0 comments/ 44992 views/ 3 favorites A Night at the Bar By: sallultie I admit that once in awhile I like to misbehave. I always get caught and I always get punished, and even though I usually like the punishment (most of it anyway), I really hate to disappoint my master so I try very hard to be good. But I don't always succeed. I talked back to Master last night and got my ass whipped for it. I loved the whipping at first, but then it went on until my ass was raw and tears were streaming down my face, and Master said he didn't want to whip me so bad but that I needed to be taught a lesson. Then he made me sleep alone and he told me I had to stay in and be by myself all the next day and night and think about why I disobey him. I've thought about it all day and I really don't know why I do it, it's like something just gets inside me and makes me be bad even when I don't want to be. Sometimes I do it to get his attention or to get a nice flogging, but I made up my mind to do better and I promised myself that I would be a better slave for him -- I'd show him the respect I feel for him and I wouldn't be naughty anymore. But then after it got dark, I heard his car leave and I started to feel left out. The more I thought about it, the worse I felt. I'd vowed to behave better, and I should have been able to go out with him! After a couple hours I started to get angry at being left alone, so I decided to sneak out and have fun anyway. I knew I shouldn't do it, and something inside me warned me not to, but I couldn't help it. I dressed in a too-small white tank top and my shortest miniskirt, a black leather one, with black heels and no bra or panties. Master loves it when I dress like a slut for him, but he doesn't like me to go out like that, especially without him. But my mind was made up: if he was going to ignore me, I'd just go ahead and make my own fun. I drove around a little while and ended up at a small dark bar near the edge of town. As I walked in I knew all eyes were on me, and I couldn't help showing off. I moved suggestively and threw my shoulders back so my large breasts stood out even further, knowing my nipples were clearly visible through the tight shirt. I perched on a stool, barely able to keep my ass covered by the short skirt and I ordered a coke. I sucked on the straw and teased it with my tongue as I looked around the place. There weren't a lot of people there, and a nicely dressed couple gave me a dirty look as they got up to leave. A few of the men turned their eyes away nervously when I looked at them but some licked their lips and kept staring back when my eyes met theirs. There weren't many women in the bar, but the ones who were there turned away from me and tried to get their date's and husband's attention. The women were disgusted by me, and jealous too. Then someone I hadn't noticed before approached me from a dark corner, and one of the guys who was licking his lips while he leered also approached me. Now I had a man on either side of me buying me drinks and chatting me up and of course, staring at me. I looked at the bulge in the jeans of one and in the suit pants of the other as they both asked me what I'm doing later. I love making them swagger and strut for me, so I teased them a bit before I said, "Well, let's say we all go somewhere quiet and find something fun we could all do together." They were both taken aback, telling me they're not fags and that they each wanted me for themselves. I kept teasing them both for awhile, then I finally said, "Well, too bad you feel that way," and I arched my back and stretched, uncrossing my legs on the tiny bar stool. I could feel their eyes popping out of their heads and I said, "Ok, if you're sure, but I know we could have a good time... after all I have lots of places to put these," and I lightly brushed the front of their pants. "Or you could take turns while the other one watches... but, if you don't want to, you don't want to." They both rearranged themselves as they reached into their pockets and pulled out their keys, both of them saying "All right, let's go!" Just then I heard a voice behind me that said very quietly and very sternly, "Slut." I jumped in fear and my heart pounded as my master went on, "You're just a common slut aren't you?" The two guys figured they were there first and they told him to get lost. I was frozen with fear wondering what was going to happen. My master simply said, "Tell them who I am, slut." "This is my master, I belong to him," I said. The two guys were confused and reached to pull me towards them. "Show them, slave," Master said as I slipped off the barstool. "Yes sir," and I pulled my skirt up over my ass and they both gasped when they saw the welts on it. The few people still in the bar left then, uncomfortable and disgusted. The bartender was standing down at the end of the bar taking it all in. "What were you doing, slave?" Master asked me, and I bowed my head and said very quietly, "Master, I asked these men to fuck my pussy and my ass." He asked me why. "Because I am a worthless slut who doesn't know any better." He asked who my cunt and my ass belong to and I replied, "My cunt belongs to you, Master. My ass belongs to you, Master." The guy in the suit whispered "Wow..." and the one in the jeans let out a long low whistle, but they didn't move. "Did I tell you to share the cunt and ass that belong to me with strangers tonight, slave?" Master asked. "No sir, I'm sorry." I was terrified. I knew I'd gone too far this time. I was breathing in short gasps as I bent over the bar stool and offered my bare ass for my punishment. Master laughed and said he wasn't about to get thrown in jail over a dirty whore like me and that he'll save my whipping for later. But then he spread my ass cheeks roughly with his hands and shoved a large plug into my hole. I cried out in pain but managed to say, "Thank you Master." He stood me up and I was surprised to feel the long tails of a ponyplug brushing the back of my thighs. The bartender chuckled. Then Master pulled the rest of my skirt up so it was all bunched around my waist, and my pussy was exposed for them all to see. Master grabbed it roughly and said, "Tell them again who this belongs to, slut." I said once again, "My cunt belongs to you, Master." Then he shoved four fingers roughly into my pussy and said, "I figured as much. See what a dirty wet slut you are?" He held his slick, wet fingers in my face and made me lick them clean one by one. Master turned to the two guys and told them he must apologize for his slut's bad behavior, that she shouldn't have offered what wasn't hers to give. He said he hoped there weren't any hard feelings and the two guys kind of mumbled, not knowing what to say. They were totally impressed by him by that time and not about to try their "we saw her first" routine now. Master went on, telling them it wasn't their fault the slut promised them something she shouldn't have, and he'd see if he could make it up to them somehow. He grabbed my wrists and cuffed them behind me, thrusting my breasts out in front of me, my nipples pushing against the taut fabric of the almost see-thru shirt. "She does have good tits though, doesn't she?" he asked the two guys as he pinched my nipples hard. They both agreed immediately and then he said, "They look good this way, but I think we can make them better," and he pulled my left nipple so hard and so far that I whimpered. After a few unbearable seconds he let go of my nipple suddenly but he still held my shirt pulled way out in a tight point. He took something from his pocket and snip, he cut off the point of the shirt that he held in his hand. The shirt sprang back and my tit bounced out through the hole he'd cut. I whimpered again but remained motionless, fearful of making it worse. Master kneaded my exposed tit roughly and said, "Yes, much better, don't you think?" The two guys were like kids in a candy store watching this and they both said, "Hell yeah, that's hot!" Master knew how humiliated I felt and he was loving it. He pulled the other nipple out hard and far but this time he turned me so the guys could see through the sleevehole of the stretched out tanktop before he let go of my breast. It flopped back as he let go, my nipple stinging, then he cut another hole in my shirt and it sprang back. Both of my breasts were now hanging out through holes in my shirt, my nipples red and hard. "Yeah, these are good titties," Master said, grabbing one in each hand so hard that I gasped. He squeezed and kneaded them so roughly I knew they'd be covered with bruises, and at the same time I could feel my pussy throbbing from being used and humiliated by him like this, with others watching. I was completely in his control now and would do anything he asked me to. Then Master walked me to a clear space on the floor and told me to drop to my knees, which of course I did right away, with my knees apart as he'd taught me. "Shake out your pretty tail, slut," he said and I shook my ass so the ponytail untangled from my feet and streamed down behind me again. It was a long tail and I had to shake hard. Each time I felt my ass clenching the plug tighter inside it, and with each shake I could smell the aroma of my pussy juices in the air. Master said, "I shouldn't let these guys go home with nothing after they've been promised so much -- that wouldn't be polite, isn't that right slut?" "Yes, Master," I replied quietly. "Open your slut mouth," and I opened my mouth wide, realizing how pathetic I must look and knowing I deserved nothing less. He walked over