A young woman meets a mysterious man who promises to fulfill her deepest desires

I huge thanks to Cherry Brown for choosing the theme for the story and helping me with it. She deserves much of the credit for how it turned out. I hope you enjoy.

The air was stuffy, hints of smoke, sweat and beer all mingled together in an almost intoxicating perfume. It was warm inside, a blanketing warmth that made you forget the chill winter night outside once you came in. Music was playing through the speakers hanging on the walls, loud up-beat music, the kind that made you dance to it without intending to, the basses sending small vibrations along the bar.

A young gentleman entered the bar, dressed sharply, and glanced around at the sparsely occupied tables, mostly groups of elderly men drinking beers. He spotted a group of three young ladies chatting over glasses of white wine, but after quickly studying them, looked away. He sighed heavily and walked over to the long wooden bar where two older men were sitting separately, nursing a beer, and watching a game on the flat screen TV. On the other side of the bar were two bartenders, an average looking older woman who was pouring a beer, and a very attractive younger woman who was mindlessly polishing glasses.

“What can I get you?” The older woman asked as the man removed his nice coat and hung it on the back of the bar stool before sitting down. The bartender was in her late forties with long dirty-blonde hair and a curvy frame. She was wearing a dark apron that was low enough to keep her generous cleavage mostly exposed.

“A pint of whatever you have on tap and a shot of Jameson please.” He said and the older woman nodded. She finished filling the glass she was holding, setting it down in front of the man sitting on the bar next to him, then grabbed another glass and started filling it from the tap.

“Jenna, can you get the gentleman a shot of Jameson please.” The older bartender asked the younger one.

“Sure thing Irene.” Jenna said and grabbed a shot glass.

“Thanks.” The man said as Irene set down his beer and studied Jenna. She was tall, with a lithe figure and long dark hair which flowed down her back. She was wearing a tight black tank top with deep cleavage, accentuating a pair of round perky breasts, along with tight dark jeans, beautifully hugging her tight little ass, and a pair of black leather boots. She ran a hand through her hair, then picked up the glass.

“Thank you.” The man said as Jenna served him his shot. He gave her a warm smile, then grabbed his beer. He took a long swig, getting a good look at her breasts while doing so, then set it down and looked away. He cleared his throat, catching a whiff of her perfume, then looked back towards her. “Slow night?” he asked, trying to sound casual.

“Yeah, I guess.” Jenna said shrugging and looked at him. “What about you, long day?” she asked casually in return.

“Yeah, something like that.” The man said chuckling and grabbed the shot. He raised it to Jenna and drank it, setting down the empty shot glass with a satisfying clack.

“Another?” Jenna asked dutifully and the man smiled up at her.

“Sure…Jenna is it? But only if I can buy you one too.” He said and gave her a cool grin.

Jenna couldn’t help but smile as she shook her head, looking at the man sitting in front of her. He was handsome and stylish, his dark hair cut short and a trimmed beard adorning his face. He wore a buttoned black shirt, dark blue slacks and had a fancy looking watch on his wrist. Jenna studied him curiously, toying with the idea that he might be the one and found herself nodding. “Yeah, the thing is, I have this rule. I don’t let people I don’t know buy me drinks.” She said with a smirk.

“Oh, in that case, I’m Eric.” He said grinning.

“Okay Eric, then I guess you can buy me a drink after all.” She said with a naughty smile and turned around. she grabbed the bottle of whiskey and another glass and filled it along with Eric’s glass. They raised their glasses, clinking them, then downed the shots.

For the next half hour or so Eric and Jenna chatted. It was a slow night and Jenna didn’t have much to do most of the time, so she ended up spending it chatting with Eric. They had a few more drinks and laughed at stupid things as they talked about nothing in particular.

“Um, so, any chance you want to get out of here?” Eric asked in a conspiring tone after drinking the last of his second beer.

“Why Eric, are you asking what I think you’re asking?” Jenna asked giggling, feigning surprise. Eric looked at her, mesmerized, and shrugged, hoping she would say yes. “I don’t know. Before I answer, I have to ask you something.” Jenna said mischievously.

“Shoot.” Eric told her intrigued. She grinned at him, then leaned forward, across the bar, and moved her lips next to his ear.

