It was a little five minute walkway from the bus closure to the bar. It felt alike hours, I slipped at least five times. Luckily, I managed to not descend. I guess wearing high heel in the winter is never a bully idea. I was coming from body of work, and as always, I was under dressed.

Finally ! I got to the bar, shoved the bar door wide open ( trying not to add a foot of Snow in behind me ), and almost threw it off its flexible joint. It was awhile since I had been to Jack's Bar. Nobody really knew the taproom figure. It just had ‘ Bar'written on it in big red letter. We called it ‘ Jacks Bar'for two grounds ; Jack was the owner, and people who went there had ‘ Jack ’.

I sat down at the back of the bar, and made myself well-situated. I was a piddling bit uneasy because I had not seen Jesse in well over five days. We went to high school day together, and grew up in the same neighborhood. After eminent school, Jesse moved to CA to pursue her career in design, and I stayed in Montreal to pursue my report in psychological science. She started a small clothing troupe, and I started working for a topical anaesthetic school board as a psychologist.

I got tired of waiting for Jesse so I decided to drink alone for awhile. It helped me warm up. After a few beverage I saw a familiar face paseo into the bar. But something was a piffling bit dissimilar. She wasn't the Jesse I used to have a go at it. She looked really different. She wore high school leather boots, a Black person miniskirt, and small hooded parka. She had died her hair black, and her eyebrow looked pretty benighted. She was hot, and suddenly my lesbian slope kicked in.

"Sabrina !"she yelled at me, I jumped up and gave her the prominent girly hug ever. I felt her chest pressed against mine through her crownwork, and some very dirty ideas quickly crossed my mind.

The night was a fun mix of intoxicant and catching up. Jesse told me how she loved it so much in California, and had discovered her ‘ hood rocker'slope. She designed clothing for dissimilar local ring, and worked with all these poise rock 'n' roll musician types. She also said she occasionally dated girls, and loved the experience. I was very queer, and pictured my hot thug rocking chair friend making have it off to a shy timid wonk character like me. I had never been with a little girl, but was always curious.

She mentioned tattoos and piercings, but I didn't daring ask where on her body those were. As the night started turning to dawning, Jesse asked me if I wanted to stay at her hotel with her just a few blocks away. I hesitated, but the atmospheric condition was frightening, and it would be an hour to get home. It was Friday night so I figured I'll see where the night goes. In the end I decided I would pass the Night with her.

As she put on her jacket crown on to leave the bar, she caught me staring and her ass, I quickly tried to look away, but she turned to me and smiled. It was hard not to comment her beautiful ass with that really short chick she was wearing. On the way to the hotel she held my mitt, I tried to deplume away but she wouldn't let go. During the paseo she grabbed my ass a few time as a joke, and we both laughed. Honestly, it felt amazing getting attention from such a hot girl. I was feeling down lately, and needed to get noticed.

I tried not to take a leak too much eye inter-group communication with Jesse on the lift, luckily on the second floor a offspring couple got on, so it was distracting enough for both of us."My storey"she whispered. We got off on the 8th floor and headed to her room. I felt so spooky even though I knew her well.

She fumbled to get the door exposed, and dropped her key a few times. We were still pretty drunk and kept laughing about how she couldn't figure out how to open the door. As soon as we got into the elbow room, she grabbed me by the arm and shoved me against the wall. She pushed her physical structure against mine. This time I didn't wrench back I wanted this so bad.

She tasted like the cranberry juice we just drank, but with a lot of extra spit. She was an amazing kisser. Sloppy and wet, but she felt really good. Her hand felt so in force caressing the side of my side. I felt her hand slide up my leg towards my cotton plant lace panties. I moaned so loud I was worried the mass next door heard us. Wow, she really just gets to the point I thought to myself.

"wish to see my piercings ?"“ Sure"was my very prompt reception. She threw her hooded jacket onto the floor."Unbutton me !"she said, while kissing me. I unbuttoned her shirt very quickly, and popped off her black bra with my other hand. Her breast were staring, C cups with piercings on both nipples.

"Bite me !"I cupped her breast and bit her tit, she moaned so much it was making me wet. While I did this, she gently slid her digit into my panty. She was impressed because I was already soaking wet."Clean up on aisle three ”, she whispered in my ear.
She turned me around so my rachis was facing her ; she kissed the dorsum of my neck while sliding her digit in and out of my dripping wet pussy. She yanked my hair and took off my jacket."I want you so bad !"She whispered in my ear, and she tore of my shirt revealing my d cup chest. She took off my bra and squeezed my knocker while playing with my mamilla. I glanced at the hotel room mirror but was distracted because someone starting rubbing my clit while pressing her gorgeous white meat against my back. I loved it so much. Being capable to see a aphrodisiacal hoodlum type make sweet love to me on a frigidness wintertime night.

"Want to see my other piercing ?"she whispered in my ear. I nodded my head, I could barely talk because I was moaning so heavily with her finger's breadth sliding in and out of my soaked vagina ( I hadn't had sex in over a year ).
She walked over to the bed and pulled her dame up, she wasn't even wearing panties ! poor girlfriend must sustain been freezing."Take a smell"she spread her legs out and I could a see a prissy little piercing sticking out of her clit."Are you hungry ?"I got the message pretty quickly. I had no idea want to do, but by the way she was shoving my foreland into her snatch and moaning, I was sure she was enjoying herself. I licked her pussy back and Forth, and grabbed her chest and the same fourth dimension. I was squatting on the reason completely naked at the position of the bed worshiping her beautiful pussy. I felt her entirely body quivering."Get on the bed !"she ordered. She kissed me more passionately as we fingered each other incline by position. Somehow, my shirt clitoris had flown off across the room.

"Get on all four !"I got in doggy-style position on the bed. I felt Jesse 's tongue gently lick my asshole. I was a niggling self conscious, I had not shaved in a while and my pussy was on the hairy side."I love hirsute girls"I wasn't paying much attention to what Jesse was saying because I was distracted by her fingerbreadth sliding in and out of my ass. It felt nonplus, one finger sliding in and out of my ass and one rubbing my clit. I was sure it couldn't get any amend.
"Lie on your backbone"I readily complied. She lay right on top of me my hairy kitty-cat between her legs, and her clean shaven snap between mine. I grabbed her ass tightly as she moved back and forth rubbing her pussy on my leg, and my cunt on hers. Whatever this was, it was working. We both started shaking. We knew what this was .