Drunk Bar Hookup: Fill Be Up Before The Night Ends

It was just an ordinary Wednesday evening when my friends dragged me to our favorite local bar.

 

The air was thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses as we settled into our usual booth. I was ready for a drunk bar hookup. I had always been a regular at The Blue Note, a cozy, dimly lit watering hole known for its jazz nights and talented bartender, Jake.

Jake was a striking man with an air of mystery about him. Tall and ruggedly handsome, he had a smile that could instantly disarm anyone. His salt-and-pepper hair only added to his charm, making him look distinguished yet approachable. I had been coming to The Blue Note for months, nursing my heartaches over cocktails and listening to jazz, but Jake had always remained an enigmatic figure behind the bar. Little did I know that my life would change that fateful night.

As the drinks started flowing, I noticed Jake couldn’t keep his eyes off of my perfect MILF curves. Jake kept wanting to chime in every conversation I held. Jake craved my attention and at that point, I was craving his hands all over me. I was more than a few drinks in when I leaned over the bar and asked him to come closer. Jake did as I ordered and I whispered to him just how bad I needed him in my mouth.

I’m Craving A Drunk Bar Hookup

A balsy move but one that I would never regret. Jake blushed a little and I know he got a rush of blood flow straight to his dick as I was pressing my tits together, a little tipsy, looking straight into his eyes. Jake asked me to meet him outback. We went out to the alley and immediately started making out. I felt his hands run all over my over. Under my tight dress and in between my thighs massaging my pussy lips over my tiny thong. I moaned loud in his hear and he kept telling me just how bad he’d been wanting to do this.

I didn’t care who saw it either. In the distance there were strangers walking by but I got on my knees and my focus was solely on Jake. I looked up at his with my pretty blue eyes and I begged him to please pull out his big fat cock. Jake pulled his dick out, it was bigger than I expect. I started deep throating him, again, with not a care in the world. I took Jake’s fat cock deep down my mouth and gagged on it.

Jake didn’t even have to use his hands!

I was kneeling right in front of a wall, so all he did was pump into my mouth. Jake didn’t want just head though. He pulled me up, turned me around, pulled my panties to the side and entered me from behind. His thick shaft strented me out so good. My MILF pussy was so wet, I came so hard wihin the first few minutes.

Jake couldn’t stop himself. With even more people passing by as the bar closed, he groaned and filled me up. That night was the first of many! Jake and me would fuck in that same alley every single weekend. We never talk too much, we just fuck. He is the perfect drunk bar hookup date. And I like to keep it that way!

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