Dina’s Free Sex Stories and Porn Reviews

It was a usual evening. I went out for a walk and called in one bar. It was very quite there, no customers and just a waiter. I decided it would be one of mine evenings. The waiter was definitely in my taste. I started flirting with him until I got the request to wait for him till the closing. As soon as boss left somewhere deep down the bar he started wiping the tables and raising the chairs. I came up to the billiard table of boredom and took a cue.

I plunged into the game pretending as if I didn’t see the waiter staring at me. My mini-skirt was rising higher with every hit on the ball. I could feel his burning look. He came up to me from the back and held my butt kissing my neck slightly. I rubbed my ass against his jeans feeling his erected cock and tight scrotum.

He realized I was burning with desire. He touched my breasts. I unbuttoned my coat to feel him better. My boobs fell right into his hands. I bent and raised the skirt to my waist. We were ready to go on when we heard the boss’ steps. In a minute we put ourselves in order. But the boss needed one look to understand what had happened there. He nodded and told Bob (it was waiter’s name) he’d be back in 20 minutes to get the receipts to the bank. So we had twenty minutes for everything.

I immediately stood on my knees and released Bob’s erected cock. He grabbed my head. But I needed more than just kissing his huge cock. He started moving his meat monster slowly. I couldn’t wait any more and told him about it. I stopped giving head and got onto the billiard table. I raised my skirt again and he squeezed his fingers inside. I nearly went mad.

I want you right now, - I whispered. He also got onto the table and got into my pussy with his perfect sword. We fucked me as if I were his first and last woman. He was coiling, holding my one breast and straining me with all his power onto his dick. As usual, I love to be the chief. But what he did was to my taste. I finished with incredible orgasm. But he didn’t. That’s why I knelt again and he half-rose in the table. I kissed his cock again swallowing that erected machine. And again it got straight into my throat. I pressed onto his scrotum, cum sprang into my mouth. I wanted to eat all his juices, but he took his schlong out and started pouring it onto my breasts. I held them together forming a beautiful funnel for him. He was stood and watched me smearing his cum all over my body. And again we heard boss’ footsteps at the door. I fixed my skirt. We knew that evening was the start of a long affair. But that’s a different story. Maybe I’ll write you in about a month.