I was an easy slut at a dive bar in Kirkland, WA [FM]

Hi Y’all,

All these years later I’m still very bummed that Craigslist Personals shut down and honestly I have very little luck using Tinder. Instead of advertising for some fun I decide to grab the bull by the horns and get fucked the old fashioned way. Throw my slutty mom self at some guys and see if they’ll fuck me.

I finished up my last ride last Saturday and my kids were over at friends so I decided to stop in at The Lime which isn’t far from where I live in Kirkland.

I was dressed in a short black skirt (no panties), short boots, and a tight white tank top, showing the upper half of my breasts as they nearly spilled over. My hair was drawn back a little, but mostly the blonde curls falling down around my shoulders and back. I was wearing dark make-up that I reapplied, intensifying my eyes, including mascara, which elongated and thickened the look of my lashes. There was the hint of vanilla on my skin, intoxicating me.

The bar was very crowded when we arrived. Standing there, I could feel the eyes of men roving my body, and I felt my wetness increasing as I knew I was being a tease, even though I was just standing there. If only the men of the bar knew that the only thing between my pussy and their cock was their clothing. I even felt a hand brush over my ass a few times, just a touch, a caress, but definitely not an accident.

I headed to the bar and ordered a shot of tequila. A very sexy woman who is my bartender puts it on the bar and I start a tab. I take my shot and order a cosmopolitan, which I drink down as well. The burn and sweetness of the vodka begins and I can sense the excitement rise within. Mmm, yes, this is going to be a good night. I ordered my second cosmo.

It took only a few minutes before the first guy appeared at my side. He had obviously been doing some hard drinking, as his mannerisms and his large belly evidenced. “Hi, Gorgeous!” He slurred as he talked. “I’d buy you a drink, but I see you already have one!” he smiled.

Even though he was a heavier guy he was very handsome, and was pretty tall, compared to me, with a distinguished brush of gray hair at his temples. I could see he was wearing a wedding ring.

“I’m Jim and I’ve been eyeing you since you walked in, you’re striking. Mind if I sit next to you and get to know you?” he asked.

I told him I’d like that. He immediately began to tell me a little about himself, and that he came to The Lime a lot, and then he started asking me questions. He bought me another drink. Was I new here, where did I come from, that sort of thing. I made up some lame story about living near-by, that I was supposed to meet a guy from TInder who stood me up, and was having a drink before heading out. And that brought on another drink. After a while, I felt Jim’s hand caress my leg and even thigh. I was really starting to enjoy his company and I was also getting pretty drunk.

I forgot what was so funny, but something Jim said made me laugh, and I almost fell off the barstool. Jim’s quick hands caught me, and pulled me back up, with his hand taking a full feel of my breast as he did so. His grip was strong, but not crushing, and as he put me back on the stool, he mentioned casually I was too drunk to drive.

“You’re right, Jim… I’ve had too much. But maybe I can walk home. Can you help me get there?” I giggled.

“Absolutely!” Jim answered. So he helped me to my feet, and put his arm around my waist, low, like lovers do, and we left for the exit.

We reached the exit and the winds outside were fierce. My nipples soon stood up like little soldiers, full and at attention, and sometimes the gusts would blow my skirt straight up, exposing me to Jim. I felt Jim rove his hands more brazenly, until his bare hand was cupping my bare ass. By now we had left the parking lot and were walking down by a park across the street from where my kids went to elementary school. As we passed through the park it was dark, and windy, with the sounds of trees rustling loudly. Once we were a few steps into the darkness, Jim turned to me and placed his lips over mine, in a passionate kiss.

The tequila and cosmos had really done a number on me, and I offered no resistance whatsoever. I kissed him back, only to feel his emboldened hand now begin to grope my crotch, massaging my pubic area. I could only let out a moan as I felt the first tingles of sexual pleasure tease me. Jim continued to pull me deeper into the park, and the darkness.

“You are a nasty girl!” Jim said. “You always go out without panties?”

“Un-huh” I nodded. “I kept losing them.” I lied.

Jim took no time at all to pull out his cock, his erect cock bouncing in the breeze. I reached down to hold it, my French-manicured nails daintily holding it as I explored its length, and girth. He was longer than my husband, but about the same size around, and I began to stroke him.

“You like this, Jim?” I purred.

A long moan was his reply. I kept stroking him, increasing in my intensity. “So what do you want?”

“You!” he replied as he put both hands on my shoulders and began to force me to the ground.

He then used his full strength to push me down on my back, where I landed with a thud, my legs splayed apart, the wind still flipping my skirt up and away.

At first I was taken aback but I honestly loved his forcefulness. Jim then knelt between my thighs and smiled as he lay down on me. “You’re gonna’ be the hottest fuck I’ve had in years!”

He reached down and guided his cock to my thick labia and began to run up and down my slit, my meaty folds already moist from the excitement of the evening.

I let out a gasp. I felt the presence of his invasion, and he kept the pressure up, entering me in one, long, full push, until his sac was against my ass. Then he started to withdraw, and I felt the first real bolts of pleasure enter me. I was still buzzed from the drink, my skirt was on my waist, and this strange man was buried in my pussy. I was going to be fucked, and nothing could stop it, or him, now.

Jim withdrew until he was almost completely out of me, and then pushed his cock back part way, repeating the process several times. Then a full-force thrust, then another. I began to writhe under him, his cock forcing raw sexual tension into me. He varied his thrusts, and his pace, until I was on edge. He was very talented. He kept me on the edge of my own climax for what seemed like forever. Half-thrusts, followed by long, slow ones, then a quick full thrust or two. After several minutes, I didn’t even resist any more. I became his lover.

The thrusting continued like this for many minutes, while I moaned and gasped, my voice lost in the hard rustling of the trees from the winds. My hands lay over my head in total supplication.

Suddenly, Jim’s pace quickened, and he drove his cock into me like a pile-driver, hard, deep thrusts until he growled with a final thrust and climaxed himself, filling my unprotected womb with his semen. Knowing the pleasure he was receiving from my wanton pussy, I began to cum as well and I bucked hard, adrenaline shot through me and I moaned loudly as he pushed his seed deep inside me.

I lay back as he climbed off of me, a long drip of his cum falling to the ground. I let the wind shoot across my spread pussy and play with my skirt, as I watched him push his flaccid cock back into his pants.

“I assume you know your way home.” He muttered. “Besides, someone is coming…” With that, he dashed off, leaving me there, vulnerable, full of cum, and exhausted.

I will absolutely be back to The Lime, maybe tonight!

Kisses, Jen

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