“How are you in bed?” she asked, and his eyes went wide as she moved away, staring at him.

“I well, um. I haven’t heard any complaints.” He said, his cool confident demeanor faltering for a moment. Then he smiled confidently once more.

“How about moans, did you hear any of those?” Jenna asked him in a hushed voice, enjoying teasing him.

“Yeah, I’ve heard quite a bit of those.” He answered, getting aroused by her words.

“Well, if you can make me scream then I guess I could maybe finish my shift early.” Jenna said with a teasing smile. “Irene, you mind if I skip out early?” Jenna asked, turning to the older bartender.

“Sure darling. Not much to do tonight anyway.” Irene said eyeing Eric. “Just watch yourself.” she added as a whisper and Jenna nodded with a sneaky grin and turned back to Eric.

Jenna grabbed her coat and pulled it on, stepping away from behind the bar and moved towards Eric. She watched him as he pulled his coat on, feeling a little nervous, then he turned to her and led her out of the bar and into the cold night.

“My place is not too far.” Eric said and walked over to signal for a cab.

“Yeah, but my place is just over there.” Jenna said pointing to an apartment building across the street. She looked at Eric who returned a big smile and the two quickly made their way across to the building.

Jenna unlocked her apartment door, turning on the lights and ushered Eric in, closing the door behind them. Her apartment wasn’t big, with a small living room, a kitchen, and a bedroom, but it was practical, cozy and tastefully decorated.

“So, this is it.” Jenna said, gesturing around at her apartment. “Do you want like a drink or something?” Jenna asked as Eric looked around the living room.

“No, I think I’ve had enough to drink.” Eric said with a smirk and closed his gaze on Jenna. “How about you show me your bedroom?” he said with a seductive gleam in his eyes.

“You don’t waste any time, do you?” Jenna said with a chuckle and grinned back at Eric as she felt the wetness start to grow between her legs. “Come on.” She said, grabbing his hand and pulled him over to her bedroom. She guided him in, then let go of his hands. “So, are you ready to make me scream?” Jenna asked with a naughty smirk while looking into Eric’s eyes.

“Oh definitely!” Eric said, then grabbed Jenna and pressed his lips to hers, engaging in a passionate kiss.

Jenna broke the kiss, the taste of it still lingering on the tip of her tongue and looked up at Eric with a wanting smile. “Let me just freshen up really quick.” She said, pulling away and he gave her a disappointed nod. “I’ll be right back. Make yourself comfortable in the meantime.” She said and left the bedroom.

Jenna walked into the small bathroom, closing the door behind her, and exhaled slowly. She was already getting aroused, and Eric was definitely hot. She wondered if this could finally be it. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and shook her head. She always felt a little dirty after a shift at the bar, having the guys ogle her, and she turned on the water. She washed her hands, face, and ran a wet hand along her long black hair, making it look sleek and sexy. She pulled off her tight top, adjusting her c-cups in the black bra, then unbuttoned and shimmied out of her tight black jeans, exposing the black thong she was wearing underneath. She ran a finger along the fabric of her thong, feeling the unseen moist spot that was already there, and a tingle went through her. She studied her scarcely clothed body in the mirror, fixing her hair and adjusting her bra, until she was satisfied. She grabbed a condom from one of the drawers, then, wearing only her bra and thong left the bathroom and headed back to her bedroom.

Eric looked around the small bedroom, pacing with anticipation. He pulled off his boots, removed his shirt, then pulled down his pants. He was wearing tight black boxers and his semi-erect penis created a notable bulge. He looked at himself in the mirror, running a hand along his smooth muscular chest, then brushed his hair with his hand and gave himself a confident smile in the mirror. He glanced around the room once more, waiting for Jenna to get back, and started looking around. There wasn’t much in the bedroom; A large bed, a nightstand, a small desk and a shelf with some necklaces and trinkets on it. He stepped over to take a closer look and was surprised to find a small strange-looking statue among the jewelry.

Eric heard the bathroom door open and Jenna’s footsteps approaching as he studied the statue. It was a figure of a person dressed in a dark suit with bat-like wings made of black stone. It looked so out of place there and Eric found himself captivated by it.

