the bartender (unfinished) circa 2007 SeXStoRY

It’s after 2am when you walk in, expecting to find your girl finishing up closing the bar. To your surprise, she’s already gone and the new guy is finishing up. “Hey there Sexy” he says to you with a smile “Samantha already left, she wasn’t feeling well, but she said you’d be coming by and to give you this…” he slides you an envelope containing a note and the 50 bucks Sam owes you. “Can I get you a drink?”, he says as you take out the note. “Sex on the beach” you respond as you remove your coat and sit at the bar. “WOW” he remarks as he gives you your drink “that’s quite a fetching dress you’re wearing”. You hardly notice his come on as you delve deeper into the note. “Oh, yeah, thanks” you remark in passing. As you sip your drink and read on, he goes back to cleaning up. Glasses clank and kegs bang on the floor in the background. As you finish your note, you notice your glass has become full again. When did he do that? You wonder. As you raise the glass in an imaginary toast, you feel warm breath on the back of your neck. Suddenly, hands are on your hips and lips are gently pressed into the back of your neck. “That scent is divine, what is it?” he whispers as he continues to devour your neck. “Obsession” you moan as you try to decide if you want to protest his advances. He spins you in your barstool and you can see he’s gotten his shirt wet. He draws you in close for a passionate kiss, but he leans over and bites your earlobe and purrs in your ear first. “I like it” he whispers before pressing his lips to yours. He slips his hands up your thighs and you feel one finger gently slide over your lips. His lips are working down your neckline, his hands moving up and down your thighs, fingers brushing your dampening pussy. He slide his hands under your ass and lifts you onto the bar, pushing your skirt back far enough to expose your soaking peach. He pushes your thighs apart, and licks your left thigh from kneecap to panty line, flipping and swirling his tongue to the same pattern his right hand is massaging your breasts. He nibbles at your lips, nudging your clit with his nose. Suddenly he slips his tongue inside you. “Mmmm” he moans as he buries his face in your sweet seduction. His moustache bristles your freshly shaved pelvis, the hairs tickling your lips as he continues to flip his tongue over and around your clit. Faster and faster he works, slurping and sucking your juices as you continue to cum on his face. His fingers squeeze your nipple as he sucks your clit deep into his mouth. The warmth of his breath, the wet of his mouth and the pressure on your nipple make you shudder as you orgasm hard. He stands and steps back, wiping your glistening cum from his goatee. Without a word, he slides you off the bar and pushes you face down into a booth. Your wet ass hangin in the cool air, you start to come to your senses. Just then, you feel his cock slide deep inside you.