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I’d only been in the bar for a few minutes when I saw you in the doorway. I was already squirming in my seat, all the blood in my body between my legs.

And when you walked in, an older version, but you all the same, every cell in my body lit on fire.

You sit on the barstool next to me, and position yourself so that you’re facing me, my knees trapped between your thighs.

We order 2 Hendricks and tonics and clink our glasses, my hands shaking.

“It’s so good to see you,” your eyes crinkle and it takes all my self control to not touch your face and run my thumb over your lips.

You drape your arm over the back of my bar stool, so that you’ve got me in an embrace even though we’re not touching yet at all.

We catch up and as we talk, the bar fills up. I have to lean forward to hear you, your lips by my ear, my hands sliding up your thighs.

You move your leg so that your knee is between my legs, pushing forward so close that I know you can feel the heat of me.

My skirt has inched up my thighs and as you lean in to say something in my ear, you slide your hand all the way up to my hip, hooking the side of my panties with your thumb.

My breath catches and I squeeze your knee so hard I’m sure I’ll leave a bruise.

Come upstairs, you whisper. I have something for you.

You stand and you’re so close to me I can feel how hard you are

As you grab my hands and pull me off the stool, I hurry to pull down my skirt and my heart is my throat, we’re so close together. You run your hand down my arm and grab my hand.

Come on.

Just walking to the elevator is exhilarating, my cunt is on fire.

You place your hand on my back and guide me into the elevator. Before the door even slides shut, you’re kissing me, hands on my face, pushing me into the wall. My arms circle around your waist, pulling you closer.

You grind into me before pulling back — wait, you tell me.

As the elevator car arrives on your floor and we step into the hall, you grab my hand to walk me to the hotel room. Hand on the handle, you bend down to whisper, this is just for you.

The door swings open and sitting at the foot of the bed is the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Full breasts and round hips, red hair around her shoulders.

Hi there, she smiles.

I’m not here, ladies, you tell us as you lower yourself into the chair next to the bed. I look at you surprised and overwhelmed. You wink.

Red stands up and crosses the room toward me, taking my hands. Her clothes are already off, just a pair of red lace panties. “Let’s get you caught up,” she tells me as she lifts my shirt over my head and pulls my skirt down to the floor.

She walks me to the foot of the bed and sits me down, crawling onto my lap facing me. I can feel the heat of her on my stomach and she bends down to kiss me. Her soft lips taste like mint and raspberries and I kiss her back feverishly.

She unclips my bra and squeezes my breasts, rubbing her thumbs over my nipples. “Do what I do,” she tells me, so I follow her grabbing her breasts and feeling her nipples harden under my palms. She’s rocking on my lap now, rubbing herself against me, her breathing increasing.

I want to know what she tastes like.

I turn her over so she’s laying back on the bed.

I look over at you and our eyes meet. “Tell me what to do,” I say.

“I want to watch you fuck her,” you answer. “And then I’m going to fuck you.”

I pull her panties down and over her knees. Her legs fall aside and her back arches. I begin at her neck, kissing my way down. My tongue circles her nipples as my hand finds the wet depths between her thighs. I easily slip my middle finger inside her and discover her clit with my thumb. I continue my way down her body, kissing her soft stomach and then the crease of her thighs.

“Please” she moans as my mouth finds her clit. I wrap my arms around her hips as she lifts herself to meet my mouth. I lick all the way up her slit and slowly circle her clit with my tongue.

I can tell she’s close as I slip 2 fingers inside her and press into her soft place.

She’s coming now, her hands squeezing her own breasts. I slide my fingers out and she sits up and takes my hand sucking them clean to taste herself.

I pull her to standing and she kisses me deeply. She slides her hand inside my panties, easily parting my lips to push one finger inside.

My knees buckle and she looks at you and says “She’s all ready for you.”

She quickly grabs her clothes, dresses, and slips out the door.

I’m left standing in the middle of the room, my panties soaked through, weak kneed.

I look over at you and you smile at me softly. You raise yourself out of the chair and I can see your erection desperate to be free.

“I want to taste her on you,” you say as you grab my face and kiss me. I pull your shirt over your head and unbutton your pants and grab you, hard and firm in my fist.

“Jesus,” you growl as you pull my head back. You kiss my ear and move down to my neck as I stroke you. We walk over to the bed and you push me down. You grab me behind the knees and pull me to the edge of the bed.

You drop to your knees and bury your face between my thighs.

“I need you inside me, I can’t wait.” I beg.

“Get on all fours,” you order me.

You grab my hips and pull me back and I feel you pushing inside me.

You run your hand up my back to grab my hair. You pull it as your pace increases.

“You fucking like that?” you ask.

I can barely breathe out a yes as I feel you slamming into me. You reach around and discover my clit with your other hand, circling it hard.

“Come with me,” you say.

“Come inside me,” I beg.

We crescendo together and you pull my hair hard as you come, the pain making my orgasm stronger. We collapse on the bed, tangled limbs and rapid pulses.

You kiss me softly, stroking my face. “Beautiful girl,” you whisper. “I have missed you, my beautiful girl.”

NSFW: yes

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