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Surprise Me; Surprise You free porn video
We strolled about the casino for a bit, dropping a few dollars here and there but not staying in any one place too long. After about an hour, we made it back to our favorite bar, the Agua. Being a weeknight and the weather frigid and snowy outside, the casino and the bars were sparsely populated. The Agua was no exception.
A couple of singles sat at the bar closest to the casino. One couple sat in the far corner on a sofa, oblivious to the world around them. We took seats at the bar, too, at the far end. As the bartender came around the bar, she looked up and grinned.
"I remember you two!"
She looked at you and added, "You look as stunning as you did last time you were here. Really unforgettable!"
I squeezed your hand, "See? I told you."
You tried for that "aw shucks" look. Might have worked for her. Didn't work for me.
"Hendricks and tonics tonight?"
You know you've got a good bartender when she has a memory like that.
You opted for what she remembered. I switched it up and ordered Angel’s Envy on the rocks.
She introduced herself as Sherry and asked our names as she mixed our drinks.
"Here you go, Valerie and Michael. Shout if you need anything. I don't think I'll be too busy to get right to you."
We sipped our drinks, chatted and played a little video poker. One drink became two.
Halfway through our second cocktails, you turned to me, leaned over and whispered, "Hold out your hand."
I did as ordered and you placed your hand over mine, depositing something flat and round.
You moved your hand to reveal, well, I wasn’t quite sure what.
“Know what it is?” you asked quietly.
“It, um, looks like a remote of some sort,” I stammered. “Not sure I’ve seen a purple one, though.”
“It is a remote. For this.” You slightly opened your other hand to reveal a purple, oblong shape.
“Oh myyyy,” escaped my lips.
You didn’t need to explain the egg-shaped vibrator. I held the remote.
"I've been teasing you all day, baby," you whispered as you reached over and squeezed my thigh. "It's your turn."
Fully expecting you to slide down off the barstool and head to the ladies' room to put the egg in its proper place, I turned my stool to give you room.
"Turn back around."
I did as ordered, though I was a little puzzled.
Oh so casually as we continued to chat, you deftly slid up the front of your dress -- even pausing for a moment to get a sip of your drink -- pulled your panties aside, and pushed the egg between your lips until it disappeared. The tiniest of groans escaped. You straightened yourself and turned back toward the bar for another sip of your drink.
Your head down a little, you turned it to me. "Waiting for something?"
Your insertion of the toy and the subsequent straightening was as subtle as one could imagine. Even if the place had been weekend-full, there’s serious doubt anyone would have noticed.
With the remote in my pocket, I found the button that brought the egg to life. Immediately you took my hand and gave it a squeeze, telling me the toy was working as prescribed.
"It's not going to take much," you offered. "It's resting perfect in the right place."
“Not going to take much? For what, Valerie?” I innocently asked.
“Don’t be coy.”
“I want to hear you say it.”
“It’s not going to take much to make me cum. Satisfied?” The minute pauses in your speech told me all I needed to know about the effectiveness of the toy.
“I’m certain I will be.”
For a split second, the thought raced through my mind to rapidly push up the intensity. But having you percolate a little longer seemed like an infinitely better idea.
"God, that feels amazing," you sighed just before taking another sip.
"So, what are you two up to tonight?" Sherry asked as she approached to check in. She was bored and making small talk. As we chatted, I gave the remote a little shake, pushing up the intensity slightly and causing it to pulsate.
It caught you in mid-sentence, but you kept right on talking with a slight shift in your seat, the only sign that there had been a change. I noticed. Sherry probably didn’t.
We talked a little longer before she moved to fill the drink requests of other patrons.
As she left, you turned facing me, your eyes wide and lips barely parted. I couldn't help but smile.
"Fuckkkk." you mouthed. Then you leaned forward and said in my ear, "Riding you right now with the egg in place. Damn, that would be amazing!" Your sentence trailed off.
With that, I rolled the remote again. It hit a new level. You hit a new level and moaned loudly in my ear, though no one else could hear over the music.
"Not yet, Valerie. Not yet.”
You sat up and turned back to the bar. We drained our drinks and agreed that one more was in order before retiring for the evening. I could see your legs quivering. Your breathing became slow and shallow as you worked to keep control. You were on the edge, oh so close to going over.
I leaned against you, dropped my left hand between your legs and oh so lightly ran a fingertip up the inside of your thigh.
That, with the vibes of the egg, was all it took. Your head dropped quickly, and your body shook. Your legs clamped closed around my hand. A slight whimper escaped your lips.
"Is she okay?"
I looked around to see Sherry standing on the other side of the bar, a bit of concern on her face.
You looked up slowly. Her concern turned to a smile.
"Is she...?"
"Yes," I answered.
Her mouth opened slightly before she mouthed, "Oh myyyy."
She licked her lips slowly and turned to walk away.
You finally looked around at me. I turned the remote back to the lowest setting.
"I think I need to go to the ladies' room."
You gathered yourself for a moment and eased slowly off the bar stool. I pulled you close and kissed you softly.
"Don't take it out," I whispered.
You started to protest.
"Don't take it out," I said as I squeezed your hand.
I watched as you walked. I couldn't help but think how incredibly wet you must be.
I turned back to see Sherry coming back my way. She was grinning ear to ear.
"I've been doing this sixteen years, and that's a first," she said.
"Really? Never before?"
"Never. I've seen a million horny men and women, but I've never, ever seen anyone have an orgasm sitting at my bar...at least not that I know of." She looked around and added in a low voice, "That was amazing!"
Pretty sure I had quite the proud smirk on my face.
"If I'm not being too forward," she continued, "may I ask, how?"
I slipped the remote out of my pocket and opened my palm.
"What is it?" she asked with a look of curiosity on her face.
"A remote."
"A remote?" Before she finished the question, it dawned on her what I meant.
"Oh. Ohhhhh! You, sir, are a devil!" she whispered.
As you sat back down, you leaned over and whispered, "I had my cum running down my legs."
And with that, you turned for another swallow of your drink. You had -- at least outwardly -- completely regained your composure.
"The bartender wanted to know how."
"And did you tell her?"
"He showed me," Sherry said as she slid two fresh drinks in front of us. "These are on me," she said with a smile, then turned and walked away.
"So, how's the toy doing?"
"It's happily buzzing away like it's supposed to."
Before that full sentence came fully out, you straightened a bit.
"Damn!" you whispered.
"What?"
"I don't know what you did, but that was intense. And different."
I just grinned. "In a good way?"
"Oh yessss."
"What do you think it would be like if that were vibrating in you while my tongue slowly licked your clit?"
"Oh god! That would be sooooo fucking hot, Michael!"
And with that, you shuddered again.
"I'm going to cum again." The look on your face told me you were right there.
Sherry came back our way and your head dropped again, then came back up quickly.
"Oh my! Again??" Sherry asked so the question was shared only among the three of us.
Before I could answer, you nodded emphatically, shoulders shaking, eyes wide and breathing deep through barely open lips. Your right hand grabbed my left and you squeezed.
You turned and looked straight into my eyes.
"Make it stop,” you quietly begged. “Please."
And it did.
I smiled and reached across the bar. Sherry placed the remote back in my possession.
You watched the exchange, looking back and forth between us.
"Thanks, guys," she said as she tore up our bar tab. "I'll cover this. The show was worth every dime."
She walked away. You watched, then turned your stool to face mine.
"Surprised?" I asked.
"Oh my god, yes! I thought it was you!"
"She works hard and is a good bartender. Thought I'd let her get a little kick tonight."
"Speaking of hard." You took my hand. "It's time for us to be alone."
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