25/03/2014
So it's a Friday night. I'm out with some friends for a few drinks after work and you're doing the same. It's my shout and I make my way to the bar. As I wait I see you and you catch my eye. I quickly look away and then glance back, you're still staring at me as I knew you would be. I smile because I know you know what I did. And you know I know you know. You smile back. Then I'm being asked what I want by the barmaid. Suddenly you're by my side and your arm is touching mine. It's like every nerve in my body is on fire. I've never seen you before but there's this electricity between us like I've never felt. The barmaid is waiting for my order but I don't hear her. I am looking at you. Your eyes are piercing. You gently take my elbow and guide me towards the door. There's an outside area and because it's a bit cold there's no one out there. You push me against the wall, and you bring your face into mine. I know you're going to kiss me. But before you do I quickly turn you so you're against the wall and then I take your wrists and hold them both with one of mine. I kiss your lips. So softly that you might not know I had even touched you but as I kiss you again you moan softly. I part your lips with my tongue and finds yours. You try to kiss me deeply but I want this to be a whole new experience for you. It has to be slow, I need you to discover me. To want me. I can already feel you hardening against me. I kiss you again and this time I let you pull me close and kiss me. I can feel how hard you are through the fabric of my dress. Suddenly the hardness of you is all I can think about. I need to see you. To touch you. To taste you. I unfasten your jeans and slide them down. I stroke your cock through your tight black ck's. You are straining against the material, pushing against my hand. I quickly pull them down and gaze at your impressive cock. I feel myself getting wetter. Truth is, I've been wet since that first glance. I kneel down in front of you. I gently cup your balls with one hand and trail my finger down the shaft of your cock. I lower my head. I kiss the tip of your cock and I can taste the little drops of pre cum. I run my tongue up and down your cock. You touch my head and I know what you want. I want it too. Your cock filling my mouth. I slowly take you in my warm mouth, inch by inch. Swirling my tongue around and sucking gently. Then I move so that I can get you in deeper. And I start fucking you with my mouth. You're pushing my head down. My mouth is full. I can't take anymore but still you're pushing your cock in and I'm sucking. Faster and faster. I hear you groaning and saying "fucking hell, fucking hell" I slow my pace down. I don't want to make you cum. Not yet. I slow it right down until I'm teasing you with just my tongue. And then I stop. I stand up and kiss you. I bite your lip and then I whisper in your ear that I want you to taste me. I lean against the wall. My dress is lifted and my lace panties are soaked. You pull them down. They fall at my feet. You bury your head in my wet cunt. Your tongue, slowly discovering me. You find my clit and your tongue sucks on it hungrily. I'm touching your head, pushing you in deeper. Your tongue is driving me insane. It flicks and points, quick little movements, slow delicious lapping of my juices, your fingers find me and you're fucking me with them while your tongue licks my swollen clit. I honestly don't know where I am. But I know I'm about to cum. My juices squirt into you mouth and on your fingers and you stop to enjoy the pleasure you've given me. I know you won't be able to wait to plunge your cock into me now. And I'm right. You stand up and take me hand. You've seen the table too. I knew when we came outside you'd fuck me over the table. I smile and I stop to kiss you. Your lips are wet and I can taste myself. I can't wait for you. I put my hands on the table and lean forward, my arse is lifted and my legs parted. In the moonlight I'm sure you can see my cunt glistening. Open and ready for you. You don't mess around. You are straight in. I gasp with pleasure and you withdraw almost completely and thrust again. And again. I'm pushing back on your cock. I want to feel your balls smacking against my pussy. It's incredible. It's rough. It's fast and deep. We don't care if anyone has seen or heard us. We just need each other. You are fucking me like I've never been fucked before. I begging you to fuck me harder, faster. I tell you I've been naughty and you ask if I need to be spanked. I say yes and 'thwack', you hand smacks my arse and it stings. You spank me again. And again. Each smack is followed deliciously by a hard thrust. So deep inside me that I'm crying out. Suddenly your pace quickens and I know you won't be long. I reach around and start rubbing my clit and it seems to drive you wild, I'm rubbing faster and and faster and I'm losing myself in what's about to happen. You pull my hair hard and with one last thirst you fill my cunt with your hot, sticky cum. And you wrap your arms around me and breathe me in. I'm shaking. I turn around and you kiss me. It's a slow kiss that tells me this won't be the last time I see you. You move towards the wall, stop and pick something up. My lace panties. You offer them to me but I tell you to keep them. I'll get them next time. You laugh and take my hand and we go back into the bar.