I had been going into the Crown public house two or three times a week since my wife had left - the pretentious cow had said that she had ' outgrown' our relationship and had left to make her own way in life! I was more than happy to let her.
It was a cheery pub in the oldy-worldy sense. Fortunately, it had not been turned into a wine bar so was not frequented by hordes of twenty somethings drinking out of bottles.
One of the attractions for me was a young single mother, Polly, who served behind the bar several nights a week. She must have been in her early thirties, was witty, intelligent and pretty with a gorgeous figure and was the subject of many of my fantasies.
It was about eight thirty on a Friday evening, that my life took a turn for the better. I had pushed through a crowd of noisy and determined drinkers to the bar and was ordering my first pint when I felt a dig in the ribs. Looking to the side I saw Kim propped up in the corner on a barstool.
"Hi, there. How's tricks?"
"Fine," I replied. "Where's Dan?"
Kim was a few years younger than I was and I had often spent an evening talking with her and her boyfriend in the pub. They were good company but it was rare to see them apart.
"He's working tonight - had to go to Southampton this afternoon, so he's staying over."
"When the cat's away...." I teased.
"Why not?" she laughed, taking a sip of her drink and giving me a cheeky look.
I offered to buy her another drink, but she waved an almost full glass at me and declined. I paid for mine and eased over to stand beside her asking, "Are you really on your own then?"
"Not now." she smiled.
We talked easily for a while, teasing each other and exchanging mock insults before, out of the blue, she asked, " And how's your love life?"
"It will probably take two or three milliseconds to tell you all about it, Kim," I replied sadly.
"That bad, eh? Surely a good looking guy like you doesn't go short now you're a free agent?"
There was a twinkle in her eye that did not go unnoticed.
"To be honest, Kim, I have never been very good at making the first move although I do know some guys who use a direct approach and usually score,"
I added rather boldly for me, " Saying 'How about a blowjob' love?- doesn't seem my style somehow - even if I'm thinking it."
"You never know, maybe the girl's are thinking that as well."
"If my ex is anything to go by, it would be the last thing on their minds."
She continued to goad me by saying, "Didn't she like giving blow jobs then?"
She repositioned herself on her stool and as she moved her arms I could swear that I felt the back of her hand brush across my hardening bulge.
Dropping my voice to avoid being overheard, I answered,
"It disgusted her, she said."
I must have sounded unhappy about it because she raised an enquiring eyebrow and replied conspiratorially, "So you haven't had a blow job for some time, then?"
"Between you and me Kim, I have never had a blow job."
It just came out.
I couldn't believe that I had said it to this sexy young women. How did we get into such an intimate discussion anyway?
"You poor thing," she said touching my hand for a few seconds and giving me another wickedly suggestive look before looking away, smiling silently to herself.
I sipped my beer absentmindedly as I watched others across the bar, but I was thinking the sort of rude thoughts that kept my bulge bulging.
We had been standing quietly for a while when I was startled by a push in my back. It was sudden and caught me off guard and I was lucky that I had placed my pint glass on the bar otherwise my hands would not have been free to prevent me crashing to the floor. Worst still, I would have thrown my drink all over Kim.
As it was, I stumbled forward and fell into Kim. She was also sat, absentmindedly gazing about with her hands drumming soundlessly on each of her knees. I remained a little stunned and unable to move because of the weight of the customer against my back. My face only centimetres away from Kim's but I could see from the glint in her eyes that she was amused rather than angry by my position.
In the seconds it took for everyone to regain their feet I found myself with my groin, or more particularly, my hard penis, pressing against Kim's hand as it lay upon her knee. As I squirmed, she turned her hand over and squeezed my bulge firmly saying boldly, "Umm, your Ex doesn't know what she's missing."
As soon as everyone had regained their feet and Kim had released my grateful member, she leaned forward and whispered in my ear, " I have the car in the corner of the car park and, knowing how slow off the mark you are, I was wondering if you fancy your first blow job? I always was one for doing a good deed."
"It must be my birthday," I thought and I secretly reached out and squeezed her thigh, nodding imperceptibly, my agreement.
"Give me a couple of minutes and then follow me. My car is the dark Ford at the bottom of the row on the left."
She finished her drink, leaving her warm stool for me to sit upon for what seemed an hour, before I too, got up and followed.
It was dark outside, but warm after a pleasant, late summer's day of sunshine. Meandering casually along the row of parked cars, I reached the Ford, stopped, looked all around and then climbed into the back where Kim was waiting.
