0 comments/ 9581 views/ 0 favorites Anonymous Encounter By: Phantym This is an honest-to-God true story, which happened to me earlier this year. Believe me or not, it's still something I think of verrrrrry fondly. Email me if you like it...I have lots of other experiences I would like to write about! * * * * * I hadn't planned on picking anyone up, but when I entered the dark room there she was, and my eyes found her immediately. After I saw her, I could look at nothing else. I sat at a booth in the corner, where I had a perfect view of her, sitting at the bar counter, facing the door and sipping a drink slowly as if waiting for someone. God, she was beautiful. In an exotic way. She wasn't your typical blonde bombshell or raven beauty, the kind that fill up places like these on the weekends, watching like hawks for Mr. Right, but the Mr. Right that has a long cock that can make them feel like a dirty whore. No, this girl was different. Pure, somehow. She looked to be around 22 or 23, her long dark hair flowing past her shoulders loose and unfettered. It was so smooth, and framed perfectly her oval face, those exotic slanted eyes deep and dark and expressive. Her mouth was red, but not overly painted. Her skin looked soft and was the color of caramel. I swallowed as my mouth went dry, imagining how she would taste. Her body was a work of art, with small but perfectly shaped breasts, pointed and firm. I could see a slight bulge where her nipples were, and imagined them dark and round on my tongue. Her white shirt was tight and form-fitting, and showed her flat belly about two inches above the top of her short black skirt. Her legs were long and lean, and her feet were nicely shaped with painted nails. She was wearing strappy black sandals. I ordered a beer and watched her. With one hand below the table, I softly ran my fingers along my hardening cock as I imagined tearing off her shirt and biting her soft nipples. It was so dark in the joint, I felt safe but excited as I unzipped my pants and reached into my boxers to stroke my cock. Adjusting myself, the tip of my cock sprang up and out of my pants as I pinched and stroked the head of it. The waitress brought my beer and with one hand I took a long draught of it and set it back down on the table. Underneath the table, my fingers continued stroking and pinching the head of my cock which was now straining to come all the way free. God, I wanted to bury it deep inside her pussy. I was staring openly at her, not caring if she saw me or not, when suddenly she looked straight at me. When our eyes met, my cock almost jumped and I looked away quickly, suddenly embarrassed. As soon as I looked back, I saw that her eyes were still on me. She licked her lips and sipped her drink again, looking at me over the rim of her glass. Never taking her eyes off me, she walked slowly towards me until she was sliding into the other side of the booth where I sat. My hand had pushed down my pants a little more and I was now slowly stroking the length of my cock, up and down. The tip of it was wet. "Hi," she said softly so I could barely hear her. Her voice was slightly breathy and girlish. I nodded at her and she smiled, never taking her eyes off me. "You want to fuck?" She said it so demurely that it surprised me, but I swallowed and nodded, then finally found my voice. "Are you a prostitute?" I asked because she was so forward. She smiled and shook her head. "No, I just want to fuck someone." I stuffed my cock back in my pants and pulled up the zipper as I said, "Well, let's go then." We both stood up as I threw some money down on the table and took her arm, leading her out of the joint. Her skin was incredibly soft and she smelled sweet. As soon as we were out of the bar, we looked at each other. "Where should we go?" I asked her. "You have a car around here?" She answered, looking up and down the street. I nodded and pulled her gently in the direction of my black Jeep Cherokee. I unlocked her door first and let her in, then got in myself on the other side. I was parked at a meter right on Sunset, and it was 2 o'clock in the afternoon. I looked at her and smiled. "You wanna go someplace or should I just find a private alley?" She looked at me without smiling, then looked away and muttered, "Just find anyplace." I started the car and drove two blocks to an alley. When I pulled in, it looked deserted enough, with apartments with shuttered windows and no one to be seen. Pulling over into the shade beside a closed warehouse, I turned off the car. I looked over at her and said, "Here we are." She looked at me, smiling seductively now, and pulled off her shirt without ceremony. She wasn't wearing a bra, and her breasts were perfect. Firm and perky, with large brown nipples that were now hardening in the cool air. She reached over and unzipped my pants and reached inside my boxers to touch my cock which was still half-hard. I quickly lifted my hips and pulled down my pants and boxers so my cock was the only thing she was touching. Instantly hard, it sat straight up as she began to stroke it with her hand. I lay my head back on the seat and closed my eyes, groaning softly. She knew just how to touch it. She swirled her fingers around on the purple head of my cock to wet them, then continued stroking the shaft up and down. Through half-lidded eyes, I reached over with my right hand and found her tits, bouncing back and forth as she moved her hand on me. Pinching a nipple, I heard her moan softly as she continued to work my cock. I touched her hair and pushed it behind her back as I cupped a breast in my hand and squeezed it over and