Naked in the Rain 5:1 - Threesome

I unconsciously turned to look at the door when I heard it open. The noise from Broadway filled the room. Our eyes met for just a moment as he walked in from the heat. My gaze lingered over him as he reached the other side of the bar. I turned my attention back to my drink, trying to forget about my troubles for the day. I casually trace my fingertips over the rim of the glass, contemplating my evening. I had no plans, no obligations... I glanced out the window then and caught his eye. I had caught him staring at me. He blushed and looked away. I smiled and waited for his eyes to meet mine again. I didn't have to wait long. He smiled back. What the hell. I motioned for him to come join me. He raised his eyebrows, mmmm, how sexy. Gathering up his drink, he ambled down to the seat next to mine. He was a handsome man, rugged good looking, sexuality emanated from him. He was even more good looking close up. He smiled again as he sat.
My fingertips continue to trail around the rim of my glass as I take him in. He leaned closer to whisper in my ear.

"Do you like what you see?" His hot breath warm against my neck.

Shivers ran down my spine as I nodded slowly, licking my lips. His leg brushed against mine, electricity sparking desire. My eyes flicked up to meet his. His gaze burned. My body temperature rose several degrees as he questioned me again.

"Do you want me?" He whispered again as his hand slides up my bare leg, pushing my skirt aside. My skin lights on fire at his touch. I can feel the wetness spread to my panties as his hand caresses me. His hot breath wandered down my neck, not yet touching. I part my legs slightly as his fingertips brush the inside of my thigh. They circle slowly, softly to my aching wetness. My fingers gripped my glass tighter as they reached my heat. Ever so gently they slipped into my panties, sliding along my slit. My lips gasp.

Should I be doing this? Should I take him? Should I let him fuck me? I look around the room. A few patrons quietly eat their meals as the bartender keeps his eyes averted. He knows.

His fingers implore me to open for him. I shift in my seat, allowing him better access. I hold his gaze as they dip into me, my wetness. My body shudders slightly as they slide in further, stroking me now. I can hardly keep quiet as lust builds in me. It's been several weeks since my lover left and several weeks since I've allowed myself this desire. I bit my bottom lip as his other hand takes mine. He brings it up to his lips and kisses it softly, a sweet, innocent gesture to anyone watching. Anyone not looking closely enough to see his other hand pleasuring me.

His touch is almost too much to bear. I need him. I want him. I can't have him here at the bar though. I extract myself from him, smiling slyly as I take my purse and head to the bathroom. Adjusting my skirt, I look back briefly and see him nod. He turns back to our drinks and pays the bill. The bartender winks and nods knowingly and goes back to his business.

I walked into the bathroom, looking at my surroundings. Clean, solid design. Perfect. I barely have time to catch my breath when he pushes the door open. Closing it quickly, he locks it. Looking at me for a moment, he rushes forward and pushes me against the wall, hard. Our mouths heatedly connect. My hands fly to his hair, drawing him closer as his hands move up the back of my thighs. His hands cup my ass, bringing my hips closer, grinding into me. I can feel his hard cock pressing against my mound. A moan escapes my lips. His fingers make quick work of my panties, pulling them off. Pushing my skirt up his fingers find me again. God. His touch is so exquisite. They find my slit again and side into me. I wrap my leg around him, encouraging him deeper. My hands claw at his shirt, popping open the buttons. My teeth finding his skin, causing him the groan. My fingers move lower and wrestle with his belt. We giggle softly as I finally pull it free. His fingers skid across my clit causing my knees to go weak. He pushes me harder into the wall, holding me to him, holding me up.

I need his cock.

My hands work their way into his jeans, Pushing them down over his thighs. My fingers tighten around his erect cock, stroking it to my lust. He throbs in my hand as I move my fingers up and down his hard shaft. My blouse is suddenly open as his mouth finds my hard nipples. His teeth finding them, biting, sucking, licking. My hand moves faster along him. I need him to fuck me.

Sensing this, He grabs my other leg and pulls me up, pressing me into the wall. His cock slides against me, gaining entrance. With a growl, he thrusts deep inside me, filling me instantly. I let out a cry as he buries his cock all the way in. My thighs tighten around his waist as he presses against me, pressing me into the wall, fucking me. His cock strokes me long and deep, finding that spot inside. I feel my cunt tighten around him, pulsing with him. I can't last. My body surges on him as his thick cock throbs inside me. We both can't last. He moans rhythmically to his thrusts as he moves faster. I feel the heat growing, each thrust brings me closer.

My fingers claw at his shoulder, my nails digging in as he takes me there. God. Yes.

"Fuck me, harder," I moan.

He trusts deeper, slamming me against the wall. That's it. My orgasm crashes into me as my cunt convulses around him. it's what he needed. With a growl, he shoots his hot spunk deep inside me. Spurt after spurt, emptying his passion into me. We cling to each other, riding out our orgasms, gasping for breath. Slowly letting me down, he pulls from me, cum dribbling down my leg. We giggle again and find our strewn clothing.

He moves in to kiss me again as we straighten ourselves up.

"Ready to go home and see Liz now?" He giggles.

"Absolutely," I giggle back. "She should be expecting us by now."