Purple dress lady

I enter Rudolf’s bar again, looking for companionship. It looks the same as always. I scan the bar and am surprised to see purple dress lady again. Same dress, same barstool. I walk to the same empty stool as last time and gently glide my hand across her shoulders as I sit.

“Fancy meeting you here. Again.”

She barely looks at me, but says pleasantly, “There is the big, tiger dick I’ve been waiting for.”

She is sipping same drink as last time. I flag the bartender. “Two more of these, please.”

“You really know quickest way to the back of a woman’s pussy, don’t you? Want to know a secret?” She asks conspiratorially.

I put on a serious face. “I do!”

She leans in and whispers, “I’m already wet. You know what I'm like. So get at it, tiger.” Then she keeps sipping her cocktail. The other two arrive and she starts sipping the next one.

I am a little confused. “To my place then?” I stand to leave. She doesn’t reply or look at me. Her only reaction is to scoot back on her stool a two inches. The hem of her purple dress sways gently against the stool legs. She just stares ahead blankly and tends to her drink.

I run my hand down her spine and cup her ass, then I give it a squeeze. She scoots back further into my hand. I move to her bare thigh and run my hand up under the fabric and feel her ass directly. There are no panties or thong. She keeps sipping and casually staring ahead.

I look around the bar. Everyone seems to be enjoying their own conversations.

How wet is she? I wonder. I slide my hand lower and feel wetness. I push my middle finger into her pussy. I hear a wet skoosh sound. Juices are leaking out of her.

What a fucking horny slut.

“Mmmmm,” she moans as I finger her with one, two, then three fingers. “You can aim higher,” she says, then sips again.

I hesitantly take my fingers out with another skoosh, then plunge a finger into her asshole with little resistance. It is wet and leaking lubricant as well. What the hell? Whatever is happening, I am more then ready at this point. I get up and stand behind her. And flip her dress up. The bottom of her ass, the stool, the floor around the stool are pooling her dripping juices. She must have be oozing here for hours.

I unzip, pull my rock hard erection out, smear her stringing love juice all over it, and plow it straight into her asshole. I ram her ass, holding her hips still. She moans and sips her cocktail at the same time. "Fuck, baby. Your ass is so good." I grab her tits and rail her harder.

She moans louder. “Oh...ohh...Ohh...OHHhhh...” Lewd squelching gurgling sounds come from her pussy, her juices leaking everywhere.

I grab her by the hair and shove her head down to the bar, folding her forward. Her ass jackknifes out, opening her ass to me more. She throws her arms forward, spilling the drinks and sending one crashing on the floor. “oh yes...OHHHHH...OHHHHH YES!” Her stool skids erratically as I jackhammer away, balls striking her pussy, sending spatter in every direction and pulling gooey strings between them that slowly arc to the floor.

I lean forward and grab the underside of the bar. I yank myself forward on thrust. Her stool tips up on two legs as I propel my battering ram into her sopping asshole.

“FUCKKKYEESSSSSSS!”

She shudders violently, spraying more fluids all over the stool and under the bar, then collapses. Her face rests on the bar with her mouth open, covered in spilled cocktails. Her chest is heaving. She looks like a fish gasping for water.

I pull out with a wet pop and walk away. Her drooling ass juts out for all to see, with her arms dangling uselessly on either side.