Last night, I went out for a drink with my friend Amy.

I was trying to hold up my end of the conversation, but the new bartender — a guy I’d never seen before — distracted me as he moved back and forth behind the bar. He was tall, muscular, and dressed in black. He had the best ass I’d seen in a long time; I couldn’t wait to take him for a ride. Amy knew me well enough to know exactly what was going on in my dirty little mind. I licked my lips. I just knew by the way he swaggered that he’d be a good fuck.

Just then, our friend Sam walked in, waved at the bartender, and sat down with us. “Your friend the bartender is pretty hot,” I told him.

“Brad is easy,” he said. I was a little surprised when Sam called him over and said a few words to him. Within minutes, Brad was sitting next to me and I was sizing him up at close range. I could feel my panties getting wet. Fortunately, his shift had just ended.

It wasn’t long before Amy, Sam, Brad, and I went back to my house. We joked around, and I showed them some naked photos I’d done. When Brad stood up, I could see his hard-on through his pants, and I could tell he had a cock that would not disappoint.

I also flirted with Sam a little bit. I’d wanted to fuck him, too, but I knew what my priorities were that night. Amy and I told the boys stories of our recent make-out session. They wanted to see, but we were having too much fun teasing them. And besides, I wanted Brad to myself. When Amy and Sam went into the kitchen, Brad stole a kiss. I wanted that tongue all over me!

We quickly ushered Amy and Sam out and bid them goodnight. Finally, I was going to see what was in those tight black pants. Brad moved his tongue along my lips. I grabbed his back and rolled my pelvis into his. He nuzzled the most sensitive spot on my neck. He pulled up my shirt and began fondling my tits, leaving my hands free to move down to my wet and ready pussy. He buried his face into my breasts. At first I tried to keep the noise down for the sake of my neighbors, but I soon gave up. Everything he was doing felt so good that I could no longer hold back my moans of pleasure.

I was crying out with joy, and Brad was growling like a beast as he sucked my nipples. I couldn’t take anymore. I pushed him onto his back and opened his pants as fast as I could. Oh, dear God, his cock was long, thick, hard, and ready! I moved down on it with my mouth.

I sucked hard on the smooth tip. He was moaning, pushing his pelvis toward me to get me to take him all the way in. I could feel myself getting wetter. My panties were soaked, and my juices were starting to run down my legs. I licked up and down and around his fat cock, clawing at his thighs. His cock stayed hard and eager.

Finally, he sat up and pushed me down. Within seconds, he’d stripped himself naked and had me out of my clothes. I was like putty in his hands. He pushed my legs open and brought his mouth down to suck on my swollen clit. I cried out as he tormented me with his tongue. I couldn’t take it much longer. I pulled him up and told him what I wanted and how I wanted him to do it. He gave me an intense look, then rammed his massive cock into me.

With all the ramming and slamming, screaming and growling, I doubt the neighbors got much sleep that night. We were body-knocking so hard that my clit was getting plenty of attention, the constant friction sending surges of pleasure through me.

I held my legs back as he pounded me toward ecstasy. When I couldn’t take the banging anymore I exploded, my pussy contracting onto that fat cock of his. After I came, there was this incredible feeling as he continued fucking me. It’s nearly impossible for me to put into words, but I just love it when I come first, so I can enjoy my release and then savor the intensity of his.

I was squeezing my nipples when he pulled out and came all over my chest and belly. I rubbed it in and enjoyed the cool feeling as the air hit my wet tits. Brad sure didn’t let me down.

We actually fucked three more times before he headed home. Hopefully, I haven’t seen the last of his cock. Until then, I have my sore and swollen cunt as a sweet reminder.