After dancing, we go to a booth instead of the bar and sit close to one other. After another drink, you lean over and brush the hair from my eyes. You finally lean into me and kiss me. Deep. Tongues probing. The kind of kiss that you feel everywhere. You put your hand on my knee. Your kiss is nothing like anything I have ever tasted. So sweet. So hot. So needy.
You take your lips from mine. You look right into my eyes and say, “Touch me. Stroke me until I cum hard here in this booth. Until I cum in your hand.”
I moan as my hand gropes at your pants. Your hand moves up my inner thigh as I begin to tremble… You kiss me again and when my fingers wrap around your bulge, you bite down hard on my lower lip. I squeeze your cock through your thin pants and your hand grabs the inside of my thigh, digging your nails into my flesh.
“Yessss,” you hiss in my ear and thrust your hips upwards to meet my hand.
You pull back a little bit so you can look directly into my eyes as I rub your cock. I feel you swell beneath me. I squeeze your shaft. I grab your balls and massage them. I press my fingers and my palm into your hard cock. I watch you as I please you. I see the strain in your face as you try to keep yourself from cumming. I move my hand from your cock and reach for both of your hands. I pull you up and lead you to the rear of the bar.
I step into the small bathroom and pull you into the room with me. I lock the door and quickly devour your mouth with mine, biting your lips running my hands up your back, under your shirt clawing your skin with my nails. You push me back and look at me with this smirk on your face. I push you up against the door and unbutton your shirt. I kiss your neck, nip your skin with my teeth and trail my tongue down your stomach to the belt on your pants. I get on my knees in front of you. I look up at you as you put your hands on the top of my head and weave your fingers through my hair. I unbuckle your belt and unbutton your pants. I unzip you and pull your pants down to your ankles. Your cock is so hard and swollen. The tip is very purple and glossy. I look up at you as I lick my lips.
You are watching me. Waiting.
I shake as I look into your eyes and I slowly take every inch of you deep into my mouth. You groan out loud as I begin to feverishly suck your hard cock as if you were my last meal. You begin to move, pushing yourself deeper into my throat, fucking my mouth. I can feel your cock throbbing. I move my tongue up and down your veiny shaft and swirl the tip of my tongue around your swollen, purple head. I feel your body relax and your grip tighten on my head. I pull my mouth from you and lick the first drops of cum from your cock head.
I look right up at you as I lick the cum from my lips. I rise to my feet and you pull your pants back up and situate yourself. I can feel the very wet spot between my legs. I unlock to door and tell you to meet me back at the table in a few minutes. I lean up against the door after you leave. I take a few deep breaths and get myself together. I look at myself in the mirror and notice the pink flush in my cheeks. I splash a little cold water on my face.
I walk back to the table and sit back down. You move close to me and say, “You better have those panties for me.”
I look right at you and say, “I’m not wearing any.”
Daddy was sleeping last night when I eased out of my bedroom window. He has no idea that I have been fucking the man next door for over 6 months. Dr. B’s wife is a nurse and works the graveyard stift. I caught him watching me one night through his binoculars and walked right over to confront him. He stuttered like crazy and his face was so red. I felt so bad that I reached up and kissed him right on the lips. He reached for me and I let him touch my tits. 
