It was her 21st birthday and she wanted it to be a night to remember. She had already went dress shopping and had her hair and nails done. All the little things that a girl does to make herself feel beautiful. The plan was dinner with her closest friends and then to do a little bar hopping.
She was standing in front of the full length mirror in her bedroom for the thousandth time. She was pretty sure she looked good. Better than she ever had for sure. But a typical girl usually does feel self conscious. Although, she was more self conscious than your average woman and that held her back from a lot of things. Especially sex. So standing there in her slightly fitted not too short dress and sexy yet comfortable heels, she made a promise. She promised herself that tonight, she would get laid. She did one more spin in front of the mirror when she heard one of her friends holler, "Hurry up! We're going to miss our reservation!" So she snagged her bag and out the door she went.
Dinner was fun. One or two alcoholic beverages were served and then they left. Bar number one. It was nice. Great music, awesome dance floor, and some good looking waiters. Wanting to pace herself, she only had one drink. She noticed one guy who seemed to be looking her over. She only thought this because every time she looked his direction, he would smile at her. He even winked at her a couple times. She already decided no though. It's not that he wasn't good looking, but it was way too early in the night. Too bad he sent her a drink.
"Oh boy..." she thought. The waiter handed it to her, but when she went to wave at her admirer as thanks, he was gone. Oh well. She sucked at the straw for a minute or two watching as her friends danced. They knew she wanted a drink so that's the only reason they hadn't dragged her out with them. "Hey beautiful." She jumped a little and turned to look at the stool next to her. What do you know? There he was. He was very good looking actually. Her first thought was, "What does he want with me?" But she played it cool, "Hello." she smiled. "Thanks for the drink." He smiled back at her. And what a smile it was. Beautiful white teeth from corner to corner. A little crooked and absolutely charming. "Not at all gorgeous." he replied. She kind of sat there. Admiring her admirer. He was in a black tee with an open leather coat, stylish type jeans and black combat boots. He had longish black hair that was stylishly messy. He looked like he took some time to look a little unkempt. Which was fine with her. He was gorgeous. But she still couldn't figure out what he wanted with her.
"You're too kind." she said. "Well, in my opinion, you can never be too kind to a lady." he replied. Smooth. Real smooth. "So you come here often?" he asked with a corny smile. "Aha. No. Not yet." she winked. "It's my 21st birthday. I'm out celebrating with some friends." "Oh. Because I was thinking, if you did come here often, I must be blind to miss such a beauty." Wow. He was really on top of his game. "There's much more prettier girls in here than me. Why am I so special." He looked her in the eyes for a couple of seconds before answering. "I don't know. You just drew me in."
Before she knew it, they had gone through a counter full of drinks laughing it up all the while. Her friends saw what was going on and decided to stay at the other end of the bar. "God bless them..." she thought. Believe it or not, the two of them hadn't actually talked about a lot. Just the basic stuff. Relationship status, work, hobbies. The conversation had hit a plateau so they were just sitting there smiling at each other. All of the sudden he leaned forward and put his mouth right next to her ear. She shivered. "I can make this birthday your favorite birthday ever." he whispered. His hot breath on her ear was enough to excite her. He sat back waiting for a response. All she could do was give a little nod. He grinned. "Great. Follow me." He grabbed her hand an lead her to the back of the bar. He took her inside the men's restroom.
Surprisingly it was empty. He immediately locked the door and his hands went straight to her face as he leaned down to kiss her. The moment his lips touched hers, she got a tingle through her entire body. She followed her instinct and kissed back. He took his tongue and licked her lips before darting it between to meet hers. She started feeling a warmth between her legs. It grew hotter and hotter with his every movement. He took her overcoat off while he still kissed her passionately. He then started running his fingers up and down her arms. She got wild goose bumps and grinned mid-kiss. He looked at her. "You like that huh? Well just wait." She had to stop him right there. "I need to let you know something." He looked at her with his dark brown eyes. "What is it?" She started feeling embarrassed. "Well, I'm not experienced. I'm, I'm.." "A virgin?" he finished for her. She nodded feeling the heat between her legs start to slowly fade away. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her in close. "Not to worry. It's your birthday after all. Not mine." She sighed in relief as he kissed her neck and she felt the fire below start to warm back up. He pushed her to walk backwards until she was up against the wall, his lips never leaving her skin.
