The girl looked around, eyes wide.
“Now?” she stammered. “But this is a bar. Where would I walk?”
I nodded towards the narrow strip of carpet running between club chairs.
“There’s plenty of space,” I rumbled. “No one’s here yet, it’s early. Take a spin, do a little sashay for Daddy.”
The girl bit her lip again, looking around, eyes darting here and there. But it was true. It was only five p.m., and the place was empty save for two or three dudes at the other end of the room who weren’t even looking our way. Sure, she might have to walk around a couple tables and chairs, but that was no big deal. Besides, she knew that I was commanding, not asking. So Becky got up, teetering again in those high heels.
“Yes sir,” she murmured dulcetly. “I’m happy to walk if that’s what you want.”
And I leaned back in my chair, big body tense but relaxed at once. Shit, was I really so turned on by the prospect of a girl walking? Not dancing, not stripping, not doing some dirty act, but just walking? Damn, I was a lost motherfucker, this woman had me wrapped around her fingertips.
“That’s right,” I rumbled, blue eyes hot on that curvy body. “Walk a little for me.”
And hesitantly, the girl put her silver tray down to obey, but I stopped her.
“Nuh-uh,” I grunted. “With the tray.” I don’t know why, but holding the platter gave Becky an air of subservience, like she was here to please me, and it jacked up my temp, made me want her even more.
So slowly, Becky picked up the tray once more and began walking. She placed each dainty toe before the other, swaying this way and that, hips bumping to a rhythm all her own. Sure, she teetered a little, those heels were fucking high, coming to a sharp point that left indentations in the carpet, but fuck, they made her look good. The brunette was all creamy white flesh, boobs thrust out like a prow as her derriere bumped and swayed in behind.
And shit, but my body ate it up. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, devouring the back view. The slip of her thong disappeared between those huge ass cheeks as she swayed, the purple silk winking under the lights. And her back was so beautiful, elegant and sinuous, topped off with narrow shoulders and lush, beautiful arms, dimpled and curvy.
But it was that ass that I kept coming back to. I stared at the crevice between her cheeks, adjusting myself again, subtly undoing my zip so that my cock could pop out. Aw fuck yeah, that was it. My dick needed air, it was too fucking hard, too fucking aroused in the vicinity of this girl, and as soon as I let it out, it sprang to full mast, the tip gleaming wetly. Oh shit yeah, I needed to be in her, I needed her wet snatch spreading slowly as she lowered herself onto me, the girl moaning with ecstasy while tasting hot, hard dick.
But first things first, because as Rebecca turned to come back after reaching the end of the room, she immediately saw my rock-hard fuckshaft, and even from a distance, it’s a scary sight. The girl’s mouth fell open, disbelieving, eyes going wide. That’s right, a lot of women have that reaction when they see my penis for the first time. Aroused, it’s ten inches and fucking thick, a pole with some real man meat, heavy and deep purple. The ones who’ve been around the block practically fall to their knees upon seeing it, they want it so bad, begging for me to put it in them somewhere, anywhere.
But the young ‘uns, the ones without much experience, are another story. Their eyes grow wide, mouths dropping open, unable to believe the view. Because how the fuck are they gonna fit it inside? How the fuck is this huge pole gonna fit into a tiny twat, one that’s never been breached, no less, the pink shiny and new?
And Becky was no exception. When she saw my dick, the girl teetered immediately in her heels, knees going weak, losing her balance. One hand flew out to steady herself on the back of a couch, as her mouth dropped open with surprise and hunger. Yeah, hunger, because I saw how those nipples stiffened, I saw the flush rush once more across her cheeks. And I could imagine the steady drip, drip of her puss, how the moisture was beginning to coagulate and coat those pussy walls, readying them for my deep pound.
So leaning back, I shoved my hips forward to give her a better view of my cock and with one hand, slowly beckoned her to come back. The girl immediately did as told. Placing one foot carefully in front of the other, she teetered slowly towards from across the bar, huge tits swaying, each inhale of her breath only emphasizing their luscious fullness. And as she drew closer, I could see that the female was obviously mesmerized. Despite the fact that walking was difficult, despite the fact that she still occasionally reached out to brace herself against a passing piece of furniture, Becky never took her eyes from my cock. Oh yeah, the girl was entranced, completely star struck, pouty mouth almost open with lust. And she needed my cock, specifically, to do the honors.