over. Slouching down in the seat, she began to work my cock with both hands, lightly scratching my balls with her long fingernails. God, she was driving me crazy. My cock was wet with precum as she continued until I felt like I was going to burst. Wanting her mouth on me, I grabbed her hair and shoved her face down so her mouth was right by my cock. I was grunting now, close to cumming. "Suck my cock, slut," I grunted out loud. Without a word, she took my hard cock into her warm, soft mouth. It felt so good as she swirled her tongue around and over and around again, sucking hard on the bulbous head of my cock, then plunging down to swallow the whole length of my hard and twitching cock. She continued to lightly tickle and scratch my ball sack with her fingernails, and I was bucking my hips, fucking her mouth and throat. Suddenly my cock twitched and jerked as I plowed my load deep into her throat, moaning loudly. "Ohhhhhhh god, ohhhhhhhh god," I cried as the slut sucked my cum and squeezed my balls. As I lay back hard against the seat, I was breathing hard. My cock was almost sore, I had cum so hard. Her mouth was still on me, and she was swirling her tongue around and around my cock which was now half-hard. It felt nice, and I closed my eyes and let her continue licking me and tickling my balls. Usually I'm too sensitive for that once I cum, but this time something was different. Instead of getting sensitive and wanting her to get off me, I let her lick and scratch and was surprised to feel my cock getting hard again. That hadnt' happened to me for a while, so I just sat back and enjoyed it. God, this girl was hot, and she knew exactly how to suck my cock. Pretty soon it was a raging hardon again, and she had never stopped licking and sucking and tickling my balls. She lifted her head up and looked at me, her lips wet with saliva and precum, and smiled at me. She was so beautiful, and suddenly I wanted to fill her pussy. Pulling her up so she was looking at me, I said, "Take off your skirt and sit on my cock." She quickly shimmied out of her skirt and I wasn't surprised to see she wasn't wearing any panties. Her pussy was neatly trimmed, almost bald, with just a small patch of dark hair at the top. As she stroked my cock with one hand, I twiddled her pussy with my fingers and felt the wetness on my fingers. Slowly sticking two fingers deep inside her cunt, I finger fucked her as she looked at me, her eyes half shut. Her pussy was so soft and wet, and I was ready to feel it on my cock. Grabbing her tits, I told her to sit on my cock. She quickly obeyed, straddling me so the lips of her pussy were barely touching my cock, which was standing straight up. Pushing on her shoulders, I pushed her down hard as my cock impaled her tight wet pussy. I groaned out loud as her pussy stroked up and down on my hard cock. The slurping, sucking sound was turning me on even more as I pinched her nipples and enjoyed her ride on my cock. She was breathing hard and whimpering slightly as my cock stretched her tight muscles. Her breasts were bouncing up and down as she rode my cock. I felt a tingle in my balls and I knew they were about to explode so I pushed her down hard as I bucked my hips up as hard as I could, filling her deeper than ever with my pulsing cock. I shot a huge load deep, deep inside her pussy as I cried out, falling against her chest. It was the most mind-blowing cum I had ever had. She was moaning too, and I could feel the muscles of her pussy walls spasming as she climaxed. My cock stayed hard inside her for about two minutes, and we just sat there, hugging as the final drops of my cum filled her womb. Slowly, she pulled herself off of me, her pussy slurping as she disimpaled herself. My cock was slick with our juices and only half hard now, red and raw from the bumping and grinding. I felt lightheaded and spent as I sat back, breathing hard. She was still for a moment, then pulled on her skirt and shirt. I looked over at her with incredulity as she took my hand and kissed it, said "Thank you" and got out of the car quickly. She ran down the alleyway into the street beyond, turning a corner and going out of sight. I sat there for a few more minutes, wondering what the hell had just happened. Even though I went to that bar many times after that, I never saw her again. Anonymous Encounter Disclaimer: This story is written in an ideal sort of world where STD's don't exist. We live in the real world, so if you have sex, use protection. * It was a Saturday night and I'd been fortunate enough to score tickets to the only local concert date of The Rolling Stones. I like their music somewhat and I was looking forward to the first live concert I'd been to in months. As usual, the stadium was packed, and that was when you got inside. Campus parking was never good, and when there was a big event on, forget about it. I ended up parking almost half a mile away in a hospital parking ramp and by the time I reached the stadium and finished standing in line to get in, I was more than ready to have that first beer. I forced my way through the crowds, trying not to spill too much beer. I topped the ramp coming into the "seating" area and groaned at all the people thronging the place. It was general admission and it looked like I wasn't going to be anywhere near the stage. I thought that I probably should have expected it and arrived much sooner, like maybe the night before. I joined a stream of people making their way marginally closer to the stage. I could tell it would be impossible to get back out and have another beer, but maybe that was for the better. I would also