The Bar


As she walked into the bar, all eyes were on her. Her 
tight, short, black skirt, with the hem, just about 
mid-thigh, traced the form of her wanton body. And with 
each step, the slit, to the side, gave way to the 
tanned, well shaped lower limb.  

The pink blouse, tight across her breast, gave the 
invite to see, but not touch, till she was ready, and 
willing. 

Her hair pulled back, in a tight French braid, favored 
her beautiful face. With just enough make-up, to 
blossom her womanly stature. The lips, lightly painted 
with a gloss pink covering, enhancing her kissable 
lips. 

As she sat at the bar, the bartender spoke, "Hi Vicki, 
the usual?" This not her first time here, she nodded, 
an approval. 

Waiting for her drink, she scoped out the room, made 
eye contact with no one, but made a mental note of one 
man in the corner.

He, a big man, with a silver cowboy hat, cocked to one 
side ever so slightly, made a mental note himself, of 
this beautiful lady. The smile escaped his lips, before 
he could control the involuntary reaction. Dam, she was 
hot. 

Her quick mind, encased his dress of the starched 
shirt, and his jeans looked as if he had been melted 
and poured in them. His legs crossed at the knees, she 
could not help but notice his package. His cock ran 
down the left side of his tight jeans, at least five 
inches. God, she thought, if it were that big soft, how 
big would it grow?

Sam, the bartender sat her Long Island Iced Tea, on a 
coaster. As he did so, her lips parted as if to say 
something, but before she could speak, "That's mighty 
strong drink for such a beautiful lady." The stranger 
spoke with a southern draw. 

Her body trembled, her breath stopped, the crotch of 
her panty became wet with her sweet nectar. My God, she 
thought, I will have this man, before the night is 
over. "Please join me." Had she really said that? 
Everyone in this bar knew her. Knew she was married, 
had gone to school with a couple of them. She didn't 
care.

He wasted no time, as he pulled up the bar stool, 
tipped his hat to her, and again with the slow southern 
draw, "I'm Carl, and I am going to be your lover 
tonight and maybe, just maybe, for ever more."

Dam, this man was sure of himself, I like that, raced 
through her mind, as she grinned from ear to ear. He 
sat close. Her knee grazed his starched jeans, and 
stuck in place as if glued. Her eyes locked to his, the 
reflection of her wanton desire of this man, shocked 
her. Was that his, or her wanton desire to explore 
each?

"I like a man who knows what he wants, and if I have my 
way, yes, you will have me tonight, and many more, 
nights, and a few days also." Her knees parted as she 
spoke these words of her willing need. "If I may be so 
bold, you have caused my panties to become very wet. I 
do hope you like." Her eyes lowered, pulling his with 
hers. His eyes, feasted to her wet crotch, "I like, and 
please be bold anytime you want."

He grasped her hand, pulling her to her feet. Without a 
word, he led her to the door. Again all eyes, locked to 
her. Her hips swayed to the motion of bliss, knowing of 
what was about to happen. She knew, this man could and 
would put out the flames of passion, buried deep inside 
her. 

He opened the door to his pick-up, never letting go of 
her hand. Her skirt parted, as she placed her firm 
bottom to the seat. He embraced her body, with strong 
arms, pulling her close, her breast pressing his chest, 
her breath stopped, as his lips touched her moist lips. 
Her lips parted, her tongue, tasted his. As soon as the 
kiss started, it stopped, leaving her breathless. He 
walked to the driver's side, opened the door, and with 
one swift move, sat under the wheel. "Motel, or your 
house?"  

"Motel, I live to far from here, I need you now!" she 
almost screamed.

Two blocks away, that seemed like two hundred miles for 
her, he stopped the engine. He swung the door open, and 
in a flash, he was opening the door for her. Again he 
grasped his big hand in hers, and led her to the motel 
door. The key went to the lock, the door opened. In the 
corner, a small lamp guided them to the center of the 
small room. She wrapped her arms around him, this time 
she pulled him to her. 

Their lips locked, her passion poured from her. His 
hands went to work on her blouse. The black lace bra, 
came into sight. The hard nipples, begging for freedom, 
pushing against the fabric. She reached for the clasp, 
freeing her breast. Her hands came to the back of his 
head, guiding his hot mouth to her left nipple. His 
tongue teased and tasted her willing flesh. 

