(A Dylan James Story)
This is the follow up to my story
Subway Encounter
. This is another story of Dylan James as a young man in New York. Dylan was introduced in the One for the Road series. Hope you read the whole series and enjoy. Thanks for the positive feedback.
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He noticed her when she first came into the bar; her olive skin contrasting nicely with the tight white tube top, short white mini-skirt and white stiletto heels that she wore. She had short dark hair, dark eyes, and she looked very familiar to him. She was about 5'6"; mid-20's and had a very sexy way about her. Her tight top showed off nice sized breasts with large nipples that prominently showed thru the thin material. Man, she looked familiar to him.
She was with an older guy in a suit and it looked like they had been out on the town. They headed for a table further back in the bar. As they passed she glanced at him and her eyes widen in surprise, but they kept moving toward the back. They got a table past the bar area and she sat down facing in his direction.
It was a hot, sticky August night in New York, and Dylan and his roommate, Jeff were having a couple of beers at their favorite Irish bar, O'Neal's in the 80's on the upper West Side. They had been playing softball all day in the Park, and were now watching the Yankees kick Boston's ass again.
He glanced down the bar in her direction. Her legs were crossed and her short skirt had ridden very high up on her thighs showing acres of exposed skin. She stared back at him, but he just could not place her. She was very hot though. He turned back to the game trying to think of where he knew her from, but it wouldn't come to him. However, every time he glanced her way she was looking back at him.
Finally, the beer got the better of his bladder and he had to go relieve himself. As he passed her table headed toward the men's room, he smiled as she looked up at him. "Who is she?" he asked himself as he went into the restroom. As he pulled his large prick out of his pants, the answer came to him. "Rachel!" The girl he'd sex with at Lincoln Center about three months ago. He had felt her up on the subway, and then they had gone up to the Terrace at the Tulley Theatre and fucked. It had been so great. "So that was her boyfriend. Kind of a dud."
He finished taking his leak and put his monster back into his shorts. He was washing his hands when the door opened and Rachel appeared in the mirror in front of him. He turned around towards her.
"Dylan, right?"
"Yeah. Rachel?"
"I knew it was you." With that she locked the door and almost leapt at him. She kissed him hard pushing her tongue deep into his mouth as she pressed her body against him. Then she dropped to her knees, undid his shorts, and yanked them down to his ankles. His large penis dangled between his legs. She grabbed his limp member with both hands and looked up at him.
"I have been dreaming of this beauty for 3 months. I have 10 minutes tops!" With that she stuffed his dick into her mouth, swirling her tongue over the head and underside of his large penis. Dylan was caught completely by surprise. His tool began to grow rapidly under her thrilling stimulation. As he grew harder, she started bobbing her head up and down taking his full length into her mouth all the way to the base.
"Oh Jesus" Dylan moaned.
He was quickly reaching his full length of 9 very thick inches, but she still managed to take him down her throat to the hairs each time. Dylan's naked ass was leaning against the sink, and he naturally began to thrust back into her throat matching her rhythm. She nodded her head in agreement encouraging him to continue to thrust his great dick down her throat. She placed both of her hands on his strong thighs to help guide his thrusts. Every time he pulled out, her tongue would swirl around his great head, and then back he would drive into her clutching throat. She yanked down her top, revealing her tits. Her nipples were fully erect, and her tits began to shake and swing from the motion.
Dylan was in heaven. This had happened so fast. Her warm wet mouth and throat were like a great tight pussy, and he could not help but fuck her face in earnest. She massaged his heavy balls with one hand, while the other dove under her skirt. She had gotten him to the edge very quickly. Dylan usually took forever to cum, but he felt it coming on quickly. He began to drive down into her throat. Her lips were stretched tight around by his wide girth. His great head was crushing into her gullet where her throat muscles milked him with each thrust. He began to savagely pound her throat in his excitement. Her hand left her pussy, and grabbed his muscled ass and pulled him deeper. A high whine came from her throat as he plunged past her tonsils.