He was really going at it. She was in a whole new world. Her body had never gone through such pleasurable manipulation. Not only was he kissing her neck and chest, but his hand had found his way up her dress. She was glad she had decided to go commando today. His thumb was working her clit while his middle finger played with her opening. All she could do was pant and moan like a bitch in heat. He stopped everything and looked her in the eye. "I want you to turn around." Not sure what he had in mind, she just did what she was told. She felt his hand grab at the zipper on her dress. Ziiiip! Her dress fell to the floor. All she had on were heels, a bra and a smile. He started to lick all up and down her body. He nibbled at her ears and licked her ass. He ran his fingers over every inch of her body. She twirled back around quickly and dropped to her knees. She unzipped his pants and found a very hard dick trying to escape his underwear. She pulled them to the side and grabbed it. She stroked it slowly but firmly while sucking the tip. His face turned bright red and he started breathing heavily. After a couple minutes of BJ, he pulled her back up to her feet and spun her around again. He pressed up against her so that her face was cheek to tile and her arms were above her head pressed to the wall. He leaned in close and she could feel his cock against her thigh. He whispered, "Are you ready doll?" She purred right back, "Very much so, captain." He slowly pushed himself inside of her. It was amazing. He slowly pulled back and pushed forward at least a dozen times while listening to her coo like a baby before he slammed her hard. "GAH!" she hollered with thrill. He kept slamming her harder and harder against the wall. She was making indescribable noises while he panted behind her. He was pumping her like their was no tomorrow sending tingles throughout her whole body. He had one arm planted on the wall and the other in her hair. He was tugging on it, and it felt good.
After a good 5 minutes of wall sex, he pulled away from her and walked her over to the trash can. It was hip height and had paper towels poking out. He bent her forward over the can and spread her legs wide open. She heard him drop to his knees and then felt his tongue in the place which his dick had been not a minute ago. She was sweating and squirming like a worm on a hook. While his tongue plunged in and out, his fingers worked on her clit once again. Then he did something completely different and gave her a good hard lick right in the ass. She yelped. He laughed and got back to work. Finally, he took his tongue and made little circles around her clit over and over. Out of nowhere she started backing towards his face and thrusting. It wasn't long after that, he stood her up again. He brought her over to the sink. It was a double so it had a little space between the faucets. She saw where he was going with this. She hopped up and sat on the edge of the counter and spread her legs while her entered her once again. There was no slow beginner pumps this time. He gave it his all from the get go. While he thrusted her with all his might, he leaned forward and kissed her and nibbled her lips. She had her eyes squinted closed, only thinking of all the bliss she was experiencing. Still pumping away, he had both of his hands on the edge of the counter and his mouth all over her. She had her hands on her shoulders bracing herself so she wouldn't tumble down on top of this poor beautiful man. She felt him start to thrust even harder, and she guessed she liked it because she was tingling and twitching down there in a way she never had before. She knew what was coming, and it was coming soon. He made a snarly growl with every thrust and she knew it was happening for him soon too. They were panting in unison a they bounced ferociously on the sink of the men's restroom. It didn't take much longer before he gave her one more good bounce and they both came at the same time. Her eyes nearly rolled to the back of her head as every nerve in her body tingled in pleasure. He collapsed on top of her, sweaty and out of breath. They stayed that way for just a minute before he helped her down from the counter and on to her feet. Still holding her hand, he looked at her and said, "Happy birthday, babe." The way he said it made her feel like she was the only girl that mattered in the whole world. Funny, since they just had raunchy bathroom sex. They both started getting dressed. After putting her dress on, she went to grab her overcoat. He quickly bent down and grabbed it for her. He opened it up for her and she turned around and slid her arms in. "What a gentlemen!" she snickered. "Oh, but of course." he replied. "Now let's go have some more drinks. Maybe I'll even dance." They walked out of the restroom and back to the front of the bar. Her friends had no problem letting him join them for the rest of the evening. They all had a blast, but nothing compared to when she found his number in her overcoat's pocket the next morning with, "Your best present ever" printed at the very top.