have had difficulty getting out to go to the bathrooms so it was better to limit my intake. Somehow I found an area that wasn't quite as packed as the others and settled in to wait for the show. Settling in wasn't so much sitting down or anything, it was just getting as comfortable as possible standing up. I sipped my beer, but it was gone far too soon, and I dropped the cup underfoot with all the others just as another group began to work into my the immediate area. They were a kind of semi-biker group, with lots of leather but not all the facial hair. There was one member of the group that I noticed immediately because she settled in directly in front of me. At first I was annoyed because she was slightly taller than me and nearly blocked my view of the stage. Then I started to check her out and I altered my opinion. As I said, she was maybe an inch taller than my 5'10", and a lot of that was leg. Of course I couldn't see much with her directly in front of me, inches away. But she had a short leather skirt on, and there was plenty of bare leg coming out of it. The back of her leather jacket was unadorned so I figured she probably wasn't with a biker gang. Long sable hair cascaded over her collar to the middle of her back and I was so close I could smell the freshness of her perfume, with a slight hint of beer over it. I'd glimpsed her face as she'd worked into position; dark eyes, her nose a little large but it worked for her. And full lips with a dark red, almost maroon lipstick. The one ear I'd seen under her hair was pierced in at least five places. I made sure there weren't any possible companions watching and checked out her ass. It was gorgeous, rounded and firm under the leather, two delectable globes. So I was beginning to feel that it wasn't bad to be stuck behind this amazon goddess. I felt kind of shabby next to her leather ensemble, in my sweatshirt and sweatpants and scuffed tennis shoes. I'm sure I looked every inch the sloppy college bachelor. In addition, after my appraisal of the woman's "assets" the front of my sweatpants was tented slightly. I wasn't hard, but my penis had definitely roused himself and was thicker than normal. I was interrupted from my thoughts by the beginning of the concert. The crowd began to go nuts as soon as the lights dropped, and as the lasers kicked in and the first music began to swell, there was a general push towards the stage. I found myself pressed firmly against the ass I'd just been admiring, and the people behind were still pushing. The woman didn't seem to have a problem with it and even though we were packed tightly before the song was halfway through, she began to bounce and sway with the music. The firm cheeks of her ass slid up and down against my cock and I was erect in no time. I thought at first that she hadn't noticed my shaft pressing against her. Then she craned her neck and looked me straight in the eye. There was a small sort of half-smile on her full lips and she looked into me for a moment before turning around again, still dancing. As the concert progressed she really began to work her butt against me and the leather gradually worked up until the hem was at her waist in back. We were packed in so tightly I couldn't even look down and enjoy the sight of her exposed ass, but I was pretty sure she wasn't wearing underwear. Then I jumped slightly as I felt a hand on my sweatpants. I'd been looking down trying to catch a glimpse, and I looked up to find her looking at me again. I couldn't tell for sure, but I believe it was her hand that pulled down the front of my pants and deftly flipped my cock out through the fly of my boxers. She went up on her toes during one part of the dance and the hand pulled my erection down. I felt her smooth thighs close on either side of my aching shaft, then something hot and wet nuzzled the tip of my cock. She came down off her toes and a couple inches of my cock pushed up into the clasp of her pussy. My groan couldn't be heard over the music and I watched her eyes close as she quickly licked her lips. Then she turned back to the front and bent down slightly. I pressed hard into the people behind me, but the movement tilted her pussy back and another inch or two of my penis entered her. The rhythmic swaying of the crowd pushed us back and forth and my cock slid in and out in a natural fucking motion. It was so erotic to be fucking her in the middle of that crowd, and my arms were almost pinned to my sides by the press. The pleasure was building, expanding out from the tightly held head of my cock and I wanted to tell her that I was going to cumm, but she wouldn't have been able to hear me. Instead I thrust hard into her and bit my lip as my cock started to pulse and twitch and spurt a huge load of jism into her. I don't know if she felt my cock pulsing or the squirt of warm fluid inside her, but she held still against me as much as she could until my orgasm began to subside. Then she started to move again, fucking herself on my spent cock. I managed to stay somewhat hard and as Keith Richards launched into a wild guitar solo, she held herself tightly against me again and I felt her cunt flutter around my super-sensitive cock; once, twice, three, four, five times. Her legs quivered and we might have fallen down but we were held too tightly in the crowd. Somehow she got a hand between her legs and I felt her touching me where I entered her, smearing our juices. Then she tilted her hips up again and I slipped out of her, undoubtedly smearing her thighs with our mingled cumm. As I felt her working the skirt down again, she twisted to look at me and gave me a