(Hi, I’m new and I’ll be writing quick one-shot stories to brush up on some erotica writing skills. I’m going to attempt to write regularly. Thanks for checking it out!)
The first time I saw her she had been leaning over the top of a bar, ample breasts spilling out of a low cut tight fitting t-shirt and ass peeking from the bottoms of jean shorts that were small enough to be illegal to wear in public in some states. She was a curvy woman with thick lips and long wavy brown hair with blonde streaked through it. Her face was laden with too much makeup and smokey eye. Every man that came to that bar wanted to get into her pants and she knew it and made tips to prove it.
I had made a bet with a friend that night that, in spite of her plethora of advances, I’d be the one that got to fuck her. That of all the men whose cocks ached, it would be a pussy that would take her. Of course my friend thought I was full of shit, but I’d try anyway.