Tanya was frustrated beyond belief, or at least she had been until HE had caught her eye. At twenty-five, she liked slightly older men. They had more to offer. Dave had been too busy working and arranging this to do, so she hadn't been laid in over a week.
This young crowd of strangers hadn't looked to have anything good to offer. It was a twenty-first birthday party, at a pub she'd never worked in, for fiancée Dave's younger brother. As usual, they'd got terminally pissed before things had even got started.!
By three that afternoon, they'd poured Dave into a cab, and sent him home. That would mean another night of using her fingers, 'cause he'd be no more use in bed than a chocolate fireguard. Dave was such a wanker, when it came to sex, but he what he lacked in inches, or between the ears, he made up for that with a wallet that was always full.
In that respect, at least, Tanya had her priorities right. A week before she married him yet. So much for the big surprise he reckoned to have planned for her. She'd been in two minds whether or not to make herself scarce, after Dave's departure, then she'd noticed HIM. There was always time for a girl to have some fun, if the situation allowed.
She sidled over to the landlord, Jim, who knew her boss in the next village. The game was well and truly on!
"Need a hand behind the bar for an hour?" she asked with a smile, as she tapped his shoulder.
Jim wasn't about to look a gift-horse in the mouth. Tanya was only short, but her body was sensational, especially in that low-cut black top and tight mini skirt. Expensive gear, too, but that was her all over. She liked to be indulged. Her ample cleavage was a magnet for every male eye in the room, and she was such a flirt. How could he refuse?
"Get in there and pull some pints, girl. I guarantee you'll be busy!" he winked, with a lusting gaze.
It wasn't long before HE noticed that she was behind the bar, and she smiled as he approached. His cropped grey hair was like the bristles of a brush, and she imagined the sensation of its rubbing teasingly along her inner thighs, or over her stiff nipples.
She was damp between her legs before he'd said a word, and when those steely grey eyes locked on hers she felt naked. Taking a deep breath, she asked, in her sexiest tone.
"What can I do for you, then?"
His laughing eyes, full of confidence and sex, held hers for a moment, then he spoke
"It looks like beer isn't all you pull. I'll take a pint of bitter, please but make sure it's got a good head."
His voice was deep, and Tanya thrilled because his eyes were undressing her. Her hand moved suggestively up and down the shaft of the beer-pump, and as she handed him the foaming pint she leaned forward, to whisper
"Ask any man that knows me. They'll tell you I always give good head."
He watched her long tongue running wetly round the ruby richness of her lips, before gently gripping her hand, as she went to give him his change.
"I'll be here all evening, and I only live two streets away. Let me buy you a drink, later?"
"OK. What's your name? I like to know who I'm drinking with." She replied, hoping her enthusiasm wasn't showing.
He smiled. The predatory smile of the wolf, as he observes his next meal. Tanya wasn't in control of this, but she didn't care now. Dave was forgotten for the moment.
"Tom. Surnames aren't important at the start, are they? I'll be waiting."
Tanya watched, as she worked for the next hour, and he was always looking in her direction. It was obvious, from the attention that Tom enjoyed that he was a ladies man. The local girls seemed as drawn to him as she was. It seemed too ridiculous for words, but she felt jealous! The hour passed, oh so slowly, then she was at his side.
One of her friends enquired about Dave, but Tanya barely heard this. All she could focus on was Tom's firm bum, and the pleasing bulge in the crotch of his pants. She was feeling like a moth must, in a spider's web, except that she could hardly wait to be eaten!
Several 'Black Russians' later, she was pleasantly tipsy, and totally relaxed. Tom exuded sexuality from every pore, and his fingers were electric when they touched her skin. He looked deep into her captive eyes and said
"Fancy coming back to my place for a night-cap?"
It wasn't till she got to her feet, and staggered, that Tanya realised she was drunk, but his strong arm encircled her waist, and she was half carried, head buried in his shoulder. When they finally stopped at his front door, she had no idea where she was, and she didn't care; though the brass bat on the door made her giggle.
They fell through the open door, and Tanya flung her arms around his neck, meshing her lips fiercely onto his, her tongue hungrily savouring the taste of his. His hands found the cheeks of her bum, and squeezed tightly as he ground his crotch against her thigh. She could feel the swelling there, and gasped with pleasure as it grew. God, this was a real man!
