Jack's Adventures 03: Allie 01 - Sex Stories

Jack's Adventures 03: Allie 01

... against my crotch.

"This isn't going to be a get-to-know-each-other kind of thing," she said.

"What's it gonna be?" I asked.

She looked down at my mouth, then up into my eyes.

"Why don't you go to the bathroom and find out?"

She was so sexy, her eyes so gorgeous, and that line was so hot, I was scared I might start fucking her right there. I imagined Blake coming back from the bathroom, his jaw dropping at the sight of me railing Allie from behind, her ass slapping against me, her tits pressed on the table.

I smiled and lifted my beer. She lifted hers. We drank.

When Blake came back from the bathroom and Allie turned to him again, she put her ass up against my crotch. I leaned over her shoulder, pushing my quickly hardening cock up against her, and said "I'm going to the bathroom," and ducked away.

I walked down a long hallway, to where two single-use restrooms were located. Thank god one was vacant. I waited outside, looking down the hallway back toward the bar, hoping beyond hope she wasn't just fucking with me, that she wasn't having a laugh with Blake right now at my expense.

But a minute later, there she was, marching confidently down the hallway. I quickly entered the vacant restroom and left it unlocked.

I looked around. The benefit to drinking at an overpriced bar is they have more money to clean the bathroom, and this was no exception. The floor was tiled in white, black, and red; the walls were checkered with classic vinyls, all rock ...

... and pop albums. The sink was in the middle of a long wooden counter, something I noted with interest.

The door opened and closed behind me. I heard the deadbolt go. I turned.

Allie was standing there, her hip cocked.

We looked at each other.

"The fuck you waiting for?" she asked.

And I pounced. I pushed her up against the door, put my hands around the back of her neck, and started kissing her. She kissed back but her hands didn't go for my neck, they went straight to my belt buckle.

"Wasting no time," I said, in between kisses.

"We're in a crowded bar," she said, undoing the belt and then unbuttoning my jeans. "And my brother's out there."

"Fast one now, slow one later?" I said.

"We'll see," she said.

And then she got on her knees, right there on the bathroom tile, pulled my jeans and briefs down around my ankles, watched my cock spring into the air, grabbed it with her hands, put it into her cute little mouth, and started blowing me.

And holy shit was it good. By far the best in my life at that point, and still ranks near the top of all the blowjobs I've received. She was able to put more than half of my dick in her mouth without any strain, her tongue was running everywhere, her lips were pillowy soft, and she was sucking with the force of a vacuum cleaner. Thank god we were making this fast because I had no shot at lasting very long.

I put my hands into her hair and gathered it in a bunch behind her head. I watched her beautiful face as ...