4 comments/ 21972 views/ 3 favorites Stranger in a Bar By: edal1959 I'm not sure why I stopped at this bar. It's not the sort of place I usually go. But I took a different route home today, and find myself here. I sit at the end of the bar so I can watch the locals. You walk in, trying to be unnoticed. Most of the regulars there continue to stare into their glasses. But I notice you. An attractive, sophisticated woman seems out of place in this blue-collar joint. You move sensuously across the room. You walk to a table in the corner, just across the room from where I sit at the end of the bar. I can't help but watch as you shrug off your coat. You look stunning in the short red v-neck dress you wear. You don't see me staring at you as I take in the alluring curves of your breasts and the length of your gorgeous long legs. You have a look about you that exudes sexiness, a look that says, "Fuck me!" I look around to see if anyone else is as stricken by you as I am. No, they are all lost in their own little worlds. I watch intently as you take your seat. I look at you again as the waitress comes over to take your order. You smile at her as you speak. It is such an infectious smile that I can't help but smile myself. Then, as you turn from the waitress, you look straight at me! Embarrassed, I turn away quickly. But I can't keep from looking back at you. This time, I catch you staring at me. You smile as you glance down to your drink. I watch as you shift in your seat, uncross and re-cross your sexy legs. It is if you want to show off to me. I continue to watch you, until you look back at me and our gazes lock. I smile and nod at you. You smile back, and lick your luscious lips seductively. I get up to walk over to your table, but you stand, and walk back toward the ladies' room. I know I want you. I get up and follow you. I can smell the lingering scent of your perfume, which arouses me. I wait for you outside the door. As soon as it opens, I gently push you back, step into the ladies room, shut the door and lock it behind me. You begin to speak: "What do you think you're doing..." "Shhh," I say as I put a finger over your full lips. I take your face in my hands and kiss you. You turn away saying, "I... I can't do this sort of..." I interrupt your sentence with another kiss. You try to push me away, but I grab your wrists in my hands, and lift your arms above and behind your head as I push you back against the wall of the bathroom. Once more I kiss you, and this time you relax and accept my probing tongue. Even so, I continue to hold your arms above you. You begin returning my kiss now, pushing your tongue into my mouth, biting my lower lip. I can feel the passion rising in you. I let go of your arms with one hand, holding them both up with the just the other one. As we continue to kiss deeply, I reach around behind you, slide my hand under your dress, pushing it up your back, and unhook your bra. Without allowing you to completely remove it, I move my hand around and fondle your firm breasts. Your nipples are hard, telling me you enjoy this as much as me. I stop kissing you, so I can move my mouth down to those wonderful breasts. Letting go of your arms, I lift the front of your dress and push your bra up out of the way. I begin sucking on first one, then the other. Occasionally I gently bite your hard nipples. You grab the back of my head, pulling me close. "Harder!" you cry. "Bite them harder!" You moan as I comply. As I continue to lick, suck and bite your nipples, I reach my hand inside your panties and began fingering your already wet pussy. I push one, then two fingers into you slick hole. Still kissing your breasts, I slide my fingers in and out of you. Next, with my fingers inside you, I begin to rub your swollen clit with my thumb. You gasp as your knees buckle. Wrapping a free hand around you, I hold you up. Aggressively I slide my fingers in and out, and rub your clit until you began to shudder. A little more pressure from my thumb sends you over the edge. You fling your arms around my neck as you cry out in orgasm. You shake for what seems like minutes, finally pushing my hand away from your soaked pussy. You fall into my arms with a sigh. I pull away from you, and you slump to the floor. Standing in front of you, I unbuckle my belt, unzip my pants, and let them fall to the floor. You look up at my rigid cock lustfully. "Suck it!" I command you. You reach out and take my manhood in your hands and begin stroking it. You stroke firmly but slowly. You lean forward to lick and suck my swollen balls as you continue to jerk my cock. Drops of pre-cum begin forming on the tip, and after a few strokes, drip down my shaft onto your arm. Releasing my balls from your mouth, you lick the pre-cum from your arm, and then from the underside of my thick shaft. Slowly you lick up the shaft to the head of my cock. Teasing me, you circle your tongue around the head, licking off each