Damn, I had to get ready for work. I took a look at my swollen eyes in the mirror. Crying was a bitch on my face and I had been crying off and on since last night when Mike had stormed out. We had been dating for the last six months and even though I was upfront with him from the beginning, I guess he just couldn't handle the pressure any longer. When we first started dating he told me that sex wasn't important to him. That he liked me and wanted to know me better.
It was important to me,
to wait to have sex until I was married. I knew it was old fashioned
and I was the only one of my friends at the age of 20 who was still a
virgin. It wasn't because premarital sex was a sin. I wasn't the
religious type. It's just that I wanted my wedding night to be
special. I wanted to give my husband....the man I was going to spend
the rest of my life with...a special gift that no other man would get
from me, the gift of my cherry.
Things had gotten pretty hot
between Mike and I after our date, last
night. We had come back to my apartment and made out on the couch. My
legs draped over his as we kissed passionately, our tongues eager and
searching. My hands were tangled in his thick soft brown hair as I
pulled him closer to me. He had one arm around my waist, holding me,
while his other hand reached under my blouse and expertly unclasp my
bra. He softly kneaded my tit, rolling my nipple between his fingers. He was making me so hot. I
stopped kissing him to remove my blouse and bra. His mouth moved down
to my tit to take a nipple in between his teeth, and his hand moved down
between my legs, rubbing the crotch of my jeans. I moaned softly and
pressed my crotch harder into his hand. His hand moved up to the button
of my jeans. And as much as I wanted to be with him, to cool the fire building in my body, my hand automatically pushed it away. I never took my
pants off for a guy, not even Mike. It wasn't necessarily because I
didn't trust him to stop before it went all the way, but because I
wasn't so sure I could trust myself.
"Come on, baby," he said to
me, still kissing and licking my nipple in between words. "I can make
you feel so fucking good." I had no doubt that he could, if I let him. The sensations he was creating in my body were sweet agony. Again his hand grabbed me by the crotch. My
panties were soaking wet and my pussy was aching. I pushed my pelvis
forward again hard into his hand, gyrating my hips to add pleasure to
the pressure his fingers were giving my pussy through my jeans. His
hand moved to unfasten my jeans again. This time I got mad.
on, baby," he whispered. "Don't be such a fucking little tease. You
fucking want it too." He grabbed me by my jeans, this time getting the
button unfastened. I knew in part that he was right, I was full of desire for him, but I
hadn't waited all this time and pushed all those boys away before to
give it up now. I would have happily and eagerly given him a blow job to help ease his
sexual tension but his insistence was starting to
turn me off, and I put my blouse back on.
"You wanna be a prissy
little bitch, suit yourself! I'm out of here!" He yelled in
frustration. And with those words had
stomped out and slammed the door. I was left standing in my living
room, shocked, hurt and confused. I cried myself to sleep and when I
woke up and remembered the night before, I started crying again. I was
crazy about Mike. It hurt to think I might not see him again.
But now I had to think about work tonight and get my shit together. I splashed cold water on my face and
it helped somewhat with the swelling. I had some Visine in the medicine
cabinet, so I shot a couple of drops into each eye and started on my
makeup. When I was done, I took another close look in the mirror and
decided someone would have to look pretty close to tell that something was
I was working the 6pm-2am shift and had actually been looking forward to being at work tonight. There was a
live band playing. I liked working when we had live bands in. I was able to see the band for free and
we were always busy when there was a band, so my shift always went quickly and I made great tips. I had
been especially looking forward to to seeing this band. When the bar
booked them a month ago, I looked up their music online. They fucking rocked. I liked them a lot. Now I was wondering if it would
be enough to take my mind off the situation with Mike.
I headed out
the door and made it to work, just as the band was finishing their sound
check They seemed to be satisfied with how they were sounding
and were getting ready to take off. They wouldn't be back on stage
until 9 pm, so there wasn't much sense hanging around for that long.
The drummer held back though, telling the other guys he would catch up
to them. He wanted to get a bite to eat. He asked Gerry at the bar for
a menu and took it back to one of the tables.
He was good
looking. I couldn't help checking him out. His light blue t-shirt was clinging slightly to him and I
could tell he had a muscular chest and arms. His faded jeans rested on
his hips and I checked out his ass. I was somewhat
surprised by my body's
reaction to him.My temperature rose, bringing a flush to my cheeks and I felt a moistness between my legs.
