I looked down at my rapidly disappearing drink and sighed. Damn! Beer always did have the same effect on me. Just one pint was enough to send me running to the bathroom. I signalled to the barman to prepare my second drink, a dark rum and coke, and got up to go to the bathroom.
Knowing that the lock on the door didn't work, I just closed the door behind me and popped it out to start pissing. A couple of seconds later the door opened behind me and I heard a very feminine voice excuse herself saying that she didn't know anyone was there. Not really worrying about it, I jokingly stated that unless she wanted to wait, she could use the ladies... next door. The door closed behind me and after finishing my piss, I went and sat down at the bar again.
My drink was waiting for me on the bar and I took a sip. It was mixed to perfection, but before I could savour the taste properly, I felt a small tap on my shoulder and heard that same feminine voice.
"I'm sorry about walking in on you in the bathroom," she said, "but there was someone in the ladies."
"No problem," I stated, looking around to find a young, beautiful face looking at me, "the lock on the door doesn't work so it's not really your fault. By the way," I smiled, "my name is Mark."
"I'm Janine!" she cheerfully smiled back and leant forward to kiss me on both cheeks.
Her musky aroma flew straight up my nostrils, and affected my balls, resulting in one hell of a hardon. This was no ordinary turn on! The smell of pure sex she was emanating was just so overpowering. I suddenly wondered how I was going to get her into bed! She was wearing a very loose off shoulder top that showed off just enough cleavage to tantalise me. The way she moved to the music that was being played showed that she was not wearing a bra underneath her top. As for the bottom, oh wow, wow, WOW! She was in a skirt that barely reached to her thighs.
I am not a guy that likes the anorexic look on women and I find that having a little extra flesh in the right places gave a woman the curves that were enough to drive me crazy. She had ample hip that carried her ass beautifully! Oh what an ass she had!
I asked her what she wanted to drink and she ordered a 'Long Island Ice Tea'. I thought that this was a non alcoholic drink, but when I saw the barman mix a potent cocktail containing all the white spirits, I could just begin to imagine what kind of residual hangover that drink would give you.
We chatted for a few minutes, but her fingers hardly ever left the side of her head, and I put paid to my chances of getting her into bed. Any advances from my part would probably result in the age-old excuse of her having a headache.
"Is your head hurting a lot?" I asked.
Although there was a slight tone of regret in my voice, my question was more out of concern than anything else. I am a migraine sufferer and I wouldn't want the pain I feel on my worst enemy, let alone on the delightful specimen of femininity seated in front of me.
"It is a bit," she answered, wincing slightly. "It's all the built up pressure. I tend to get tense."
"Close your eyes and relax," I ordered, placing my hands on her head and resting my fingers on her temples.
She obeyed without hesitation and I started to massage her head, starting from the bridge of her nose, up to mid-forehead and out to her temples. After the first two strokes, she let out a sigh of relief, stating how good it felt. She kept her eyes closed, totally engrossed in the natural pain relief that my fingers were administering to her head. Her tongue protruded ever so slightly from between her lips and I could only begin to imagine what her it would feel like running over my cock. I could almost see her wrapping her moist luscious lips around my member and suck me off for all she was worth.
I continued massaging her head for about five minutes. My trained fingers could feel there was less tension in her temples and I instinctively knew that my fingers had once again worked their own particular little miracles. Not wanting to stop her enjoyment, instead of stopping, I traced my fingers to the back of her head, down the nape of her neck and onto her shoulders.
"Oh my God!" she croaked. "That feels so good! Where did you learn to massage like that?"
"I'm a masseur," I explained, simultaneously smiling, but not stopping the kneading of her shoulders.
"Oh what I'd give for a massage on my back," she said through tiny gasps of pleasure.
"Anytime you want, all you have to do is give the word and I'll give you a full body massage. If you want," I continued, pushing my luck a little, "I'd even give you a speciality massage."
The look on her face suddenly changed from pleasure to confusion. She had no idea what I was talking about and I could see a million thoughts rushing through her mind.
"Okay, I give up! Tell me what a speciality massage is!"
"Well really there are various, but there is one in particular that I would like to give you."
"Really?" She seemed interested in finding out what speciality massages were. "I'd like to know more about this. What kind of massage would you like to give me?"
"Your pussy with my tongue!"
Her eyes shot wide open and a wicked grin formed on her face.
"Now that is very interesting. I'd like that! I'd like that a real lot... but only if I could give you a massage as well."
"And what might that be?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Your cock with my mouth!"
Now it was my turn to be wide eyed.
"Would you really do that for me?"
"Absolutely! I love sucking a cock. I get so turned on by it. If you could feel my pussy right now you'd know what I mean. I am so wet! The touch of your hands on my shoulders was turning me on, but now just thinking about sucking you off has pushed me over the edge. You have made me so horny!"
I put my hand on her bare knee and very slowly let my hand move upwards. She offered no resistance and as my hand glided higher, she slightly parted her legs. As my hand cupped her love mound, she let out a small groan and shudder. She was not lying! This girl was very highly aroused! Her panties were absolutely drenched and it was very clear to see that she wanted it as much as I did.
"Do you want to leave so that we can find a quiet place to be alone?"
Without a moment's hesitation she stood up, took a last sip from her drink and took me by the hand. We took a slow walk to my car and I put my arm around her waist, letting my hand slip down to her ass pulling her closer to me.
We had not been in the car for thirty seconds and her hand was already going to work on my groin, giving me a raging hardon. I tried to put my hand between her thighs but she roughly pushed it away and flung off her seat belt. Both her hands were suddenly on my groin and in a flash, she had unzipped me and had my cock in her hands.
"I need to suck your meat now!" she stated and promptly licked off the small dribble of pre cum that had formed. "Ooh that tastes so good," and without any further ceremony, leaned forward and hungrily took my tool into her mouth.