A particularly lucky summer night
This story is a true experience that happened to me one summer evening some years ago.
I had a good friend named Paul who was going through a divorce. As some people do when a part of their life is falling apart, Paul decided to fill that part of his life with having fun. He would often call me up to go out to a bar or some other diversion, and one summer night we drove out into the country in Paul's pickup truck, and we eventually found a fairly large bar with a big parking lot near the edge of a small town. We decided we'd stop in and have a drink or two, so we drove into the parking lot. As we were slowly driving in the parking lot looking of a convenient parking place, we met a car going the opposite direction with the windows open. We could see an attractive, smiling young woman through the open window of the car as we passed and Paul said "hi!". The smiling young woman said "hi!" back to him, and he looked at me with a look of pleased anticipation of the possibilities for the evening!
We were both in our late 20s, not bad looking guys, but Paul was the outgoing type who met people and made friends quickly while I was more of a shy introvert. We entered the establishment and made our way to the bar and ordered drinks. The atmosphere and the people seemed generally friendly, and there was a large dance floor and lots of activity.
Another thing about me; Along with being rather shy and quiet, I hate to dance! I know it's one of the best ways for boys to meet girls and for young men to meet young women, but I seriously do hate to dance… so I don't do it, and I normally don't go to places where one is expected to dance. I was just hanging out with a friend who was going through a divorce and needed some company, so that's how I ended up there, and I was content to sit at the bar, avoid the dance floor and quietly chat with a few people at the bar while Paul set about having fun and meeting women. As it turned out, the cute young lady that said "hi!" from the open window of the car in the parking lot was in the bar. I'll call her Cindy. She was with a friend, another very good looking young woman that I'll call Joyce. Cindy was obviously there to dance, and obviously loved dancing. She was on the dance floor as much as she could manage, always smiling her dimpled smile and always seeming to have a great time. She was looking good! Cute with short brown hair, and those dimples when she smiled, which was most of the time. She also had a good figure with good sized tits, a full ass and thighs that looked good in her tight jeans. She was curvy, and she had the attention of lots of guys on the dance floor and seemed to enjoy it. Paul had gotten acquainted with her friend Joyce, and the two of them seemed to be destined for possible later activates other than dancing. I sat at the bar, and as will happen sometimes, I ended up catching the attention of an older, drunken women that seemed rather desperate. A "bar fly". I was not interested in her advances, and I was not interested in rejecting her persistent advances, so since it was getting late anyway, I decided to escape when I had a chance. I told Paul I was heading out to the truck and I left the bar and went out and sat and waited in the parking lot. I saw the woman I was trying to avoid come out of the door and look around, but I was safely out of sight.
Eventually, I saw Paul emerge from the door of the bar and I wasn't too surprised to see that he was not alone. I was surprised, however, that it was not joyce that was with him, although they had looked so "together" in the bar. Instead, it was Cindy who walked to the truck with Paul. They got in, Cindy in the middle between Paul and me, and we drove out of the parking lot. At this point, I realized I was only along for the ride and was feeling a little like a third wheel, but I had nowhere to go, and so the adventure continued. I had no idea where we might be going as we drove out of the parking lot. We began to just drive around, and Cindy filled us in on her situation. Joyce was her good friend whom she was visiting, and she was not only visiting from out of town but she was from another state. She said she visited regularly and loved to go out and dance. She also said that she was married, and implied that she also visited to get away from her husband from time to time. She repeated, and emphasized, that she was married, but she followed it up by saying "anyone that messes with this girl knows she's married!". That obviously left the door open for possibilities! As we drove along a country road, Paul suddenly remembered he had to meet someone early in the morning and turned the pickup toward home. Cindy didn't seem to be bothered by the situation at all, and in fact laughed and seemed to consider it an adventure being taken away by a couple of strangers in a pickup truck. Eventually, I felt her hand on my thigh as we rode along the dark country road, and I realized that perhaps things were not as they seemed to me when Paul and Cindy left the bar together. By the time we got to Paul's house, where my evening had started, and where I had left my car, it had become obvious to me that Cindy was ready for some one on one with me! It was daylight by this time, and it had been a long night! Paul dropped Cindy and me off at his house and left to meet whoever it was that he was supposed to meet with the agreement that I would give Cindy a ride back to where she was staying. Cindy and I headed to the large, sectional couch in the living room where we wasted little time in starting to get better acquainted!
It was occurring to me just how unlikely this situation was! I go with a friend to a bar where he is making steady progress with a nice looking lady while I have to duck out of the bar to get away from a desperate older woman, then my buddy brings a different fine looking woman with him when he leaves the bar and drops me and her off at his house… and then leaves us there! So here I am, with the attractive girl from the bar, the one all the guys were wanting to dance with and make progress with, the one with the great figure, tight jeans and the smiling face, getting naked on Paul's couch… and I didn't even put forth any effort! No complaints from me! Sometimes we just luck out, I guess!
