Birthday Tryst

This story is based on events that almost happened and should have been…you know who you are!

It doesn’t matter how old I get, my birthday always remains an incredibly important time of year for me.  Most people celebrate with a dinner or a party, but not me, my celebrations last for weeks, maybe even a month.  This past year was no different. My friend and I decided to have Friday night drinks at the bar that we go to on a weekly basis to celebrate, and seeing as it was my birthday I decided to get all dolled up.  I slipped on my hot pink dress, letting my copper hair fall over my shoulders in large waves, my eyes a smoky charcoal, my lips a hot pink to match my dress and beautiful black stilettos on my feet. 

As I slipped into my friend’s car, I admired how amazing she looked in her little black dress, red lips and long black hair falling down her back.  We made our way to the bar as we do every week, trying to guess who would be working that night, and we were so delighted when we saw our favorite bartender standing behind the bar.  Every time he works we always sit there talking about him, wondering what his cock would be like and what it would be like to taste it.  These were just fantasies, we never even thought about acting on them.  That night, there was something about him, or maybe it was my excitement, or let’s be honest, the alcohol, but he looked hotter than usual.  The minute he say us walking in, he came right to us to say hello, and in a flash, he had our usual drinks on the counter right in front of us.  Aside from my regular double whiskey and gingerale, he poured us some jaeger shots to help me celebrate my birthday.  All night the drinks flowed for us, some we ordered, some were offered to us, but all were greatly appreciated.

As usual when you put two women in their thirties together and add alcohol to the mix, our conversation got racier and racier, the bartender spending more and more time with us as we joked about wanted to have sex with him, teasing him as we told him what we’d like to do to him.  I could tell he wanted to stay next to us, but on a Friday night, it’s just too busy to stay with two clients all the time.  His absence did nothing to stop us from describing all the things we want to do to each other, I was getting so aroused, I could feel the moisture welling between my legs, and by the flush in her cheeks, I could tell that my friend was extremely aroused to.  I leaned closer to her to tell her that I was really turned on and wanted to wait for our bartender to finish his shift, I felt her slip her hand onto my thigh, squeezing it a little.  I got so turned on, much to my surprise, I had never had a woman touch me like this, and when I didn’t say anything, she slipped her hand further up my leg, brushing my pussy lips, feeling my arousal.

I was so shocked by what she was doing, she was trying to finger me, right there at the bar in front of everyone, I pulled my leg away and jumped up, making an excuse that I needed to use the bathroom and ran off.  I needed some time to collect myself, think of what I was doing and to cool off a little before I went back to the bar.  This couldn’t happen between us, she is my best friend, could it? When my heart stopped pounding, and I was ready to go back, I unlocked the bathroom door, and as I opened it, there she was, pushing herself into the bathroom, closing the door behind her as she pushed me up against the wall, pressing her lips against mine in a rough commanding kiss.

Her tongue pushed into my mouth, as her hand slipped up my thighs, pinching them, teasing them.  She worked me, kissing me, rubbing my inner thigh and my crease, but always avoiding my pussy, her other hand going to the top of the dress as she yanked it down letting my breasts slide out.  Her mouth left mine panting as her lips locked onto my nipples, flicking at them with her tongue and biting them.  I cupped her breasts as her fingers slipped into me, feeling my wetness and desire for her.  I was biting my lips as she slipped her fingers deep into me and out again and I rubbed her nipples through her dress.  I wanted to beg her to let me cum right then and there, moans were escaping my lips, and I could feel the smile on her lips as she worked my nipples.

Our mood was almost killed when we heard the door open, and of all people,  it was our bartender standing in the doorway, mouth slightly open, eyes wide, staring at us.  The three of us were standing there looking at each other, her fingers still in my pussy, my breasts out and mine hands on hers.  But he didn’t even skip a beat when he closed the door behind him and walked up to us.  He grabbed my legs, spreading them wide, pushed my friend down so she was bent over, her head to my pelvic area.  We knew what he wanted of us.  She spread my lips out, runner her tongue along my outer lips, tasting me, nibbling on me as I moaned and sighed in pleasure.  Our bartender got to his knees and started doing the same to my friend, her moans sending the most delicious vibrations along my pussy.  He spread her cheeks apart, kissing her thighs, teasing her, making her want him and in one swift movement he slipped his tongue into her pussy fucking her with it as he worked her clit with his fingers.  Her moans becoming more and more intense, she locked her lips around my clit and started sucking on my, working me until I felt the most amazing vibrations pulse through my pussy and take over my whole body sending waves of pleasure everywhere.  I fell back away from her spent, dropping to my knees, kissing her, tasting myself on her lips as he continued fucking her with his tongue and playing with her clit until I felt her grab onto me her body shaking from the pleasure as she came right into his mouth.

He got up, licking his lips and wiping his mouth as straightened his shirt, “Breaks over ladies.” And with that he turned and left the room, leaving us there, panting and struggling to collect ourselves before somebody else came in there and found us.  We looked at each other and smiled knowing that our adventures that night weren’t over.  We went back to the bar and finished our evening, seeing a satisfied look on his face and in his eyes.  At the end of the night, we said our goodbyes, but instead of going to our car, we went to wait for him outside of his car in the parking lot.

