I was bored one night so I decided to take a ride to one of my favorite bars in Manhattan. It was a small bar on the upper west side. I liked this bar cause it hand 2 girls for every man. I also liked this bar cause the crowd was mixed which was really rare for a bar on the upper west side of Manhattan. The bar was right off the west side highway, which was perfect. It was a 20-minute ride from my front door to the bar. I had been working really hard for the past two months. June and July are the two busiest months for me. I have to work 6 days a week and be on call for Sunday in case of an emergency.
I had been dating this really nice black girl named Gloria about a month before my busy season started. She broke up with me cause she claimed I didn't seem to have any time for her. She was a selfish bitch. The only thing she wanted to do was go out and fucking party all the time and spend my fucking money. Where the fuck did she think the money came from. Some fucking women think money grows on trees. The thing was, this wasn't the first time this has happened to me. I was tired of meeting women who just wanted to fuck around and play games and spend my money. I guess it was my fault. These are just the type of women you meet in bars. But it seems like I never learned my lesson, because here I was on another mission to another bar.
When I got to the bar, it was packed. They were having some kind of college party there. The place was packed with women. There was nothing but young white college girls wondering around the place. Some of the girls didn't even look like they were of legal age. It was very warm that evening. And these girls dressed for the occasion. Hot pants, mini skirts, and belly shirts, filled the room. As soon as I walk in there I could feel my black cock stirring in my pants. These little white girls looked good. They where dancing and drinking like crazy. I went to the bar and sat as quick as possible. My cock was starting to grow and I didn't want to look like I was some horny old man salivating over these little white girls, even though in my mind I am fucking them. It had been so long since I sunk my cock into some pussy and even longer since I sunk it in some white pussy.
I was there about 15 minutes when this pretty white girl came next to me at the bar to order a drink. She smiled at me and I smiled back at her. She looked so young I thought for sure the bartender was going to card her. She ordered a long island ice tea and the bartender turned around and went to make it. She didn't look like she was 21 at all. One look into her eyes and you just knew that she must have snuck past the bouncer at the door. She had on one of those tight belly shirts and a tight pair of jean shorts. I turned side ways toward her from my barstool. Her t-shirt only went half way down her back. The first thing I noticed was her tattoo. Then the next thing I noticed was her ass. This little white girl was packing a thick little ass. She looked over at me. I didn't want her to think I was staring at her ass so I said,
"That's a nice tattoo...did it hurt."
She turned around and said, "No not really...after about the first ten minutes, you just get used to it," she said in a very high voice.
The bartender brought her drink. She smiled and said, "Take it easy," and left. I watched her walk back to the other side of the bar toward a group of white boys. When she walked away it seemed like she knew I would be watching her cause she turned around, looked back at me and smiled. Now while walking away I noticed a little extra swivel in her hips. I just smiled and started to laugh.
I ordered me another drink to take this hot little piece of ass off my mind. About 20 minutes later she came back to the bar and stood next to me again. She still had that pretty little smile on her face. She ordered another long island ice tea. I guess the alcohol was starting to take affect cause she lost her balance and almost fell on my lap.
"Ooppss...I'm so sorry," She said giggling with a little slur in her voice."
"That's ok baby...don't worry about it." I said calmly.
Her hand landed right on my thigh. Her soft little white hand was only inches away from cock. That was the first time I was touched by a woman in months. I couldn't believe how an accidental touch could get me so excited. This girl was really cute. I just had to say something. I didn't think I had a chance with her. She didn't look like the type of girl that would give a broth'a some play. I thought I had nothing to lose. She ordered her drink then I said.
"Those long island ice tea's are strong girl... you better be careful."
"Ohh... I can handle them...they taste so good."
"Yeah they taste good...but they tend to sneak up on ya." I said smiling.
(For those of you who don't live in NY. A long island ice contains about 1 shot of each of the following- vodka-rum-gin-tequila-triple sec-and a splash of soda served in a tall glass- its like 4 shots in one glass.)
We started talking at the bar. She told me her name was Ashley. And that she lived in Westchester. I told her my name was Jason and that I also lived in Westchester. The bartender came back with her drink. She went to get her money out of her jeans. She looked so funny trying to dig her money out of her pants. I just started laughing and paid the bartender myself.
"This ones on me baby." I said while laughing.
"Thank you...that's very nice of you." she said.
This girl was already toast. I knew the last thing she needed was another drink. But I didn't care she was cute and she was standing next to me. I thought she would bail out and go back over to the white boys. She grabbed her drink off the bar and turned toward me. We started talking about all kind of things. She was really cool. We talked about the bar, the people in the bar and different bars around the city. The longer she stood there the harder my cock got. Ashley told me that she was a junior in college. I couldn't believe that she was a junior. When I tell you she looked young it was an understatement. The more she talked the younger she started looking and sounding.
I'm not a big drinker maybe one or two beers and I'm cool. I used to do that drinking thing when I was younger. I just got tired of going home and getting sick. So I just sipped my beer and watch this little white girl down her drink. We talked about relationships and all that crap. I asked her if she ever dated a black guy. She told me that she never did. She admitted that she was too afraid to, cause of her parents. She said her parents were racist. We both started to laugh. I fucked plenty of white girls when I was younger, and I know that the one thing white fathers have nightmares about is a big black man pounding on there daughters pussies. I then said.
"I guess I won't be getting invited to dinner any time soon."
Ashley started laughing, and then she looked at me and said in her high-pitched voice
"Well...there in Europe right now... you could come over and they would never know"
