One Drink


Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Consensual, Heterosexual, True Story, Cheating, Safe Sex, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: "It's just one drink" he said, "What could it hurt"? I took his left hand and eased it down the front of my pants in the bar. He could feel how hot and wet she was. He rammed one of those penis size fingers up into her fire burning pussy.

I'm sitting at my computer, I'm hurt, lonely, and bored to tears and it's my weekend off. Then this IM comes popping up. "How are you"? He asked me. "Good how are you doing"? I typed back to him. "Are you busy"? He asked."No, just reading a story", I told him. "Are you doing anything tonight"? He asked me. "No", I said. "Would you like to go out for a drink"? He inquired. "No, I don't think I should", I said.

"Why not"? He wanted to know. " It's only one drink", he said. I sat and pondered for a few minutes, thinking of all the bad that's gone on in my relationship, and how I never did any wrong to that man. All the running around he did on me! I started getting pissed off and realizing that no matter what I say or do, there isn't anything I can think of that will change what once was a fantastic relationship.

"Ok, you twisted my arm, where would you like to go"? I asked. "Really"? He quickly responded. "I know a place". He said. "Ok, sounds great"! I told him. "Where should we meet"? I asked. "I'll pick you up about 7:30". He said. "Ok, see you then", I replied back. "What can one drink hurt"? I asked myself.

I've been sitting in this house for weeks, aside from working all the time, I do nothing, and I go nowhere, ever! I was really kind of excited because I was so fucking depressed and I really needed a night out and away from my home town where no one knew me, and I could just be myself.

I must say mind really started to playing with me, and I started thinking sexually. It's been a long time since I've had sex. Maybe this could be a night of wild passion, something that I really need. I turned off my computer and started to clean my house, you know the morning routine. But the whole time my mind was in the gutter.

I couldn't help it. I knew exactly what I wanted! I was just going out with him for "one drink", remember? And I really had no idea what his intentions were anyway, or if he even had an interest in me. A man spends most of his date wondering, wondering if he's going to get lucky or not, the woman? She already knows!

Time was drawing near; I can't believe how quickly this day flew by. I showered, put on my make-up and did my hair. What to wear for this guy, I thought to myself. I really didn't know what he liked, so I wore something simple. White paints and a blue shirt. Did I mention the twenty nine pounds I lost? I was really feeling good about myself and being naked was not going to be a problem for me, aside from the awesome tan I had gotten the day before.

I had erotic feelings dancing through my body! And horny as hell! My mouth was watering for sex! He picked me up right on time and off we went. "Where are we going"? I asked him. "About a half an hour away", he said. "Ok", I smiled and said. I must admit, it felt a little awkward at first, but I wasn't letting that ruin my night.

We pulled into a parking lot and got out of the car. He paid the parking lot attendant and took me by the hand as we crossed the street to a local bar. It was dark and quiet and only carried a few patrons. We sat down and ordered drinks. It was a much laid back place, which I enjoyed, no punks!

I have to tell you my thoughts were getting real sexual towards this guy. I hadn't eaten anything all day, so my buzz was coming on quickly. We kept staring at each other without words, but, if he could have read my dirty mind, we would have been in that hotel a lot sooner then we were. I knew it was the wrong thing to do, but when your heart's been stomped on so much, you just start to feel numb and you don't give a fuck anymore!

I leaned over and kissed him and I honestly don't think he was expecting that at all, because he looked at me like, "why are you kissing me"? I asked him if he was ok, and he said yes, with a nervous kind of giggle, and he told me, that I was one of the most beautiful women he's ever been out with. "Thank you", I said, and I kissed him again. I could feel his heart beating faster as our lips peeled apart.

You're such a sexy man, I thought to myself. And that was my green light to go! My dirty mind started to race, my body was burning with desire. The more I drank the more I wanted him. I was feeling good and hot! Remember, it's been a while since I've made any kind of love and that's no lie. Shockingly, he leaned over and started kissing me; his lips were warm and his breath so sweet.