to the bar and told the two guys that he'd let me blow them if they want, and the bartender too if he'd just pour a drink for everyone first. Of course the guys were happy to accept his offer at this point and they each fucked my mouth while Master sat quietly watching and sipping his drink. The guy in the suit went first, driving his hard cock roughly between my lips. After about a dozen hard rams, he came right into my mouth and I looked to Master for guidance. He just stared back at me for a moment as I was nearly choking and some of the guy's cum dribbled down my chin. Then Master nodded once slowly, so I swallowed the hot mouthful, gagging and gasping for air. Then the guy in the jeans took his place and fucked my mouth harder and longer than the first, forcing his long cock deep into the back of my throat over and over until tears streamed down my face. Then he pulled out and shot his cum all over my face and hair. Finally the bartender had a turn, and he pumped my mouth faster and harder and longer than either of the others. When he finally pulled his cock out of my mouth, he shot his cum all over my exposed tits and the remains of my shirt, shooting spurt after spurt until I was soaked and dripping. I remained there silently on my knees as they all joined Master again at the bar, my lips raw and my throat aching, my arms sore from the strain of being cuffed behind me through all this. Now I felt like the true slut I'd only been playing at earlier and I was sure Master was pleased at how well I'd obeyed and accepted my punishment. The guys each thanked him for his generosity and ordered another round of drinks, but he stood up and said he was taking the whore home now, and I started to look forward to his sweet aftercare and a long hot bath. He walked over to me and the three guys all turned around to watch, hoping to learn some tips from a true master. He stood in front of me for a moment and shook his head as he looked down at me, then he roughly pulled me to my feet by my hair and said, "So you got what you came looking for, didn't you slut?" In a voice hoarse from so much cock ramming my throat I said, "I'm very sorry Master, I couldn't help myself. I'm just a horny slut who needs your discipline to control me. Thank you for punishing me as I deserved and for humiliating me like the cheap slut I am. I exist only for your amusement and pleasure, sir." From the corner of my eye I could see all three of the guys who'd just fucked my mouth were staring wide-eyed and I was so proud to be owned by such a strong and controlling master. I turned around and could barely hold out my hands to be uncuffed, my arms and back were so sore. Master laughed and said, "That wasn't your punishment slut, and those cuffs aren't coming off yet. That was only fulfilling the promise you made to these nice gentlemen, and we always live up to our promises. You will however be punished for making those promises, since you offered things that aren't yours to give. Your punishment awaits you when you get home, and it will be severe." I shuddered with fear at the fate that awaited me and whispered meekly, "Yes sir, as I deserve." Then he said goodbye to the men who'd used me and he pushed me towards the door. I resisted, knowing it would just make things worse, but surely he didn't expect me to go outside like that? A loud hard slap on my ass made me realize that's exactly what he expected, and my ass stung and throbbed around the plug jammed into it as I walked to the door. Although the bar's parking lot was all but deserted and it was very late, it was right off a highway that still had a steady stream of cars traveling in both directions. The cold night air attacked my exposed nipples and licked at the dampness on my thighs and pussy. It dried my cum-soaked hair into stiff strands and plastered my cum-soaked shirt to my skin around the tit holes cut out of it. I looked around for Master's car, the buttplug's ponytail swishing across the back of my thighs with each step. I'd never felt so used by my master as this degradation was making me feel, but I'd never behaved quite this badly before either. "Walk out to the end of the parking lot," he said and I obeyed, walking towards the stream of headlights going by in both directions. "I parked a little ways away, but we'll have a nice walk, won't we?" As we approached the highway he told me to turn right and then we were walking down the shoulder of the busy highway side by side, with me closest to the roadway. It's a dark highway with no streetlights but I knew I could be seen in the headlights of cars as they approached from both directions. Most cars just drove by but a few noticed me and slowed down. Some rolled down their windows to stare and whistle, and a few shouted vulgar catcalls at me. I was wondering how far away the car was and how much longer I'd have to endure this. Master sensed my shame and told me to just keep walking, and to hold my head up proudly because I'd finally become the total slut that I was always meant to be. "Yes sir," I said, as more and more cars drove by and ogled me. Every now and then one of them braked suddenly and then more people saw me as they slowed down behind the car that stopped. I realized what a spectacle I must be: cars approaching from the front saw my big tits sticking out of my cut-up shirt and my skirt bunched up at my waist showing my pussy, then when they moved slowly past they saw my handcuffs and my bare ass with the ponytail sticking out of it. Cars approaching from behind got the same show but in the opposite order. Shame nearly overwhelmed me and I was grateful they couldn't see the dried cum all over my face and hair and tits in the dark. But I loved it too, I loved being the slutty roadside attraction that people will remember and talk about for years, and the cold air licked deliciously at the new wetness oozing down the inside of my thighs. Finally I saw Master's car and as lusty as I felt, I was overwhelmed with relief at putting an end to this degradation. As he opened the door he said, "I knew a long walk in the night air would do you some good, slut," and he laughed, telling me to get into the front seat on my knees facing backwards. I obeyed and shook out my tail once again before settling my ass down on my heels. "Oh no you don't!" he said, and he pulled me up to my knees and pushed me against the seatback, grabbing my tits and pulling them onto the top of the seatback. The door slammed and he got in the driver's side door, looking me over as he started the car. "Let's drive home through town," he said, starting the car. I thought of the busy fully-lit nightspot areas he planned to travel through and then he said, "Your punishment will begin when we arrive home." * * * * * Copyright ©2001 May not be reprinted without permission. A Night at the Bar I finally commanded my girlfriend to go out to a bar one night just to see what would happen. For months we talked about her going out and flirting to see where it led to, but she would always say no. This time I wasn't accepting no, and I told her to get dressed we're going out. At first she resisted, but I played my cards right. "As your master, you will go up and get dressed to go out." Without saying a word, she headed up to change. "Make sure you wear something seductive and eye catching." I yelled up to her. I waited on the couch and watched TV, as she got ready. When she walked into the room, I was at a loss for words. Simply put, she looked amazing! I smiled my approval at her. I got up, turned off the TV, took her by the hand, and led her out to the car. I knew it wouldn't take long before she would be hit on. We drove around a little while and ended up at a small bar near our place. I had her go in first and tailed in after her. I knew all eyes were on her, and I couldn't help telling her to show off. She moved very suggestively and her nipples were clearly visible through the tight shirt. There weren't a lot of people there. A few of the men turned their eyes away nervously when she looked at them but some licked their lips and kept staring back when her eyes met theirs. There weren't many women in the bar, but the ones who were there turned away and tried to get their significant others attention. Just as I thought, it didn't take long before one approached her, and one of the guys who was licking his lips while he leered also approached her. Now she had a man on either side of her buying drinks and chatting and of course, staring at her. I walked over to be within earshot to hear what was being said just as they both asked what she was doing later. "Well, let's say we all go somewhere quiet and find something fun we could all do together." she replied. I couldn't believe my ears! She was being extremely up-front, which is not her character at all. She's a flirt, but never so forward. They were both taken back. I could tell neither of them were sure what to say. She kept teasing them both for a while, then finally said, "Well, are we going to sit and talk all night or are we going to get out of here?" Their eyes popped out of their heads and she said, "Ok, if you're sure, but I know we could have a good time... after all I have lots of places to put these," and she lightly brushed the front of their pants. "Or you could take turns while my boyfriend watches... but, if you don't want to, you don't want to." Confusion fell over their faces so she began to explain a little better. "My boyfriend took me out tonight to be flirtatious and see where it led, and if something happened, I would have to involve