Bar Slut

As she turned into the parking lot she knew she shouldn't stop but what the hell her husband wouldn't be home for at least an hour and a half why shouldn't she have one drink to take the edge off. Parking the truck around the far corner of the building so nobody would see it she quickly made her way inside the bar. The first thing she noticed was that obviously the "older" crowd "ran" the bar during the early evening but as the night progressed the younger crowd invaded and the older guys retreated home in defeat. Walking across the bar she could feel their eyes on her but was relived that the stares were not emphasized with hoops and hollers' of "Hey baby I want some of what you is offering. Or "hey baby take a walk on the wild side." You know the usual kid's stuff that was so often the case with the younger crowd.

Approaching the bar she hopped up into the high stool and adjusted her skirt before crossing her legs. Before she could even ask the bartender was walking towards her with her drink in hand. "This one is on Billy in the corner, " he said as he placed the drink in front of her and motioned with his head in Billy's direction. Turning she smiled at Billy raised her glass to him and took a drink, mouthing the words "thank you" to him she turned back to the bar and savored her drink.

Sitting at the bar she sensed something was missing but yet couldn't put her finger on it. Puzzled she shook her head in an attempt to shake the thought from her head but unsuccessful she sat and stewed over the difference as she sipped her drink. Well you know how you get when you are lost in thought your body carrying on various tasks but honestly you have no idea that you are doing anything. Well that was exactly what was happening at this very moment. You see the more she was lost in thought the quicker her hand lifted that glass to her lips and well before she knew it the glass was empty and two other's had taken it's place and now the fourth sat empty in her grip. When she finally did "snap" out of her deep thoughts she came to the realization that she was now "half snapped" herself.

The speakers around the bar snapped startling her as the jukebox came to life. Her heart raced in her chest she let out a little "yelp" then giggled softly as the men of the room looked over at her. Turning her back to them she wiped the sweat off her forehead and without making eye contact with the bartender ordered herself another drink. "The music! The music was missing!" she exclaimed proudly. The bartender smiled broadly at her and nodded his head in agreement. Satisfied that she had figured out what was missing she settled back in the chair and slowly churned her hips to the beat. God she felt like dancing. She could feel the "fingers" of the music as they caressed her body twisting her to the heavy bass beat. Then just as quick them "fingers" fled as the strong hand gripped her arm.

Turning slowly she gazed into the softest brown eyes she had ever seen in her life. The dark brown iris was sprinkled with a smattering of yellow the pupils shone as if filled with oil. Blinking she pulled back a bit and took in the stranger's entire face. He had a strong jaw his long brown hair just barely touched his shoulders and he had at least two days growth of stubble. All in all he was kind of cute she thought, hell she found herself letting her eyes travel over his chest and downwards hoping to see the "whole package" if you know what I mean. She didn't hear him the first time he asked her to dance but she did hear his second request and was soon slipping off the stool to join him. "Whew!" she exclaimed as she fell against him. The drinks were having an effect on her and well seeing as she had failed to move from her perch during the execution of four drinks her legs still needed a period of time to adjust to the alcohol coursing through her veins.

He caught her in his strong arms as she fell into him. Her face pressed against his chest she inhaled deep taking in his strong masculine scent and for a second fought off the urge to taste his flesh. He easily lifted her. Her feet, for a brief second, even lost contact with the floor. "You ok?" the stranger asked his strong hands holding her shoulders. Embarrassed she looked towards the ground and told him she was. Well looking down could have been a mistake cause when she did she couldn't have possibly missed the large bulge in the stranger's jeans. God! She hoped he was a janitor or something and the bulge was nothing more than a huge pile of keys or she had been missing out on what a real cock was.