He pulled away from her, looking deep into her eyes, and smiling wickedly before speaking
"You said you always give good head, but words are cheap. I know what you want girl, but you don't get it for nothing. Let's see how good you are."
Tanya was trembling with the lust she felt, and her panties were soaking with her juices. Hungrily, she stepped up, grabbing his belt with one hand, while the other caressed the huge bulge in his pants. Feverishly, her tongue running over her eager lips, she pulled his manhood free, shivering as she caught sight of the rigid monster that was a dream come true.
He groaned with delight, as her one hand gently cupped his heavy balls, while the other wanked gently at his straining shaft. Tanya was mesmerised by the girth of the purple head, and knelt gratefully before him, sliding the sensual wetness of her eager mouth over it, revelling in the heat and salty taste. Her teeth worried gently at the hot flesh, as she took him deep into her throat.
He began to jerk, and she puled back, biting hard on the glans. Not hard enough to rupture the skin. Just hard enough to stop him coming.
"Oh, no." she purred, as she saw the pained look on his face " I want all of that between my legs, not down my throat. I want you fuck me hard, but not quite yet."
She pushed him onto his back, and one hot hand resurrected his dwindling erection while her lips greedily swallowed each of his balls in turn, her teeth gently teasing. Within seconds, his erection was bigger than before, and once more her mouth opened to devour it, but Tom pushed her back.
"Enough!" He cried "Time to give you what you want."
The black top was discarded, and the skirt fell to the floor. Tanya turned, pretending to run, but within five paces he'd caught her, She felt the hot hardness of his cock, pressing against her backside, as his arms came from behind. His strong hands clamped on her breasts; his fingers playing havoc with nipples that already ached with stiff desire.
His mouth was savaging her neck, and one hand strayed down to her sodden cleft. A skilful finger found the clitoris at once, and the burning need she felt became a fire, raging through her body as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss flooded through her. Her whole body felt electrified, and as he turned her round, to fasten his hungry mouth onto her aching nipple, she felt wonderfully helpless.
Her hands reached once more for his massive erection, and she shuddered in anticipation of its stretching her to her limits. She sank to her knees again, desperate to feel the salty hardness between her teeth, and this time she would take it just so far. Slowly and deliberately, her slid her lips along its length, until he could take no more.
With a cry, he turned her round so that she was on all fours. The huge glans nudged at the lips of her cleft, and she almost passed out with pleasure. Eagerly, she reached back and gripped it, guiding it into her. She gasped in pained delight as the massive penis was pushed, relentlessly, deeper inside her than any other had ever been,
She was stretched wide to accommodate the girth, and as the glans rammed deliciously against the neck of her womb, she understood, for the first time, how sex really should feel. Clamping her muscles around him, she pushed her bum hard against his thighs. Drunk or not, she was going to get the most out of this.
His movements began to speed up, and she felt her own juices flooding over him as her passion began to take control. All at once, with a cry, he began to jerk wildly. There was no stopping the tidal wave of orgasm that flooded over her as his hot seed spurted out, in seemingly endless waves, filling her more completely than she'd ever known.
Her whole body glowed with sweat, as they lay, spent, on the floor. Tanya could hardly believe how incredible the experience had been. Dave could never match up to that. Perhaps she should think again.
She nodded off, only to be roused by the feel of Tom's tongue on her clitoris, the electricity of his short hair against the delicate skin of the inner thighs. Her legs spread wider, eagerly, and she felt a jolt of pleasure as his strong fingers once more found her stiff nipples. She began to shake, as his glorious tongue brought her to the edge again, and then his head had made its way up her body, and the mouth was now teasing at her painful tits, while his fingers stroked their roundness.
She pulled his head up to her own, clamping her lips savagely onto his. Her legs were spread as wide as they would go, and she could once more feel that massive penis tapping at her door. There was a gasp of her escaping breath as it invaded her again, but this time she was ready, and matched the rhythm of his strokes, wrapping her legs tight round him, and lifting her bum off the floor.
Again, she was powerless to stop the rushing of her blood as the insistent cock pushed her happily toward a climax. Tom began to grunt, and they came together in a heady instant of sexual wonder. Tanya sleepily noticed the time. Almost four in the morning! Dave was probably still asleep, but she had to get back.
