Turning the tables

I remember how nervous I was when I first walked into the place. I found an empty booth at the very back of the hotel bar where I would be able to see her before she saw me. There were hardly any other customers. I'd hardly settled down and taken my first sip of bitter when she walked in. For someone who had been blackmailed into coming to the hotel she showed remarkable poise and strode with a confidence most women don't possess. Her straining breasts were bouncing tantalisingly with each step, obviously not confined by any bra. For a brief moment she stood still, looking around. The barman and the other two men in the bar stared at her no doubt wishing that she would choose him. 

I waved and, seeing me, she walked towards me. I had the pleasure of watching those buoyant breasts dancing like beach-balls caught in the surf, as she approached me. She sat down on the bench, next to me, and pressed her thigh against mine causing my erection to twitch wildly. I glanced sideways at the profile of her jutting breasts and imagined handling those luscious globes and felt a burning desire to put my head between them and suffocate in the warm, resilient flesh.  

Hers was an innocent girl's face on a woman's lush body. Her big blue eyes looked at the world as if it contained only good things. Her red lips were permanently pursed in a moue which made me and every other man who looked at her imagines having them wrapped around their cock. Looking down I noticed that she was wearing sheer black stocking on her showgirl legs, which were almost completely displayed because her short skirt had ridden up almost to her crotch as she'd sat down. She didn't seem to notice. My eyes reluctantly moved away, from her legs, but were immediately ravished by the fullness of her bosom. The nipples were clearly outlined by the sheer blouse as her boobs jutted out so aggressively that it made me salivate. Her lush body was arousing me to fever pitch. It had been sometimes since I'd been so excited by a woman.

Without saying a word she sidled along the bench so that her lush body was pressed against my side. I could feel the firmness of her breast against my arm and the warmth of her thighs infusing mine. I looked around and saw that we were hidden, from the other customers, except for one older man who'd taken the booth opposite ours. She reached out and, taking my wrist, placed my right hand on her right boob. Through the material I felt the warmth and firmness of her flesh filling my palm and fingers. My cock started throbbing even more wildly as I kneaded the firm globe gently. I could feel the wet spot in my boxer shorts growing. She placed her hand over mine to make it tighten even harder around her boob and, in a hoarse whisper, told me to squeeze it hard. As I did she forced my thumb and forefinger around the aroused nipple, which was already big and erect. I know that there are some women who love to mix pain with pleasure so I did as she wanted. I squeezed as hard as I could. I fully expected her to push my hand away and scream in agony instead her eyes closed and her mouth opened allowing a soft moan of ecstasy to emerge. She was obviously enjoying the pain. My cock was straining against the front of my trousers as I rolled the nipple between my fingers and tugged it out as far as it would go. I squeezed it extremely hard before allowing it to spring back to its original shape then I repeated the whole process, again and again. I really believed that I was being a little too vicious till I saw that she was in the grip of ecstasy. It was enough to make me forget where I was and the reason why. I twisted towards her and pulled the peasant blouse away from her chest so that I could slip my hand inside it the neckline to cup a firm, naked boob. She stunned me by pulling the garment further down so that both her boobs were fully exposed. They were very full and firm with large, bright red nipples. The flesh sprang back as soon as I stopped squeezing. The skin was very white and clearly showed the bright red marks where my fingertips had been squeezing.

I was still worried that someone would see us so I looked across at the older man and saw that he was straining forward, transfixed. He nodded, as if telling me to carry on, and I realised that if anybody approached he would let us know.

Through clenched teeth she whispered that she wanted me to suck her nipples. I had another quick look, to make sure nobody but the old man, was watching before cupping her twin boobs in my hands. The hard nipple seemed to swell even more as I slipped my lips around it and started sucking it fiercely. She moaned softly as I kneaded her boobs making the nipple jump around in my mouth. I nearly freaked when suddenly my mouth was filled with thin, warm liquid. She was lactating. While I sucked the life-giving liquid I felt her hand starting to unzip me. Before I could stop her she'd reached inside and wrapped her hand around my cock and had brought it out in the open. She stroked it energetically while the tip of a finger circled the domed head, smearing the clear liquid all over the sensitive flesh. Her touch was so wonderful that I no longer cared that we were in a public place. I couldn’t get enough of her milk and continued sucking as she squirmed forward so that she was perched on the edge of the seat. Taking my right hand, away from her boob she steered it under her short skirt. My fingertips were met by the hairy opening of her cunt because she wasn't wearing any underwear. My two middle fingers easily slipped inside the juiciest hole I'd ever stroked. I knew that the old man could see what we were doing. His eyes were bulging and I almost laughed out loud as it reminded me of how some cartoon character's eyes spring out on stalks. She whispered that she really needed my cock inside her cunt right now because she needed to be fucked silly and wanted me to fill her with hot spunk!

