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This is my first story and my only one so far. Please let me knkow what you think.
I’m in another new town where I know no one, fantastic. I love the travel that my job provides, but it can make it hard to form any kind of real relationship since I never stay anywhere more than about 18 months. I have always considered myself an attractive woman and have had dates and comments that suggest that others agree. I am 5’7” with a curvy build. I have been blessed in the bosom department with a 36 D chest. A small waist and curvaceous hips lead down to slender and shapely legs. I have brunette hair that I usually keep in a chin length bob, large brown eyes, and full pouty lips. I usually don’t have a hard time meeting new people when I move, particularly men. Now, let me tell you a little secret. I have a voracious sexual appetite. Ever since I can remember all I ever think of is sex. So, whenever I move to a new town one of the first things on my agenda is finding a man to meet those needs. This town concerns me. I haven’t seen very many promising prospects and I have been here about a week. I’ve been organizing and cleaning all day today and I am ready for a break.
My apartment is a loft above a row of shops. There is a trendy (overpriced) hair salon right under me. Down about three shops is a little bar. Since I don’t know much else about the town I figure I can grab a drink there just to get out of the house for a bit. I walk into the bar and it is empty but for me and the bartender. The very hot bartender I might add. I can’t believe my luck! I check his hand for a ring and don’t see one so I sit at the bar with my rising hopes. I am surprised it’s empty but it is a Tuesday and it’s only 7:00 (p.m. mind you).
The bartender makes his way over wearing an easy smile that increases his sex appeal ten fold. “Hi, name’s Danny. What can I get you?” It takes me a minute to answer and I realize what and idiot I must seem like when I finally get out the words that tell him I want a martini. He smirks and chuckles. God he’s hot! I bet he gets this all the time. As he walks away to make my drink I eye him up and down, black t-shirt that clings tightly to his oh-so-ripped body, a pair of comfortable jeans hug his ass like they were made just for him. His face looks like it belongs in some kind of Calvin Klein ad or something. Hell, even his name is sexy! He makes his way back over with my drink and I find myself dumbstruck once again.
“Know what?” he says, “On the house. Just for coming in to keep me company. You got a name?” I just stare at him until I realize he is indeed referring to me and I finally manage to sputter out, “Oh, me? Um, yeah, sorry, my name is Tess.” Man I wish I had changed into something sexier before I came down here!
“Well Tess, it’s nice to meet you. I usually get nothing but regulars. You new around here?”
I was finding it harder to reply with each passing moment. It was as if I was hypnotized by him. “Yeah, I actually just moved into the apartment above the salon a few doors down.”
“Oh really,” he says, raising his eyebrows inquisitively, “well then, welcome neighbor. I just live above the bar. I’m glad to see a good lookin’ woman has moved to town.”
He winks at me as he walks toward the other end of the bar to grab some bottles. Of course, I hardly notice because all I can think is, “He said I was good looking.” I’m already trying to figure out what my odds of getting this guy to fuck me are. I know. Call me a slut, a tramp, a whore. Take your pick. I’ve heard them all. I don’t care though. All I know is that I’ve got needs. Strong, womanly needs; and it looks to me like Danny might just be the guy who will be able to fill those needs while I’m in this town.
I call him back over to my end of the bar even though my drink is still practically full. I decide my best course of action is just to get him talking and see what I can find out. I start with the classic, “So, Danny, you from around here?” I’m immediately humiliated as I hear the phrase exit my mouth. It sounded so much different in my head. Why can’t life have a rewind button? I can feel myself blushing and Danny grins at me and says, “As a matter of fact, born and raised. It’s a small town but it grows on you. The people grow on you.” The tone in his voice makes me wonder if he is actually flirting with me. Surely it’s not going to be this easy. I figured I was going to have to work much harder to get this sexy man into my boudoir.
I decide to find out of he really is flirting with me. If you’re going to do it why not do it all the way, right? I smile up at him and I feel the heat in my cheeks; I’m hoping I don’t look like a bright red tomato. I want him so much so I decide to go for bold. I’m usually pretty bold with men, why should this one be any different? He’s got me feeling pretty flustered, but I finally strap on my best sexy look and stare him straight in the eyes and in the sultriest voice I can muster whisper, “I wouldn’t mind if you grew on me. If you went in me…” I let my voice trail off. He looks surprised but to my relief he looks turned on as well. I let myself steal a glance at his crotch and notice a stirring there. Mentally I’m patting myself on the back for being so brave. Danny gives me a nervous chuckle and I use that as my cue. I stand up and look around and notice that the bar is still empty except for the two of us. Bold seems to be working so why not keep it up? Slowly, I start to unbutton my blouse. I stare him down as I do it gauging his reaction with each movement of my fingers. He stares transfixed as I make my way closer to end of my shirt and slip it off. I can’t tell if he’s happy or just so surprised that he hasn’t composed himself enough to yell at me that I’m crazy and I need to get the hell out of his bar. He turns around and walks away wordlessly. My heart sinks and I just know he is going to escort me out as he comes around the bar towards me. He walks straight past me without saying a word and the only sound I hear is the front door locking. I smile with satisfaction knowing without a doubt exactly what’s about to happen.
