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As I walked into the dimly lit bar, I felt my heart begin to race with excitement. It had been a long, lonely week and the wondered of spending the night with a stranger, exploring my wildest fantasies, was almost too delicious to bear.

I scanned the room, my eyes searching for the perfect candidate. My gaze fell on a tall, dark stranger sitting alone at the bar. He had a chiseled jawline, a piercing in his ear and tattoos peeking out from under his tight black t-shirt. My heart skipped a beat as our eyes met, and I knew I had found my prey.

I sauntered over to him, hips swaying, my eyes locked on his. He looked me up and down, a smile playing on his lips. The tension between us was palpable as we both realized what was about to happen.

Without a word, he took my hand and led me to the back of the bar, where a cozy corner booth waited for us. We sat down beside each other, his arm draped around my shoulders, his hand resting on my thigh. The scent of his cologne filled my nostrils, and I felt my panties grow damp with desire.

We chatted and laughed, sipping our drinks and getting to know each other. I learned that he was a musician, a guitar player with a band on the rise. He was confident and sure of himself, and I was drawn to his charisma like a moth to a flame.

As the night wore on, the conversation grew more intimate, and our touches became more lingering. His hand moved higher on my thigh, just brushing the hem of my dress. I turned to face him, my eyes locking onto his, and leaned in to kiss him.

The kiss was electric, our lips hungry and passionate. I could taste the beer on his tongue, and I felt a thrill of excitement as his hand slipped under the fabric of my dress, tracing up my thigh to my panties. He was surprised to discover that I wasn’t wearing any.

He gasped, his eyes widening in surprise and excitement, and I smirked. I had been planning this all along, willing to shock and entice him with my audacity.

He stood up, pulling me up with him, and we stumbled towards the back of the bar. We found ourselves in a small, dimly lit room, with just a bed and a few candles burning. It was perfect.

Without a word, he pushed me back onto the bed, his lips trailing down my neck, his hands roaming over my body. He teased my nipples through my dress, then pulled them out, sucking them into his mouth and biting them lightly.

I moaned, my body arching up towards him, and he grinned wickedly. He reached down between my legs, finding my clit and rubbing it firmly. I shuddered, a wave of pleasure heating through me, and he laughed. “You’re so wet,” he said, and I blushed with embarrassment and excitement.

He pulled off his shirt, revealing his toned chest and sculpted abs. He was so sexy, I could hardly stand it. He leaned down to kiss me again, his tongue probing deep, and I felt my body vibrating with need.

I pushed him back, wanting to be in control. I pulled off my dress, tossing it apart, and straddled him. His eyes widened as he took in my naked body, and I grinned wickedly. I was gonna blow his mind.

I took off his pants, revealing his rock-hard cock, and gasped at its size. It was gigantic, with a thick head and veins bulging out along its length. I couldn’t wait to feel it inside me.

I leaned down to kiss it, taking the whole head in my mouth and sucking greedily. He moaned, his hands gripping my hair, and I bobbed up and down, taking more and more of him into my mouth.

Suddenly, he pushed my head down, forcing his cock all the way in. I gagged, my eyes watering, but he didn’t let up. “Swallow it all,” he commanded, and I obeyed, taking him fully into my throat and feeling his hot cum spilling down my throat.

He flopped back onto the bed, his breathing heavy, and I climbed on top of him. I guided his cock inside me, feeling it stretch me out as I rode him. He thrust up, meeting me stroke for stroke, and I felt a torrent of pleasure building inside me.

I screamed, my body convulsing with orgasm, and he groaned, his cock pulsing inside me. I collapsed onto his chest, spent and satisfied, and he held me close, kissing the top of my head.

We lay there, entwined, for what felt like hours, taking pleasure in each other’s bodies and the intimacy we had shared. It was a night I would never forget, a deliciously naughty bar encounter that had left me breathless and wanting more.
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