My fingers were still rooting around inside her tight, wet hole as my thumb flicked across her erect clitoris, again and again while I drained her breast. She'd continued stroking my cock as I switched to the other nipple. Again she repeated her plea to be fucked immediately. I was familiar with the lay out of the bar and, since she was the only woman there, knew that the 'ladies' would be empty. I pulled her to her feet. She was so horny that I had to adjust her blouse otherwise she would have crossed the bar with her boobs hanging out. She followed me inside one of the cubicles. She slipped out of her clothes, leaving only her self-supporting stockings and shoes on. I heard someone coming in and frantically tried to close the door but she calmed my fears by whispering that it must be the old man and she was sure that he would lock the door behind him. I heard movements, in the next cubicle, and moments later saw him peering over the partition. Ignoring him I slipped my fingers back into her cunt and began to move them around inside the wet passage while pressing my thumb against her clit. I wanted her so juiced up that I could slip my big cock into her cunt in one thrust. Her hands were scrambling at my clothes and soon I was naked, from the waist down. She sat down on the bowl and slipped forward so that her cunt projected free and urged me to put my cock inside her. When I hesitated she asked me what I was waiting for. I'd never known anyone so impatient to be fucked. I knelt and moved nearer so that I was between her spread thighs. Clasping her taut buttocks I pulled her toward me. Because my stiff cock was sticking straight out the drooling head bumped against her sex and slowly slipped into her. The sticky wetness of her cunt around my cock was divine as I felt it sucking it deep into her warmth and wetness. I looked up and saw the man was looking at the juncture of our sexes.

She was holding her boobs, in her hands, and was squeezing them very hard and drops of milk were oozing out. She rubbed the erect nipples with her thumbs then pushed her boobs up and took a nipple between her lips. She moaned as she heaved her hips upward. Adjusting the angle I drove my hard cock even deeper into her juicy pussy, which was still tight despite being very wet. I felt her love juices dripping out, around my cock, wetting my balls as I pulled back. My cock slid out until only the tip was still lodged in her wetness. I made her beg for it then pushed it hard, all the way back inside. I was pulling her body back and forth matching the rhythm of my hips. The angle of my penetration made my shaft rub the tip of her clitoris, which seemed to excite her even more.

I could hear the old man breathing hard as I continued ramming my cock in and out of the slurping cunt. I'd never been watched before but it seemed to excite me tremendously. Every time I pulled her towards me, as I buried my cock deep inside her wet cunt, I bent my head and took the other hard nipple between my lips. As I started nibbling it I felt her cunt tightening even more around my shuttling cock. I used the edge of my teeth to grip her nipple and pulled it as far out as it would stretch while she continued sucking on the other. She started moaning loud and feverishly as I sucked at least half her breast into my mouth and worried the teat with my teeth causing milk to spurt down my throat. She was shaking all over, gasping loudly as she clutched me. Her nails were scrapping my back as I felt her cunt muscles tighten like a vice around my cock, once, twice then again and again and each time she arched her body off the seat, forcing more of my cock inside her cunt. I must admit that I'd never had a woman who was more passionate. I kept my cock firmly wedged inside her cunt, throughout her climax. A loud groan signalled that the old man must have brought himself off, as he watched a luscious woman being brought to orgasm. 

