I’ve always read your incredible stories of love and lust, and thought maybe I should write in and tell you about mine.

It happened about a month ago, when I was sitting at a table in a bar, drinking margaritas. I was there with a friend and her boyfriend, and they were dancing. I watched them for a while, then looked toward a nearby table and noticed this gorgeous guy with blond hair and blue eyes. As luck would have it, he was sitting alone. The way his shirt clung to his muscular chest made me want to jump him right then and there, rip his clothes off, and fuck him on the table.

Opting for a more subtle approach, I leaned over and asked if I could buy him a drink. He smiled, grabbed his beer, and slid into the chair next to mine. I told him my name was Sharon and he told me his name was Angelo. He declined the drink, and suggested a walk instead. The noise was much too loud to get a good conversation going, so we went out to the parking lot.

“Well, why are you sitting alone?” I asked him.

“I’m supposed to meet some friends,” he said, putting his right hand on the wall above my shoulder, leaning closer to me. “And you?”

I could smell a little of his cologne lingering in the warm night air, and couldn’t restrain myself anymore. Staring into his eyes, I came close and kissed him passionately, practically shoving my tongue down his throat. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me tight to his body. I ran my hands up and down his back, wanting so badly to be naked next to him — to feel the heat of his bare body pressing against mine. He lifted my right leg up to wrap around his waist and slid his hand under my flimsy black skirt. I felt his hand slip under my panties and firmly grasp my ass. It was obvious that both of us wanted the same thing.

Suddenly we were hit by the headlights of an approaching car, and Angelo pulled away. We watched until the car parked and a couple got out and went into the bar. Then Angelo said, “Do you feel like going somewhere else?”

“What did you have in mind?” I purred.

“My roommate is away for a few days. How about my place?” he asked.

I have a rule about not going anywhere with guys I’ve just met, but everything felt so right. And after all, I was the one who had been putting the moves on him. After I accepted the invitation, I went inside to tell my friends I was continuing my night elsewhere, then returned to Angelo and jumped into his car. It turned out Angelo lived on the other side of town, not far from me. All during the drive my panties grew wetter and wetter with anticipation. Although we behaved ourselves in the car, it was a different story once we reached the apartment. From the second he closed the door we were all over each other, ripping off each other’s clothes, leaving a trail all the way to the bedroom. I couldn’t get enough of his tongue in my mouth or his hands all over my body.

By the time we reached the bed I was soaking wet. I watched as he slowly pulled off his boxers, revealing a rock-hard dick. I lay back on the bed as he crawled toward me. He ran his hands up my inner thighs and across my hips to my panties, then pulled off my panties. He lifted me up to straddle his lap and rub his big cock between my pussy lips. I could tell he was teasing me now, because he wouldn’t stick it in yet. I sat on his lap as he gently reached around, unhooked my bra, and released it to reveal my full breasts and hard nipples. He pushed my long brown hair aside and rubbed my nipples against his chest softly. He pinched and played with them between two fingers before leaning forward and taking them into his mouth, teasing them with his tongue, licking in a circular motion.

I was dripping wet as Angelo began kissing his way down my stomach. I wanted his tongue in my pussy so badly I couldn’t help but let out soft sighs of pleasure. He pushed open my legs and buried his tongue there, pulling apart the lips with his fingers. I reached down and pulled his head deeper into my cunt as he sucked and tongued me. I began to move my hips around, trying to fuck his tongue. It felt so good I began to moan louder and louder.

Angelo leaned back and looked at me, keeping my legs spread wide. I looked down at him as he gently massaged my pussy. Then he slid two fingers in, making me arch my back in excitement.

“Do you want it?” he asked, pulling the fingers halfway out.

“Yes!” I moaned.

He wriggled his fingers a bit, teasing me some more. “Tell me again,” he said. “Do you want it?”

“I want it! I want it!” I gasped.

He turned me over onto my hands and knees and pushed my legs farther apart with his knees. He guided his cock into my wet pussy, making me groan in ecstasy, and started fucking me in a slow, rhythmic motion. I grabbed a pillow to hold on to as he rammed into me over and over. I groaned louder because it felt so good. He was just the right size.

Without any warning he suddenly stopped moving. “Do you like it?” he asked.

“Yes, I like it.”

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“Say it!” Angelo growled as he pulled out of me.

I turned around on my knees to face him. Enough was enough. “I want you to fuck me,” I said. “I want your cock.”

He pushed me onto my back and raised my ankles up by my head. He pumped himself into me, over and over, again and again. We were both making noises now as his pace got faster and his thrusts harder. The sweat dripped off his chest as he jammed his big cock inside me more and more. I was clinging to the blankets beneath me with both hands.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I screamed. “Give it to me!”

“You want it?” he exclaimed, on the verge of climaxing.

Angelo pulled out and shot spunk all over my stomach. I scooped up as much as I could with my fingers and licked them clean. Then he fell back on the bed as I got up to retrieve my clothes. He offered me a ride back to the bar, but I was so full of energy I decided to walk home instead. I never saw him again, but I’ll never forget him.