I was working last night and was flirting with a bunch of guys who were tipping really well and doing shots with Melissa who works with me at the bar. I was on my way to the back to get more lemons when I felt him grab me and shove me up against the wall. "Are you having fun making those guys all hot for you?" he asked all breathless. He moved his right hand and started massaging my tit and I got wet instantly. There was something animalistic about this one I thought to myself. Like he couldn't help himself from molesting me like that. He shoved his hand up my skirt and shoved my thong to the side and he was two fingers buried before I even knew what was happening and I was soaking wet. He smiled when he felt that and started to fingerfuck me right there. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the guy's bathroom and shoved me toward a stall. I stood with my back to the wall and he was unbuckling his jeans in front of me, his eyes a sparkling white in the dark bathroom. And then he was lifting me up against the wall with his hand underneath my ass and his cock was inside me easily because of the slickness of my pussy. He didn't last that long. But it was the hottest sex I've ever had. I felt the wetness from him and me dripping down the inside of my thighs and had to wipe it off.
"Who was that?" Melissa asked me when afterwards, we came to the bar and he had a shot of tequila before taking off. "He's hot! "
"Yeah he is damn it." I said laughing.
I didn't hear from him for a couple of days after that. But it wasn't as if we were being exclusive or anything. Honestly, the only thing we had been doing together was getting drunk and hitting up second base. Until the night at my work. I was really busy though because the weekend was a holiday and and the bar was packed every night. But I did catch myself looking out at the crowd a few times to see if he was out there trying to get my attention.
And then tonight, as I was closing up and counting out, I heard somebody come in. I was about to turn around to tell them we'd already done last call and saw him standing there.
"Hey," he said casually, looking like he had been partying somewhere.
"Hey you...how are ya?" I asked trying to sound pretty nonchalant but was surprised at how happy I was to see him.
"Wanna come over to my place tonight? You can leave your car here and I'll help you pick it up tomorrow." He was looking down at the ground when he said that and then looked up and smiled suddenly and I melted.
"K. Just let me finish counting out and I'll be right with you." And then he was outside waiting for me.
His place was pretty small and really kind of messy. I didn't expect the mess. But it wasn't dirty so I wasn't uncomfortable or anything. We had picked up some Thai food on the way home and he put the food out on the table with some utensils and turned on some music videos. He asked me some questions about my family and where I had grown up. He asked me about my job and we talked a bit about the food. And he pulled out a couple of beers from the fridge and we started to drink.
He moved toward me on the couch and began to kiss me, lightly at first and then intensely. He grabbed my hair with his left hand and kind of tilted my head and was kissing my neck and shoulders. He put his hands inside my tank top and took off my bra but left the shirt on and lifted the bottom so that my tits were exposed and licked and sucked on my nipples, almost biting them. The he nudged me back so that I was leaning back on the couch and began to unbuckle my jeans. He was staring at my face the whole time, moving very slowly and I was getting really turned on. Once the jeans were off, he came up really close to my panty clad pussy and licked it from the outside, feeling my legs spreading. And then he moved the panties to the side and licked my pussy up and down, gently and then forcefully. He found the clit that was getting bigger and redder and put it in his mouth and sucked on it, while spreading my pussy lips open with his fingers and and shoving his fingers inside. When I came, he didn't stop the sucking but slowed down so that my orgasm seemed to last a lifetime. I felt like an invisible fluid draining from the top of neck all the way down my spine and couldn't stop shaking afterwards. He held me while i came back to earth and gently moved my hair to the side and asked me if I was ok.
I laughed and gave him a look that indicated that I had never been more ok. And I wanted nothing more at that moment than to return the favor. I motioned to him to take a seat on the couch and moved between his legs on my knees. I took off my shirt so he can look down at my tits while I went down on him. I started at the tip and licked slowly and around and around until he started arching his back. And then I put his cock in my mouth and sucked. I looked up at him as I was doing that and the look on his face turned me on even more. I never understood why guys like to look at girls with cocks shoved in their mouths. I don't think it's a particularly flattering look but i knew it would turn him on. I started to massage his balls as the same time and licked the upper side of his cock. I learned that trick from an ex boyfriend and it worked on him too. It didn't take long. He tapped my head to indicate that he was about to come but I just stared at him and took him in my mouth, which made him explode.
We fell asleep on the couch, him holding me close to him my back and ass leaned into him.