Dwight had been watching me from behind the bar all evening. I marveled at the way he could effortlessly make drinks while remaining laser-focused on my body. Of course, the outfit I'd chosen was meant to draw his attention. Although it was far from practical, I'd worn a dangerously short skirt to work. Even more impractical was my decision to forgo panties. But Dwight and I had fucked for the first time a few days ago, a...

Remembering the night at the bar. Just the bartender and me. Her snug top and tight jeans, me watching as she put on her little show. Bending over showing her ass. Loading the cooler in front of me, her tits ‘accidentally’ revealed. My hand slipping my zipper down and pulling out my hard cock, as we chatted! My slow sensuous strokes, only the bar between us hiding what was happening! Then my release, my explosion, and the...

Kent watched while his wife, Libby, slept. She was a fiery-haired beauty with the face of an angel and the sex drive of a demon possessed. He considered himself a fortunate man as Libby had not only embraced the Hotwife life but had been amenable to his kicking things up a few notches with threesomes and gangbangs. But he found himself craving what he considered a more typical Hotwife scenario. The kind where the couple g...

Katie looked around the bar, tapping her fingers against the table as she waited patiently for her boyfriend. Today was a big announcement and she was eager to know what it was. Maybe, tonight is the night he'll finally propose. She had been dreaming of this day two years into their relationship, but he always had an excuse, but now, he seemed finally ready and she was excited. "Can I get you anything more?" the waiter as...

Ever since I saw you I knew I needed to have you. There’s only one problem, my boyfriend specifically said no. It all started when I walked into your job for the first time. Although I didn’t have any drinks in me yet, I spotted you from across the bar. Standing tall at six-two, about two--undred sixty pounds, you were exactly what I liked and then some. I told my boyfriend that I would fuck you if I got the chance and he...

As I drove in to work for my shift as the bartender in one of the smaller pubs in town, I found my mind wandering towards my current dry spell. I had been single for a number of months at this stage and had no real sexual release. It was part of the reason I jumped so readily for the job as bartender, I figured that I would meet people and inevitably find someone to break the drought with. I parked my car a block away fro...

Amanda pulled her pale yellow cami over her 34C tits and matching lacy bra. She combined that with a spring skirt and checked herself out in the mirror. By anyone’s standards, she was hot. Long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, big lips, perfect tits and ass, and long shapely legs. Wednesday nights working at the bar were pretty hit-or-miss. Some nights were good and some were really slow. She hoped that she would have a lit...

I was at that age where friends started getting married. It's only natural and normal for twenty-somethings to get hitched with their high school or college sweetheart. For me, this was a foreign concept. No high school sweetheart, too many college sweethearts and the whole "settling down" thing, to me, was overrated.My good friend was getting married so I rolled to it riding solo. It was a beautiful ceremony. We drove th...

Was I paying way too much for a law school no one had ever heard of? Sure, but it had it’s benefits too. Probably the reason it cost so much was the location - a brand new building in downtown San Diego. It was walking, even stumbling, distance to any number of fantastic bars. Tonight though, I wasn’t looking for fancy or upscale. It was the end of finals and I could think of nothing I wanted to do more than end weeks of...

Dear Diary, It feels like it has been ages since I last sat down and wrote. There is something so freeing about stream of consciousness. I find it difficult to get out of my own head though. Every time I get into a groove, thoughts of him creep back into my mind. I have to get him out of my system. I honestly don’t know if that is even possible, but I have to try. What am I going to do? Sometimes I long for those close fr...

"Oh god...yes...oh yes baby." The guy moans as I work my tongue around his shaft; my mouth sucking on his lovely head long and hard. My small hands knead his balls as my mouth and tongue work his dick. I work faster, wanting him to shoot his cum into my mouth and just when I feel him tense up and groan, I grab a shot glass that has amaretto liqueur in it already. As he cums into my mouth, I hold back from swallowing it; e...