I leaned back to look at her then, at this woman before me. I had known that from the first moment that I had laid eyes on her in that crowd that I had to taste her. I needed her pussy in my mouth, but there was no rush, and I loved nothing more than the thought of getting her to beg me for what I was already so eager to give.

She was wearing a pair of polka dot panties, somehow so innocent, and so filthy at the same time. I moved forward slowly to plant a kiss on her flesh through the fabric. She gasped, then let out a squeak when I moved on and starting kiss down the other side of her leg.

“Please,” she begged.

My cock ached at her words. She had seemed nervous at the bar, but I guessed she was as intoxicated on whatever it was that was between us as I was.

“Please?” I prompted, wanting to hear more. I wanted her to tell me every single thing she wanted me to do to her tonight, because there wasn’t much that I wouldn’t have done to earn those little animal-like noises of pleasure that I was already addicted to.

“Don’t … I mean please, do what you were just doing,” she whispered, as I reached her calf and pulled off her other shoe.

“What do you mean?” I grinned at her, letting her know that I would need to hear the words come out of her mouth before I would do it.

“You know,” she bit her lip.

I hooked my fingers around her panties and held them there, demanding more from her. “Tell me,” I ordered her. “I want to hear you say it.”

She looked down at me for a moment longer, pressing her lips together, as though no-one had ever asked her for anything so scandalous in her entire life. Is the whole world crazy? How could they not?

“I want you to…” She took a deep breath. “I want you to go down on me.”

“Good girl.” I nodded approvingly, and pulled her panties off her feet and tossed them aside. I pushed what was left of her dress up and over her hips, grabbed her, and pulled her towards me in one rough motion. She raked her fingers through my hair, audibly excited, belly rising and falling quickly as I pressed my mouth against her pussy for the very first time.

The noise she made was unlike anything I’d ever heard in my life, like something had shattered inside of her for good. I quickly sealed my lips around her clit, flicking my tongue against her a few times before I settled in to a long, slow, lazy pace that told her I was going to make the most of my time right here between her thighs.

I slid my hands under her ass and guided her onto my mouth, wanting to bury myself in there and never come out if I could get away with it. She tasted so sweet, like nectar, that muskiness carving a place out for itself in my memory forever. I made sure to take my time, pulling back and licking up and down her dripping slit, looking up and watching her as I did so. She responded to every little move I made with my tongue like it was an electric shock, her face contorting and creasing with every new move I tried on her.

Sometimes, with the women I’d been with before, they had this habit of trying to look all pulled-together and sexy when I was eating them out, but she had completely given herself over to the pleasure and I couldn’t think of anything hotter in the world than that.

My cock was straining against my jeans as I went down on her, stroking her clit over and over again and sinking my fingers into her thick ass as I did so. She groaned loudly, the sound ringing out around the small room, and I knew she was getting close.

I centered in on her clit once more, sucking softly, moving my tongue in gentle motions up and down, up and down, and soon she began to move with me. Holding my head in place, she rocked her hips back and forth. Holding her breath, tensing her muscles, curling her toes, and then finally, finally, coming so hard against my tongue I thought her entire body was going to fall apart.

“Fuck!” she screamed.

Tipping her head back she caught my head in an iron grip with her thighs. Her clit was pulsing on my tongue, and her pussy was slick with my saliva and her juices as she found her climax. For a long, long time the waves came as she jerked against my mouth.

Then, slowly, she came back to find I was still sucking her engorged clit. She pushed my head away roughly, her cunt was too sensitized for any more at that moment. I would have happily spent the rest of the evening turning her into a quivering, coming wreck again and again, but as she leaned down to kiss me my cock was digging into my flesh. It was desperate for release as well.

“That was incredible,” she panted, her face looked as though she had just returned from an intergalactic flight. “I’ve never … Thank you … I …”

“Anytime,” I said, and kissed her again. I loved the way the taste of her mingled on our tongues. She slid her hand down my body and gripped my cock, suddenly bold. I growled into her mouth as soon as I felt her fingers up against my erection.

“Fuck me,” she murmured into my mouth, and at that moment I knew I just had to have her. There was no question in my mind. I couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to play this game all night long but for now all I needed was to feel that slick, tight pussy wrapped around my massive cock. I just hoped she would be able to take all of me, or I’d have the time to break her in. Spoil her for any other man.

I pulled her from the dresser and turned her around. She whipped off her dress and shot a look at me over her shoulder, a confident smile flickering on her face as she watched me strip down. I wanted to feel my flesh against hers, every part of her, and I needed it now.

I had some condoms in my bag. I reached over to grab one. Tearing the packet open I swiftly sheathed myself.

“Oh, God. You really are Subway Chad, aren’t you?” she whispered.

“And you’re going to take every last inch inside you.”