Once upon a time, Christina and I walked into a bar called Durst, German for thirst, late at night the worst for wear. It was half full but at the bar were many people waiting for drinks including two girls. Christina, a black South African, dressed casually in Jeans and T Shirt, exuded charisma. I, Philip, normal guy in jeans.
The bar was crowded but two attractive you women stood out from the crowd. In their mid-twenties, they were obviously with two different groups of people. Christina walks up to the bar, puts her hand behind the girl on the left’s head, draws her to her and spontaneously kisses her hard. The girls responds passionately.
Then she turns to the girl on the right, who she also had never seen, does the same: but this time she grabs a fistful of hair and drags the girl towards her also responds enthusiastically. Then comes one of the most amazing things I’ve ever seen.
Then Christina puts her right hand behind the girl on the left, her right hand still had hair bunched in it, and she draws these two young women, total strangers together and they passionately kiss each other! That’s charisma.
The girl on the left wasn’t interested in talking to us and her group soon left. The other girl, Sarah (a strange nickname), decided to stay with us and have a drink. Christina was very casually standing next to her with her arm seemingly d****d around Sarah’s shoulder but in fact there was still a fistful of hair clenched in Christina’s fist and I could see that she occasionally increased the tension in the hair in her hand by closing her fingers. And then gently but firmly, and almost imperceptively,
shoving the girl’s head slightly forward then dragging it back into position, showing the girl she was like a puppet or marionette being manipulated by Christina. Yet she was being very girly girly to the girl and sometimes stroked her face or arm in s****rly communion. Then with her hand still on the back of Sarah’s head she pushed her forward and we embraced and kissed. A completely different taste but not particularly
By this point the bar had become quite busy. And Christina was standing on Sarah’s left and I was on her right. The young woman Sandwiched between us. She really was quite attractive: 24, slim, tall, medium length hair. And when I put my arm around her back, then let it slip to her waist my hand instinctively went under the waistband of her panties between her legs, my middle finger tracing down her spine, to the small of her back, sliding over her asshole, slipping into a very wet cleft. She only moved her hips gently backwards and without meaning to a second finger slipped in.
She was still having an animated conversation which I joined it every so often but with more and more frequency her concentration wavered. And we had all sub-consciously shuffled backwards till we were in a little corner next to a window. Not only was Christina gripping Sarah’s hair but she couldn’t move her head one little bit unless Christina willed it but by now I had inserted 3 fingers into that slippery hole. At one point the girl knocked her cigarette packet on to the floor. As she went to stoop down to pick it up, Christina pulled her head up, and after looking her in the eye pushed the back of head downwards till she could “ducky down” with knees bent. But when she wanted to push herself up again Christina maintained the downward pressure on her head so the poor girl was stuck. Then I caught Christina’s eye, we smiled at each other, and I started to help the girl up, using my fingers inside her to lever her up.
We carried on our conversation which ranged over a lot of subjects but we soon found ourselves talking about sex. Sarah spread her legs further apart and as I fingered her from behind I gave Christina a deep kiss. At one point Sarah excused herself and we made a point of telling her that we would be waiting and while she was gone I embraced and kissed Christina and using the subterfuge of holding her in my hands I let her lick my fingers clean.
The girl came back, we gave each other a rather excited look and left the bar.