him. He is totally fine with this so you don't need to worry about anything, just a fun night for all." They were still a bit confused, but I could tell they were also interested. One of the guys finally spoke and said, "As long as it's ok, I don't mind at all." "Me either" said the other. I didn't think there would be a problem at all. She turned around and smiled at me. I knew she was extremely turned on and was glad I commanded her. She turned back around to the two guys and said, "This is my boyfriend" introducing me to them both. They just nodded at me not really sure what to say. "Let's go." she said, not wanting to waste time. We all left together and she told them to come with us. They all got into the back seat. I got in, and drove off. As we headed to our place, she got to know them more and got a little friendlier with them. They wasted no time roaming their hands all over her body. I knew she was soaked already and they were going to be in for a nice surprise when they find out how wet she gets. I pulled into the driveway and looked in the rearview mirror to see that one of them had already started rubbing and teasing her nipples through her shirt while the other one was kissing her. We all got out of the car quickly and headed upstairs. The taller of the two was walking behind her and lifted her shirt off over her head. He began to rub his hands up and down her ass as she headed for the bedroom. He grabbed her by her arms lightly and pulled her close to him and kissed her very passionately. He led her back to the bed and had her lie back and began to run his hands all along her body again. His hands glided down her arms very lightly and moved towards her breasts. He began to tease her softly rubbing in small circles with the palms. The other guy went to the side of her and began tracing the tips of his fingers up and down her side. She began to writher and squirm at their touch, letting out faint soft moans. The tall one lifted her up and unhooked her bra. He very slowly and seductively slid it off her shoulders. He gently laid her back down on the bed and leaned in and began to nibble on her neck. His tongue ran down to the base of her neck and he sucked on it very gently. His hand glided down tracing her nipple with the tip of his finger while the other one sucked softly on the other. Slowly he continued to let his fingertips trace down her stomach. The other continued teasing her nipple with the tip of his tongue. He reached her jeans and unbuttoned them. He grabbed her zipper and pulled it down. Grabbing hold of her jeans by her hips, he tugged at them and she lifted her hips up and he slid them off her. He teased her by gliding his finger up along her slit through her panties. He slowly did this a few times while the other guy ran his tongue back and forth between both her nipples sucking each one gently. His hand grabbed her panties and slid them off her running both his hands back up along the inner part of her calf, continuing past her knees, slowly sliding them along her thighs and finally reaching her clit. He rubbed her in very slow circles and her hips began to gyrate simultaneously with him. I continued to watch these two just drive my girlfriend wild with pleasure. He maintained a steady pace of teasing her clit with his finger and her moans were becoming a little more intense. The other continued sucking on each of her nipples gently nibbling them from time to time. I watched as the one teasing her clit stopped and sucked on his fingertip. He found her clit again and this time rubbed her up and down. Slowly he started to trace down her slit teasing the outer part of her pussy lips. He positioned himself between her legs and very slowly and gently slid his finger deep into her. She moaned a little louder as his finger went in deep. He continued to finger her in a slow steady motion and lowered his head down and placed his mouth around her clit and sucked on it gently. I watched as his tongue ran downward tasting her sweet juices flowing out of her. With slow long licks he began teasing her. Her moans grew more intense as she was being taken advantage of. I positioned myself on the other side of her and began to kiss her. I whispered into her ear "You love having strange men have their way with you don't you?" "Oh yes" she said. Her hips were lifting high in the air as he licked up and down her slit. "Mmm she is so fucking wet" he said. "I love how wet she is." I watched as his finger slid in and out of her while he still sucked on her clit. The other guy kept changing from one nipple to the other and also licking up and down her neck. She kept thrusting forward to him as he ran his tongue all around her clit and fingered her. She started to become louder with her moans, bucking and gyrating as his tongue traced and licked her up and down and in and out. "Ohhhh god!" she screamed as her body shook with the first of many orgasms. He hummed on her clit sending vibrations throughout her body. "I need you to fuck me right now!" she screamed as another orgasm came flowing out of her. I was licking and nibbling on one nipple while the other was doing the same to her other one. I licked up and down her neck, biting gently and sucking softly. I looked down and watched as he started to slide two fingers in and out of her a little faster. I placed my lips to hers and kissed her very passionately and deeply. I traced my tongue with hers and sucked on the tip of it. Slowly I glided my tongue along her lips. In soft, short breaths she said "I need someone inside me now!" The one sucking and teasing her clit and fingering her deep got up and took off his pants. While the two of us licked her nipples and sucked on them, he lifted up her legs and positioned himself in front of her and took the head of his cock and rubbed it up and down the outer part of her soaked pussy. Then he slowly slid into her gently inch by inch. Holding her legs up, he started to pick up speed sliding in and out of her going deeper with each thrust. "Oh yes fuck me!" she screamed over and over. "Yeah, he loves watching a stranger fuck me so good." With deep fast thrusts he kept sliding in and out of her hard. I was so into watching her enjoying him; I didn't notice that she was watching the other guy jerking off. She looked deep into my eyes with such lust; I grabbed her by her head and kissed her hard. "You like watching this cock go in and out of my wet pussy don't you?" she said to me as she was getting into it more and more. "Yes!" I exclaimed, being so turned on by the way her voice sounded when she said it. She turned her head to the guy stroking himself and she watched with an intense look. Her body was shaking and her breasts bouncing up and down from her being fucked a little harder. "Come over here" she told the one jerking himself. Her hand surrounded his dick and she pulled him to her mouth and ran her tongue up along the shaft and ran her tongue in circles around the tip. Moans filled the room as they all got more and more into it with each other. He slowed down the pace some pulling out intentionally slow and sliding back into her slowly. He continued for a short time then started to thrust deep into her hard and a little faster. "Ohhhh his cock feels so good inside me!" she screamed out, knowing that hearing her say it just drove me over the edge. He pulled out of her "Turn over." he commanded her. She did exactly what she was told and quickly laid on her stomach and positioned herself onto her hands and knees. He got behind her and very slowly slid back inside her deep. The other guy positioned himself in front of her and she took him back into her mouth slowly sucking him up and down. "Watch them have their way with me" she said. He started to pick up a little speed and his thrusts became more intense as he slid in and out of her. Holding her hips as he thrusted slow and hard into her. He started moaning more and more. His thrusts into her were harder and faster. "Yes! Harder!" she screamed out. She watched as the other guy stroked himself for her. "Ohhhh I’m gonna cum!" the guy who was deep in her hot soaked pussy screamed. After a few more intense thrusts deep in her, he started to shake hard as wave after wave of an intense orgasm came flowing out of him. I heard her cry out as another one came flowing from her also. She looked directly into the eyes of the one stroking himself "Now you fuck me!" He moved her over and lied down on the bed. "Ride me" she said to her. She straddled him and slowly took his hard throbbing dick into her. He held her hips as she started to slide up and down on top of him. Her moaning got louder as she started to go faster really getting into it. "Ohhhh god this feels so good in me baby!" she said as her lust driven eyes pierced mine. He reached up and grabbed her breasts as she slid up and down slowly, then gradually picking up speed. She laid back against him and he thrusted into her hard. "Oh fuck me!" she kept screaming. He continued to caress her breasts and nipples as he lifted his hips up to drive deeper inside her. She turned and watched me stroking myself faster as I watched him fuck her. "Deeper, faster, harder!" she commanded. This was so intense watching her sliding up and down this guys hard throbbing dick. He stopped and pulled her off him and turned her over on her back. He positioned himself on top of her, lifted her legs up and with a hard forceful thrust slid back into her deep. "Oh yes!" she screamed out as another orgasm flowed out of her. He pumped in and out of her faster and harder, making her