It was a rainy night; you took shelter in a small bar quite with dusky lighting. As you walked in your silhouette stealing my glace from the phone. We glanced at each other and then again. You could feel my eye surveying every inch of you. Your dress choosen to draw a man’s attention, a gold locket skillfully nestled with in your clevage.
Sensing my probbing glances you came and sat next to me your scent filled the air sweet but dangerous your eyes glistened in the dim light. Timidly I asked would you like a drink, you simply nodded, playing the silence like an accomplished musician.
The bartender ask how how can I help you ma’am, a “screaming orgasm” Please. I feel a warm flush roll over my body. Your voice a had a slight rasp but melodious.
Our eyes make contact, piercing through each other the silent glances spoke more than any words could. We knew as both our hearts raced where wanted to be and what we wanted to do to each other. Sipping the drink your reticence filling the air with passion. You move your finger slowly over mine making short and gently caresses. Our glances lasting longer I could feel my body losing its ability to hide its desire for you. Your eyes noticing the desire through the dim dusky lighting. Slowly your eyes move back to mine, your facial expression softening slightly, as your tongue moistens your lips.
Your hand moves from mine to your lap then reaching towards my hardened desire for you but only slightly then back to your lap. Un-crossing your legs you adjust yourself in the chair, hips moving rhythmically side to side as your hands slide the hem skirt slowly back you could feel yourself getting moist…swollen…throbbing with each beat of your heart. Your hand now trembling as you reach again and make contact with that hard ridge showing your desire. You lay the flat of your hand against me, pressing while feeling my desire.
You continue rubbing as you looking into my eyes the entire time.
Sliding off your chair to stand next to me continuing to press your hand on my throbbing member rubbing side to side. Feeling your excitement grow you take my hand and I stand, moving closer to you.
We start to dance, really only swaying together. One arm around my neck, the other still pressed against me. Slowly we make our way to a darkened corner. Still pressed together. Looking into your eyes, I run my hands around your hips and under the hem of your skirt. Feeling, rubbing, gliding my hands over your sensual ass. Gripping your upper thighs and cheeks. Trailing my fingertip along the line of your ass. Seeking the string of your panties. I leave one hand holding your ass while the other journeys to the front. Running my fingertips across the front of your panties, feeling your wetness soaking thru. One finger slides under your panties, dipping into your wetness.
We’re still only looking into each other’s eyes. No words are said. You reach for my zipper, sliding it down, slow and careful. You take your hand and pull my hardness out, running your thumb around the head of my engorged cock. My hand leaves your pussy and runs along your thigh, lifting it slightly.
Bending my knees, I push my cock against you, wanting in. You’re wet, so wet. A long, slow, persistent thrust and I’m in. Now instead of swaying side to side, it’s in and out. Slow, persistent pumping into you, over and over again. Still looking into each other’s eyes. No talking. You bear down, gripping my cock with your pussy.
My strokes become insistent, purposeful. You have to break eye contact burying your face against my shoulder, mouth open against me to muffle your moans.
You’re cumming. I also start to cum deep inside you, a warm Explosive burst. Trying to catch your breath, you step back.
Your skirt falling around your thighs again. Looking at me, you take your thumb and run it across the head of my cock one more time. Looking into my eyes, you suck my thumb clean. Smiling, you turn and make your way out of the bar. My cum running down your thighs. Never looking back.
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