Anita's Adventures Vol I
Mike likes to think he’s married to a sweet innocent little wife. And I like to let him think that. But I had a life before I met him that wasn’t as innocent as he thinks. So before I met Mike, while I was single and ready to mingle if you catch my drift, I had a few adventures I’ve never told him about. Here’s one I’ll never forget.
I was out by myself, grabbing a beer at a little tavern in town. Now this was basically a dive bar, but they had a great selection on tap and I came for a novel craft beer offering. I sat at the bar enjoying my first beer when I noticed a guy come in. He was hot. Tall, dark and looking every inch the bad boy. He sat at the other end of the bar from me and we exchanged a few steamy glances but didn’t speak to each other.
I finished my first beer and got up to go to the restroom while the bartender poured me a second. I was just finishing up in the restroom, washing my hands when the stranger from the end of the bar walked in (I guess locks at dive bars are hit or miss). I was a bit flustered when he just walked right in and said, excuse me, I’m just finishing up. I’m pretty sure I was blushing as I said it. He was even better looking up close than he had been at a distance.
He didn’t really say much, just moved in closer and closer until our bodies were almost touching. I was shocked, nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I knew it was up to me if this was going to go any further and I thought what the hell! I had had a bit of a dry spell sexually and was horny as hell. Especially after watching him for the past 30 minutes. So I went with it. I closed the remaining small distance between us and kissed him. That’s all it took to unleash the b**st. He immediately had me pressed back against the door, crushing my willing body with his. He kissed like he meant it, opening his mouth and twisting his tongue with mine. Then gently sucking my lower lip into his mouth.
His hands were all over me. Cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples with his thumb through my shirt. They popped up like gum drops, eager for his touch. I wanted more, no. I NEEDED more and started to lift my shirt. He needed no more encouragement than that and whipped off my shirt and bra. He had my nipple in his mouth immediately. Masterfully sucking and gently biting it. Driving me wild. I had to have more!
It was his turn, I whipped off his shirt only discover a well muscled chest underneath, with a light coating of hair. I ran my hands and then my lips across his chest, stopping briefly at each of his sensitive nipples. As I did that, I was working on his belt and pants button. Always awkward to get off from my angle but he was patient with me and let go at it. The prize at the end of my struggle was freeing his huge cock from his pants. Now I’m not picky about size or shape, but this was a prize winning cock if ever there was one! At least 8 inches, straight as an arrow and as big around as my wrist. My pussy was so wet by now I had no worries about sliding that monster in me. But first, I need to taste it.
I got down on my knees right there in the dive bar bathroom and gripped the base of his hard cock on my hand, stoking it a few times, spreading the precum leaking out all over it. He groaned in pleasure. But he didn’t yet know what I was capable of. Every guy I’ve ever been with has rated my blow jobs a 10/10. So Ilicked my lips and got to work. First I licked his cock from base to tip, lapping up the precum I’d just spread all over. Enjoying the salty treat. Next I put my lips around the tip and sucked as much of that monster into my mouth as I could. Even when it hit the back of my throat I was only able to get half of it in my mouth. NICE! I was high fiving myself in my head!
I treated him to a grade A fantastic blow job for a few minutes, until he pulled away and pulled up my skirt. Luckily this was a day when the laundry wasn’t done and the panties were all dirty so I had gone without. Maybe I knew deep down this would be my lucky day!
He pushed two fingers into my dripping wet pussy, thrusting them in and out several times. It was nice, but my eye was on the prize. I pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock his cock, pulling it towards me.
Now if you’ll recall, we were standing in a seedy dive bar restroom and a standing fuck can be a little tricky. But not with this guy. He hooked my leg with his arm, lifting me and pressing me against the door, the perfect angle to slide that delicious cock right into my pussy. I moaned in pleasure. I could feel every inch slide into my tight pussy. And then do it again, and again, and again until I gasped and gushed as I came. Definitely a top 5 in my all time orgasim list. I moaned and he covered my mouth with his so the whole bar didn’t hear it!
He wasn’t done with me yet though. After I came the first time, he set me on my feet and turned me around. With my hands braced against the door, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me from behind. His rhythm was faster this time, I knew he was ready to blow his load. I was rubbing my clit as fast as he was pounding into me and whispered to him, cum in my pussy, cum deep in my pussy. And a few thrusts later he did, bringing me to my second delightful orgasm.
He pulled up his pants, got himself situated and quietly slid out the door. I put myself back together as best I could and went back to the bar. My beer I had ordered had gone warm and there was no sign of the stranger. I realized then that not only did I not know his name, but he had not said a single word the entire encounter. I almost wondered if I imagined the entire thing. But my wet dripping pussy assured me I had not.
