Waitress Confession

Okay, I know I promised E that I wouldn’t go by the batchelor pad without her but I just couldn’t resist.  I was hanging out at my usual late night writing spot, Waffle Wheels, trying to get ideas for my next novel, when she poured me a cup of coffee.  I had admired her so many times, she was so nice.  I questioned whether her niceness was just business or something more.  I always tipped like 50% whenever she was in there.  She even tried really hard to cheer me up after my birthday party that wasn’t.

When her eyes met mine that night I was just too horny from having been deprived of sex with E for a couple weeks.  I looked into her dark brown eyes and just adored her long black hair and her cute little nose ring.  I smiled really big and asked her when she got off work.  She looked suprised and a bit suspicious for a minute but then she told me, “In about an hour.”

“Wanna hang out after that?” I said smoothly.

“Well why the hell not?” she answered.

We walked out to my car and got in.  “I like your stockings,” she said with a smile.

I smiled back and locked eyes with her.  “I gotta be honest with you, I’ve been admiring you for a long time.   My interest is not strictly platonic.”

“Good,” she said.  I leaned over to kiss her and it quickly turned passionate.

“I want you so bad,” I breathed, my pussy already tingling with excitement.

“Well I have to confess I live with my mom and she doesn’t know I like girls, so we can’t go there.”

“I know just the place.”  I knew the batchelor pad was unoccupied.  I led her to the bedroom and lit a candle.  She stood before me and I quickly stripped her clothes off.  I kissed her breasts and she closed her eyes, sighing loudly.  I pushed her down on the bed and showered her thighs with kisses.  The smell of her sex pulled me in and I spread her open and buried my face in it.  Her body tensed as my mouth engulfed her and my tongue moved between her wet vagina and her stiff clit.

“Yess, right there,” she moaned as I focused my intentions and her hips moved toward me.  She moaned loudly as she came and pulled me on top of her.  My clothes came off and I pushed my thigh against her as I stradled her.  We came together and she rolled me over, taking her turn on me.

I wish you had been there, E but I just couldn’t wait for my waitress!

Enjoyed You More

I was trembling with excitement as we drove across the street to the Wal-Mart parking lot. Watching eroticego get worked over by Ariel combined with the make out session in the bathroom had me unbelievably aroused. But there was no way I was going to let her drag me into the nasty Wal-Mart bathroom. So as soon as she parked the car I grabbed her and kissed her hard.

“God you are so gorgeous,” I murmured in her ear as her hands began to move across my body, “I have been waiting too long for this moment.” I tried to lean over into her lap but the emergency brake poked me in the ribs.

“Excuse my stick,” she said, giggling.

“Hey, you weren’t supposed to have one of those!” We kissed deeply and our hands were all over each other’s breasts. She caressed my tattoo and easily brought my nipples to attention. Feeling like quite the pro, I unsnapped her bra with one hand while cradling her breast in the other. I just wanted to look at her but I couldn’t stop kissing her soft skin in as many places as I could reach. I must have been dripping wet when her hand reached down into my pants.

“C’mon let’s climb in the back,” I said. She looked dubious but followed me into the back of her car. No holds barred with no stick shift between us, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on that clit piercing again! Both of us were breathless, she moaned as my lips closed over her nipple and my hand fiddled with her piercing, a barbell that seemed to make her clit scream, “Here I am, touch me!”

She stiffened as a pair of headlights crept slowly by us. “Oh, please keep going,” she said. They did but we were on alert now. Next thing we saw was the street sweeper.

“Damnit,” I muttered, knowing that he’d soon be all over the parking lot and catch us for sure. We fumbled to readjust our clothes and drove back to the strip club to retrieve my car. Our eyes met in an intense gaze and I smiled saying “I enjoyed the strip club, but I enjoyed you more.”

I arrived home to find my husband in bed. I kissed him and whispered, “I’m home, lover.” He threw back the sheet revealing an already erect cock. “Um, do you want me to brush my teeth?”

