One Night At The Bar

I'm a virgin. It's not something you say every time you try to strike a conversation, so only just a few people know about it.
I was told it's a turn off to some people. You can never tell these particular guys that you're their first or they'd freak out. 
I was also told it's a turn on to some other people especially the brick headed ones who can fuck anything as long as there's a hole. They sleep around but look for a meek and chaste girl when it's time to settle down.
As a Nigerian, they teach you to keep yourself for your husband not caring about him also keeping himself for you. It irks me every time I think about decisions females have to make just to please the society.
I made the decision to lose mine when I feel it's time. I just need to find that person to click with. 
I'm not a typical one night stand girl but as I was sitting in the bar drinking my Margarita on a usual lonely night, I contemplate how it'll feel when I finally pop my cherry. I've been waiting for the right one but maybe there isn't a right one.
I'm wearing my work clothes because I came straight from there. I'm so glad the bars are open again with there being a pandemic and the whole world is in diaspora. For months, my beloved bar was closed up.
It's been a rough few months working from home but everything is finally getting back to normal. We're all back at work. Still social distancing. Wearing masks is the new fashion. It's so funny how a virus can make the world stand still.
I hear the stool move beside me as I'm trying to gain the attention of the bartender for a refill. A man sits beside me. He's all smiles as he turns to me. He is wearing a dark green shirt with blue jeans with holes on both knees. They're tight but they make his butt extra delightful. He has a lovely smile with a diastema in his upper front teeth. Most people find it unattractive but it's cute to me. He's also got a dimple on his right cheek. He smells amazing. Like he recently took a fresh shower and used a little bit of cologne. You know those ones that smell like the tropical breeze. Not too much to attract attention to a lot of people but enough to get mine.
We strike a conversation, he introduces himself as David and I do the same by telling him my name is Angela. My name is actually Destiny but I don't see the point in telling him my real name.
He says he lives around the block. He had a bad day at work and decided to get a drink instead of being alone in his apartment.
I tell him I didn't necessarily have a bad day at work but I'm just here because I'm bored. I don't want to sit alone in my apartment too.
Next thing I know he's flirting with me and I'm flirting back. Maybe it's the Margarita or the 2 shots of vodka I had earlier but I'm actually enjoying the conversation. I'm smiling which is something I do rarely.  It's weird that he has made me feel so comfortable in a span of 2 hours.
It's time to leave. I don't want to go but its my sister's birthday tomorrow. We don't have a good relationship but I promised I'd be there.
I finally get the courage to say goodbye. It's been nice but I have to go.
As I'm about to end our conversation, he says he has a proposition for me. He says I should spend a night with him, just one night to let him rock my world. A night to remember and then we part ways.
He doesn't want to be in a relationship. He doesn't want to be tied down. I'm not sure I want to be tied down too right now. I was always waiting for Mr. Right, but I'm at a point in my career where I'm not sure I'm ready to let anyone change or alter my decisions.
I look at him. His gaze is full of promises. I'm old enough to know strangers aren't to be trusted and even though there's something in me wanting to give him a try, I politely decline.
I get up to leave but soon as I step out I hear gunshot sounds not far away from me, then screams. People are running. Everyone is in confusion. The lady two seats away from us falls down like she's been hit. The bartender ducks and tries to alert the police.
I start moving like the others. Trying to get safe. If I could just make it outside maybe I'll be able to get somewhere to hide. I hear someone shouting Angela repeatedly but my mind doesn't register fast enough that Angela was my name for the night.
I feel someone grabbing me my arm so tightly then pulling me to the back door.  I look to see it's David. He's pushing me away from the chaos so I follow him since he seems to know the way.
We get out but we keep running because we are not sure it's safe to stop yet. He's holding onto me as we run then he stops and guides me to into a building. I don't know if I'm stupid but I get on the elevator with him. Part of me hasn't registered yet that I'm entering an unknown building with a man I just met.
We get to the 7th floor and he fishes out his keys then unlocks the door. He carefully pulls me inside and sits me down on a brown couch. Then he leaves me all alone in the room.
The couch is soft and comfy. As I sink into it, the adrenaline washes away and I start to shake. My brain is reminding me how I almost died today. I'm asking myself what the heck happened. I've seen such situations in the movies but to have this happen to me is so frightening.
David comes back with a glass of water. He's asking me if I'm okay but I'm still in shock so I can't reply him. He sets the glass on the table and then I feel movement as he moves to kneel in front of me. My gaze snaps to his and he's watching me with worry. I try to smile to reassure him. I'm coming back to my senses and I figure I'm in his apartment.
The universe has a funny way of doing things. You might want to do something different but if the universe says otherwise, you're definitely going to do things her way. He's talking to me calmly now. Trying to be level headed when I know he's freaking out too. This isn't a regular occurrence.
He tells me it's probably not safe to go out there even if I use a cab. He says I can spend the night in his other room. He assures that by tomorrow we'll know what happened and how everything went to shit so fast.