I was out by myself, grabbing a beer at a little tavern in town. Now this was basically a dive bar, but they had a great selection on tap and I came for a novel craft beer offering. I sat at the bar enjoying my first beer when I noticed a guy come in. He was hot. Tall, dark and looking every inch the bad boy. He sat at the other end of the bar from me and we exchanged a few steamy glances but didn’t speak to each other.
I finished my first beer and got up to go to the restroom while the bartender poured me a second. I was just finishing up in the restroom, washing my hands when the stranger from the end of the bar walked in (I guess locks at dive bars are hit or miss). I was a bit flustered when he just walked right in and said, excuse me, I’m just finishing up. I’m pretty sure I was blushing as I said it. He was even better looking up close than he had been at a distance.
He didn’t really say much, just moved in closer and closer until our bodies were almost touching. I was shocked, nothing like this had ever happened to me before. I knew it was up to me if this was going to go any further and I thought what the hell! I had had a bit of a dry spell sexually and was horny as hell. Especially after watching him for the past 30 minutes. So I went with it. I closed the remaining small distance between us and kissed him. That’s all it took to unleash the b**st. He immediately had me pressed back against the door, crushing my willing body with his. He kissed like he meant it, opening his mouth and twisting his tongue with mine. Then gently sucking my lower lip into his mouth.
His hands were all over me. Cupping my breasts, teasing my nipples with his thumb through my shirt. They popped up like gum drops, eager for his touch. I wanted more, no. I NEEDED more and started to lift my shirt. He needed no more encouragement than that and whipped off my shirt and bra. He had my nipple in his mouth immediately. Masterfully sucking and gently biting it. Driving me wild. I had to have more!
It was his turn, I whipped off his shirt only discover a well muscled chest underneath, with a light coating of hair. I ran my hands and then my lips across his chest, stopping briefly at each of his sensitive nipples. As I did that, I was working on his belt and pants button. Always awkward to get off from my angle but he was patient with me and let go at it. The prize at the end of my struggle was freeing his huge cock from his pants. Now I’m not picky about size or shape, but this was a prize winning cock if ever there was one! At least 8 inches, straight as an arrow and as big around as my wrist. My pussy was so wet by now I had no worries about sliding that monster in me. But first, I need to taste it.
I got down on my knees right there in the dive bar bathroom and gripped the base of his hard cock on my hand, stoking it a few times, spreading the precum leaking out all over it. He groaned in pleasure. But he didn’t yet know what I was capable of. Every guy I’ve ever been with has rated my blow jobs a 10/10. So Ilicked my lips and got to work. First I licked his cock from base to tip, lapping up the precum I’d just spread all over. Enjoying the salty treat. Next I put my lips around the tip and sucked as much of that monster into my mouth as I could. Even when it hit the back of my throat I was only able to get half of it in my mouth. NICE! I was high fiving myself in my head!
I treated him to a grade A fantastic blow job for a few minutes, until he pulled away and pulled up my skirt. Luckily this was a day when the laundry wasn’t done and the panties were all dirty so I had gone without. Maybe I knew deep down this would be my lucky day!
He pushed two fingers into my dripping wet pussy, thrusting them in and out several times. It was nice, but my eye was on the prize. I pushed his hand away and grabbed his cock his cock, pulling it towards me.
Now if you’ll recall, we were standing in a seedy dive bar restroom and a standing fuck can be a little tricky. But not with this guy. He hooked my leg with his arm, lifting me and pressing me against the door, the perfect angle to slide that delicious cock right into my pussy. I moaned in pleasure. I could feel every inch slide into my tight pussy. And then do it again, and again, and again until I gasped and gushed as I came. Definitely a top 5 in my all time orgasim list. I moaned and he covered my mouth with his so the whole bar didn’t hear it!
He wasn’t done with me yet though. After I came the first time, he set me on my feet and turned me around. With my hands braced against the door, he grabbed my hips and thrust into me from behind. His rhythm was faster this time, I knew he was ready to blow his load. I was rubbing my clit as fast as he was pounding into me and whispered to him, cum in my pussy, cum deep in my pussy. And a few thrusts later he did, bringing me to my second delightful orgasm.
He pulled up his pants, got himself situated and quietly slid out the door. I put myself back together as best I could and went back to the bar. My beer I had ordered had gone warm and there was no sign of the stranger. I realized then that not only did I not know his name, but he had not said a single word the entire encounter. I almost wondered if I imagined the entire thing. But my wet dripping pussy assured me I had not.
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