All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome
“Jason you coming for beers?” My colleague Fletcher asks me as he sticks his head into my small office.
“On a school night? How irresponsible Mr Smith…. Count me in!” I log off my computer and shut it down.
“Good man, Kyler is in too.” Fletcher says as he pats me on the back as I get up.
“Where you thinking tonight? Trinity, O’Brynes’s or maybe even The Orchard?” I ask him as we head along the office floor, heading for the elevators.
“I’ve got us an insider to a soft opening to a new joint. Let’s just say it’s who you know, not what you know.” He grins that devilish smile. Fletcher Smith is your typical tall dark handsome man with perfect hair and pearl white teeth. You know the type. Comes across as an arrogant prick until you get to know him.
“Check you out you smug bastard.” I tease him.
“Well you know” he shrugs.
“Sup guys” Kyler says as he joins us by the elevators. Kyler Wood is an equally good looking guy. A broad well kept black guy with great posture. For his size he can be quite soft spoken and has a heart of gold.
“Just ‘Mr Awesome’ showing off again” I nudge Fletcher.
“So which celebrity has he dated now?” Kyler jokes.
“Oh no, not this time” I cut in before Fletcher can speak. “He’s pulled some strings, you know, fingered some pies. We are hitting a new place as someone has got us an in!”
“No way!” Kyler says over enthusiastically.
“Screw you two, I’ll go myself.” Fletcher huffs.
“But who will be there to back up all your fake extravagant stories to impress the ladies?” Kyler asks him with a fake worry in his voice. Not that Fletcher needs any wing men. The guy has a silver tongue and could get any girl of his choosing.
“He might even have to chat them up himself…” I add.
Fletcher was about to reply when our boss Mr Arthur Bowman walks by. Not just our boss but the big boss and owner of this company, his company, Bowman & Bowman.
“Gentleman, hope we are keeping out of trouble!” He looks the three of us over.
“Of course sir” Kyler speaks first.
“Wouldn’t dream of it” I add.
“Booo boring!” Mr Bowman laughs as he pats me on the side of my arm and walks away.
Finally the elevator is here and we head down to the ground floor and start walking down the street.
“The opening isn’t till later on so I suggest we grab something to eat and a few drinks before hand?” Fletcher tells us.
“Yeah I’m game” I say. I could do with soemthing to eat to be fair. I didn’t really get a lunch today.
We head to another local spot of ours that is a bit more upmarket of a bar and serves decent food. We all get something to eat whilst washing it down with a few beers. When the time is right we head to this ‘new place’ that Fletcher has been raving about.
We arrive at this fairly modern looking bar, I look up the sign above and it’s called “Element.” Decent name I suppose. Fletcher speaks to a very large guy at the door who then summons a cute little brunette who asks for names, which Fletcher provides. She smiles and welcomes us in.
“Nice place.” Kyler whispers to me as we walk in. It’s already starting to fill up pretty quickly. There’s a long bar on one side which has a wall filled with bottles of all sorts behind it. Several bartenders are making cocktails with expert fast hands.
The cute brunette leads us to one of the booths and introduces herself as ‘Bethany’. Bethany is maybe five foot five, small figure but very nicely packaged with a cute ass and a nice chest. She slips away and quickly reappears with a bottle of champagne with three glasses. Curtisy of the house. The smug look on Fletcher was unreal.
“Thank you” I said to her as she pops the bottle for us and pours each glass.
“If you need anything please just ask myself or anyone of the staff. We are more than happy to help and welcome to ‘Element’!”
“Cheers” Kyler and I grin as we grab a glass and clink them. Fletcher has slipped out of the booth and is quietly speaking to Bethany.
“He doesn’t hang about” Kyler side way nods to him.
“He’s already feeling the pressure to impress” I laugh.
“Cheers boys” Fletcher says as he rejoins us, the three of us now clink the glasses. “Decent place this huh?”
“It’s ok” I shrug. I knew this would set Fletcher off and it did.
“Ok?! Just ok? It’s fucking better than ok, this place is going to be the next big thing.”
“Fletch! Calm down he’s winding you up!” Kyler holds his hands up to calm the ragin bull.
I don’t say anything but just sip my champagne with a massive grin.
“You’re an asshole” he huffs.
The mood lightens as we laugh and joke. The bottle of champagne is quickly finished and we move on to other drinks. I can’t go back to beer after all those bubbles so I move on too gin and tonics. The place is very busy now and a buzz with noise. Luckily our work attire is broadly smart causal so we don’t look completely out of place here. I must admit that the level of female talent on show here tonight is pretty high.
“Hugooooo” Fletcher blurts out in a loud voice. He jumps up and hugs a man who had come over to our booth. Hugo was semi receptive of the hug as clearly he wasn’t intoxicated to the same level as Fletcher.
