Karaoke

Well, here it is a sunny Sunday afternoon, and it would seem I survived the weekend even if I did get lost for a few days. Sometimes, good things happen, and here's how it all went down. Friday, I worked late, finishing up a project and later went out to hunt down some dinner. There I was driving along the road, when a particular establishment caught my eye, or more accurately, my nose. My goodness, that roasting meat smelled good, as I was feeling rather carnal at the moment. Naturally, I slammed on the brakes and skidded into their parking lot as one might expect when hanging a right turn at 35 miles per hour from a moving traffic lane. It's a good thing my Lexux is a stable car. Don't ever let me drive one of those narrow, high-setting SUVs or I'll have it jelly side down in no time.



The BBQ Joint from whence came the lovely aromas touted itself as a restaurant and bar. It advertised, "Warm beer and lousy food," and as an afterthought, announced that tonight was Karaoki night. What more could I ask, as that sort of fun and fare was just what I was looking for at that moment. I needed a lift and figured that this was just the kind of place where I could get it. I like to eat in dark, cozy bars anyway, and the Karaoki show might also be fun. So parking in the rear at the back of the lot to protect my Lexux, in I walked big as life. The door closed behind me, and I was greeted by this trim, honey-eyed little beaver who manned the door, saying, "Hi! You staying for dinner or just joining us for drinks?" "Both," I answered, "Hey baby, see if you can find me a wall table in the bar with a good view of what's happening." "No problem mister," she tossed back, and then led the way, her tight little bunz capturing my attention and as you might guess, my imagination as her ass cheeks flicked from side to side under her tight and shiny short skirt.



The table she showed me was fine, and as I set down, I dropped a C-note on it as a marker to let the staff know who I was and to open my tab. It didn't take the server long to get to me as the smell of money is always attractive to such people. She took my order with a big smile, and I soon after enjoyed a big platter of the best BBQ I'd had in a while, washed down with some cool suds. It was good to relax after a tough week, so I took my time eating and went easy on the beer after tossing down the first couple of glasses to get my blood flowing in the right direction. There were lots of girlies lining the bar and more coming for the Karaoki show, so this place was obviously ripe for action. More than one of the available ladies was glancing at me out of the corner of their eyes, so it looked like one way or another, it would be a long night.



After the dinner hour, they finally got around to starting up their Karaoke sing-along. You know what I mean, those staged events are designed for regular people get up and sing the words to recorded music like they were real singers. Well, why not? Anyway, I ordered a couple more shots and beer and set back to watch the action unfold. Karaoke is one of those words no one can spell, but the Qwest phone book seems to prefer Karaoke, so what the heck, I guess I'll go with that for now. Anyway, none of that really matters as whatever it is, it's fun. People sprout from out of nowhere just to show off their singing abilities and whatever else they can think of to anyone who might be interested. It's a great way to get laid! I guess that is why Karaoke is so popular these days.



Anyway, the hired help got everything set up, and the boys and girls started getting up to do their thing. Some were serious while others were funny. What the heck, I was having a good time taking it all in, tossing shots and sipping beers when this steamy looking gal in a paper thin, tight, maroon dress got up to do her number. This lady was hot! You know how it is, there can be a million people around you, but one stands out like glittering gold. Yeah, she had all the right stuff to make me smile like I'd just won a lottery. She had honey-gold hair and big, brown, doe eyes that made my heart beat faster. Yeah, built like a dream, she flowed across the stage and took the mike off the stand like torch singers do when they start really getting into it. She had been sitting around the corner, so I hadn't seen her before, but I was sure seeing her now. She really took my breath away. Talk about tall and tan and young and lovely! I'm a sucker for torch singers, and she could really belt out a tune with the best of them. She had one of those throaty, sexy voices that makes you stop what you are doing and pay attention. I think my blood reversed direction for the second time in one day. She was good, real good, and she knew it.



Wasting no time, I sent her over a drink and an invitation to join me at my table, which she graciously accepted and soon appeared with sparkling eyes and a knowing smile on her face. "So what you up to, mister, over here all by yourself?" she asked in her throaty voice as she hooked the leg of a chair with her trim ankle. "Oh, I was just waiting for you," I smiled back, inviting her to sit down with a cast of my eyes. "You can call me Nate, and I must say that you can surely belt out one hell of a song, pretty lady. Where did you learn to do that?" Smiling, she softly flowed into her chair and answered, "From a big girl when I was a little girl." She leaned her elbows on the table as her big, brown eyes appraised me over the rim of her glass. She seemed to like what she saw, and I think she knew I was pretty pleased with her too. "You can call me Shelly."



We made some small talk as people do when they are getting to know one another, and I sure wanted to get to know her. Wouldn't you know, she really got to me big time. "I guess you know you are something pretty special, now don't you?" I said in a fairly husky voice of my own. That comment caught her attention for sure. Shelly blushed and showed me a lot of lashes as she tried to gracefully recover from my heart-stopper of a remark. "No, seriously, I mean it." "I know you do, Nate. I can feel it." She finally said. "Sometimes things just happen that way. You turn me on too, Nate, and I guess I don't mind admitting it. Hey, I like that tune they are playing. What say you and me go for a dance?" "Yes ma'am, let's get a little closer for a while and see what happens," I answered, agreeing with her.



The band was playing one of those slow, needful tunes with a strong beat that struck a chord within a person's soul, arousing them on a primitive level that brought fire to their loins and stirred up their passion on an animal level. Shelly and I got up from the table and headed to the dance floor hand in hand, a bond already forming between us. Once out on the dance floor, she turned her gorgeous body to me while our arms sought and encircled each other. I pulled her close and could feel her softness on the palms of my hands as she melted into me, our bodies pressed together, senses reeling. In a short while, we sort of began moving in a dreamlike trance with that powerful music stirring up our emotions to the melting point, feeling every nuance of one another, our bellies touching and grinding together. She smelled of hot woman under her perfume, and the effect made my head spin.



