“Hello sexy! Looking as desirable as ever!” he smiled holding his huge muscular arms out to greet me. Stepping in to his bear like hug, he wrapped his huge strong arms around me and held me tight. His hands as per usual, landed on my butt, as he squeezed my firm buttocks, noticing the tight garter straps holding up my fishnet stockings. A huge grin appeared on his face as he winked at me cheekily, giving my ass one last squeeze. I looked up at his masculine face and stroked his shaved head. Giving him a gentle peck on the cheek, I whispered into his ear.
“Slip me your number on the way out tonight. I think it’s high time you and I got better acquainted!”
I kissed his ear, my hands on his huge strong chest, feeling his larger than life muscles. My pussy twinged as my hands felt the strong masculine frame.
Breaking free from him, he opened the door and escorted me inside.
“No charge!” he said to the girl on reception and ushered me into the main bar. He placed his hand in his pocket and pulled out a business card with his name and number in a large black font. I slipped the card inside my handbag and smiled. I have been acting like a total slut all day and I was keeping the momentum active.
“Pick a night or day next week!” I grinned “I’ve got to know what it feels like with your cock inside me!” I giggled and made my way to the bar. I made my way to my usual place at the far end of the bar, nearest to the wall, where I’ve enjoyed many intimate private moments.
I climbed on to the barstool, knowing the top of my fishnet stocking would be on view as I sensually crossed my legs. The barman came over smiling.
“Hi Suzi. What would you like this evening?” he smiled.
“Give the lady anything she wants!” A voice said from behind me. I turned slowly to see who I would be needing to thank for my drink, when my eyes lit up.
Standing behind me was the perfect man. He stood about six foot four, broad shouldered, wearing a crisp white shirt, with jeans that must have been sprayed on. My eyes glanced at his crotch, delighted to find that the region was well and truly packed. His eyes were a piercing blue, his teeth dazzling white, made even more so with his deep Mediterranean tan. His dark hair was cut very short in an almost military style, which only added to my lust for him.
“Thank you kind sir!” I smiled encouragingly “I’ll have a Prosecco please!”
“One bottle of Prosecco please and two glasses!” He smiled, handing over a gold credit card to the barman.
“Hi I’m Joe!” He smiled extending his hand.
I placed my long taloned fingers into his hand and shook his strong hand sensually.
“Hi Joe, I’m Suzi!” I smiled, thrusting my huge breasts forward.
He held my hand and looked deep into my eyes, smouldering, his sexuality and animal passion taking a hold of me instantly.
“Suzi I have to say that I’ve noticed the wedding ring. I’m hoping your husband isn’t coming along!” He smiled confidently.
“He wont be along!” I giggled flirtatiously “My husband and I have an understanding!” I continued intriguing his curiosity.
“An understanding?” He queried, a puzzled look on his sensationally handsome face.
“Yes! An understanding!” I smiled “He lets me fuck who I want as long as he can watch me being fucked!” I said stroking Joe’s muscular forearm.
Joe smiled a devilish smile, looking me up and down as though I was a prize animal he was hoping to purchase.
“The question is do you have any objections to being watched while you fuck a slut in any hole of your choice?” I smiled, pushing my huge firm breasts into his broad chest.
Joe smiled the most confident smile, actually bordering on arrogant, which made me want his cock inside me even more.
“To be truthful Suzi that has always been one of my major fantasies!” He smirked “Fucking some guys wife like a whore as he watched her give herself to me!” He said this with such arrogance and confidence, a totally alpha male.
He spoke so confidently, so manly that I could feel my pussy tingling with excitement.
“It is rather exciting wrapping my stockinged legs around some guy, his cock deep inside me as I tell him his cock is bigger and harder than my husbands, as my husband looks over forlornly, watching his wife become a slut for a random guy!” I giggled, stroking his strong arms with the tips of my long nails.
“Is this your way of inviting me back to yours?” he smirked arrogantly “How can I be sure you’d be able to take my cock?”
My eyebrows raised at his question.
“How big is your cock?” I smiled, guiding my hand toward his crotch.