moan and scream. I jerked off faster and faster watching her. He started to moan louder and louder as an orgasm built up. Another few intense thrusts and he slid in deep and came hard. He got off her and gave her a nice soft kiss. She looked over at me, "Come here baby. Take what you want and slide deep into this fresh fucked pussy." Just hearing her talk like that I almost came. I got on top of her, wrapped my arms around her back, pulled her close to me and kissed her as I slowly slid deep inside her. I was so turned on by her talking dirty to me, and the scene I just witnessed playing over and over in my head, it wasn't too long before I came hard and more intense than ever. It didn't take long before I was aroused again because my baby finally gave me one of the fantasies I truly wanted. We continued throughout the night pleasuring each other. Next time it would be her turn to fulfill one of her fantasies. A Night At the Bar I see you across the bustling bar dance floor. I give you a wink and proceed towards you. As I get near you, I adjust my low cut dress so you can see just enough cleavage. Even though we have known each other for years, I love to pretend as though we just met. "Hi" I say, giving you my most seductive smile. You smile back as you look carefully down my dress, not wanting me to see. I lean over a bit so you can see more of my soft breasts. We start dancing, and as you pull me close I can feel the bulge in your pants growing. I love it when you want me. The song is nice and slow and your hands are around my waist, holding me gently. I press myself closer to you, letting my head rest on your shoulder. I feel your cock against my thigh, growing bigger. I let out a soft moan in your ear, and slowly move my hand from your shoulder down your chest and place it on your cock. You moan in response. " not here" you say, "too many people" I giggle, "I know, that is the whole fun of it my dear." I begin to stroke your cock, letting it throb in my hand. How I long to really feel it...flesh on flesh. Your hands moves from my waist to my ass, and you gently squeeze it. I quiver with delight and stroke your cock harder. Mmmm, I want you so bad now. I plant soft kisses on your neck. Looking around for a moment, I notice a few people staring at us, and I think, "great, fuel for my fire." Stealthily, I reach my hand into your pants and touch your cock. I feel you go completely rigid in my hands, and you softly moan my name in my ear. I take your free hand and gently slide it up my leg, up my dress and place it on my wet, dripping pussy. You gasp as you feel that I am not wearing any panties, and that I am shaved. Your cock begins to drip in my hand, letting me know that you can't wait any longer. "So, where should we go I ask?" Rubbing my pussy against your hand. You slide your finger in and begin to finger fuck me. I am moaning quite loud now, and notice that a whole group of people are watching our ever move. This excites me, so I pull your finger out of my pussy and bring it up to my mouth and suck on it. The expression on your face tells me everything; I grab your hand and lead you to the bar counter. You sit down as I order another drink and down it one gulp. "So, what is your name by the way?" I ask with a giggle, placing my hand on your thigh. "It doesn't really matter, I just want to fuck you so bad right now" You look at me and grin, pulling me closer. I am quivering badly now, wanting you inside of me so bad. I can feel my pussy aching for your cock to be sliding in and our, bringing me to the point of no return. You slide your finger in me again, and I feel my knees going weak. Fuck, I want you so bad now. The bartender looks over at us and grins. He isn't going to do anything about it, he just watches us, not wanting to be too obvious though. I begin to unzip your jeans, not caring who sees us now. I just want you fucking me. I pull your hard, glistening cock out and rub it with my fingers. You tilt your head back, softly moaning, mumbling something to inaudible to hear. I hike my skirt up a little bit, pull your finger out of my pussy and let you slide your cock into me. My back arches at the initial feeling of it all. You thrust deep into me, feeling me with all of you. I throw my head back, trying to open myself up more, I want all of you in me, I don't want to miss anything. I rock myself back and forth, as you squeeze my ass, telling me that you love fucking me. I begin to moan louder, not caring that everyone is watching, it only makes me want to be louder. I wrap my arms around your neck, digging my nails into your back. "Fuck me harder" I beg you. You thrust harder and deeper , filling me up with yourself. Then it happens, I softly moan to you" I am cuming, oh yeah!" I can't contain myself, I want to scream out loud, but can't. There is a few people who haven't seen us yet. You place a free hand over my mouth and I let out a scream. It's muffled, but not enough. I feel your juices shooting into me, filling me up, satisfying my needs. You thrust harder, making sure that I feel the last few bouts of cum going into me. We slow down our thrusts, and pull apart; sheer delight is showing on our faces. You get yourself together and rise up from the chair. You take my hand and we walk towards the door. I look around and notice that no one is dancing, no one is talking. They have been watching us the whole time, and as we walk out , they begin cheering us on. I face you and say" wow, I guess we were good" , and we slip outside, get into the car and drive away. A Night At The Bar I want to thank ginobear69 for his excellent help on editing this story and for all of his wonderful suggestions. Thank you! It was a Friday night and I was feeling a bit more horny than usual. I was going out this evening to meet Alicia, the owner of the A's Place, a friendly neighborhood roadhouse where a girl can let her hair down and shoot some pool. I met Alicia several weeks before when I came in with a friend for a few drinks and a few games of pool. I found the place to be very friendly and met a bunch of nice people there. I was introduced to Alicia who, I was told later, was the owner of the place. Alicia was very pretty, about 5'8" with strawberry blond hair and green eyes. She looked to be about 150 lbs. and was a 36DD. I'm partial to big tits and Alicia's were perfect. I also enjoyed talking with her, as aside from being beautiful, she was a fun person to be around. I made it my business to go there as often as I could. I was developing feelings for Alicia, and I needed to let her know just how I felt. We had talked, touched and shared a friendly kiss goodnight several times, but there was a feeling deep down inside me that I knew I had to have more. I got out my best jeans, very tight and form fitting. So tight that you would think that they had been painted on; you could see every crease between my legs. I went through my closet, looking for the blouse with the plunging necking that would best show off my 34D chest. I selected a pair of boots had just enough heels to put us at eye level. I took extra care when I put on my makeup and put on a spritz of my best perfume that I was sure she would like. I got to the A's Place around 9:30 p.m. which was kind of late for me, but in plenty of time to put my plan into action. I said hi to Paul, the doorman, a sweet kid working his way through college, and moved into the room. Melissa, the waitress, came over with my usual; "Jack & Coke" and I paid her, slipping her tip between her ample breasts. After a few sips of my favorite drink I decided it was time for a little pool. I pulled out my pool cue and played a few games with some friends that were already there. I noticed Alicia out of the corner of my eye; I didn't ignore her, but didn't go out of my way to say hello to her, either. I didn't want to come off as "overbearing" and blow the whole thing. I liked Alicia and didn't want to do anything that might jeopardize my plan. I did notice that she was wearing a tight pair of jeans and a blouse that had a v-neck that showed off her wonderful cleavage. It was all I could do to concentrate on the game at hand. After the third game, which I actually had to work hard to lose, I made my way over to Alicia. She was standing out of the way, watching everyone work when I walked up beside her and gave her a big hug. I whispered in her ear, "You look fantastic!" She hugged me back and said, "You don't look so bad yourself, I really like your jeans." I gave her a hug that was a few seconds longer than normal and it felt great. I loved the feel of her up against me. I pulled back just a little, just enough to look in her eyes and asked how her day had been. I still had my arm around her and we were connected from the waist down. I wondered if she could feel the heat radiating from my core or smell the wetness I could feel gathering there. She told me it had been a rough week and was glad it was the weekend. The place was noisy so I used this as my excuse to lean in close and whisper that I would love to make her weekend on a better note. I ran my hand up her back and pulled her closer, wondering if she would pull away. She didn't, but asked me what I would do to make it a better day. I couldn't help but smile as this was the opening I had been hoping for. I leaned in close, my lips almost touching her ear and whispered that if she let me, I would love to take her to places she'd never been before. I then began a detailed account of what I would like to do to her. I whispered wetly that I would start by kissing and