“Hey, where did you get this statue?” Eric asked as he heard Jenna enter the room then straightened up and turned around to her. “Oh wow!” Eric let out as his eyes met Jenna’s body. She was gorgeous, her body so tight and hot. He stared at her, moving his gaze along her boobs cupped in the black bra, then down her smooth stomach. He studied the curve of her hips, her smooth sexy thighs, long legs, and the small thong that covered her treasured jewel. He found himself gawking and his penis continued to harden in his boxers.

“Thanks.” Jenna said blushing slightly and studied the hunky guy standing almost naked in front of her. He was well-built, his skin tan, and was smooth all over. Her eyes eagerly drank him in until focusing on his bulging package. She looked at it for a moment then looked up just in time to meet his gaze. “Um, sorry, what did you ask?” She asked, shaking her head while smiling adorably.

“Oh, I was just looking at the statue thing. It’s quite interesting, I was wondering where you got it?” Eric asked.

“Oh that. Yeah, it’s a little creepy, I know, but I’m used to it. It was my grandmother’s. She gave it to me for my eighteenth birthday and apparently her grandmother gave it to her. I guess it’s pretty old.” Jenna explained in a matter of fact way. Eric nodded, then took a step forward. He wasn’t really listening. He was too caught up with her body.

“God, you’re hot!” Eric said with a grin and took a step forward. They looked each other in the eyes, then Eric leaned in and kissed her. He ran his hands along her smooth back as they kissed, sliding them down to her ass and squeezed her round cheeks, making her moan into his mouth, then slid them back up. He undid her bra with their lips still locked, then took a step back as Jenna let it fall to the floor. Eric bit his lower lip to the sight of Jenna’s exposed breasts. They were round and firm, a solid c-cup, with small dark nipples. He stared at them for a brief moment, then grabbed her tits and squeezed, making Jenna moan softly. His cock was already hard in his boxers as he let go of her breasts and looked up at her. He took another step back and watched the expression on her face with satisfaction as he pulled his boxers down, his thick uncut seven-inch cock springing out.

“Oh wow.” Jenna let out and grinned as she studied the hard member. He was all smooth down there, just like the rest of him, and Jenna admired the hard cock, eagerly thinking that his cock might be the one that finally did it. She was getting so wet between her legs, and after studying the hard cock for another moment she looked up. Eric had a satisfied expression on his face, and she watched him grab his hard shaft and squeeze it. At seeing that, Jenna wasted no time. She quickly pulled her now wet panties down, exposing her smooth pussy to Eric. She ran a gentle finger along her slit, her pink lips glistening with her wetness, then looked defiantly up at Eric who started slowly stroking his shaft. They stared at each other lustfully, the sexual hunger taking over them, then jumped each other like two animals.

To Jenna’s disappointment there was not much foreplay and Eric was eager to get straight to the sex. There was not much touching, stroking, or fingering, and though Jenna would not have objected to sucking on Eric’s nice cock, he did not seem interested in that as well. Instead, Eric had her lay down on the bed and got on top of her. He spread her legs wide, quickly slipping the condom she brought him on, and positioned his rigid member at her opening. He pushed in and groaned as he slowly penetrated Jenna, then kissed her as he started thrusting his hips, entering her warm wet snatch while he started moaning.

It felt good, Jenna could not deny that, and she moaned as he pushed his big cock in and out of her pussy, looking up at the pleasure in his eyes as he started going faster. He fucked her missionary for a few minutes, going faster and faster then pulled out and had them switch positions. He had her get on her hands and knees, then got into place behind her. He held her hips as he shoved his hard cock into her snug twat and just started thrusting, fucking her Rockygystyle.

Jenna moaned and groaned, oohed and aahed, as Eric’s dick pumped her wet pussy. He did have stamina, she had to give him that, but despite all his talk about making girls scream, she was not even close to cumming. Jenna gasped as for a moment a powerful tingle shot through her, sparking a sliver of hope but it was premature.

A moment later Eric called out in pleasure and started groaning ominously as his cock began to spout. He gave a few quick thrusts, pushing himself into Jenna, then slowed down. He moaned, his voice shaking, and managed a last thrust. He held his cock deep inside Jenna’s cunt as he continued ejaculating, enjoying the warm embrace of it as he shot the last few loads, filling the condom with his sperm. He held himself inside her a moment longer, then pulled out.

