The Bar (another straight crush :) )

The Bar
Mmm, her hair was soft, she smelled good and she was crazy. She was perfect, great body, great sense of humor, I wanted her from the very second I saw her. She had an underlying sensuality red with intensity. The one thing that had kept me away was that she was straight. My extreme attraction to her made me overly cautious, practically ignoring her at times. She always came to me though, getting me to laugh and marvel at how I couldn't not smile around her.
Tonight we were all drinking and making the most of a beautiful night. She was already mostly hammered and I wasn't far behind. I really hadn't been paying that much attention to her. I caught her looking my way a couple times, the way people look at each other when they think the person is unaware. There was an expression of open curiosity on her face, and something else. Anyway, she looked away when she saw my glance. I walked back over by her and my other friends. Everyone was buying shots and I hardly knew what they were or where they came from anymore.
I whispered to my roommate that I was going to go fix my hair which was straying from its band. Walking over to the bathroom I was surprised to see a lack of lineup at the door. I stood next in line and looked around casually. I could see her looking around but trying to be discreet about it. Our eyes met and she held my gaze for a beat or two. The bathroom door swung open and I walked rather quickly past the exiting person.
I closed the door behind me but did not lock it since I was only doing my hair. Putting my hands above my head to mess with my hair I caught sight of my stomach, nice I thought, not that it was helping my current situation. As I fought to get all my hair in the holder the door pushed open and she wrapped her hands around me, hands spread across my stomach. God you are so sexy she said half quiet. She kept her hands on my mid section feeling my stomach, tight with excitement, . I was tense thinking about her hands finally on me. I grabbed her arm and got behind her, pushing her against the closest wall. One hand held hers above her head and against the wall, the other went right to her jeans. Her hand was on mine while I undid the top button. I pushed my hand roughly against the jeans. She held my hand and I sensed some hesitancy. I whispered to her, “If this isn't what you want we can stop”. She was breathing heavy and moved my hand, entertwined with hers, down the wall a bit. Warm wetness filled my senses as she ran her tongue down my finger. She pulled the zipper of her jeans down to give me more access. I slowly slid my hand to the top of her sexy little underwear, she was still but tense. I let one more finger slide down a bit and was greeted with wet warmth. She moaned and pushed against the wall as I gently played with her. Her clit was swollen and hard, it wouldn't take much to get her to come. Pressing my weight into her and against the wall I reached down further and slid a finger into her. She grabbed me tightly and I added another finger. She was very wet and I slid in and out of her easily. Leaning back she turned to kiss me, I ran my tongue across her and moved my fingers back up to her clit moving slowly across it. Her fingers dug into my arm as I continued to stroke. I stopped fingering her and took my hand out of her jeans. She held it at the top and then sighing let it go. I turned her slowly to face me and was a little surprised to see an almost shy look on her face, mixed with a look of desire. It was so hot that she wanted me that much. I touched the strap on her shirt then pulled it down her shoulder, my other hand got the next. She put her hands on my waist and kissed me sweetly. She leaned up and caught my earlobe in her teeth. “I really wanna come, she breathed in my ear.
My stomach siezed, I pulled her shirt down and put my mouth on her perfect pink nipple, massaging the other one with my thumb and forefinger. I made warm wet circles around her nipple eliciting sexy moans that almost put me over the edge. As I put my hand down her pants again I wasted no time going right to her clit. I wanted so badly to make her come with my tongue on her clit but decided to save it. I moved my mouth to her other nipple and slid three fingers inside her, though it was a tight fit. I wanted her to think about this for awhile so I got a good rhythm pressing into her G-spot as I moved in and out. She was full on moaning, urging me to go faster. I stopped fucking her and found her clit again. She was swollen and throbbing, aching to come for me. I ran my finger up the length of her wetness very softly, feeling her quiver was exciting. I started massaging her once more and she rocked against me. She cried out with her orgasm then relaxed against me allowing me to continue to stroke her sensitive spot. I kissed her roughly and she kissed me back with equal intensity. Her hand was flat against my stomach then she hooked a couple fingers into the top of my pants. She pulled me to her and kissed me like she wanted it again. She buried her hands in my hair and pressed my head against her. I was so wet that I was becoming even more aroused by that feeling. I let her turn me so that my back was now to the wall. She pushed me into it kissing me hard, normally I got off on getting people off but I was so horny that I wanted the release.
Pushing her away a little I slowly undid the top button on my pants with one hand. Her mouth opened slightly and I moved my hand down my pants. I was soaked and as swollen as she. I found a rhythm., God, I said her name and she gave a shudder, looking at me with suprise. I continued to masterbate for her. Finally she grabbed me and ground her mouth into mine. She pushed her hips against my hand and I gave a final moan before climaxing and nearly falling over. She kissed me slowly down my neck to my collarbone and back to my lips. Now I really wanted to taste her. I wanted to spend all night fucking her and making her cum. For now the banging on the door was a sobering reminder that this was neither the place nor the time..