When we had Cindy's top and bra off and out of the way, I began caressing and sucking her large, soft, somewhat pendulous tits. They were big and pretty, but not high and firm as I thought they might be from the way she looked in her clothes on the dance floor. With her jeans and panties off I discovered that, Instead of having the firm, tight athletic body I expected from someone who danced so much, Cindy was a little softer than that. Her tits were nice, big, sexy and pretty, just not firm and high like I had thought they might be, and her ass wasn't as firm and tight as I expected from the way it looked in her tight jeans either. Instead, she had some softness to her, almost but not quite "cottage cheese", but full and sexy! She was voluptuous, curvy, soft and sexy, and she was naked with me on Paul's couch.
We made out for a while and I eventually got between her legs in the missionary position where I could rub my dick on her pussy as we continued to make out. I found her pussy to be very wet, hot and ready, and she spread and lifted her legs to let my hard dick in. I entered her pussy and we fucked on the couch for a long time. When I finally shot my load in her pussy I was ready for a nap, but Cindy got up from the couch and got dressed saying she needed to go back to Joyce's house soon. I could understand that, but I was tired and felt like a nap. She didn't rush me and we talked for a while, she wearing her clothes and me naked under a blanket on the couch. In a little while, she got up from where she was sitting, slowly moved toward me, lifted to cover off of me and started sucking my dick! She got me hard again and gave me a long slow blowjob. It hadn't been long since I had cum in her pussy, so it was taking a long time as I lay back and enjoyed her sucking my hard dick. I began to be slightly worried that it was taking too long and that she would quit sucking me before I came in her mouth, so I reached down with my hand, grabbed my dick and started stroking it. She continued to suck me as I stroked my dick, jacking off in her mouth, until I felt my orgasm building. When I was at the point of no return I took my hand away and let her suck me until I started to cum. She continued to suck as my orgasm progressed and my hard dick pulsated and spurted cum into her mouth. She swallowed my load the looked up at me and smiled that cute dimpled smile.
All good things must come to an end, and after giving her a ride back to Joyce's house and then driving home, I was really tired, but I was also well satisfied as I went to sleep wondering how a shy guy who doesn't dance can leave a bar to escape a bar fly and still end up fucking one of the best looking women from the dance floor! It was one of the luckiest highest of my life!
I had a good friend named Paul who was going through a divorce. As some people do when a part of their life is falling apart, Paul decided to fill that part of his life with having fun. He would often call me up to go out to a bar or some other diversion, and one summer night we drove out into the country in Paul's pickup truck, and we eventually found a fairly large bar with a big parking lot near the edge of a small town. We decided we'd stop in and have a drink or two, so we drove into the parking lot. As we were slowly driving in the parking lot looking of a convenient parking place, we met a car going the opposite direction with the windows open. We could see an attractive, smiling young woman through the open window of the car as we passed and Paul said "hi!". The smiling young woman said "hi!" back to him, and he looked at me with a look of pleased anticipation of the possibilities for the evening!
We were both in our late 20s, not bad looking guys, but Paul was the outgoing type who met people and made friends quickly while I was more of a shy introvert. We entered the establishment and made our way to the bar and ordered drinks. The atmosphere and the people seemed generally friendly, and there was a large dance floor and lots of activity.
Another thing about me; Along with being rather shy and quiet, I hate to dance! I know it's one of the best ways for boys to meet girls and for young men to meet young women, but I seriously do hate to dance… so I don't do it, and I normally don't go to places where one is expected to dance. I was just hanging out with a friend who was going through a divorce and needed some company, so that's how I ended up there, and I was content to sit at the bar, avoid the dance floor and quietly chat with a few people at the bar while Paul set about having fun and meeting women. As it turned out, the cute young lady that said "hi!" from the open window of the car in the parking lot was in the bar. I'll call her Cindy. She was with a friend, another very good looking young woman that I'll call Joyce. Cindy was obviously there to dance, and obviously loved dancing. She was on the dance floor as much as she could manage, always smiling her dimpled smile and always seeming to have a great time. She was looking good! Cute with short brown hair, and those dimples when she smiled, which was most of the time. She also had a good figure with good sized tits, a full ass and thighs that looked good in her tight jeans. She was curvy, and she had the attention of lots of guys on the dance floor and seemed to enjoy it. Paul had gotten acquainted with her friend Joyce, and the two of them seemed to be destined for possible later activates other than dancing. I sat at the bar, and as will happen sometimes, I ended up catching the attention of an older, drunken women that seemed rather desperate. A "bar fly". I was not interested in her advances, and I was not interested in rejecting her persistent advances, so since it was getting late anyway, I decided to escape when I had a chance. I told Paul I was heading out to the truck and I left the bar and went out and sat and waited in the parking lot. I saw the woman I was trying to avoid come out of the door and look around, but I was safely out of sight.
