[MF] The Bar Hook-Up

I’ve been bitten by the writing bug and thought I’d share a story of mine.

I have a bit of a sordid past so I think I’ll start off slow with just a run of the mill hook-up from a bar a block from my apartment.

It was a Friday night and I had nothing to do but get drunk. I was in my mid 20’s and pretty new to the town I was living in so I was solo on this trip. I liked this bar, it was a dive and I love a good dive bar and it was walking distance to my place so there was no cabs or DUI’s on the horizon. When I arrived the place was pretty full already but I was able to find a seat at the bar where I ordered a beer and bought myself and the bartender a shot. After our shot I looked around the bar to see what was what when I caught the eyes of a lovely young redhead.

A little about myself. I was a gymnast in college up until I blew out my shoulder, but once that was rehabbed I was back to 100%. I’m 6’0 and 195 lbs of lean, athletic muscle with blonde hair and icy blue eyes. I fill out a t-shirt pretty well but I’ve been told my eyes are my best feature.

I held eye contact with Ms. Redhead for a few seconds before she grinned and looked away back to her friends. I smiled to myself and went back to my beer. She was at a pretty sizable table with a large group of girls so I knew if a move was going to be made it was going to need to be her.

We kept exchanging glances for a few more drinks before she got up to use the restroom. The spot at the bar next to me had opened up so I figured it was as good of an opportunity as any to try and catch her attention. The thought had just fully formed in my head when another girl from her group sat down in said open seat. I looked at her and smile politely, or as politely as I could with the level of annoyance at what I was assured was a cock-block.

She smiled back and introduced herself as Michelle and I reciprocated as I saw the redhead get back to her table and steal a glance over at us. Michelle caught me looking and asked what I was looking at, I nodded at her friend causing Michelle to laugh and saying she already knew because she’d seen her staring at me.

Apparently the group was some sort of girls night out, she leaned in dangerously close, put her head on my knee and told me the reason she was able to come because her husband had gone to a Dane Cook stand-up show. Any guilt I would have felt for the situation that was seemingly brewing went straight out the window.

Michelle didn’t budge from that stool, we kept drinking, kept joking, and having a fun. Michelle wasn’t a very attractive girl but she was funny and as the night progressed her group of friends would migrate back and forth between us and the table. All except Ms. Redhead.

The next part is a bit blurry, time and booze blurring my memory, but next thing I remember Michelle and I were heavily making out at the bar. Once we broke our kiss her friends parted us immediately like a good group of female friend do when trying to stop one of their own from making a bad mistake. I took another sip of my drink when Ms. Redhead took an open spot right next to the bad decision.

I looked over at her and smile and she smiled back. My eyes roamed over her for the first time, she was thicc with a solid hourglass figure wrapped in a sundress. She had blue eyes and pouty lips that where the same shade of cherry red as her hair which was shoulder length. I stood up from my bar stool and stepped over towards her. Where I was sitting at the bar there was only about 3 feet between the bar and a wall leading to the bathroom. It was just enough room to pass through but slim enough that you had to walk a bit sideways. When I stood up Redhead took a step back and bumped against the wall, her eyes locked onto my face.

“So, where are you going next?” I asked as I took a step towards her, my body inches from her as I looked down at her.

“Wherever she’s going.” She said nodding at Michelle who was assuring her friends that she was fine.

“Why don’t you go where she wants to go?” I smiled.

She chuckled and looked down shyly. I slip my hand around her waist and when she looked up I leaned in. Our lips met and soon her arms slid around my neck as we melted into each other. After we broke the kiss we kept our faces close, the tips of our noses still touching as our eyes locked on one another’s.

“Where she wants to go?” I asked again.

She nodded.

Now it was her turn to assure her friends that everything was fine. After a bit of charming, handing out my name, date of birth, phone number and the cross street where my apartment was located we were finally allowed to leave. We walked with our arms around each other’s waists on the short walk back to my apartment, up the small flight of stairs and inside.