“Just hop on,” he said. Eroticego took care of the foreplay so I complied immediately and rode my way to a spectacular orgasm.

I went to bed feeling like I’d had my cake and eaten it too. Definitely one of the best evenings of my life. Just can’t wait to finish what E and I started. 😉

Daring Darcy, Part 4

Darcy moved toward the cop and I started to get scared. Clearly this woman was no stranger to misbehaving but I was in no hurry to spend the night in jail. Staggering toward her I grabbed her arm and whined, “Please don’t.”

Squaring her jaw, Darcy seemed to be weighing her options. For a moment I feared her more than I dreaded the policeman. Poised for action, he looked as if he could pounce at the slightest wrong move on our part. Darcy softened and smiled kindly at me. “You’re right, sir, I’m sorry for that sordid display,” her sarcasm was palpable but the officer moved on and Darcy grabbed my hand and led me in the opposite direction.

“Boy you sure are a firey redhead.”  I felt a strong desire to run away but my soaking pussy had me ready to bungee jump off a cliff without a second thought. “My apartment isn’t far from here,” I offered.

“Lead the way, gorgeous.”

The encounter with the policeman and the walk home left me feeling slightly less inebriated. Inside the door of my apartment, I took one look at her sexy body and pushed her up against the wall. Darcy seemed taken aback, allowing me to kiss her in a very uncomfortable way. “Slow down there girl,” she said, clearly desiring to take control of the situation.

I relaxed and she pulled off her shirt quickly, revealing her small pointy breasts. Of course she wasn’t wearing a bra. For a moment I felt awkward and small. Putting my arms around her I put my face in her great smelling curly red hair for another moment before going to work on her breasts. My clit tingled as her nipples stiffened between my lips. Darcy’s hands were all over me although I was still fully clothed.

“I wanna taste you,” she said. I stumbled backward from the force of her words.

Daring Darcy, Part 2

“What?” Darcy probably didn’t hear me over the loud pulsating music that filled the room. I would be thankful for that later.

Darcy stopped dancing and led me over to the bar once again. She sat down and ordered another Sam Adams. “Can I please have a shot of tequila with salt and a lime?” She kind of cut her eyes at me but didn’t say anything. When I tried to pay the bartender, she intervened and gave him the money. I stuck my money into the tip jar and he thanked me. “Are you in the habit of picking up strange drunk girls in bars?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Her flirtation was unmistakable. She liked to put on a masculine front but there was an innate feminine quality that could not be ignored.

“‘I feel like I should be making small talk right now but I can’t think of anything to say.”

“You don’t have to talk to if you don’t want to.”

“The last few days have been so strange and crazy. I just kind of want to be you know? I just don’t even want my brain to work. I don’t want to think.” I grabbed the tequila and sucked it down with a shudder, hungrily sucking the lime dry between my lips. Darcy seemed to enjoy this. “I guess that’s obvious, huh?”

Dizzy, I suddenly felt the lights and movement of the dancers in the bar too much to take. “I need to get outside for a minute.”

Darcy followed me. I walked tentatively to the corner and sat down on a cold concrete bench, staring intently at a white brick in the wall across the street. Darcy lit a cigarette. “Are you okay? I think you’re cute but I’m not quite ready to start holding your hair out of your face, if you know what I mean.”

“I’m sorry, don’t worry it’s not going to come to that.” When I stood up, Darcy gently grabbed me by the waist and pushed me up against the wall. She kissed me forcefully on the lips and moved across my cheek and down my neck. I felt my knees going weak under me and I surrendered, burying my face in her neck and putting my arms around her. Our lips met again and my mouth gently opened, inviting in her tongue. She began tracing my teeth with her tongue. It was astoundingly erotic. I started wondering if she was one of those women who could tie a knot in a cherry stem with her teeth. Her hand clutched at my ass and her breathing was labored. Did she expect me to have sex with her in the middle of the street? We were in the dark shadow of a building but anyone passing by could see us if they looked hard enough.