Alleyway Blowjobs

We were at the local pub. The one with all the dark wood booths and tables, oak pillars, and walnut barstools. The one with the great fish and chips and fine Scotch I so desperately crave. We were laughing, drinking, smiling, smoking, groping, kissing, embracing, drinking, talking, kissing, drinking, flirting, smiling. Enjoying.

The last call was yelled, the collective groan emitted, and I sought your gaze. Your eyes met mine, and you seductively bit your lower lip. You grabbed your handbag and said, "Where shall we go? Whatever shall we do?". In reply, I chuckled and said, " I don't know, love. The night is still ever so young.". You said, "I have an idea". You slid out of the booth in two scoots, and stood. I remained seated, and drank of your beauty. Transfixed, I had to be roused. You extended your hand and said, "Aren't you coming, silly?". I slid from the booth, grabbing your hand, and we sauntered to the door.

Hand in hand, we slowly strolled to the car. The parking lot was about four blocks away. We looked to our right and spied a darkened, cobblestone alleyway. I looked in your eyes and knew. I knew what we should do. You tugged my arm, leading me to the darkest part of the alley. Setting your bag upon a dumpster, you dropped to your knees and made quick work of my belt. You slowly undid my pants button and licked your lips as you slid my zipper down. As you pulled down my shorts, my already hard cock flopped into your face. You took me into your mouth with the zeal of a hungry lioness. Fast and furiously, you swallowed my stiffness, savoring my grunts of pleasure. I knew it wouldn't take long for me to climax under your skillful care. I felt the cum, bubbling from deep in my loins. You stopped sucking only long enough to say, "I can feel you cumming". I erupted. You took all of my seed into your mouth, and swallowed every drop with a sluttiness that is present in only a few. As you stood, you said, "Let's go back to my place and cuddle".