I approached his table and asked him if I could
get him a drink. "Just a
coke, thanks" he said looking up at me. I could see the attraction was mutual by the way his eyes moved over me before settling on my own. I felt his eyes watching me walk away and I was again aware of the rise of my body temperature. I brought him his coke and took
his order. When I returned with his loaded burger and fries he asked
if I could sit and keep him company for a bit. "I hate eating alone,"
he smiled, whispering, as if it were a secret. He had a nice smile
We were slow, nobody
else was here yet...too early, so I didn't see any harm. We made small
talk for a while and he asked if I was going to come to the show
yeah, I'll be here," I replied, "I'm working the bar tonight. Speaking
of which I better get back. It was nice chatting with
you." I stood up to get back to work. He smiled at me again
and I felt an unusually strong pull of sexual attraction again. He finished his
meal, and left to catch up with the rest of the band at the hotel. When
I cleared the table I noticed he left me a very generous tip. In
waitress translation that usually meant a guy was interested. Again I
was surprised at what affect that knowledge had on my body. God give me strength, I wanted him.
Trish and Steph were just
coming in for their shift. They would be here until 3, cleaning and
locking up. They were talking about Trish's date the night before.
he fucked me in the ass, and I couldn't believe how incredible it
felt," Trish was telling Steph excitedly. I froze. This time the moistness between my legs was a gush, making my cotton bikini panties wet. Steph was laughing. She replied, "So you just
bent over and took it like a man, did you?" Trish told her to fuck off
but she was laughing too.
"Uh, Trish, can I talk to you for a second?" I asked Trish, pulling her aside.
"Sure. What's up?"
"Can you tell me a little more about this ass fucking?"
By nine the
bar was packed. Like I said, it always was when we had live music. The band was in
what we called "The Green Room". It was actually the staff room, where
we could take our breaks without being interrupted by thirsty patrons. Whenever we had a band in, they got the room before
and after their show. The staff would take
their breaks while the band played to give them their privacy.
loaded a tray with beers from the owner and was about to take them into
the Green Room. "Here Ger, I can do that," I offered. We split our
tips in the bar and Gerry recognized that I could probably procure a
bigger tip from a rock band than he could, so he handed the tray over.
The truth of the matter was I just wanted to see him
again. I hadn't been able to shake the memory of his smile and how it made me feel. I wanted to feel it again. "Free beer from the owner!" I announced as I walked in the
room. I placed the tray on the table and the guys started grabbing the
beers. I got my wish when I looked up and saw him smiling at me.
"Awesome, thanks," he said. I smiled back and turned to
leave the room. I could once again feel his eyes moving smoothly over my body as I left. I added a seductive sway to my walk just for him.
The band took
the stage and I watched him move as he took his place behind his kit.
He caught my eye and smiled at me again. The band was fucking rocking the joint and I danced as I
mixed drinks and grabbed beers. We were
busy, but I stole glances at the stage every now and then to watch the band. Well
to be honest, to steal glances him every now and then! He was
fascinating to watch. The way his body moved was incredible! His limbs all moving
independently of each other yet in perfect rhythm. He liked showing off
too, twirling his sticks between his fingers then tossing them up in
the air to catch them on the spin and keep going. He sang as well
and at times I would've sworn he was singing directly to me.
felt my cunt clench again and for a moment I paused to think about what I wanted to do to him. Fuck, my mouth was watering and my panties were soaked. I took a break.
First I went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of packets of butter,
then I headed for the Ladies
bathroom. I managed to hit the bathroom at the right time. There was a
stall free and I locked myself inside. I pulled my pants and underwear
down. I opened one pack of butter. Trish had warned that if I was
going to try anal sex that I should remember to lubricate. Scooping the
butter onto one finger, I started to rub the butter around the small
opening of my ass. I slid my buttery finger into my ass and was
pleasantly surprised by how it turned me on. I pulled my finger out and
opened the second pack of butter. I covered both my index and middle
finger with the butter. Crouching over the toilet with my legs spread
apart, I reached in between my legs and inserted both fingers into my
"Mmmmmmmmmm," I couldn't help moaning as I slid my fingers in
and out of my ass, covering the soft walls of my anal cavity with the butter. Oh fuck, it felt so good. I could feel my cunt
spasm as my hips moved my ass further onto my fingers. I wiggled my
fingers inside my ass instinctively as I felt the pressure building in my loins, and bit down on my lip to stop from crying out as I
started to cum. I kept my fingers inserted in my ass as my other hand rubbed my clit until my orgasm finished
and I relaxed once again. I pulled my fingers from my ass and wiped
them thoroughly with toilet paper before pulling up my pants and leaving
the stall and the two packets of butter in my ass. After washing up I bought a condom out of the machine the
bar kept stocked in the bathroom. I hadn't had any
use for condoms in the past, but I did know exactly what to do with
them. In health class back in school, we had been given condoms and
bananas, so we would be familiar with how a condom was supposed to be
put on. Being the keener student I was, I mastered that skill as well.
band was just finishing as I returned to the bar. Gerry was loading a
tray full of beers for the Green Room again and handed it to me as I
I took the tray in for them. This time as the
band members grabbed them up again, I was determined to get him
alone. I had never felt so emboldened before as I approached and
asked him to follow me so I could get their payment sorted out for the
night. Without question he followed me out of the room. I
led him through the crowded dance floor, lifted the partition to the
bar and led him through the now dark kitchen to the back office. He
followed me in
and I shut the door behind him.
