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Sunday, after work, I went to the bar alone. I always show up alone. It’s OK though, because my friends are already there when I arrive.
That night I was in need of some extra attention. I felt sexy in my short black slip dress and no panties or bra underneath, but I wanted somebody to affirm that feeling. I guess that’s what I was looking for when I walked through the door, doing my best to stand tall and confident.
It must’ve worked because I hadn’t been at the bar for more than ten minutes when a guy walked up to me and said, “I was bet five bucks by my friend that I wouldn’t ask you if I could finger your clit.”
I admit to being caught off guard and answered quickly, “I’m a bit more picky then that.”
“Hey, OK, at least I asked.” He sauntered off to his group of friends who had been watching.
I turned back to my friend Devin, who I had been talking to. “Can you believe that?”
He responded, grinning from ear to ear, “Sure, Tamara, you look hot tonight. Of course you always look hot.”
“I don’t know whether to be offended or aroused.”
“Just enjoy the feeling that you know you are turning heads. And I don’t just mean the ones on their shoulders.”
I laughed and felt a small tickle of moisture leak from my nether lips.
Devin looked at me, almost glared, his green eyes intense. I suddenly knew he desired me as well and that increased the tickling flow of juices, almost making me wish I had worn panties to sop up the wetness.
Throughout the rest of the evening I mingled with friends, mostly men. Many of them hugging me and sliding their hands down the sides of my dress. Some were bold enough to ask if I was wearing any panties and exclaiming it was very sexy when I answered simply, “No.”
My heartbeat would pick up a pace when Devin and I would exchange glances. Each time it was as if we were keeping track of each other and saying, “Don’t you dare leave without me knowing.”
When the lights came on, at 2a.m. and the bar tenders started shooing everyone out the door, I caught Devin’s eye, then turned and walked toward the door. I trusted that he would follow, no words needed. As I stepped out into the night, I felt a few raindrops on my bare shoulders and then Devin’s hands on my arms and his hot breathe in my ear. “I’ll walk you to your car.”
My car was parked only a few steps away. Once there, he let himself into the passenger side. I got into the drivers seat. Not wanting to make any direct assumptions, I said, “I guess I’m taking you home.” I put a small lilt on the word ‘home’ to make it a question also.
“Or we could go somewhere else,” he said, nonchalantly.
I left the parking lot and began driving, not know where I was going.
Devin continued talking. “You know, Tamara, when we first met I wasn’t really attracted to you.”
I looked at him.
“Wait, now hear me out,’ he quickly went on. “As I got to know you, it was the way you carried yourself that attracted me to you.”
“The way I carried myself?”
“Yeah, the way you walked with confidence and charisma and yet you were and have always been willing to be nice to everyone. It was the way you came into work and told me what was going on in your life. I mean when we first met it felt like we caught up on our entire lives before we even knew each other’s last names.”
“I know,” I interjected. “I just remember the first day I saw you, I thought to myself, ‘I’m going to get to know him better.’”
While we talked an underlying energy was speaking as well. It was whispering our desires to each other and building the sexual energy between us. Even though we still hadn’t expressed our feelings to each other, out loud, I think we both knew what we wanted. Finally I knew I had to find a place to stop.
Luckily a park was nearby. I pulled into the darkest corner of the parking lot. I’d barely stopped the car when Devin reached across and turned the key to off.
A moment of silence ticked by then he exclaimed in a hushed tone, “Wow, the rain is coming down in buckets.”
I didn’t know what to say as the nervous chatter had died and I was subdued into an ‘I’m ready for what’s next’ feeling.
I felt I needed to say something, so I started to say, “Yeah, we could-“
He leaned across the car and with his fingers lightly nudged my chin toward him, planting a soft and tender kiss on my lips. He pulled back slightly. “I’m sorry, you were saying.” He raised one eyebrow.
“Um…I was…”
He kissed me again, this time slipping his tongue into my mouth.
I turned in my seat and drew my right leg up so I could lean toward him.
“You haven’t finished what your were saying.” His eyes danced as he looked at me.
“I know.”
We stared at each other for what seemed like several minutes.
“It’s quiet,” I said.
“Except for the rain.”
“Does the silences scare you?” I smiled.
“No, you?”
“No.”
He glanced down. “Oh, look at that. You lift your leg up and your pussy comes out to say ‘hello’.”
I looked down to see that I was fully exposed. My nether lips swelled and aching for his touch. Looking back at him, I said, “Yeah, and my kitty loves to be played with.”
“Like this?” Devin ran two fingers through my cunt and I heard the slick sounds of my juices moistening them.
All I could muster was, “Uh-huh.”
“How ‘bout getting wet? Does this pussy like to get wet?”
“Oh yes.”
“Then lets get wet!” Devin withdrew his hand and jumped out of the car.
I sat in astonishment for a moment, then got out of the car and followed him.
He grabbed my hand and led me to the grass. Our clothes were soaked through within five seconds.
He slicked my dripping hair from my face and kissed me deep as the rain pounded all around us.
Pools of water were collecting on the sidewalk where it was cracked and uneven.
Devin pulled me to the ground and held me tight in his arms. I spread my legs open so he could slip three fingers into my warm hole and pump them in and out. I started to unclasp his belt, but he said, “If you just undo the zipper it’ll be right there.”
“Anxious, are you?” I laughed.
“If you only knew.”
I ignored his plea for me to go straight for his goods and undid his belt, button and zipper quickly. I shoved his pants down harshly and found his cock, solid, long, already seeping pre-cum. “Oh God, I want you to fuck me with this rod!”
“You going to come for me?” He pressed and rolled his fingers on my clit as I played with the underside of his balls.
“Uh…Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck.”
“Come for me…I want to put my cock in your hot pussy and push it. Push it deep within you,” he growled.
“Oh yes, please do it!”
“You’re so fucking sexy. How’s it feel?”
“Good…great…wonderful…oh yeah, right there.” Two fingers fucked me while his thumb rubbed my nub.
Our soaked bodies slipped and writhed on the lawn. The raindrops, coming down in the same size as marbles, spattered against our skin.
“Are you close?”
“Yes,” I managed to say before he pressed his lips hard on mine then moved down to my pussy. Using his tongue he lapped the juices that had mixed with the rain.
I came, crashing, falling into an ocean of chills, ripples and pounding waves of vibrations like a Hawaiian waterfall. My body shook, my arms tightened and my fingers dug into his back.
“Devin! Oh God! Devin!” I shouted over the poring rain. “Fuck me!”
He rolled on top of me and pushed his cock into my steaming wet cunt. Thrusting slowly at first, he pulled almost all the way out, then plunged in again. Each time he pressed into me harder and faster than the last.
Suddenly his hot liquid was flooding my insides the way the rain as flooding the world around us. With his face buried in my neck I heard a deep groan escape his lips. He continued to slowly withdraw his penis then push it in again until he lost all of his strength and relaxed heavily on top of me.
We lay there for who knows how long, listening to the rain. It was as though the rain participated in our torrid display of affection, for now it had subsided to a light drizzle.
Devin lifted his head, looking at me with a soft smile on his lips and a glitter in his eyes. A stream of water dripped off his nose and chin onto my lips. He lightly licked the water from my mouth. “That was great. Thank you.”
I returned a smile, feeling a warm glow within. With a sigh I said, “Thank you.”
