I was chilling at a bar after a long day at work, having a beer before heading back home. At some point a guy sat right next to me, I didn’t pay him much attention, I kinda wanted to be left alone.
I expected him to start talking to me since he sat so close but he didn’t, instead he started to sing. It was really quiet, like he was singing to himself. It didn’t bother me that much, he wasn’t the first weirdo I’ve seen in this bar, and he had a nice low voice I didn’t mind.
I tried to recognize the song but I could bearly hear the words, and I was feeling very tired so It was hard to keep focus, I kept dosing off. I hadn’t realized how tired I was, It’s like I could fall asleep right there.
There I was, half asleep on my seat, when I noticed that the man was right next to me. I didn’t see him get closer, but now he was singing right into my ear. I probably should have reacted but I was feeling so tired, and his voice was so soothing… It’s like all I could focus on was his song, all thoughts had just drifted away.
He put his hand on my shoulder and got it under my shirt. His touch was so warm, so soft, it sent wave of pleasure through my body. He drew me even closer to him and at this point I was so sleepy, so mindless that I couldn’t resist even if I wanted to.
The tone of his song shifted and I started to feel aroused. I felt so good, so horny all of the sudden. I started getting hard. He put his other hand on my torso, feeling up my pecs, making me moan and pant. He lowered his hand, carressing my abs, and then he got under my pants, grabing my cock, making me gasp.
So there I was, in the middle of a bar, edged by a stanger unable to resist. Even though I was panting and moaning no one seemed to notice. The song accelerated and so was his hand, all I felt was absolute pleasure and complete surrender. I knew this man could do whatever he wanted to me and I couldn’t fight it, I was his.
And then I came. It was the most intense orgasm off my life. Waves and waves of pleasure crashed over me and left me a drooling mess.
When I was finally able to regain my thoughts the man was gone, there was no song anymore. I was half undressed and wet. I quickly left the bar, embarrassed but mostly blissfull and tired.
Somehow I knew I would hear that song again.