I got fucked in a bar [F/M] [fiction] [part 3/3]

Pulling out of my mouth and pulling me up off the floor, he tugged my other dress strap down and kissed my neck again, twisting my nipples simultaneously. A moan escaped my lips while he promptly put a hand on my mouth to quiet me as he sucked my nipples. Feeling his growing hunger and aggression, he began biting my nipples as he sucked and inserted his fingers inside me. At this point, my pussy was dripping and my moans were relentless, despite my weak attempts of suppression.

Dropping to his knees and pinning me against the counter, James ate my pussy with an intense ferocity. His tongue danced on my clit, sucking gently, building speed and pressure. He returned the messy head I gifted him, licking my clit eagerly while fingering me. Gripping his long, dark hair for balance, my head rolled back in pleasure. Still licking my pussy, he shoved the green fabric out of the way, gripping my ass cheeks. He paused and sucked my fingers making intense and grateful eye contact. Looking right into my eyes, James whispered, “I’m going to fuck you now.”

He stood up and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing a strong chest and toned arms. Not realizing I was staring, he chuckled. “Enjoy the view?” “Yes, very much.” I moaned into his mouth as he kissed me deeply. Together we pulled my dress off and tossed it aside. He lifted me onto the counter with ease. I knew the drill this time. “Please daddy. Fuck me.” He put a finger in my mouth and I sucked in anticipation. With a rough thrust, he put his thick cock deep inside my pussy and fucked me. Wrapping my legs around him, he gripped my thighs and looked into my eyes. My body betrayed me and I couldn’t hold back my sounds. He choked me in response while cooing quietly, shhhh. I held his wrists as he continued to fuck me, my head hitting the glass. With his hands still gripping my neck, I managed to whimper, “I want you to fuck me from behind.” He took his hands off my throat and smiled. “Shy ones are always such sluts.”

With his strong arms, he lifted me off the counter and bent me over, pushing my cheek down. “You want daddy’s cock like a little slut, don’t you? Take it.” He fucked me fast and rough, using me like his toy. My ass cheeks slapped and my head banged into the counter in unison. “I’m close” I moaned. He pulled my face up roughly, putting his hands in my mouth. Thrusting into my pussy with his hands on my face and his fingers in my mouth, he took a hand away only to slap my ass. He pulled my hair roughly, forcing me to watch him use me in the reflection. “You take it so good, Ivy. You’re such a slut for me.” He slapped my face and my tits. “I am sir. Thank you.” I replied. With that, he groaned, “Ivy, I-“ he spun me around and came on my tits as I squeezed them together and looked into his eyes. I licked the last drops of cum from his cock. Breathing heavily, we cleaned up and got dressed. I attempted to fix my makeup in the mirror and he laughed kindly. “Sorry about that!” We chuckled together and exchanged numbers to arrange another liaison. As I watched him leave the restroom, I silently thanked myself for going out that night.

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