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Stacys Story - Part I

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"I'm 5 charts down and I'm going to be late. You should go the bar without me. I will meet you there." The end of my shift couldn't come fast enough. I needed a few beers. I needed a release and Stacy always knows how to make me feel better.

"That's okay lover. I will start without you, but don't be too late... I don't want to finish without you." Her sexy talk always had hidden meaning and innuendo. I know she does it for my benefit. She knows I am a voyeur and she knows I like to watch her tease the guys.

"You know I would love to be there for the finish. I will do my best. Keep a seat warm for me. I'm typing as fast as I can." My shifts are supposed to end at 19:00, but today I'm stuck on mandatory overtime. It's already 23:00. I really need to get moving.

Half an hour later... "bling." I have a text message. "Jimmy says hurry up and get your ass here."

Jimmy is the bartender. He stands about 6 foot 2 inches and tips the scales at about 245, totally Stacy's type. Since we are regulars, he always looks out for us. Actually, he looks out for Stacy. She is a hot, sexy, well-rounded Italian fireball and he always enjoys her conversation. She, in turn, appreciates his protection and the occasional free drinks. I always said, "He just wants to see what your "limit is." She usually laughs and proclaims her ability to drink most men under the table. I rebut by explaining he wants to know how far you will go, not how much you can drink. Our clever banter usually ends with her dismissing the idea, by calling him "her eye-candy" and that he can have any woman he wants.

Twenty minutes later... "Bling." Another text message, but this one has a picture attached to it. There's my sexy lady, bending over at the pool table with her hands on the rail and her ass pointing towards the camera, as her face looks over her shoulder. Her fine ass is bordered above by her thong and a tattoo of a string of roses. Bill, a regular at the bar, is posing with his face and tongue pointing at the tattoo, with his left hand on her right ass cheek.

The text reads... "Bill wanted to see my tattoo, but I said no. He offered me a shot, so I took it and then he made me bend over. LOL

"LOL", I type back. "You are such an exhibitionist. I can see the pain of coercion in your face. You should have worn a dress!" I love it when she wears a dress and a sexy pair of heels. It reminds me of the first time I met her, when she walked into my office for an interview. I knew instantly that she was special. She removed a hair-tie, while she sat across my desk, and looked into my eyes with provocative look. She had this demure but sassy look that said... I dare you to bend me over this desk. I was instantly hard and hooked. My hands shook a little and my voice shuttered. I hoped she didn't think me obvious. I didn't act on my desires, for years.

"Bling." Another picture appears, almost immediately. Bill is holding her on his lap. Stacy is laughing and obviously having a good time. Her head is back while Bill is biting the side of her neck. Both of his hands are securing her firmly to him, each hand full with Stacy's breasts.

A message accompanied the picture. She wrote, "OMG... he says I owe him a shot. He wants a body shot! He says he wants to take it from my fabulous tits!"

Now my dick is hard. I know she is just keeping me in the loop. She pretends to ask permission, but this is just part of her charming sex appeal. She knows I love to hear the stories and she likes to keep me part of them. If I was there, I would feign sympathy for her imitated struggle, but at the same time I would probably bite the other side of her neck while I wedged a shot glass into her cleavage.

"Well... your tits are fabulous. I can't blame him. Let him take the shot, baby," I replied, "but make him beg for it."

"Oh you're so naughty... He loves grabbing my ass too." The words were spelled wrong. I figured his hands were very busy and she found it difficult to type.

"You know, after he slurps spilled tequila from those luscious tits of yours.... He will want another shot from between your thighs." I end it with a smiley face. I want her to know that I am smiling and that I appreciate her just the way she is. I love it when she is slutty.

Her only short reply was, "Damn, I should have worn a dress!" She ended the sentence with a smiley face and a tongue.

"Have fun baby and don't break too many hearts."

Damn. I have to type faster.

One more tripsheet to go and it almost 00:30.

I tried to message her several times. I asked how's it going? Hope you are having fun? Is Jimmy keeping you safe? How's the tequila? But I only received a few short responses.

She responded... LOL. Hands everywhere. Tequila is good. Hurry, I'm horny!

My mind is going a mile a minute and my cock is pulsing almost as fast. I imagine her dancing with the guys. I imagine another button on her shirt popping open (she loves showing her assets). I wonder how many body shots she gave up. Most of all I secretly wish she would take a few of her own, as I am sure the guys would be happy to oblige.

Some of my favorite memories are when she sends naughty pictures and later tells me the stories behind them.

Last summer she had a "friend with benefits." She called him "Bull." The nickname fit, as he was a mountain of a man with arms as big as her thighs. Bull didn't like me to be around and he did not like sharing. He liked to dominate her. He liked to scoop her up in his arms and carry her to his bed. He would bend her in half and fuck her like she truly deserved. She has a few pictures of herself sucking his cock. It is a huge fat cock, with a threatening bulbous head. I'm not sure if she called him Bull because of his arms, his nature, or because of his giant cock... probably a combination of all three. Sometimes when Stacy is blowing me, we pretend that Bull is fucking her from behind. His determined thrusts push her down on me, as I gentle guide her head with my hands. She loves telling me how he fucks her and how wonders if she ever walk normal again.

"Bling"... I popped out of my daydreamy haze... a text! It's only a little after 0100.

"Hey hun... Jimmy is going to close a little early.... Maybe I should just meet you at home."

"Okay baby, are you sure? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... a little buzzed... and a lot horny. I need you and I have so much to tell you"

I prodded a little more... "Ssssoooooo.... Did you give Bill his body shot? Did he like it?"

