Dave was always at his local bar. There was precious little else going on in his life and at least he wasn’t in every night staring at the four walls. He was at least staring at the girls that came into the bar instead. There were some pretty hot ones too, particularly at the weekends as they dropped by the bar, dressed up to the nines ready for a night on the town.
There was one in particular he had his eye on. She was a petite brunette but with curves in all the right places and she certainly was not afraid to show them off. She wasn’t slutty, more confident in her own skin - something Dave certainly wasn’t. Stare was all he could do, safe in the knowledge that he would never find the courage to approach her or in fact any of them.
Occasionally he wondered if she looked over at him but figured that if she did it was only because he was starting at her. Or maybe it was that time of the night when the beer starting to work its magic and he was imagining things. Either way, he never got a second look out of her and frankly, him not being exactly a catch, he wasn’t surprised.
One Saturday she came into the bar quite late. There were fewer friends with her than usual and she had a pretty, white dress on that didn’t look like it had been chosen for a night out on the pull. In fact, she looked quite sweet in it. Dave was even more transfixed than ever.
He went up to the bar to get himself another drink and to his amazement he suddenly found himself stood right next to her. He was desperate to look at her but kept his gaze ahead. In looking forward he had forgotten the mirror behind the bar and turned headlong into full eye contact. He was so stunned he didn’t look away. Amazingly she stared right back, breaking into a coy smile. Without knowing were the nerve came from, he turned right round to her , “Can I get you a drink?”
She raised an eyebrow at him, as surprised as he was at his sudden confidence. “Great”, she said, “make mine a white wine.”
With drinks in front of them now, still stood at the bare, Dave found himself having to stand close to her as they talked. It was a great excuse, there not being much room! Pressed up against her and leaning in to hear what she was saying, he got a magnificent view down the front of her dress and her tits were as good as he could ever hope for. A good size for someone so petite elsewhere!
She wasn’t backing away from him at all. In fact she was pressing her body against his groin now and the look in her eyes was unmistakeable. She wanted to get fucked and was coming onto him without question. He had no idea why she had picked him and didn’t care. She leant in even closer and took him by the hand. He looked back at her confused for a second but then realised she was leading him outside to the back of the bar. It was a private area for staff only, darkly lit and empty during this busy time - perfect.
Immediately she kissed him, her tongue going deep. Hungry and with a promise of so much more, her kiss was experienced and passionate. Her hand reached straight for his cock, reaching inside his fly to unleash him, wasting no time in getting closer to the banging she longed for.
His hands were straight onto her tits, pulling her dress off her shoulders and letting it fall down over her breasts and he felt a rush of excitement at exposing them to the night air. She moved backwards, walking towards a ledge by the wall. He lifted her up onto it and instantly put his arms tight around her, kissing her deeply as he pushed his whole body against her as she wrapped her legs around him.
With one hand he reached down and slid his hand into her underwear and straight to her dripping wet pussy. She was ready to be fucked right here and now and he had wanted her for so long he was going to go ahead and take her. With one move he pulled off her thong and drove his cock into her cunt, all the way in. She threw back her head and sighed a deep sigh, arching her back and looking like just the feel of him inside her was enough to make her come instantly.
He pulled out and thrust roughly into her again. Again, she sighed, rolling her head to one side, her eyes closed. She was his and he knew he could do what he wanted. He reached his hands round to her curvy, smooth behind and in the process pulled himself deeper into her. She groaned, tightening the grip of her legs around his waist, her whole body begging him to take her to the climax she was desperate for. Again, he thrust hard. This time he didn’t stop to see the effect, he started to pump into her with only one aim. Quickening, he had never fucked so hard before. He was aware of her breathing, the light whimpers, but all he could do was look down, watching her pussy take the length of his member time and again, right up to his balls.
He could feel the pulsing in his cock, the rise of ecstasy as he fired a jet of creamy come into her with more force than he’d ever known. Clasping her, he made sure every drop went into her cunt.
He looked up at her face and saw she was flushed, her breathing slower and her eye lids slightly heavy so he knew she was sated. He pulled out of her and straightened his clothing, ready to go back into the bar. The relief at not being caught started to catch up with him, for the first time noticing the shadows of people from inside. But would he do it again next she was in? Of that he was certain.
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