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Whew, the week is done, time to go out and get loose. Being fairly new in town, I don’t know many folks so I thought I’d just go out. I got a bite to eat at my apartment and climbed into my trusty 510 sedan and set out to blow off steam.
The bar I went to was in a strip mall. Down a flight of stairs into smokey, dark noisey place. The music was pouring up the stairs at a throbbing beat. Late ’70’s and early ’80s rock, Police, Skynard, Cars that sort of thing. Loud danceable stuff. I shuffled down the stairs and saw a row of stools outside of the main floor, looked like kind of a staging area. 4 stools and a rectangular opening that gave one a view of the inside of the bar. The smell of smoke, perfume and liquor permeated the air. The band was close to the end of their first set.
I pulled up a seat at the end of the row, and peered into the main floor. It was dimly lit and the corners were almost black. Being that it was Friday, the interior was crowded with people – guys and gals – seated around the tables. Conversations were buzzing under the blasting music.
I ordered a beer and began to look around and see if there was anyone I knew, or might want to get to know.
After a few songs a woman her late 30’s approached me and asked me if I would dance with her.
“Sure” I replied.
We danced a few songs and chatted a bit.
“I’m just here to dance some dances and have a few drinks,” she said, ” I’m not interested in anything else. ”
” That’s OK, I can live with that,” I replied, ” I’m new in town so I’m just here to see what’s going on.”
She was about 5’5″ tall, red haired with a perm, blue eyes and looked cute. She wore a black form fitting sweater that accentuated her bust and blue jeans in the style of the time. She cut me loose after a few songs and I went back to my beer and bar stool. I danced and chatted with a few more ladies. and had a few more beers.
The red head had comeback.
“You seemed like a nice young man, could you help me out?”
Being 19 or so and very green, I said ” Sure, what you need?”
“I’ve been dancing with this guy over there and he’s kinda creepy. Can you dance with me for a while, maybe until he leaves?”
” OK ” She was a cute older woman, why not.
A slow song was next, she took my hand and led me to the dance floor. It was crowded, hot and sweaty. You could feel the perspiration and smell the sweat and perfume as the bodies pressed together. We found a place and began a slow dance. She pressed her bosom into my body and laid her head on my shoulder. I put my arms around her and we began a slow shuffle step dance. I move my hands to her back and held her close. She look up at me and smiled.
She mouthed “Thank you”
I mouthed ankara escort ” Your welcome”
She moved my hand to her bum, and I rested it there and near the end of the song I gave it a light squeeze. She looked up at me and gave me a quick kiss. Which really surprised me. A second slow song began and she did not let go.
By now I was beginning to react to her body pressed against mine. She looked me in the eyes and ground her hips against mine. Being still new at this game I tried to respond in kind, but I may have over done it. She giggled at me and when the song was over took my hand and led me out of the bar, up the stairs and into the parking lot.
We talked a bit out there, we necked a bit out there, she really knew how to suck face. She had soft lips and her tongue seemed to be everywhere on my teeth, dancing with my tongue, she just seemed to want it badly. I would have never guessed it early on.
“I thought you were here for a few drinks and some dancing only,” I asked.
She put her finger on my lips.
“I changed my mind,” she whispered.
“Come with me?” she asked.
She led me to her car, an older Datsun 240 Z. I sat down in the passenger seat and she got in on the driver side. She pulled out of the parking lot and began to drive down the TV Hi-Way. Presently we pulled onto a side street, she reached over to me and began fumbling with my pants.
“Can I help you?” I asked, unbuckling my belt and letting my zipper down so she could reach my hardening cock.
She began playing with my balls and rubbing my stiffening dick. We came to a stop sign. She came to a full and complete stop. looked over at me and bent down to suck my cock briefly, teasing me with her tongue. I slid down the seat to give her better access, and reached across to fondle her breasts. She moved my hand down to her crotch, when I found her jeans open and I could touch her pubic hair but could not quite reach her pussy.
She pulled away rom the stop sign, whipped into a driveway and killed the engine. She got out and beckoned me to follow her into the house. Which I did.
By the time we reached the bedroom we were completely naked. She pushed me down on the bed and took my hardness in her mouth and proceeded to suck and tongue and tease me to the edge. Her tongue was like magic it seemed to be everywhere, on my cock slithering around my balls, she just seemed to want to devour me. It did not take her long to get me to blow my cum. She took it all and swallowed every drop.
She continued to suck and lick me until she ahd completely cleaned my tool of every drop of cum. She then positioned herself on me and asked if I would like to eat her. Damn she was up front.
“I’ve never done that before, so you have to guide me.”
She ankara escort bayan smiled “I’ll be happy to show you.”
