Harvey Wallbanger

by

G.W.Rayne

Walking into the seedy little bar, she glanced around, noticing how deserted it was, the dust covered windows casting a dim pall over the room. Sliding onto a bar stool, she slowly crossed her long, copper-tanned legs, her frayed cutoffs baring a cheek. Sighing, she leaned on the counter, her chin resting in her hand. Seemingly alone, her eyes wandered about the somber little room, catching sight of a jukebox in the corner.

Standing off in the shadows, he watched as she slid off the stool, sauntering over to the jukebox. A gentle swing of her hips, a slight head toss, her long ebony hair bouncing with each step, kept his gaze fixed on her. He watched intently as she brushed the dust from the jukebox window. Beads of sweat formed on his brow as she absent-mindedly wiped her hand on the back of her cutoffs, outlining her beautiful curves.

She leaned over the jukebox, resting her head on her forearm as she read the selections, her backside wavering invitingly in the air. Checking out the song titles, her cheeks rose and fell as she shifted idly from one leg to the other. Noticing a few songs she wanted to hear, she slid her hand into her back pocket, pulling out a few coins. He watched as she deposited the coins in the slot and pressed the buttons, listening as the music filled the air.

From his place in the shadows, his eyes wandered up and down her lithe form, taking in all her luscious curves...the petite waist...the swell of her well rounded cheeks. He grinned to himself as his eyes scanned her incredibly long sun-kissed legs that ended in those well rounded cheeks, cheeks that would fit nicely in his hands. He stood transfixed. Realizing his hands has become clammy from his private show, he slowly wiped them down the side of his jeans.

Edging his way to the bar, he stared as her body began to sway to the music. He seated himself on a bar stool, his eyes transfixed to her supple form, his desire growing. Pondering his next move, he slowly rubbed his hand back and forth across his chin, the five o'clock shadow rough against his fingers.

Lost in the music, she twirled to the centre of the room, her feet getting tangled up. He jumped up quickly to catch her as she stumbled into his strong arms. Grabbing her around her waist, he pulled her hard against him. Her surprise was evident as she squirmed to free herself, his arm pinning her against his chest. She could barely make out his face as she tried to focus in the near darkness.

As her vision slowly adjusted itself, she made out his strong features, her gaze moving up to his smouldering eyes. Holding her steadfast, he swept her into the middle of the floor, the music carrying them away. Her fear subsiding, she relaxed against him. The dance, a short one, drew them into the shadows, she still breathless over this stranger.

Reaching down, he brought her hand to his lips, lingering over the softness of her skin ...the lust growing inside him. Brushing her fingertips across his prickly beard sent shivers through her. Her heart beat faster as his hand slipped beneath her chin. A whispered gasp left her lips as he lifted it slightly, leaning in closer to kiss her.

Stunned by his action, she had to remember to breathe as his lips grazed hers. Her lips quivered as the tip of his tongue teased her pouty lower lip, the fires of passion building within her. His tongue slipped between her lips, swirling around hers with wanton delight...a throaty moan escaping from her.

Their tongues taunting, teasing, he lowered his hand to her waist, pulling her closer, his growing passion hard against her. She thought of pulling away, but was lost in the kiss. His hands slowly caressed her back, moulding the contours of her body against his.

Pressing her body closer to him, her knees grew weak, her mind racing. A deep moan escaped her lips as she crushed her breasts against his strong frame, her rock hard nipples digging into his chest. The fires of passion engulfed her...the moistness between her legs dripping, slick...his eagerness hard against her. Cupping the cheeks of her well rounded ass, he pulled her hard against him, grinding his hips into hers.

A low growl escaped his lips as he hungrily sucked her tongue in his mouth, the heat of her body flooding against him. Slowly kissing across her cheek, down her soft neck up to her ear, he grasped her lobe between his lips, sucking slowly. Her body tingled with excitement as his warm breath enveloped her ear.

His hands slipped between their bodies, moving upwards along her tight body. His hands caressed and squeezed her well rounded breasts, his thumbs tracing across her hardened nipples. He backed her up against the wall, grinding his hard shaft against her. Her breathing was raspy as he fumbled with her blouse, slipping it away from her body, her soft skin at his fingertips.

Listening to his breathing as he pressed his lips to her ear, her dark eyes flickered, her mind lost in passion. Feeling the slickness of his tongue against her ear, a soft whimper floated from her lips. He kissed down her neck and chest, hungrily tasting her nipple. His tongue circling, flicking across its tip...his mouth, suckling, savouring the delicateness. His hand teased and pinched the other nipple, slowly rolling it between his fingers. He alternated from one to the other, suckling, teasing, pinching with his lips.

His hands unbuttoned her cutoffs, sliding them off...listening as they hit the floor. The sweet smell of her wetness drifted to his nostrils, his desire growing. Growling, he removed her panties, his hand brushing against her smooth sex...her body jolting as if touched by a flame.