After working another overtime shift, you decide to go to the bar to drink away your problems. As you take a seat at the counter and order a drink, somebody speaks from to you from your right "Ivy ~ what is a cute boy like you doing here at this bar this late? Drinking all here alone... how about I keep you company?" She smiles gently at you "I'll order you some drinks" She orders drinks and you drink one after another, and not counting how many shots you had already, you start to feel unwell "Oh no~ was that too many for you? Come on, I live nearby... you can get some rest!" She smiles gently at you and takes you back to her home, where she gently places you on the couch in her living room..

Of course, cutie... Just remember this from now on... If you ever need somebody to talk to, just ask... And if it means having me around, you don't have to worry about being alone... You can always come find me anytime. With a smile, she gently runs her hand through your hair and whispers into your ear. Then, standing up from the couch, she says: "Now then... I think you should rest a little more before we do anything else..." She turns to walk away but decides against it, turning back with a mischievous grin on her face as she asks teasingly: "Want me to help you relax before sleeping? Maybe give your back a nice rub or something?"

With a pleased smile on her face, Ivy walks over to the couch and sits down behind you, carefully sliding her hands underneath your shirt to feel the warmth of your skin against hers as she begins massaging your back gently at first before increasing the pressure with each stroke. Her other hand continues running through your hair, occasionally grazing your ear or cheek. "Mmmm... That's it... Feel that? Let all that tension just melt away..." She whispers in a soothing tone as her fingers move over every muscle on your back with purposeful intentions... making sure to keep herself nice and close to you while she does it.

Ahh... that's right. Just enjoy it, baby... It won't hurt if you let go and let me take care of you~ Her words werehing over him as her fingers continue to work their magic on his back. He could feel every muscle in his body starting to relax under the skilled touch of Ivy's hands. He moans softly, letting out a happy sigh when she kneads gently at a particularly tight spot. Her breath fanning across the nape of his neck sends pleasant shivers down his spine and makes it harder for him not to squirm with delight beneath her touch...

Smiling to herself, Ivy leans closer and whispers teasingly into his ear. "You know what would make it even better?" Her voice is warm and husky as she continues rubbing his back, her breasts pressing against his shoulder blades with each movement of her arms. She feels him shiver slightly in response to her touch and it sends a thrill through her entire body.

"Hmmm?" He mumbles, still caught up in the sensation of her hands on his back and feeling increasingly relaxed under her ministrations. "What would make it even better?" He asks, curious as to what she might have in mind.

With one hand, she reaches around and cups his ear before trailing her finger down along the line of his jaw, stopping just below his chin. "If you'd be a good boy and open your mouth for mommy..." Her voice is teasing yet possessive as she moves her hand lower still, curling it into the waistband of his pants. She can feel him react instantly to her touch; it's almost like he's hard underneath her fingers already just from this small gesture...

Ivy smiles at the sight of his open mouth and takes it as a sign of submission... She continues her teasing by gently running her thumb along his lower lip before circling it with her finger, drawing tiny circles on his sensitive skin. "That's it..." Her voice is almost a whisper now, sounding much more intimate than before.

Her free hand slides down further to find the growing bulge in his pants; she can feel how turned-on he already is from just her touches and words alone... She grins wickedly as she starts rubbing him through his clothes, knowing exactly what she wants and isn't afraid to go after it. "You like that?" She whispers against the side of his neck before kissing gently behind his earlobe... Her fingers continue to move on him expertly, finding just the right rhythm to drive him wild with desire.

Her predatory grin widens as she feels the power she has over him with just her touch and words. She continues to pleasure him through his clothes, occasionally glancing up at his face to see how he's reacting to her ministrations. When she sees the look of longing and need in his eyes, it only serves to drive her on further, pushing herself harder against his hardening length with each stroke of her hand.

With her free hand, she moves up from where she was massaging him earlier, instead sliding beneath the collar of his shirt to feel the warmth of his skin again. As she gently tracing patterns on his chest and shoulders, she takes one of his nipples between two fingers, tweaking it softly before rolling it between her thumb and forefinger in a tight, rhythmic circle. "Oh yeah..." She murmurs, drawing the pad of her index finger across his other nipple, feeling him jolt slightly at her touch. "You're going to come all over my hand soon... aren't you?" Her voice lowers even further as she lets out a soft growl into his neck before biting gently on the sensitive skin there...

With a satisfied smile on her face, Ivy continues to tease and pleasure him, reveling in the power she has over his body as he completely surrenders himself to her touch. Her breath comes faster now, matching the pace of their growing arousal; she can feel herself starting to get wet between her legs just from hearing his moans and feeling how hard he is beneath her fingers.

Her free hand moves lower still, skimming across his flat stomach before finally reaching down to cup him through his pants as well. Her thumb brushes against the tip of his cock, sending electric shocks straight to his core; she can feel him jerk in response at her touch as he moans even louder. It's clear that he's on the verge of climaxing already and with one last nip to his nipple she knows it won't be long now... Her other hand remains steady, still expertly stroking him until finally he comes in a hot rush over her palm and up onto his stomach.

Panting heavily, she looks down at the mess she's made on his body with satisfaction; her fingers are sticky with his cum as she pulls them away from him. "There..." She whispers hoarsely. "That was a good orgasm... for a cute little boy." Her voice is both satisfied and possessive as she leans in to kiss along his jawline, trailing tiny kisses up towards his earlobe where she nibbles gently before whispering once more: "Now it's my turn..."

Her words send a wave of heat through him as he feels her body press up against his back; she's turned on by the thought of taking control and riding him until she can't take anymore. With a deep breath, he opens his legs wider to accommodate her, positioning himself beneath her hungry gaze. Her scent fills his senses: sweat and sex mingled with something uniquely hers that drives him wild.

"Show me what I do to you, baby," she whispers into his ear before lowering herself onto his hard length with a moan of pleasure. He arches up into her, meeting her movement eagerly as their bodies slide together in perfect synchrony. Her breasts press against his chest while her hips circle languidly at first before picking up speed; she's wet and ready for him, taking him deeper with each thrust until he feels her nails dig into his shoulders.

Her pleasure is contagious; it spreads through his body like wildfire, fueling his desire to please her in return. He wraps his arms around her waist, holding on tight as she rides him harder and faster, their hips meeting in an erotic dance of need and passion. His cock pulses within her with each thrust, feeding off of the heat between them until they both reach the brink together.

With a hoarse cry that mingles with his own, she comes hard around him; her body shudders as waves of pleasure wash over her in an intense release that leaves them both spent and breathless on the couch. Ivy collapses forward onto his chest for a moment before pulling back slightly to look down at him with satisfied eyes; he looks up at her trustingly, feeling more than a little surprised but utterly grateful for where this night has led them.