The look of shock on his face when he got to us and saw us leaning on his car was completely priceless.  He unlocked the car, standing there with a questioning look on his face, I could tell he had no idea what to expect so I opened the door to his backseat, slipping in while grabbing his hand to pull him in, my friend slipping in on his other side.  She closed the door, pressing her lips against his.  I leaned into him, licking his neck as I unbuttoned his pants letting his thick hard cock spring out ready for whatever we wanted to do with him.

I lowered myself bringing my tongue to his cock, licking him, tasting him, running my tongue from his shaft all the way to the tip, circling it, teasing it. My friend joined me, licking him as I did, sometimes together, sometimes alone, sometimes kissing me with the cock between us.  We sucked on him bobbing our heads up and down, me taking him in so deep my throat was massaging his cock, gagging me, the tears in my eyes smudging my make-up.

We teased him and toyed with him, bringing him close to cumming and then back down again.  He was begging us to let him cum, but we didn’t, we wanted to have our fun to.  Finally my friend locked her lips on his cock, bobbing her head up and down until he pushed her off, cumming all over her face.  I leaned into her, licking her and cleaning her off, taking in every last drop of his cum, savoring it.  Once she was completely clean, I whispered in his ear, “Have a good night,” and we slipped out of his car, leaving him there panting, his cock out, and we made our way back to our car, giggling, me in love with my birthday celebrations this year.

© EllieGaude 2014 elligaude.blogspot.com

Cable Servicing

I was pacing around my apartment angry, the cable and telephone company had confirmed for 3 pm and at 5 pm they still hadn't arrived. It was only my first week in the city and there were a million things to do.

Finally at 5:30 my doorbell rang, he was finally here!  The whole time I was explaining to him where I wanted the television, the phone and the internet set up, I could tell he was only listening to fifty percent of what I was saying, the rest of the time, he was staring at my chest. 

I was at my desk trying to get work done, but my attention kept drifting back to him. The muscles of his legs stretched the fabric of his pants, his shirt taught over his chest and back, and the myscles of his arms bulging as he moved my furniture around. The way he moved, and worked at the eiring was completely sensuous. 

After I realized 30 minutes had passed since I got any work done, I decided it was best for me to change rooms, go somewhere where he wasn't in my line of vision. 

I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, my hands shaking from desire, spilling water all over myself. I couldn't believe my clumsiness, how was I going to speak to him with the front of my dress all wet?

I went to my room to change, so nervous and preoocupied thst I didn't notice he was watching me through the crack in my bedroom door. I pulled my dress iver my head and was startled by a noise behind me. 

"What are you doing?!"  I couldn't believe his audacity walking into my room like that!

His eyes were fixed on my breasts, a smirk on his face, "I saw you looking at me."

My heart was pounding, "That wasn't an invitation!" This guy was definitely smoking hot.  My brain was telling me to move, but every inch of the rest of my body was telling me otherwise.  I was ready for him, the mousture between my legs welling. 

It was as if he could read my mind, he slipped his hand between my legs, feeling my moisture, "I'm inviting myself," and with that ge threw me on the bed, tying my wrists together with cable wire. He pulled my pink lace panties off and pulled the cups of my pink bra under my breasts, exposing them.

I knew I should get away, but I didn't want to, I wanted him, my pussy wet, I wanted him to take me. 

He ran his fingers up and down my belly from my chest to my pubic, sometimes with a firm touch, sometimes with a soft touch. He sent waves of pleasure and anticipation all over my body.  I was covered in goosebumps. 

My body began to move in rhythm to his touch, but he wasn't ready to take me just yet, he replaced his fingers with his lips and tongue covering my whole body in soft kisses, teasing me with his tongue,.  My nipples were so hard, my pussy dripping wet, I was moaning, begging him to take me over and over again.  He was so careful not to touch my pussy as he covered me in kisses.

He brought himself to my nipples, suckling and nibbling on them, gently at first, but slowly increasing the intensity until he was pleasurably biting me, sending waves of pleasure and pain everywhere. 

It felt as if a fire had been ignited between my legs, I started pleading with him to take me, begging him, but he wouldn't stop. 

He lowered himself to my thighs, licking them, kissing the crease between my pussy and thighs.  Without thinking, I started to push my pelvis towards him wanting him to take me.  He teased me, caressed me, kissed me, licked me for an hour before he finally touched my pussy. 

He spread my lips apart, kissing and lapping his tongue on my outer lips, eorking his way to my inner lips. I could tell he was taking in my scent and taste, savouring me. He penetrated me with his tongue sliding it in and out until I was moaning and screaming for his cock. He slipped his tongue out and started sucking on my clit, while fingering me.  He sucked at me do aggressively there was no return, I was shaking and screaming in pleasure, my whole body rocking, ecstacy from my head to my toes. I could feel my cum pouring out of me onto the bed. 

He stood up, unbuckling his belt and undoing his pants, letting his thick cick spring out. He got onto the bed, grabbing my ankles, pushing them next to my ears as he impaled me.  He fuvked me ramming into me over and over so hard my head was being dlammed agsinst the headboard. I was screaming from the pleasure and pain. Then he let go, moaning as he pulled out cumming all over my belly. 

He buttoned his pants, pulling the invoice out of the pockets, throwing it next to me.

"I finished my work, I'll be letting myself out, thanks for the fuck."  He untied my wrists turned and left. 

It took fifteen minutes before I regained feeling in my legs, my pussy still throbbing from the hard fuck.

 © EllieGaude 2014 elligaude.blogspot.com