Rene and Martine

I would like to tell you about the most exciting experience of my life. Recently, I visited a local bar. I went with the express intention of being totally and completely fucked. I was dressed to the nine's ? from the outside in: black strapless evening gown, floor length with a revealing slit on the left side and extremely low cut (in fact the nipples on my 40D tits were just slightly exposed), black patent 5" heels, sheer nylon stockings with a sexy seam down the back, a black garter belt, French cut, crotch less silk panties with a lace trim and a black low cut bra. I went straight to the bar, told the bartender I was expecting a friend and sat down and waited.

I didn't have to wait long. Several men approached me, but as I wanted the taste of pussy, I rebuffed them all. My pussy was getting warmer and wetter as I imagined fucking some of the girls around the bar (and a few of the men too!) As I daydreamed, a beautiful Eurasian woman stepped up to the bar. She ordered a Remy and our eyes met. She was stunningly beautiful with long silky black hair, dark, smoky eyes and sensuous lips. She was wearing a tight black leather miniskirt and black heels that showed off her long athletic legs.

My pussy was on fire. I wanted to taste her sweet pussy and lap up her juices. With this in mind, I pressed my hot thighs together, rhythmically, discreetly, and had my first climax of the evening. When I opened my eyes, she was standing right next to me! I could feel her body heat through my gown.

Her name was Irene but she preferred to be called Rene. The attraction was apparently mutual ? as she reached across the bar for her glass of Remy, she made a point of brushing her bare arm over my semi?exposed tits. Her touch was like an electric shock. Another climax. I throatily suggested that we move to another venue. Her apartment was a short trip uptown. We left the bistro arm in arm to many appreciative glances.

She hailed a cab and we climbed in. As soon as the door closed, my hungry lips found hers.