I want to thank my co-conspirator Rayvn for the inspiration for this story.
I saw her sitting there alone, with her friends just off to the side. She wasn't paying much attention to them, she seemed to be watching me more. She was sitting in the corner, shielded from seemingly everyone but me.
I almost spit out my beer as I watched her spread her legs, showing me that she was not wearing any panties. Even across the room, I could see that she was getting turned on.
I had to reach down, discretely, and adjust myself. She looked so sexy sitting there, exposing herself to me, that the blood started to rush to my cock. She smiled as she saw my bulge, and unconsciously licked her lips.
She spread her legs even wider and slowly started to stroke her clit, still never taking her eyes off of me.
I felt my cock jump as I watched her start to slide her finger into her pussy, and I could see her try to stifle a moan in pleasure.
I was trying to be discreet as I squeezed and stroked my hard shaft through my jeans, hoping that no one can see what I was doing.
I watched her as she slid down further in her chair and slid her finger even deeper into her wet pussy. I could see the moisture shine in the dim light, as her finger slowly slid in and out of her pretty hole.
I could see her moan, and I wondered what she would sound like moaning in my ear. As I watched, I wished that it was my finger sliding in and out, or better yet, my thick, hard cock, which right now was begging for release, and relief.
I could see her juices dripping down her slit, and I knew that some of them were reaching her ass, and the rest had to be pooling on her chair. Even from across the room, I could see her stiff nipples poking through her blouse, making her big tits look even better. Almost as if she knew what I was thinking, she pinched her nipple, and sighed.
I could see her eyes get big for a brief second, and then relax, and I could tell that she was close to bringing herself to an orgasm. She started to finger herself faster, and I could tell that she was breathing heavier.
At this point, she had no idea how badly I wanted her, how badly I wanted to slide my cock deep inside her pussy and bring us both to an incredible orgasm.
I had to stop teasing my cock, afraid that I would cum in my pants as I watched her. She started to rub her clit hard and slid her fingers in and out even faster, and I knew that she was about to cum.
She looked into my eyes as her orgasm built, and her hips started to move in rhythm with her finger, thrusting in and out.
She tilted her head back, still maintaining eye contact, and I watched as her body started to shake subtly. I couldn't believe my eyes as I watched her cum hard, knowing that I had at least something to do with causing all of this.
As her orgasm slowed and her breathing came back to normal, I watched as she slid her fingers out of her pussy, shiny with her juices, and brought them up to her lips.
I almost exploded in my pants, without even touching myself, as I watched her lick her juices from her fingers. Unconsciously, I licked my lips, wishing that I was tasting her.
At this point, I started to wonder how her friends had not noticed what has been going on, although I did see one of them, a petite redhead with a short skirt, glance over at her a couple of times.
I decided that I couldn't let this all go without doing something, so I walked over to her. The redhead looked down at my bulge, and then looked quickly at her. I took her hand, that one that had been sliding in and out of her pussy, and brought her out to the dance floor. I didn't bother to ask, I just took her.
As if by fate, a slow song starts playing, and we danced close and tight. Neither of us said a word as we swayed to the music, and I knew that she could feel my still hard cock pressing against the top of her mound.
I could feel her exhale as she sighed while my hard shaft rubbed against her belly, and my hand slid down to her ass. As I glided my fingertips over her asscheeks, she swayed her hips, getting even closer to me.
As we moved around on the dance floor, I threw a glance over to her friends. A couple of them looked at us and then went back to their conversations, but the redhead was watching us intently, a look of jealousy on her pretty face.
As the song ended, we looked at each other and she said softly, "Thank you," the first words spoken between us. I was not about to let her get away already, so I took her by the hand again, and I led her out of the bar.
I took her to my truck, parked in the corner of the lot. I placed her up against the passenger side door and, gently taking her face in my hands, I kissed her. We started out in a soft, tentative kiss, but soon escalated into a mad, passionate tongue-wrestle.
She moaned as our hands slid over each other's backs, each of us reaching down and grabbing the other's ass and pulling it in tight.
