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My One Cliche HookupI was 20 at the time when I let some friends talk me into being their designated driver while they went out to a karaoke bar. I'm not much for karaoke, but I do enjoy watching drunk people try to sing. So on this particular occasion, I became a bar flower.I made myself comfortable on a bar stool, my legs crossed as a tapped a perfectly manicured fingernail against a glass of coke. I had a good spot in my stool, raised slightly above all the people at the tables in front of the stage. I could see the performers just fine from where I was and I was far enough away that whoever was on stage couldn't see my facial expressions as they tried to choke out the last few notes of Don't Stop Believing.My friends were already seated at a table and had been put on the list with their song choices when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I expected it to be some asshole telling me there was a two drink minimum or that I was sitting in his seat. I turned around and to my surprise, it was actually a young man, probably a year or two older than me. He had dark brown hair, slicked back into a pompadour and the bluest eyes I've ever seen in my life. He was tall and had dimples when he smiled and the straightest, most white teeth found in nature. He was dangerous and I felt nothing but lust from the moment I looked at him.He put his hand on the bar and leaned against it like he owned the place. *quot;Sorry to bother you, but that dress is... wow.*quot; He said as he eyed me from hair down to my glossy black pumps.I traced the rim of my glass, looking down for a istanbul escort moment with a devious smile before I met his eyes again. *quot;Thanks, I know.*quot; I commented about my nice, form-fitting, print dress, cut off just above my knees.He snickered and let his eyes trail over me one more time. *quot;I haven't seen you around before.*quot;I uncrossed my legs before I spoke, *quot;I don't get out much.*quot; I admitted.His eyes landed on my almost empty glass. *quot;What are you drinking?*quot; He asked and nodded toward my glass. *quot;I enjoy the small talk and that you're trying to schmooze and flatter me, but let's cut to the chase, do you wanna fuck me?*quot; I asked.He seemed to be quite taken aback by my forwardness but then he put his hand on my thigh and said, *quot;I like your style. I like your body and I'd like to lift up that tight little dress and fuck you.*quot;*quot;Then what the fuck are we still doing here?*quot; I took two dollar bills out of my wallet before I snapped it shut. I slid the bills under my empty glass for the bar tender. *quot;Then let's get out of here.*quot; He reached his hand out and took mine as I jumped down from the stool.We walked to the exit and stepped out into the cool night air. It was beautiful out, the moon was bright and it reflected off the lake as we scoped out the area for a nice place to fuck. If I had liked the guy, then the whole scene would have screamed romance with the big moon, the bar over looking the water and a nice sandy beach lit only by the night sky. But really, I didn't give a fuck about the guy, I'm not even sure I know his zonguldak escort name or if I ever knew it.He had his hand on my elbow as we looked for a place with a little privacy. He led me around the edge of the beach until we found bandshell. *quot;How about there?*quot; He suggested.I shook my head, *quot;No, there's a light on there and you can see it from the street.*quot; He seemed to agree so we kept walking until we found a shrub in full bloom next to a play park. He gestured to the shrub.*quot;Perfect,*quot; I decided. It had enough covering and was secluded enough where no one would end up walking by.We walked over to the bush and I bent over in front of him, wiggling my ass against his crotch. *quot;Wow, okay, you're really going for it.*quot;*quot;Yup, it's been a while.*quot; I stood back up and faced him before I dropped to my knees in front of him. *quot;I don't have any limits, what about you?*quot; I asked as I began to rub him through his jeans.His hips bucked a little and then he unzipped his pants. *quot;Not really I guess... You can do anything.*quot; He confirmed and then pushed his pants and boxers down.I didn't have any more questions so I began to suck, using my hand to cup his balls and my other hand settled on the side of his hip. I sucked hard and I heard him groaning as his cock quickly became fully erect in my mouth.He put his hand on my forehead and pushed me back. *quot;I gotta feel that pussy before I explode.*quot; He breathed and then knelt down in front of me. He pushed up my dress to above my hips and his hand slid down the front of my orange cotton thong. escort bayan I was already soaked, excited by the idea of fucking a stranger, and by the idea of fucking him in a public place.*quot;Oh shit...*quot; he whispered when he felt how wet my pussy was. He then rolled back from his knees onto his butt and the laid down, his cock pointing straight up. *quot;I need you to push those panties aside ride this cock with that sopping wet cunt right now.*quot; He demanded as he pulled me onto him.I spread my legs over his lap and pushed my panties over and slid his full length between the folds of my dripping pussy. He grabbed onto my hips and pulled me forward to bury himself entirely into my hot depths with a groan, matched only by my own moan in response.With his hands on my hips now and mine on his shoulder, I began to bounce up and down him with him meeting my down thrusts with his own up thrusts to get himself more enclosed inside me. One of his hands reached back and spanked my ass, the other one moved up and began squeezing my breast.It was rough, not to mention he was pretty big and I hadn't had any in a long time. I could feel his dick start to twitch and start to feel like it was going to erupt at any time. *quot;Cum whenever you're ready...*quot; I growled down at him and be bucked up even more against me and held my hips down with such force as I felt his cum start to fill me up. *quot;Mmm...*quot; I ourred.His eyes closed and he through his head back. I slid off that dick as cum dripped out of me. *quot;You are amazing...*quot; He praised and then pet my hair before I stood up to adjust my dress. He sat up and fixed his pants and tucked everything back into his pants.*quot;Thanks, and that's for that. And for all this.*quot; I wiggled my panties down my legs and stepped out of them and tossed them to him. *quot;Here, keep these as a souvenir.*quot; I said about the soaking wet pussy.