The Experience of a Lifetime

“Look man, where are all the girls like YOU at? I really just wanna kick it with you”, I slur at her. Trying my BEST to be charming.

“There are no girls LIKE me. There’s just me. You want me to give you a tour or something?”

Fucking right I do. I say yeah that’ll be nice. She disappears to the back bar to get someone to cover the bar and she shouts back, come on scaredy cat. Let’s go.

I let her lead me up the steps, really I’m taking this as an opportunity to look at her ass. Yeah I definitely want to fuck her.

Let’s go to the third floor she says. Sure IDGAF at this point. Drink still in my hand we enter the third floor. As soon as we enter the floor on a couch there’s a woman riding her partner screaming out in extacy.

“Yes, yes, fuck me, harder. Fuck me fucking harder, give me that big cock.”

Okay!

That’s what we walked into and I had to double look. The guy was fucking her with reckless abandon. He had an audience, I would do the same thing. The bartender takes my free hand and leads me to a dark corner of the room.

“This is my favorite spot. I can see everything from here and no one can see me.”

“Oh you do this a lot don’t you I whisper. “

“It’s the best perk of the job.”

We sit there and watch couples fuck and individuals masterbate. This is a pretty cool vibe I’m thinking to myself. Sure beats divorce. My dick is rock solid in my pants. She leans over:

“you’re not gonna pull it out? She half smirks. I didn’t come up here to not get mine.”

She lowers her panties and I couldn’t believe what I fucking saw, she had a dick. A big fucking dick at that. I don’t know where she hid all of that in that dress but it was huge. I didn’t know what to think. I wasn’t gay but I wasn’t turned off. I was drunk, I was confused. I was surprised. I was everything all at once. Plus, I was drunk. She knew...

“I told you there aren’t any girls like me. Just me.”

“Touch it.”She blurted.

I didn’t know what to think. Should I? Should I get up and get the fuck on?