Oral sex at the interesting bar fantasy fulfilled | 2016

I am not sure where to start, but I do know that I have one hell of a hot story worth sharing.

(If you want to skip to the hot oral sex at the bar part, please start reading after the line break below)

A quick blurb about me first. Originally from Northern India, I've been living in Canada for over five years. In terms of appearance, I'm 5'10', curvy but fit, fresh-faced and a fairly attractive 31 year old. Also, I am married and while everything else is satisfactory, the sex isn't. So this is where my story begins.

Almost over a year ago, I happenstanced upon this Canadian guy (whom I shall call, AMyth) at a 2-day conference. Actually, he approached me and we got talking, ended up drinking, lightly flirting and really just turning what would've been an abysmally boring conference into an awesome meeting of the minds. I remember his impish grin and sexy, close-trimmed beard the first time we made eye contact. Can't say that he was the hottest guy I have ever seen, but he unwittingly made me realize how much of a turn on men with perfectly groomed facial hair are for me. That and sharp intelligence. Especially when they also happen to be exemplary conversationalists. Did I mention his lips? Possibly the best I've ever seen - juicy (from being soaked in beer perhaps), plump and so sexy! Eat your heart out Theo James. Okay I'm getting slightly distracted here. Let's stay on track.

Nothing happened between us during the conference, other than enjoying drinks and talking about the sessions, mingling with two other girls who seemed very cool (don't get your hopes up, they didn't partake in our adventures) and going our separate ways. I wasn't sure how I felt about this because I was about to get married shortly after, he was already married and we were having a great time fostering a new and exciting friendship.

Typically, I am very careful about sharing details of my personal life with anyone. But at the time, I was pretty frustrated with my fiancé. He wasn't giving me any attention, the sex was literally absent for me to even rate the quality for you and there was hardly any intimacy. Yes. That was "before" marriage. All of the pent up frustration was only exacerbated by the gradual realization of the fact that my fiancé might not be into a) sex - which used to be great, by the way, and b) me - he'd constantly keep saying things like my lips were too thin and I needed to go to the gym more often etc. Sure enough, the thrill of meeting someone so awesome, charming, witty and eager to hear my story led me to, at some point during the conference - I think it was day 2 and we were getting drunk in the afternoon - jokingly admit to AMyth how stupid it was that my fiancé downright refused to go down on me. I would learn much later - two days ago to be specific - that he mumbled,"I'd go down on you," but didn't elicit a response because we were tipsy and conversing in a random pattern.

So the conference comes to a close, we hug, say our goodbyes and continue to meet for coffee for the next several months and become good friends. Until one day, I have had enough of the BS at home and really want someone to fucking go down on me! It was so bad that I would feel utterly depressed every time my girlfriends would brag about how their significant others would go down on them for hours. How they were so fucking talented. How it was the only way they orgasmed. Basically, reminding me constantly how devastating my sex life really was. I brought this up once again and now AMyth and I were seriously considering my options - hooking up with some random guy and relieving myself or allowing AMyth to demo his exceptional cunnilingus skills on me. We, needless to say, went with option two. End of back story.

It was a chilly night here in Toronto and I had just come home from a run, when AMyth asked me to join him for drinks at this interesting bar. He had been drinking with friends from work and getting progressively horny. Which in turn made me kind of horny too. I figured it wouldn't be a bad idea to grab a drink and 'hear the plot of this novel he's been working on'. Men, that's how they trap you. I quickly wiped my sweaty body with a wet towel, slipped into a woollen dress, threw on my winter coat and a pair of black coloured "pointees" (flats with pointed toes) and was on my way over in less than 20 minutes! A major accomplishment given how anal I am about long showers before stepping out.

Throughout the ride, my mind kept wandering off to the very first time we fucked. We will have an update for you on that episode in another post. But I couldn't help thinking about his perfect cock - plump and straight, absolutely gorgeous with just the right girth for my pussy. We "fit". The anticipation of what might happen was killing me (or keeping me alive given my poor choice of outfit on an unforgivably chilly, spring evening).