full smile, then kissed at me. She turned back to the concert and began to dance again, as if she hadn't just been fucked. During the remainder of the concert I managed to work my cock back into my pants. As the last encore died out and the stage went dark I prepared to ask my lover what her name was and ask if she wanted to come back to my place. Instead the crowd began to swirl towards the exits in a frantic and insane bid to leave quickly. I was pressed between two men and carried away from my leather goddess and quickly lost sight of her. I struggled through the crowd, earning myself some curses, glares and a kick in the shin. She was nowhere to be found. I trudged the half-mile back to my car, my heart heavy at missing my chance to know this incredibly sexual woman. I had to look on the bright side, though. I had had an amazing fuck in a fully public place with a very erotic woman. That didn't happen every day, much as I might wish it did. I picked up my feet and smiled, knowing I'd have a great memory to masturbate with on lonely nights. I left the stairs at the right level and began walking to my car and way down almost at the end of the row I saw a woman with dark flowing hair unlocking her car door. "Hey! Hello!" I called and my goddess turned and looked at me. She smiled as our eyes met, and watched indulgently as I dashed down the row to her car. "Wow, I'm glad I found you, that was incredible!" I enthused like a high school virgin. She smiled brilliantly again, "I enjoyed it too. I'm glad we were able to do it." "We could do more. I mean, if you'd like to. . . I mean. . . would you like to get a cup of coffee?" Her smile widened at my fumbling. "Yes, I would. Where did you have in mind?" I swallowed hard. This was great! "Um, how about back at my place?" "Okay." Now I was grinning like an idiot, "great! Uh, my name is Jake," I said, holding out my hand. She shook, then stepped into me and put her arms over my shoulders. I hugged her waist and we kissed deeply, our tongues playing as they hadn't been able to during the concert. Her lips and tongue were so warm, almost hot and she tasted of beer and something elusively spicy. As we finished we both caught our breath, then she spoke. "Pleased to meet you, hope you guessed my name. . . " -- Ende -- Anonymous Encounter I noticed you immediately as you walked confidently into the bar. Mine wasn't the only head that turned to admire how wonderfully sexy you looked in a tight denim miniskirt and a slinky black sequined top that clung to your full breasts. I could only imagine what kind of exquisite bra must be caressing your beautiful mounds. I knew it had to be a daring one because I could tell you had dressed yourself tonight to attract these kinds of admiring looks . . . and perhaps more. I didn't have to imagine about your panties. You were clearly not wearing any, because even the tiniest thong would have betrayed a line of some kind beneath the tight denim. I wondered if you were already a bit damp just from the looks you were receiving from me and the other patrons of the club, both men and women. I was certain that you were, because it was clear that you received great pleasure from putting yourself on display. You looked briefly around the crowded room, then moved toward the empty stool next to mine at the bar. There were a few other spots available, but I hoped you chose that particular stool because you wondered where things might go later in the evening. That's what I was wondering, too. As you lifted yourself gracefully onto the stool, I watched as you crossed your legs, causing your skirt to ride well up and reveal the soft, smooth skin of your upper thighs. You smiled at me, knowing I was watching, and I smiled back, knowing you enjoyed it immensely. We shared a drink and then another and the talk was easy between us. You even confirmed my suspicion about your panties when you slowly uncrossed, then crossed your legs once again. I made no pretense of being discreet and looked directly between your legs. I knew by this point that you wanted me to see you just as much as I wanted it. As we talked, I leaned closer and began to tease with light little touches to your arm, your neck, then finally your cheek. I moved my face close to yours and whispered softly as I brushed your dark brown hair away from your face. But you didn't wait for me to make the next move. Suddenly, your lips were against mine, soft and moist and urgent. You pressed your tongue between my lips and explored my mouth, as you moved your hand along the inside of my thigh. Our tongues began to dance and I felt your warm breath in my mouth. I knew then that we were going to go way beyond kissing. But before I could suggest that we go somewhere more comfortable, you took me by the hand and we both slid down from our barstools. I walked slightly behind, holding your hand and admiring the way the tight denim caressed your round bottom, the way your long hair cascaded down past your shoulders. Before I knew it we had exited the bar and you were leading me into a nearby alleyway. Naturally, I followed very willingly. In just a few moments, we had retreated into the far corner, where the darkness hid us from passersby on the nearby sidewalk. Just as we stopped, I pulled my hand from your grasp and placed one hand on each shoulder and began to rub and massage sensuously. I heard you sigh and felt your body relax as your head fell backward. I moved close behind and felt your warmth as I molded myself to you. My warm breath caressed your neck and I pressed the first stirrings of my erection against your bottom. I kissed your neck, then