ONE-NIGHT-STAND
written by:
Kare

ONE-NIGHT-STAND

It was late when he arrived at the pub. He had worked hard and long that day and he just wanted to relax a bit and why not? There was no one at home waiting for him! Usually he watched TV or was online for a chat in the evening. But today he wasn't in the mood for that, because it was Friday and he didn't have to get up early the next day.

He ordered a beer and looked around. There was no one there and that he knew. That was nothing surprising, because it was holiday time and most of his friends were on a trip or something. That was how it worked, if you were alone and had no family or kids. You got your holiday when all the others had had it or before they got it in the summer time.

But to be honest it was nothing that bothered him, because he was a workaholic. That's why he had a very good position in the company. The only thing that was really bothering him was the solitary feeling that he could not get away from. With his 40 years, he had his needs that wanted to be satisfied.

Several times he had tried it with a prostitute in a brothel, but that was not the real thing for him. He could not get happy with that kind of sex. He was thinking of trying a ‘one night stand,' but he had not had the chance to do that. He wasn't bad looking in his estimation with a full head of black hair and his young body that was not athletic, but well formed, not fat either. The clothes he wore fit him. One reason why he was alone was because of his shyness. He had had a relationship over 2 years ago, but they separated because he worked too much.

Now, he was sitting at the bar drinking Guinness. The jukebox was playing a song by Van Morrison called "Someone Like You". That was one of his favorite songs and he looked around to see if he might notice who chose it. That could not be a lot of people, because there were only about 10 patrons in the pub.

He saw a woman sitting in the corner next to the jukebox and it seemed she was dreaming because of the song. She was about 30 years old. Her body was neither thin nor fat. She looked the way he liked. Her face was surrounded by some curls and the rest of her blonde hair was tied in a ponytail. She wore snug jeans and an olive-colored blouse with a pink pattern.

When she got up and came to the bar to order another Guinness, he saw that she had trainers on. Despite her casual dress, one could see a certain elegance in her behavior. Now, while she was standing at the bar and waiting for her Guinness, he sneaked a closer look at her. For him, she was the kind of woman he liked very much. The bartender might have paid her some compliment because she smiled at him when she got her beer. Just when he was in the mood to say something to her, she turned and went back to her table.

Too late, he thought and he was angry with himself. To get relaxed, he went to the toilet. For this, he had to pass by her. She smiled at him when their eyes met. When he got back, he saw her searching in her purse for some coins. He was wondering about that, but then noticed; the jukebox wasn't playing anymore. You need coins for jukeboxes and cigarettes he thought to himself. She closed her purse with a shrug of her shoulders. This was his chance!

He took some coins from his pocket. With them in his hand he went to the jukebox. There, he turned around and looked at her and asked, "Would like to help choose the songs?"

A smile lit up her whole face and she replied, "I would love to."

Standing next to him at the jukebox, it was soon clear that they both had the same taste in music. Encouraged by that, he asked her, "Would you like to dance?" She first looked around, trying to see if there would be enough space. She did not like to dance with many witnesses around either and wondered if someone would notice. After a few seconds she said, "Yes. But, wait till Van Morrison's "Someone Like You" plays." He had chosen it again to her surprise, but then he had told her that it was one of his favorite songs.

She invited him for another Guinness at her table until the song would come up. He took out a cigarette and he offered her one but she denied it, because she just had stubbed out one. So, he put his cigarettes back.

Now, he did not know what to say, but she helped him by asking his name and telling him hers. Slowly they started a conversation about what they did for a living and what movies they had seen, the things one usually talks about on a first date.

She was worked in a travel agency and was a specialist on Asia. For that, she went to the holiday places in Asia once every 3 months. She said it was best to have a local look at the area to get the correct information and a good impression of the place, so she could be sure that the things she told her customers were right. She told him she had just come back from a trip five days ago.

That's why her skin was suntanned so well, he thought. She said that she'd been here from time to time, because she grew up in this area and her uncle had owned this pub before, that's why she knew the bartender so well. And last but not least, the Guinness you get here is the best in town.

