Needs

It was kind of a nasty bar, in an equally nasty neighborhood, with its dark interior, sticky floor and the scent of beer and sweat in the air, but she liked it here, they don’t judge you in bars like this. When she walked in, most men inside didn’t even look up and the three women tried to ignore her. She fit right in, with her jeans skirt, black tank top and black boots. She didn’t bother to do anything with her hair, so it was hanging straight down, almost touching her shoulders. Walking over to the bar she sat down on a barstool, motioning the barkeeper. “What can I get you?” he asked, as he walked towards her. “I’ll have a beer and a shot of Tequila” she answered. Not in the least bit surprised, he bent down to get a bottle of beer from the fridge. He put it in front of her and turned around to get the Tequila. She raised her eyebrows when he put down two shot glasses. He filled them both and put down the bottle. “I like it when a woman can hold down her liquor” and he lifted one glass. When she lifted hers, she smiled and said “Well, then you’re gonna love me. Bottom’s up”. She tilted her head back and drank it in one go. At least her alcoholic ex taught her how to drink, she thought to herself, and she pinched her eyes closed. He smiled and walked back to the other end of the bar.

She casually leaned an arm on the bar and looked around. Three men playing cards in the corner, two leaning against a pool table, holding pool cues but not playing, as there were no balls on the table. Two woman, probably their girlfriends, watching them. In the other corner a man and woman sat at a table, looking like they were in a serious conversation. She turned back and took a gulp from her beer. Looking at the bar again, she noticed five guys, just sitting there, slightly hunched over the bar, clearly drunk. The barkeeper was talking to a sixth man at the end of the bar. She took another drink from her beer and looked at the wall behind the bar. A few photos, taken from customers having fun, a liquor license and an old postcard. And of course all different kinds of bottles of alcohol. She was concentrating on trying to read the labels on the bottles when a man’s voice startled her.

“Anyone sitting here?” she heard him ask. Without looking up, she shook her head. “I’ll have what she’s having” he said when the barkeeper walked up. She looked up at the barkeeper who winked at her as he asked “including the shot of Tequila?”. If they thought he’d be surprised, they were wrong. “Only if she joins me” he said immediately. When she turned to look at him, she could see he had a faint smile on his face. His dark eyes bored into hers, as he tilted his head and lifted his eyebrows. “Sure” she said and a moment later,  again two shots of Tequila were in front of her. She picked up her shot, and looked at him when she mouthed ‘cheers’. He smiled, nodded slightly and did what she did; drink it in one go. They put down the empty glasses but didn’t break eye contact. For a long time they just stared at each other. Hungrily. She could see he hadn’t shaved for a few days and she wanted to touch his raw face, run her hands through his hair. Looking from his lips back to his eyes, she could feel her carnal attraction grow. Damn, she wanted him, and she wanted him now.

His hand slowly reached up to hold her chin between his thumb and index finger as he came closer to whisper, his eyes still capturing hers “You want to go outside or go to the bathroom? I have to warn you though, the bathroom is awful here.” He saw the shock in her eyes and quickly added “Oh come on, I can smell your arousal. Don’t play hard to get. You know you want this too.” To put some extra power behind his words he let his tongue softly slide over her upper lip. A soft moan escaped from her and he smiled. “See?” She pulled back and forced her hand to bring the beer bottle to her mouth. He still didn’t break their eye contact when he reached for his own bottle and took a big gulp. “I’ll give you a minute to think about it. When I get back, you either follow me, or you don’t. Once I walk out the door, I won’t come back.” and he left to the bathroom.

Blinking her eyes a few times, she tried to focus again. What the fuck just happened here? She looked around and caught the barkeeper looking at her. He raised his eyebrows and gave her slight smile and a thumbs up, as if to ask ‘are you okay?’. She regained her pose and nodded at him, smiling. She knew what to do now and drank the last of her beer. “What do I owe you?” she called at the barkeeper, but he shook his head and waved his hand. She was feeling bold and blew him a kiss and mouthed ‘thanks’. She stood up and walked out the bar.

