The surrender

I cannot remember what drove me to it. Cruising bars for sex had become a habit. Success can do that to you, but even steady success make you yearn for something different. I looked at her from across the bar and acknowledged her stare. She definitely looked hot and hungry, with eyes that seemed to size me up as a meal. I was about to approach her, when, surprisingly, she got up and approached me. We chatted for a while and downed a few drinks. The last one went to my head, so I turned down her offer to buy the next. “Hey”, she said seductively, “have a couple for me”, and undid the top few buttons of her blouse. Not willing to turn down an obvious offer, I finished a couple more.

She guided me out of the bar and down the street into a nearby alley. Too stoned to protest, I allowed her to take control. She pushed me against a wall, lifted my arms over my head by my wrists, covered my mouth with hers, and began to French me deeply. I was shocked at first, and made a halfhearted attempt to push her away, but she was surprisingly strong, and frankly, I was in such a happy stupor that I relaxed and let her take control. The kiss was long and deep, seemingly lasting forever. She worked her lips and tongue over mine with a level of expertise new to me. I enjoyed my surrender and allowed her to toy with and tease me at her pleasure. Her body moved against mine, and I enjoyed the feeling of her breasts pressing against me, and her hip bone slowly grinding onto my hardening cock. The sensation was intoxicating, but then I was already near drunk.

The kiss and slow grind continued. Deep inside, I knew that if it continued I would cum in my pants, but somehow I couldn’t force myself to shift my position or even try to slow her down. She knew what she was doing. She seemed to sense when I was near cumming and would ease up just enough and watch me squirm and pant, then resume. I thought that I would burst when she pulled back, while still holding my wrists firmly. “You’re almost ready baby. I’m going to enjoy taking you.” Hell, the way I was feeling, she could take me anywhere and anyway she wanted. She spun me around to face the wall, undid my belt and pants, and pulled out my throbbing cock.