He was probably one of the most stunning guys I had ever seen. His scruffy blonde hair, blue-green eyes and toned body were such a turn on. He was tall, athletic and his voice was deep and gruff, and extremely sexy.
Unfortunately, I had never had a real conversation with him. He was a bartender at the local club (Randy Joe’s) my friends and I were regulars at. And every time we were there I found myself watching him and getting just a little too excited for my own good.
What made things worse was that this particular bartender was CONSTANTLY staring at me. I had, on more than one occasion, caught him running his eyes up and down my body with such a look of lust that I had to stop myself from grabbing the nearest guy and fucking him like crazy in the nearby toilets.
This, of course, was not good for a female in a situation such as mine. I was single, horny and very imaginative. I found myself most nights dreaming of him running his hands down my body, kissing and caressing me, and then fucking me long and hard. As I only had a few toys and my own 2 hands, I was often left feeling unsatisfied and even more desperate to get his fat juicy cock inside of me.
So, if we ever met, he was going to be in a lot of trouble.
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I was riding the tram home from working a long day in the city. As per usual, I was tired and sexually frustrated. I had found that my frustrations had become more intense as the weeks passed by and I could no longer stand it. I had decided that tonight I was going out to the local club and I was going to pick up. I was going to give someone a good bang before the night was over, no matter what.
As the tram stopped at an intersection, I looked up from my book to have a look out the window. To my surprise, there was my bartender walking towards the tram. Without hesitation I ran out of the tram, and walked towards the bartender.
“Hello” I said, grinning ear to ear. There was no way I was going to pass up this opportunity.
“Hi” He said back, looking extremely nervous.
“I know you, don’t I? You’re the bartender from Randy Joes, aren’t you?” I questioned him oh so innocently.
“Yeah! I’m Matt. I know you too don’t I? You’re a regular?” Matt replied, shuffling his feet as he spoke.
“Yep, that’s me. I’m Sarah.” I answered, sticking out my hand waiting for him to shake it.
Matt took my hand, gave it a firm shake and smiled. I could feel myself sweating, my nipples becoming increasingly erect as we touched.
“So, am I going to see you tonight at Randy’s?”
“Definitely. Is that where you’re headed?” I questioned, hoping that he would say yes.
“Yeah, I’m opening the club, so it’s just me and the bar for the 1st 2 hours or so.”
“I’m walking that way” I lied “Would you like some company?”
“Sure! You live around here?” He asked as we made our way down to Randy Joe’s.
“I do. I was just coming home from work” I responded, my heart beating faster as I thought of all the wonderful things I could do to this man.
As we got to the club, he turned to me and looked me straight in the eyes, his face a now bright red colour.
“Can I ask you something?”
I nodded and knew what was coming.
“Could I have your number?” he asked looking down at his feet. “I’d like to call you sometime.”
He was so hot standing there, so innocent and sweet. I couldn’t bear it any longer, this was getting to be too much for me.
I grabbed Matt, pushed him up against the door and kissed him with such lust that I could feel his cock rising straight up into a magnificent erection, pushing against my tingling pussy.
Surprising him, I grabbed the keys to the club out of his hands and opened the door, pushing him through into the darkened room.
“I don’t think we should…” he began to say as I shushed him and began unbuttoning his shirt.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted you in me. So, don’t try and stop me.” I breathed in his ear, slowly undressing him.
Finding the nearest pool table, I sat on the edge and started on his pants. He was amazingly aroused and the thought of making Matt so hot made me even hornier. As I slid his pants down he grabbed my head and pushed it down to his dick, groaning as I teased his swollen head with my tongue, stroking his shaft gently with my fingertips.
“Ohh” He groaned watching me slowly inch my mouth further down his meaty cock, sliding my tongue up and down and around his shaft.
Sucking gently, I began massaging his balls, and felt him shiver with pleasure. Then, drawing my mouth up to the tip of his cock I moaned as I tasted his pre cum in my mouth.
Looking straight into his eyes, I began moving my mouth up and down his shaft, sucking and licking as I went, increasing the speed of my strokes.
Getting closer to orgasm, he began moving in time with my mouth, his movements becoming more and more urgent as he started to cum. With an intense orgasm sweeping through his body, he yelled out, letting more and more cum spill into my greedy mouth.
Pulling away I looked up at him and pulled his mouth down to mine and kissed him, the salt of his cum mixing between out mouths. As our kisses became once again lustful and hungry, he began to undress me.
Ripping off my shirt, he looked down and grinned realising I wasn’t wearing a bra. My large perky breasts were sitting to attention, my pink erect nipples hard as rocks.
“Mmmm” he groaned in approval.
Then, leaning over me, Matt pushed me down on the pool table, and tugged my skirt down, smiling once again in satisfaction, as there was no underwear in sight.
