The Married Man of Summer #1

I was enjoying myself making out with a man. I have always loved doing this, once I am wearing mascara, long nails, all I think about is men, pleasing them, hopefully playing with their cocks.

I whispered into his ear, "Maybe we could trade positions." I giggled, I wanted him to think I was cute, think I was a sexually active woman.

He smiled, and he kissed me again. "Sure." He helped me off of the bar. He first grabbed my ass as I stood next to him, he let me rub against him. I put my arms around his neck and we kissed again. I was starting to get hard, I was getting into it, getting over-excited. I was tucked tight in little panties, a pair of pantyhose, and tight jeans, Big Al knew what she was doing when she dressed me.

He then hopped up on the bar and I moved between his legs. I rubbed my breasts onto his thighs, I pushed my face into his crotch. He was hard, his cock was making its way down his pants leg. I opened his zipper as he moved up just a little, just enough to pull down his jeans. I played with him through the cotton of his white briefs. I watched his face, his smile as I rubbed his cock, teased him, then maneuvered his dick through the pee hole. He was so hard, I was making him excited, I felt I was going to cum so I attacked his cock. I slid him into my mouth causing pressure with my red lips. His cock felt so good, I was so excited, I couldn't believe it, I started to cum.

I pulled my lips off his dick, "Oh my god baby," I started to moan, my lower half was thrusting against the shelves of the bar, I held on to his cock. "Your cock is so hard, your making me cum." I heard him laugh as his hands went into my hair, I went back down on his rock-hard dick. I felt my panties get wet. I heard a noise.

"Ay, Sally, um, sorry."

I stopped sucking, I looked behind him, there were two men.

"Hey guys, sit down she's almost done." He said to them, he guided me back onto his manhood. I was now nervous again, all the alcohol had magically worn off. I started sucking, sneaking a peek at the two men at a table behind him. One of them winked at me when I checked to see if they were paying attention. They were.