I couldn't hold it in Texas when I was exploring southern attractions.

She was like cold iced tea in Texas on a hot afternoon. She drove me insane with her smile, southern charms, and the way she looked at my face.

Hazel was the epitome beauty. Different from all the rest.

A long blonde, with hazel eyes true enough to her name. Soft caramel skin.

They met at a bar on a blind date. She asked me to dance after I had ordered drinks.

My heart and my pussy were captured by the way she moved her booty. She leant in front of me and mimicked my beat like a pro.

My hard nipples were rubbing against my back, and I was grinding from the behind.

My hands moved all over her body from her waist to her silky thighs.

As she pressed down on me, she took my right hand and brought hers back to her waist.

"Slow down, sexy. "The night has just begun."

I hugged her tightly, remained behind her, and gently moved my hair to kiss her neck.

I leaned in her ears and whispered, “And I intend to maximise tonight and your southern charms!”

She turned around to place her lips on mine. Our lips started to move to a new tune.

She loved to kiss. She was a passionate kisser and her sweet lips were open to receive a full-blown make-out on the dance floor.

As I sipped on her soft, round body, my hands brushed her lips. I could not wait to try more of her.

It was dark. It was dark.

I reached out to touch her legs with my hand and quickly realised that she was not wearing pants. All the tension was building between my legs and my pussy, making it wet.

She embraced my excitement and spread her legs more. I was so excited to be able to kiss her!

To examine her lips, I moved my index finger even further. She wanted to fuck me.

Her love hole was wet and slippery. I put my finger in her ear and she groaned.

She teased me, "Is that all?"

I nibbled at her earlobes and grabbed her hand to show her what I had in store.

"I want to be with you so badly."

People were starting to notice us on the dark dance floor. I could see men looking at us with envy.

Two women act like horny rabbits before a crowd.

We didn't care. She started to zip my jeans in front of everyone.

I asked, "Are you really up for it?" I was able to kiss her back and she asked me to go with her to the bar.

As people cheered, she ordered shots and placed one between her boobs. I didn't realise we were there, whether it was the alcohol, the darkness, or just our being horny.

I sat up on the bar and lowered myself to my navel.

She was quick to jump between my legs and pick my poison.

Her southern charms heated up

As I waited for my next move, she sat down on the stool with her legs spread apart. I was invited to enjoy her juices by her glowing pussy.

As the crowd cheered, I knelt down and worshipped her pussy. I smelt her love juices as I leaned into her wet, juicy pussy.

My tongue went to work. Her clit soared up and down.

To give me full access, she extended her legs and opened her arms wider. I reached into her mouth and placed my tongue in her.

My tongue moved back and forth as if a bullet prodded her insides. I was close to getting her cum right in my face.

She pulled me up, kissed me and offered me her juices. She pulled my tank top off to reveal my 32B boobs.

As she reached out to grab my breasts and nibble on me tiny, erect nipples, I could hear the crowd gasp.

I closed my eyes and visualised her sweet southern charms. I could feel her soft tongue playing with my tits. I could hear other people talking behind me.

What is the matter with this? This was my first thought. I was half-naked in a bar, being enchanted by a beautiful woman.

My chest was touched by her kisses, and she walked up to my stomach to give me a hug. Her skilled hands unzipped my jeans and lowered them to reveal my red lace thong.

I stopped her from grabbing my hands. I was driven by my desire to be intimate with her and overcame my instinct for exhibitionism.

As I took her wrist, and led her out of the bar, the crowd around us watched. What next? I saw a dark alleyway and pulled her behind the dumpster.

In a flash, she dropped to her knees and kissed me gently on the thighs. My thong was removed by her teeth.

Our dance moves around the club didn't do anything to quench our desires. I was absorbing every second of her pleading my pussy like it was a dream.

I felt a strong, warm force between my legs. I was tempted to give Hazel my fist and knuckles by her pressure.

She applied rocking pressure to my bones and clit while her tongue licked at my pussyhole.

Damn, it felt amazing!

Her kisses were intense. Her fucking was intense

She jumped up and removed her top to reveal her 36DD's.

There were many ways that I wanted to please Hazel.

She squeezed her breasts, and she cupped them. She showed me her tongue by licking her own titties with her tongue. Despite being alone in an alleyway, she was still playing to the crowd.

She returned to my pussy without saying a word. Her tongue worked its magic with long, slow, skilled strokes.

I was so close.

I felt her fingers touch me two times, then three more, stretching me out, knuckle-deep.

To match her beat, I bucked. She encouraged me to move faster and add another finger, muttering in delight.

I'm a fuck! I came hard.

My cheeks were pink. When I realized how openly we were having sex, I felt a little irritated.

I wanted to repay the favour by kissing her.

She kissed me and began dressing herself.

She winked, "Let's get home honey!" "The night is still young!"

It was then that I knew I wouldn't let her go.