droplet of pre-cum that appears. Finally you wrap your lips around the head, and suck my cock slowly into your mouth. At first you just suck on the head. Then you begin to slide your lips further down my shaft, only to pull back to the head. With each stroke of your lips you take more of me into your mouth, all the while continuing to stroke with your hands. I can feel my cock swelling even more, if that's possible. Before long, you are taking almost the entire length of me into your mouth. I can feel the head hitting the back of your throat before you pull back. Then you suck me back in again, over and over. For a second, you pull back and stop. Then you take a breath, and push your lips down my shaft until, once again, the head hits the back of your throat. But this time you don't pull back. Letting go of my shaft, you reach around and grab my ass in your hands and pull me to you. I feel my cock pushing on the back of your throat, then slip down your throat until your nose is pushing into my belly. This is too much! I grab your head in my hands and start fucking your mouth. In and out, In and out: each time pushing my cock down your throat, nearly gagging you. With each forward thrust you dig your fingers into my ass cheeks and pull me toward you. Finally, I can't hold back, and with a grunt and a final thrust, I unload my swollen balls, shooting my hot cum deep into your mouth. You try to swallow it all, but it's too much. I look down at you as the excess spills out the side of your mouth. Damn, that looks so fucking HOT! I pull my cock out as you swallow my remaining cum. But I'm not done yet. I want all of you. I pull you to your feet and sit you on the sink. Kneeling in front of you, I rip off your panties and throw them aside. Then I push my face into your pussy and begin tonguing your clit. I feel it swell as I flick it with my tongue. Faster and harder I lick it, causing a moan from you. I suck it into my mouth, and flick my tongue on it as I suck it. Your hips arch up, and you squeal with pleasure. I bite it, gently at first, the harder. I can feel your juices moistening my chin. Sensing you are close to coming, I stand, and push my still hard cock deep into your pussy. I immediately begin thrusting. Slow at first, but soon hard and fast. My balls are slapping your ass as I fuck you. You thrust back, wrapping your legs around my waist, grinding your clit against my pubic bone. I reach around and grab your ass and pull you close as I thrust. Suddenly, you shudder and gasp. You cum with a loud moan that I'm sure everyone in the bar can hear. I keep pumping as several waves of orgasm come over you. And then you fall backwards, spent. But I'm still not done. I pull you up, turn you around, and lean you over the sink. Reaching down with my hand, I spread some of your pussy juice up and into your ass. I push a moistened finger slowly into your asshole. You relax and allow it to enter. I finger your ass for a while, and then push in a second finger. I feel your ass loosen and know it's time. Gently I push the head of my cock against your moist asshole. It opens slowly. I push more, and begin to slip into your ass. As my cock head pushes past the tight opening, I suddenly slip in and you moan. It is so tight around my cock! Slowly I begin to slide my cock in and out, and you begin to push back. I take your hips in my hands as I begin thrusting. You moan again."Mmmm, yeah! Fuck my ass, stud! Fuck it hard!" That's all I need to hear. A few more thrusts and I unload my hot cum into your ass. My knees buckle as I slip out, the last few shots of cum landing on your ass cheeks. You fall forward onto the sink as I lean back against the wall. We stay that way for a while as we catch our breath. After a few minutes, without saying a word, we begin to get dressed. I quickly pull my pants up as you are trying to straighten your dress. I turn to exit the bathroom, and as I leave, I reach down and grab your torn panties and pocket them as a souvenir. Then I quietly exit the bar. Stranger in a Boutique She lazily strolled down the cobblestone walkway of the merchants quarters. Racks of clothing littered the sidewalks enticing buyers into the small boutiques behind them. It was a bright lovely day, clear, unseasonably warm with a sky the kind of blue that makes you take a breath. The streets were cramped with people, even the merchants quarters which had developed an unsavory reputation as of late with news of inappropriate going ons in the walkway and even the boutiques themselves. She of course still frequented the district not minding the unsavory. In fact, on occasion had gone there specifically because of it. Not today though, today she was simply amongst the others searching for a new dress she needed to attend a theater engagement a few evenings from then. Something sleek, yet flowing and of course thin. The encounter on the train had been nearly a week prior, but she was still firmly