Letting Loose

I hadn't gone out much lately. But my divorce had left me a little downtrodden, and I didn't have the kids this weekend, so I decided to suck down a few beers out at a local bar instead of getting drunk at home.

I was sitting at the bar when she came up to me. I am white and middle-aged, and although I made a decent living, I fit in pretty well with the locals at this hole-in-the wall. She, however, didn't seem to fit in well. She was a Halle Berry black, and could give her a run for her money. She had a short haircut and beautiful bronze skin. She was wearing a loose summer dress, and when she sat next to me, I snuck a peek and saw she wasn't wearing a bra.

"You look nice," she said.

I hesitated then replied, "Well you look nice too."

She ordered a beer, and then looked at me and sighed. "I'm looking for someone special tonight." She took a drink from her beer.

Like I said, I was downtown, and it occurred to me what might be happening. I said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not looking to pay for anything."

She laughed and took another swig. "That's OK. That's not what I'm talking about... Why don't you dance with me a little, and maybe we can see if you're up for what I'm thinking."

I thought about it for a minute, but I decided, 'What the hell." I wasn't going to pay for anything, and she was sure good looking.

Out on the dance floor, which was not much more than a plywood strip next tot he jukebox, she slow danced with me -- grinding her hips into my crotch. She would lean in and blow hot breath onto my neck. Man was she getting me hot -- and hard. When the song ended, she guided me over to a booth in the back where a big black man sat. She shuttled me in so I was between him and her. I started to panic.

"Don't worry, Honey," She cooed and poured me a beer from a pitcher on the table.

"I don't know," I fumbled. "I'm just..."

"Don't worry, Honey," she reinforced, "Just have a drink."

I took a long drink, and then looked to the man. "Really, I'm not interested in paying for anything." She touched my face and turned me back toward hers.

"Don't talk to him, Honey. He doesn't like it. That's my husband, and we're not looking for any money from you." She reached down and started stroking me over my pants. "But if you want to keep this going, just play along."

I looked back at him, and he was just staring ahead. She was stroking me, and it felt great. I was so hard. I finished off my beer with another swig. She pinched the head of my cock, and said, "Let me fill that up for you." She poured me another and then began stroking me again.

I took another drink, and then she leaned into to me licking my ear. "Do you want some more?" She asked unbuttoning my pants. I think that was the point when I just gave in. I really didn't care what was going to happen next. My ex-wife had never done anything like this for me. I was getting a little drunk, and I just decided to relax and enjoy it.

She took my dick out of my pants, and it was hidden under the table, but it was agonizingly erect. She must have had some lube in her pocket or something, because the next thin I knew, she was stroking it, and it felt amazing. She leaned in again and whispered, "Now if you like this and want me, just do what I say." She stopped her stroking and pinched my head again. I looked at her. "OK"

"Reach over and rub my husbands big cock through his pants."

I looked at her then I looked at him. He was staring straight ahead still. She rubbed me again. My cock was so hard and about to explode. She whispered, "If you want this, and I know you do, then reach over and get my husband off."

It happened in a second. I had some fantasies about men before, but never any encounters. But right then, I just didn't care. I had nothing to lose. Her hands felt so good. So I reached over and rubbed his dick. He was enormous, and I nearly had to go down to his knee to reach his head. "Good baby," she whispered again into my ear. "Get him off.

She slowly stroked me, and I could feel myself getting close, but it was like she knew what I was doing to her husband. I rubbed his cock faster and faster. I was looking at his face. He tightened his expression, and then he came. I could feel his dick pulsating cum down his leg. At that same time, she let loose on me, and jerked me off so hard that I exploded underneath table.