Sometime during their chat, she would look at him with small eyes like she was studying him from top to toe. She was sitting with crossed legs and sometimes she changed her leg position and when she did this, she brushed against his closest leg as if by chance and gave him a look that suggested to him that she was quite interested in him.

Just when they finished their beer the song they were waiting for started to play. He looked at her as though to ask her again for this dance and she nodded. He got up and took her hand.

There were only a few guests in the pub now and all of them were drunk and not able to notice what's going on.

He guided her to the little dance area in the middle of the pub and placed his arms around her. He dared not pull her too close, not while that song played. It was made for dancing close to each other, falling in love, and besides; it is a sensual position. She smiled at him in a way that would say to him, "Come on you, you can do better!"

But he was not sure if he heard her right and so he did not change anything about their position. So, she did it. She pulled him close, with her arms around his neck. She smelled so great, like a mild summer evening; light and juicy both at the same time. Not like most of the women of his age. They seemed to prefer perfumes that smelled heavy like flowers or bathroom soap.

He lowered his head closer to her neck to get still more drawn in by her lovely smell. He felt dizzy and pulled her closer. Now, he noticed her nipples rubbing through her blouse on his chest, because she was not wearing a bra. The skin under his shirt felt burned where they touched him. She did not seem to feel uncomfortable with this because she pulled herself even closer.

This made him feel so hot that he felt himself growing hard. He tried to think about something else, an iceberg for example, to stop it, but it didn‘t work. All his senses had been focused on her warm well formed body which pushed against him in an obscene way.

His hands moved, encouraged because of her actions, along her back and stopped on her beautiful ass. In this position, his hands on her ass, they pushed against each other as close as possible, her head leaned on his big shoulder; they danced for a while lost in the song. He felt his excitement growing more and more because of this closeness and he just hoped that she would not notice; but there was no chance of that.

Suddenly, she lifted her head and looked at him intensely with her beautiful blue eyes. She said something to him which he did not understand at first because he could not concentrate on it. Desire for her took more and more possession of him.

"Pardon?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

I said, "The bartender just indicated that the pub will be close now, but we can stay if you would like to. He will give us a key."

He looked around and realized that there were no other patrons and the bartender was standing near to the door waiting for an answer; do they want to stay or leave with him?

"Hmnn, how is it that we can stay?" he asked not sure if he really should do this. Even his hard cock told him for sure that it wanted to stay with this sexy blonde woman.

"I've told you, I know the bartender very well and I can see and feel that you would love to stay for dancing a bit longer, wouldn‘t you?" She stared down at him where she could see his hardness. Again she looked at him in an obscene way.

"Hmnn, yes you are right I would love to dance with you a bit longer." He looked a bit ashamed. She was more open to this and so she winked and waved her hand to the bartender that they would stay.

The door was closed and locked from outside. Now they were alone!

The next song also was one by Van Morrison called, "Have I Told You Lately That I Love You" and both liked this kind of music very much. Again he took her in his arms and pulled her tight against himself. They got in the same position as before, hands on her ass, as close as possible; her head leaning on his shoulder. First, he hesitated, but then he said, "I‘m not sure if this is really ok with you. I've never done this before."

"Same with me. I mean I've never had a One Night Stand before, but don't worry; it's ok with me as long as you feel comfortable with it, too. If you feel bad about it, we can just dance and nothing more."

"Feel bad?" he grinned at her, because now it was totally clear to him where this would end up; in spite of his hard cock that did not give him any other choice. It wanted to get out of it's "prison."

"Feel bad?" he said again. "I'll show you what makes me feel better. What I would love to do now..." He pulled her much closer to himself and started to kiss her in a passionate way.

She moaned and stroked along his back, while his hands took their place on her ass again and pulled her against his hardness. His desire for her grew more intense when she rubbed herself against his hard cock. And then, she started to unbutton his shirt, and slide her hands over his hairy chest. For a while, she played with his nipples rubbing and squeezing them gently first and then a bit harder. He moved with his tongue along her neck and sucked on her ears, which got her doing a sweet and satisfying purr.

