It’s the biggest bar night of the year, the night before Thanksgiving, and O’Malley’s is packed to the brim with patrons. I glance over my shoulder at my friends, silently pleading with them to leave and go somewhere less rambunctious. Instead, they usher me forward.
The bouncer checks our IDs and allows us entry. It’s almost shoulder to shoulder it’s so crowded. The introvert inside me is absolutely screaming right now.
I grab a drink, a little liquid confidence from the bar and hide out in the dimly lit corner, watching as my friends weave throughout the dance floor. “Bitches.” I mutter while smiling to myself.
“What did you call me?” Asks the guy beside me, a smirk playing at his lips.
“Not you, my friends.” I shout over the music and chatter.
“Yeah I got wrangled into coming out tonight too.” He plays with the sleeves of his sweater and throws back a sip of his beer. “I’m Adam by the way.”
I glance at him out of the corner of my eye. “Sabrina.” I say with a quick nod. I give him a once over and internally shudder. He’s handsome in a tall, dark, and brooding sort of way, with glasses hanging askew on his nose. Just my type.
“Well Sabrina. I take it you don’t want to be here either.”
I take a long sip from my straw, hating the way the liquor tastes on my tongue. “Why do you assume that?”
“Because you’re standing alone in a corner while your friends parade on by, like me. Someone who also doesn’t want to be here.”
“Where would you rather be?” I ask him, my curiosity getting the better of me.
“Well normally I’d say home, but home is far away from here.”
I nod, sharing in his pain. “Visiting family for the holidays?”
He sighs. “Unfortunately.”
I sigh along with him. “Me too. I’ve been home for 8 hours and I’m already ready to leave. My mom’s driving me crazy.”
Chuckling, he says, “Gotta love Thanksgiving.”
“It’s my least favorite holiday.” I tell him as I finish off my drink. As soon as he sees my empty glass he offers to get me another. I walk up to the bustling bar with him, our shoulders brushing among the crowd. It takes forever to get service so we order doubles to hold us over for the time being.
“So what’s worse? Being here or being with your family?” He asks me once we’re back in our corner unbothered.
“Both?” I say it like a question. “I hate crowds and this time of year my mother is always insufferable.”
“Can’t be worse than my family. Staying in my old bedroom is bringing back far too many memories.”
I nod along with him. “Same. I should’ve stayed in a hotel.”
He sidles in beside me. “Still can you know. There’s one right down the street.”
I look at him while swaying on my feet. I had never been much of a drinker. “That’s rather audacious of you.”
“I said nothing. Now look who’s making assumptions.” He says with a coy smile as he finishes his drink. “Come on. Dance with me.”
I throw back the rest of my drink and take his hand, allowing him to lead me off to the side of the dance floor. My friends are grinning at me from the center but I ignore them. It’s just dancing after all.
He stands behind me with his hands on my hips, swaying my body back and forth in tune with the song that’s playing. On my neck I can feel his hot breath overwhelming my senses. Within seconds he’s hard, grinding against my ass with more fervor than he originally started with. I push back into him, intoxicated by the way his hands feel on my body.
His thumbs sneak beneath the waistband of my jean skirt but I don’t mind. His body feels like I’m playing with fire and I like it more than I’d care to admit.
We dance together for a few songs while Adam gets progressively more handsy with me. Once we’re back in our corner he presses me against the wall and drags his lips along my jaw. “Is this okay?” He asks, breathily.
“Amazing.” I respond while tilting my head for him. He slides his tongue down the length of my neck and I sigh into his body.
“I want you.” He whispers, his voice like honey in my ear. My pulse races when he reaches behind me and lifts me up under my thighs. My back bumps along the wall while he holds me there with my legs wrapped around his waist.
“I’d fuck you right here if you’d let me.”
I glance around the room, my body buzzing from his touch. No one’s paying any attention to us, tucked away in the corner like we are. “Do it.” I dare him, gazing into his dark eyes with desire. “Push my skirt back and fuck me.”
He unzips himself and pulls out his cock, letting it rest against my thigh while he gets situated. I ogle at his size and smile wide. I feel him lift my skirt above my ass while he brushes himself along my damp slit. Carefully, he lines himself up and slowly lowers me onto his cock. I moan just loud enough for him to hear me as he stretches my pussy out. He makes me feel so full it nearly blows my mind.
I clasp onto his shoulders and dig my nails into his skin through his sweater. He holds me close, pinning me to the wall as he takes turns slowly thrusting into me.
“Holy fuckk!” I cry out at a particularly deep thrust. He’s so big I can feel him in the pit of my belly.
“How fucking tight are you?” He groans while gritting his teeth.
A girl walks by on her way to the restroom so I grab his face and kiss him hard to shut him up. “We can’t get caught.” I whisper against his lips as my eyes roll back in my head. He feels like heaven and earth converging into one otherworldly paradise.
”Ohmygodddd.” I purr into his ear.
“I. Need. More.” He growls between thrusts, biting down on my collarbone roughly. Increasing the speed of his hips he bucks up into me faster and harder than he had been before.
I yank on his hair and moan into his ear, “You fuck me soooo good.” I open my eyes and do a quick scan of the bar. Not a single person is paying attention to us. Beautiful.
I capture him by the lips and kiss him deeply with my hands on either side of his face. He groans into the kiss and holds me tighter, fucks me deeper than before. He feels so good I’m practically careening into his body. “I’m almost there.” I whisper into his ear while kissing his cheek. Reaching between our bodies I fumble with my clit as I roll it between my finger and thumb over and over until I’m moaning into his mouth. “Ohhh fuckkk!” I cry out while my cunt squeezes his cock for dear life. I fall lifeless against his shoulders, completely spent.
“Fuck, can I cum inside?” He asks and I nod. He slams into me a few more times until his hips are stalling with the tip of his cock buried in me. “Ohhh yesss, baby.” He grunts, filling me with his load.
“Uhhh, Sabrina?” My friend Chloe says, pulling me back to reality. Adam’s still inside me.
Chloe gives us both a once over and giggles. “Don’t worry I won’t tell anyone.” Adam and I both release a gracious sigh as he pulls out and drops me to the ground.
He tucks himself away and kisses me swiftly on the forehead. “That was easily the most fun I’ve had in a bar, ever.” He tells me softly.
“Same here.” I admit, my cheeks pink. We kiss again and exchange numbers, with the promise to meet up again before the weekend is over.
Chloe tugs on my hand and pulls me away from him. “You little slut! What was that like?”
“Life changing.” I say, glancing back in Adam’s direction and waving goodbye.
I could still feel his cum dripping down my inner thigh. What a night.
submitted by /u/swiftmotives
[link] [comments]
Leave a Reply