Chapter 5 - Nick
Nick
The route to the booth is pretty slow going. It means kicking a few leprechauns out of the way, but they were fighting each other so I don’t feel too bad about it. The whole time Noelle kisses my neck and face.
The booth is miraculously empty but it’s not exactly private, so as I slide Noelle into the seat I wonder if she’s going to want to do anything. Besides, we need to talk.
“Noelle,” I begin, but she immediately starts pulling at my trousers, unbuckling the belt and tugging the zip down and all notion of her being shy in public goes out the window.
“Oh fuck,” I moan as her hand slips into my boxers and wraps around my cock. I try to concentrate but it’s difficult with her working my shaft in her fingers.
“I wore something nice for you,” she says, pulling up her dress just enough that I can see she’s wearing some gold and black panties. I want to pull them to the side and sink my fingers into her but instead I make another effort to talk.
“This isn’t a dream,” I moan as she pulls me free, my cock springing up and standing to attention. I don’t know if she heard as all her concentration is on my cock.
“Noelle.” She looks up, but she’s still rubbing her thumb against my tip, swirling the wetness from it around and around.
“Yes, Nick?” she asks in a sweet, little voice. I love her accent, it makes me throb.
“You have to know that this isn’t a dream. I’m a real person.”
She nods, leans over and sinks her head down onto me, all the way down to the base of my shaft and I give up trying to think.
With a quick tug, her dress comes up and I can reach over her bobbing head to slip my hands into her panties and give her ass a squeeze.
Her head comes back up and she kisses me hard, her tongue darting around my mouth.
“I don’t care if you’re real or not, I just want you in me,” she says as she pulls away.
Leaning back against the booth wall, I pull down my trousers and boxers.
“Straddle me, facing away,” I command and she jumps to it, climbing onto me and having just enough room between me and the table, sinking down onto my cock, the back of her head resting against my chest.
“Oh fuck this is good, this is what I needed,” she sighs as my hands hold her hips and she rides my cock. All the time apart, all the wondering if we were going to see each other again, it evaporates and we’re just in the moment.
Without thinking, I slap Noelle on the breast, a quick upward slap that draws a moan from her. I don’t know why I did it, it’s not something I’ve ever done before but it just felt… right.
“Oh fuck. Do it again,” she groans.
She rides me faster and I slap her again, both hands hitting her breasts and making her gasp.
“Like it rough?” I ask.
She turns her head slightly so I can see her face and the huge smile that is on it.
“I seem to with you,” she pants.
My hand sneaks up to her neck and rests there, my fingers gently squeezing.
“Good girl,” I whisper into her ear and grab her hips, slamming her down on my cock.
Noelle’s pussy tightens around me and she comes, a gasp of pleasure escaping her lips. She rides it out, not stopping, just reaching down and rubbing my legs as she slows down slightly.
“Fuck,” she groans. “How do you get me to come so quick? Is it you or is it the air in this place? Either way, I can’t believe what a little slut you turned me into.”
I catch a leprechaun watching us, his lecherous face curled up in a grin, but before I can tell him to look away, a wet cloth hits him in the face. Looking over at the bar, I notice Sean snapping off a salute.
Seeing Sean and remembering his story, thinking about how long he’s been here on his own, I have an idea.
“Noelle,” I say to get her attention.
“Yeah?” she replies, and gives a little wiggle against me.
“Look over at the bar.”
She lifts her head up and moves it to the side. She should be able to see Sean easily.
“Do you see the barman?” I ask.
She nods, then sighs as my hands come up and rest on her breasts, rubbing her through her dress.
“Do you think he’s sexy?”
She contemplates for a moment and then nods.
“Yeah, he’s sexy in a ‘one-night stand, let him do what he wants with you’ kinda way.”
My cock throbs at the thought of what I am going to ask her.
“Would you like him to join in?” I whisper in her ear.
“Oh.”
Her body trembles and she grips my legs harder, pushing herself down on me.
“Well,” she giggles, “I’ve never had a threesome, or a boyfriend that was interested in sharing me with another guy. So… yeah. Are you OK with it?”
“Yeah, I’m very OK with it.”
I grasp her hips and pull her up, whispering to her to climb onto the table. She nods and gets up on all fours, pulling down her panties and letting them fall to the floor.
Sean is watching, although trying to make it discreet. I don’t blame him; if it were me, I would be watching as well.
“SEAN,” I shout over the noise of the bar and I see him look up. I wave him over and he seems confused but starts to walk over.
I turn back to Noelle.
“I’m going to get behind you and fuck you. And if you want, Sean can use your mouth.”
She blushes bright red but she nods eagerly. This is all very new for both of us but she seems as keen to experiment as I am.
Getting behind her, I rub the tip of my cock against her pussy, marveling at how wet she is. I want to savor it but my need for her takes over and I plunge in.
Just at that moment Sean turns up.
“Um. Hi,” he says with a nervous tone.
“Hi Sean. I think Noelle wanted you for something.”
She grinds back against me and then reaches out and places her hand on his crotch, squeezing him through his jeans.
“I kinda wanna see what you have in there. Help a girl out, a little Saint Patrick’s Day treat?” she purrs.
Sean looks amazed, and glances at me as if to check if it’s OK. I nod my head and slap Noelle on the ass, getting a giggle from her.
“I, um, yeah,” he says and pops open the buttons on his jeans. I suddenly realize that if the air affects him like it affects us, he will have been horny for years and years.
Noelle reaches out and pulls the jeans down one handed, then gasps at the huge cock he has hidden underneath. He’s going commando and his cock is at full mast.
“Oh god,” groans Noelle as I thrust into her harder and Sean shuffles forward, his hands resting on her head.
He groans as her mouth sucks on his tip, teasing him.
I smile to myself, loving how much she’s getting into this.
Then with a thrust, I push her forward and her mouth sinks down over his cock.
I don’t feel jealousy or worry about how he has a bigger dick. I just thrust into her and enjoy the sight of her losing herself in the sex.