On the way home......

"We're stopping?" Lindy got out of the car. "I thought Li was cooking tonight."

You'd stopped in front of an Italian restaurant. "She probably is," you shrugged. "But I'm hungry and we have a while before we have to get home." You looked at her. "What? You don't like Italian?"

Lindy shrugged. "It's all right." She was wearing a loose shirt over her swimsuit top. "I'll just wear the shirt in." She took the bikini top off and tossed it in the car. You could see the outline of her nipples on the shirt.

You led the way inside. Lindy grabbed your arm, holding it close. You could feel the softness of her breasts on your arm. The hostess gave Lindy a strange look, then looked back at you. "How many?"

You looked over at the bar, which was nearly empty. There was only one other couple sitting there. "The bar is full service, right?" You led Lindy over to the bar without waiting for a reply.

Lindy sat down next to you, a slight smile on her face. "It's been a while since I've been out." The bartender came over, and you both ordered drinks. It took a moment for the bartender to bring them back. Lindy's choice of drink surprised you a little bit. "I never took you for an Old Fashioned type of girl," You laughed. "Guess I was wrong."

"Very funny," Lindy smiled as she sipped the caramel colored liquid. "I love whiskey." She smiled at you. "I thought you would've chosen something a little stronger than a Long Island."

You laughed and sipped the drink. It was made well; you couldn't really taste the ****. "A long island is a poor man's drink, in my opinion." You took another drink. "It's the most **** for the cheapest price."

"You want to get drunk tonight?" Lindy laughed. "Think the sex will be better that way?" She leaned into you.

You shrugged. "Maybe?" You slipped a look at her; she really was quite beautiful. She'd had short cropped hair when you'd first met her, but it had grown down to her shoulders. Her face was the perfect combination of innocent and mischevious. There was always a spark in her eyes; like she was laughing at something only she could see.

Lindy took another drink of the Old Fashioned, then downed the glass. She called the bartender over and ordered another. "How many people are you going to have in the house?" She looked at you. "Because I was serious before. You're going to start running out of room."

You started to answer. Before you could, the guy from the other end of the bar interrupted the both of you. "What are you doing here with him?" He slurred the words. "I can show you a good time."

Lindy sighed. "Does that work for you?" She looked at the other end of the bar. "What about the woman you're here with?"

The guy laughed. "I'm just trying to get into her pants." He held up a small pill. "She won't remember it anyway."

Lindy laughed, "I bet they say that even when you don't **** them." She looked at you; you shrugged. "All right. You want to fuck me?" She pulled her shirt down; it showed distinctly she wasn't wearing a bra. "You want to have this all night?"

The guys jaw dropped. It must've been the first time he'd met someone like her, because for a blissful moment, he was speechless. Then he started talking again. "Oh baby, I'm going to ride you so hard."

Lindy smirked, then called the bartender over. "Your best scotch, please. Two glasses." She looked at him. "What's your name?"

The man tugged on his collared shirt. "Alan."

"I'll tell you what, Alan." She leaned in close to him. "I will give you the best time of your life," she downed the scotch in one go. "If you can beat me."

Alan looked confident. He unbuckled his pants, whipping his cock out. "So you can get acquainted."

Lindy suppressed a smile. "It's cute," she deadpanned. She handed him the shot. "Your turn."

Alan downed the shot. Lindy called for two more.

"What's David doing?" The woman had come back from the bathroom. "I thought we were on a date."

So did I. The woman was dressed up for one. She had on a pleated skirt with thigh high socks, and a tube top that showed just enough of her middriff. She filled out the tube top well, and her dark hair was in a bun with chopsticks in it. The dark hair contrasted well with her pale, almost white face. She had black lipstick on to complete the ensemble.

"Well, he challenged my friend to a drinking contest." You shrugged. "My name is John. What's yours?"

"Jane," she said after a moment. "Jane Park."

"If I buy you some drinks, will you fuck me?" You smiled at her.

"Sure," Jane nodded. "Do you need me to take my panties off now?"

"No, you can keep them on." You motioned the bartender over. "Another Long Island for me, and whatever she wants."

