0 comments/ 19825 views/ 0 favorites New Guy in Town Ch. 1 By: BiggJonnStuddd I had just gotten my degree in Global Positioning Systems, and moved to Tampa, FL from my hometown of Waco, TX. I was offered a job working in the city planner's office making a sizable chunk of money for someone straight out of technical college. I was new in town and had no real idea where or what kind of night life there was in Tampa, so I set out to find out. I dressed up in a blue button down shirt, and a loose pair of jeans, walked out to the curb in front of my building and hailed a cab. I had no idea where to start so I leaned toward the cabdriver and asked him to take me to the nearest bar. I hoped that the bar was close by, I needed a place to get out and drink and be able to stumble home from. The last thing I needed was to call a cab every time I needed a shot of the sauce. About five minutes later, the cab pulled to a stop, "Good, its close," I thought as I handed the money and large tip to the cabbie and thanked him for his services. I turned and got my first good look at my new home away from home. A large blue and green neon sign hung over the door. "The Wet Spot," I thought to myself, "that's a new one," as I grabbed hold of the doorknob and pulled the door open. Loud music poured out through the now open doorway and I knew immediately that I was gonna like this place. I pulled a pack off Marlboro Reds from my hip pocket and sauntered up to the corner of the bar. I sat down on a barstool, ordered a draw of Budweiser and began to take survey of my surroundings. This was definitely not the highest class place, but that's the kind of place I like. The conversation is always far more interesting in a dive. The Wet Spot was fairly small but still managed to house an electronic dart board, and a pair of pool tables. The only decor on the walls were beer signs of varying age both cardboard and neon. I was the only person in the bar with the exception of the bartender, which I found both disquieting and encouraging at the same time. I like an uncrowded which this definitely appeared, but I hate an empty one. The bartender approached me again and sat down my pint. I handed him a five, dropped the change in the tip jar and extended my hand. "Hi, I'm Jon." I said when the bartenders huge paw wrapped around mine. "Howyadoon?" He said with an thick Irish brogue, a huge smile lighting up his bearded face, "I'm Chuck, I can tell your not from around here either, where ya from?" "Actually, I'm from Texas," his smile was contagious, "I just moved here when I got a job with city plann..." My words trailed off as the most beautiful woman I had ever laid eyes on walked into the bar. Chuck looked up, his grin suddenly widening, as he saw our company. "Howyadoon, Meghan, its been awhile since you've graced my bar with your beautiful face." His voice booming with his apparent happiness to see her. "I'd like you to meet my new friend, Jon." He said gesturing toward me. It was then that I got my first good look at the lovely Meghan. She turned and smiled softly at me, and my heart skipped a beat. She was even more beautiful than I had originally thought. She had shoulder-length hair that was the perfect shade of auburn, and the light glittered off of it like a pool of water. She had the face of an angel, and a body straight from hell. She wore a tight badydoll t-shirt that clung to her small breasts as closely as physically possible, and the tightest pair of khaki capri pants that had ever been let loose up on the world. I looked down at my glass to make sure there was no possible way that the alcohol was fogging my sight. When I looked up again, she had moved to the seat next to mine and her hand hung in the air. "Pleasure to meet you, Jon. It's not too often we see a new face around here." she cooed as I gently shook her extended hand. "The pleasure is all mine." I said with an almost giddy smile. The conversation flowed almost effortlessly from that point on as Chuck smiled and busied himself at the other end of the bar with the few people that wandered in and out during the evening. We talked about anything and everything from work to our mutual love of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers. It seemed like we had only been talking for a few minutes, when Chuck's voice boomed over the din created by the dozen or so people sitting around the bar. "Closing time, ladies and gentlemen, you don't have to go home but you can't sleep in the Wet Spot." Meghan looked at me with the same soft smile she had given me when we first met, and added a devilish wink. "I live close by, you should walk me home." she whispered, as she took my hand. We waved goodnight to Chuck and shoved our way out into the cool autumn morning. She grabbed my waist, and pulled me against her body. I could feel her breasts crushing against my chest as our lips met. Our first kiss was soft and slow I could feel her tongue rubbing gently against my teeth as I opened my mouth to fully accept her kiss. My hands ran through her soft hair for what seemed like