As soon as the door had closed behind me she turned around and kissed me again, more frantically than at the bar. We moaned into each other’s mouths as our tongues mashed together. My hands found their way down to her ass and I gripped two big handfuls causing her to yelp and jump. Her feet left the ground and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I’m not sure if it was the booze or the surprise, it certainly wasn’t because she was too heavy. Like I said she was thicc but she was 5’7 in the heels she had on so she was proportioned just right. Once her heels were wrapped around my waist and our lips were locked together again I felt myself begin to go. I took two steps forward and began to fall forward. She let out a yelp but thankfully, mercifully I’d made it to the couch and she landed on her back and me on top of her. She let out a loud laugh.

“All that muscle and you can’t carry my fat ass!” she laughed.

I laughed with her and after the laughter subsided I hoisted her up again and walked her to my bedroom. I walked to the side of my bed and dropped her onto the bed causing her to moan and look up at me hungrily. I pulled my shirt off over her head and she sat up on her knees pulling her dress off over her head to reveal a strapless red bra and matching panties.

She leaned forward and ran her hands down my chest and over my stomach as I undid my belt. She helped with the button on my jeans and pulled them down along with jockey shorts freeing my now erect 8 inches. She gripped the base and ran her tongue up the length. I moaned and reached over undid the clasp of her bra letting it fall onto the bed. She worked my cock with her lips and tongue for a few minutes before I gripped her by her shoulders and pushed her onto her back.

I stepped out of my jeans and underwear while she pulled off her panties. She pulled her foot in to undo her heels when I stopped her. “Leave them on.” I commanded as I gripped the tops of her thighs and pulled her towards me and the edge of the bed. I leaned over her and kissed her again, making out with her as she reached between us, grabbed my cock, and positioned it at her opening. She was already wet so I glided into her causing both of us to moan loudly into each other’s mouths.

Her legs locked around my waist again as I began pumping in and out of her. Her nails began digging into my back and running down as I fucked her. Her nails were massacring my back as I lifted and dropped my hips into her burying my full length deep inside of her as she began laughing frantically.

That’s right. Laughing.

I’ve elicited a lot of noises out of a lot of ladies during the throes of passion in my life but this is the one and only time it was laughter. It was really throwing me off, up until that point it had been really hot but now she was laughing hysterically.

“Why are you laughing?” I grunted as I pounded into her harder trying to fuck this out of her.

“It’s so good!” She laughed and then moaned.

I shrugged it off, wrapped my arms underneath her back and rolled over bringing her with me. This accomplished what I was hoping for and not only stopped the gave my poor back some reprieve but stopped the laughing. I re positioned myself so that I was laying on the bed properly with my head on the pillow. She mounted me, placed her hands on my chest and began bouncing. I reached up and gripped her heavy tits as she rode me even leaning forward to capture a nipple between my lips. We moaned together as she bounced on top of me inching me closer and closer to orgasm.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum!” She gasped as her bouncing increased in tempo. She rode me harder, her nails digging into my chest until I felt her clench around my cock as her orgasm washed over her. She was tight enough already but the clenching from her orgasm drove me over the edge. I pulled her down, her chest pressing against mine, and hugged her tightly as I came deep inside of her.

Once we had both come down from our respective orgasms she slipped off of me and got out of bed making her way to the bathroom. I was half asleep when she came back, curled up next to me, and we both drifted off.

I was roused awake the next morning by the sounds of her getting dressed. I rolled out of bed and threw on a pair of shorts offering to call her a cab which she politely declined and said she was parked close by. We kissed before she left and I started the coffee before I jumped into the shower. I’d forgotten about the nails until the hot water hit my back causing me to wince in sweet pain. I finished quickly and got out, grabbed the shorts and a t-shirt, poured my coffee and stepped out to the landing in front of my apartment to lean against the railing a watch people on the street.

I’d taken a sip when I looked next to me to see my neighbor, Kathy, doing the same.

“She was pretty. What was her name?” Kathy asked me with a wry smile on her face.

I chuckled and looked at my coffee for a second before looking back at her.

“You know what? I don’t think it ever came up.”

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