You see her husband was the only man she had ever "been with" and even though his cock was slightly larger than the national average reported she had seen many others much larger in the various movies her husband had "forced" her to watch. Well he didn't really force her she just made him think she didn't enjoy watching such filth but honestly she had a collection of her own she kept hidden in the closet. She was the classic "closet nymph" case study. Her neighbor's all seen the prim and proper woman but the walls of her bedroom knew the truth, she was an insatiable "sex-a-holic" if such a thing existed. Along with her hidden movies were several toys of various lengths and girths. Some were for strictly clitoral stimulation others manufactured for g-spot agitation. She found herself wondering what his cock was made for. Would the girth be such that she would feel her clit being stroked with each plunge or would the curve of his manhood smash into her g-spot with each penetration.

The crotch of her panties began to heat up as once again her mind tossed around thoughts. The stranger who held her up became an inanimate object he was no longer a man. He had become nothing more than a structure, one with an unknown treasure, a treasure she knew she wanted. Even if she could just hold it, feel her fingers slide along its length. To squeeze it and feels it's texture. Her clit was tingling now she had to fight off the urge to reach down and rub it. His words brought her back to reality. His one hand moved down her back and came to rest on the small of her back. She willingly followed him out onto the dance floor. Squeezing her buttocks tight as she walked in a failed attempt to pacify the tingling of her clit.

By the time they reached the dance floor, the faster bass beat had been replaced by a slower one. The stranger calmly took hold of her and eased her body against his and waltzed her around the room. His body was so warm she found herself clinging to his chest her head lay upon his shoulder her eyes closed tight her fingers lazily stroking his back slid upwards to play with his hair as she was completely consumed by his being. She loved the way he held her. His thick fingers of one hand gripped her hip the other resting on the small of her back his fingers stretching downwards to lay along the top of her buttocks.

Lifting her head from his shoulder she felt the electricity race through her cheek as it brushed his, the course stubble scratched her fair skin. With her arms around his neck she played with his hair as she gazed into his eyes. Sweeping his hair back behind his ears so she could once again look into his beautiful brown eyes. The eyes that at one time were open so wide were now half closed and filled with what she would best describe as lust. Her fingers slid through his hair gripping his head she traced his cheeks with her thumbs then without warning pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him. The kiss caught the stranger by surprise she could tell cause his first instinct was to pull away but she had a grip on his head and well her tongue has slipped past his lips and now gently caressed his.

She felt the hand on her back slide down over her ass and grip her buttocks pulling her towards him. His tongue that until now lay dormant in the bottom of his mouth came alive and swirled around hers his lips closed in a soft oval she felt the subtle tug at her tongue as he softly sucked at it. Breaking the kiss she gasped at the sudden change of events. The pounding of her heart filled her head as the reality of the situation settled into her conscious. Here she was kissing a complete stranger in a bar while her husband was probably at home waiting for her. It was then and only then that she felt "it". It of course being, the massive length of hot flesh that ran half the length of the stranger's leg and still seemed to be growing.

Forgetting all about her husband she dropped an arm from around the stranger's neck and slid it between them. Goosebumps formed on the back of her neck when the tips of her fingers felt the thick cylinder shape of a cock running beneath the stranger's jeans. Jesus she had to stoop a little to run her fingers the full length of his cock the thick head of his cock pulsed under the tips of her fingers. She could feel a wet spot on his jeans as she circled the tip of his cock with her fingers. Sliding her hand back she took hold of the cock hiding in his jeans and gave it a firm squeeze. His fingers dug into the fleshy cheeks of her ass as she did so and his head fell onto her shoulder his soft wet tongue swirled across her flesh as he kissed the base of her neck his breathing becoming ragged as she continually ran her fingers along his thick shaft.

"Oh God!" he whispered his whole body shaking as he clung to her. Funny how things change minutes ago it was she clinging to him fighting off the effects of alcohol now it was his turn to cling to her but instead he was fighting off and impending orgasm. Her fingers left his cock her palm spread out across his taunt stomach and moved steadily up his chest. She pushed him back away from her and looked him in the eye before spinning around and walking towards the rest rooms at the rear of the bar.

