We are all at a crowded dark bar. Everyone in our group is getting pretty drunk and the guys are all hovering around you. It's like they have to try.
You are wearing a low cut button down top, knee high leather boots and a skirt just long enough to sit in, but just barely. If you sit wrong, you can flash the entire room. All of the guys have their eyes on you and you know it. While sitting down you move your legs just enough to give me a peak of what I have been craving. I get hard just with a little glimpse of your pussy.
You lean over to talk to the bar tender, intentionally pushing up your DDs, exposing your cleavage and then that little wiggle, moving your butt in the air. I can tell what all the guys are thinking. You flirt and banter with the guys, all while you are leaning back into me, your ass "innocently" grinding against my crotch. You can definitely feel how hard my cock is in my pants.
I know you aren't wearing anything underneath your skirt because you made the point of handing me your thong when we hugged at the door. It was still warm and wet with your moistness. You told me to hold on these as a reminder of what I was supposed to do. I smiled, held them in my hand for a bit and put them in my pocket. Every once and a while, I would reach in my pocket to feel the dampness.
I stand close enough to run my hands up your legs with no one the wiser. You shift one leg open enough for me to feel your warmth above my hand. It's dark enough that I am able to cup your ass and move down between your legs, and easily slide a finger into you. You are so wet with my finger just still inside you. You gyrate your hips enough for you to squeeze your pussy and push back against my hand, which is now covered in your juices. I pump my finger deep into you a few slow times, rubbing your clit with my other fingers. Your wet cunt is gripping my finger as I slip it back out. You take a deep breath and continue the conversation you had been struggling to maintain.
We get back to my hotel after a few more drinks. You are nice and buzzed but not drunk. I can see that you're almost purring with the buzz of the attention and the dancing and the booze.
We get back to the room and I pour you another drink as you open the windows and look over the skyline.
I shift my hard cock, deciding how I should take you... I love considering pushing you against that window. I know the fun is just getting started. You know it, too. Your nipple are hard and your leaning them against that cold window.
I move behind you and run my hands around your waist, pulling your hips back against me. I'm huge against your ass now. I consider just fucking you here, against the glass, hard. I know you like it like that. Hard.
But I hear your breath and I want to kiss you and taste your lips. It's been too long and as much as I want to fuck you, I've wanted to put my tongue in your mouth for way too long tonight.
I flip you around and bring you in close and slowly start to unbutton your top. I can feel you start to breathe a little heavier, deeper. I remove your shirt, kissing the tops of your big tits, your neck, your mouth. Your grabbing and pulling me against you...
"Wait." You push me back and ask me what I want. I tell you "I want to suck and lick your pussy and then plunge my cock into you." You tell me to pace myself because we have all night.