 My fantastic sex
It's long but I don't give a flying fuck.
The bar was pretty busy that night. I walked into Uncle Humpy's strip joint looking for some attention, but I wasn't feeling particulalry randy.
But some pleasurable company was just what I needed after my day. I won't go into detail, but it'd be hard to top the pure, gooey, fresh excrement that was the shittiness of my day.
I sidled on up to the bar and watched the strippers come out in their little outfits. Tonight seemed to be a theme, with a few sailors around the catwalk, and the girls in matching uniforms, but with skirts designed to show off some beautiful ass.
The buttons on their shirts looked ready to burst, as their DD boobs jumped up and down, hypnotising everything in the bar with a penis. I smiled, lit up a cigarette, leaned back on the bar and blew a smoke ring at the ceiling. I felt a glass enter my open hand, and I looked to see it being filled with Absolut vodka. Matt, the barman, smiled at me, and I raised my eyebrows in greeting. His sleek black hair and small beard got the attention of many of the girls, but well.
Barkeep don't make much money.
Anyway. I drank the vodka slowly, and was about to order another glass when a very fine young girl sat on the stool next to me. Not dressed like the other sluts, this girl was a fine redhead with a white sweater and tight blue jeans. She wore white street shoes, and her hair was tied into an elgant ponytail. Her body was slim but physically fit, longish legs, C cup breasts and a gorgeous ass made her a fine lookin' bang. She turned to face me, and smiled cutely.
Her jade-green eyes sparkled under her glasses, and her button nose and rosy cheeks only added to my attraction. I knew I had to have this woman. She smiled at me, then looked back towards the strippers. I thought for a moment, before choosing my opening line.
"Exactly what is a lady like yourself doing at Uncle Humpy's?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled. She half-rolled her eyes and shrugged, then pointed to the strippers and raised both her thumbs.
"Not very talkitive?" I asked. She shook her head, still smiling. She shrugged again. Undeterred, I kept speaking.
"Do you have a name, sweetheart?" she nodded, but still did not say a word. I smiled to myself, and I felt a sly look creep onto my face. This girl was a challenge, but I knew I would have her.
"Thirsty?" I asked. She then nodded, and turned to the bar. She pointed to my now empty glass, then gestured to the barman for two. He whipped them up and she slapped five bucks on the counter. She then put her hand on her head, signifying 'On me'. I picked up my vodka and breathed softly on it, sending a wave of cool mist in her direction. She closed her eyes and savored the feeling of it on her face. She then skulled back her drink, and put the glass on the table. She stood up and headed for the door, beckoning me to follow her.
I finished my drink and stood up. We walked outside together into the night, and she took my hand. I followed her, smiling like an idiot.
Soon enough we were at her hotel room. She locked the door and pushed me against the wall, kissing me with a firm passion. Her lips were soft and her tongue rolled over mine like a steamroller. I kissed her back and held her body close to mine. She grinded her hips against mine and dragged me over towards the bed.
She pushed my jacket off my shoulders, and I lifted her sweater up and off, revealing a black tank top. I ran my hands over her chest, caressing her boobs lovingly. She fell back onto the bed and I followed her, still shoving my tongue down her throat. She spread her legs and I grinded against her, her nails digging into my ass.
I lay beside her and slid my hand up her shirt, and pushed it up and off her body. She did the same with mine as I pushed her bra aside and sucked lovingly on her nipples. She arched her hips into the air and I grabbed her crotch with my other hand. She breathed heavily, and I looked up at her, hoping to catch an example of her voice. I undid and removed her bra one-handedly, and bit her nipples softly. I felt her hand on my pants, and I then realised how incredibly aroused I was. I opened her jeans and we slid each others pants off at the same time. I pulled her pants off her ankles and slid my hand back up to her pussy, which I touched softly, rubbing my flat hand up and down the moist flesh. She took my meat in her hand and rubbed it affectionately as I slowly pushed a finger inside of her. She then pushed me onto laying on my back and got on top of me. She started kissing me again, and I covertly stuck myself up into her.
She leaned back and rode me, bouncing up and down in time against my thrusting. I held her boobs, one in each hand, both squeezing the mounds and flicking the nipples at the same time. I smiled up at the beautiful vixen riding my cock, and she smiled back at me. I thrust harder, jamming myself up into her. She grabbed my hips and bounced faster on me, and we continued this motion of my cock basically slamming her pussy for a while.
After about an hour or so, she gasped. I felt her orgasm building around me, so I really started giving it to her. Right before she came, I jammed inside her, stopped, and as her pussy tightened I rammed into her harder and faster than ever before. Her juices dripped onto my hips as I stopped holding back my own orgasm. I let it build as I pounded her, every ounce of my strength to bang this vixen. I began to speak as I reached the point of magic.
"Lemme say your name, baby." I moaned. She leaned into me, her boobs rubbing against my chest. I sensed her second orgasm rapidly approaching, as she opened her mouth.
"Russell." she said in a deep, gruff voice.
Time froze.
The hotel room melted away, and I seemed to be in a dream land. Everything was white; a bright light had replaced the world. I looked up at this 'girl', and for some reason I wasn't shocked. I was suddenly surrounded by all the things I love, as the euphoria washed over my body and I felt my cock explode. Time suddenly warbled back into speed and it happened.
I yelled in pleasure as the euphoria took hold of my soul, and she yelled with me in her own pleasure. The slapping of our bodies turned into a buzzing with the immense speed, and I kept on squirting. Finally, we stopped, and she collapsed on top of me.
"Just kidding." she whispered in a soft, sweet womanly voice.
I had never cum harder.
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2007-03-07, 01:49
