I had been crushing on Hank, a bartender at my favorite hangout, for more than a year.

Last week, I finally gave in to my growing lust and slipped him my phone number. A few days later, he called, saying he wanted to take me to dinner.

Hank picked me up the following night and we went to a small, dimly lit bistro. We had a great time, with me flirting my ass off, and Hank loving it. By the time we finished eating, the air was thick with sexual tension. I wasn’t surprised when he invited me back to his place.

In the parking lot, he pulled me toward him and kissed me — softly at first, then with mounting passion. I pressed into him and felt the thick ridge of his cock against my mound. Things were getting hot and heavy until the spell was broken by the sound of another car’s door closing. We got into his car and headed for his place. Along the way, I gently stroked his cock through his pants, getting him so worked up that he could barely keep his eyes on the road.

As soon as we got in the door, we started making out again and he guided me to the couch. Hank unbuttoned my blouse, unhooked my bra, and ran his fingers over my aching nipples. He kissed me once more before leading me into the bedroom.

He helped me out of the rest of my clothes and kissed me all over, licking and sucking my sensitive nipples before making his way down my belly and thighs, then back up to my soaked pussy. He started licking my inner thighs and tickling my skin with his tongue. Then he stopped to sample my pussy, lapping at my clit until I just about lost it. At the same time he fingered my juicy cunt, making me moan and squirm as I came again and again.

Now it was his turn. I eased Hank onto his back, planting kisses all over him, working my way down his torso, but stopping inches from his cock. Teasingly, I brushed my fingers and tongue over his cock and balls, making him groan. I slowly licked around the head, savoring the taste of pre-come that oozed from the tip. Pressing my lips tightly around his cock, I pumped him with one hand while tickling his balls with the other. His cock was so hard that I knew he was ready to fuck. So was I.

I straddled Hank’s hips and slowly lowered my pussy onto his cock, savoring the sensation of being filled to the max. It was pure heaven! I started doing a slow grind, rotating my pelvis in a circular motion, but he was beyond that. He grabbed my hips and began raising me up and down — hard. I quickly got with the program and rode him like he wanted me to — hard and deep — while he talked dirty to me. I fell forward onto his chest, rolled over so I lay on my back next to him, and told him to get on top. He lifted my legs onto his shoulders and teased me by rubbing his cock up and down my soaking-wet pussy. When he finally thrust his cock into my dripping hole, I had an instant, mind-bending orgasm. Fucking Hank was like nothing I’d ever experienced.

After I had finished screaming with delight, I took his face in my hands. When I kissed him, I tasted myself on his lips. I loved it so much, I had to have more.

I went back to sucking Hank’s cock, but I wanted him inside me again. I told him to take me doggie-style. Once I was on my hands and knees, he drove his cock hard into me from behind. I was moaning so loud, I could only hope that the walls of the condo were thick enough to muffle my enthusiasm.

When Hank said he was almost there, I turned around to face him so I could suck him off. Then I finally got my dessert. He came so hard and for so long, I thought he’d never stop. What a man! Hank pulled me down on top of his chest. Spent, we both fell asleep.

In the morning, we showered, but that only made us horny again. I ended up indulging in another sex-filled encounter with my new lover all the next day and night.