Music, Guiness and Mike

Mike is gigging tonight. I've been able to find out where he is playing and I am currently sitting by the bar, with a beautiful pint of the black stuff. I watch as he gets ready to go on the stage with his blue guitar. he seems concentrated and somewhat happy. He likes what he does... and the women that it brings!

He doesn't know I'm here tonight. Anyway, we've never met, so even though he keeps telling me he would recognize me, I don't think he would.

I am enjoying being on my own, as if I really was a single lady, not a wife, a mum, just myself on a night out.

The music starts. He's actually ok, I think to myself. He plays a couple of songs, and I get brave during my second pint: I get a little piece of paper, and I write: 'Hola, nice gig.' I ask the barman to get Mike a drink from me and slip the little piece of paper with it. I tip him, and soon the message is 'on stage.'

He reads it and knows straightaway I'm there. Looking at the crowd, he tries to find me while playing his songs. It's funny to see. I am not even paying attention to the gig, making myself busy with other stuff, just building up his excitement.

At some point, he says: "This one is for a very special Spanish lady. This is for you, Cristina."

I look at him and our eyes meet. I still don't know how I'm feeling about this. He does look excited. I kind of feel a sharp pain of excitement as my pussy melts. I must like this after all... I shouldn't find this surprising. We have chatted many times before and we seem to share some hobbies... or fantasies lol.

The gig goes on. I cannot wait for it to finish. And finally it does! Mike comes over to me:

"You really are a naughty girl... I'm going to pack my stuff, and I'll meet you here asap."

A quick silly kiss on my forehead and off he goes, leaving me speechless.

I am not sure if I'm annoyed or amused, but I wait for him. he orders a couple of pints.

"Well... you are finally here. Did you enjoy the gig?"

I didn't think he was going to be such a confident guy, and I'm suddenly feeling shy.

"You really have beautiful eyes," he says.

We get talking nonsense about our lives, nearly deep conversations. He is so easy to talk to.

The stools we are sitting on seem to have magically gotten closer. His leg between mine, my body leaning towards his. I like this guy. I would let him fuck my brains out. Besides, he claimed to be a great kisser and good at oral sex... I must try that.

"Mike, should we order a drink and bring it to my room?"

He didn't realize I had booked a room at the hotel he was playing at. He looked puzzled for a second, but immediately ordered drinks and we were on our way up. I feel his eyes staring at my bottom when Im walking in front of him going upstairs.

We get to the room and we start kissing. He grabs my bottom and keeps me very close to him so I can feel his erection on my belly. His tongue plays in my mouth And I moan as he kisses down my neck. It's so erotic... I cannot even move. I am just enjoying this treat where I am so wanted and desired.

He pushes me to the bed and holds my hands over my head, kissing me, licking my lips, nibbling on my earlobe... hmm... he really knows what he's doing, and I am in sooo much trouble. I'll do anything he wants now.

"Don't move," he says.

And with my arms over my head, I stay still and he goes down, kissing me all the way to my hips. He takes off my trousers, revealing my simple black underwear. It's soft to touch and it is so wet. As expected, he plays with his tongue up and down my slit, over my underwear, smelling my sex and enjoying my excitement. I tend to feel shy about getting oral sex but I can hear his breathing and his passion; he is enjoying himself, so I let myself relax. He works on me without any rush, probing my hole with his tongue. Turning me round, he slides my underwear to the side and keeps licking me. Spreading my ass cheeks, I am hoping he ventures into my dark hole, and thankfully he does. This is something I've been "gifted" only once, and I am thankful for it, which I show by moaning and pushing my bottom against him, making his tongue go deeper inside me.

"Hmmmm.... Mike..."

I am in heaven. It's a slow pace, and I'm loving it.

He turns me around again, kisses me, and takes off my underwear. I can see his hard cock ready for me. I consent with a look, and he penetrates me while looking into my eyes. Instinctively, I arch my back as pleasure fills me. Without a word, he pounds me rhythmically, thrusting harder, a bit deeper each time. This goes on until he tells me:

"I am about to come, Cris. I'll come inside you, and lick you clean until you orgasm, ok?"

I find this so exciting I nearly come instantly. I don't, but he does, grunting with pleasure and saying my name.

As promised, he goes down on me again and, as he takes a loud slurp of our juices, I come all over his face, holding his head in place.

We stay in bed, comfortable with each other, knowing there'll be some more action soon again.