Mitch does a body shot off Fatima
From Create Your Own Story
Mitch shrugged and removed his shirt. As he hopped up on the bar and lay on his back, Fatima grabbed a lime and shoved it between his lips, then sprinkled salt on his stomach. As she took the shot, she looked down at his body, tired and dirty. She leaned down and licked the combination of salt and sweat off of his body, nearly gagging at the flavor, but not hating it entirely. There was something enticing about it.
Fatima moved up to his lips and sucked the lime. The flavor was very refreshing compared to the sweat-salt, and she moaned at the contrast. Spitting the lime on the floor, she looked him dead in the eyes. "Your turn kid."
Mitch got up and stood behind the bar in front of Fatima. Their bodies shifted close together and Mitch could feel blood starting to rush to his jeans. He pressed his body to Fatima's. She gasped quietly, not expecting him to be so forward. He leaned into her and her heart started to race. He was taller than her by a good seven inches, her head only coming up to the crook of his neck. She could smell him again, a primal scent, like a mix of sweat and cologne that made her head spin. She felt a drip slide down her leg and bit her lip as Mitch lifted her and lay her on the bar, moving her tank top up over her stomach. He circled her navel with salt and gently placed a lime in her mouth, then poured the remainder of the tequila into her navel, sucked it out, and licked the salt.
As Mitch moved up toward Fatima's lips to suck the lime, she quickly pulled the lime all the way into her mouth. Mitch tilted his head in bewilderment, but Fatima opened her mouth to show that the lime was still there. Mitch swooped in and french kissed her deeply, scooping the lime with his tongue back between her lips and sucking the juices out. Fatima quickly spat the lime away and returned to kissing Mitch, her body now hot with blood flowing down between her legs.
With the bulge in Mitch's pants crying to get out, he quickly unzipped his fly and released his raging cock into the fresh morning bar air. Fatima looked down at it as her head began to spin again, nearly having an orgasm just from the sight of it. Mitch was used to that response from women. Blessed with a cock that would make a mule blush, he'd gotten quite the reputation around campus. Fatima quickly snapped out of it and looked at the clock: 6:45. The bar would be opening for breakfast in 15 minutes!
"Shit," she said.
"What's wrong?"
"The breakfast crowd's gonna come in soon. What should we do?
