I met her at the bar in a Mexican restaurant and bought her a drink; a margarita was her favorite, and we talked. She was attractive and a good conversationalist, asking questions and telling me about herself. We ordered some nachos, and after a second margarita, she said we should go and invited me to her place; I heartily agreed. On arriving at her apartment, I pulled her to me and kissed her, and she responded by kissing me back. Then she led me to her sofa, and while I sat, she got me a beer and made another margarita for herself. When she joined me on the sofa, I put my arm around her and kissed her again, and again she returned my kiss. I could tell in her kiss that those lime and tequila drinks were putting her in the mood.

So, we began to make out, and I moved my hand to her breast, and she sighed slightly at my touch, but did not say anything or push me away, so I proceeded. I cupped her fine breasts over her blouse, then started to unbutton it. She relaxed and let me continue, and when I had it open, she wriggled out of it and set it on the sofa arm. I reached around her back and undid her bra, then slipped it off her and set it by her blouse. Now topless, I leaned over and put my lips on her luscious breasts, suckling her and taking her nipples between my lips to pull slightly.

While she enjoyed my attention on her nipples, I put my hand on her upper leg, and getting no pushback, I slid my hand up and under her skirt until I found her panties. She moaned as I caressed her pussy over the silky fabric, and I felt the warmth and wetness just on the other side. Sensing she wanted it as much as I did, I slid her panties aside and found her slick and ready for me to arouse her further.

I put my finger into her to feel her wetness, moving in and out slowly and eliciting soft moans of pleasure. When she shifted herself on the sofa to spread her legs and allow me better access, I slipped a second finger into her and continued. She reacted with some squirming to accompany her moans, as she was clearly enjoying what I was doing. She leaned back and raised her hips, then reached down and hooked her panties, sliding them off her legs, which she spread even further to entice me to continue.

I kept my two fingers in her and curled my fingers to caress her G-spot, and on finding it, she moaned louder than before, enjoying the feeling deep inside. She wiggled a bit as I touched her magic spot, and after getting her very aroused with my play, I moved between her legs while keeping my fingers in her. I pushed he skirt up to give me total access to her crotch, then leaned down and touched my tongue to her pussy and licked her slit up and down. I sucked on her labia, taking her pussy lips into my mouth while continuing to finger her G-spot, as she squirmed in delight on the sofa.

I resumed my finger-fucking with slow and deliberate in-and-out thrusts, and she began to meet my thrusts with her hips, pushing against my hand and head. She was so wet from all I was doing to her, fingering her and licking her pussy to a wild arousal, that I couldn't help but use my tongue to find and lick her clit. I began to suck on it and take her incredibly sensitive nub between my lips. She was soon so turned on that she began to leak her juices, and soon after, she jerked and spasmed and had her first orgasm. She rollicked on the sofa under the steady assault of my lips and tongue on her most sensitive places.

Over and over, she jerked as her orgasms took her, and I gave her no relief, finger-fucking her and using my tongue to continue her pleasure. When her movements became too much for me to keep up with, I pulled away, stood, removed my jeans and briefs, and returned between her legs with my erection ready to impale her.

I slapped her pussy several times with my penis, making her jump, then pushed into her as she rocked to the euphoric sensations she was feeling. She continued to cum as I fucked her, slowly at first with deep pushes, then faster as she begged for more. We fucked with abandon, my deep thrusts causing her to push back and drive me deeper, over and over, until she screamed with a final climax of pure ecstasy. The steady friction and her final spasms got to me, and I came with a great release of pent-up energy, squirting load after load of my semen into her. The warmth she felt culminated our intercourse, so I pulled out, and we both collapsed on the sofa, spent.

We cleaned up with tissues and got dressed. When we were sufficiently recovered, she got me a beer and made herself another margarita. We drank and talked, and she said she enjoyed our sexcapade, and we should do it again sometime. I heartily agreed, of course, before leaving that margarita-loving lady.

I thought about our wonderful encounter, and even stopped by the same bar many more times over the next few weeks, but I never saw her again.