nibbling on her earlobe and then I did just that. I told her how I would slowly kiss my way down her neck and across her jaw until my lips found hers. I would softly kiss her lips until I could coax her to part them for me. My tongue would invade her mouth, tasting her; and run my hands up her back pulling her close. I paused, waiting to see if she would pull away, but her eyes were closed and I heard a sharp intake of breath and then an exhale. I couldn't tell for sure, but it seemed to me that my words were beginning to have an effect on her. I continued on telling her how I would kiss my way down her neck until my mouth found the swell of her breast, how my hands would be slowing undoing the buttons of her blouse until I had exposed her lace encased breast. I was still nipping at her earlobe as I spoke and each time I could feel her inhale quickly, her pulse was increasing and her breathing becoming irregular. I was just about to tell her how I would uncover one nipple and suck it into my mouth when one of her employees called her name. I pulled back and with a smile walked back to my table, leaving her to deal with the employee and the feelings I had stirred inside her as well. At this point the next move would have to be hers. I was sure that she was interested but I had gotten mixed signals from her before. I knew that if she gave any indication that she was interested, I was ready. I didn't want to push in the event that I might have misread her. On this night, though, I wanted her to know just how I felt about her. I went back to playing pool and danced with a couple of guys I knew. I was hot and I wanted sex, but not with them. What I had in mind was something much softer and wetter. It was around 11:30 and I was playing a game of pool when I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Alicia with a sly grin on her face. "Think you can give me a hand closing up tonight?" "Sure," I said, "I'd be happy to." She was really close to me and I managed to rush up against her with my body, wanting so much to do more, but knowing I had to hold back for now. It wasn't that unusual for me to hang around until closing, as I normally left around midnight. Little by little the bar emptied until all that were left were the waitress, the bartender, Alicia and myself. I'm sure they must have wondered why I was still there. I was playing a game of pool by myself while I waited for them to clean up. When they were finished, Alicia told them that she would lock up and they left. I could tell when she turned toward me that she was unsure of what she was doing. I had no such problem as I had been thinking about this for weeks. I walked towards her and stopped when we were about six inches apart. "Are you ok with this," I asked and she kind of laughed and said, "No, but yes." "You know," I began, "we can stop anytime, it's your call. I really want to kiss you, if it's ok with you." I don't think Alicia expected me to be so forthright about my lustful desires and she let out a little gasp. She nodded her head and I moved towards her. I knew what I liked when I was kissed and I intended to give her the same. I reached up and ran one hand around her neck, caressing her as I went; my other hand was stroking her face tenderly. I moved in closer, I tilted her head and pulled her to me, my lips just barely touching hers. I moved back slightly and the hand stroking her face moved down her neck and shoulder until it was resting on her waist. I moved back toward her again, giving her a chance to pull away. Her eyes were half closed and her breathing was irregular, I could almost hear her heart pounding as our lips met again. I pulled her closer and my tongue traced her lips until I felt them part. She was holding her breath now as my tongue hungrily invaded her mouth, probing and searching. We were meshed together, two hearts beating as one as our lips and tongues locked in passionate lust. I was hotter than I'd ever been in my life and I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second. I pulled back and whispered, "Breath!" She inhaled and I felt her chest expand, pushing harder into mine. I kissed her full, red lips again, little kisses at first, then licking her lips with my tongue. She was passive at first but slowly began to kiss me back. As my hands ran down her back to cup her luscious ass, she began to explore my mouth. As I began to moan, it gave her encouragement. Our tongues dueled; a meeting of desires and needs evident in the way they explored. Our whole bodies were centered on that one kiss, giving and taking, lust and desire. The heat between us was almost unbearable. I wanted more and I knew that this was not the place. I wanted her in bed, over me, under me where I could taste every inch of her. I wanted our lovemaking to be a celebration; a union of lust and desire. "Come to my place", I whispered in her ear. She nodded her head in agreement and we headed for the door. "My place is only a few minutes from here". I could tell from the look on her face that she couldn't wait. Alicia locked the door and we got in the car. My place was only a few minutes away but that didn't stop me from running my hands over as much of her as I could while driving. I was softly whispering what I wanted to do to her as well, keeping her hot on the short drive. In no time flat, we pulled up in front of my apartment, a small studio with everything in one room. We got out of the car and walked the few short steps to the door. I opened it and when we stepped in I shut and secured the door quickly before turning to her to repeat the kiss we had shared a few minutes before. Our lips met in unbridled passion; I simply couldn't get enough of her. She responded quickly so I moved a step forward, my hands stroking her back, down to her ass and then between us to rub her breasts through her clothes. She moaned into my mouth as I deepened the kiss even more and I begin to unbutton her blouse. I opened her blouse quickly and my hand was on bare flesh at her waist. I ran my hand up her side and around to her back where I quickly undid her white laced bra. While still kissing her I backed her slowly to the bed and before pushing her to sit I removed her blouse and bra. As she sat down I continued kissing her, pushing her back until she way lying back with her feet on the floor. I leaned over her, my hands stroking her breast and I kissed her neck and moved lower to her collarbone. I was in absolute ecstasy as I ran my palm over her breast and felt her nipple stiffen. I took her nipple in my fingertips and rolled it between my thumb and forefinger, pulling it slightly as I did this. She was passive beneath me, not actively participating, but enjoying every minute of it. I was slowly and passionately working her over, not wanting the moment to ever end. I wanted to make love to Alicia like it was my last night on earth. My mouth moved lower until I reached the swell of her breast and started tracing circles around her breast with my tongue moving ever closer to her hard nipple. My other hand was still pulling and playing with her other nipple and my hand was running up and down her thigh. I had moved over her so that my knee was between her legs, pushing against her hot sex. I could feel her getting wet even through her jeans and I couldn't wait to taste her. But I knew that this was her first time with a woman and I wanted to make it something she would remember for a long, long time. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter but I was patient and concentrated on her beautiful breast with my hands and my mouth. By this time her moaning was non-stop and I could tell by the way she was moving under me that she wanted more. I took her nipple in my mouth and sucked it gently, rolling it around with my tongue while I took as much of her breast in my mouth as I could. She pushed up off the bed offering me even more and I took all I could. I squeezed her other breast, pinching the nipple and pulling on it while I gave her a tongue bath, then I pushed them both together and went back and forth, sucking and biting her nipples until I was sure she was on the brink of her first woman-to-woman orgasm. I pulled back, leaving her wanting; I needed for her to want more. I placed small butterfly kisses lightly on her smooth, flat stomach, moving lower until my lips reached her navel. I lightly flicked my hot, wet tongue around her navel as I undid the button on her jeans. I slowly pulled down the zipper, thinking what a truly lovely sound it is. She raised her hips and, in one smooth move, I grabbed the bottoms of her jeans and pulled them off. I expected to find lace panties to match the bra I had removed earlier. Was I was surprised when I looked down to find she wasn't wearing panties! Her pussy was as bare as a newborn, slick and wet with her juices and she smelled wonderful. I couldn't wait to get my tongue in her love box but I was determined to do this slowly, deliberately, giving Alicia all the pleasure that only another woman can give. I sunk down to the floor, kneeling between her legs, my hand running up and down her legs as I kissed my way lower and lower until I was poised just above her clit. I didn't want to make contact with her clit right away, I wanted to tease her, make her beg. I spread her legs apart as I kissed the inside of her left knee and then her right. I worked my way up her thighs kissing and licking until I was just a few inches from her gorgeous pussy. I blew warm air across it and heard her moan, "Give it to me, give me your tongue, please!" I