"Will I see you again?" She asked, almost pleading, as she hurriedly got dressed
"You can't tell me that you wouldn't like to repeat that. I've never known more incredible sex."
Tom looked at her and smiled, as he replied
"Yes, you'll be seeing me again, Tanya, but let's not arrange anything just yet. You know my local now, and I'm in there most nights, so you know where to find me."
His smile reassured her that he meant it, and she kissed him hard before leaving. She was so pre-occupied with what had happened that she didn't really take note of where he lived. Just laughed again at the bat-shaped doorknocker.
Dave was snoring heavily as she slid into bed beside him, stinking of stale beer and puke. She wrinkled her nose, turned her back and dozed off. Did she really want to marry that? A hand squeezing her breast gently, making the nipple stiffen, brought her round, and as she turned, a minty fresh set of lips fastened on her own.
She was still horny from the night before, and the finger probing between her legs sent her own hands out searching for a nice hot, rigid penis. It didn't matter that this one wasn't so big, not really. She just wanted to be fucked, and Dave did have his moments. She grunted with passion as he pushed into her, and though it was over quickly, she was still satisfied.
"Time to get dressed, Tanya, love," Dave whispered, "I want to show you that surprise I promised, and we need to go out for it."
Despite all attempts from her at wheedling clues from him, Dave wouldn't talk. She got into the passenger seat of the car, and they set off. A little later, they drove past the pub they'd been in the day before, and Tanya blushed a little, with the memories.
They pulled up outside a big house, which had been converted into flats, and Dave took her hand, leading her inside. Puzzled, she asked
"What is it, Dave, are you showing me a new place for after we're married?"
He smiled, as they reached a door with an all too familiar brass bat on the door! Tanya froze, as Dave answered her, knocking
"Not at all. I want you to meet the only guy that I'd consider for the job that I want doing. He works abroad, so I don't see him nearly often enough."
The door opened, and Tanya felt that guilty surge of lust again as the smiling Tom stood before them. His eyes gave no sign that he knew her.
"Hi, Tom" called Dave cheerfully "Here she is, my bride-to-be. Tanya, meet Tom, the best friend I ever had, and my best man."
'Best Man' thought Tanya, as she murmured a greeting, enjoying the touch of Tom's hand in hers, 'Oh Dave, if only you knew!'
This young crowd of strangers hadn't looked to have anything good to offer. It was a twenty-first birthday party, at a pub she'd never worked in, for fiancée Dave's younger brother. As usual, they'd got terminally pissed before things had even got started.!
By three that afternoon, they'd poured Dave into a cab, and sent him home. That would mean another night of using her fingers, 'cause he'd be no more use in bed than a chocolate fireguard. Dave was such a wanker, when it came to sex, but he what he lacked in inches, or between the ears, he made up for that with a wallet that was always full.
In that respect, at least, Tanya had her priorities right. A week before she married him yet. So much for the big surprise he reckoned to have planned for her. She'd been in two minds whether or not to make herself scarce, after Dave's departure, then she'd noticed HIM. There was always time for a girl to have some fun, if the situation allowed.
She sidled over to the landlord, Jim, who knew her boss in the next village. The game was well and truly on!
"Need a hand behind the bar for an hour?" she asked with a smile, as she tapped his shoulder.
Jim wasn't about to look a gift-horse in the mouth. Tanya was only short, but her body was sensational, especially in that low-cut black top and tight mini skirt. Expensive gear, too, but that was her all over. She liked to be indulged. Her ample cleavage was a magnet for every male eye in the room, and she was such a flirt. How could he refuse?
"Get in there and pull some pints, girl. I guarantee you'll be busy!" he winked, with a lusting gaze.
It wasn't long before HE noticed that she was behind the bar, and she smiled as he approached. His cropped grey hair was like the bristles of a brush, and she imagined the sensation of its rubbing teasingly along her inner thighs, or over her stiff nipples.
She was damp between her legs before he'd said a word, and when those steely grey eyes locked on hers she felt naked. Taking a deep breath, she asked, in her sexiest tone.
"What can I do for you, then?"
His laughing eyes, full of confidence and sex, held hers for a moment, then he spoke
"It looks like beer isn't all you pull. I'll take a pint of bitter, please but make sure it's got a good head."