“It’s eleven inches and its all yours if you can take it!” he smiled as my hand gently stroked the front of his jeans. I could feel his cock growing harder as my fingers traced the outline. He was telling the truth. His cock was absolutely massive! My eyebrows raised as a smile flashed across my face. My stomach flipped with sexual butterflies, my pussy tingling uncontrollably as I moved my lips to his, gliding my soft lips against his.
“I’ve got to feel this cock inside me!” I panted “let’s go back to mine. My husband will give us a lift and you and I can get to know each other better in the back seat on the journey!”
“I thought you’d never ask!” he replied with enough arrogance to make me want him “Your husband will give us a lift? Is he here?”
“He’s at the other end of the bar watching me stroke your huge cock!” I said, nodding in my husbands direction “Let’s finish the bottle of prosecco and we can feel each other up sending him wild with jealousy and lust!”
Joe pulled me closer to him, lifting my head up toward his, as he tongue kissed my lips gently. His right hand began to knead my left breast skilfully, squeezing the firm flesh, making my erect nipple even more prominent. I moaned into his mouth as he took his left hand and began to squeeze my ass. His hand felt the garter straps digging into my flesh as he groaned approvingly into my mouth. I sneaked a look over at James. His eyes were wide open with shock and lust, enjoying the sight of his wife being manhandled by a sexual brute in a pick up joint.
Breaking off from our kiss, Joe smiled and said.
“I hope you’re shaved as there is not a hair on my body!” he winked suggestively.
I don’t recall ever fucking a man who had removed all of his body hair, and with the fact he has an eleven inch cock, my sexual curiosity was rampant. When James sees the size of Joe’s cock as it slides in and out of me, plus the movement I will need to perform to accommodate this huge weapon, not forgetting the moaning it will be inflicting upon me, then the whole scenario will surely intimidate him.
“I’m so hairless, I’m glass smooth!” I smiled “I’ve never fucked a totally hair free man before. It sounds very kinky!”
“That’s not kinky, but fucking some guy while your husband looks on, now that is kinky! It would be a touch kinkier if you are still wearing those stockings and high heels whilst being fucked” Joe smiled.
“That’s the sole reason I wore them, to get fucked in them!” I giggled.
“I bet you abuse the fuck out of your husband when a guy is banging you!”
I looked into his eye with a wicked grin across my face.
“I’ve had my moments!” I said, breaking into a giggle “I like to tease by telling him how much bigger the cock feels and how much it is making me come and that it’s much better than his lame attempts to please me!”
“If you can get all of my cock inside you then your taunting words tonight will be true!” He smiled confidently.
“When he sees the size of your cock he will lose his load!” I said genuinely as that will be the reaction of James when he sees my small hand holding this massive manhood.
“Would you like to try and fuck my ass later?” I smiled, emphasising how much of a slut I was willing to be for him.
“I’ve never had a woman who could take it!” He grinned smugly.
“I’m sure we’ll get some of it inside my ass!” I smiled patting the huge bulge in his skintight jeans.
My stomach turned with sexual excitement at the thought of this huge cock attached to this perfect specimen of manhood, will be sliding inside me, providing me with lavish orgasms and copious amount of hot spunk. He handed me a glass of sparkling Prosecco. I sipped the fizzy wine, never breaking eye contact with Joe, as I tilted the glass, pouring the drink down my throat.
Joe signed the credit card slip, then placed the card and receipt into his back pocket.
Gulping his prosecco down in one, he took the bottle and refilled our glasses.
“Should we invite your husband over for a glass before we leave?” He smiled.
I nodded over to James to join us. James climbed off his bar stool and scurried over to where we were.
“Would you like a glass of Prosecco?” I asked invitingly.
“I can’t as I’m driving!” He said in a downhearted tone.
“James this is Joe!” I said as both guys shook hands “Joe will be coming back with us and he’ll be fucking my shaved pussy raw!”
James stared at me open mouthed and nodded subserviently.
“And I thought you’d like to know that he is the proud owner of an eleven inch cock!” I giggled gleefully.
James looked at me, horror stricken. He was thinking that after I’d experienced an eleven inch cock that his seven inches would never satisfy me again. He may be right about that, but I was still going to spend the evening with those eleven inches stretching any hole of its choice.