your ear lightly and nibbled on your ear lobe as I continued gently massaging your shoulders. Occasionally, I'd allow my hands to drift down your arms, tickling lightly as I went, then it was back up to your shoulders. With each trip, my hands circled just a little closer toward the front until I barely brushed the outsides of your breasts. I moved slowly, reading your body language, listening to your soft moans and sighs, always ready to take you to that next level of arousal without pushing too far, too fast. Then my lips were on your cheek, and as you turned your head a little, I found your mouth again and we picked up where we had left off in the bar—with our tongues dueling sensuously. My erect cock settled in between the cheeks of your bottom and I could hear your breath quicken. I could only imagine what must be happening between your legs, and I intended to find out. But slowly . . . very slowly. We kissed like that for a very long time as our desire continued to build. I think I may have surprised you a little when I finally slid my hands underneath your arms and reached around to cup both your breasts. Needless to say, your nipples were hard as rocks by then, and I pinched each one a little bit through your top and bra, even as I continued to massage your full globes in my palms. "My god," I whispered, my mouth very close to your ear, "Your breasts are absolutely wonderful." I hoped you could tell by the way I caressed them that I really loved them! I slid my hands down the front of your sequined top, then back underneath until they were caressing you through the lacy fabric of your sexy bra. It felt like a demi-cup because your nipples were barely covered. I thrust my tongue deep inside your mouth and deftly raised the bra over your breasts until I could hold those soft round globes in my warm hands. I lifted them gently with my palms and lightly caressed the sensitive undersides. I heard you let out a long sigh as you extended your arms to brace yourself against the cool brick wall. I recognized it as a sign of complete surrender. I slid one hand from your breast and let it drift downward to the hem of your skirt, then underneath the denim. The smooth skin covering your mound was incredibly hot and your tender lips were simply dripping the arousal that had been building ever since you sat next to me in the bar. I rolled your nipple between my thumb and finger and slipped two fingers of my other hand just inside your wet lips, moving them up and down, slowly and dragging your nectar upward to moisten your swollen clit. I slid one finger on either side of your tender little pearl, moving them up and then back down to provide that indirect stimulation that allows the arousal to just keep building and building. And build it did, as I continued the caresses, the pinches, the stroking of the most sensitive parts of your body. Your legs seemed to buckle a bit from the arousal, and I held you up with one hand as the other lifted the back of your skirt to expose your bare ass. It was a beautifully erotic scene with you leaning up against a brick wall in that dark alley, your breasts released from your bra and your denim skirt bunched around your waist. It was so lewd and wanton, the only thing that could have made it better would have been someone there to watch us. Never removing my hand from between your legs, I reached down with the other and unfastened my belt and my trousers with one smooth motion. Next came my boxers and soon it was skin on skin, as I slid my rigid cock urgently between your thighs until the swollen head parked itself just a moment at your waiting entrance. I could tell you were well past teasing and playing as you pressed your hips backward to draw me inside. Your arousal was so complete that your wet folds just swallowed me up and molded around me. The contrast between your inner heat and the cool night air was amazing. I felt your muscles tensed around me, drawing me deeper inside your wonderfully tight tunnel. I pulled myself tight to you and began thrusting slowly and deliberately, pulling almost all the way out, then sliding deep inside until my pubic hair tickled the sensitive skin of your ass. Over and over I moved, in and out, in and out, building the speed just a little bit with each thrust. I moved one hand back to your breast and began pinching your nipple again firmly. The other hand slid once again over your mound and to locate your swollen clit. But I was too late. You had already moved one hand down there as you used the other to brace yourself against the wall. I rested my hand lightly over yours and felt you furiously rubbing your clit, even as I continued my slow deep thrusts. Your breath was coming faster at that point, and so was mine, as we both climbed closer and closer to the peak. The harder I pumped, the harder you thrust your hips backward to meet me, to urge me on. Suddenly, I heard you cry out and at almost the same time felt your pussy spasm and grip my cock tightly. I was able to make one final deep thrust to bury myself inside as one, then two, then three spurts of hot semen painted the inside of your throbbing tunnel. Your pussy continued to milk me for what felt like several minutes until I had nothing left. But I could tell one orgasm was not nearly enough for you, so I turned you around and shoved your back against the brick wall. I dropped to my knees and thrust my mouth to your dripping sex and began to lap and lick at your puffy lips and taste the mixture of our juices as the hot creamy liquid flowed from you. Your hands went to the back of my head and pulled me tighter, urging me