I stand still, my back toward him just waiting with anticipation to see what he is going to do. I hear him walk up behind me and I can feel his hot breath against the back of my neck. He is breathing deeply, heavily almost as if he wants to breathe in every bit of me. I close my eyes and savor the sensation of not knowing what’s coming next. He slips his hands around my waist and caresses my stomach, sliding them slowly up over my breasts. He pushes his hips against my ass and I can feel his hardness against me, growing with every press. His hands slip inside my bra and his fingers quickly find my erect nipples. I moan with pleasure and my lean my head back on his shoulder. He whispers in my ear, “Tess, I knew the moment you walked in here that I wanted to fuck you. I am going to make you cum so hard.” He slips his hands behind my back and unhooks my bra. I turn to face him and he stares at my breasts mesmerized. He quickly lowers his head and takes one of my nipples into his mouth. He rolls it around as I moan loving every second of his talented tongue play. My hands begin searching for his crotch. I want to feel him. I want to know this is making him as excited as it is making me. I find his rock hard member with no problem and feel him shudder as I grasp it through his jeans. I begin undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. He stands up to help make the process go faster and as I lower his pants and boxers his shaft springs free. He is perfect. I can barely contain my excitement and I drop to my knees and take him into my mouth.
As I work my head up and down his cock I hear him moan with pleasure. “Oh God, Tess,” he moans. “Yes, suck my dick bitch.” He has no idea what a turn on the dirty talk is. It makes me work that much harder to feel him explode into my mouth. He grabs my hair in his hands and begins pushing my head against his pelvis. I open my mouth as far as I can and take all of him into me with every push, feeling his balls slap against my chin with each thrust. I can feel his cock becoming more and more engorged and I know that he was getting close. He thrusts into my mouth for all he is worth and I hear him cry out and feel his load go into my mouth and down my throat. I swallow every drop and stand up. To my surprise he takes me in his arms and kisses me deeply. He picks me up by the waist and places me on the edge of the bar.
I still have my jeans on and he gently undoes the buttons and lets them and my panties slip down past my ankles and onto the floor. I am totally exposed to him as he takes my knees and spreads them apart so he can look at my pussy. He stares for a long time, it feels like forever. I am so wet and I can feel the cool of the bar on my exposed privates. I keep my area totally shaved and it’s moments like this that I am so glad. Slowly he lowers his head to my crotch and licks up the entire length of my slit. I shudder beneath his tongue and arch my back into the motion. Soon he finds my swollen clit just begging to be licked to ecstasy. I grab the back of his head to steady myself and cry out as he licks my cunt faster and faster. “Fuck yes! Oh, I’m going to cum!” I scream. He stops just long enough to say, “Cum in my mouth Tess. I want to taste your sweet juices all in my mouth.” That was all it took to push me over the edge and I am bucking and shaking against his face as wave after wave of pleasure washes through my body. He lifts his face from between my legs and I can see the shining wetness of my cum all over his lips. He lifts me down from the bar and kisses me again and I taste my pleasure all over his mouth. I feel that his dick is hard again and feel the stirrings of my own reignited passion as I realize happily that this is far from over.
He bends me over the bar stool and stands behind me caressing my back and my ass. I instinctively push my ass out to take his cock and I feel the tip of his head slide in between my wet lips. In one quick thrust he fills me and I cry out with pleasure. He finds a rhythm and soon I am moving my hips back against him as he pushes himself up inside of me over and over again. I can feel his cock rubbing over that deliciously wonderful spot inside of me and I feel the pressure of another orgasm rising. “Oh Danny, oh fuck my cunt. I want to cum all over you. Please make me cum…” I moan and beg for him to make me cum and he moans with his rhythm behind me until suddenly I can’t hold back anymore and again I am shaking and screaming as I cum all over his dick, “Oh yes! Fuck yes!” I scream as I shudder against him again. He stops and says, “Now get back here and lick your juice off my cock.” I am on him in an instant and I lick and suck at him tasting my sweet juices all over him. He takes my hand and pulls me over to one of the tables. He sits in a chair and just looks at me. He is so hard still and I know that he has another cum in him. I am not so sure that I don’t for that matter. “Ride me you whore,” he says with a gleam in his eye, “Ride me right now until I cum. I’m going to cum all over your face and those tits. Get on my dick now.”
I don’t hesitate for a moment. I climb on his dick facing him and slip him deep inside of my pussy. I begin bouncing up and down on his cock and he grabs my tits and sticks one of my nipples back into his mouth. I can’t believe it, I can feel myself getting ready to cum again and I have barely even started riding him. His tongue is still rolling my nipple around his mouth and it increases the sensation of the building climax. I scream out as another orgasm rips through my body. He isn’t far behind me. He leans his head back, “Fuck yeah, just like that baby, fuck my cock and make me cum all over you.” Suddenly, he grabs my hips and moves me up and off of him. I am on my knees in front of him in seconds. Grabbing his dick he jerks it only once or twice until his cum is shooting out in streams covering my face and my tits in his salty mixture. I moan beneath him feeling his load cover my body. When he stops cumming I take his dick in my mouth to suck the last bit of pleasure out of him and feel satisfaction as he shakes under my caress.
He collapses back in the chair and just smiles. He looks at me and says, “Come here beautiful and let me look at you.” I stand up and go to him. He takes his shirt off and gently wipes all of the cum off of my body. He stands and puts his arms around me kissing me sweetly. “I am so glad you moved into this neighborhood. I can tell you and I are going to get along just great.” He grins and winks at me as he says it. I am glad I moved to the neighborhood, too. I am even happier that I walked into his bar. I can’t wait until the next time I decide I need a drink.
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