His voice was deep, and Tanya thrilled because his eyes were undressing her. Her hand moved suggestively up and down the shaft of the beer-pump, and as she handed him the foaming pint she leaned forward, to whisper
"Ask any man that knows me. They'll tell you I always give good head."
He watched her long tongue running wetly round the ruby richness of her lips, before gently gripping her hand, as she went to give him his change.
"I'll be here all evening, and I only live two streets away. Let me buy you a drink, later?"
"OK. What's your name? I like to know who I'm drinking with." She replied, hoping her enthusiasm wasn't showing.
He smiled. The predatory smile of the wolf, as he observes his next meal. Tanya wasn't in control of this, but she didn't care now. Dave was forgotten for the moment.
"Tom. Surnames aren't important at the start, are they? I'll be waiting."
Tanya watched, as she worked for the next hour, and he was always looking in her direction. It was obvious, from the attention that Tom enjoyed that he was a ladies man. The local girls seemed as drawn to him as she was. It seemed too ridiculous for words, but she felt jealous! The hour passed, oh so slowly, then she was at his side.
One of her friends enquired about Dave, but Tanya barely heard this. All she could focus on was Tom's firm bum, and the pleasing bulge in the crotch of his pants. She was feeling like a moth must, in a spider's web, except that she could hardly wait to be eaten!
Several 'Black Russians' later, she was pleasantly tipsy, and totally relaxed. Tom exuded sexuality from every pore, and his fingers were electric when they touched her skin. He looked deep into her captive eyes and said
"Fancy coming back to my place for a night-cap?"
It wasn't till she got to her feet, and staggered, that Tanya realised she was drunk, but his strong arm encircled her waist, and she was half carried, head buried in his shoulder. When they finally stopped at his front door, she had no idea where she was, and she didn't care; though the brass bat on the door made her giggle.
They fell through the open door, and Tanya flung her arms around his neck, meshing her lips fiercely onto his, her tongue hungrily savouring the taste of his. His hands found the cheeks of her bum, and squeezed tightly as he ground his crotch against her thigh. She could feel the swelling there, and gasped with pleasure as it grew. God, this was a real man!
He pulled away from her, looking deep into her eyes, and smiling wickedly before speaking
"You said you always give good head, but words are cheap. I know what you want girl, but you don't get it for nothing. Let's see how good you are."
Tanya was trembling with the lust she felt, and her panties were soaking with her juices. Hungrily, she stepped up, grabbing his belt with one hand, while the other caressed the huge bulge in his pants. Feverishly, her tongue running over her eager lips, she pulled his manhood free, shivering as she caught sight of the rigid monster that was a dream come true.
He groaned with delight, as her one hand gently cupped his heavy balls, while the other wanked gently at his straining shaft. Tanya was mesmerised by the girth of the purple head, and knelt gratefully before him, sliding the sensual wetness of her eager mouth over it, revelling in the heat and salty taste. Her teeth worried gently at the hot flesh, as she took him deep into her throat.
He began to jerk, and she puled back, biting hard on the glans. Not hard enough to rupture the skin. Just hard enough to stop him coming.
"Oh, no." she purred, as she saw the pained look on his face " I want all of that between my legs, not down my throat. I want you fuck me hard, but not quite yet."
She pushed him onto his back, and one hot hand resurrected his dwindling erection while her lips greedily swallowed each of his balls in turn, her teeth gently teasing. Within seconds, his erection was bigger than before, and once more her mouth opened to devour it, but Tom pushed her back.
"Enough!" He cried "Time to give you what you want."
The black top was discarded, and the skirt fell to the floor. Tanya turned, pretending to run, but within five paces he'd caught her, She felt the hot hardness of his cock, pressing against her backside, as his arms came from behind. His strong hands clamped on her breasts; his fingers playing havoc with nipples that already ached with stiff desire.
His mouth was savaging her neck, and one hand strayed down to her sodden cleft. A skilful finger found the clitoris at once, and the burning need she felt became a fire, raging through her body as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss flooded through her. Her whole body felt electrified, and as he turned her round, to fasten his hungry mouth onto her aching nipple, she felt wonderfully helpless.
Her hands reached once more for his massive erection, and she shuddered in anticipation of its stretching her to her limits. She sank to her knees again, desperate to feel the salty hardness between her teeth, and this time she would take it just so far. Slowly and deliberately, her slid her lips along its length, until he could take no more.