“Guys guy, this is my top buddie Hugo, this is his joint!” Fletcher informs us as he wraps his arm around the shoulders of Hugo. Hugo was about the same height as Fletcher, he has short curly hair and was dressed fairly causal for the occasion. Suppose you can when you are the owner.
“Pleasure to meet you” I say as I stand up and extend my hand to him which he shakes. “Really lovely place, thank you for having us.” I add.
“You’re welcome.” He says in a polite voice. I can sense the poshness and eloquence there. He also shakes hands with Kyler who also thanks him.
“See Hugo here is the top man! You should thank him for letting us in.” Fletcher says as he points at us with his glass of old fashioned.
“We have” Kyler tells him.
“Good, anyway Hugo.” Fletcher seems to just cut off his thoughts as she turns him and Hugo away and walks away from us.
“Thank you Hugo!” I say in a mocking voice to Kyler.
“No thank you Hugo!” He replies equally taking the piss.
Kyler and I leave Fletcher too it as we begin to mingle about the crowd. When you’ve been single and in the game as long as I have you tend to know what targets to go for. It’s clear which ones have boyfriends as the boyfriend is like the girls shadow and eyeballing you. The married ones are a little harder as the husband is either not here or away chatting to someone else. The rings are a giveaway though and I don’t mess with married woman. You then need to decide if you want an easy night or a challenge. You can quickly get a sense of which girls will be easy to take home but may not be the most attractive, don’t get me wrong they are still good looking but it’s the really hot ones that know they are hot so don’t put out easy.
I love woman and I love sex, I love having sex with woman. It’s been a couple of weeks so in a bit of a dry spell so I’m not very picky tonight. Kyler on the other hand has his type and if he finds her somewhere then she’s his target. I would say Kyler and I are closer than Fletcher and I. We’ve became really good friends over the years at Bowman and Bowman since we both started as pretty much interns. So when I see his exact type, I give him the nudge.
He doesn’t have a preference for skin colour, nor do I. She just needs to be a curvy girl with a plump ass, big hips and a small chest funnily enough. He loves an ass on a woman and I’m staring at this one and it’s nice and big. I give him the nudge and nod towards her, he locks eyes on her and then gives me the nod as he makes his way over. He doesn’t need my help, mans a slayer.
“That was impressive wing man skills there.” A female voice spoke beside me. “Didn’t even need to say anything and your boys already over there …. and damn, nailing it.”
I haven’t turned to see who was speaking to me but they are right, I can already see that Kyler is in. My man, I think to myself.
“Well you know, it takes a great deal of skill and learning to become an accomplished wing man.” I say as I now turn towards her. I think I’ve found my own target now. She’s almost as tall as me but I assume she is wearing heals to go with the black dress she is wearing. I’ve become accustomed over the years to be able to check a girl out whilst still mainting eye contact. The dress is working wonders for chest, I’m a sucker for a good cleavage and I want to dive into those bad boys. She has a very natural pretty looking face and her blonde hair is quite wavy and comes down to her shoulders.
“Is that so? And what about your own game? Don’t you need a wing man?” She raises an eyebrow.
“Well why don’t you tell me how my game is?”
“I’m listening…”
“Point any woman out in this place and I’ll tell you the chances of getting them to leave with me.”
“Mmm you sound confident but not cocky. Ok let’s see then.” She ponders and looks around then points to a tall black female with a long slender body and a tight fitting dress.
“Two out of ten.” I say.
“Two?”
“Yup, I’m not tall enough for her, nor am I the right skin tone.”
“How can you tell?” She asks.
“See even though she is talking to that group she can’t help but look at that guy over there.” I guide her to look over at a tall black guy who is talking to some people. “Every time she looks at him she ever so slightly bits her lip and her crossed legs tighten a little.”
“Ok say that’s all true. A two means you still have a chance.”
“If he leaves with someone else, she may look for someone else. There is other black men in here but they are shorter and I believe a couple are married. So she may look to the next best thing, step in me.”
“Mmm ok. What about her?” She points at a small girl with glasses standing to the side of a group of girls.
“Eight out of ten.”
“Confident! How so high?” She asks as she takes a drink from her glass.
“Only reason why it’s not a ten is because shes ready to leave at any minute and would be too shy. See how she’s quite huddled in herself and holding the glass with two hands. She’s not nearly as comfortable as her friends who have probably made her come out. She would much rather be at home.”
“Go on” she encourages me.
“If I could get to her and get some more drink in her to relax her a bit. Her friends will definitely egg her on as well. That’s if I don’t scare her away.” I chuckle.