With that she rolled around on the bed so that she was on her back. She spread legs and invited me to begin.
I was a little unsure of what to do, so I started to kiss her thighs and nibble on her skin. She placed her hands on my head and slowly guided me to her bush and pussy. At first I was a bit put off, and i think it showed, as she paused, but I grew swiftly accustomed to her. I ran my tongue up and down her lips, which elicited a shiver from her. She moaned softly and pressed my head closer. I sneaked a peek up at her face and she as watching me intently, to see what I would do next. She reached down and spread herself for me, and touched her clit.
“Wait to lick this until I’m close… but go ahead and explore me as much as you want, I’ll tell you what I like”
“mmm” I began to taste her. She tasted of salt, feminine wiles and musky with desire and as such she aroused me. I slid my tongue into her exploring her depths. She thrust her hips up at me and I pressed closer I slid my hands under her ass as this seemed to be the right thing to do. The taste of a woman is a unique thing, each one is different and each one is her own separate essence. No woman is the same. And for that I will be forever grateful.
“oh yesss, that feels good…”
“mmm come back, no there, yess right there ohhhh yesss…”
She seemed to melt slightly and I lightly tongued her clit. She flinched.
“No,” she breathed, ” not yet”
I went back to teasing around her clit. and probing inside of her.
“Like that, mmmmm yes just like that..”
I reached up and caressed her left breast, and toyed with her nipple. Her hand covered mine and held it there, guiding it to places she wanted me to touch. Her belly, her thighs, her ass, she had me cup her ass with my hands.
“now” she whispered, ” lick it “
She moaned and thrust up. I teased her slightly.
“mmmm, please lick it gently softlllyy..” she trailed off.
“noooo not there, yesssss there right there….”
” OH GOD YES……”
Her whole body seemed to convulse and twitch spasmodically, She cried out as if in pain and I stopped, for fear was I hurting her?
“PLEASE DON’T STOP” she whispered insistently….
I went back to teasing her clit and she seemed to reach a point of no return. Her legs squeezed my head and I was trapped in her thighs. She seemed to slowly subside. I caressed her clit and she whimpered softly.
” ohh, mmm that was nice, you did that nicely, mmmm, thank you so much..”
She sat up and took my face in her hands and kissed me deeply, and then slowly kissed her way around my face, tasting herself on my lips and beard.
She escort ankara slowly ran her hand down my body, eventually reaching my reviving manhood.
” Oh I like this, you’re almost ready for me again. I want you inside me.”
She laid me back and straddled me and slowly slid herself down my shaft. She was wet, hot and tight. She felt like nothing I’d ever had before. Once she had me in her she began sliding up and down the length of me. Her breasts bobbled back and forth over me, I reached up and caressed them playing with her nipples and the underside of them.
She ground her pussy on me with and intensity and passion I’d never felt. She was a woman in need of a good fuck. And I was determined to give her one. Reversing positions I got on top for a go at the old missionary position, having her under me was very arousing as she began to loose her self in the moment, I put her legs over my shoulders and began slapping my pelvis against her thighs.
“mmmm…. yesss, god please fuck me…”
She began to play with her breasts, kneading them hard and aggressively, leaving red marks on her skin. I could feel her pussy begin to clench and release wanting to milk me of cum. I slowed down a little to last longer.
“cum for me..,” she asked, ” please cum for me”
That began to push me closer to the edge. I began to thrust harder and deeper, as she had given me permission to release.
I began to cum spurts of goo inside of her. I groaned deeply as I could feel it down to the bottom of my feet. As I began to spend myself out and subside, I began to giggle and laugh uncontrollably. I could not control. myself – it just felt so damn good. She was a bit shocked by this – one does not laugh at critical moments during sex. It’s just not done.
“I don’t understand, I’ve never done this before, but it just feels so wonderful, it’s pure joy that makes me do this.”
We cuddled and chatted for a long time afterward, then she seemed to realize something.
“you really need to get dressed and I need to take you back.”
“My son will be home soon and I don’t want to embarrass him or you”
“yes” she smiled.
I found my my clothes scattered around the house. And got dressed. She put on a flowing dress and we went out to her car and began the drive back. We touched and played with each other along the way, I’m surprised we did not have a wreck. She pulled into the lot and it appeared mine was the only car left. She pulled up next to it and we kissed and fondled each other one last time. She smiled wryly. I wanted to ask if I would see her again.
She gently put her hand on my mouth and closed her eyes – a question best not asked.
I got out and began to walk behind her car and she slowly drove off into to the early morning darkness.
I never saw her again.
She taught me how to please and how to true lose myself in a woman’s arms.
For that I will be forever in her debt.
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