was in no hurry as I took my index finger and ran it the length of her slit, stopping just short of her clit, and then I lowered my face to just above her labia and gave it a very light lick with my tongue. Alicia groaned some more and she just couldn't wait. I went back for a second pass, this time putting a little more pressure with my tongue. She parted her lips when I heard her whisper, "Do it, please, I beg you!" I flicked her clit with my hot, wet tongue and I tasted her womanhood for the first time. It was sweet, hot, tangy and incredibly delicious! My tongue sunk into her and stroked her deep inside. She cried out and raised her hips off the bed. I wrapped my arms around her thighs and held her down while I stroked my tongue in and out of her hot pussy, pausing now and then to swipe my tongue across her clit. When I could tell she was getting close I covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked her clit hard, but pulled back before she could cum. I whispered to Alicia, "oh no, baby, you're not cumming yet." I kept working the outside of her lovely sex until she cried out for me to make her cum. I decided it was time so I parted her lips and sucked hard on her clit again. I swirled my tongue around in a circular motion. Once again, Alicia rose up on the bed and closed her thighs on my head. I held on for dear life as wave after wave of ecstasy enveloped her. She let out a loud grunt and then exhaled deeply. I knew I had scored. Then I worked my way up her body to kiss her deeply, sharing her taste with her. Alicia was breathing heavily and I wasn't sure, at this point, what she would do. I knew that I wanted her to make love to me, but I wasn't sure if she would be secure enough in herself to act. I needn't have worried. As we kissed I felt her hands at the buttons of my blouse and she undid them quickly, my bra followed and I was pushed over on my back. I was breathless in anxious anticipation of what Alicia would do to me. I knew she didn't have much experience with women so I really didn't know what to expect. Her hands found my nipples and she treated them to the same treatment I had given hers, pinching and rolling them between her fingers. She continued to kiss me as her hand moved lower to my jeans as she rubbed my pussy through the material. Whatever her experience, she had learned fast. I could see that she wanted my pussy and unbuttoned my jeans. I didn't want anything to get in the way of our lovemaking so I helped her get my jeans off quickly as we continued to invade each other's mouths. As soon as my jeans were off, I felt her hands moving down my body to cup my sex. She may have been new to this, but she handled my body like she'd been doing it all her life. I can't remember when I was so hot and excited. She moistened a finger in her mouth and inserted it into my hot, wet pussy. I was so excited that as she did this I felt myself cumming. I tried, but I couldn't hold back. I moaned into her mouth as I reached for her breast, pulling and tugging on her lovely nipples. My juices were really flowing and I was desperate to have her tongue inside me. A woman knows what a woman needs and Alicia was no exception. She knew what I needed and wanted. Alicia pulled her finger from my hot pussy and put it in her mouth as if to decide whether she liked the taste or not. Apparently she did and quickly replaced her finger with her tongue, fucking me with it like it was a small cock. I could feel my body reacting and I knew I was going to cum again. Suddenly I heard myself say, "Alicia! Alicia! Lick my clit and make me cum!" Alicia kept up the pressure and within seconds I came all over her tongue and she drank it all in. She moved up to my face and began kissing me again and I was grinding my leg against her pubic mound, wanting her to cum again. As she shuddered against me I rolled her over on her back and stroked her body until she was calm. I kissed her slowly, tasting our combined juices as I played with her tits. I leaned back and looked at her, 'You're beautiful'. She smiled and I could see she was surprised to be here with me. "Any regrets?" I asked she shook her head no and smiled. I let her catch her breath and asked her if she was ready for more. "There's more?" she asked. "Oh sure," I said. You've only cum twice and I want to show you how much I enjoy you." Then I began to show her how much more there was. We kissed and licked and probed in the passionate lovemaking that only women can share. Alicia and I came several more times over the course of the night until we fell asleep, locked in a mutually satisfying embrace. A Night at the Bar I come home from a long day of work and find a small box on my bed with a note, "We're going out tonight!" The box contains a gold dress, short, backless, and low cut. I decide to wear a blonde wig rather then spend time on my hair since it's already late and I think tonight will be one of those nights where it will be fun to pretend I'm someone else. I put on a pair of gold heels and meet you in the hallway. You smile as I walk up to you, approving of the dress, you kiss me and pin me up against the front door. "I have something else for you.." In one hand you hold up a small egg, in the other hand a remote control. I place one leg on the wall behind you as you push the egg deep inside me, you lick you fingers and kiss me again, deep, hard, I breath you in. I'm already wet and don't want to leave the apartment. In the cab, on the way to the club, you run you finger tips across my legs and inner thighs, you push the top of my dress down to show off more of my cleavage to the cab driver. I don't stop you, I never do. When we get to the club we sit at the bar and order a drink. You nod towards the dance floor and I walk away from you and start to dance. I keep eye contact with you and dance as if you were the only person there. You begin to play with the toy, my body is begging to be touched. A stranger pushes up behind me, I can feel his cock pushing against his clothing, wanting me, you nod at me, I push into the stranger. Someone else walks in front me, his friend pushes me towards him from behind. I begin to lose myself in the touch of them and the growing heat between my legs. I close my eyes as a beautiful red head walks up to you. I lose myself in the music and the strangers, trying to conceal my orgasm I grind into them with the music. When I open my eyes again I notice the redhead is also staring at me. You motion for me to come over, and I do, ignoring the beg of my strangers to stay. You hand me a drink and whisper something in my ear that I can't hear. I kiss the redhead, she seems shy and unsure, I take her hand and follow you to the door. She sits between us in the cab, we both have our arm around her, you begin to kiss her while letting your finger tips play on my neck and in my hair. I rest my head on her and begin rubbing between her legs. She gasps, "I've never....not with a girl." When we get back to the apartment, I watch you undress her, leaving kisses all over her body. You take her to your bedroom and lay her on the bed. I stand in the door way and watch the two of you for awhile. I have replaced the dress with a strap-on, a am becoming wet with anticipation. She begins sucking your cock with laying on her side, I gently crawl between her legs, placing one arm under each leg and placing my hands on her stomach I start to lick her. She stops sucking you for a moment and then allows herself to go, she moans softly as she sucks you. As her moans get louder I insert two fingers and begin stroking her, as she grinds into my face she stops sucking up, she arches her back as she cums on my face. You cum with her, all over her chest and stomach. I lick your cum from her skin and kiss her nipples. I turn her over and she starts sucking you hard again. I place one hand on each side of her hips and slowly push her on to my rubber cock. With every push she pushes the toy deeper into me. You move behind me and push your cock into my ass. You reach around me and pull at my breasts, pushing my back against your chest. I can no longer move on my own, she bucks wildly against the toys, pushing you deep into my ass. I grab onto your hips and cum hard, she doesn't stop, you don't stop, she cums as you do. She excuses herself to clean up, when she is done you walk her to the door and meet me in the shower. "She asked if she would see us again. I told her that if she's lucky she'll see us at the club again." A Night at the Bar I sit and watch her as she walks across the bar. My table is about half way back toward where the band is playing and I sit alone, although the bar is reasonably busy. Her confident gait draws my eye, even if I wished to look elsewhere. As she approaches the bar she shrugs the black coat off her shoulder to expose her bare shoulders and the dark red dress she wears. It's close fitting, revealing no cleavage and hugs her figure to her knees. It's not slutty and academically I would be hard pressed to explain why it's the sexiest outfit in the room; were it not her that was wearing it. There are other eyes watching her, I can tell, she has a classy grace -- a presence -- that is rare in this place. It's not low-rent per se, but certainly not the upper class hotel bar you'd expect to find such a girl. Her head swings as she looks around the place and her shoulder length red hair glistens in the dim light, framing her pale skin. Her eyes are green and a dusting of freckles covers her nose, although it's hard to make out either from this distance, in this light. Sinking a little further back in to the recess my table is located in I keep watching. I watch as she approaches the bar and immediately attracts the attention of the bartender ordering, I guess, a cocktail of some description, after barely a moment's consideration of the menu. She withdraws her phone from a small clutch, delicate fingers as pale as her face and shoulders caressing the screen as she types out a message. My phone, on the table in front of me, lights up silently and I see the message. -I'm in the bar, are you nearby? You think I look good in this dress?