Eventually, I saw Paul emerge from the door of the bar and I wasn't too surprised to see that he was not alone. I was surprised, however, that it was not joyce that was with him, although they had looked so "together" in the bar. Instead, it was Cindy who walked to the truck with Paul. They got in, Cindy in the middle between Paul and me, and we drove out of the parking lot. At this point, I realized I was only along for the ride and was feeling a little like a third wheel, but I had nowhere to go, and so the adventure continued. I had no idea where we might be going as we drove out of the parking lot. We began to just drive around, and Cindy filled us in on her situation. Joyce was her good friend whom she was visiting, and she was not only visiting from out of town but she was from another state. She said she visited regularly and loved to go out and dance. She also said that she was married, and implied that she also visited to get away from her husband from time to time. She repeated, and emphasized, that she was married, but she followed it up by saying "anyone that messes with this girl knows she's married!". That obviously left the door open for possibilities! As we drove along a country road, Paul suddenly remembered he had to meet someone early in the morning and turned the pickup toward home. Cindy didn't seem to be bothered by the situation at all, and in fact laughed and seemed to consider it an adventure being taken away by a couple of strangers in a pickup truck. Eventually, I felt her hand on my thigh as we rode along the dark country road, and I realized that perhaps things were not as they seemed to me when Paul and Cindy left the bar together. By the time we got to Paul's house, where my evening had started, and where I had left my car, it had become obvious to me that Cindy was ready for some one on one with me! It was daylight by this time, and it had been a long night! Paul dropped Cindy and me off at his house and left to meet whoever it was that he was supposed to meet with the agreement that I would give Cindy a ride back to where she was staying. Cindy and I headed to the large, sectional couch in the living room where we wasted little time in starting to get better acquainted!
It was occurring to me just how unlikely this situation was! I go with a friend to a bar where he is making steady progress with a nice looking lady while I have to duck out of the bar to get away from a desperate older woman, then my buddy brings a different fine looking woman with him when he leaves the bar and drops me and her off at his house… and then leaves us there! So here I am, with the attractive girl from the bar, the one all the guys were wanting to dance with and make progress with, the one with the great figure, tight jeans and the smiling face, getting naked on Paul's couch… and I didn't even put forth any effort! No complaints from me! Sometimes we just luck out, I guess!
When we had Cindy's top and bra off and out of the way, I began caressing and sucking her large, soft, somewhat pendulous tits. They were big and pretty, but not high and firm as I thought they might be from the way she looked in her clothes on the dance floor. With her jeans and panties off I discovered that, Instead of having the firm, tight athletic body I expected from someone who danced so much, Cindy was a little softer than that. Her tits were nice, big, sexy and pretty, just not firm and high like I had thought they might be, and her ass wasn't as firm and tight as I expected from the way it looked in her tight jeans either. Instead, she had some softness to her, almost but not quite "cottage cheese", but full and sexy! She was voluptuous, curvy, soft and sexy, and she was naked with me on Paul's couch.
We made out for a while and I eventually got between her legs in the missionary position where I could rub my dick on her pussy as we continued to make out. I found her pussy to be very wet, hot and ready, and she spread and lifted her legs to let my hard dick in. I entered her pussy and we fucked on the couch for a long time. When I finally shot my load in her pussy I was ready for a nap, but Cindy got up from the couch and got dressed saying she needed to go back to Joyce's house soon. I could understand that, but I was tired and felt like a nap. She didn't rush me and we talked for a while, she wearing her clothes and me naked under a blanket on the couch. In a little while, she got up from where she was sitting, slowly moved toward me, lifted to cover off of me and started sucking my dick! She got me hard again and gave me a long slow blowjob. It hadn't been long since I had cum in her pussy, so it was taking a long time as I lay back and enjoyed her sucking my hard dick. I began to be slightly worried that it was taking too long and that she would quit sucking me before I came in her mouth, so I reached down with my hand, grabbed my dick and started stroking it. She continued to suck me as I stroked my dick, jacking off in her mouth, until I felt my orgasm building. When I was at the point of no return I took my hand away and let her suck me until I started to cum. She continued to suck as my orgasm progressed and my hard dick pulsated and spurted cum into her mouth. She swallowed my load the looked up at me and smiled that cute dimpled smile.
All good things must come to an end, and after giving her a ride back to Joyce's house and then driving home, I was really tired, but I was also well satisfied as I went to sleep wondering how a shy guy who doesn't dance can leave a bar to escape a bar fly and still end up fucking one of the best looking women from the dance floor! It was one of the luckiest highest of my life!
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