His cock was throbbing. It wanted to get out, but at this point he did not let it. He first wanted to get her out of her blouse so that he could see her round hard breasts with the taunt nipples that he was sure were under it. He unbuttoned her blouse while he was kissing her in a hot sucking and licking way on her neck, behind her ears along her shoulders and then he tore the blouse off from her, throwing it aside without looking were it fell.

Now, she began acting her part; she worked her tongue on his nipples. She surrounded them licking and sucking very hard. She had the feeling he had never been stimulated that way and his body felt like it would burst into flames. He stared at her breasts. They looked like he had guessed! Her nipples were excited and hard. He took one of them in his mouth and sucked on it.

Shivers went up and down her spine and a sweet moan came from her. Her excitement grew with every pull and suck on her nipples. The kind that made her behave with her hands on his ass, pulling him much closer, so that she could rub herself harder against his cock showing how hot her desire for him was.

Now he could not hold himself back anymore and he moved his hands over her belly, her hips, and into the waistband of her jeans. His fingers stroked along the waistband until they arrived at the button. He unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and moved towards her panties with one hand and stroked over them near her crotch. The closer he got to her crotch the more wetness he felt. When she tried to get under the catch on his belt from the side she lost her control and she ripped off his trousers and shorts in an instant.

His rescued cock jiggled up and down in front of her eyes. Somehow he managed it to take off his slippers, trousers and shorts from his feet without bending down. He kicked them aside and then he pulled down her jeans to her knees. After taking off her trainers, she then moved her hips in a special way so that her jeans fell down around her feet. She helped him.

This move with her hips drove him crazy and he wanted to take her that moment. But she avoided this by stepping away and glancing at him from head to foot. Now, with the jeans off, she was stood there dressed only in her black satin panties in front of him. His big hard cock was pointing to the destination it wanted to get to soon. She kept staring at him.

"What‘s wrong?" he asked with an uneasy feeling that she might not like what she was seeing.

‘Oh my god, do not leave and let me stay in this state on my own here,' he thought.

But she smiled and went towards him. A big stone fell from his heart, because for one moment he actually thought she really would leave him, and he would have to use lots of ice cubes to calm down his excitement. Instead of leaving, she moved closer and took his cock in her hands and rubbed it, but only in a way of looking for its measurements.

"I know it's not a small one but it has always fit before." he tried to joke while shivers went up and down his spine.

"How about tearing off the last piece of my clothes." she asked smiling hornily while rubbing herself hard on his cock. She didn't have to ask him twice. He got on his knees which was an advantage to get rid of her hand that was rubbing his cock that much that he felt he would come too soon. And he wanted to be in her when he came. But he had not thought about her in that moment, because she was going to show him some sexy kind of thing in he has never dared to dream of cause it would have made him come in an instant.

But first of all, he started to stroke over her thighs. His fingers were trembling. That added extra stroking affections to her skin which she enjoyed very much. His fingers got closer and closer to her pussy with every move. And the closer they moved, the heavier her breathing got. She went away a few steps closer to a wall so that she could lean on it. Now, he moved over the crotch of her wet panties.

When she gasped, he added more pressure. Back and forth, back and forth - it made her wetter and wetter. Now, he started again trying to get under her panties to feel her silky hot skin with his fingers. First he moved with his fingers like he wanted to draw her vagina in one line, then he gently spread her lips to get to the magically spot which he touched tenderly. She moved restlessly.

Her scent was so wonderful and by this time, he felt his cock pounding again, because of the desire to fuck her right then. He could not do anything but put his mouth onto the wetness of her panties and suck it impatiently. His hot breath flowed over her swollen sensitive lips and she moaned and in desire for him. It made her so hot. She had the feeling she needed to attack him now and ride him like crazy.

Finally, he took off her panties, but very slowly step by step because he used his tongue to do it! In between doing this, he licked over her clitoris to make her even hotter and because he loved to hear her moan. Her clit was swollen and showed itself like a little penis with a hood. But when he had torn off her panties half way, she became impatient and did the move with her hips like before and her legs got going too by this move so that her panties fell down to her feet where she stepped out of them.

She had seen his glittering eyes glancing at her when she did this move with her hips and now she wanted to teach him a lesson with a little torture, because she did not want to let him escape with driving her crazy like he did a few moments ago.