The word overwhelmed doesn't quite convey the feelings I had for her as she nestled deeper into me, her head on my chest. She made me feel as if I belonged with her, and her with me. The warm feeling of her body mixed with her powerful pheromones filled my senses to overflowing as we slowly moved across the wooden dance floor in time to the music. Around and around we danced, and soon came the moment when her lucious lips hovered close to mine, waiting for what might come to pass. I kissed her hard. She kissed me back just as hard, and I felt her lips open. Then in a heartbeat, I felt her fiery tongue joining mine, all control slipping away. It was like lightning striking, the energy of a powerful storm arising over a thirsty land that hungered for fulfillment. I could feel myself getting hard as her leg slipped over my thigh so it massaged her clit to full arousal, her passion mounting by the second.



She was wearing one of those tight and light, low-cut jersey dresses that ended mid thigh, just below the tops of her nylons. Soft and sexy, she was all woman. All that sensory input was magnified, as I could feel her dress sliding over her delicate skin. I sensed she didn't have anything on underneath her dress, and before I knew it, I found myself massaging her silky back with my free hand. Then, unable to resist the urge, my right hand slid on down and cupped one cheek of her delightful ass, pulling her love mound harder against my leg as we slowly moved and turned in time with that lustful music. Around and around we danced, captivated by the powerful, thrusting beat of the music. We were drunk with desire for one another and oblivious to all else. Then all too soon, the music ground to an end, signaling us we had to let go of each other at least for the moment in order to remain borderline socially acceptable.



Music over, we left the dance floor as we had entered it, hand in hand and made our serpentine way back to our table. I seated Shelly and set down, noticing the soft, but unmistakable glow in her eyes. I'm sure I glowed too, as I told her I wanted her and asked her to come home with me. She nodded, so I signaled our server and settled up my tab, leaving the girl a generous tip. Shelly and I couldn't get out of there fast enough. Then walking quickly out back to my pearl white Lexux, I opened her door and helped her inside. Enjoying her, I took my time and settled her on the soft, camel hair seat cushions. I then climbed in from my side and found that my lovely lady had already moved to the middle of the bench, leaving just enough room for me to sit. I like bench seats and ordered mine custom from the factory.



It was a good thing that I had my windows well darkened with double smoke window tinting, as I found that Shelly had removed her maroon dress and was then setting there all soft and nude, waiting for me. Yes, she was totally nude, with even her pussy shaved, not a hair on her body. Anyway, I slipped in and pulled her to me, kissing her deeply, our tongues intertwining as I cupped an ample breast in one hand and stroked her lovely ass with the other, holding her tight. It was like a dream, and I felt like a randy teenager for the first time in a lot of years. Talk about excitement! It was like making out the first time all over again, and I loved it. I felt her questing hand on my crotch and then the next thing I knew, her nimble fingers started undoing my zipper. She knew what she was doing, and In a flash, she had my cock out and had brought it to full attention. She then looked up and gazed deeply into my eyes before lowering her head and starting to suck my engorged cock, her tongue rolling over its head.



I couldn't believe how hot the woman made me feel, my lust rising from the root of my passion. Never have I had a woman suck my cock like that woman. It was like she was making love to my dick and liking it. It was as though sucking me was really turning her on to the max and she couldn't get enough. I slid one hand down and started to fondle her love mound and discovered that it was all wet and slick, her juices flowing like a river. Shelly was boiling hot, and there was no mistaking it. She wanted all of me and then some. She knew what she was doing too. For a little while, she would suck and lick my dick around his head, her tongue making soft, fluttering butterfly moves, flashing back and forth, then she would slide down my shaft, drawing my cock far down her comely throat, clear to its base. I could feel those muscles deep down within her working in a swallowing motion, and it drove me near wild with desire. I couldn't believe her expertise at cock sucking. She was a real prize, and I loved every second of it.



She looked so good stretched out on my seat that I couldn't resist, so I leaned over and began to kiss her down her lovely body and soon immersed my tongue in her succulent pussy, lapping up her juices and licking her hard little clit. I held her shapely ass in both hands and drew her tightly to me as she sucked my cock all the harder. Even with her mouth full, I could hear her moan as she approached full orgasm. This was great, but I wanted to cum in her pussy, so I pulled her off my cock, spread her legs, set her up on my lap and thrust my throbbing dick up into her tight, hot little pussy as I held her lovely ass tightly in my hands, pulling her to me. She cried in delight and passion as I entered her and began thrusting deeper and deeper into her love tunnel. I made sure to rub the top of my shaft against her sensitive clit to bring on her orgasm, and tried to time our pleasure as best I could. Well, it didn't take long before she reached her climax, every muscle in her body rigid, her hands trying to pull me into her as deeply as I could go. No problem! I wanted to be all the way into her. Then unable to stand the torment any longer, I let go, and we came together at the same time. I swear, my dick had reached all the way up behind her belly button when I shot my load. I don't know how she did it, but it felt like she was milking my cock when I came. She wanted every last drop of my cooz, and she got it too.



Our lovemaking was so good we both laughed and cried, one and then the other, holding each other tight and kissing and whispering endearments. After a while, we calmed down, and I pulled a clean towel out from under my seat and dried us both off, smiling as she started to sing, "This Could Be The Start Of Something Big." When she finished, I kissed her again and bade her to get dressed, as I didn't live far away and wanted to get her home and in bed as soon as possible. The evening was still young, and there was a lot more good loving to come.



Nate