I walked into the bar and took a seat in a stool at the end. I didn’t visit often even though it was the closest bar to me it just really wasn’t my scene. I lived on the edge of a college town and the patrons here were usually drugged up frat boys drinking like they would never get another sip. Occasionally though, and my primary reason for coming, I would get a chance to see some young college girls prancing around and what’s wrong with looking?
Tonight things were busy for some reason and it was hard to see through the crowd over the mass of bodies huddled together laughing and drinking so after a cursory glance I just focused on the tv in front of me. Two beers in I felt a tap on the shoulder, I turned to find a beautiful woman behind me all smiles in a sundress and a head full of brown curls.
“Hi, my name is Katrina. Do you mind if I have a seat?” She held out her hand and I shook it, returning the smile.
“Sure Katrina, the name J nice to meet you.” I watched her sit aas I took another sip of my beer.
“Well thank you, is it J one letter or J-a-y?”
I chuckled “It’s J one letter, short for Joseph.”
“Ok, J short for Joseph, what brings you here tonight?”
“I live around here and it was a long week, I needed somewhere I could walk home from. Would you like a drink?”
She laughed “I feel that and no I’ll pass only 19, can I be honest with you and cut through the small talk?”
I was a bit taken aback by her request to “cut through” the small talk” when it was the part I was looking forward to the most. At 35 I should be less of a romantic but I just coulndt help but crave the back and forth regardless of if it was this young girl whom I had no future with.
I shrugged “sure no small talk, what’s on your mind?”
“Ok so I am in a sorority and we are playing a little game tonight. Basically they send me tasks and I take pictures proving I did them and they send me another one. Person who completes the most tasks and has the best photos wins. My first task is to take a picture with a hot guy and so far everyone I have come in contact with is either a drunk idiot or some stuck up frat boy wanna be. You look like a nice guy, cute and if we are cutting through the small talk, remind me of a certain professor I wouldn’t mind begging for extra credit. So you wanna take a picture with me?”
Her hair bounced when she talked and I could smell the coca butter and perfume she put on that had her brown skin shining even in this low light. I couldnt help but laugh at her request, the game sounded stupid but why not some harmless fun.
“Sure, let’s take a picture.”
She smiled, hopped out of the stool and tood between my legs as I sat grabbing my arm and putting it around her waist.
“Cmon J, don’t be shy. I know you know how to make a lady feel like she’s yours.”
I laughed again as she pulled her curls around one side of her neck so they were not in my face. I could see us both on her phone as she got us in frame. We both smiled and she took the picture. It felt good holding her. I only wished I would have gotten out of the stool to feel that ass in my lap. I let her go but she stayed in place tapping a few messages out before turning around still in my space.
“You have some pretty eyes there J.”
“You are all kinds of beautiful Katrina.”
She feigned an embarrassed look throwing her arms over my shoulders which instinctively told my free hand to rest on her waist.
“You smoke weed J?” She almost whispered looking into my eyes.
“I have smoked weed Katrina, can’t say I do it often.” Something encouraged me to squeeze her waist a bit knowing I wanted to grab her ass.
“I do not know what the next task is going to be so while we wait you wanna go smoke with me?”
“Sure why not.”
She smiled again, something I was growing rather addicted to, and let me go, letting me fish a few bucks out of my pocket and putting it under my unfinished beer. I followed her out wondering where this night would take me but going along for the ride. She turned out the door and I walked with her as she fished through her purse.
“You live around here right? You wanna go to your place or do you wanna sit in my car and smoke?”
Again this girl was brash and reckless and I grinned.
“You don’t know me well enough to go back to my place Katrina.” I chuckled to be surprised she stopped and turned on me.
“Joseph, are you a rapist or a murderer?” She asked painfully seriously.
“NO!”
“Do you wish to do me harm in any way, physically or mentally?”
“NO!”
“Then cool take me to your place, you haven’t smoked in a while you might wanna be comfortable.” She smiled, pointed up the road and mouthed “this way?” I nodded.
This girl was a whirlwind and beyond out of my comfort zone but so be it. We made it to my place and she kicked off her shoes at the door and bounded towards the couch. I grabbed myself some whiskey, a soda and something to act as an ashtray and joined her.
“Nice place you got here, I wish I had a place to myself or even a place to share with one person I live in the sorror house.” She lit the joint and handed it to me, trading me for the soda.
“Thanks to its home, I can imagine it gets hectic in that house. How many of you stay there?” I inhaled and coughed slightly and passed it back enjoying the pleasure of her smile again.
“Too many.” She glanced at her phone and then held it up for me to see.
“Take a picture kissing a cute guy.”
“You up for it Mr J?” She asked inhaling and blowing out with ease.
“Yeah I’m up for it Mrs Katrina.” I prodded back.
She laughed, putting the joint down. And pulling up her already short dress to straddle me.