ages. Finally, we broke the kiss, she smiled radiantly grabbed my hand and we ran like hell down the street toward her apartment. We stopped our faces and necks beaded with sweat in front of her building and to my surprise mine. I decided not to mention it just yet. Our lips flew together again as our chests pounded from our sprint. We backed into the foyer of our building, our kiss becoming steadily more passionate. I managed to back her up to the door of the elevator with out breaking our kiss, and pressed the up button. A few moments later, the elevator doors slid open and we backed in again refusing to break our kiss. The doors slid closed behind us, and that's when the kiss finally broke. She smiled at me dropping to her knees. "I've waited long enough for this, I can't wait another second" she growled before pulling my zipper down with her teeth and pressing the button for the 15th floor. Her hand slid into my fly and grasped around wildly until her hand came to rest on my throbbing erection. She smiled as she unsnapped the button on the front of my boxers and pulled my cock out. She looked up at me, licked her lips, and before I knew what had hit me, my dick was wrapped in the most amazing heat. She swirled her tongue around the head of my penis gathering up a nights worth of precum. She began to suck gently bobbing her head up and down and alternately twisting her head to the left and right around my rigid member. I couldn't take anymore. "I'm gonna cum" I whispered. She smiled at those words, winked and began to suck harder and deeper, her cheeks caving in with her obvious exertion. My knees buckled as I felt my orgasm bubble up my shat and shoot out in a torrent into her mouth. She groaned obviously pleased, and began to swallow, she swallowed as much as she could but I just kept squirting cum, a drop or two slid from the corner of her mouth and hung on her chin. She placed my cock back in my pants zipped them up, and stood up. She trailed her index finger across her chin and licked up my goo, with a smile. The doors of the elevator slid open and we stepped out into the hall. Meghan grabbed me by the crotch and snarled. "C'mon baby, you're not done yet." to be continued... This is my first submission. Let me know what you think and if I should continue with this story or try something else. New Guy in Town Ch. 2 This is part 2 in the New Guy in Town series. again let me know what you think. * * * * * Meghan led me down the hall by the crotch, my sight was blurred either by the alcohol or perhaps the brain melting orgasm I had just experienced moments earlier during our elevator ride. My mind cleared long enough to realize that we were walking down my hallway, and then I saw my door as I was pulled past it. We came to a sudden stop at the next door. Meghan turned back to me her eyes sparkling with unbridled lust. She pulled a key from her pocket and leapt into my arms. Our lips met with a loud smack, and parted immediately as our tongues tangled together in a way that was becoming blissfully familiar. I felt her hands wrap around my neck pulling me deeper into her kiss, and her legs wrap around my waist molding herself to my body. She pressed a key into my hand, never breaking our kiss. I hooked my right forearm under her ass, and slid the key into the lock. The door slid open without a noise and I awkwardly walked into Meghan's darkened apartment, with her clinging to me for dear life. Meghan's right hand reached out blindly and flipped the light switch. Our kiss lost some of its urgency, and degraded into soft pecks before she pulled back with a smile, unwrapped herself from me and let herself down. She smiled sheepishly as she turned and walked across the living room. "Welcome to my apartment." She said, all the while busying herself with a very large stereo system. I reached back and shut the door. I walked slowly over to where she stood with her back to me and planted a soft kiss on the back of her neck. She groaned softly, and reached back to run her hand through my hair. "Go sit down on the couch, baby, I've got a surprise." she whispered. I turned and walked over to the couch and sat down. I had no idea what to expect in the way of a surprise but I'm not one to argue with a beautiful woman. A few moments later music began to fill the room. I recognized it instantly. Marvin Gaye's "Lets Get It On." She turned to face me, a devilish grin spreading across her angelic face. She began to dance with the music her hips swaying in time with beat. I was mesmerized. Meghan then began to run her hands over her chest very slowly, her palms ran in ragged circles around her tiny breasts, occasionally stopping long enough to pinch at her nipples. She took a few steps toward me and thrust her hands into her crotch. She threw her head back with a moan, and rubbed gently against her hand. She opened her eyes and gazed at me. Her intent was clear, she was going to get me wound up and then fuck me until I couldn't walk straight. She sashayed over to my position on the couch and pushed me back. She straddled my lap and