1. Run! Dammit! Run!


    Date: 4/15/2017, Categories: Fantastic, Erotica, Humiliation, Mature, Oral Sex, Author: asscheeks, Rating: 87.9, Source: sexstories.com

    Director,” exclaimed Felicia, “keep up the great work, you’re a real asset to the ad agency.” “Thanks!” She turned and walked away down the hall. “Have a great weekend, Ryan.” Ryan flipped the light switch off as he walked out the door. (I think tonight’s the night, Heather is gonna invite me to spend the night with her. I’m thinking pussy!) Two hours later Ryan walked into the Brewhouse Music & Grill. An off key guitar lick let him know that a small country rock combo had just started tuning up to perform that night. He recognized them from previous performances. He stepped over to the bar and laid down four dollar bills. “I’ll have a Sweetwater Pale Ale on draft.” The bartender nodded his head and pushed a glass mug under the tap at an angle, expertly filling it with just a slight head of foam. Then he slid the mug down the high gloss surfaced bar to Ryan. Ryan took a sip and scanned the room to see if Heather had arrived yet. A waving hand across the bar caught his eye. It was Heather sitting in a booth. He waved back and walked over noticing someone sitting in the booth across from her. He was surprised as he was not expecting anyone else. Heather slid over for Ryan to sit next to her in the booth. He thought she looked sexy. Her long dark brunette hair fell in looping curls perfectly framing her face. A wide sparkling smile accentuated her deep brown eyes. This being his fourth date with Heather, Ryan had been hoping he would finally score with her. As he sat down he ...
    noticed the lady facing them on the other side of the table. She was a very attractive dirty blonde with big blue eyes. He guessed she was in her upper thirties. A wide toothy grin on her face greeted Ryan, but it was her white blouse, unbuttoned enough to expose her ample cleavage, that fascinated him. (Those are some mighty fine tits.) “Ryan, this is Stella,” said Heather, “she works with me in the marketing department at the store.” Ryan extended his hand across the table. “Hi Stella, I’m Ryan. I work at the ad agency that handles y’all’s advertising account.” Stella took Ryan’s hand firmly, holding it longer than he expected. “Heather said you’re a nice looking young man Ryan, but you’re even cuter than Heather described.” Ryan blushed and a shy half grin gave away his embarrassment. “Thanks.” Heather scrunched her shoulders as she leaned over to Ryan. “Stella said she doesn’t have many opportunities to get out, so I invited her to come with me tonight. I hope you don’t mind.” “Oh, of course not,” replied Ryan, but he was actually quite disappointed. He was convinced having another person tag along could ruin his changes at scoring sex with Heather that evening. (Damn, I may not get some pussy tonight.) It was probably caused by his disappointment, but several minutes later, Ryan realized that he had barely heard a word of the girls’ conversation. An occasional nod or affirmative grunt had convinced them that he was listening. All he could do was hope that the events of the ...
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