I felt my pussy getting hotter. I was so fucking horny. His hands started to slide down towards my ass and he caressed me like I was a fragile piece of crystal. My God, you have no idea how fucking good that felt! We were a little far away from home and I told him he shouldn't drink too much because he had to drive.

"Don't worry about that", he said. "There's a hotel right across the street, we'll stay there tonight, ok"? "Really"? I whispered in his ear, as I slid my hot wet tongue all over it. "Oh yeah"! He whispered back. At this point I was soaking wet and horny? Ha! I wanted him to take me right there!

I started sucking those fat, delicious sensual lips of his, and dam did they taste good! Slowly and passionately, mmmmmmmmm! Is all I could think of. We started rubbing each other in the bar, every part of our bodies. I felt so incredibly good that someone actually wanted me! Dam! Did he make me feel like a queen!

I grabbed his left hand and stuck it down my pants, and his fingers, I tell you, were as big as a fucking penis! I could not believe it! A fucking penis! I don't think he could even believe what I was letting him do to me in a public entity, but I really didn't care what anyone had to say, and that's just me.

His penis size fingers started working their way into my hot, soaked pussy, which was throbbing immensely for him to just ram one of them up into her. I leaned my body up against his. I really didn't care who saw what he was doing to me. He started fingering me fast and hard I thought I was going to pass out right there in the bar, that's how amazing it felt!

I could only imagine that cock of his, slamming into my pussy on a big bed in the hotel. I thought I was going to explode right there in the bar! I made him stop, I really needed to go outside and have a smoke. That's how fucking good he was tearing my pussy up, "with just a finger"! I went outside and lit up a cigarette, and here he came, grabbing me from behind and kissing my neck, and gently squeezing my tits, that really turns me on.

I love any kind of touching, rubbing and kissing from behind. My body was burning; I didn't want to stay at the bar any longer. "Look across the street", he said, "a hotel", as he continued holding me and kissing my neck and face. "Ok, dirty boy", I said, let me call and see if they have any rooms available. "How do you know the number"? He asked me. "Its right up there on the sign", I said. I called the hotel and yes! Vacancy awaited us!

Now, I really didn't want to stay at the bar anymore. I turned around, smiled at him and he smiled right back. "Let's go", I told him. "Ok", he said. He knew, as well as I did that we were going to fuck and suck each other all night long. We went back inside the bar, finished our drinks, left a tip, and walked across the street to get "our" room.

We walked in the front door and up to the reception desk, "Hello", the little Indian man said, "Hello", we both replied. "How can I help you tonight?" "We need a room there Mr. Little"! I, being a buzzed wise ass, said to the little guy. But, he laughed it off. We paid the man and he handed us the key. Room number 8! My favorite number! Holy shit, I thought, this is going to be an excellent night!

My guy gave me a kiss and said he was going to get the car. I went across the street to a 24 hour store an got a coffee for the morning, screw it I thought, I need to wake up to my caffeine, I'll just heat it up in the microwave in the morning. When I got back from the store he was waiting for me by the hotel room door.

"Where did you go"? He asked me. "To the store across the street", I told him. I gave him the key and he led me into what would be one of the most passionate nights of my life! Can you imagine, at the age of 42 and still, have never made love like this? I had to use the bathroom, of course, when I came out he was waiting for me, and he grabbed me by the waist and started kissing me, I mean really kissing me, with those soft suction cup lips of his. "I want you, baby", he said. "I want you too", I told him.

His voice was very low and mono tone, and made me feel weak each time he whispered in my ear, sending chills up and down my spine. His beautiful blue eyes made me feel safe and comfortable. His lips were perfect and I imagined them sucking my out of control drenched pussy. He had the sexiest ass I'd ever seen or touched on a man, it wasn't too hard or too soft, with eye catching muscles in each round cheek. His legs, so strong and extremely sexy, he could probably kick like a mule! He's so hot!

His hair was dark in color, fairly long and soft like cotton. His arms were lean and tight when he made a muscle. He had a tan that made his skin feel like the most expensive silk you could buy. Talk was very spared between the two of us, from the moment I got into his car, until the moment I got out, we more or less gazed at each other all night long, using body language as a guide for our needs.

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