on, demanding more. My tongue found your swollen clit and I took it firmly between my lips and began to suck. You cried out at this intense sensation and your head rolled side to side against the wall. One leg draped over my shoulder to open yourself wider to my attention and I shoved two fingers deep into your wet sex and curled them to find your G spot. I heard you cry out again as the next orgasm overtook you. I continued to press and massage your spot and suckle on your clit until you finally shoved me away, unable to take the intensity of the sensations any longer. Given our surroundings, we didn't have long to savor the afterglow of this incredible experience. But I did give you one last deep kiss to allow you the delicious taste of your own nectar, mixed with my cum, which I had so enjoyed sampling only moments before. We straightened our rumpled clothing before we made our way back our respective cars in the parking lot of the club. I opened your door and leaned in to kiss you one more time before you started your car and drove slowly away. I knew we'd probably never see each other again. And I also knew that I would probably never have another experience quite like this one. But there was one thing I didn't know . . . your name. Anonymous Encounter A beautiful girl was staring and smiling at me from across the room. Her smile, drawing me in, makes me smile back at her. A second later she's by my side. "Hi. What's your name?" "Does it matter?" "No, I guess not." She smiles at me again. Damn, this girl is hot and it's not just her body, it's everything about her. "Do you live near by?" "Yes. Do you want to go home with me?" "Yes." That's all it took for me to grab her hand and practically drag her out of the store we were in to my car. I let her walk in front of me, to observe her movements. I'm not really paying attention to anything other than that and almost get hit by a coming car. I hear her laughing, but I knew it wasn't for the fact I almost got hit, but for the fact I was watching HER. We get to my car, get in, and I drive to my house. I had a hard time driving, there's just something about this girl I want. "Mind if I smoke?" "Not at all." "Do you smoke, as well?" "Yes." She pulls out her cigarette pack and lighter, grabbing one, putting into her mouth, and lights it. I'm at a stop light, so I get to watch this. What is it about this girl? Light turns green and I drive as fast as possible. She's laughing. "I don't normally come up to people in stores and want to go home with them. There's just something about you." "Really? I've been thinking the same thing." "Really? Cool!" Pulling into my drive, putting it into park before turning it off. I sit there and watch her finish her smoke, which somehow fascinates me even more, the way she inhales and exhales. Holy hell! My magick is flowing within me now, which is so weird. She's finished, so we get out of my car, and walk up my steps to my house. Unlocking the door, I hold it open for her. She walks hesitantly into it. "Well, this is my home. Make yourself at home." She is now nervous and smiles shyly at me. Oh boy! She's shy. "My kitchen is to the left and my bathroom is down the hall to the right." "Thank you." "Oh, bedroom is straight down the hall." "Thank you." "You're welcome." I watch her roam around my house while I put my keys on the table by the door. I make my way to my bedroom, turning around, I continue watching her go from room to room and back again before heading my way. Oh, I like this girl. Shyly she walks in, timid like, which is quite cute. I make her gasp when I grab her arms, bringing her to me before crushing my mouth down onto hers. Softening the kiss, I make it gentle and she returns the kiss. I hear her purr, which sends tingles down my spine. Damn, this girl is mine! Breaking off the kiss, I rip her shirt and bra off her body before caressing her nice breasts and leaning down to flick my tongue over one than the other. She arches her back, moaning. I bite her nipple hard before pushing her away from me, she's breathless. I remove her pants and panties slowly, reaching my hand down to rub her clit, she thrusts her body to my body as close as she can get, and I don't disappoint her, I rub harder, faster. She's screaming her pleasure right as I slip my finger into her wet, hot, shaved, and tight pussy. Using my other arm, I hold her close so she won't fall while I thrust as fast and hard as I can, her body fucking my fingers in return. Faster, harder, deeper, mashing my palm onto her clit, she screams as she shudders. Her juices are all over my hand. As I'm licking my fingers, "Mmm, good girl." I pick her up and walk her to the bed, gently laying her down. Her legs are up and spread slightly. I crawl onto the bed, licking her thighs, up her hips, her tummy, breasts, neck, and kissing her lips softly before making my way down once again. Stopping at her pussy, I flick my tongue across her clit, which causes her body to twitch, so I continue flicking my tongue across her clit- over and over again, she always twitches. Shoving my fingers back into her pussy, she whimpers. I thrust them in and out of her, slowly which causes her to beg to be fucked properly, so I oblige her and fuck her fast, faster, fast, faster, hard, harder, harder, faster, deeper. She's groaning, crying, screaming, whimpering, moaning and it's turning me on even more. I never stop my attentions and my work paid off, she cums even harder the second time. Removing my fingers so I can get off the bed to remove my clothes. After they are completely removed, I go to my toy box which has a strap-on, after