Sitting in a dark booth with dingy green light at a slightly run down bar, I am waiting for my date. The place is set up like a Turkish harem den, each booth has a thin veil covering the entrance and the walls are high, making separate personal little spaces for each party. Everything is cast in shadows and nothing is really as it seems.
The curtains part and a tall man I have never met before sits in the booth, unaware of my presence. The server comes over, peaks in and asks for an order. At that moment, he sees I am there and we each order a drink. There is silence between us. He slides a little closer to me as our eyes lock. I run my hand along the torn velvet cushion and come to his thigh. It is tight and strong. Instinctively I gip with my hand. This acted like a signal and he slid back just enough to expose his bulge. His pants are popped up a little through his fitted jeans. I move closer, grabbing his cock through his pants. It is raging hard.
My nimble fingers make quick work of his belt buckle and zipper. Immediately my hand was on flesh, without a pause, I lean over and go straight down on his cock. He lets out a deep sigh as my lips move down his shaft. I come back up and spit in my hand and then on his cock, coating it with slick saliva.
I hear the server coming to drop off the drinks so I quickly sit up and take a sip of my cocktail. When I look back my booth-mate has his pants down to his knees. Quickly, I slip under the table and come up between his legs, licking a nipping at his thighs as I get to his cock. This time I start with his balls. My mouth is so wet that one ball slides over my lips, filling my mouth, with ease. My tongue is eager to find more and reaches for his tight asshole. He responds by lifting his ass a little off the seat, so I have easier access.
I let go of his testicle and let my mouth give full attention to his asshole. I spit on my hands and stroke his shaft as I suck and lick his asshole. As I come up to the tip of his raging red dick, my hands are well lubed and stroking him with twists and thrusts. My mouth covers the tip of his cock and he is thrusting into my hands and mouth. I take away one hand and keep the other moving with my mouth. Then I take the other away and go all the way down. There is a moment of hesitation as his cock enters my throat. Then with a gentle pop, he has penetrated me to the fullest extent and I can taste his balls with my tongue. His fingers are tightly woven into my hair as my mouth and throat fit and squeeze his cock like a warm fleshy glove. He pushes and pulls my head and hesitates a moment. I pull up and I can taste his precum in my mouth. I grab the outside of his ass with one hand and then the base of his cock with the other as I twist and twirl over his cock like a screw cap.
The moment is filled with a palpable tension of orgasm and fear of getting caught. I can feel his cock getting hotter and harder. The rapid pulsing of his cock tells me he is about to cum. Just before he come in my mouth, he pushes me away and grabs his cock, aiming at my face and open mouth. His cum shoots out and splashes into my face, spraying into my eyes and nose. His cum is hot as he finishes his orgasm on my face.
I suck up the last of the cum off of his cock. He hands me a napkin to wipe my face off as I emerge from under the table. He zips up, I straighten my hair and we finish our drinks. He exits and I am sitting there at the table with two empty glasses and a flush face when my date shows up.
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