When he came back from the bathroom, he immediately noticed the empty barstool. She didn’t go to the bathroom, he would have seen that. There was no separate bathroom for ladies, that’s why he said it was awful. So where did she go? He looked at the barkeeper, but all he did was smile and shrug as he walked towards him. “She left you hanging, didn’t she?” he joked. “I guess so” he shrugged, but he couldn’t hide his disappointment. “Any idea where she went?” he tried. “Not a clue, buddy” the barkeeper answered. “You owe me ten bucks though.” When he saw him looking questioningly, he added with a smile “I assume you’re paying for the lady?” Of course, he thought sarcastically, as he reached for his wallet. He put the ten bucks on the bar, nodded at the barkeeper and walked out the door.

“Took you long enough” he heard a woman say, as he stepped outside. He narrowed his eyes and saw a female figure in the darkness, slowly walking to the alley next to the building. He smiled to himself and followed her, into the darkness. When he turned the corner, there was a dim light coming through the high dirty windows, and he could see her leaning against the wall. He walked over to her and stopped so close to her, their noses were almost touching. Before she could say anything he silenced her by putting his lips on hers, demanding them to open by forcing his tongue in. She moaned a little, but complied willingly. She was as eager as he was. Her hands were on his chest, but he took them and held them above her head. He stepped closer, pressing his lower body against hers, so she could feel his hard cock. Taking both of her hands in his right, he let his left hand slowly slide down to her breast.

He moaned in approval when he discovered she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her breath hitched and she pushed her breast forward. He felt her nipple harden under his touch. He pinched it and pulled a little before releasing it, sliding over to her other breast. Their tongues never broke contact as he hardened the other nipple too. She tried to release one hand, she really wanted to touch his hard cock. When he let her left hand go, she immediately reached down and found what she was looking for. Stroking it through his jeans was all she could do at this point as he was standing so close. His hand now slid down and back up under her top. By shuffling back and releasing her other hand a little he gave her a little more room to open his pants.

Once open his cock sprang free in her hand. She slowly moved up and down and felt it grow even bigger. He groaned against her mouth and pulled back, his right hand still above her head against the wall. When he looked down at her she could sense what he wanted her to do. She released his cock and put her hands on his face. It felt exactly like she thought; nice and rough. Pulling him a little closer she put a kiss on his lips, smiled a little and let go of his face, placing her hands on his chest again. Her lips followed her hands and slowly she sank down to her knees.

Taking his cock in her hand she looked looked up, seeing him parting his lips. He closed his eyes and let out an ‘aahhh’ when she let her tongue trace his base up and down. She took his cock in her mouth as far as she could and sucked it. Nice and slow at first but, feeling his hands on her head, pushing, she could feel him getting harder and harder, so she tried to get it deeper into her mouth. What felt like an eternity later, he stopped her by pulling her up  by her hair.

When she was on her feet again, he grabbed her skirt and pulled it up until it was around her waist. Hooking his thumbs under her thong, he pulled it down, getting on his knees to help her step out of it. On his way back up he let his tongue touch her throbbing clit, softly kissing and licking it. She could taste herself on him when he came all the way back up to kiss her. Before she knew it he lifted her up and she had to put her legs around his waist.

She felt him position himself and he looked at her, to ask permission. To answer his unspoken question she put her lips on his and breathed “Fuck me”. Smiling softly against her lips he pushed her against the wall to steady them. With her feet she urged his pelvis to push forward, while she tried to lower herself on him. His arms hooked her from the back to hold her shoulders and he pushed her down. He entered her in one swift motion.

He pushed her harder against the wall, holding her hips, and her body responded by clenching every muscle in her legs to make him go deeper. “I’m almost coming” she said a few  minutes later, a little louder than she wanted and he groaned against her mouth “Me too”. Building up to their orgasms, he let go of her hips and put his hands on the wall beside her head. “Don’t scream when you come” he threatened in whispers, and he thrust deep inside her one last time. He threw his head back to give the last push some extra power and a growl escaped his lips. Simultaneously, she clenched her teeth together to keep quiet but a soft sound did come out. She went limp and his arms were around her to keep her from sliding to the floor.

“At least in the bathroom, we could have sat down now” she said, smiling. He snorted. “Trust me, you don’t want to sit down there, not unless you really have to”. “I think I really have to now” she sighed. “I got you” he said and held her close. She folded her arms around his neck and whispered “I know. You always do” They stood there for a while, until both their hearts calmed down again. He put her down on her feet again and they silently re-arranged their clothes again. “Tell me” he said when he held her thong in front of her “do I finally get to keep this, and you….?”

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