putting it on, I go back to her, climbing back, and thrusting it into her. She moans loudly, driving me on. I pump her fast and hard, she wraps her legs around my body and I just pound her as fast and hard as I can, leaning down I kiss her. Such delicious lips. I keep kissing her as I fuck her. The kisses holding her screams and moans in. Rolling over in a sudden movement, so she's on top, I grab her hips, grinding up into her, trying to get her to fuck me back, which she does quite quickly! I lay there, fucking up, watching her breasts bounce and her body move. She's loving this and so am I. She grinds down hard, rubbing her clit against my body and the belt, she cums again and collapses onto me. I roll her off, kiss her cheek, and move off the bed as quietly as I can. Taking the strap-on off, putting it back where it belongs, turning around, I look up and smile. "Get it?" "Yes." "Perfect. We'll let her sleep it off before taking her back to her car." "Okay." ...The End... Anonymous Encounter at the Buffet Kris had gotten hungry while he was out, and being a little indecisive about food, he decided the best thing to do would be to hit the buffet and just have a bit of what he liked the look of, and make life easier for himself. He didn't really like going to the buffet alone. It made him feel alone, especially as whenever he went on his own, he seemed to be the only person there without company of one sort or another. But, as he needed to eat, he always pushed this to the side and just got on with it. He walked through the door to the buffet restaurant and was greeted by one of the members of floor staff. He was asked if he wanted to be seated and to order a drink, but Kris said that he would rather just go get his food straight away and then he could order a drink when he was sat down. He was so hungry right now that he couldn't just wait for someone to come and see what he wanted to drink before going to go get food. Kris walked and grabbed a plate from the stack at the start of the buffet trolleys and started to make his way around, picking up a scoop full of whatever he fancied. Half way round, something caught his attention out of the corner of his eye. He turned to see what it was. Just leaving the end of the trolleys was a huge woman. He could only see her from the back, so he had no idea what she really looked like, or how big she actually was. He could see the size of her ass though, and it was gigantic. He'd never seen one as big in real life. He had seen many that could be about as big in the porn clips he watched. There wasn't a great deal left to the imagination, as the woman was wearing leggings that clung to her almost like it was second skin. Each cheek, both in width and depth, looked like it would dwarf Kris' chest. Her thighs each looked like they were at least as thick as his waist. The leggings were so tight that it was fairly easy to see where the folds were on her thighs. There looked to be some a few inches down from the top of her thighs, and then it was plain to see that she had fat folds over her knees too. Her calves were so fat that they were folding over her ankles too. Managing to look up, Kris started to see that this woman was wearing what looked like the largest male t shirt she could find, and even then she had struggled into it, and it only just fit. It was managing to just cover the top of the womans leggings, and it was plain to see where her fat was bulging around her bra. It looked like she had to cut the arms to get it on too. Her biceps looked like they were the size of thighs. They bulged and there was a massive difference where her elbow would be. Kris imagined what they would look like if the woman were to just hold her arm out, imagining them swaying with every movement the woman made. Being glad that it was midweek and not too busy, Kris was mesmerized by this woman. He watched her waddle off to her seat for a while. Her legs seemed to roll around one another, and her ass shook like a tidal wave with each step. He snapped to, and realized that he was starting to get hard. He decided it might be best to rush around and get sat down before he grew a massive bulge for everyone to see. He finished filling his plate and went to sit down. A waiter came over and asked him what he wanted to drink, to which he decided on a coke with no ice. When the waiter left, he very quickly stuck his hand into his jeans and readjusted himself, moving his hard cock so it was as close to the waistband of the jeans as possible. Then if he was still aroused when he next got up, at least the visibility would be kept as discreet as possible. Half way through his plate, he saw someone walking to the trolleys. It was hard to mistake who it was. It was the woman who he had seen earlier. Surprised and aroused at how quickly she had finished her plate, he watched her get closer. He tried to watch her without her noticing, pretending to be staring past her rather than at her. He couldn't believe what he could see. From the front, he could tell that she was definitely the biggest woman he had ever seen in his life. Her belly was half way down her thighs, and that was only because the leggings held it there. The folds of fat that he saw on her thighs from the back were visible at the front too. Where her shirt just covered at the back, didn't at the front. With every step she made, her top pulled up and her belly pulled the leggings down a touch, revealing bare skin. It was almost as if her belly was winking at him, trying to get his attention and tell him something. Looking up, he saw the biggest pair of tits he had ever seen. The woman had cut