in control of herself. The feeling had yet to set in, though she knew it was ever present below the surface. She was already growing bored of the day. The fabrics and colors blending into a thousand different outfits she'd worn before. She wanted something different, a bit daring. She wanted something to draw the eye. But she had quickly become discouraged finding nothing of the sort. Plus, she didn't much like crowds and dreaded the idea of standing in line for any period of time. She had almost given up altogether, having nearly gone through the merchant quarters in its entirety before coming upon a small boutique just at the edge of it. The boutique wasn't flashy or enticing like the others, in fact the sign was small and barely visible from the walkway. But for some reason it beckoned to her and she was drawn to go in. She stepped through the small door front, somewhat shrouded by a large mahogany curtain, and was pleasantly surprised by what she found inside. The boutique was actually quite quaint and larger then one would anticipate from the walkway outside. Light fixtures hung here and there along with various art pieces. Two curtains identical to the one in the store front hung at the rear, presumably covering the dressing areas, a luxury many shops in the district lacked. She saw him almost immediately amongst the handful of shoppers. He was tall, handsome and dressed in business attire. His eyes had been on her since before she had passed under the curtain. She felt a twinge of the familiar feeling begin to creep up her body, but quickly dismissed it. He was not the type who would be entertained by her desires. He looked proper, wholesome. Besides, her sort of men didn't frequent women's boutiques in the merchant quarters, at least during the daylight hours. This particular boutique didn't seem quite inviting of those types of behaviors in any event. It was open, bright. She liked to keep her activities discreet, in the shadows, a secret about herself only she knew. Although she had inadvertently glanced towards the curtains in the back once or twice imagining what could transpire behind them. She instead took to strolling the racks and concentrated on the fabrics hanging there. She was after all, here for a dress. But she knew his eyes were still on her and she couldn't keep the possibilities from entering her mind. She again looked in his direction and caught his glance. He held her gaze for a moment before she turned away, but it was already too late. He was moving towards her with a garment in his hand and the feeling in her had become to strong to control. "This would look lovely on you." he smiled, holding the dress before her. Not at all her style of course, long, a bit matronly. She smiled back dismissing it without a word and passed close, very close before him, so close she felt him shudder slightly. She wondered how far she could push this man. How far he'd be willing to go. He followed her to the next display and stopped behind her, not touching her but just barely. She arched slightly forward nearly brushing against him and pulled a dress from its hanger. He took a step into her. "Now that is stunning." He said. He cautiously put a hand on her lower back and left it there waiting. She paused for a moment, then reached behind her and moved his hand further down. He started for a moment glancing around the boutique before gently caressing her, stopping just where her thighs began. She took a step into him and could feel his excitement. He took a breath. She loved enticing these men, startling them. Although she was surprised herself by his boldness. "Perhaps you should try it on." He whispered into her ear. She nodded slightly and pushed herself further into him. He took her hand in his and led her toward the back of the boutique. She glanced around at the others who didn't seem to notice. The dressing room was much like the rest of the boutique, quant with a mirror occupying an entire wall and a bench resting against the other. He held the large mahogany curtain aside for her, letting her pass before stepping in himself and lowering the curtain behind them. She stood in front of the mirror holding the dress in her hands. He fell in behind her, staring admirably at her reflection. He leaned over, his mouth close to her ear. "Shall you try it on then?" She nodded, smiling at him through the mirror. He began unfastening the buttons of her own dress which started at the neck and traveled down the entire back of it. He released the garment and it slid down her frame to the floor around her feet. He returned his gaze to the mirror and took a breath. She stood almost fully nude before it, she rarely wore a bra unless completely warranted. He traced her body with his eyes. She was sleek, firm, yet with supple breasts and hips. Her long hair dangled just above her nipples He gently pulled it aside and placed his mouth on her neck. He explored her body with his