"Oh God," he groaned as he exploded in her mouth. She now had both hands on his ass and was holding him deep in her throat He fired volley after volley straight down her throat. As the volume of cum decreased he pulled back, and her tongue and lips began to nurse his dick like a pacifier. Finally, when there was nothing left in his dwindling cock, she eased her mouth off him. There was a little dab of cum in the corner of her mouth, and her tongue found it and licked it off.
She stood up and gave him deep wet kiss. He could taste himself on her tongue.
"God, I needed that. Thanks."
She ran some water in the sink. She took a mouthful, rinsed and spit it out. She checked her teeth, pulled her top back up, and fluffed her hair. She kissed him again and was out the door. Dylan just stood there completely confused. What had just happened? He pulled up his shorts and washed his face and wandered out to the bar. She and the boyfriend were gone.
Jeff asked him where he had been and he told him the story. Jeff knew about Dylan's success with women, but even he didn't believe the story about the bathroom. Pure bullshit! Dylan finished his beer and ordered another round as Jeff laughed at him. They went back to watching the end of the game.
About twenty minutes later, Rachel appeared at the entrance to the bar. She moved over to Dylan. Dylan glanced over at Jeff, who just stared at her speechless.
"Can we talk in private?"
"Sure." He led her outside in front of the bar. She grabbed him and kissed him hard again.
"Look, I just sent my date home. I want to be with you tonight. I have thought a lot about you and," she paused for a moment. "And your big cock. I want you to fuck me. Okay?"
"Great. Do we have a place? "
"I was thinking about Lincoln Center again."
He looked at his watch. It was almost mid-night. The Tulley would be closed by now. The Terrance would have no one around. He walked to the street and hailed a cab.
As he looked for a taxi, she moved over to him and began to run her hand up and down the length of his cock. It lurched in his pants. She was doing this right on the street. This girl meant business!
"I want you to give it to me hard. Hard and fast. Will you do that for me?" She whispered in his ear.
"As hard as you want." he said looking into her dark eyes. And his cock lurched again.
A cab pulled up and they jumped into the back. Rachel immediately began to kiss Dylan hard. She took his hand and put it under her skirt. Her cunt was bare and she was very wet. She spread her legs wide as he slipped a finger into her hot cunt. As he kissed her neck, she grabbed his dick and started to jack him again. It was like she could not wait to get to Lincoln Center. She threw one leg over him and straddled his lap. She pulled down her top and fed one of her large nipples into his mouth.
"Hey, you can't do that in the cab," the driver said.
"Fuck off," she moans at the driver as Dylan continued to finger her cunt and suck her tit. Her juices were already beginning to flow out of her pussy. She was still jacking him thru his shorts, and his large dick had grown to full mast and was painfully crammed into his underwear. After what seemed like hours, they pulled up in front of Lincoln Center. Dylan threw a twenty at the cabbie. And they raced up the stairs of the Tulley and into the courtyard. No one was around at all.
She jumped up on the ledge near where they fucked before, and yanked her top down revealing her lovely tits with pencil tip nipples. She hiked her skirt up to her waist and parted her legs wide. Her pussy was wide open and ready of business. Dylan knelt between Rachel's legs and started kissing his way down her inner thigh. He could smell her deep aroma. He saw her clit peeking out at him from a patch of light black hair. He leaned in to suck it, but Rachel stopped him with her hand.
"Dylan, I have girlfriends to suck my pussy. I want your very large hard cock up my pussy. Please?"
'Okay." He took his shirt and shorts off, and stepped out of them He was butt ass naked at Lincoln Center and his giant prick was pointing straight at her dripping pussy. He stepped between her wide spread thighs. Rachel took his penis and rubbed the large head along her vagina.
"Now fuck me, stud. That is why I came back. No one is better then you," she whispered in his ear as she inserted his prick in her slick pussy. Her pussy was already so wet that juice was running down her crack.
"This chick is hot and ready to burn," Dylan thought to himself. "If she wants it hard she came to the right place, but I am going to fuck her my way." He eased about half of his dick into her and she sighed. He pulled out and drove about three- quarters into her, and she moaned. When he slammed into her using his full length and the head of his cock bounced off her uterus, she screamed.
