Tight Abercrombie jeans, tight t-shirt, 4-inch heels I bought her. She came into the bar where I was bartending, like many other times before. And also like before, came around to clean glasses for me on that busy night.

But the way she was leaning over the bar, with her ass looking so amazing in those tight light blue bootcut jeans, and the sexy stilts below peeking out the bottom. I stopped constantly to stare at her.

She drove us home as usual and I couldn't wait any longer. The click-clack of her heels on the sidewalk up to the front door, and those amazing blue jeans coveting her curves in the best way, the view from behind was too much to bear.

The heels barely made their muffled sound onto the thin breezeway carpet when I pulled her close to me from behind by her left tit and right hip. My left hand slid up to guide her head back to kiss me as my fully erect cock screamed inside my zipper now nestled up and down the seam of her jeans between those plump ass cheeks.

Instantaneously, my right hand migrated from her hip to inside her jeans to play with her clit. She moaned as I freed my other hand to grab the lube from her purse that immediately dropped to the floor. I wasted no time and pulled down those jeans just enough to thrust my larger-than-ever cock up her perfect ass.

She let out a small cry and I proceeded to pull her up against me and finger her clit while ramming my cock deep inside her. Her heels would make a muffled pounding noise with each thrust and put her at the perfect height for me to thrust up hard repeatedly into her asshole while my left hand was now fixated around her neck, still turning her head to make out with her.

We both were somehow more turned on sharing a hot kiss while I fucked her ass. She had the tendency to cum all over my dick every time we'd done so in the past. It didn't take me long to cum as she had already shot a large amount of her ass milk onto my throbbing dick and I could feel it leaking down my balls.

It didn't help that I'd been flip-flopping between half and full mast since she'd walked into the door of the bar that night. I left every drop of cum inside her and thrust until my dick spilled out of her. Pure perfection.

The sound of her father coming down the stairs didn't allow for much procrastinating and she quickly pulled up her lace boyshorts and jeans. He opened the door to let us in and I followed into the kitchen as she click-clacked across the linoleum to grab some water from the fridge.

The water was on the bottom shelf and as she bent at the hip, bringing that freshly hammered ass up right in front of me, I noticed a darkening spot where our cum began to leak out of her, that hadn't saturated the breezeway floor. She then squatted like a catcher, knees out, jeans now gripping the hell out of her ass, with the bootcut hem pulling up to show the wooden stilettos underneath.

The right heel cap glistened in the fridge's light. A reminder that a heel print was left on the carpet from my load she'd stepped in during the hurry. Instantaneously, I grew so fucking hard again.

By now her father had returned upstairs to bed, presenting me the perfect opportunity to continue my assault on her asshole that she was completely unaware of. Before she got out of her squat, I had made my way onto the floor.

Face up, I started licking the darkening spot in her crotch, pulling her pussy and ass onto my face. Her heels steadied her on both sides of my face, and she let out a startled gasp that turned into a content moan. She playfully tried to get away, as we were in the middle of a wide-open kitchen, but I persisted.

I pulled her back down onto my face and began to toy with her pussy through her jeans. She loved being eaten out and I loved doing it. I undid her belt and started to pull her jeans down again. She stood to help me and stopped her as she tried to take off the heels with them.

I pushed her back against the wall and finished taking off her jeans for her, carefully over the heels of course, and proceeded to dive headfirst into her still drenched pussy. She moaned in ecstasy as she came into my mouth over the next 15 minutes or so, then I spun her around and took her ass again.

There's something about pinning a girl in heels upright to the wall for me. I only used a small amount of saliva to put on my only slightly thinner cock, as all the lube I would need was still there. I pulled her back up against my chest, pushed her whole body against the wall, and re-entered her ass.

She jumped a little as I pushed inside, and the harder her heels hit the linoleum, the more it made her a little uneasy, as she was trying not to get the attention of her dad again. Unfortunately, I was gonna take longer to come again, not that I didn't appreciate the heels, but it's usually the jeans and heels that expedite that process, and much to her chagrin, I only buried my second load after much longer by pumping her hard enough to hear the sound of her heels hit the floor as she came back down.

Smartly, before she could turn me on again, she slipped the heels off and hurriedly pulled up her pants as she ran to the bathroom, assumingly to let my new deposit not end up all over the floor. I know she had to be sore and even though she actually liked anal, she was a trooper that night.