I cast my eye around the packed Bar as I hurriedly collect empty glasses knowing how short the bar is running of receptacles.
I am not sure why I am so surprised. It is a Saturday night for a start, the last few months takings have been steadily increasing O'Leary's has a growing reputation as a renowned weekend location alongside of being a student haunt on weekdays. With no drinks promotions or water down cocktails we can easily make nearly twice as much revenue over two nights as we do over the rest of the week combined.
It is not just about the revenue though, there is a fantastic atmosphere amongst the cavalcade of revellers. The demo-graph of which is wide ranging, something that is constantly surprising me. Tonight, a large crowd is bolstered by hangers on who have been out across most of the day following a large Rugby Match. Rugby being a sport I've truly little interest in and can't fathom the rules of to save my life. I do not care, the sport projected onto big screens brings in huge crowds of well-meaning supporters without a hint of trouble that comes with tribal, limited intelligence football fans.
As I scan the room a fair number of supporters in emerald green or white shirts still mingle with the usual eclectic Saturday crowd.
Heading to the side of the bar, I set down the gathered glasses and cannot help but let a grin pass my lips. Not least at the two girls who pass by laughing amongst themselves as they squeeze past me on route to the ladies' toilets. A tall blonde in black trousers and a sequinned silver top under a light blue denim jacket and a shorter girl with hazel colour hair girl who wears a tight fitting little black dress under a short leather jacket, her eyes momentarily meet mine and she gently smiles.
Casually I glance back over my shoulder as they pass, my focus on the backs of the shorter girls' bare legs, the hem of the dress reaching her mid-thigh stretches across her perfect petite figure as she walks away from me.
I feel a stir deep within me as I watch her soon lost into the darkness and crowds of the bar.
Something about her.
Something in me.
A need.
A desire slowly burns within me.
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"Oh my god ...Oh my god I shouldn't be doing this"
I smirk, "I won't tell him if you don't."
She bites her bottom lip gently between her teeth as she looks up at me from wide eyes, the colour of which I couldn't discern inside the Bar let alone in the relative darkness in which we find ourselves. The bangs of her straight fringe frame her petite face as I press her back against the door way on the opposite side of the alleyway to the fire exit through which I'd led her barely moments earlier.
"Tell who?" she offers, naively.
My hand reaches for the delicate gold crucifix hung around her neck, "Your God."
"It's my boyfriend that'll pass judgement."
"Your boyfriend?" I offer on a cocked head and wide grin.
"Yeah..." she looks up at me doe eyed and innocent "...he's the insecure protective type."
"I can't begin to wonder why?" I respond as my right-hand slips over left hip,
Pressing her gently up against the door, she has nowhere to move, even should she now wish to escape my attention.
She tilts her head back and I kiss along her neck and up on to her lips, hearing her groan into the kiss as I press my lips to hers viciously before she returns the kiss.
Barely an hour ago Heidi Andrews had been a stranger, she still was little more than stranger. The latest in a long line of pick-ups that the bar had offered me. She had not seemed all that drunk as we had stood there in the corner of the bar chatting but I could taste alcohol on her.
The existence of a boyfriend perhaps now explaining why she had been so keen to step from line of sight. Away from the prying eyes of her friend who had struck up conversation with a tall, muscular black guy leaving Heidi all alone.
She had been flirtatious from the outset, not overly so but incredibly tactile. She was naturally attractive, and she knew how to exude confidence but in a demure understated way. She had driven me wild within minutes. Following several drinks it had become apparent that her lack of inhibition did not correspond with her otherwise demure persona. She was captivating.
"Where's this going?" She said to me innocently but looking up with a wicked little grin.
'You're heading for a sordid little fuck in a back alley'. Had been the crass suggestion in response to her that crossed my mind.
By the look of devilry that crossed her face I knew I had to act but that at this point intent was abundantly clear, sensing she will offer very little resistance to my advance.
In the darkest recesses of my mind, I wonder what the flirtatious little brunette would be open to suggestion on. I cannot help but let my mind wander to a vision of her tied to a pillar in the cellar, bound, gagged and wide eyed in the musty darkness. Would she beg for freedom or accept incarceration.