continued her intoxicating lap dance. Her hands began to run over her legs, and back over her crotch, she laid her head against my shoulder as she roughly masturbated through her pants. My hand moved to relieve her of her duties, but it was met with her hand putting it back where it had come from. "No touching." she whispered into my ear as she continued to grind against herself. Her hands soon pulled away from her crotch and slid up and under her shirt, I could plainly see her hands moving around under tight top. They settled on her breasts in unison. This show was quickly becoming too much for my senses. My cock was a rigid beast begging for release from the confines of my pants. She began to grind her crotch against mine and her eyes flew open. "Looks like someone's excited." she said with a laugh. "You have no idea." I gasped out with shortened breath. Her hands shot up grabbed her shirt and pulled it off, flinging it across the room in the process. She now sat on my lap in a beautiful blue lace bra. I had had enough. I picked her up and set her back on the couch as gently as possible. My hands flew to the button of her pants, and in less than a second they were unsnapped and in a heap on the floor. She lay in front of me, the most gorgeous creature I had ever laid eyes on, and mine for the taking. I slid down between her legs and planted a gentle kiss on the side of her knee. I lifted her leg slightly and kissed the back of her knee. I felt a shudder run through her body. My hands slid up her chest as I allowed my mouth to work its magic on her knees and calves. I blindly unsnapped her bra, and she leaned up pulled it off and tossed it across the room. I leaned forward onto her, our lips met again, but this time only once. I had bigger fish to fry. I slowly worked my way down her neck leaving a trail of gentle kisses along the way. I kissed my way into the valley between her tiny breasts. They were beautiful not quite a handful, topped with the smallest cherry red nipples. I circled back and kissed the underside of her breasts, slowly taking her body to ecstasy. "Oh my God, Jon, you are making me so wet." she cooed as she tried in vain to grind her crotch against anything at all. I took her left nipple in my mouth and sucked hard. Meghan gasped. My hand groped for her crotch. She was soaked. My hand found the side of her panties and slid in the side, all the while my mouth moved from her left to right nipple and back again. She was going wild in my arms, when I slid a finger gently over her clit. Her back arched hard, knocking my mouth from her nipple, but managing to drive my finger into her wet snatch. "Jon, I can't take it anymore. Please make me cum." she panted, her face flushed from a million near orgasms. My hands grabbed the top of her panties roughly, I looked up at her face, smiled and tore them in half. I tossed them across the room, and got down to business. Her musk flooded my nostrils. There is no smell more enticing than that of an aroused woman. I buried my face in her pussy, lapping and sucking at her lips, trying to get as much of her juices onto my tongue as possible. It proved impossible as the harder I lapped at her, the more she oozed. She began to shake violently and I knew her orgasm was on the way. I grabbed her hips and pulled them into my face. My tongue snaked upwards and flicked over her clit. "Oh Shit, I'M CUMMMMING!" Meghan let loose a scream that would wake the dead. Her juices shot out and covered my face. I had no intention of stopping until I was satisfied. I buried my face deeper into her crotch and began to work on her second orgasm. It didn't take long. "OHHHH GOD ANOTHER ONE." She whispered this time as her body tensed, and sweat beaded onto her pale skin. I kept my oral workings up until she had had a third and a fourth orgasm. After her fourth orgasm, she grabbed me by the hair, and pulled me away from her dripping pussy. "That was amazing, but I want you to fuck me, NOW." she begged, her face flushed from orgasm. That was all I needed to hear. In no time at all, I was naked standing in front of her, my penis pointing straight at her wet hole. I climbed onto the couch between her thighs and lay the head of my cock between her lips. I slid my hard 7 inches in slowly at first, but began to build up speed as she thrust her hips violently against me in an effort to get more into her. She was screaming louder than before and I was amazed that the neighbors hadn't tried to beat down the door. I leaned forward to plant a kiss on her soft lips as I continued to pound on her. She looked directly into my eyes and mouthed. "Cum for me, I wanna feel you cum." That was all I needed to hear. I felt my balls tighten and the semen begin to rush up my shaft. I pressed into her as hard as I could burying my shaft in her. That's the exact moment when my orgasm hit. I had never cum so hard before. Every time I thought that it might be nearing its end it just kept going. It felt like an eternity before I finally came down. I looked down at Meghan and smiled. We fell asleep in each others arms.