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It sometimes takes awhile for an adventure to begin. In the meantime, I hope I can entertain you with some stories from the past.
Karen was a girl I worked with a few years ago. She was a temp, and had been dating one of the guys in another department. He didn't like to go out as often as she did, and she decided to hit the bars with a few guys from work one Friday night.
She was a pro at getting what she wanted, and after rubbing her ass against my groin while having me show her how to hold a pool cue for the 10th time, I got the hint. Within an hour we were making out in my car in the parking lot. I had driven a few friends, so we had to make the rounds of dropping them off. Of course, they tried to cock-block me and begged me to drive them to a burger joint for a late-night snack.
Karen was too hot and bothered to wait any longer, and pulled me into the men's room, locking the door behind us. Before I knew it, she had one leg out of her jeans and up on the sink. I'm a quick learner, and fucked her silly as we both watched each other in the vanity mirror.
Several guys knocked on the door, wanting to shit or take a leak, but I managed to mumble "occupied!" loud enough for them to go away. When we finished, she had cum on her back and her shirt, but she didn't care. She unlocked the door and ran back into the car, and I quickly followed.
The guys got their burgers and piled into the car. Karen was all over me, but managed to wait until we dropped off the last guy before she pulled my cock out and proceeded with one of the best porn-quality blow jobs I've ever received.
When I dropped her off at her house, she gave me a quick kiss and told me she'd be sitting on my face, soon.
She was right, but I'll save that for another story.