I pulled my still-hard cock out and she stared at it with lust-filled eyes. She cupped her breasts and, leaning forward, squeezed them around my throbbing shaft and massaged it with their firm flesh. I placed both hands on top of her head, to steady myself, as I began to pump my hips back and forth slowly rubbing my cock deep into the channel; she'd formed with the fleshy cushions of the firm boobs. She cupped her breasts tighter around my cock while fingering her nipples, at the same time. A combination of her sex juices, sweat and mother’s milk lubricated the motion of my cock. She lowered her face and I felt the tip of her tongue flutter over the knob of my cock, at the end of each stroke. She didn't seem to mind that my cock was covered with the mixture of sex juices. Her mouth worked feverishly on my cock. She ran her tongue behind the rim of my cockhead before it slid down the shaft then back up and across the flushed tip. A drop of semen popped out, heavy and sluggish, and her tongue darted out to gather it. I saw it sparkle on the tip of her tongue before it retreated into her mouth and eagerly swallowed it. I pumped my hips faster sliding my rock hard cock up and down between her boobs so that my glans reached her mouth, each time.  She took the swollen knob in her mouth again and started sucking voraciously causing me to moan with ecstasy. I stopped moving as I felt the spunk begin to churn in my balls. Her hands slipped around my hips and clutched my buttocks, as her voracious mouth continued working on my cock. A finger located my anus and slipped inside. I've got to admit that I'd never before been sucked with such great expertise. She used her lips, tongue and even her teeth and was able to relax her throat muscles so that my rigid cock could travel deep into its depths until her nose was buried in my pubic hair. She did not gag or retch. With her sucking and finger in my bum she brought me to the brink of an orgasm, several times but, each time, she'd change rhythm or stop altogether so that the urgency would fade then she'd start again. She kept me quivering on the brink for ages and it was pure ecstasy and torture. I gasped loudly as she began exerting even greater pressure, with her lips, so that it felt as if she was sliding a very tight rubber band up and down the shaft and over the glans. One of her hands, leaving my backside, cupped my testicles and gently squeezed them. She began to move her head up and down much faster so that her lips slid along my shaft like a very tight rubber band. At the same time her middle finger was reaming my tight hole, in time with her lips. I was gasping for breath and happened to look up. 

The old man's face was beetroot red and large beads of sweat trickled down his cheeks and he was actually drooling!

I felt myself reeling with exquisite agony and my hands clutched he head as I tried to force her to suck me to completion. This time, when she felt me reaching crisis point, she increased her sucking. I felt my balls tighten and my spunk shoot up my shaft, with tremendous power. The thick liquid blasted out with great force, from the slit in my glans, against the back of her throat. I rocked back and forth, clutching her head to steady myself, as my spunk poured out into her mouth. Although there was a great amount of spunk she seemed to cope with it easily and swallowed the sticky juices as it continued to fill her mouth. She continued to suck, milking the final drops from my still turgid cock, before standing up and climbing on the seat. I saw her kissing the man and it took me a few seconds to realise that she was transferring my spunk from her mouth to his. I was shocked. She came back down and, kneeling, used her tongue to lick my cock then my balls clean. I felt my body begin to relax as my cock cooled and lost its rigidity. I looked at her flushed face as her tongue slipped out and gathered up the drops of sperm which were teetering on her lips. Her lovely breasts were swaying and bobbing, as she stood up and stretched. She had a magnificent body. She said that she needed to use the loo and sat down. With her legs wide open she started urinating, making sure I could see. It was madly sexy. When she finished she told me to lick her clean and I did as she asked. When she was satisfied she slipped into her clothes.

She told me that I'd better leave and I slipped into the men's and made myself presentable. When I walked back into the bar she was nowhere to be seen. On my table was a note saying that she would contact me soon.  

I should explain what was going on. My partner cooked the books and I ended up serving a short term in prison for fraud while he enjoyed ‘the fruits of his labour’ including my share. When I came out I vowed revenge and targeted his beautiful wife. I followed her and discovered that she was having a lesbian affair with her best friend. I managed to take some incriminating photos and send them to her and blackmailed her into meeting me. What I did not expect was that she would act in the manner I have just described. Talking of hoisting me by my own petard!

She phoned me three days later and arranged to meet me at the local airport. We took a short flight to the coast. The plane was almost empty and I joined the mile-high club. Since then I've fucked her in many public places including a very posh restaurant, a packed commuter train, in the back of a taxi at rush hour so that bike messengers and truck drivers could see and shout at us, upstairs of a double-decker bus, in the back of a cinema, in a box at the theatre, in a nightclub on a packed ferry, on a crowded beach and on the metro during rush hour.

Bottom But one of the most exciting adventures was when we got caught, by a courting couple, in the park. She was kneeling sucking me off behind a bandstand. The man took one look and, before I realised what he was doing, he'd lifted her short skirt up and rammed his cock into her, from the back. Since she never wears underwear there was nothing to impede his penetration. It was only later that I learnt that he took her the Greek way. She never stopped sucking me; actually she did it even more eagerly, as the man fucked her hard. His girlfriend plastered herself against me and kissed me passionately as I was brought to a huge climax.

It turned out that she hated her husband as much as I did and has been an eager accomplice in cuckolding him. After we’d run the gamut of dangerous situation she decided on the ultimate revenge. She stopped taking the Pill and, during her ovulation, we fucked like rabbits and I must have filled her with pints of spunk. It did the trick and she is now carrying twins. Her husband is ecstatic!