Within minutes I was at the entrance of the bar and knew from his earlier text that he was waiting at the very end at a somewhat secluded booth. This was going to be epic. The place itself was intimate, dark and scarcely occupied for a Thursday night. "Perfect," I thought. "I just really want to fulfil this fantasy we've been talking about for quite sometime." (Now I know why they call it the dirty 30)

As I walked to the end I could see him at the table waiting, with a bottle of beer and his signature naughty grin. We hugged and kissed quickly and I decided to grab a drink to justify being there in the first place. Of course, I pondered and picked out the most disgusting beer on the menu. That was the last thing in my mind at the time though.

We got back to kissing and and sat very close. His hands were on my right thigh and I suddenly blurted,"So what about your novel? Was that a trap?" And without batting an eyelid, he went on to share the most amazing fantasy novel plot with an incredible narrative. If I hadn't already been supremely impressed with his impeccable command over the language, I'd probably have orgasmed right then. The way his eyes lit up when he described his characters in detail, turned me on like crazy! And he knew it, because all along his fingers had been tracing my inner thigh, occasionally brushing against my vulva still stifled in my mint coloured lace panties.

My right hand took my lead and found the very noticeable bulge in his pants. It was so hot. I just wanted to tear his clothes and give him a good head right there. But we continued talking, grinning and looking hungrily at each other every couple minutes, and letting our hands roam free. (And while this was happening, the bar started to fill up and four guys decided to sit in the booth adjacent to ours. Thankfully, they dimmed the lights even more and nobody could really see us tucked away in our cosy, unsociable corner).

I could feel him sliding his hand inside my panties and rubbing my clit. I was soaking wet by then and could tell how impressed he was at how wet he'd made me! With a swift move of his right hand, he released his cock for me to play with. My eager fingers immediately reached for his burgeoning penis and started to stroke him gently.

It was such a thrill to realize the risky position we'd put ourselves in. The women's washroom was right behind us and every time someone made their way past our booth, we would retract our hands feeling slightly embarrassed, but so much hornier. After a while, it didn't matter. He rested his left hand at the small of my back after groping my ass for a bit (which was oh so hot! Fuck!) and pulled me closer. Placing my right leg over his lap, he started rubbing my clit harder. Now that he had full access to my pussy, his slippery fingers slid right in and I let out a light moan. All the time, I could hear him whisper into my ears,"you should take off your panties... I love your pussy... I love how wet you are... The look on your face." I wanted him to fuck me like never before! He was hard as a rock by now and I could see pre-cum spill onto the length of his shaft and even got some on my fingers. On an impulse, I stooped over to his gorgeous and now throbbing cock and licked him clean. Then, licked the remaining juices off my fingers. Delectable.

"I just want to fuck you so bad. Ugh," I whimpered. And sure enough, his crafty mind came up with a marvellous idea. "Why don't we go to the washroom and get dirty?"

Next thing I know is we are behind the closed doors of the ladies room, kissing and groping urgently. But now, I don't want him inside my pussy. I want him to shoot "long ropes of cum" (as he likes to describe it) in my mouth. So we unzip his pants to reveal his fully erect cock. Kissing and licking the tip of his shaft, I slowly begin to massage it with my fingers. The movement of my lips, tongue, head and fingers is perfectly synchronized with his thrusting pelvis and throbbing cock. I pause momentarily to catch a glimpse and the look on his face is just what my ego needed at that precise moment. Shortly after the thrusts get harder and I'm barely able to fit his huge cock in my mouth. He finally unleashes a huge load in my mouth with a couple quick thrusts and pulls out. I need to master swallowing cum, because I spit it out in the washbasin almost immediately. But fuck, I'm still so turned on. We walk back to the booth (separately, for obvious reasons. At some point there might have been a knock on the door, which we totally ignored)... He slides under the table, spreads my legs, pushes my panties aside and dives into my dripping pussy. He licks it all the way up from my slit and keeps at it for a while and I cum like crazy! At which point people near our booth are up to speed with whatever is going on. Luckily we don't hear them say anything. In my experience, the hottest thing ever!

When he re-surfaces, we kiss passionately and he cups my breasts with his hands. I am on fire and can't believe this is happening. He makes me cum once more before we make it to the washroom again for round two and then nonchalantly get the fuck out of that bar. (I am not such a badass typically. Most of my friends would die if they ever found out).

If our story piqued your interest, I'm happy to share more.

Here's a pic of me for your viewing pleasure folks: http://imgur.com/5Ze0piB