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Ur Guy Walks Into A Bar
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Ur Guy Walks Into A Bar I was just finishing dinner, when you text me... A kiss emoji and an address, so I sent a kissing face back, a google mapped it... And it took me to a small bar, I parked on the street, walked to the front door, and walked inside... I nodded at the bartender, as I walked to the bar, ordered a double shot of Wild Turkey and a Red Bull... I noticed you as I looked past the bartender, the reflection in the mirror has, you sitting in the last booth at the back of the bar... A small galley style bar, with an online jukebox, in the back... I grabbed my drinks and walked to the jukebox, put $5 in and typed in 'You gotta give it to me' by J. Giles Band, added two other songs and left the 75 cents for the next person to use toward their, song on choice... I walked over to the table, you pulled your hair back from your eyes and place the strands behind you ear.. Running your tongue along your lower lips... Though, you were undressing me with your eyes, I can feel you molesting me with your mind... You have this nervousness about you, the way you tuck your lower lip under your upper teeth.. A sexy smirk that say you would simple have your way with me, anytime you want... And I would let you too, as you seem to place me in a trans, a state of mind, where you nearly control any and everything thing I do... Like you can read my mind, no, no, like you can rather place the directions in my head... As if I were your puppet, and you pull the strings, or in this case, your every thought is my command... Just as I begin to sit down, I notice your drink is almost gone, I wave to the bartender to bring you another... No sooner does my ass hit the booth, your foot slides up my leg, and runs the length of my inner thigh, pressing and rubbing against my semi hard cock... The instant your foot touches your new toy, your eyes widen as does your smile, rubbing your foot up and down, side to side hardening my cock with each and every stroke... You lean forward over the table, to kiss me, as you gin to close your eyes, I too lean forward to retrieve it from your silky rosy red lips… So, sensual, a simple thing like a kiss, to ignite the passion and excite the mind of things to come… As our wet lips part, and we lean back into our seats, the bartender brings your drink… I turn in the booth, to hold your leg, while I rub your foot, soft gentle firm, I press my thumb into your foot, and rub from heel t toe and back down again… After several passes, I feel your other foot rest upon my lap, your heel rocking back and forth, grinding against my balls… And ever so slowly in a circular motion, pressing the base of my shaft… You ask me to join you, on your side of the booth… Most eager and willing I feel you remove your feet from my lap, as you slip on your shoes… I slide out of the booth, as you mimic me, in doing the same; Standing to our feet your place your hand out in front of my hips, and rub firmly against my inner thigh, half grabbing at your new toy, giving it a nice long stroke, from balls to the head… I reach out to embrace you, holding you in my arms, you finish copping your feel, and hold me back, tongue running up the side of my neck to my earlobe, as you whisper, you get in first… I can feel the warmth of your breath upon my neck, and down the collar of my shirt… Sending goose bumps down my arms and down my back as well… I little nibble of my earlobe, you release it, and brush your chest up against me, as I work my way around you, and hop in the booth… I slide all the way to the wall, half turned toward you as you slide in close to me… Thigh to thigh, we sit, next to each other, you waste no time in, placing your hand on your cock, making sure he is stiff enough for you to toy with… I feel you rubbing your hand up to the head of my cock, and giving it a little pinch, as a precaution… Effortlessly, you unzip my fly, reach in, to feelI am not wearing any underwear, as I know you hate fighting with those extra layers… Pulling it out, you begin to gently and selflessly, stroke your cock, from head to balls, and back again… You pretend to cough, so you can spit in your hand, and lube your cock… Stroking me, like we are in the privacy of our own room, with each rolling stroke, wrapping your finger around me, ever so slowly, you rub the length of my shaft, all the way up, and all the way down… We never break eye contact, it's as though no one else, is in the bar, quickly your down stroke, as you fondle my balls and roll them around pulling them up, and rubbing them down… I feel as though, I should cum for you, yet I can't… My cock is so very hard, and skin tight, as if to split open, you say to me, now that's how I like my cock, harder than steel, ready and eager to pound the fuck out of my nice wet pussy… Harder and faster, you stroke me, all the way down, hitting the heel of your hand against my balls… Faster and faster still,<b> basket </font></b>weaving your way up and down, I can see it in your eyes, you are wanting me to cum for you… Then, you say it, 'cum for me, cum for me baby'… You stop, spitting into your hand once again, only to relentlessly stroke the life out of your cock, in hope to get me to cum… Then, you lean over and lick the length of your cock, giving the head a wet suckling kiss, drooling on it, so you can jerk me off, until you get what you want… Harder and faster and still weaving as you stroke me up and down, rubbing your finger over the top of the head of your cock, again and again and again, over and over up and down… You feel your cock begin to get even harder, beyond belief, you feel it, I let out a sigh, 'MMMmmm, baby' You lean over and kiss me, as you continue stroking your cock, my warm sticky cum on your hands and between your fingers, you kiss me again, as you pull your hand up, and so sexy you lick, it off your fingers and the back of your hand… 'Thanks you baby', you say, acting so innocent as if you had done nothing at all… You reach over and zip up my pants, roll my balls around a bit, pat your cock, as if he had done the right thing by you… 'You know, payback, is a very sexy thing' I ay to you, with an evil little grin… You smile at me and say, 'I hope so!' |
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