With a cry, he turned her round so that she was on all fours. The huge glans nudged at the lips of her cleft, and she almost passed out with pleasure. Eagerly, she reached back and gripped it, guiding it into her. She gasped in pained delight as the massive penis was pushed, relentlessly, deeper inside her than any other had ever been,
She was stretched wide to accommodate the girth, and as the glans rammed deliciously against the neck of her womb, she understood, for the first time, how sex really should feel. Clamping her muscles around him, she pushed her bum hard against his thighs. Drunk or not, she was going to get the most out of this.
His movements began to speed up, and she felt her own juices flooding over him as her passion began to take control. All at once, with a cry, he began to jerk wildly. There was no stopping the tidal wave of orgasm that flooded over her as his hot seed spurted out, in seemingly endless waves, filling her more completely than she'd ever known.
Her whole body glowed with sweat, as they lay, spent, on the floor. Tanya could hardly believe how incredible the experience had been. Dave could never match up to that. Perhaps she should think again.
She nodded off, only to be roused by the feel of Tom's tongue on her clitoris, the electricity of his short hair against the delicate skin of the inner thighs. Her legs spread wider, eagerly, and she felt a jolt of pleasure as his strong fingers once more found her stiff nipples. She began to shake, as his glorious tongue brought her to the edge again, and then his head had made its way up her body, and the mouth was now teasing at her painful tits, while his fingers stroked their roundness.
She pulled his head up to her own, clamping her lips savagely onto his. Her legs were spread as wide as they would go, and she could once more feel that massive penis tapping at her door. There was a gasp of her escaping breath as it invaded her again, but this time she was ready, and matched the rhythm of his strokes, wrapping her legs tight round him, and lifting her bum off the floor.
Again, she was powerless to stop the rushing of her blood as the insistent cock pushed her happily toward a climax. Tom began to grunt, and they came together in a heady instant of sexual wonder. Tanya sleepily noticed the time. Almost four in the morning! Dave was probably still asleep, but she had to get back.
"Will I see you again?" She asked, almost pleading, as she hurriedly got dressed
"You can't tell me that you wouldn't like to repeat that. I've never known more incredible sex."
Tom looked at her and smiled, as he replied
"Yes, you'll be seeing me again, Tanya, but let's not arrange anything just yet. You know my local now, and I'm in there most nights, so you know where to find me."
His smile reassured her that he meant it, and she kissed him hard before leaving. She was so pre-occupied with what had happened that she didn't really take note of where he lived. Just laughed again at the bat-shaped doorknocker.
Dave was snoring heavily as she slid into bed beside him, stinking of stale beer and puke. She wrinkled her nose, turned her back and dozed off. Did she really want to marry that? A hand squeezing her breast gently, making the nipple stiffen, brought her round, and as she turned, a minty fresh set of lips fastened on her own.
She was still horny from the night before, and the finger probing between her legs sent her own hands out searching for a nice hot, rigid penis. It didn't matter that this one wasn't so big, not really. She just wanted to be fucked, and Dave did have his moments. She grunted with passion as he pushed into her, and though it was over quickly, she was still satisfied.
"Time to get dressed, Tanya, love," Dave whispered, "I want to show you that surprise I promised, and we need to go out for it."
Despite all attempts from her at wheedling clues from him, Dave wouldn't talk. She got into the passenger seat of the car, and they set off. A little later, they drove past the pub they'd been in the day before, and Tanya blushed a little, with the memories.
They pulled up outside a big house, which had been converted into flats, and Dave took her hand, leading her inside. Puzzled, she asked
"What is it, Dave, are you showing me a new place for after we're married?"
He smiled, as they reached a door with an all too familiar brass bat on the door! Tanya froze, as Dave answered her, knocking
"Not at all. I want you to meet the only guy that I'd consider for the job that I want doing. He works abroad, so I don't see him nearly often enough."
The door opened, and Tanya felt that guilty surge of lust again as the smiling Tom stood before them. His eyes gave no sign that he knew her.
"Hi, Tom" called Dave cheerfully "Here she is, my bride-to-be. Tanya, meet Tom, the best friend I ever had, and my best man."
'Best Man' thought Tanya, as she murmured a greeting, enjoying the touch of Tom's hand in hers, 'Oh Dave, if only you knew!'
