Tequila and Temptation

The moment I spotted her at the open bar, my cock twitched against my slacks. Elena moved like liquid fire in that tight red dress that hugged her wide Latina hips and barely contained her full, bouncing tits. The office holiday party buzzed around us in the dim hotel ballroom, but all I could think about was burying my face between those caramel thighs.

She leaned over the polished counter, her dark curls cascading down her back, and flashed me a wicked smile. "Hey, bartender... you got anything strong enough to make this boring party interesting?"

I grinned, already pouring two shots of top-shelf tequila. "For you, Elena? I'll make it burn just right." My name tag read Marco, and I'd been watching her all night from behind the bar, the way her ass swayed every time she laughed with her coworkers. She was the firm's hottest account manager, and tonight she looked like pure sin.

Elena knocked back the shot, licked the salt from her wrist with a slow, deliberate tongue, and locked eyes with me. "Mmm, that's good. But I bet you taste better." Her voice dropped low, husky with that sexy Spanish accent that made my balls ache.

My pulse hammered. The party was loud enough that no one noticed when I slipped out from behind the bar during a lull. "Staff bathroom. Two minutes. Don't make me wait, gorgeous."

She bit her lip, eyes gleaming with mischief, and nodded. Exactly two minutes later the door clicked shut behind her. I had her pressed against the tiled wall before she could speak, my mouth crashing onto hers in a hungry kiss. Her lips were soft and plump, tasting of lime and pure heat.

"Fuck, I've wanted this since I saw you," she moaned into my mouth, her hands already yanking my shirt open. "Your arms... that tight bartender ass all night. Touch me, Marco."

I didn't need telling twice. My palms slid up her thighs, pushing that red dress to her waist. No panties. Just smooth, shaved Latina pussy already glistening with arousal. I groaned and dropped to my knees, spreading her legs wide.

"Look at this pretty cunt. So fucking wet for me already." My tongue dragged up her slit, circling her swollen clit as she gasped and grabbed my hair. She tasted sweet and musky, her juices coating my lips while I sucked that sensitive nub between my teeth.

"Oh shit... yes, right there," Elena panted, grinding against my face. Her thick thighs trembled around my ears. "Eat my pussy, bartender. Make me cum on your tongue."

I licked faster, sliding two fingers deep into her tight, dripping hole, curling them against her g-spot. Her moans grew louder, echoing off the bathroom walls. She came hard, her juicy ass clenching, pussy pulsing around my fingers as fresh cream flooded my mouth.

Before she could catch her breath I stood, spinning her around so her hands braced the sink. I freed my thick cock, veins throbbing, the head already leaking. "You want this dick, baby? Tell me."

"Yes... give it to me hard," she begged, arching her back so her round ass pushed out invitingly. I rubbed the fat crown along her slick folds, then thrust in with one powerful stroke, burying myself balls-deep in her scorching heat.

Elena cried out, her walls gripping me like a velvet fist. "So big... you're stretching my pussy so good." I started pounding her from behind, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the small room. Her heavy tits bounced wildly in the mirror, dark nipples hard as pebbles. I reached around to pinch one, making her whimper.

I gripped her hips tighter, watching my cock disappear between those plump ass cheeks with every thrust. "This tight Latina cunt is mine tonight. Take every inch." Her moans turned into desperate little cries as I railed her faster, the counter creaking under us.

We switched positions quickly. I lifted her onto the sink, her legs wrapping around my waist. Now I could see her face, flushed and beautiful, lips parted as I drove back inside her. Her nails raked down my back while I fucked her deep and steady, grinding my pelvis against her clit with every stroke.

"Harder, Marco... I'm gonna cum again," she gasped, her breath hot against my neck. I felt her pussy flutter, then clamp down as her second orgasm hit. The rhythmic squeeze milked my shaft until I couldn't hold back.

With a guttural groan I pulled out at the last second, stroking my slick cock furiously. Thick ropes of cum splashed across her heaving tits and belly, painting her golden skin white. Elena watched with hungry eyes, scooping a drop onto her finger and sucking it clean.

"Next round is on me," she whispered, kissing me softly as we caught our breath. The party still raged outside, but we both knew we'd be sneaking away again before the night ended.