A Night Out

I was standing at the bar waiting for the next round of drinks when I spotted him across the bar. He was cute. Not my usual type, but still good-looking. We made eye contact and he smiled at me so I smiled back. The bartender momentarily blocked my view when she handed me the round of drinks.

I reached for my wallet to pay when she stopped me. “No need. The gentleman across the bar paid for your drinks.” She gestured to the man I had just made eye contact with. I gave him a wave and took the round of drinks elbowing my way through the crowd back to the table I was sharing with my girlfriends.

I don’t really care for crowds. I tend to get claustrophobic. Add that to the band that was playing way too loud, and the now 4th round of drinks and I was beginning to get a little dizzy. The bar had a patio outside so I told my friends I was going to get some air, downed the rest of my drink quickly and began to push my way outside.

When I got to the patio I saw him again. The man who bought the round of drinks. “OH! Hi.” I said surprised. “Thanks for the drinks earlier. It was very nice of you.” I was glad for the chance to actually thank him for the drinks.

“My pleasure.” He said. “I hope you didn’t drink them all.” He joked.

I gave a half laugh. “No. Only one of them. So what brings you outside?”

“Same as you I’d imagine. It’s crowded and hot in there. And way too loud.”

We carried on with the small talk for a little while, each of us ordering more drinks when a waitress came out to see if there was anyone on the patio, leaning against the wall when he moved to stand in front of me. “I hope you don’t think that I’m too forward, but I just wanted to say that I saw you across the bar, and I think you’re beautiful.”

I felt the heat rising in my cheeks. Before I could reply, he leaned in and kissed me. “Wow!” He gasped. “I’m sorry, but I have wanted to do that since you came out here, and I was going to kick myself if I didn’t.”

I was definitely getting more light headed. I couldn’t tell if it was from the alcohol or the kiss. All I could do was reach up with my right hand and grab him by the back of his neck, tangling my fingers in his hair and pull him down to kiss me again. I wrapped my left arm around his waist and pulled him closer to me, pressing our bodies together.

We stood like that, kissing, for I don’t know how long. He was a magnificent kisser. I moved my right hand down to his waste, and slowly rose my hands up his back under his shirt rubbing my hands on his bare skin.

He moved away from my mouth, and started kissing my neck and throat. I inhaled sharply but he didn’t stop. I put one hand back around his neck pressing his lips closer to my exposed skin. At the same time he reached up and pulled down the shoulder of my shirt and my bra exposing my breast to the night air. “Amazing.” he whispered before taking my already hard nipple in his mouth.

This continued for a minute when I thought I heard someone coming outside. I looked and didn’t see anyone, but it looked like the door had been opened.

“We should stop.” I said

“Do you really want to?” He asked looking into my eyes.

“No,” I said, “but what if someone comes outside?”

He backed away, covering my breast, and grabbed my hand, pulling me away from the patio and into the alley where it was darker, but where we would be less likely to be caught. He pushed me back against the wall pushing both shoulders of my tank top down exposing both of my breasts this time. Without a word he took one in his mouth, fondling the other with one hand, and grabbing my ass with the other.

I put my hands on him, trailing my fingers along the inside of the waistband of his jeans and pressing my pelvis into him grinding slightly.

“Do you know what you’re doing to me?” He asked.

“I imagine the same thing you’re doing to me.” I replied reaching my hand around and down the front of his pants, gently caressing his erection through his underwear.

“Fuck!” he gasped as he unbuttoned my pants and reached into my panties, inserting his fingers into my wet pussy.

I took my cue from him and followed suit by undoing his jeans and fully exposing his cock before taking it in my hand and rubbing it.

He kissed me again, all the while we were fingering and rubbing each other when he suddenly pulled me away from the wall, spun me around, pulled my pants down to my knees before bending me over so my tits were pressed against the rough bricks in front of me.

“You feel too good to resist, “ he fingered my pussy again for a second before pushing his cock inside me. I pushed back against him, driving him in deeper.

He began moving his hips back and forth fucking me right there in the ally where we could hear the music from the bar when someone opened the door.

He leaned over whispering in my ear, “Your pussy feels so good!”

“You have an amazing cock! Fuck me harder!” I replied and he did, thrusting his hips harder and faster.

The feeling of his cock rubbing the inside of my pussy was amazing! I could already feel the orgasm beginning.

“You’re so tight and wet,” he said, “I can’t get enough of it!” And he reached one hand down and began rubbing my clit while he continued to fuck me.

As my orgasm built, he started pumping faster until my legs began to shake where I stood and the walls of my pussy clenched around his hard cock!

I gasped, “OH FUCK!”

When we had both caught our breath he pulled his still hard cock out of me and turned me back around. He grabbed his dick and started jerking off occasionally rubbing it on my still exposed pussy. When he finally came he groaned and emptied his throbbing balls all over the outside of my pussy before collapsing against me and the wall.

“That was so fucking hot.” He said.

“I have never done that before.” I replied truthfully. I’m not the type to fuck some stranger I just met in a bar. Someone whose name I didn’t even know!

“Are you coming back next weekend?” He asked.

“I could with the right motivation…” I trailed off as he reached down and started rubbing my clit again…