"I'm sorry," I said to him, biting my bottom lip. "I
have a bit of a confession to make. I don't have anything to with
paying the band." I couldn't hold myself back from him any longer. I lunged at him, hitting his body hard with mine, wrapping my arms around his neck and
opening my mouth to kiss his. He kissed me back and it was as hot
as I had been anticipating. I pressed my lips hard against his as I explored his mouth with my tongue,
finding his and pulling it into my mouth and sucking. His hands started moving
over my body and I found my hands doing the same to him. Eagerly moving down
his chest over his abs and down to the button of his jeans. I couldn't get enough of him. I wanted to touch and taste him all over. My fingers moved swiftly over his crotch and I could feel through his jeans that he was
hard. That only excited me more. I fumbled but only for a second with his button and zipper and as his jeans dropped to the floor, I
dropped to my knees. His cock was amazing, smooth, long and hard as a
rock and I wrapped my tongue around it, moving up and down his shaft
kissing and licking. I could taste the salt of his sweat and it only
made me hungrier for him. I took him into my mouth, licking and sucking
the tip at first then drawing him fully into my mouth and throat. I
teased his shaft with my tongue as I moved my wet hot mouth up and
down. His hands were tangled in my hair and I could hear him start to
moan. I withdrew....I didn't want him to cum yet.
I took out the
condom I had bought from the bathroom earlier and as I continued to
fondle his member with one hand I opened the condom package with the
other hand and my teeth. I fitted him with the condom like an expert
and stood up again.
"I have another confession to make," I
a virgin and that would normally mean bad news for you. I'm not having
sex until I am married." I could instantly see
the confusion and frustration on his face. I couldn't blame him at that
had brought him to a critical point then withdrew. "How about I take
those tight little pants off," he started, reaching for me. "I'm not
finished," I interrupted. "My cherry will be for my husband but you are going
to get to fuck me." I pulled off my pants, turned my back to him,
bent over and reached behind me. I took hold of his dick and guided it
into my ass. The condom was lubricated and along with the butter still
in my ass he slid in quite easily.
entered me and at first the pain was exquisite but intense enough to
cause me to sharply draw in my
breath. His cock was a lot bigger than my fingers, and my ass did stretch open to accommodate his large dick the soft sensual anal tissue wrapping tightly around him. "Now fuck me," I told
him. As he started to fuck me slowly, gently pushing himself deeper
into my ass, he brought his hand around in front of me
and between my legs to my pussy. I broke out in a sweat and goosebumps
at the same time and had to concentrate to control my breathing. My cunt was
soaking wet with the passion and excitement of just being with him. I moaned as he moved
his now wet and slippery fingers over my clitoris, pinching and putting pressure on my
little nub. The incredible sensations of pleasure and pain was an erotic combination that I couldn't have
imagined. I started moving my hips to meet his
rhythm as he continued to pump in and out of my tight ass, picking up
speed. Oh god, it felt so fucking good and as my
breathing quickened I could feel the pressure building in my pussy and
throughout my body. My hand covered his...the
one on my pussy, and I stroked his fingers as they fondled my pussy lips and clitoris. "I'm
gonna cum," he said his voice tight and I knew I was right there too.
surprised me. I had never had one so
powerful before. It completely took control of my entire body. My back arched and I rose up on my tiptoes, every
muscle stretching and flexed as I cried out. My world temporarily went
black as the blood rushed from my head and down to my groin. I could
feel the muscles deep in my pussy start to spasm and I must have
clenched my ass, because in that same moment I heard him cry out as
well. His hands had moved to my hips and he held them tight as he pushed
himself deeper into me. My legs began to shake as my pussy continued to
spasm. He stayed inside me, holding me steady until the spasms subsided
and my breathing slowed. He withdrew from my ass slowly and
carefully. I pulled my pants back on and I noticed he was dressed
again as well. I kissed him one more time, this beautiful, sexy,
irresistible man, and as I did I knew it would be the last time I
would. I made it a good one...soft and deep. I took him by the hand
leading him back through the kitchen and into the bar. Gerry saw me and
waved me over. I turned back to him with a smile "It was a pleasure
serving you tonight," I said huskily and walked away without looking
back at him or saying goodbye. I would probably never see him again,
but that was okay. I had a memory that I would not soon forget! And I had discovered a new cheat. Waiting for marriage was going to be a hell of a lot easier.....and a hell of a lot more fun, too!