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A little something out back
She was a college girl, out for the night with her girlfriends. Tony had been checking out the crowd and watching her from afar for a while before he moved closer. They had exchanged glances a couple times, but he didn't move in right away. Instead he parked himself nearby so he could listen to her conversation and figure out how best to approach her. Oh yeah, she was there to party, and from what he heard and saw, she'd be fun to keep up with. It was clear that she was used to getting her way with men, and that challenge turned him on.
Her name was Becka, and she was petite with nice perky tits sitting way up high under a crop top that showed off her small waist and luscious belly. She wore skin-tight elastic pants that clung to her shapely legs all the way down to just above her ankles, and she stood on 3-inch heels to give her elfin 5'4" frame just a little more height. The effect was to make her legs look long and sexy, and the heels made her ass stick out ever so slightly. And, oh that ass!
After making eye contact several times, he knew she was at least aware of him in the bar. When he decided it was time to say hi, he strolled over and said simply, "Have you made up your mind yet?". She looked at him, as if waiting for some clarification, but he let the silence hang there as he stared into her eyes. She smiled and looked away, and he knew he had her.
As they chatted about music, the bar scene, school, she rubbed up against him a few times. He was feeling good and had learned to trust his cock and what it told him about women. She wanted it. After a bit, she suggested they go outside in the alley for a smoke. He wasn't a regular smoker but did use pot often so it wasn't hard to play along. Out in the alley they had a little more privacy and after a bit he leaned in close as if to kiss her, but instead took a big whiff of her hair and neck, which smelled intoxicating. She seemed to enjoy the banter and his playfulness. Eventually their lips met and his tongue seemed to be deep down her throat before long.
Tony knew that there was an alcove back in the alley a way, near a rear door, and that the staff kept a table and some chairs there; a place to take breaks and get outside from time to time. He took her by the hand and firmly led her there. It was empty, except for the muted music coming through the walls from inside. She immediately came on to him, digging her nails into his back through his shirt, leaving long pink marks and making him harder than ever. He backed her up to the table and without a word spun her around so his cock was right up against her ass. One hand caressed her breasts up under her camisole. He pinched her nipples and got little squeaks of delight and eventually moans from her for his efforts. They stood up like pencil erasers and her breasts flushed pink with the blood rushing in.
His other hand was busy too. He really loved those tight fitting pants with their elastic waistline. It made it easy for him to slide his hand all the way down her belly to her cunt and go to work. As he kissed her neck and nibbled on her ears, he could start to smell the musk rising up from her crotch, under the consistent attention of his nimble fingers.
Becka groaned and moaned, and her hips started to gyrate back and forth between the table and his pelvis. She was soaking wet when he suddenly stopped, forced her torso down onto the table and yanked her pants down around her knees in one swift motion. She had a brief reflex to resist but a firm hand pushed her back to the table as she let out a long, shuddering exhale and reached one of her own hands around to grab his cock. Somehow the front of his jeans had been opened to provide her with full access.
He knew what she wanted, her body was screaming for it. But Tony had other plans for this one. He got down on his knees and spread her cheeks wide so he could get his face between her legs. Moisture was already dripping down the inside of her thighs, and she moaned with delight as he licked and nibbled her cunt, and slid one finger in and up to find her G-spot. She was really going, and now he moved his tongue to her ass and began to rim her as his fingers continued to pump her cunt. Again she made a token protest and he held a hand on her back as he forced his tongue inside her ass. She surrendered and again let out a long, deep breath as she settle back on the table and grabbed the edges with both hands, ready for the expected ride.
He now inserted first one finger, then two into her ass, slowly working them in and out. The other hand continued on her cunt and she was gushing with delight. After what seemed like an eternity, she was ready and he stood up, dropped his jeans, and deftly guided his cock into her ass. Just the tip at first, just the head of his cock, under the rim, slowly going in and out as she opened to accept more of him, bit by bit. One of her hands found its way to her own cunt to continue the play there that he had stopped when he moved in. She also stroked his balls from time to time, and a finger sometimes lingered right at the rim of her ass, as if to feel his cock sliding in and out on its slowly lengthening path deep into her ass.
Soon he was all the way in, slapping his pelvis firmly against her cheeks as he worked her rhythmically between himself and the table. She was doing all she could to hold back the screams of delight and pain that he could hear in her repressed moans and groans. All at once she arched her back way up and her face was cheek to cheek with him as her entire body shuddered in orgasm. He thrust deep and stopped, holding his cock all the way inside her as she prolonged the ecstasy as long as possible.
Now it was his turn and he began pounding on her with all his might to climax. When he blew his load deep insider her ass, she had a brief second orgasm, and then collapsed on the table. He lay down on top of her and kissed her neck, slowly, their breathing returning to normal as his cock shrunk, backing itself out of her over the next few minutes. Silence.
When at last she began to stir he rose and pulled up his jeans as she reassembled her outfit and straightened her hair. "I have to take a few minutes to clean up" she said, and suggested they go back into the bar separately. Tony watched Becka round the corner and wondered if he'd follow her back inside or just head home. As he considered this he heard the slow, methodical clap of one person's hands coming from the back of the alcove. Apparently the place had not been as empty as it seemed. Either that or he had come out during the show and they had been far too preoccupied to notice.
He smiled at the guy, a barback he recognized, and a sudden rush of satisfaction came over him. The exhibitionist aspects of this novel experience gave him a tremendous and unexpected delight, but he wondered what Becka would think. He decided not to say anything to her, so she wouldn't have to worry about who it was in the bar that had witnessed her passion.
He did go back inside though after a discrete wait, only to find Becka had departed with her friends. He'd seen here there before and knew he'd see her again. But it didn't really matter. The experience was one to remember.