She threw an arm around my neck and we kissed. Her other hand went straight to my raging erection, rubbing up and down its length with slow enthusiasm.
As she did, I cupped her soft breast and fondled it gently until I felt its nipple harden and extend to poke purposefully out from inside her bra.
She undid my belt and zip fastener to release my straining cock, which leapt out like a gazelle set free from a cage. It stood erect, long, proud and expectant.
By lifting my bottom off the seat I enabled her to drag my clothes down to my ankles leaving me to half lie, fully exposed to her glossy lips as they descended to give my purple head a precursory lick.
She had pushed the front seats of the car all the way forward before I had arrived, so that she was able to kneel on the car floor in front of me to administer the pleasure she had promised. Taking my fleshy staff in one hand and my ball sack in the other, she licked her lips and giggled, "Now let's see what we can do with these."
Her head descended again into my lap and her mouth fully engulfed my bulging helmet, then she started to suck. For the first time in my life my cock was in someone's mouth and the sensation was better than I ever imagined it would be. The sucking action made it feel as if strings were being pulled up tightly along the whole length of my penis causing a tingling sensation that I had not felt before and which built in intensity as she sucked.
Months of sexual abstinence took its toll as I rapidly came to the boil. When she sensed the pressure mounting in my balls she stopped sucking and began licking the underside of my straining shaft with her stiff little tongue. From base to tip she licked, scrapping her fingernails as she did so, along the upper surface of my cock and around its glands to produce the most deliciously pleasant feeling - the sort of feeling which makes you want to cross your legs in sheer pleasure. With her other hand, she continued to fondle my balls but then sucked each of them into her mouth and chewed each one lightly every so often.
Much as I wanted to just lie there and enjoy it, I found myself thrusting up into her face to increase the pressure of her tongue and lips on my highly sensitised skin. When she again took most of my shaft into her mouth, I felt the head slip passed her larynx and down into her throat. She was deep throating me and the feeling, as the tip of her nose brushed my pubic hair, was sublime. Her lips were stretched around the base of my cock and she was sucking again. Of course, with her airway blocked, she could only suck for a short while and then needed to surface for air before re-swallowing my entire length.
After only a few insertions she brought me again, to the brink of my orgasm and I gasped that I was about to cum and to pull off if she didn't want me to cum in her mouth. Her response was to suck harder and assist my progress towards orgasm with her hand.
By now I was pumping her mouth like a well-lubricated vagina and wasn't in a position to argue. My organ grew larger as the semen rose and then I discharged the first of many loads with a violent thrust, deep into her throat. She continued to suck until I was spent and I sunk back into the seat, drained and happy. She swallowed my outpouring and settled down beside me. I cuddled her and kissed her tenderly in appreciation.
When my heart had stopped pounding and my senses returned to normal I turned and asked her whether she would like me to return the favour. She kissed me passionately by way of a reply. I slid a hand along her bare, sun-browned thigh until it reached the moistened patch between her legs. Her legs parted and I rubbed the fabric-covered lips of her pussy a few times before slipping fingers under the hem and into the sodden hole beneath. It was my turn to kneel on the floor, still with my trousers around my ankles.
Grabbing each side of her panties in each hand, I removed them in a single movement leaving her long slim legs draped over each of my shoulders revealing her exquisite pussy with its pink lips flushed and glowing in the distant car park lights. She obviously shaved between her legs but had left a trimmed mat of brown hair to cover her mons.
Sliding a hand under each of her firm cheeks I lifted her clear of the seat and rubbed my face against her hairy mound. Then, extending a stiff tongue, I followed that erotic trail along the entire length of her ravine finishing in the tight little crack at the front before retracing my path along those velvet lips. Her legs closed about my head as I repeated this action over and over again. On each cycle I paused to give her, now rigid little clitoris a gentle suck causing her to push harder into my face and moan quietly.
As her passion grew, her control of her lower body evaporated and she spread her legs wide apart forcing the taught muscles of her thigh to release my head.
Soon it was time to stop teasing her clitoris and give it my undivided attention. This meant alternately gnawing the little cock gently with my teeth and sucking it hard into my mouth, rolling it between my lips brought on an even more aggressive reaction and she bucked frantically against my face. I stuck my tongue out again, only this time I drove it deep between the glistening folds of her pussy and dragged it along its front edge to lash her clitoris savagely on each forward stroke.