- Smiling, I resist replying immediately, still watching her. The drink is delivered. It looks like a Cosmo which would be her usual. And damn, yes, she does look good in that dress. It curves with her, outlining her delicate figure and making the most of her diminutive 5'3" frame. Her arse is particularly spectacular, I think, clearly defined through the expensive fabric, curved without being unsubtle. As she leans over the bar to pay the bartender I get a great view before the crowd comes between us. -I'm here already. Very much enjoying the view; see anything you like?- Her phone receives the message and I watch her head turn slowly, scanning the bar and lingering on a few groups of individuals. She is about to reply when two men approach the bar and stand next to her, chatting to each other and ordering draft beers. They're taller than her, of course, and younger -- younger than me as well. They have the look of athletes of some description: tight t-shirts that show their muscular frames and jeans which emphasise their waists and broad shoulders. Subtly dropping the phone back in her clutch she leans nonchalantly at the bar sipping the drink through a small straw. When one of them speaks to her -- I can't tell what he's saying, of course -- I can see her smile. A lingering smile. One that lights up her eyes, eyes which maintain contact with the young guy a moment longer than is comfortable. She shakes her head slightly and indicates to her nearly-full glass: no she doesn't need another drink. He laughs and puts up his hands in a placating gesture, then turns to the bartender and indicates something from the back shelf. In short order three shots are delivered to the bar and one is offered to her. She tries to look innocent, nearly pulls it off even, but puts away the strong liqueur faster than him or his friend. The three shot glasses hit the bar -- empty -- nearly together and then there is conversation. Short conversation, more smiles, laughter; her hand lingers a moment on his elbow as she giggles at a joke. That breaks the ice even more. She doesn't look like a girl who giggles but she has her moments, tell the right joke, the right time, the right circumstance and she can be quite giggly indeed. He's indicating to a table with other guys now, another four, six in total. They must be together. Would she like to join them? Well, maybe just for one -- I can almost hear her saying it now. So she does join them, threading their way across the bar, her new friend's hand guiding her on the small of her back. She looks smaller than ever next to his muscular frame and the tight-fitting dress hugs her delicate curves seductively. The table they sit at is closer to the watcher, just across the room. Not that anyone except her knows I am watching of course. That's our secret. Introductions are made. She's acting slightly shyer now, staying close to the first guy she met, letting him take the lead, sit her next to him, at the back of the table, next to another athlete. They're all athletes, must be a night out for it. Where she is now she could, if she wanted, look up and make eye contact with me. She doesn't. But she could if she wanted. I feel anticipated tingle through me as I watch her flirt. I'm trying not to look too obviously, but it's difficult. She's enjoying herself, enjoying herself with these men -- these boys. The two either side of her vie for her attention. There's flattery, almost certainly, jokes, conversation. She engages them both, not giving one more attention than the other. One guy gets up to order another round; would she like one? She pretends to hesitate but the moment passes and another drink is on the way. Shots as well when they arrive, shots for everyone. Now she's giggling again. Is it me or are the guys next to her sitting closer than they were. They're certainly leaning closer, talking right in to her ear and she's doing the same back to them. So close they must be able to feel the heat of each other's bodies, feel the warmth of each other's breath on their ears as they talk. One drapes his arm over the bench behind her, the hand hanging carelessly on the delicate skin on her shoulder. She's definitely closer to him now, her hand rests on the side of his chest as she leans in to talk to him. I watch her hand, it never leaves his body as she, almost casually, traces it down his body below the edge of the table whispering in his ear all the time. I watch as he visibly gulps and blushes slightly. Her lips are so close to his ear now, they might even be touching I can't tell. Is he hard? I know I am watching her. Her eyes flicker over to me. I can see it in her eyes, she's going to have this one. She wants him soon. It's earlier in the evening than she would normally take what she wants but those shots must have been strong. Indicating over to the dance floor she stands. He stands. They hold hands and walk away from the table, all the other guys watching them enviously now. His hand leaves her and pulls her closer, wrapping around her waist, cupping her arse. She's leading though, right over the dance floor. I almost lose sight of them but then I see them again, not dancing, she's led him right through towards the bathrooms on the other side of the dance floor. I stand, subtly I hope, and follow them although they have a head start. When I enter the men's bathrooms I quickly look around. There are two other guys at the urinal, no sign of her. One of the cubicles has a closed door. I quickly enter the one next to it and lock it. The music is much quieter in here, the sound proofing is good and once the door is closed I press my ear to the partition. There is a wet sound of kissing, soft moaning: male and female. This continues for a moment as I feel myself get harder. Then her voice, soft, a delicate whisper just loud enough to carry to my awaiting ear. "Hmmmm, you're so hard. Your cock must be uncomfortable in those jeans, hmmm, have I made you this hard?" The response is unintelligible but clearly in the affirmative. I risk stepping carefully up on top of the toilet to peer over the top of the cubicle. She is in his arms, his back pushed against the partition, they're kissing again now. I can see her hand caressing him through is jeans, his bulge is impressive. His hand is up her skirt, squeezing her arse; I wonder if he's realised she's not wearing underwear yet. Her hand is fumbling for his belt and flies now, and she breaks the kiss just long enough to whisper in his ear again, "I want to suck your cock. Please can I suck your hard cock?" I can just make out him nodding as she sinks slowly to her knees. She's looking up at him, or is she looking at me? I can't tell. She can definitely see me now, watching them from above his head. His belt is undone, then the flies. Her hand is inside his trousers, his moan a little louder. She draws out his cock. It is very hard, and thick, long, the head red and throbbing and glistening with a teardrop of precum. Greedily leaning forward her lips part, red lipstick revealing white teeth and then an eager tongue. Sucking just the tip she tastes him then pauses, pulling her head back; her red hair falling about her shoulders and brushing over his sensitive cock. I can see him tense, trembling; his cock throbs. Her hand wraps around his shaft and now she's stroking him slowly, her mouth descending on him again, taking more of him this time, his whole head. Saliva dribbles from her mouth and she collects it with her hand to stroke him faster. Faster. Her hand moving quickly, her mouth in unison up and down over his thick shaft. I watch, rubbing my own cock through my jeans. She moans around his cock and I can see that her own hand is pushed up under her dress, which has ridden up close to her hips now as she kneels on the floor of the cubicle. His breath is coming faster and faster. His hips buck forward into her mouth and he's stroking her hair with one hand. She must sense him close, she pulls her head back and opens her mouth at the end of his impressive cock, her hand working up and down the length of his shaft as he moans, trying to control the volume. Then he cums, he cums hard, harder than she was expecting. The first spurt misses her mouth entirely, covering her cheek and barely missing her eye. She adjusts her mouth and both he and I watch as his second stream unloads in to her waiting mouth, then another. She closes her mouth around him and tries to take it all but fails. Some dribbles out the side of her mouth, falling down over her chin. She sucks him dry as he pants and moans; milking his cock with her mouth and hand. She eventually takes her mouth off his sensitive head and stays there for a moment, looking up at him -- at me? -- her face splattered with his seed. Raising her hand she wipes off the cum with a finger and languidly sucks it in to her mouth. Then she stands and kisses him again, kisses him hard. Her arms pull him close and her body presses, grinds against him. "Take me home now, with all your friends," she