Her breath again stopped, her scream of "Harder, suck 
harder!" filled the room with passion. Her hands went 
to his belt buckle, released it, and shacking, snaked 
her hand to his hard cock. The pre-cum, on the head 
told of his desire of her. Her pussy, already drenched 
with her nectar, flamed hotter liquid, into her 
panties. 

She walked him to the edge of the bed, pushed him down. 
Sitting him to the level of her crotch. He wasted no 
time in pushing her skirt above her hips.  Her panties 
wet with fluid, he moved the panty to one side, covered 
her pussy with his mouth, and inhaled the aroma of her. 
His tongue pierced the swollen lips of her pussy, 
causing her to shiver. He swirled, he tasted her. Her 
clit swelled, and in less than a minute her first 
orgasm exploded. 

"OH GOD, OH GOD, more, please more," she screamed.

"FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! PLEASE FUCK ME!!"

She grabbed his cock, now rock hard, and shoved him to 
his back. She straddled him, holding his cock, looking 
deep in his eyes, "Fuck me, fuck me hard and deep. Fuck 
me, fill me with your cock. Cum in me... give me your 
baby..."

She rubbed the head in her wetness, her pussy sucking 
for the head. She placed the head to the entrance, and 
with a slow move, sank the entire shaft to a depth 
never touched by any one. She sat with the cock deep in 
her, letting her pussy get used to the size, she was 
his from now on. Her stretched pussy, would and always, 
be this man's, no others. 

Her hips rose, leaving half of this huge cock in her. 
She sat back down, enjoying the feeling of being 
filled, for the first time ever. Her hips, rose and 
fell, rose and fell. The tempo growing faster, her 
fluids pouring from her pussy, she was close. Now 
begging, "Please cum in me, make me yours, NOW, CUM in 
me, NOW!"  As she reached the never before bliss of 
what fucking should be. 

His cock head enlarged, as the veins popped on the 
sides of his enflamed fuck tool. Together, they 
exploded, he filling her with hot, almost boiling 
cream, as her pussy muscles gripping, milking, and 
sucking his hot cum deep in her willing pussy.

She fell to his body, his arms pulling her to him, she 
and he, knew there was a lot more to come, before this 
night was over.

...as she rolled to her side, his cock never left her. 
Their fluids leaked from her swollen pussy, filling the 
air of the tiny motel room with the bitter, sweet smell 
of hot pure sex. Her glazed over eyes, told volumes of 
what had just happened. She tightened her arms around 
this man from the south, pressing her hot body close. 
Her hard nipples pierced, his flesh, marking his skin 
of her desire. 

"I have waited for you all my life, were the fuck have 
you been?" she asked.

From the depth of his soul he spoke, "Looking for you."

The tears formed in the corners of her eyes, as she 
whispered, "Never leave me, I will be yours for ever." 

Their lips touched, more tender than before. The 
passion now was of love, not just hot unyielding 
fucking. Hands searched each, finding new areas of 
flesh, burning, and tempting the feel for more. 

The fingers of this man, traced her firm tight thighs, 
to the junction of her swollen pussy lips. Inserting a 
finger in the warmth of her to the first knuckle, the 
fluids covered it with the hot remains of their 
passion. His tongue, traveled slowly, tasting and 
teasing her hot body. The closer he came to her pussy, 
the harder her breathing came. 

Her hips rose, inviting his experienced tongue to 
devour her waiting pussy filled with the fluids of 
boiling cream. The point of his tongue parted her 
pussy, tasting the fluids. He drove it deep, wanting to 
capture all. The smell was intoxicating. The taste was 
sweet, and the pleasure she so deserved and needed was 
his reward.

Her hips rose to meet the phallus of his invading hot 
tongue, pulling, teasing, drinking the fluids as if his 
life substance. Her moans of pleasure sparked the 
increased speed of his taking her with his wanton 
mouth. 

"OH GOD!" she screamed, "Eat my pussy, taste our cum! 
Suck my clit, taste us!" Her hips rose greeting his 
mouth with the flooding, of her fluids. Her hands 
locked behind his head pulling him deeper into her 
pussy. "OH GOD I'm cumming! Suck my clit harder! Drink 
our cummmm..." her screams of pleasure, heard not to 
him, from the pleasure his was receiving, giving to 
her. Her legs now locked around his upper body, trying 
to push his head into her swollen pussy. "OH FUCK, I'm 
cumming, I'm cumming, OH GOD I love you..." 

