Liz McDonald did not look or feel her best as she made her way down the stairs of "The Rovers Return" the first cigarette of the day between her lips.
"Morning mum," her son Steve said cheerily, "don't forget me and Becky are at the solicitors all morning and I have the brewery service engineer coming to look at the flash cooler."
"That's all I need today, Pete the perv, hanging around." said Liz, images of Pete the engineer flashed into her head and repulsed her.
He was mid forties, grossly overweight, thick glasses and dribbled saliva whenever a female was in close proximity, Liz shuddered at the thought of him and her alone in the cellar.
Around nine o'clock the Newton & Ridley service van pulled up outside the pub. Liz slid back the bolts on the door and unlocked it. Without checking she opened the door.
"Don't you want to see my I. D.?" The question caused Liz to turn quickly. It was not Pete the perv, but a six foot plus black hunk and one of the most gorgeous men Liz had ever seen.
"Sorry I thought you were Pete."
"Pete got fired last week. He has been stealing ladies panties from clothes lines, so the brewery sacked him." explained the man. "My name is Tony, I'm the engineer for this area now."
Liz held out her hand to Tony, "Liz McDonald , pleased to meet you."
"Where's the cellar?" asked Tony
Liz led the way as they descended down the steps.
"Probably the coil, shouldn't be a long job."
Liz thought to herself that was a pity, she was enjoying looking at this very handsome young man, lewd thoughts racing through her mind. She had a long sexual history, but never a black man.
"Are you local?" asked Liz, trying to make small talk.
"No, other side of the city."
"Married or single?"
"Young, free and single." said Tony, flashing a large smile at Liz.
"I bet all the girls are after you." answered Liz
"Some, but I prefer the more mature lady myself."
At that, Liz found herself moistening slightly, just at the thought of this man being remotely interested.
She wished she had dressed in something other than the shapeless grey top and matching jogging bottoms she was wearing.
"How mature?" Liz asked.
Tony again flashed a big smile and asked "how old are you?"
"About 50" stammered Liz.
Tony stood and walking over to her, took her in his arms and said, "perfect." before pressing his lips to hers.
Liz parted her lips and allowed his long tongue to enter her mouth and begin to explore. Her mind was spinning. Twenty minutes ago she opened the door of the pub and here she was about to possibly have sex with a complete stranger and a black, younger man at that, what was she thinking?
What she was thinking was how to get his black cock inside her. She had heard stories about black men and now was as good a time as any to see if they were true.
"Just give me five minutes to fix this and then how about a little fun?" Tony said with a big smile.
"Perfect" Liz replied, giving her time to change into something more appropriate. " The lounge is just through the bar. Don't keep me waiting." she kissed him briefly and climbed the cellar steps.
Five minutes later Liz was peeling the white T shirt from Tony's muscular body, her fingers tracing patterns over the well profiled muscles of his chest and sensually kissing his nipples making them stand proud.
Tony lifted her head and they kissed, tongues thrusting deep into the others mouth. Then Tony lifted the jumper Liz had hastily changed into, revealing a lacy black bra which was quickly removed as Tony sought Liz's breasts with his eager mouth.
Slowly easing her onto the sofa, Tony continued to work his black magic on Liz. Whilst still kissing her breasts, he had unzipped her pants and now had his hand deep inside her panties, his fingers seeking her wetness, which he knew he had found, not only by the touch but also Liz screaming in his ear, "oh yes," as his finger moved deeper into her.
Tony left Liz's breasts and trailed his long pink tongue down across her belly, peeling off her slacks and panties as he did so. He moved down into the sandy brown pubic hair between her thighs. Swirling his tongue through the crinkly hair, his fingers parted her lips and then entered her oh so wet slit.
Liz's head was already spinning when Tony replaced his fingers with that long tongue, seeking out every last nook and cranny of her vagina. He teased his tongue around the soft fleshy interior then found her clitoris and frantically flicked the tip of his tongue against he hard nub of her most sensitive spot.
In all the times men had gone down on her, Liz had never experienced anything like this, Tony was amazing as he continued to perform on her until she came. A long hard orgasm screeched through her, her upper thighs clamping around Tony's head, as if to keep him there for ever.
Tony continued to lap Liz's juices , but very slowly as Liz recovered from her climax and she reluctantly released his head from her vice like grip.
Tony stood up and removed his uniform pants and stood before Liz in a pair of white briefs.
The whiteness of the material, contrasted wonderfully with the blackness of his skin, but all Liz had eyes for was the large bulge in the front of his briefs.
Liz knelt before him and slowly peeled down the briefs, half way down his cock sprang out of the garment. Liz had seen some cocks in her time. Her ex husband Jim was not at the back of the queue when the were handing them out, but this was in a different league.
As Liz reached for it, her hand could hardly reach around its girth , it was so thick and a minimum eight, no, more like ten inches long. A monster.
For a few moments Liz stroked the huge black cock, still marvelling at its length and girth, before taking the head between her lips. She sucked hard and hungrily around the head, pausing to remove the cock to lick around the rim before once more inserting it into her eager mouth.
She then removed it and tracing the route of a very prominent vein, trailed her tongue down the entire length, before taking one of his tight black balls into her mouth and sucking it as if her life depended upon it. She repeated the service on the other ball, before re-tracing her path up the vein to once again take the head between her lips and began to suck.
After a few minutes concentrating around the sensitive head, Liz took a deep breath and began to take as much of the solid black meat as she could into her mouth. She slowly eased it in, inch after inch until the head hit the back of the throat and she gagged.
Liz was amazed that even with the head touching her there, her hand was still encircling a good four or five inches of Tony's cock.
