At The Bar By ToolMo It was like any other night that we had gone out together for a drink. It was the same place and time and even the same booth we always sat at, but I had a feeling that something seemed different tonight. I shrugged it off and we ordered our drinks. It was a nice bar, quiet most the time, not like the loud dance bars, more of a laid back local place. TVs in every corner with the nights sports events playing, and tunes rolling on the bar speakers.

We always sat in one corner booth that was partly hidden from view of the bar with other tables near by.

There was a normal crowd that night circling the bar and a few people at some of the tables. As we chattered about things in general, we had a few drinks. By now the crowd started to thin out leaving us alone in the booth. I thought I saw a gleam in your eye, then a grin. I was still unsure what was up till I felt you foot slide up between my legs and rub my crouch. She had kicked of her shoe and worked her foot up my leg till it was rubbing my length through my pants. I was taken by surprise at first she has never been so forward with me. She was always more shy and timed. I liked what she was doing and tightened my thighs on her foot and pumped against it while looking into her eyes. We both smiled. We tried to go on chatting as best we could while we played.

I kicked off my shoe and worked it between her legs, as I did she grabbed my foot and pressed hard as I wiggled my toes. The look on her face told me all, she was hot wet and wanting me. By now the bar was near empty.

We became bolder.

I slid next to her in the booth and as we kissed I worked her panties off and to the floor leaving just her skirt, then with one quick motion I had her sitting on the table with her legs spread and her sweet softness at just the right level. I dove in toying, slowly at first, then faster. I could tell she was close as she pulled at my hair and pushed me in tighter. Her orgasm seemed to last forever, but I just toyed and sucked till she finally pushed me away. My face was gleaming with her wetness. As she caught her breath, I helped move her back to the seat beside me just in time. The bartender rounded the corner.

He could see we were flustered and smiled, asking if we were ready for another round? We both laughed and nodded yes. Smiling he walked off to the bar. As he did she pulled my face to hers and toyed her cum clean with your fingers and tongue. He returned with the drinks and said he was going to close the rest of the bar before calling last call.

And smiled as he walked off. We looked at each other, picked up our drinks and took a large gulp.

Then I turned to her, pulled her so one leg was on the table, the other she raised along the back of the booth. I dropped my pants and let spring out my throbbing length.

Pushing the head to her wet lips felt so good, then I popped the head in. I fought the urge to cum, she had me so hot and she felt so good. I bit my lip and pushed further into her wetness.

She could feel me throbbing inside her, and then she grabbed my soft place and pulled me in deep gripping my soft place cheeks. That was all I could take, I shot into her hard and deep, spurt after spurt, thrusting with each spurt, this set her off again and her orgasm washed over my length, gripping and milking me till we were done.