A Chance Encounter?
Vitorio ©
Hi!
This is somewhat different in style from most of my stories -- same underlying philosophy though.
It ends rather abruptly primarily so that you can take the characters where you will.
I have my own ending that I will post shortly.
There is straight, oral, and, of course, anal sex. It was written just after I had read a Heinlein book where he used short staccato sentences. I tried it out! This was written and first published on Literotica in the early 2000's.
Warning! There is anal (as usual).
Forty-ish I suppose, same age as me, sitting on her own. Unusual in a British pub on a Friday night. Very, very noticeable. Red hair worn in a slightly old-fashioned style, curly, shoulder length. Her face was, how to say this, big. No that's wrong, striking is a better word. Characterful -- is that a word? Dark red lipstick, almost 'porn star' quality. That was it really -- she had something of the appearance of an actress from those early films I'd seen in my youth.
She was bloody attractive - difficult to take my eyes off her. She was certainly drawing attention. Two young lads made a move to her - saw them off in pretty smart style. Don't know what she said to them but they drifted away, tails between legs.
I couldn't take my eyes off her.
I'd come out for a drink to get out of my flat, first time for a while, trying to shake off the depression caused by the last letter from my solicitor. My ex - off to the States with her new man AND the kids. COW!!
I didn't think I was that bad. It wasn't me over the side was it -- bloody toe-rag, seducing her like that. I had no chance. He had it all, money, good looks, youth, the bloody lot. Nineteen years down the bloody pan!
I just wanted to sit by the bar surrounded by people -- try to get back to life I suppose. Hadn't thought about women for a good while, well I had but the thoughts hadn't been about sex! Felt pretty let down really. Christ, she was bloody attractive.
Then she noticed me looking. Eyes met and I looked away, embarrassed. Hadn't done this for a long time -- chat a woman up in a pub. Different 'rules' now. Couldn't not look though -- shit she was lovely!
Looked at her again and she was looking at me -- hell. Shit, bugger -- smile you idiot! So I smiled and, miracle of miracles, she smiled back. Took a deep breath, got up, and walked over.
"Can I join you?" A nod, a smile. FUCK!
"A drink, errr, can I get you a drink?" Hell, how long ago had I last done this!
Big smile. WOW "Mmm, yes please. Gin and tonic, double, with ice and lemon. Thanks." Nice accent -- posh. Well not quite, posher than me. A double -- unusual but there you are!
Off to the bar. Got the drinks, wine for me -- never been a beer drinker and spirits: well not now! As I turned the two young guys moved in.
"Pushy sod aren't you?" said one.
"Yeah, pushy!"
I wasn't in the mood! Pugnacious look, full height (6' 2"), "Piss off before you get into trouble!" and stared them down. Kids! Stand up to them and they back off (I hope!). They did -- slunk away without a look.
I looked at her, she was watching with ghost of a smile. I sat, gave her the drink.
"Wine?" she said with a soft smile, "hardly the drink of a 'hard' man."
"I'm not hard, just don't like being interrupted." She smiled again and nodded. She seemed -- melancholy.
We sat; we talked -- about me mostly. I took her in. Probably around 35. OK, 40. So difficult to tell nowadays but she was a looker that was certain. Quite a lot of make-up but well applied and accentuated her beauty. There seemed to be something familiar about her. Couldn't see her figure but if it was as good as her face and hair -- wow! Then, as her drink diminished, "You live around here?"
I did. "About 5 minutes," I said.
"Let's go!" I must have looked shocked. Surely chatting up hadn't changed this much. "Show me where you live!" Who was picking up who?
She stood, I stood and we left the pub. Nice evening, slow walk and she held on to my arm. Nice.
Back to my flat. Stale, uninteresting. Hadn't really got round to making it into a home. Difficult.
"My 'castle'," I said. She smiled and crossed the threshold. She was tall, well over average, I'd say about 5' 10" in her heels. Not slim -- could see that under the coat. Followed her in and took coat.
WOW. The rest of her was as good as her face. Not, repeat not, the skinny planks that women try to be today. Very shapely. The view from the rear as I showed her into the lounge, was bloody marvellous. Thank god for the Coke bottle! Gorgeous hips and an arse to die for. She turned. Shit, I didn't think I could take much more. Breasts full and shapely under her blouse. Slight rise of tummy dipping to the pleasure palace. She was Monroe, Loren, and Lolobrigida -- a fantasy. FUCK!!!
