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It was a Thursday night and I was linking up with a couple of co-workers from the ski resort to head to our local Sushi bar. I was 26 at the time and managing a slope side bar and grill. Thursday night our friend bartended at the restaurant and they had a 2 for 1 drink special. We arrived around 7 and got three seats at the bar which happened to be right next to the hostess station and entryway.
We started with a round of cocktails and shots of Jameson. Our friend was hooking us up with strong drinks, and after my first two I was feeling real good. The food arrived and we had already moved on to round two. Yikes!
The seat to my left opened up for about five minutes and in my drunken haze I noticed a woman had taken up residence. She looked to be in her early 50’s, brunette, petite, nice ass in tight jeans and a small set of tits. I discretely ogled her for a second and then got back to my friends.
A drink later I got up the courage and struck up a conversation. She had her laptop out and seemed to be frantically working on something. “Do you need me to answer phone calls and take messages for you?” I leaned over and asked her.
“No, I’m good, but thanks for the offer,” she said laughing.
“I just noticed you were really busy, and I thought I would offer my services. Let me know if you change your mind.” I said, sounding a tad bit hurt by the rejection. fulya escort I was really drunk at that point and my friends wanted me to stop bothering the lady. They kept saying I was drunk, and they were right. I ignored them and kept chatting with my new friend, Cindy. I found out that Cindy was from Denver and was in town for business.
We were definitely flirting at this point. My bartender friend kept feeding us drinks, I was on number 5. My left hand had already found its way to her inner thigh and I slowly worked my way up to her pussy. Cindy parted her thighs for me, allowing me to rest my hand on her pussy. I could feel the heat. I was trying to be discreet, but the restaurant was packed and we were sitting right by the door on elevated bar stools.
I had lost all inhibitions at this point and she seemed to be into it, which encouraged me further. She was trying to act casual as she rubbed her pussy against my hand and parted her legs further.
My friends knew something was going on, but just acted like they weren’t noticing me rubbing on this strange woman’s pussy at the bar.
Next thing I know Cindy leaned over, grabbed my hardening cock, and whispered in my ear, “I want you to cum down my throat!” Hearing this made my cock jump in her hand. I reflexively grabbed and squeezed her pussy through her jeans which caused her bomonti escort to yelp.
At this point I wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her right on the bar. Instead I pull her near me, lifted her shirt, and put my head under her shirt. Pulling her tit out I started to suck and bite her nipple at the bar, in a packed restaurant . “OH MY GOD! YES! BITE MY FUCKING NIPPLE YOU BIG COCKED BASTARD!” She screamed, causing the patrons in the restaurant to all stare right at us.
Next thing I hear is, “YOU CAN’T DO THAT HERE! This is a RESTAURANT! YOU HAVE TO GO NOW!” I come out from under her shirt to see a fuming manager yelling at me.
Cindy and I grabbed our shit and ran out of there. We laughed our asses off as we stumbled down Main Street in the direction of her hotel. “I’ve never done anything like that. It was so amazing! I’ve never felt so alive,” She said.
“Me neither Cindy, I can’t believe I did that. I can’t ever go back there. Fuck! It was so fucking worth it. I want fuck that little pussy of yours so bad right now!” I replied.
She yanked my arm and we dipped into a dark narrow side street. Cindy pushed me against the wall and pulled my pants down. I was rolling commando that day and my cock just sprang up nearly hitting her face. She ogled my thick 8 inch cock for a second before devouring it. Her warm kurtuluş escort mouth engulfed my cock sending shockwaves down to my toes. She was sucking hard. She kept pushing until I felt the head of my cock make a popping sensation. I was buried in her throat.
I grabbed her hair and yanked her mouth off my cock. Thick Spit clung to my cock and her lips as she gasped for air. “You have an amazing cock,” She managed to get out before I slammed my cock back in her mouth. I grabbed fistfuls of hair with both hands and started to throat fuck her. I was getting close. I wanted to cum down her throat. She sensed I was getting close. I let go of her and let her catch her breath. “May I use my hand?” She asked. I nodded in the affirmative.
She took my balls in her hand and swallowed my cock past the popping point. She moved back and forth, I felt a popping sensation every time she took me down her throat. “I’m going to cum!” I yelled.
Hearing this she squeezed my balls and swallowed one more time, I popped into her throat and it set me off. “I’M FUCKING CUMMING DOWN YOUR THROAT YOU OLD SLUT!” I yelled at her. She held me there, draining every drop. My body spasmed as I emptied my balls. Once she was satisfied she let go of my balls and my softening saliva coated cock plopped out of her mouth.
“Thank you!” She said as she wiped her mouth and licked her fingers. She straightened her hair and stood up. I pulled my pants up and we walked out of the shadows.
I smacked her ass hard and said, “Lets go to your room. It’s your turn to cum.”
“Yes daddy, I want to be your slut tonight,” She said in a sultry voice causing my cock to twitch.
To be continued…
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