Stranger

I walked into the bar, like I have so many nights before, it was nothing new. I was wearing what I normally do: a pair of baggy jeans, boxer briefs (of course, I had my 8-inch strap-on, I always do), and a polo shirt. Only tonight when I walked in, there was something definitely special.

As I opened the door, something definitely caught my eye. After my eyes were adjusted to the light, I saw her. She was playing pool, going for a long shot. She had long, black hair and was wearing a pair of black, five inch pumps; a jean, pleated mini skirt that didn’t even cover her ass; and a black lace tank top, without a bra. She had her back to me and was bent over the pool table, legs spread about two feet apart, reaching for that shot. All I could see was her pretty pink pussy, and her cute little ass, peeking out from underneath her skirt.

I wasted no time in strolling up to her and making my acquaintance.

“How you doin’, Ma?” I asked as I slid my arm around her waist and she could feel my body touch her from behind.

She didn’t really say anything, but pushed her ass back into my pelvic area and moaned a little as she felt the bulge in my pants. I moved one hand down to reach under her skirt and toy with her already moist pussy; the other one massaged her breasts, every now and then stopping to gently squeeze her nipples. I lightly grazed my finger over her clit, teasing it, and moved down to her hole. Yeah, she was excited, she wanted it. I slid my middle finger in and out a few times, and then moved to her clit, to play with that.

“Mm…baby, your sexy little pussy feels so good in my hands.” I said as I stroked her clit and teased her even more.

She was still bent over the pool table, so I took my other arm and motioned for her to stand up. I started to walk her, still playing with her clit with one hand, and with the other, unzipping my pants and pulling my strap out, to a wall. When we were at the wall, I bent her up against it, and held both of her hands in mine against it.

While I had her up against the wall, I asked her, as I grinded my dick up against her, “You want this? Is this what you wanted?”

In a full-blown moan, “Aye, Papi,” she replied.

As I entered her, I whispered, “You want me to fuck you, Ma?”

I grabbed her hips for leverage, as she kept one hand placed over the other on the wall.

“Yes, fuck it, Papi. Deeper.” she moaned.

“You want it deep, baby? Think you can handle all this? I’m going to give it to you then…” I said as I continued to penetrate her, going deeper, to obey her command, giving her all 8 inches I had.

I pulled her hips to me to meet my thrusts, in order to go as deep as I possibly could.

“Oh! Yes, Papi!” She moaned, “Give it to me, baby! Fuck it harder. Fuck me like a naughty little girl…baby…tear that shit up, Papi!”

“Like a naughty little girl, huh?” I said, and I took one hand off her hip and slapped her ass, as I continued to go at it.

“Aye, Papi! Like that! Make me scream…” she moaned as she grinded on my dick.

“Mm…Damn Ma, you so fucking sexy.” I moaned as I went on, fucking her fierce, deep, and hard…all just like she wanted me to, and just like I wanted to do to her.

“Give it to me, Papi! Just like that! Don’t stop…oh baby!” She screamed as she scratched at the wall.

I felt her thighs start to quiver, and her knees became weak; she soon shook all over. I knew she had had one hell of an orgasm. Her knees almost gave out for a moment, but she recovered. She got off of me, straightened out her clothes, and walks off.

I stand there, in shock a little, before I realize, “Hey isn’t that the whole point of anonymous sex to begin with? To ‘get off and walk off’?” The only thing I have a problem with is I never saw her face. That is a little odd to me, but hey, whatever goes, right?

I walked up to the bar and got a drink, which is, after all, what I intended to do in the first place. I sat down at the bar and thought about my lovely little surprise ending to my day.