"Sex on the beach, please." Jane smiled at you and slowly rolled down the tube top. She had a pair of perky breasts with nice pink nipples. She lifted the front of the skirt; she had a black thong on. She waited until the bartender brought her drink. She downed it at once. Jane smiled. "That was pretty good. Let me get a kamikaze next."

Jane turned you around, so you were facing the dining room. She moved her hands slowly, deliberately as she unbuttoned and unzipped your pants. You felt her warm hands on your cock. You kept your hands on her breasts, tweaking her nipples slightly. She breathed in sharply and moaned softly. "If you do that, people might notice." She pulled herself closer to you, and slid her thong to the side. "You like what you see?"

Her shaved pussy was right in front of you. She turned back to the bartender. "Let me get a Big Bang." He looked at her for a moment, then chuckled. Jane gripped your cock, teasing it. She slowly started to stroke you, moving her pussy closer to the tip of your dick. You could feel the warmth from her pussy; you could almost feel the wetness. The bartender put the shot down. Jane took it and put it in her mouth; then she kissed you. She got on you lap while she kissed you, pressing your cock against her pussy as she slid up your shaft. "You're so big," she whispered. "I don't know if you're going to fit."

Jane slid her pussy up and down your shaft, going slowly. Finally, she put the tip of your cock at her entrance. She took a deep breath, then she slowly slid you inside. Just the tip of your cock was inside; you didn't know if she could fit the rest of it in. Jane wrapped her legs around the legs of the barstool and pulled herself down your cock. She gasped as the entire length went inside of her. It was almost too much; you could feel her pussy stretch to get around you.

"Wait. What are you doing?" Alan looked over and saw Jane straddling you. "What are you doing with him?"

"Fucking him," Jane pulled up the front of her skirt to show your cock all the way inside her. "He's bigger than you, too." She looked back up at you and started sliding up and down your cock. It took everything you had for you to keep from cumming. "Come on, baby," she whispered in your ear. "Fill me up with that big dick."

"Well I'm going to be fucking your girl soon," Alan slurred the words. "Then you'll see what a real man looks like."

Lindy winked at you, then gave Alan another one of the shot glasses the bartender had just poured. "You're not going to let a little girl like me drink you under the table, are you?"

You ignored his response, focused on the sexy woman in front of you. She started grinding on your cock; you grabbed her ass roughly. "Mmmm," she moaned softly in your ear. She lifted your shirt so you could feel her breasts on your skin, and then pressed herself into you. Jane used her hips to keep the rhythm going. "Are you going to cum in me?" She whispered huskily in your ear. "I'm not on birth control," she said as she impaled herself on your cock. You could feel the pressure rising in your balls. Jane kissed you, putting your hands on her tits. "I know you want to cum in my tight asian pussy, John. You want to cum in someone else's girl." She started going a little faster; you had to lean back against the bar so you both didn't fall down. You pulled her hair back, slightly and she smiled. "That's it, baby. Make me yours!" You felt the pressure in your balls ache for release. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Yes, John! Cum in me!" Jane pressed herself against you as you felt the cum shoot inside her. Your dick was twitching as you shot load after load of cum inside her. Jane leaned back, not getting off your cock, and smiled. "That was the best lay I've had in a long time."

"You are fantastic," you laughed. You reached down to her pussy and started playing with her clit while you were still inside her. She tightened up almost immediately. You used one hand to support her back while you fingered her clit, letting her lean back to give you better access. It took a minute or two, and then you felt her body spasm as she orgasmed.

"I take it that it's been a while?" You pulled her close. Jane rested her head on your shoulder. "Too long," she finally whispered.

"So, are you two done?" Lindy broke in. "Because we still need to order."

Jane looked at her. "What about Alan?"

Lindy looked at the drunken mess on the floor. "I think he lost five or six shots ago?" She shrugged. "I guess some guys just can't hold their liquor."

You resisted the urge to call bullshit. "You didn't use the pill on him?"

Lindy held up a square pill. "Nope," she put the pill in her purse. "You are going to have to get off of his cock at some point."

Jane blushed, then stepped back and readjusted her panties. You suddenly felt hungry. "If I buy you dinner, will you," you could feel Lindy glaring at you, "give me your number so I can see you again?"

Jane laughed, "sure."

Lindy smiled at you. "Good giving everyone space. Now put away that monster before you get us arrested."