He says he has leftover pizza in the fridge and he gets up to warm it in his kitchen. Few minutes later, he's back with the pizza and apple juice. The pizza has pineapple toppings. I've always found that weird. But as I'm shaken  up, I actually find it tasty. We finish up and he clears the table while I'm still lost in my thoughts.
I need to shut off my mind. My brain hurts and I can not deal anymore. I used to have a boyfriend years ago and I remember the feeling of being numb when we kiss. I decide to do just that with David. Have that spontaneous night after all.
When he comes in the room, I get up and move towards him. He stops moving and is watching me. He asks what I'm actually trying to do. I explain to him that I need to shut my mind off. I tell him that we could help each other forget. We could lose ourselves to the pleasure. He proceeds to tell me that if we start, he won't be able to stop and I should think carefully of the choice I'm about to make. I don't even stop to think as I say yes. Might as well lose the virginity to make this day more memorable.
David doesn't hesitate as he draws me closer to him, he parts his lips then kisses me. There isn't any slow rhythm to it, he goes in for the kill. Pouring his frustration and fear of the day into the kiss.
He puts both hands around the back my head, gently pulling my hair and I put my hands on the sides of his face, run my finger across his cheekbone. I run the tip of my tongue over his lower lip then slide the tip of my tongue inside his mouth and move it against the tip of his tongue to make the kiss deeper.
We keep kissing for a while then break away to take a breath. He looks at me and whispers close to my lips how beautiful I am and how lucky he gets to spend the night with me after the whole clusterfuck of a day we've both had.
He takes my hands in his then leads me to his bathroom. We gently take our clothes off never taking our eyes away from each other. He leads me to his shower then turns the water on, he takes the shower head then puts a little bit of shampoo on his palm and gently washes my hair.
When he's done he take a wash cloth, lathers it with soap and slowly washes me from head to toe. As he gets lower and lower, my pussy starts throbbing wanting more of his touch.
He lightly rubs around my labia carefully so as not to get soap in me. He's looking at me with all seriousness like he's fascinated with something he sees.
He turns me so I'm facing the wall and washes me on that side too.  I get so greedy that I start moaning begging him. Needing his lips on me.
He takes the wash cloth and tries to thoroughly wash himself as I rinse myself off. When I'm done I take the soap from him, running it over my hand to foam a little then grab his hard dick. I stroke it slowly watching him to see whether he likes it or it's too much for him. His eyes glazes over and his lips open partly in pleasure which makes me bolder so I stroke faster. He takes my hands off reluctantly and tries to wash himself as fast as he can while I'm waiting with my back on the wall, wet hair splattered on my cheeks, one hand on my nipple while teasing my clit with the other. I might be a virgin but I'm not a prude. I know how to please myself.
David rinses himself off quickly, grabs me by the waist then kisses me deeply. He moves down to my breast while he takes one of his fingers and places it between my labia to feel how wet I am. He lowers himself kissing along my inner thigh on my left leg and then to my right.
He gets down to his knees and spreads my legs then slowly lets the tip of his tongue pass over my clit, he licks my pussy from bottom right and back to my clit. I feel his flat tongue on me as he licks me thoroughly with little pressure then he increases pressure until I'm gasping for air begging him not to stop. 
He gets up then asks if I'm sure this is what I want and I nod.
He moves away to get a condom from somewhere, rushes back to me and then I watch him as he sheaths himself. I lean back on the wall then wrap my left leg around his waist waiting for the burn. I heard the first time hurts badly but I'm ready. He looks into my eyes and then grabs my lips and I tastes myself on his lips. He tightly holds me then pushes himself inside me. I moan loudly in pain and he moves away so fast then searches my face to see what's wrong. I think his mind clicks and he realizes that he just disvirgined me so he pulls out.
He cringes away from me and grabs a towel and walks out. I call his name out but he doesn't answer. I turn on the shower head and slowly rinse the blood in my vagina and the blood running down my thighs. It stings a little but the initial burn is gone. I find another towel and dry myself off. I tie the towel around my body then go look for him.
I find him on his bed. He's wearing shorts like an armor. His hands are in his face and I'm sure he's trying to understand why I'll let him do that to me. I calmly explain to him that it's my choice and I wanted it to be him. I told him that I felt that our stars aligned and the universe chose him for me.
He watches me as I take off my towel and get on my knees in front of him. I've had a lot of practice when it comes to blow jobs and I know I'm good at it.
I slowly unzip his shorts. He's already half hard as I stroke him while our gazes are locked. As soon as I feel him hardening I run my tongue from down to up, I twirl my tongue around the head and suck on it softly. I taste his precum as I feel myself dripping for him.
I reach down to play with his balls then take them in my mouth one by one, giving them the attention they deserve. I go back to his dick and take all of him slowly, careful not to use teeth. I suck him deep trying to suction but not making it too tight that it's painful. As I'm sucking, I'm stroking too to increase the sensation. He gets into it then grabs my head and shoves me down to the base. I feel him at the back of my throat.