He stood there like an idiot not sure if she wanted him to follow or if the game was over and he should find his seat and stay there. He watched her turn and head down the hallway his cock was throbbing wildly almost painfully in his jeans and all he knew whether she wanted him to follow or not. He had no choice but to head to the bathroom himself as there was no way he could sit with his cock in this position. Just as soon as she had disappeared around the corner his feet were in motion. He hurried towards the bathroom his hand in front of his crotch hiding his obvious excitement from his buddies in the bar. At the far end of the narrow hallway was the ladies room and half way down the same hall was the entrance to the men's room. At first he walked right past the men's room door and had his hand on the ladies door about to push it open and rush in and fuck her brains out but at the last second he decided against it and with his head hung low he trotted off to the boy's room to relieve himself.

Meanwhile in the farthest stall from the door she sat on the toilet her dress pulled up around her waits her one hand buried in her panties furiously rubbing her clit as she licked the fingers that had been playing with his cock. Fuck she was hot! Alcohol had most always affected her this way but she had always been able to control herself till she and her husband had arrived back to the sanctuary of their home. She plunged three fingers of one hand into her mouth, sucking them hungrily, sliding them back and forth across her tongue imagining it was a thick hot cock fucking her mouth. Wet sucking sounds filled the tiny stall as her mouth filled with saliva coating her fingers before trickling from the corners of her mouth.

The fingers of her other hand rubbed her clit faster and faster her hips rose her thighs spread allowing her hand full access to her hot dripping pussy. The smell of her secretions filled the air, her nipples throbbed and grew under her blouse until each nipple rubbed itself raw against the stiff fabric of her bra. She ripped open her blouse and unsnapped her bra her breast fell free of its confines but yet remained high on her chest her nipples pointing skyward as they begged for attention. She pulled and tugged and twisted each nipple her other hand frantically caressing her overheated pussy she quickly approached orgasm. "Whew, oh God! Yesssss." Her whole body convulsed her hips shot up off the toilet her fingers invaded her spasms filled cunt as she came. "Oh God yes! Shit yeah," she moaned. Inhaling through clenched teeth she pulled her fingers from her pussy and licked them clean loving the taste of her sweet wet cunt on her fingers.

Licking her fingers clean she sat for a moment and composed herself before even attempting to get dressed. It didn't take long before her mind was again focused on the stranger's cock. She just had to see it. Maybe she could convince him to just let her take a look at it. You know study it she could explain how she had always thought that the actors she saw in the movies were fitted with a synthetic cock and no one man had a real cock that big. She laughed at herself, like right, what man in his right mind would let some total stranger take a look at his cock She came up with a plan maybe if she also offered to suck his cock maybe then he would be willing to let her see it. So there in that stall is where her life took a detour she was about to see only the second real cock in her life. Not only see, but, suck it as well and the mere thought both shamed and excited her.

She decided to ditch the bra at this point and quickly removed it and stuffed it into her purse before slipping back into her blouse leaving the top three buttons undone this time. She stood in front of the long narrow counter and looked at her reflection in the mirror. Fixing her hair she washed her face and then patted it dry. She examined her form in the mirror turning to the left and right to ensure her blouse was tucked in. Inhaling deep she couldn't help but catch whiff of her pussy. Shit she should have slipped off her panties they were soaking wet with her juices now and surely anyone within a foot or two of her would make no mistake as to what she had been up to. Her saturated panties joined her bra in her purse.

She strutted out of the bathroom and walked quickly down the narrow corridor towards the main bar area. She was shocked to see that many of the patrons had already headed home for the night, no doubt most were married men and they knew that arriving home late for dinner meant they were on the shit list for the night and that almost always meant no tail before bed. She was happy to see "her" man had not left yet. He had moved his beer over to the bar to where she had been sitting and now sat smiling at her as she made her way towards him. Rising as she approached he pulled her stool out for her and took her hand to help steady herself as she hopped up onto the stool. The bartender appeared out of nowhere and placed another drink in front of her and was gone before she could protest.

