bar-tending school came in to get a chance to test their skills as well so I met a few other people and ended up staying and drinking with them for a while.

One of the girls I met was this absolutely gorgeous Filipina girl. She worked in tech, but wanted to bartend on the side to make some spending cash. I hit it off with her right away, we traded numbers, and talked about hanging out again soon. A few days later I got a series of texts from her telling me to meet her and her cousins out at a bar downtown for her birthday.

It was a Wednesday night and I was free so I agreed, hopped on my motorcycle, and went to meet them. By the time I got there she had already texted me that they were going somewhere else. I was glad to be on my bike, so I zoomed over to the new spot. Her cousins were pretty cool, we all talked for a while, and I declined to drink — I was riding and not trying to die. They ragged on me for a bit, but there is no peer pressure in the world that will get me to drink and ride.

Eventually, the cousins said they were going to head out and asked if I could take the birthday girl home. I agreed, got her geared up with my extra helmet and gave her my leathers, then drove her back to her place across the city. When we got to her apartment she looked at me and told me she wanted to drink some more. There was a place nearby that she loved and demanded that I come with her and that I had to have a drink.

“I can only drink if you want me to hang out for a while afterward.” I told her and she agreed.

We went to the bar at the end of her block and walked in. This place was crazy in the best possible way. There was porn on TV, nude photos all over the walls, and a lounge in the back that was a mock swingers paradise. I had never been to a theme bar with this kind of theme before and I loved it — it spoke to me.

We sat down and the bartender came over to get our drink orders. I kept it simple and just nursed one Bulleit and ginger and she ordered a shot and a chaser, then another, then another. She had been pretty inebriated to begin with, but those three shots over the course of 20 minutes sent her over the edge. In the mean time — between the shots — she and I escalated our flirting from talk about the porn on the walls to kissing, to touching, to full on inappropriate making out.

She started to rub my cock through my pants and even reached into them to get a feel of my hard on. I got a handful of her breasts and she encouraged me to slip my fingers into her pants — she even undid the button and zipper to give me easy access. The bar was full and many people were watching as we got more and more nasty.

At one point she climbed into my lap, shoved her hand down my pants, and I ran my finger over her clit to the point of making her climax. The bartender walked over several times to check on us and ask her to keep her voice down — she was moaning loud. The bartender mouthed “Is she okay?” to me and I would shrug and mouth back “I think so.”

I was almost entirely sober — I only had the one drink — and I realized after a while that, even though this was a porn bar — we probably shouldn’t be having sex in it. I paid the tab for the both of us, tipped really generously, and then walked her back to her apartment.

She demanded I come inside and I went. We went up to her flat and she poured herself another drink against my objections; then we sat on the couch in her living room. She ignored her drink and was all over me and I was loving it. She was exactly my type. Smart, beautiful, fit, fun, not afraid of sex, knew what she wanted. She was also hammered out of her mind and I was quite the opposite, so I had to walk a fine line.

The making out led to more touching and before I knew it she had taken my cock out and was going down on me like a champion. I loved the look of her pretty little face bobbing up and down on my cock. She had one hand on her pussy and the other wrapped around my erection as she worked me over and over and over. She started to straddle me at one point and she told me that I needed to fuck her.

“No, I want to lick your pussy.”

“Yes, lick my fucking pussy. Today is my birthday!”

I laughed and then went to work. Her pussy lips were cleanly shaved, but she had a sexy little neatly-trimmed bush above and I spent a minute playing with the thick black hair before I let my tongue taste her. She was insanely wet from all the foreplay back at the bar and it was amazing. She was literally dripping grool from her snatch, down her legs, onto the leather couch, and it was a sight to behold. I slipped two fingers inside her and ate her pussy for twenty or thirty minutes as I made her more and more wet. She finally came and she was a gusher. Her squirt went everywhere and she came in one wave — without exaggeration — for at least two minutes straight. It was far and away the sexiest orgasm I had ever seen in my life.

When her incredibly long lasting and gushing wet orgasm finally came to an end she was exhausted. Her body was shaking and quivering, she was dehydrated as all hell, and the alcohol finally caught up to her. I got us both a glass of water from her kitchen and she chugged it right away. She took a chance to look at the couch — which was ruined with cum — and ran to get a towel to try to soak it up. When she was satisfied that it was being taken care of she told me she wanted to fuck me again, but I knew that would not be the right call.

So, instead, she went down on me until I told her I wanted to cum and then jerked off into her mouth. We sat on her couch and talked for a little bit until she started to pass out — which honestly didn’t take that long. I picked her up and put her in her bed then grabbed my stuff and hit the road. That had been a crazy night.

The next day I got a text message from her asking me to meet up at a restaurant near her place and I was elated. I really liked this girl and could see this becoming a fun thing. When I met her at the restaurant she looked really serious and really concerned. She told me she had blacked out and couldn’t remember anything after her cousins left. I was not entirely surprised and offered to give her a run down of what took place after that. She was not pleased with the story and was really ashamed of what happened. I asked her if she was ready for dinner and she declined, told me she felt too horrible, and asked me not to message her.

I was really disappointed, but I completely understood. I had, had my fair share of Four Loko nights in the past and never felt okay about blacking out or the shit I did or did not do. Unfortunately, that was that. Never heard from her again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/nigy69/a_beautiful_and_nerdy_pinay_girl_had_an_orgasm