Hate Sucking
I dont know whats wrong with me when it comes to having sex with men; I love the idea of meeting someone strong and mentally stable but after his cum is out, so is he out of the door. My emotional needs are almost never met and only occasionally men are able to satisfy me physically.
So I figured; if I'm almost always super horny after he has finished with me, I might aswell only suck his cock whenever I feel like I've met this new, handsome and interesting guy. Both sides win; I'm still super horny after he's finished so no changes there, but I get to keep the most precious thing, meaning my pussy, out of the equation.
I can tell from their looks that they want me to bend my big, worked out booty over as fast as they can and get to fuck me, but lately I'm starting to feel like maybe they need to show me some greater efforts on their behalf before I'm giving it up all the way. Besides, blowjobs don't count and they are fun.
You could easily tell by now that I'm a girl who has high standards. I consider myself highly valuable and good looking because of all the efforts to look at my best on any situation and I take a very good care of my body. Some nights at the bar, men are swarming around me trying their best to impress me, so I would say that I've became maybe a little over-confident lately.
But I gotta say that by the time I'm ordering my first drink at the bar wearing my high heels, tight and extra short and slutty black dress hugging my big booty and having my make up on and my long blonde hair flowing onto my small tits, I'm quite a catch and I can feel the eyes on me. It can be also quite lonely, since most men are too afraid to come say hello..
I was supposed to meet Diana at our favourite spot downtown and enjoy couple of cocktails on friday night. I had a rough week at the work and decided to spoil myself all out today. I really took my time at home making myself look as feminine and irresistible as I could after pushing new hip-thrust records at the gym. I love preparing for the nights out; checking out my booty gains in front of the mirror and being very happy about the progress, having couple of shots and listening to my favourite tracks to get my mood up.
After my hair and make-up, I shoved myself into the short and black sparkly dress I mentioned earlier along with some cute pink thong, grabbed my purse and took a taxi downtown.
The bar was crowded that night because of some music event. I was little buzzed from the shots at home already but I went to order an ice-cold Negroni at the bar. The bartender was tall and looking handsome in his bowtie and white shirt while stirring the drink. The staff was very nicely clothed here.
I found a tall table for two a little further away from the DJ's stage because the music was a little loud nearby. I couldn't help but notice that the men, but also the women looking while I was walking to the table with my drink along with couple of "How are you doing baby?" comments along the way.
My mood was very good, but sadly after checking up my phone, I received a message from Diana that she's actually going to stay at home because of her anxiety and she's going to go for a run tonight instead and go to bed early. She has these things every now and then and it's never seriously bad, but she just knows that alcohol is only gonna make it worse. I told her to take it easy today and said that I would like to meet tomorrow if she feels better. I could also tell her a story about my night with the guy, who was just walking towards my table...
"Hello, my name is Leo, what is your name?"
Well he's gotta good start, luckily for him no stupid pick-up lines and he was't too drunk. He had nice pair of fresh hi-top Fila's, black well fitting jeans and a grey sweater. Nothing fancy, but he had this cool vibe to him and this lower energy which I cannot describe...
"Daniela", I answered but something stuck into my throat before I could finish, so I ended up coughing in the middle. Not the best start for me. It's rare that it's like this way around...
"Nice to meet you Daniela, I'm going to meet a friend at the Sky Bar in an hour and I loved it how you turned everybody's attention. I met your ass before I met you so I had to come say hello!"
Wow, I couldn't believe he could pull that off without making me feel uncomfortable. The way he said it, it was fun! I smiled and giggled a little and immediately came back at him:
"Yea I've had her along ever her since I was a baby and it's so exciting to see her grown up so fast!"
He burst out laughing and I also relaxed a little. I noticed I fixed my posture, turned myself slightly towards him and arched my back a little while sitting. He grabbed the back of the chair I was sitting on and came a little closer to me and told me he's visiting the city for the weekend and he's going to fly tomorrow.
He smelled so nice, like lavender and cedar wood or something came up to mind. He was tall and fit and his eyes were smiling all the time he was speaking to me.
There was this penetrating quality to his eyes, which again I don't know how to describe any better. I felt I was starting to heat up between my legs and while he was talking, he started to run his thumb up and down the small of my back. We had good chemistry while talking about something I don't remember anymore.
"Oh, you don't know this bar then!" I said in excitement,
"Come, I'll show you a cool place here", I told him and I actually just took him by the hand and started to lead him behind me out of the main bar area.
I could sense his gaze on my wiggling butt which I now know he likes. Knowing that was turning me on even more..
Another part of the bar has this room with big and tall glass wall where you could see the river flowing just outside the bar in the central park of the city.
You could see outside to the river and the park from the bar, but you couldn't see inside because it's a one-way glass.
The area has a nice dark atmosphere and you could go into these big booths and hang out on comfy chairs with your friends while still listening to the music from the main area and watch the night life outside.
There are 6 booths in front of the glass wall and surprisingly, only the second door from the right was closed, meaning there were already people inside. You could also make reservations on these if you wanted to just chill and have a drink.
I lead us to the leftmost booth furthest away from the entrance, because there's a brick wall also. The middle booths have somewhat thin walls between them.
He closed the door after me and commented; "Wow what a view!" and he slapped my ass!
This guy had balls. I liked that.
"You are really into butts", I said smilingly and he smiled and nodded.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and we started making out. It was so hot.
Somehow he could make me feel like I'm the only girl in world. I still don't know how he did it..
His other hand was holding the back of my head firmly while kissing me and other hand tightly grabbing my booty. He was moaning a little and I kept arching my back more towards his tight grip.
We went on for good 5 minutes, kissing each other on the neck, on the lips and squeezing and touching bodies.
"So, how does it make you feel to know that?" I asked him, setting it all up.
He looked surprised and asked; "To know what?"
"To know that I'm going to suck your cock right now", I answered while squeezing gently his balls through the jeans. It was hot down there and he was rock solid.
He went wild after that.
He started kissing me even more passionately and he even tried to put his hand under my skirt on my pussy, but I slapped him on his wrist. He's only going to get a blowjob for now and as for me, I'm going to have a good 30 to 45 minutes all by myself with my Satisfyer in the bed later at home thinking about his cock.
I opened his belt and unbuttoned his jeans. I shoved my hand onto his boxers. His cock was throbbing hard and the boxers were so moist already from the heat. I'm so happy that the music was loud enough because he started moaning onto my ear and I don't blame him. I squeezed and massaged his balls playfully, having total control of the situation.
I went on my knees taking his pants down at the same time, leaving his underwear on. There was a strong and musky fragrance coming out of his balls and I loved it.
I pushed my nose against his ball sack and played with them with my nose, smelling them and kissing them through his boxers. He was looking down at me and started to take eagerly off his boxers, but I slapped him again on his wrists while looking at his eyes smilingly, which made him even more frustrated.
Well that's what you get; he is going to pay for all the rushing the other men had with me before, leaving me all horny after satisfying their cocks in me, and he is going to pay everything back with his patience. I'm not letting him to fuck me and we are going to do this the way I want. Or thats what I initially thought...
