"Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Pam...happy birthday to you ...." the five of us sang in unison or the closest you could get to unison with 5 drunk women.
"Okay now you guys, come on ....1 ... 2 .... 3 ..... lick, slam, suck!!!" Benita yelled after she had passed around another shooter to each of us.
"Uggg," I shuddered as the Tequila shot down my throat for the 3rd time that night, "geez... I hate these things... can't you get something that tastes better that that?"
"Maybe, I can help you with that," I hear a sexy voice whisper into my ear, "wanna dance?"
As I turn around to see who is asking me .... my heart starts to beat a bit faster in my chest. Oh, it's that guy that I'd be making eyes at all night. As he sat in the corner nursing his beer, I had been watching him out of the corner of my eye, trying to determine if he was with anyone or not.... guess not!
"Wellllll....I guess that depends on what you're offering to help me with," I giggle to him, "but I'd love to dance in the meantime until you figure it out."
As he grabs my hand to lead me to the dance floor, I notice the envious looks I'm getting from the other women around the bar. "Ya...he IS kind of hot," I grin to myself, his sexy as sin black eyes, jet black hair and athletic build ... well ... just do it for me!!!
The DJ is playing a latin mix and once we're on the dance floor, he pulls me close to play his hips against mine. I can feel myself start to flow as he places his big hands on my hips and slides my body against his ... first one way and then the other, back and forth ... up, down and around.
"Ummmm, feels so good," I think. I can't seem to take my eyes off of his....that soft sexy grin he has on his face blows my mind and makes the pit of my stomach ache.
"What's your name,?" I try and ask over the music. He slowly shakes his head and points to his ears, I realize that he can't hear me so grab his arms by the elbows and pull the top of his body more into contact with mine. I can feel my nipples bead as I lean up on my tip toes to get to his ear, "What's your name?" I ask again.
"Why don't you just call me Mr. M," he advises, "all of my real close friends call me that, and I think that we are going to be REAL close," as he winks at me.
I think of playing hard to get, but hell... I'm drunk, horney, available and VERY ATTRACTED to this sexy stranger!!! "mmmmm, think of what would be better than that Tequilla I was drinking early?" I flirt with him, "anything you'd like to recommend?"
As the music continues to blare out, our bodies start to slide together, my nipples rub against his chest, his cock is starting to stand at attention, rubbing against my hot pussy, his hands are by now, on my back, massaging up and down, getting lower with each handful until he lightly touches my ass.
"Ummmm ya," he answers, "how about ... a screamin' orgasm?" as he leans down and whispers in my ear, his breath lightly runs over my lobs making a shiver course down my spine.
As he straightens back up, I notice that he has that sexy little grin playing over the corner of him mouth. "Mmmmmm," I think to myself, "I want to taste that!"
"So, do you come to Sweet Waters often?" I lean up and ask him.
No he shakes his head, "my friends..." he points his chin over by the table I had seen him at before, "dragged me out of the house tonight... I'm not normally into the whole bar thing, but glad I let them convince me tonight," he explains, "how about you?"
"Me too," I murmur, "it's my friends birthday on the 13th so thought we'd talk her out the Saturday before and get her drunk...well and to dance ofcourse". Deciding to throw caution to the wind as I feel my cunt throb and my nipples ache, "would you like to come outside with me for a bit, I need some fresh air!"
"You bet," he replies and grabs my hand to take me out the back of the door by where all of the smokers are standing. Once we get outside and walk a little into the park that is back there, he slowly pulls me into his arms and lowers his mouth to mine.
His tongue comes out to softly flick at the sides of my mouth, not pressuring me to let him in ... just trying to coax. "Mmmmmmm... I murmur as I part my lips lightly to let his tongue run along the seam of my mouth.
"You taste so good," he murmurs to me, "a mixture of Tequilla and hot woman, what could be better?" Knowing this is a retorical question, I quickly open my mouth fully and slant it sideways to take his mouth is a sexy kiss. My tongue drives into his mouth to flick and rub against his teeth and tongue and as he pulls me down onto the bench that is there, I start to squirm.
I can feel my wetness through my jeans and am a little bit embarrased at how eagerly my cunt wants this stranger. "By the way, my name is Gyzsmo" I inform him, "but call me Gyz,".
I can feel his hardness thrusting up against my thigh as I sit down in his lap... deciding to change positions, my knees come up on either side of his, my pussy, coming into intimate contact with his cock.
My hips start to move, back and forth, around and around and up and down, trying to let him know how turned on I am. I throw my head back and a soft whimper comes out of my throat as his hands come up to play with my rock hard nipples. "Ah, that feels so good".
As I try to reach down to feel his cock and perhaps brush my hand over my hot cunt as well ... I find his hand just on the way there, "Oh ya," I murmur to him.
His fingers start to undo the button on my jeans and my eyes fly open to quickly look around to see if anyone else is about, but no, although I can hear distant voices coming back from the way of the bar, I can't see anyone.
As his fingers start to dip into my panties, a gasp escapes my lips, the feeling of being in public.. only a short distance away from the 300 people in the bar, turns me on more than I thought would ever happen.
I watch his facial expressions as after dipping inside, he brings out the wetness that is there and licks it from his fingers. "Ah... you taste so good," he murmurs.
"Want a taste?" he murmurs bringing his fingers back into my hot dripping pussy. He offers them up to me once more and as I flick a tongue out to taste myself on his fingers, my hands moved to his jeans.