The first lesson - Sex Stories

The first lesson

It was a long night at work and Sarah just wanted to get home shower and get into bed. The bar was packed for a Thursday night and she made good money. As she checked the bar to get ready to lock up she saw movement out of the corner of her eye and before she knew what was happening he was on her. She felt a strong arm rap around her and lift her off the ground. Fear shot through her and her mind raced for a way out. His grip was too much for her small frame and she was his to do with as he pleased. As she struggled she saw he had on a mask in the mirror behind the bar and her fear grew even more for the thought of a friend playing a trick now vanished. He carried her to the bar and pushed her hard into the wood surface face down he could feel her kick at him and struggle to get away. She was dress in a small mini skirt and white top looking like a little school girl which stirred his desire all night as he watched her from across the bar. He had slipped into the storage closet to wait for his time to act upon his lust for this amazingly beautiful woman before him. He reached up under her dress to pull down her panties and to his surprise she had none. He grew hard from the thought of this and wanted to just be inside her to put all the lust and frustration he had into her over and over. He ripped away her top and exposed her perfect breasts tan and soft to the touch he kneaded them in his hands feeling the nipples grow hard. This spurred him on and his hand slowly moved ...

... down her body pulling up her skirt showing her firm ass bent over the bar begging for him to take her from behind. His fingers slid around to the folds of her opening and teased them open against her will he could feel her body react to his touch. As she felt his fingers slip inside her she felt her body grow warm with lust and she tried to f***e the thought of pleasure from her head but she was being consumed by it. He knew just what to do to turn her on and she couldn’t understand what was happening, why her body was giving in to his touch. The heat between her legs grew with every slight movement of his fingertips and she felt the moist warm flow of her juices run down the inside of her right leg. She had stopped kicking at him moments before and just focused on the feeling pulsing from between her legs. The thought that a stranger could bring her pleasure like this scared her. She felt his hands roam over her body finding the most sensitive spots and pushed her closer and closer to orgasm. She tries to fight it as much as she can, willing her body to obey her but deep down she wishes for release. She wishes to feel the built up pressure explode from between her legs and to let go of the fear and confusion. To let her body do what it is screaming to do. He can feel the wetness of her grow and he knows it will not be long till her body tenses and her orgasm will over power her mind and give her to him willingly. With small circular strokes he manipulates her clit with his ...