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True tales of sex in bars.  I was in a bar and this woman comes up and starts hitting on me. She's all over me, talking, laughing at my jokes, and touching my thigh. Next thing I know she's kissing me. I order two more drinks and she reaches down and is feeling my cock right through my pants. The guy next to me can see and he smirks. I'm too stressed out to really enjoy it but, hell, she's giving me a hand job. I ask if she wants to go somewhere and she says "no, I have to make you cum right here in the bar to win the bet." I turned around and there's a table full of girls-laughing at me. You better believe I was pissed. "You want to make me cum?" I asked her. She nodded, like I was actually going to help her! I whipped my dick out with one hand and put the other hand on the back of her head. "I'll give you something to drink," I whispered. She squirmed and ran away, knocking over her barstool in the process. I guess she could give it but couldn't really take it!-Matt K., Helena, Montana Jealousy on the Rocks  My boyfriend's ex is a waitress at this bar/restaurant he used to work at. She didn't treat him well-talking shit behind his back and trying to make his life miserable. Needless to say, I don't really like her. One night we were walking by the bar and I convinced him that we should go inside. We went and sat in her section. She was curt and snotty (for no reason that I could see-the girl was bordering on unattractive) and obviously pretty jealous. As we sat there drinking, I made a point of laughing a lot, very loudly. When she came back to take our next drink order I leaned over and whispered in his ear, lightly kissing it as I did, while slipping my hand underneath the table to feel his dick grow hard beneath his jeans. His ex was turning bright red as I practically climbed on his lap. She took our order and came back a minute later with our drinks. Making her jealous was making me hot and I had totally lost interest in our drinks. I grabbed my boyfriend's hand and pulled him into the bathroom. As we walked into the men's room I looked back and saw her standing there shaking with rage. We made hot, fast love in a bathroom stall. It was one of the best times I ever had in a bar.-Raven M., Fresno, CA Sneaky Sex on the Beach  My sexiest experience at a bar was with my last girlfriend. She went into the bar first and sat down. She was really beautiful and I watched as not one, not two, but three guys tried to buy her a drink. I walked in and sat down beside her. We pretended we didn't know each other. I ordered myself a drink and sat there quietly. After a few minutes she offered to buy me a drink. I loved watching all those men drool as she hit on me. We "introduced" ourselves and made small talk. After a few drinks, she put her hand on my thigh then leaned over and kissed my cheek. We walked out together a minute later. I swear to you, every head in that bar was turned and watching, mouths dropped. Tell you something, I fucking loved it.-Kyle R., Washington, D.C. Do you have a Sexfession?
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