“See that’s not how it works, You get to be Mr J and I.” She paused to reach over and grab her phone before looking me in the eyes again.
“I get to be your little Kat.” She leaned in and placed a peck on my forehead.
I said nothing as she got her phone together and once again we were in frame. She put one hand on my face and leaned in for the initial peck. Her lips were soft and thick and she let them linger before opening her mouth and offering her tongue. I grabbed her waist and let my buzz take me feeling the moment until I heard several shutter clicks from the camera. I stopped kissing, she looked over at the phone.
“Damn we look good Mr J.” She ground her hips a bit in a little celebratory dance in my lap forcing me to laugh.
“We sure do.” I kept laughing as she hit send and dropped her phone on the couch.
She turned back to me smiling, “where were we? Oh that’s right you were about to grab my ass and tell me I was a good Kitty Kat and I was going to purr in your lap and keep kissing you.”
I felt the edges of my consciousness get fuzzy. I was a little more than tipsy so I embraced it and let my inhibitions go and grabbed her ass pulling her onto my lap.
“You are such a good little Kitty Kat.” I moaned almost into her mouth as she kissed me again, beginning to grind her panty clad pussy against my jean-covered erection.
We stayed like this for some time just exploring eachothers mouths and teasing one another when her phone went off again. She broke the kiss and looked in my eyes.
“I know what I want it to say and even if it doesn’t I’m doing it ok Mr J?”
“What do you want it to say Kat?”
She fumbled with her phone before turning it to me.
“I wanted it to say this.”
She hopped from my lap handing me the phone standing in front of me and dropping her dress. She had small breasts with beautiful dark nipples and a thong she quickly removed before dropping to her knees in front of me.
“You are in charge of the camera.” She winked as I looked down at the phone which still read “Take a picture with his dick in your mouth.”
I allowed her room to remove my pants and boxers, freeing my cock. I watched her stroke it and begin kissing. The preamble was short and her age came through as she immediately went for the deep throat and fast strokes. She gagged and spit stroking as hard as she could like she was racing someone next to her. I waited until she began sucking again and took a few pictures for her. I turned it to her and she told me which one to send. I put her phone down and held her head still.
“You wanna be a good little Kitty Kat?”
Her eyes went wide and she nodded before popping my dick from her mouth and whispering.
“Yes Mr J.”
“If you want to be a good Kitty Kat you need to learn how to take your time with a dick. It’s not a race, don’t just work the dick love the dick.”
“Teach me Daddy.” She moaned, dipping a hand between her thighs.
“Let’s start slow.”
I walked her through teasing and slowly sucking a cock. She picked it up quickly exploring the shaft and balls, teasing with quick sucks into slowed down ones with her head turning. I moaned letting her go using the skill she had learned until her phone went off again.
She rubbed her saliva covered hand on her dress and grabbed her phone once again smiling.
“It says I need to wear your cum.”
I stood and removed my shirt before grabbing her hand and guiding her to the bedroom. I Pushed her on the bed and got on top of her.
“You want to be a good little Kitty Kat.”
“Yes.” She whispered, almost sounding nervous.
“You want this?” I rubbed the head of my cock against her and she nodded.
I took my time sliding inside of her and she tensed and moaned. I whispered for her to relax as her nails dug into my back. Slow strokes in and out relishing each gasp while she slowly melted under me and began to relax.
“You ok Kitty?” I whispered.
“Yes Daddy you’re just so big, will you take my picture?”
I chuckled, “now?”
“Yes.” She looked at me and kissed me.
“I want to look back at this moment.”
I grabbed her phone and she unlocked it, I slowly stroked her and took several pictures of her first orgasm with me. It was interesting playing cameraman while sleeping with her but I enjoyed it. I dropped the phone and flipped her over letting her take it all from behind, getting more forceful with my strokes. She screamed into my pillows and begged me not to stop, I kept pace with her as she finally was able to start throwing it back at me putting her ass to work.
I watched as she impaled herself, slapping her ass against my thighs and her lips gripping my cock. I slapped her ass for good measure and continued calling her a good kitty which set her off even more. I grabbed her waist and thrust in deep with quick strokes until she came for the second time. I would have slowed to allow her to recover but I felt my own eruption coming. I groaned and she quickly laid flat flipped over and began sucking me until I finished all over her face.
Her intoxicating smile was all the more alluring now that she was covered in cum. She took a few selfies with my dick in frame before sauntering off to the bathroom. I needed a drink.
I made my way back to the kitchen pouring myself another whiskey downing it quickly still catching my breath from all the action. It turned out to be a good night.
We exchanged numbers and pleasantries before she left and I expected not to see her again. A week later she sent me the photo of her on her back with my cock buried in her. The text read “ Some of the girls want to meet you, Daddy are you free this weekend? XXX Your Good little Kitty.”
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