finger tips, making her skin come alive. He glided down her arm, the curve of her hip, finally to her breasts where his fingers danced in circles electrifying her. She handed the dress back to him before she lost all control. She wasn't ready to give herself to him just yet. He smiled at her in the mirror, but she could feel his disappointment. He slipped the dress over her head and smoothed it down her body using his hands to guide it all the way down. It clung to her seductively. "See, I knew it," he began. "Stunning." She took a step into him. She could feel how excited he was. She slowly moved her hips back and forth, enticing him more. He placed his hands on her waist and pulled her into him harder. He leaned down and replaced his lips on her neck and traced her shoulder with his mouth. She put her hands on his own and moved them down her thighs. He grabbed at the fabric and slowly raised it. He slid both hands under her thin panties and gripped all of her ass before pulling them off entirely. She arched her back leaning into him. He returned one hand behind her, caressing softly with the whole of his hand. He reached around with the other and found her clitoris. She reached around herself and found his cock, rock hard beneath her trousers. She felt him tremble again under her touch. He slid his hand down and pushed two fingers inside her. Fire shot through her body. She turned around and pressed her body against him. He found her lips and kissed her feverishly. He moved from her lips to her neck to her lips again. He placed a hand on her breast and squeezed. She wrapped her arms around his lower back and pull him to her. He let out a moan as his cock rubbed against her. He walked her back and pressed her against the wall with his body. She reached for his trousers and began at the buttons. He finished for her lowering them to the ground. In a flash he was against her again, his throbbing cock rubbing between her legs. He placed a hand under her thigh and lifted it around his waist. He held himself just outside her. She felt herself aching for him He slowly slid the tip of his cock inside her and held it there. She shuddered around him. He leaned down and kissed her hard as he slid his whole cock inside her. She exploded with pleasure. He pushed against her getting as deep as he could. He pulled out slightly then pushed against her again, harder and deeper still. She tightened her leg around him as he began moving his hips back and forth thrusting again and again. He grabbed at the flesh of her ass, bit at her neck. She felt her muscles tightening around him. He let out a deep moan. He took her by the shoulders and turned her back toward the mirror. She placed a hand on it as he bent her over and pushed himself back inside her. She bit her lip not to call out. She watched him watching their reflection in the mirror as he buried his cock inside her again and again. He pulled at the front of the dress freeing her breasts before returning his hand to her hips. She could feel him throbbing inside her. Her own pleasure had overtaken her. It ripped through her body. He pushed into her one last time as he moaned loudly and she felt him explode. He stayed there pressed against her for a moment shuddering. He leaned down and gently kissed her neck before turning from her and straightening his trousers. She had changed back into her own dress before she knew it and turned as he helped her to refasten the buttons. He smiled down at her, "I'll go first. Wait a moment, then follow." She nodded as he disappeared through the curtain. She turned back to the mirror and smoothed her hair making sure all was in order before making her own exit. Convinced he'd be waiting for her, she began to devise a plan why she couldn't spend the day with him, but when she lifted the curtain herself he was nowhere to be seen. She quickly headed to the front of the boutique and passed the second mahogany curtain. She relaxed a bit once outside and was headed to the cobblestone walkway, when a cashier from the store caught her arm. She turned wide eyed thinking she'd been found out. "From the gentleman" The cashier explained and handed her a bag from the boutique. She nodded at the cashier, took the bag and hurried away. She didn't look back, in fact she was well outside the merchants quarters before even stopping to inspect the bag. Inside was the dress. Thrilled she reached in and pulled it free along with a piece of paper that fell to the ground. She looked at the note and smiled. She knew it was from him. She also knew it was an invitation for another encounter. She careful folded her garment and placed it back in it's bag. She turned and walked away, leaving the note, untouched on the street. She would indeed be wearing the dress again, but it wouldn't be for the gentleman and it wouldn't be at the boutique. The possibilities of it swirled in her head as she made her way back to the platform of the train.