I ripped his pants off and asked him if he wanted to fuck. In response, he turned me around so I was pressed against the bathroom counter and pulled my dress up. Within seconds he was inside me fucking me hard as I clutched the counter trying not to fall.
My name is Ginny and I'm a 24 year old assistant with a busy schedule. My experience starts on a Wednesday night after a LONG day of work. I went out with my girls to get some margaritas, dance, and have a great time away from the stress of work. After putting on a short red dress showing probably too much cleavage, we hit the bar and had a great time chatting. Once dinner was finished and we were all ready to get our night going, the bar turned into a full-on dance party and everyone was having an amazing time. We danced together as a group, but I noticed after a few minutes each of my friends had started dancing with nearby guys. To make up for being alone, I walked up to the hottest guy in the bar and asked him if he wanted to dance. He gave me a quick smirk but agreed and followed me out to the dance floor. This is when something took over me and I danced in a way that could only echo a stripper. I think he may have been put off at first, but when I explained I needed to blow off some steam, he was willing to dance a little naughty with me.
Once I decided to move my ass away from his dick while dancing, I turned around and started making out with him like I'd never kissed anyone in my life. He kissed me hard and I could feel his hands around my waist just at the small of my back. This sent every hair on my body straight up and immediately got me wet just thinking about what else those hands could do. After a few more minutes of dancing, I asked if he could help me to the bathroom. Being a gentleman, he walked me there and found a place to stand and wait. However, I wasn't letting that happen. I grabbed his hand, tugged him into the bathroom, and locked the door behind me. Knowing other girls would be in the bathroom soon, I ripped his pants off and asked him if he wanted to fuck. In response, he turned me around so I was pressed against the bathroom counter and pulled my dress up. Within seconds he was inside me fucking me hard as I clutched the counter trying not to fall. We heard knocks as he pounded away inside me, but I was feeling far too good to pay them any attention.
We were both a little tired after we orgasmed, but we couldn't rest because we knew people had to get in the bathroom. So, we got his pants back on and ran lightening speed out of the bathroom so nobody could catch us. Ryan and I (oh, I got his name at this point) then sat at a booth where we continued to make out. Feeling frisky, I slipped myself under the table where a tablecloth was just covering my body. I then pulled his pants down, stroked his cock, and deep-throated him while he pulled on my hair hard. I even sucked on his balls, which I knew he liked because he couldn't stifle his moans after I did it. In minutes he came and I swallowed to help prevent any mess from getting on his pants. After he tapped me on the shoulder to know I could come back up from under the table, we continued to make out as he stroked my clit with passion. I orgasmed at least twice and knew I looked like a hot mess, but didn't care. He was the hottest guy in the room and this experience had given me a new take on excitement!
Ryan and I went back to the dance floor once we were finished making out, mainly just so my friends wouldn't know I had been fucking him all around the bar. As we were dancing we both agreed we'd like to be fuck buddies and set up a time and place for more fun. So far we have met up twice, once at my place and once at his. We try every new position that each of us have always wanted to and he is AMAZING at going down on me. The choice to have bathroom sex turned out to be one that has benefited me for a while! My vibrators are no longer needed since I have Ryan to call any time I want some good quality sex and an intense orgasm.
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