"Where do you think this is going?"
Heidi lowered her head but kept her eye-line on me a simple submissive look that caused my already erect dick to strain against the rear of my zip fly.
I turn her, the moment is swift it catches her unawares as she gasps, stumbling in her heels, before I press her face first against the paint flaked dark grey door in the alley way.
A little groan of delight from her earned by my rough handed treatment of her svelte body.
The two of us all but lost in the shadows, visible enough were anyone to make their way along the uneven tarmac surface littered with potholes and puddles.
In the background I hear the muffled sound of loud music from the bar.
I hear her take a deep shuddering inhale of breath.
"Where is he tonight?" I drop my head over her shoulder and harshly whisper into her ear.
"Out... out with his friends." She offers hesitantly on little more than a whisper, dwelling on yet further mention of him.
"We...We're meeting up later."
"A little hook up and the end of a drunken night out?" As I speak, I place my right leg between her legs, nudging them apart, obliging she widens her stance immediately.
"Like I only have one purpose," she quietly states.
"Let's find out," my instant response as I lower my fly and release my engorged length.
Heidi's rght hand immediately reaches back, fumbling and clutching blindly until I feel her slender fingers find me, and she immediately slips her gentle grip back and forth along my length, she does not look back.
While Heidi's hand gently stimulates, I hoist the skirt of her tight little black dress roughly up around her waist. She stumbles a little as I reveal a little black thong that dissects pert pale ass cheeks.
She does not falter though, her gentle hand action does not miss a beat, her grip tightens and for a moment I accept her subtle technique.
Moments later I take her hand from around me at the same time I taking her left hand from her side. Raising both her hands simultaneously I extend them above her body, bringing them together until I press both slender wrists stretched out above her head to the dark grey door.
I hear her hitched breath, watching as her shoulders clad in the leather of her short jacket rise and fall on the those same heavy breaths.
Taking my dick in my right hand I bend my knees a little as she voluntarily parts her stance once again, sensing what is to follow.
Prising Heidi's little black thong to one side, the tightness of her dress ensures it does not fall down over her waist as I find her and press myself against the soft entrance of her labia gaining a trembling whimper from her as she begins to accept me
Guided by my hand I slowly press myself up into her unprotected willing little body.
Pressing my left forearm across her shoulders holding her face first to the door, she turns her head along her left shoulder, her body shivers slightly as I press myself against her.
"Oh Jesus" Heidi utters on a stuttering little exhale of breath as I continue to press up into the tight warmth that my dick steadily penetrates.
With my left arm slipping around her waist, I pull Heidi back against me she bends at the waist voluntarily, as she does so I let her bare her own weight as she locks out her arms and presses her palms flat to the door either side of her head, as I ease slowly into her.
At the new angle I achieve full penetration of her petite frame. My hands grip the pale smooth skin of her hips below the bunched dress.
Her body fully impaled by mine I offer Heidi a brief moment before I clench her hips tighter in the grip of my hands and commence to slowly thrust my hips, driving myself repeatedly deep into her taught young body.
In the darkness of damp alley way Heidi stifles her own mewls and wanton gasps that still manage to gently fill the air, no matter how hard she bites down on her lower lip. Heidi tries her best to silently accept the passions of the illicit hurried little fuck she receives, but with each deep thrust as I claim her body she fails.
I hear voices and footsteps from the entrance to the street, hidden by the darkness we remain out of sight of prying eyes. If we hear them then they hear her.
My hips slap against Heidi's pert exposed ass as I begin to fuck her with an abandon.
She finally breaks crying out in the dark of the alleyway, a cry that certainly betrays our presence and exposes her sordid submission as it echo's along the alley.
Her cries of pleasure pierce the air as stood on trembling legs with her upper body rigidly pressing her hips back against she is taken up against the door she obediently faces throughout.
She submits, I use her body.
Moments later Heidi Andrews is deservedly filled with a heavy tribute of my ejaculate.
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My left hand grips the royal blue arm of the single seater sofa.
My right hand grips the back of her head through hazel brown hair.
Hips pressed up from the seat of the sofa as I feel the last of my cum spray into the back of her throat.