"Drink?" I managed. She smiled.
"I didn't come here to drink," she said as she reached for me and pulled me close. Things had changed!! Her kiss was unpractised but passionate and, as she pulled away, "Bedroom, where's the bloody bedroom!"
What's happening here?? No time to think -- did I want to. Shit no. I knew exactly what I wanted to do! I took her hand, corridor, bedroom. Thankfully I had a double bed -- didn't matter mind you.
She grabbed me again, her kisses passionate. So were mine by now. Boy did she light my fire. I'd never met a woman like this -- forward. My wife wasn't bad but this? No, nothing. Hands were fluttering at my shirt buttons, releasing them quickly then stripping my shirt off. Mine did the same to her blouse, ripping several -- she didn't seem to mind. She was stroking my body, cooing, kissing my neck and shoulder. I did the same to her but I wanted those tits! They felt great pressed against my chest.
Unclip bra and slip it off her shoulders -- she helped then pulled my head down and thrust her tits in my face. "Suck, bite, oh you bastard, squeeze them." Ever the gentleman, I did hard. She was grinding hips into mine by now so she must have felt the hardness of my cock -- bloody hard. Hands down her back grabbing the glorious cheeks of her arse - pulled her to me.
"Oh fuck yes," she said breathlessly as she pulled away and sank to her knees. Hands found belt, then zip. Trousers down - I stepped out. My cock, 8 inches on a good day, was as hard as a rock and poking over the hem of my pants.
"Oh my word," she said as she stripped them off and I stood to attention -- cock anyway! "Oh that IS nice!" and her mouth found the head and sucked it inside. SHIT!! Never had a woman done that. Knelt at my feet and sucked my cock. Couldn't help it, just thrust forward and filled her mouth then started to fuck her face. She didn't mind but I had to stop, didn't want this to end too soon. Seemed to miss my cock in her mouth as she stood. I knelt before her and loosed her skirt. She stepped out of it. Smell of arousal and see her wetness. It was too much! Reaching behind for her arse I pulled her panty covered cunt onto my mouth, bit and sucked. She screamed, surprise and pleasure mixed. Tasted the flavour of her. Covered the whole of her mound and right between her legs, savouring the flavour of her pleasure. She shuddered legs giving way. She fell back on the bed.
"Bastard," she said with a breathless smile, "bloody bastard. That was good. Now fuck me with that lovely cock of yours." This from a woman whose name I didn't even know! She reached up and pulled me down on top of her. Wriggled her wet knickers off - explored her cunt with my fingers. Wet? Hell, you could have launched a ship! Her legs opened , hand reached down grabbed my prick, guided the head into her wet pleasure palace.
Heaven. Tight, but not. Slippery, but not. Hot, but not. I wanted more. Not much technique here, I just pushed. She was pushing as well so I was balls deep quickly.
"OH fucking hell yes!" she moaned, "that IS A LOVELY COCK. Now fuck me with it -- hard!" So I did. Long strokes, thighs bashing together. Slapping noise.
A constant muttered, "Yes, yes, yes," before hands pulled my mouth to hers as she tried to devour me. A long shudder rocked her body as her tongue tested the depth of my mouth and her legs came up to grip me tightly. She was HOT!
Fucked her hard now, deep, full, right inside. Head bent, sucked her tits. Wonderful nipples -- hard. Moved her up the bed then came. SHIT, WOW, FUCK. Filled her with spunk -- five, six pulses. It had been a long time. Didn't want to stop -- stayed hard and kept going. Never happened before!
She screamed as I came -- good for her I suppose. Pulled me deep inside. Rolled off her and lay on my back -- don't like to smother a woman. Deep breath - wow that was good. Calm. Phew -- hadn't been like that for a bloody long time.
No rest for the (very) wicked though. She was there, on me. "Fuck! That was bloody good. Do you practice?" She laughed -- had a nice laugh. Sexy, rich, free.
"No," I said, "been a while. Divorce."
"Oh! I suppose so. Nothing in between?" Fool! I'd unburdened myself to her. Divorce, kids, lover, States: the bloody lot. Because she listened.
"No," She laughed as she looked down on me. "Bloody waste -- that was fucking good." Language! Didn't know any women who talked like that. Bloody sexy. Plus she was playing with my cock and balls!
"Not finished I hope?" I wasn't!