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I discreetly adjust my erection as I rush to the back where the bathrooms are. I have no idea which one Josie is in, so I send her a message.
Me
Get out here. I’m waiting in the hall.
The door flies open, and Josie peeks out, looking left and right for people. When she finds none, she reaches out, grasping my shirt at my chest, yanking me into the bathroom.
“Fuck,” I curse, her lips crashing into mine. She bites at my bottom lip, one hand tangling into my hair. She’s ravenous as I kick the door shut with my foot, fumbling with the lock. Once it clicks into place, I’m thrusting one hand into her hair, the other sliding up over her shirt to cup those tits that she teased me with.
“Andrew,” she gasps into my mouth, pressing her body as close to mine as she can. My back is up against the cool metal door, and I’m so fucking thankful that the band is so loud, or else everyone and their mother would know what we’re doing in here.
I pull back from her lips, breathing heavily. “Give me the panties,” I growl.
Her eyes widen, and she drops them into my waiting palm. “That’s my girl,” I say. Her jaw drops, cheeks flaming red. I tuck them into my back pocket, reminding myself to move them before I leave this bathroom.
I capture her lips again, my hands gripping her hips tightly. I walk her backward so she’s against the far wall, and grind my hardness into her. “Mmm,” she moans. “I don’t want to wait until we get home.”
“I have no intention of waiting,” I murmur.
I glance around the small, yet very clean, bathroom. To my right is a small wooden bench that I vaguely recall making for Jason when he was opening up the brewery. Why the bench ended up in here, I don’t know, but right now, I’m thankful for it. Josie’s wearing a skirt, with a pair of black tights, much like she was the night we went to Paint ‘N Sip.
“Turn around,” I say. She does as I ask, turning around so her chest is up against the wall. “Did you take your tights off just to tease me with your panties?”
“Mhmm,” she answers. “I wasn’t sure if you would come in here, so I put them back on.”
My hand slides under her skirt, smoothing over the globes of her ass. I gently squeeze. “Will you be mad if I rip these?”
“No, definitely not,” she breathes.
I rip the tights, revealing her perfect cunt. My fingers slide between her wet slit, loving that she jolts at my touch, then pushes back against it, yearning for more. “There we go, petals,” I say. With one hand between her thighs, I flick at her swollen clit, her warmth making my hardness ache with each passing moment.
“Fuck me,” Josie cries. “I need you inside me, Andrew.”
My cock twitches with my desire. I quickly unbuckle my belt and pants, undoing the zipper and pulling my cock out of my boxer briefs. Grabbing a condom from my wallet, I open it, sheathing my length in seconds. I sit down on the bench, resting my back against the wall. Pulling Josie’s back into my chest, I widen my legs, giving her room to slide down onto my waiting cock.
“Take it,” I grunt. I shift her skirt up, giving me a perfect view of her ass as she grips my cock to angle it right, and she sinks onto me. With her ass resting on my thighs, my cock buried in deep, I tug her to lean back. Her head falls onto my shoulder, tilting her head to kiss me. She tastes like pear cider.
She gasps with the slight angle change, and I scoot back so I’m able to thrust into her a bit. I pull my legs in so they’re together, and have her rest one leg on each side of my thighs. She’s resting on her tiptoes, my hands tightly on her waist as I guide her up and down. Her legs shake with exertion, but I know she’s nowhere near close.
“What do you need, Josie-girl?” I murmur in her ear. I nibble at the soft lobe, loving the way she reacts.
“Clit,” she says through a gasping breath.
What my girl wants, she gets.
Fingers moving down, I rip her tights further, giving me more access to her. Finding her clit, I circle slowly, building the tension. Josie jumps under the sensation, her pussy tightening around my already aching dick.
Increasing my rhythm, I can feel her getting closer and closer, her body reacting to my every touch, every move. Thrusting my hips, I fuck her hard and rough. Josie meets my movements, her body rising and falling with mine. With one hand between her thighs holding her to me, I slide the other up her chest. My hand clasps around her throat, not squeezing to choke, only holding there, making her aware of its presence.
She moans loudly, and the hand moves, immediately clapping over her mouth to quiet her cries.
“Shhh, you gotta be quiet,” I say teasingly. “Can’t have anyone knowing what we’re doing in here, can we?”
She nods against my hand, an extra gush of wetness covering my cock. She’s such a dirty girl, and I fucking love it.
Mine. She’s my dirty girl.
Her body tightens, and I can feel her orgasm approaching with the speed of a freight train. “Close!” Her voice is muffled from my hand, but I know what she’s saying.