“Quite full of yourself aren’t you?”
“Not at all, I’m sure it was you that said confident not cocky.” I challenge her.
“Yeah might be changing my mind here.” She gave me a devilish grin. She scans the room again and points out a short haired girl. “Her?”
I focus on who she is pointing at “zero.”
“Zero?!” She says in shock. “Zero?” She repeats herself.
“Yeah she’s my sister.” I lie.
“Fuck off no way.” She scoffs.
“No she isn’t” I laugh. “But it’s still zero, she’s gay.”
“Bullshit, you telling me you have some gaydar or something.”
I softly lay my arm around her shoulder and lean in closer but not totally invading her personal space. “Wait for it.” I tell her with a loud whisper.
I wait a few moments before pointing with my free hand. “Annndddd there we go.” Just as I say this the girl that she pointed at, kisses an other girl. Not just a friendly kiss either.
“Damn ok.” She concedes as I remove my arm and give her space back. “Even with your sound reasoning you could just be making a lot of that all up. There was no actual way to prove it.”
“True.”
“So last test then… me?”
“You? Chances of taking you home?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“Ten.” I say very simply.
She almost chokes on her drink. “Ten? You think I’m a sure thing?”
“Well I clocked you before you clocked me. You are supposed to be here with a friend but she’s bailed on you. You’ve been necking your Martin’s. So your either wanting to get completly wasted or you are now looking for some fun. I think it’s the later because I’ve seen you scanning the room and more than a few times I’ve felt your eyes on me. Even now as I’ve been saying all this too you, you’ve been thinking what I look like under these clothes.” I raise an eyebrow “how close am I?”
“Not even close! So you can buy me a drink to make up for it.” She says with a wry grin. I’m confident that she’s lieing and doesn’t want to admit just how right I am. Don’t get me wrong it’s a total wild guess. I have totally just stereotypically categorised all those women, well apart from the lesbian, that one was pretty obvious.
“Another Martini I take it?” I’m still all too happy to buy her a drink because I am confident that I will be taking her home.
We get our drinks and I take her back to our original booth that is still vacant. I’m pretty sure Kyler has already left with his girl and no idea where Fletcher was and to be honest I didn’t care.
“So tell me, what did I get wrong then?” I pry.
“It was my sister that bailed, not a friend.” She edges a little closer to me. “And I wasn’t exactly thinking what you look like under those clothes.”
“Oh?”
“I was wondering what your cock would taste like.” Hello, jackpot. I shout in my head. I’m not the only one shouting out in surprise as my cock stirs.
“Well I can take away to wonder…” I myself now edge a little closer. I hold her eyes but I find her glancing down at my lips.
“My place isn’t far…” I whisper.
She doesn’t reply with words, only actions. The action of kissing me on the lips. It’s hungry and wanting. Her tongue quickly finds mine and just as quickly her hand finds my crotch. She moans into her kiss as she grips my growing bulge.
“Let’s go.” She breaths as she grips my cock tighter before letting go. Obviously happy with what she felt.
I take her by the hand and lead her out of the bar. Not before finishing our drinks of course.
We engage in small talk for the duration of our journey but once we are into my apartment the small talk ends. In fact all talking ends.
Our lips instantly lock in a hungry lustful passion. I don’t even think I close the door as I guide us towards my bedroom. There’s no need for pleasantries. We both know what’s going to happen and both want it. The way she’s sucking my face off and tearing at my clothes I know she’s wanting it.
My cock is rock solid in anticipation. I knew the sex I was about to have. Drunk, wild and hard. When we are at the foot of my bed, the clothes are an unnecessary barrier that need removed. We continue to kiss hungrily as we each undress ourselves. Moments later we are both naked. My cock poking into her, ready for action.
She moans into our kiss as her hands find my cock. Stroking quickly, enjoying the feel of a rock solid cock in her hand. There’s no need for foreplay with me but I’m not a selfish lover. I wrap her in my arms and swing her down onto my bed. She gives out a squeal as she bounces onto the bed.
I lock eyes with her pussy. There’s a small triangle of public hair at the top. It looks like she maintains it. I had one girl who clearly didn’t and I could barely see her pussy from hair really not my thing but a man has to do what a man has to do.
I get down to my knees and throw her legs up over my shoulders. I don’t mess about with teasing her and dive straight in.
“Oh fuck yes!!” She cries out as my tongue and lips get right to work. Her hand finds the back of my head and holds me into her. I do love eating a pussy and feel I have enough experience to know my way about.
“Mmmm yes baby, suck it.” She obviously likes me paying attention to her clit so I’m all too happy to oblige. I suck and lick her little nub as I keep my face buried between her legs.
It doesn’t take her long for her body to squirm around so I know I’m doing a good job.