His tongue drove deep into her, pulling the fluids form 
her. Her clit, stiff, from the teasing, throbbed and 
arched for more attention. As her orgasm started, the 
fluids poured into his mouth. He savored the sweet 
thick juice that she produced for his waiting taste 
buds. 

Her screams became whispers as her orgasm slowed. Her 
legs loosened from around his body. Her hands pulled 
him to her, placing her lips to his, tasting her fluids 
from his lips. 

Her moans of approval, from the taste of her nectar, 
sparked his cock to grow, and begin to leak a small 
drop of pre-cum, from the opening. She snaked her hand 
to the swelling cock, and with loving fingers, guided 
the head to the entrance of her waiting pussy. Her 
hips, rose slightly to take just the head into the 
waiting entrance. "Fuck me hard and deep. Show me how 
much you want my pussy, and my love." She whispered to 
him. 

He reached for her ankles, grasping them with strong 
hands, looked into her eyes, and with one hard stroke, 
drove his cock deep into her. She screamed, not of 
pain, but of her yielding to this man. At that moment, 
she not only gave her pussy to him, she gave her life, 
to this man of her dreams. 

He held the rock hard cock deep in her, wanting her to 
know she was his. He twitched his cock, sending shock 
waves of heated lust through her body. She moaned, her 
breath quickened, she was his. He withdrew till just 
the head was left, and with more force than the first 
deep penetration, drove deeper. Her pussy, stretched, 
and yearned for more. He withdrew, and again, the down 
stroke seemed to go deeper than before. 

Her hips began to respond. She met his strokes with 
just as much force. She felt very inch, every blood, 
popping vein of his cock. The head, with every buried 
stroke, pressed to her cervix, sending more fluids to 
wrap around his cock. The fluids of her pussy, dripped 
to the crack of ass, causing her heat to build. Their 
pace quickened, to a fevered pitch of passion. His cock 
head swelled, her pussy gripping, not letting his cock 
escape her cave of heat. 

"Cum in me... make me yours... fuck me hard..." she 
moaned.

Both were close, to the ultimate bliss of satisfaction. 
His balls started vibrating with the anticipation of 
the strongest orgasm of his life. Her eyes glazed, with 
the knowing this was her lover for life. His cum, 
started through his shaft. Her pussy gripped, and 
pulled it to her.

"NOW! NOW!" she screamed, "CUM in me NOW! Fill me with 
your cum!!"

His cock head swelled, the first projectile hit her 
cervix, as if it were a bullet. Her pussy gripped and 
milked the shaft, pulling his cum to her waiting womb. 
Her legs locked his body in place, holding him deep in 
her. The second ejaculation, stronger than the first, 
shook her body. Her tears of happiness, streamed from 
her beautiful eyes, telling him they would be one, 
forever... 

...he lightly pressed his thumb to the corner of her 
left eye, slowly the tear dripped to the surface of the 
thumb. He focused on the tear, as it lay peaceful on 
his thumb. Raised it to his lips, and very gently 
kissed it to the heart of his soul. 

"These tears you weep, I will remember always of the 
giving of your soul to me. These tears will be in my 
heart, till you ask for them back. I will carry these 
tears, in the safety of my heart, mind, body, and soul, 
till we are just a grain of dust." As he spoke these 
words, both hearts opened, reaching for the life that 
was meant to be from time beginning. 

"I give you these tears to carry for me, to keep safe 
in your heart, mind, body, and soul, until we are but a 
grain of dust. I want no other, as I have found the man 
who is not perfect in many ways, but the love we have 
will over come, both our imperfect ways." 

His arms, encircled her warm and unyielding body, 
pulling her to him. Her eyes closed, perhaps wanting to 
remember this moment in their time. Perhaps, just 
anticipating what was about to come. 

Her arms wrapped around his back, pushing his chest to 
her harden nipples. The nipples imprinting their, 
wanting in his skin. In unison, hands traveling at a 
snail's pace, searched the distance to each. Breathing 
increased, hearts skipped a beat, then raced fast. Her 
skin became warm, from the blood racing through out her 
willing and wanton body. Her pussy, quivered and gushed 
fluids, near boiling, as the lips swelled to the 
thickness of desire. 