Jenna watched as Eric showed himself out while she stayed in bed, neither one bothering to say much. She was still naked as he left, and as soon as the door closed, she rolled over onto her back and spread her legs wide. Her body craved release, and she reached a hand between her legs as she shook her head in disappointment, realizing he was not the one, then slid a finger along her wet lips, caressing them, and let out a little whimper.

To Jenna’s continual frustration, ever since she started having sex, no guy had ever been able to make her cum. Despite multiple sexual partners and a few relationships, no matter what they tried, none managed to bring Jenna to a climax. She had men touch her, finger her, lick and eat her pussy, which she didn’t much like, and of course fuck her, but no guy had ever been able to bring her to a blessed orgasm. She hoped Eric would be the one, the first guy who would finally be able to make her experience an orgasm, but he was not, and Jenna had to satisfy her needs herself, like always.

Jenna gasped as she inserted a finger into her pussy. She was so wet it easily slid in, going deep into her tight hole. Jenna moaned softly, and started slowly fingering herself, gently moving her finger in and out of her pussy. Meanwhile, she moved her free hand to her breasts and started fondling them. She let out another small moan as she pinched her right nipple, then pulled her finger out of her cunt, her juices coating it, and gently pressed it to her clit.

“Oh god!” Jenna mouthed to herself, her voice rasped, and threw her head back at the delicious touch of her finger. She pressed gently into her clit, eliciting more pleasure, then started tracing a circle around it with her index and middle fingers, moving slowly inwards, gently caressing her clit, then slowly moving out, teasing herself so perfectly. “Fuck!” she whispered as she pressed her fingers to her clit once more, making a surge of pleasure shoot through her. She started rubbing, moving her finger in a circular motion at the top of her pussy and moaning as her breath became heavier.

Jenna spread her legs wider, her heart rate rising along with the pleasure. She pinched an erect nipple with her left hand, then moved her right one away from her clit. She traced a finger along her glistening slit a few times, gently, tenderly, then slipped two fingers into her drenched pussy. She shut her eyes and clenched her teeth at the pleasure, bucking her hips as she pushed both fingers deep into her twat, stretching her pink hole with such divine pleasure, then started fingering herself once more.

The pleasure continued to grow as Jenna fingered herself with two naughty digits. She kept playing with her tits, her nipples becoming more sensitive as her arousal grew. She moaned as she pumped her pussy, her wetness audible with each motion. Jenna whimpered as she continued to masturbate, feeling her climax slowly approaching. She continued to finger herself for a moment longer, feeling the sensational pleasure build up, then at once, pulled out and started rubbing her clit like crazy.

“Oh my god yes!” Jenna moaned in a shaky voice as she finally made herself cum. Her body began to tremble, and she continued to rub her pussy feverishly as the pleasure took over. “Ugh yeah!” she called out and her legs started shuddering as the intense bliss engulfed her naked body. She moaned loudly, her legs shaking, her thighs closing tightly around her hand as she continued to masturbate to the pleasure of her self-induced orgasm. She opened her eyes wide, looking up at the ceiling as her body spasmed with intense pleasure, reaching every nerve, until it slowly started fading away.

Jenna pressed her fingers to her pussy, her folded legs still tightly closed around her hand, and breathed heavily as the last waves of pleasure washed over her. She felt her body begin to relax, and slowly spread her legs open. She slid her fingers one last time along her vulva, then pulled them away. She looked up the ceiling, a somewhat satisfied look on her face as she caught her breath, then she slowly sat up.

Jenna took a deep breath, then slowly got to her feet. She was filthy, smelling of sex, alcohol and sweat. Her hand and thighs were covered with her pussy juices and it slowly dripped down her thigh as she stood there. She shook her head as she thought once more of the unsatisfying encounter with Eric and headed for the shower. On her way out she ran a hand over the strange statue her grandmother gave her, rubbing some of her liquids on it and finding it strangely comforting. “God, I wish a guy would finally make me cum.” She said to herself mindlessly, thinking aloud, then left her room and headed straight to the shower.

By :starrynight

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