“Keep going, keep going!” She pants. I’m no master pussy eater but the fact she’s showing the signs of coming already does a wonder for my pride. I keep up my attack of her soaking pussy as I lick, suck and nibble her clit.
“Oh my god, I’m going to cum.” Jackpot I think to myself. Always a bonus for the guy to make the girl cum quick. Usually means shes up for more and even better, a repeat performance. I ride out the pain in my head as he finger nails dig slightly into my scalp.
“Yes, yes, yes…..” her hips are bucking up and down. “YES!! UGGHHHHH!!” She screams out as her legs clamp around my head. I can taste her juices as they flow into my mouth and I lap them up. I do however start to struggle for breath as she doesn’t release me from her thigh grip. I’m about to tap out when she relaxes her legs. I lean back to take in some much needed air but I find myself thrown forceably backwards as she pretty much tackles me to the ground.
Her lips and tongue are all over my mouth and surrounding area that have traces of her womanhood. Whilst doing this she positions herself so her soaking wet pussy is pressing against my cock. Once she feels satisfied that she has cleaned enough of her juices off of my face she sits upwards and sinks her self down my shaft.
My hard cock disappears into her pussy.
“Holy fuck that feels big. I feel so full!” She groans as she slightly re positions her self. Once she is set she begins rapidly bouncing up and down on me. I merely become her fuck stick and I’m more than happy to watch her bounce on top of me in all her glory.
Her large oval tits were bouncing and swaying to her motion. I very much want to grab them but she’s fucking and bucking so wildly on me that I feel it would spoil her grove.
“Fuck yes, fuck yes!” She repeats as she leans forward and supports herself on my chest as she slams her hips downwards.
I’m more than happy for her to take control because I know that soon enough it will end and then it will be my turn to take control and I will fuck her till I burst.
“Your cock feel so fucking good. It’s so big and thick.” Her eyes are closed and I feel she’s taking herself to another planet.
Her breathing becomes more labour and her movements become more erratic.
“Yes.. yess …. Yeessss….. fuccckkkkk” she groans loudly as she slams down on me and her inner thighs spasm. I take my opportunity to send her further over the edge.
Just as she is coming down from her orgasm. I lift her up slightly and begin to fuck her pussy hard and fast. Her eyes shoot open in surprise but she’s too lost for words. I pump hard into for several moments before she lets out a low sigh as a secondary, less intense orgasm waves over her.
“Holy shit…” she pants as she tries to regain her breath. I just grin with pride.
“Phew that was fucking intense, my body is tingling.” Her face is glowing and her hips are slowly gyrating on my cock.
“Not bad for a ten out of ten.” I joke.
“Fuck yes” she laughs. Then her face turns a little more serious as a grin grows her face. “Ok baby it’s your turn. Use my body however you like but all I ask is you fill my pussy with your load!”
“On the bed!” I tell her.
“Yes sir” she smirks and nods. She does exactly that.
“Lay on your tummy!” I say to her as I climb up behind her and straddle her legs and edge my way up to her ass.
“I hope you aren’t going to stick it in my ass?” There was a sense of nerves, questioning but slight excitement at the thought.
“No, no ass but I am going to pound your pussy so hard you’ll be glad you are lieing down!” I get myself right up behind her and position my cock at her wet entrance.
“God please fuck me” she groans as she sticks her ass up slight inviting me to abuse her inner sanctum.
I slide my cock deep inside her and begin my assault of her pussy. I have no intentions of stopping until I do infact cum deep inside her. I use the bounce of my bed to help my rhythm as I try and force my cock as deep into her as I can.
“Oh my god, holy fuck yes yes!!” She cries out. She grips my bed sheets and at times wailes into the pillows.
I grunt over and over as I try to keep up my pace. I practically lay on top of her as I wrap my arms under her and pull her body to mine to try and gain those extra inches. It must work wonders for her a she screams out an other orgasm. I keep going though as I feel I’m close.
I up my efforts right at the end and then slam deep and hard into her as my cock erupts. My cock explodes cum into her pussy and with a few extra pumps I’m empty. I pant hard as I slip from her and fall to the side.
“Holy shit” she mutters as we both lay there catching our breath. Sleep finds me very quickly after and I pass out until something ends my slumber.
“Mmm good morning sleepy head!” A female voice speaks out over the sound of my alarm.
“Ugghhh good morning” I groan as I reach for my phone and shut off the alarm. Fuck it was early, fuck I have work that’s why. Why do I do this to myself. The body next to me reminds me and makes it worth while.
“How did you…. Aahhhhh what the fuck Bridget?” I jump up in a panic. It wasnt the girl from last night it was my fucking step sister.