His fingers felt the heat from her out pouring desire. 
He rose to his knees, looking at her face. The beauty 
of this lady, in her wanton need, was the most 
beautiful thing he could have ever drea

med. The heat, the fluids pouring form her sex, 
triggered his shaft to throb. This beautiful lady, 
reached with her knowing hand, grasped his cock with a 
firm and delicate touch, guiding the head to the 
entrance of her flames.  The pre-cum, on the head of 
his cock, and with the fluids form her pussy, well 
lubed the shaft of her desire. Her hips, quivered as 
she circled his cock head around her waiting pussy, 
gathering the fluids of both, preparing for the unison 
of their bodies.

As he pressed forward, her eyes locked to his. The 
unspoken words of her heart, told of this junction of 
love that was to be shared with these two beings. The 
head of his cock, sought the heat of her hot, wet, and 
tight pussy, craving the depth, it would find in a few 
strokes. 

He withdrew, and slowly with a motion that showed his 
caring for her, pierced her to the depth, both needed 
and craved. Her cervix welcomed the invading blunt head 
of his cock. Her pussy, relaxed, released fluids, and 
waited, for the journey of the release of his cream, 
splashing her depths of womanhood. 

Her breathing stopped as his cock left the confines of 
tight pussy, not wanting it to leave her. The cock 
stopped at the entrance, and then drove deep, again 
hitting her cervix. Her breathing started, in an almost 
painful breath of life. The welcomed cock head's 
flight, stopped, throbbed and then withdrew, back to 
the entrance. This time the wait shorter, for the deep 
penetration of his shaft slamming against her.

Her hips, rose to meet his decent, of the hard and 
forceful cock. The inner muscles of her pussy, began 
their flexing to bring him deeper. The tightness of her 
pussy, marked the sides of his cock, branding the shat 
of their love. The fluids, both producing, made the now 
rapid intrusions more heavenly, and wanting. Her hips, 
his thrusts, soon the birth giving fluid would unite 
them as one.

"Fuck me! Harder! Fill me... I need your love..." these 
words came with such ease, from her beautiful lips.

The words she spoke, built the flames of passion to 
another height, as his cock buried deeper and harder 
into this lady of beauty. His felt it start in his 
toes. The building of an orgasm that he has saved just 
for her. 

"FUCK ME! FILL ME!!" she was close to the explosion of 
her life.

"I need you so much... LOVE ME!!" almost begging him to 
conquer her passion, and love.

His thrust faster, deeper, and harder, this gave him 
the power to please her. His cock head swelling to the 
first stage of ejaculation, so very close, but yet so 
far away. He wanted this beautiful lady of passion, to 
tell him when she wanted to feel his hot cum, buried 
deep in her. His hands wrapped around her ankles, 
spreading her magnificent thighs, watching his cock 
bury in her pussy. As he withdrew, the fluids of  her 
pussy, coated his cock, causing it to shine. 

She rose and with eyes wide, gazed at the sight of his 
cock's traveling in and out of her well fucked pussy. 
Her hands rubbing her stiff nipples, her eyes begging 
for release. "NOW! NOW! Fill me with your hot cum. GIVE 
us a baby. Please NOW!!" she screamed.

Her pussy muscles gripped his cock tighter, milking his 
shaft, pulling the waiting cum from his balls. His cock 
head buried deep in her. The first spurt hit her 
cervix, bouncing to the head of his shaft. Her scream, 
"YES! FUCK ME! Give us a baby... cum in meeeeeeee! GOD 
I LOVE YOU Carl." Her breathing stopped, she gasped for 
air. "OH GOD! FUCK ME! SHOW ME HOW MUCH YOU LOVE ME... 
cum in meeeee..."

As the shaft splashed more cum to her, he slowed the 
pace, wanting her to feel the love pouring into her 
body from his. He would give her all, not holding any 
back. They needed, wanted and deserved this. 

He released her ankles, and fell to her body. Her arms 
pulled him tight, her mouth to his ear. "Carl, I love 
you." Words that made his body tremble, his cock throb, 
and his heart swell.