She went to a chair, he could not even see her, so fast was her move. And then, she sat with spread out thighs so he was able to have a clear look at her wet pussy. He moved with his tongue licking his lips and wanted to go towards her but she glanced at him in a way that showed him he had to stay where he was and not make any move.

What happened now was the sweetest and worst torture he ever experienced. She started with her hands on her tits and thighs. Stroking over them and making a dreamlike face as if she was alone. Step by step, her fingers moved closer to her wetness. When she drove with her fingers through her pubic hair which looked like it had dew on it because of her being so wet, she moaned loud. Now, she rubbed over her clitoris, pulled and shook it. With her other hand she went from her hard nipples along her belly and stopped when it arrived on its destination in front of her wet hot pussy.

Obscenely, she looked at him and he already thought he was allowed to join her, but when he started to move she shook her head in disagreement, then she kept going on with satisfying herself. And he could see how much fun she was having with that. With one finger, she moved into her wet cave and started to fuck herself. With the other hand she rubbed her clit in circles, which got faster and faster. Restlessly, she moved on the chair and her breath got heavier. It seemed one finger in her pussy was not enough for her, so she put in a second one. She changed the speed several times from fast to slow, fast again then slowly again......back and forth, back and forth.

He could not stand it any longer. He wanted to have her now. Wanted to fuck her like her fingers did. He wanted to be in there instead of her fingers and feel the warm wetness inside of her pussy with his hard cock which he thought would come in that moment he would move in. But she didn't allow him to. Whenever she was near to an orgasm she stopped herself and played with her nipples instead. He could not believe how disciplined she was!

Several times she fucked herself till she was near to come and he already was thinking of doing it to himself as well, because he was in a kind of state that he could not stand it any longer. Then she started to fuck herself again, but this time she did it very hard with both her fingers and she rubbed over her clit in such a wild and aggressive way that out of the tip of his cock flew pre cum and he had the feeling he would explode just by looking at her fucking herself.

Suddenly, she shivered and shrugged over her whole body and waves got through her. She moaned loud out and screamed, "Fuck me, fuck me!"

Not sure if she really meant him or if it just was her way to moan and scream, if it were usually the words she might say when she was coming he made his way towards her very slowly. This slow movement was an extra torture to him because of his excited state every move set his cock vibrating and sent him close to the waves of orgasm. Even she had stopped fucking herself, now she moaned out loud and her head went to and froe. Then she looked in his eyes and screamed again, "Fuck me, fuck me!"

He moved as fast as was possible towards her. He could wait no longer and she was staying in her position of orgasm. He got on his knees in front of her chair, took her ass with his big hands to pull her nearer to the edge and moved himself into her in one motion. Inside she was so slippery and hot, his cock moved on its own in her wet pussy. And because of her previous contractions, she was very narrow which stimulated him more and more. This feeling was wonderful.

Again, she moaned and pushed herself wildly against him. He laid his hands on her ass and pushed faster and deeper, faster and deeper .He fucked her hard and so badly because she got him to do it with her show. But, even if he wouldn't have any thoughts of being sorry for it for one moment, her wild movements and moaning out louder and louder sent shivers through him because it showed him - that's what she wanted. She wanted to be fucked hard, deep and wild.

It drove him crazy and he pushed deeper and deeper, got faster and faster as he felt her coming under him. She was exploding and came in spasms and it was a long powerful orgasm and feeling her getting through it, got him through his waves of pleasure as well.

Her moaning and screaming was so loud that he was thankful not being at home because of his wafer-thin walls. Now, he was not able to hold back himself and he heard through her moaning that she wanted him to show his feelings as well. She wanted to hear him screaming and that brought him to higher waves and his orgasm grew to an enormous one and he did not hold back his feelings anymore and screamed loudly, "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss.............oh my god................yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss!"

Than he exploded in her and all his cum flew into her. For a moment they stayed in that position and then he moved out of her and helped her to get up.

After they had dressed she poured them both another beer. "Hmnn, was this a real ONE NIGHT STAND? I mean tell me shall it be only just this once? He asked her, turning shy again.

Mysteriously she smiled at him and then she answered, "Who knows!"

THE END