"LOL... all in good time, baby. I will touch you soon. Go home. Take a shower and wait for me. Jimmy will make sure my walk is safe."

Fuck the paperwork. I will finish it tomorrow! I have a 15 minute drive and she only has a 5 minute walk. I drive home energized. I should be exhausted, but I'm not. I'm singing out loud to the radio. One of my favorite songs is playing, 'Paradise by the Dashboard Light.' It reminds me of my first blowjob and I wonder what Stacy was like all those years ago. Always sexy with stinging curves, I am sure.

I make it home and call out... no answer. I'm stripping as I rush to the shower. I want to be ready when she arrives.

It's 0130 and I'm clean, hard as a rock, naked, more excited than a crack squirrel... and my baby is not home. Damn, I should have stopped by the bar and helped her home.

0145... no Stacy... I text, "are you okay?"

0155... no Stacy... I text, "Please tell me that Jimmy has you and that you are okay."

"Bling"... She answers, "Yes, I am very okay, and yes Jimmy definitely has me. He says I am a very naughty girl. See you in 5 minutes."

"LOL... Yes you are, baby. I am here for you."

02:10.... The door finally opens... I hear her giggle and say, "Thanks for everything Jimmy. I think you were right."

"Tomorrow," he replies. "I will see you then."

Finally, she is home. I was getting worried, maybe even a little pissed, but all of that melts away as I hear her stepping in my direction.

"Oh baby. I have a surprise for you!"

As she steps into the dim light, she is already unbuttoning the final button on the bottom of her shirt. She is smiling and giggling and swaying her hips to music that she hums. Her bra is missing and her beautiful breasts are exposed to meet me.

"The girls missed you baby," she said as she pointed each double E breast at me.

I pulled the sheet off of myself and said, "Well I missed them too. Ssssoooo what is my surprise?"

"All in good time baby. First let me sit on you and show you how hot I am." She grabbed my cock and held it down as she straddled my lap. She slid her pussy along top of my dick, like a bun loving its meat.

"Oh my god baby, I feel the heat coming off of you. Something really has you turned on."

"Mmmmm, yes baby. It is hot and steamy for you."

I angled my hips, trying to gain access to that pussy that I loved so much. She stopped me and said, "Not yet, lover. Come say high to the girls."

I sit up on the bed and wrap my left arm around her back to slide her closer to me. She cups the girls and pinches her nipples at the same time. I suckle the girls one at a time and notice a bruise, kind of in the shape of a bite mark.

"Hey, what happened here?"

"Oh that was Bill. He got carried away. Something about those body shots made him crazy," she said nonchalantly.

"Oh my, did he do a shot from between your thighs?" I asked inquisitively and hopefully, again trying to move my member in her wetness.

"No," she said almost disappointed. "But if I had a dress on, he would have done more than that. I think he would have fucked me right on the dance floor.

With smiling approval, I said, "I see, so you were a little slutty."

She moaned, but said nothing, still playing with her nipples and gliding across my lap.

"Baby.... Did you suck Bill's cock?" I needed to get to the good part. I knew she was teasing me. Stacy loves to tease me, she loved to make me wait, to make me beg, but she always made me cum.

Stacy released the girls. She wrapped her arms around my head and neck and kissed me. Her mouth opened mine and she sucked my tongue. The heat from her pussy was steaming more than before, as her labia enveloped my dick from the sides.

She pushed me on my back and continued her oral assault. As her hips separated from mine, my dick stood straight up again. Cool air flowed between us and it was clear that my balls were soaked with her wetness.

Her kiss was urgent and probing. Her mouth was warm and sticky with a tangy flavor. I began to chuckle from my chest, while I surrendered my mouth to her gift.

"Mmmm, baby. You are a naughty slut." I kissed her again and licked her lips. "You sucked Bills cock. I can taste him."

She breaks free for only a moment, stating, "No I did not suck Bills cock. I told you that." I reached down, sliding my hand down her ribs, to her hips, to her ass and gave it a little spank. She sucked my lower lip and bit it.

She continued, "5 minutes ago... on the porch... I got on my knees and sucked Jimmy's cock. It was fabulous baby. I wanted him to come in, so you could watch, but he had to get back to the bar to finish cleaning. So I sucked his cock right there. Baby, I let him cum in my mouth and I brought the residue to you as evidence. Evidence that I am your cumslut."

She was proud. She sat straight up and grabbed my cock rubbing it against her pussy. "Do you like that baby? Do you want to hear how they used me? Do you want to hear how much of a slut I was?

They? My mind raced and my cock became harder. She slid herself onto my cock and rocked back and forth. I grabbed her hips and supplemented her motion. "Of course, I want to hear about my cumsluts adventures. Tell me, baby." Stacy reached between her legs and stimulated herself. Rubbing her clit, eyes closed, head back, moaning through a half-opened mouth. "I'm your slut baby, I'm your slut." She pulled halfway off of me and massaged her wetness onto my balls.

"I will tell you everything, but you have to do something for me." She dismounted and lowered her head to my crotch before I could say anything. She slowly put her mouth on me, moaning, humming, sucking my cock. "Oh baby we taste good." She sucked my balls. She licked me clean.

"I am your cumslut baby, but you have to be my bitch for a while. Lick me baby. Eat my pussy. Put your mouth on me and I will tell you all about it."

She rolled on her back and I moved to her pussy faster than she moved to me. Her knees were already flexed and parted. Her pussy was swollen and wet.

------------------------------------------------------------- Please let me know what you think and what to change, so I can finish.

chub38x

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