demands. I quickly step down off the toilet as they leave the cubicle. I emerge from the bathroom just in time to watch my girlfriend leave the bar in the company of the six athletic guys, holding hands with two of them. A Night At The Bar Alone The next morning I woke up and the bed was empty. That was not unusual as Cindy often gets up early to workout. As I was lying in bed, I looked down and noticed that I was still wearing the black laced teddy that Cindy handed me before bed. It felt nice up against my body as I rubbed my hand along it. I couldn't help think back at what had happened last night. I didn't know how Cindy was going to treat me after watching what I had done with those two guys. I also thought about how much I liked the attention I was getting while walking around the club wearing my high heels and sexy little mini-skirt. I thought about how big Tony's and Carlos's cocks were compared to mine. "Would Cindy even want to fuck me again or does she prefer much bigger cocks?" I wondered as I touched my little cock. I got up and showered. I put on some shorts and a tee shirt and made some coffee. Cindy came back from the gym in her colorful workout clothes and a little pony tail. She is so cute. She looked at me as if nothing had happened and thanked me for making coffee. I was a bit taken back that it was just a normal Saturday. She then rushed upstairs and said she had an appointment and would be gone most of the day. I lied and said I had a busy day too. As I sat on the couch, I noticed a few new ladies fashion magazines on the table. I picked one up and started going through it. There were articles on makeup and fashion trends. There were ads for sexy shoes. I was really into reading about all these feminine issues. Cindy was dressed and ready to head out the door in no time. She also looked great in her casual clothes with a nice sundress and matching hat. She looked at me as I was looking through the magazine. "Well I am glad you are finding those magazines helpful," She said with a smile on her face. "We girls need to look good for the guys," She then walked up and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "I had fun with Vanessa last night and I am looking forward to another Girls night out." She whispered I wasn't sure what to say, so I just smiled. Finally, I went upstairs to change. When I opened my underwear draw, there were several pairs of sexy panties neatly folded. I also noticed that some of the outfits Cindy purchased the day before were hanging in my closet. There were also several pairs of new heels. Everywhere I looked, I was reminded of my feminine side. After a few hours of doing not much more than looking at Cross-dressing sites and YouTube Videos of practicing makeup, I got a text from Cindy. "Hi Vanessa, meet me at 8pm at the hotel bar downtown" I was confused. Was she serious? Did she really want to me go out alone? I went upstairs to get ready. I showered again and removed any remaining body hair. I put on my new panties. My legs felt so soft and smooth. I then started to practice what I had learned from my makeup lessons. I went with the Smokey eyes look. I choose a nice pink lip stick. I looked so pretty in the mirror. I then put on a white miniskirt and a black little blouse. I put on a pair of clear 5" heels. I picked a new wig that was mostly dark blonde with highlights. I spray my neck with some perfume, picked out some earrings and grab my purse. As I opened it to put money and my id in it, I noticed the condoms were still there. I decided to keep them just in case. I then rushed out the door. It was a little awkward driving in the heels. I also tried not to make eye contact with anyone while driving. I got to the bar right at 8pm. I then received a text from Cindy saying she was running a few minutes late. I ordered a drink and took a seat at the bar. There must have been a convention in the hotel as there were several well-dressed business men. It was already after 9pm and no word from Cindy. I was finishing my 2nd martini and had a nice little buzz on. Just then, nice looking gentleman came up to the bar and stood behind me. He then looked at the bartender. "Charlie, I want to buy this young woman a drink" I couldn't believe a man was buying me a drink. I gave him a flirtatious smile. "Thank you, Honey! Aren't you sweet?" I said to him with a sexy little smile. He sat beside me an introduced himself as Jerry. Jerry was a Dr. from Texas. Our drinks came and we made small talk. He mentioned how boring the other doctors were. After a few more drinks, we were laughing and he started putting his arm around me. It was getting louder in the bar so often he had to whisper in my ear. Each time he would take a deep breath. "I love the way you smell" he said as he closed his eyes. He then put his arm around me and pulled me in to kiss me. I felt like I was going to melt in his arms. I had forgotten all about Cindy by this point. Jerry got up to go to the bathroom. The bar was getting more crowded with the convention. Jerry came back and handed me an envelope. There were 3, $100 bills and a key to his room. The envelope was marked "3101", "There are too many people I know in here. People will start talking. Just meet me upstairs in 30 minutes." He walked away. I didn't know what to do. He was really good looking and I could use the money. I then picked up my purse and walked through the bar towards the elevators. Several guys tried to talk to me and one offered me a drink. I smiled and walked on. I got on the elevator and two older guys joined me. I could see that they had Dr. on their name tags. They were both drunk and checking me out. "Hello ma'am! Would you care to joins us for a drink at the rooftop bar?" They were so drunk I don't think they knew I was a guy. I decided I would have a little fun with them. They were behind me as I was looking towards the door. I knew they were checking out my ass. I turned my head back in a sultry way and said "Why the rooftop? I am sure you have a minibar in your room." They didn't know what to say. Just then the elevator stop and the door opened for a young couple to get in. They too were drunk and laughing. I backed up all the way so my ass was now up against one of the guys. I reached around and grabbed the guys cock while starring forward as the doors closed. I started to tickle him and rubbed my ass on his lap without saying a word. This went on for a while and as we both were enjoying it. I then said to him without looking at him, "Honey, will you take me to that expensive French restaurant tomorrow night?" He cleared his throat and responded, "Well of course dear, whatever you want". The couple then got off a few floors later. I gave the guy with a now rock hard cock a final squeeze as the elevator stopped on 31. "It nice meeting you but I already have a date tonight". He handed me his card and asked if we were still on for tomorrow. I looked at the card and said "Well Dr. Smith, Surgeon-in-Chief, I will call you" As I got off the elevator I got another text from Cindy. "Sorry hon, I got tied up this evening. I hope you are having fun with the Doctors. Remember, pretty girls can get these guys to give them anything they want." She must have had this planned all along. I got to 3101 at the end of the hall. It had a double door. I figured it was a suite and it was. I walked into this beautiful room overlooking the city. My heels could now be heard walking across the marble floor. I went to the bar and made myself a drink. Just then the door opened and my Texas Doctor arrived. He seemed a little more drunk but now. "I am glad you decided to take me up on my offer" he said as he poured himself a drink. He started to tell me about the show but I was so horny at this point, I couldn't resist. I walked over and stood in front of him. "I want to be a good little nurse Doctor." I said as I undid his belt and unzipped his pants. I got down on my knees and pulled out his cock. "Oh, I have wanted to suck this cock all night" I said to him as I put his cock in my mouth. It was a lot smaller than the other guys. It was only about 5" and skinny so I could get most of him in my mouth. I started to taste his Pre-cum so I stopped. I then lead him into the bedroom. "I want you inside of me." I have never had more than a finger or two in my ass but his small cock would be the perfect size. I got my purse and handed him a condom. There was already some tranny porn on the Pay per view with some lube on the table besides the bed. I guess he must have jerked off earlier. I took off my panties put some lube on my fingers and lubed my ass. I then put some on his condom. As I bent over the bed he came up behind me. "Are you ready for me bitch?" He said as he grabbed my hips. I thought it was going to hurt but was ready for it. As he held my hips his cock entered my pussy ass. It didn't hurt much at all. It slid right in. He started to pound my ass. "Do you like that you little slut?" He said as he fucked me from behind. I could hear the porn on the TV of a shemale also getting fucked. It felt so good; I just wished I had another cock to suck while he fucked me. "Oh yes, Fuck me you big stud". I said as I really was enjoying it. Just then he came and filled the condom with his cum. He pulled out of me as we both collected our breathe. I went into the bedroom to clean up. When I came out, he was passed out on the bed. I collected my panties and purse. I still had a few condoms left. I didn't want the night to end. I picked up my drink and headed out the door. To be continued...