"Oh my god!" I exclaimed. He was right. It certainly was the biggest cock I'd ever experienced in my 33 years. It was at least 12inches long, fat and black. I looked at him, my hand around his cock as he sat on the toilet in the cubicle in a set of public toilets. I was leaning over in front of him gently stroking it to its full length. My big, fake, white, 34DD's hanging out of my vest top as he grabbed and pinched at my tits and nipples.
I crouched down between his legs and licked from the base of his cock all the way up his long shaft to his helmet and gobbled down as much of his cock as I could, normally I could deep throat a cock but this was a challenge. I licked back down to his clean shaven balls and took them in my mouth, licking his balls one at a time, gently wanking his cock as I did. I then eagerly sucked on his cock again, my hands all over his cock and balls, slurping sounds escaping the corners of my mouth. My spit covering his cock and running down it, my hands rubbing it into his shaft as I looked up at him. He wasn't particularly good looking but I was in a very slutty mood and he was around and up for it.
Just then the door opened to the bathroom area. I took his cock out and looked at him, my eyes open wide and a big smile on my face matched by his as I carried on wanking his cock as we listened to the unknown stranger do his business. I began sucking on his cock again, one hand following my mouth up and down his shaft as the other fondled his balls, massaging them, given them gentle squeezes. Moans of pleasure coming from his mouth spurred me on. He took a handful of my blonde hair and pushed my head down on his cock, pushing it down my throat. I was getting so turned on sucking this black monster of a cock.
He stood up and sat me down on the toilet, his big cock swinging and bouncing around, slapping against my face. I shrugged my vest top and red bra down so they hung around my waist, I pinched and twisted my nipples as I looked up at him and opened my mouth for his cock. His hot cock entered my mouth and he grabbed my hair at the back of my head again and began to fuck my mouth hard and fast, his cock sliding all the way down my throat until his balls bounced off my chin. It became a blur, spit was hanging from his cock and dripping down onto my boobs as I rubbed it in. He then pulled his cock out of my mouth, I kept it open, he took a few strokes of his cock and shot a long stream of hot sticky cum straight into my mouth. And then another, and one over my cheek, and along my nose, on my chin, dripping down onto my boobs. He finally finished cumming and I had a mouthful of cum, I showed it to him before swallowing it down.
"Thank you very much." I said squeezing the last bit of cum out of his cock onto my waiting tongue. "Stay there a minute." And I began fishing my mobile out of my hot pants pocket "Just take a picture for me would you please?" I asked and handed him the phone as I took hold of his cock and laid it on my face and smiled at the camera. He took several pictures, I took the phone back from him and stood up and opened the cubicle door, my spit and cum covered tits still hanging out. I stood in front of the sinks and looked in the mirror and took a couple of selfies, happy with my work I grabbed a couple of tissues out of the holder and wiped my face and boobs. Baby wipes were best but I had to make do with what I had.
"Hey baby, when can we meet again?" I heard him saying. "Hey, can I get your number? At least tell me your name!"
I smiled back at him and gave him a wink, "its Tracy." I gave him a little wave and blew him a kiss and turned to leave. The toilet door opened as I turned to leave and a guy entered, a look of surprise spreading across his face and then realisation as he looked from me to the guy and back again.
I headed up the steps that lead out of the public toilet area to street area, the first drops of a summer rain shower starting to fall as I got to the top if the steps. "Oh great, just what I need a fucking rain shower." I said looking up at the sky. I was not prepared for it at all. I was in blue hot pants and a white vest!
It wasn't long before it was absolutely chucking it down. I was soaked through, my red bra clearly visible through my white vest, my blonde hair stuck flat against my head. I eventually ducked into a doorway and waited for the shower to pass.
I'm a very promiscuous woman, I always have been and with having more and more time on my hands and nothing really to do during the day I was finding more and more risquΓ© ways of enjoying myself although today's encounter had been my most daring so far. I was lucky enough to have the body that causes men to at least look twice. When I was in my mid-twenties and had a bit of cash I'd spent Β£5000 on getting a boob job. Although I do wish I still had the money now, but my 34DD's still came in handy, literally. At 33, I was still slim and had natural blonde hair and stunning emerald, green eyes which could pierce a man's soul.
In my early twenties I was told I could've been a model but I just wasn't tall enough, apparently you need to be taller than 5ft6in to be a model of sorts, but I still took comfort in this and in my own opinion I'd got better with age.
A voice suddenly bringing me out of my daydream. "Excuse me miss." The gruff voice said. "Can I get you a lift?"
I looked up and saw a black, bald headed cab driver leaning out of his cab window, the rain running down his bald head.
"I've got no money to pay." I replied
He looked back and me and smiled, "Maybe I don't need money, maybe payment in kind will suffice?"
"And what makes you think I'm that type of girl?"