She turned her stool to face the stranger and for the first time realized that he had put on his jacket. His jacket was one of them full length things you often see spies and sleuths wearing in the older movies you know the ones that end just below their knees. What she saw next excited her more than anything had ever before. The stranger's jeans were open fully and his thick vein encircled cock lay half flaccid along his inner thigh. Her eyes met his she could see the fear in his eyes not sure if she would approve of his actions or slap him across the face and run screaming from the bar. To be honest she didn't expect this turn of events and yes she her first thought was to run from the bar find the nearest police station and report the incident. However when she looked back down between the stranger's thighs she saw his cock twitch and then slowly begin to rise.

Looking down the bar, she saw that the bartender's had been distracted by the new couple who had taken a seat at the far end of the bar, and before the stranger could react her fingers had taken hold of his beautiful cock. Shit his cock was so hot and soft but yet firm she couldn't help but squeeze it tight. Slowly she began to slide her fist back and forth along its length her eyes widened as his shaft continued to grow under her caresses until she could feel it lying along her forearm each time her fingers caressed his balls. "Mmm, you like my cock don't you honey?" Damn it under any other situation she would have taken offense to a man other than her husband calling her honey but due to the circumstances she let it go. Turning till her shoulders were squared to his, her thighs pushed between his thus forcing him to spread his legs she dropped her other hand down to his cock and began to stroke him with both hands.

Fuck his cock was huge! It was far bigger than even the gag vibrator her girlfriends had bought for her for her at her "stag". She could still remember the giggles and gasps when she opened it that day. But smiled smugly to herself knowing that if any of the girl's had any idea how good, what they had intended as a gag gift, felt sliding in and out of her. They themselves would have been rushing back to the store to get one of their own. However what she now held in her hands wasn't a toy it was a real cock! And what a cock it was! She couldn't even get her fingers to meet around this monster. Hell her toy was thick but she could easily get her fingers around it, there was no way in hell she was about to be able to do so with this cock. The head of his prick was leaking pre cum profusely now she could feel the warm slick stickiness of it under her fingers, as she pulled the thick foreskin up over the bulbous head then stretched it back exposing the plum shaped tip.

Christ she was hot! Her pussy was throbbing in anticipation of how this monster was going to feel as it drove up inside her. The tip stretching her open then being driven deeper, the thick blue veins that snaked their way along his shaft rippling along the sleek inner walls of her pussy, her muscles constricting attempting to impede his cock's advance but failing miserably when he took hold of her waist and yanked her towards his bucking hips. She could feel a puddle forming under her as she sat there and watched both her hands slide methodically up and down his shaft. Her fingers coated in a thin film of his pre cum ran effortlessly along the smooth flesh. She now wondered if the idea of removing her panties had been a good one cause sitting as they were, she was forced to lean slightly forward with each down ward stroke, and upon sitting back, her one fist twisting the head of his cock as the other jerked the upper portion of his shaft repeatedly she found that the puddle had spread.

She was dizzy now, panting, in her hands she held the type of cock she had always figured to be only available in plastic, fantasies, or her dreams. She could smell his secretions now, her mouth watered. She shifted forward on her stool and worked her legs around till she had one leg draped over either of his knees. It startled her when he pulled her stool across the ceramic floor. The loud screeching caused many of the other patrons to look over at them, she was relieved to find that after a quick glance. Their privacy was returned. Their foreheads met both gazed downwards between their bodies, his hands felt so good sweeping back and forth over her calves a suppressed moan echoed between their bodies when his one hand disappeared under her skirt and the back if his fingers grazed her swollen pussy.

Her grip tightened. Removing one hand from his cock she sat back slightly, lifting his eyes to her he watched as she spread her fingers. Strung between her fingers was a fine web of his seminal fluids, her tongue eased from her mouth and she looked him directly in the eyes as she licked her fingers clean of his fluids. "God you taste so good!" she panted, her tongue lapping at the palm of her hand seeking any trace of his sweet tasting cream. She felt his cock thicken in her fist as she spoke, a wicked naughty grin creased her mouth realizing that maybe he was the type that enjoyed talking while making love, telling their lover what they wanted, what they liked.