A few years after our marriage we began role-playing to bring a bit of spice into our sex lives, the rules were very simple, I would take Polly, my wife, to a pub or cocktail bar outside the area we frequented, she would be sexily dressed, mini-skirt see through blouse, no underwear etc. I would kill some time and turn up about a half an hour later. I would then try to" pick her up" with a view to having sex with her somewhere other than our home!
One rule, to make things exciting for both of us, was that if she got picked up before I got back to the pub, then that was up to her to decide what to do, we had an agreement that she could have any kind of sex she wanted without having to explain her actions to me, or indeed recount what had transpired!
This rule never came into force, except on one occasion.
I will start by telling you of that little adventure, which is an aside to the main narrative of my tale.
We were preparing for a night out and Polly paraded in front of me to show off her outfit, a slightly see-through black blouse which did little to disguise her superb full tits and dark nipples, a bright red belt pinched her in at her slim waist, a very short black leather mini skirt with a zipped opening slashing the side half way up the tight skirt. Seamed black stockings and bright red stilettos finished the outfit.
As she sat on the sofa facing me I could see that all she had on under the mini-skirt was a black lace suspender belt, holding up the black stockings, it also afforded me a quick glimpse of her waxed pussy (with a tiny inverted triangle of blond pubic hair above the slit, just to show that she was a natural blond) looking pink and inviting.
We set off for a swish cocktail bar about half an hour away from our home and on the way I fondled her tits and pussy, getting us both excited about what was to come.
I dropped her outside the bar and headed off for a spin to kill 30 or 40 minutes. I was sure that the way she looked that night she would have an active time fending off potential suitors, as she had never had any form of serious dalliance in the past( if you don't count the odd grope, feel, or snog).
About an hour later I arrived back, having been delayed by a minor accident which blocked my only approach to the bar.
She was sitting in a corner both looking slightly dishevelled but also very desirable and fuckable.
I slid into the booth muttering apologies about my late arrival.
She blushed and averting her eyes from me she whispered "You are not going to believe what's happened to me since last I saw you "
She had an empty Champaign glass in front of her so first things first I ordered two more and settled back to hear her news.
So, what have you been up to for the past hour?
Well, I arrived and perched up on a bar stool, as I didn't want to spend a half an hour sitting in a corner with no one to talk to. With the zipped side to my mini, I was showing quite a lot of leg, that and my tits fairly well on view I must have looked like a right tart on the prowl!
A few minutes after I sat down, this really well dressed dishy looking guy sat beside me and as an opener asked, very politely, if I would like to join him in a glass of Champagne.
He seemed charming , and I love a glass of Fizz, so I said I would be delighted to, but I was very bold, feeling pretty but naughty I flashed him a couple of times as I moved around on my barstool, giving him a good glimpse of my pussy, and leaning forward letting hem see my tits through the opening of my blouse- (I had undone a few buttons when I arrived at the bar ), so at the right angle he could see a complete tit- nipple and all! I was getting quite excited by my flirty/dirty behaviour and he was ogling me constantly.
We made small talk for about fifteen minutes, and then out of the blue, he made an extraordinary proposition to me. It went like this, "The way you are dressed, you are obviously meeting some one close to you,, I couldn't help seeing that you are not wearing a bra, and when you swivelled on your bar stool I got a very good look at your beautiful Brazilianed pussy, congratulations on being a natural blond by the way, and I conclude therefore that you are going to let your friend fuck you sometime later this evening.."
"By the way, my getting a good long look at your lovely pussy - was it an accident or an invitation - but never mind that question for the moment!"
"I have an appointment that I cant break, starting in about half an hour, but I find you overwhelming desirable and would like to make you the following proposition- lets say your date will be here in half an hour, and I will be gone from here also in half an hour, in those thirty minutes if you would consider giving me a blow job I would happily give you fifty pounds- now I know that you are NOT that type of girl, but I cant ask a complete stranger to suck me off without giving something in return.! Any way I can tell from our conversation you are an open minded and adventurous sort, who just might have a little dalliance with a total stranger. So what do you say?
I'll never know what got into me, but I was already getting moist and excited. So I said YES, just like that!
He was very good looking, absolutely charming, and up to his suggestion of oral sex quite polite and respectful.
He led me by the hand to the toilets at the back of the bar, and we locked ourselves into a large spotless cubicle.
The very first thing he did was pull me to him and kiss me deeply on the mouth, his hand fondled my pussy which was sopping wet with excitement, he played with my clit and pussy lips in a truly expert manner, I came almost at once, sighing with pleasure and melting against him.
I slid down his front and opened his fly, and took out his magnificent prick, rock hard and with a pink uncircumcised mushroom type head, which was larger than the shaft. His dick wasn't huge but as much as I would want, any more might be uncomfortable elsewhere!
I slid the plump head into my mouth and began wanking the hard shaft, which grew in girth under my ministrations
He had unbuttoned my blouse which I took off and tossed it to one side; he was rubbing my nipples to a hardness which I thought would make them burst. I was sucking and wanking faster and faster, my tongue doing the round of the smooth skin of his lovely prick head.
He began to cum , hot spurts deep in my throat, then he pulled out to spray my face and tits, then back into my mouth again, squirt after boiling squirt, I never swallowed so much spunk in my life, and still he pumped it into me.
"That was fucking amazing, the best BJ I've ever had!" He gasped.
I was cleaning his dick licking its length, and sucking his shaved balls, he was groaning with pleasure...
He lifted me up onto the cistern, spreading my lags wide apart, and planted his mouth on my boiling pussy, his tongue playing with my clitoris, fingers deep in my pussy, and after a while as I began cumming he slid a finger into my bum-hole. Wanking and licking till I cried out in ecstasy.
"You have a charming little cunt, and some day soon I hope to put it to another use which we can discuss later!"
"I reload pretty quick!" he beamed, and showing me his stiff rod he offered me that lovely smooth pink head, its foreskin pulled back till the mushroom ridge where it joined the staff stuck out larger and shinierthan the shaft.