I love it when they get rough with me. He gets the signal that I like what he did so he grabs my hair tighter as he roughly fucks my mouth. I feel him get close and I relax my throat to take his cum. He tries to get me off him but I stay in place and I feel him erupt in my mouth. I swallow as much as I can but some still spills at the side of my mouth.
He slowly pulls out and lays me on the bed. My legs are spread for him as he gently pushes one finger in slowly. I moan for more and he inserts another finger. He bends to eat me out while also fingering me at the same time and before I know it I'm flying so high as I scream his name. He lays next to me and holds me as I'm coming down from my hi. He laughs and I smile. He kisses my forehead and holds me as we fall asleep.
We wake up the next day and even though I'm sore I still want more from him but I know it was a one time thing so I keep my mouth shut as we shower and dress up. We see on the news that yesterday's shooting was gang related. The owner of the bar stole from them so they came to teach him a lesson. 3 people got killed and about 5 people were injured. An accident also happened 3 blocks from the bar when the members were trying to flee the scene where a homeless guy got killed.
The news breaks my heart but I'm also glad that we're both safe and were able to get out.
I slowly turn to him to thank him for his hospitality and for taking care of me. He nods and thanks me too for keeping him company through a rough night and then I leave his apartment.
Months pass by and the world is fully back to normal. A vaccine for the virus hasn't been found yet but no one cares anymore. Life as we know it goes on. I got a promotion at my job. My sister got married. I got a cat that I named Delirium. I know. Stupid of me but if you meet her you'd understand why. 
I joined the dating scene but so far it hasn't been working out. David is always on my mind. I miss him. I miss his touch.
I tried finding him on social media but I didn't get his last name. It's like he was a dream or a figment of my imagination. I know I could make the move of going to his place but I don't want to seem desperate even though I kind of am.
Sex with other guys have been meaningless. It feels good but I keep on comparing to the little I had with David.
I found a new bar to go to when I have the urge to unwind. The old bar is filled with too many memories now so it needed a change.
It's a Friday night and I'm in my work clothes again as I'm sitting thinking of how my life is so different now when I feel a presence. It's David. He looks the same but sadder. But then he turns and looks at me and I swear his face radiates so much happiness.
He walks up to me and hugs me like he can finally breathe again. He says that he promised himself that when next he sees me he'll never let me go. One night with him sealed us together. There's no one for him but me.
He says for the first time in his life, he actually wants to be in a relationship. I smile because this is definitely a dream come true.
It's been 3 months since I took David on his offer. I finally tell him my real name is Destiny. I meet his whole family of seven. His mum, dad and 5 brothers. I find out he is a lawyer for one of the biggest firms in the city.
We decided to take it slow to be sure it's not just lust that we have between us.
It's date night again, we went to the bowling alley tonight. As we're in his car on our way home, he says he loves me and I say it back. I love him so much and I'm so glad he's mine.
We get into the apartment and as soon as we walk in, he literally tears my dress off. I usually wear no panties on date nights because it's just easier for him when he wants get down on me. I take his cloth off gently and he grunts at my slow pace while I laugh silently.
David takes full control as he picks me up and holds me midair. I wrap my legs around his waist as he tongue fucks my mouth. I adore when he kisses me like this. Like without me he won't survive. I love it when he's so needy. 
He pushes me to the wall and slowly slides in
There's no need for protection. He knows I'm on the pill and we haven't been with anyone else ever since we start dating. He's moving inside me fast now and I'm moaning away because it's been so long and it feels so good.
I've waited for when I get to finally be with him this way again and it's so worth it. He pulls out and carries me to the bedroom where he lays a pillow in the middle of the bed and sets me on my knees so the pillow is on my stomach as he enters me from the back. He pushes into me deeper then plays with my clit to stimulate more pleasure.
He shoves my head on the bed and my ass is more visible for him, he moves his finger between my cheeks then slowly rubs around my asshole for a while. I'm wondering what he's doing as I close my eyes. He coats his finger with saliva then slowly slides past the tight ring of my ass into me. I moan as I cling onto him, loving the gentle strokes and touches. His finger sinks in deeper before pulling out and pushing back in. A second finger joins the first and I moan harder.
The feeling of being filled up in both holes is so intense and I find myself backing up to feel more. He's fucking my pussy and his finger is moving in my ass and I'm screaming his name as I cum from the sensation.
He flips me to my side and raises my left leg up then enters me. I'm so wet at this point and I feel another impending orgasm ahead as I move right his rhythm. I'm about to cum again and I feel he's close too so I clench my pussy so that it grips him tighter. He stops then yells as he explodes in me and then I follow him.
The feeling of his cum in me makes me warm and giddy all over. I'm in my post coital bliss hearing wedding bells because at this rate I can see myself walking down the aisle for this man. Extremely glad that I decided to go to the bar that day.

The end.