the neck out of the top too, and her bra looked at least two sizes too small. Because of this, her breasts were spilling out of the top, where the bra had pushed the cleavage up so much that it was bulging and clearly showing how ill fitting the bra was. Few women could boast such a rack, not even porn stars who had implants. It looked like if one were dropped on Kris's face while he lay down, it would envelop his head entirely. Kris felt his dick get even harder now, and was so glad he was sat down. He felt the need to go and blow his load as soon as possible, but thought it would probably be better to wait till he got back home. Finally he looked up to try and see what she looked like fully. He wanted to see this woman's face. He had to try and do this with as much of a glance as possible. His heart was pounding like crazy, and his hands were shaking. Trying not to get caught as she walked closer, tits bouncing with every step, belly swaying with every waddle this woman made, he looked up. She had a double chin that was so big it looked like she had no neck at all and her chins went straight down into her chest. She had huge plump round lips, that were so big that if she wasn't the size she was one would have thought that she had them surgically enhanced. They were a bright red colour, one that would be more expected of a slut or hooker to wear. Her face was caked in orange foundation and powder, with blusher on her cheeks. Her eyes were heavily shadowed, and she clearly had fake eyelashes which were daubed with mascara. Kris felt a massive surge in his jeans. He loved women who wore heavy makeup, and it turned him on like crazy. He couldn't believe he was seeing the biggest woman he has ever laid eyes on, and she was wearing perfect makeup too. At that moment he realized that she was looking directly at him as she came past him. Kris's heart jumped into his throat as soon as he saw that her eyes were looking into his. She just gave a knowing smile and winked at him. Kris looked away, panicked and feeling stupid. He presumed that she was just toying with him. Women of that size didn't come onto men, or at least in Kris's experience they didn't. Not even smaller women did so. Kris made a deep sigh, and just thought that he would have to try and make himself less obvious, and perhaps even move somewhere else when he went to get more food. He kept watching the woman waddle around the trolleys, but kept averting his eyes, trying not to tease himself. He felt stupid, now that he had been caught eyeing up this woman, and presumed that she thought that he was actually staring at her because he was shocked by her rather than wildly aroused by her. He just put his head down and ate his food. Blanking everything out around him, the next thing he knew, he felt a presence next to him. He looked up, and it was the woman, who was putting her plate down in the place next to him on his table. She grabbed a chair from the other side of the table and told Kris to move over a little. Pulling the chair out from under the table, she put the one from the other side next to it and sat down. She was so big that she could sit on two chairs and spread right across both of them. Her arse flattened out so much that it even spilled off the edges. "So, I saw you looking at me as I walked past you. Hope you don't mind me sitting next to you." "Sorry about that. Sure, please feel free to." Kris replied timidly, with a little bit of a shaky voice. "I don't have to if you're embarrassed to be seen with me." "No, no. It's not that. It's, just, I like big women, and I think you look really hot, but I feel stupid for staring at you and you noticing me doing so. I'm sorry, I didn't want you to feel like I was looking at you or anything." "If I minded, I wouldn't be sitting next to you right now, sexy." With that, the woman slid her hand onto Kris's leg and started to rub down the inside of his thigh. Kris gasped, feeling her flesh press against his side and her hand work up his thigh as close to his crotch as it could do. The woman took her fork in her other hand and started to eat. "You can touch me too, I don't mind at all.", she grabbed his hand with hers and put it onto her thigh, pushing it onto her top fold. She put her hand back and squeezed his thigh. Kris started to grope the fold, squeezing it in his hand and following the fold round. "You like that? I have other places that are squishy, and fold over too. Maybe you want to feel them". Her hand moved up more as she ate, and she started to rub Kris's crotch. Kris whimpered, and tried not to be too audible. The woman started to finger his zip, slowly pulling it down and sliding her hand in. "Oh, you are excited. Did I do this? Maybe I should do more." She started massaging the tip of Kris's cock. Kris squeezed her fold hard, and she moaned. "I love my fat being fondled and groped. It turns me on. You should do more of that, I like it. I want to feel your hands all over my body". "M-m-m-m-my name is..." "Don't tell me. I don't want to know your name. I love not knowing. It turns me on if I feel I am fucking a complete stranger. Especially when I know I turn him on so much." "But how are you going to fuck me? Where?" "Oh, I have done this before. I can spot a man who craves a real woman, and I take advantage of a man like that. Eat your food up and then go to the toilet. I will go first, because I have a bigger appetite, and clearly can eat faster than you." Silently groping one another, they ate the rest of their food. Kris kept glancing at the woman next to her. She was shorter than him, but when they sat next to each other, her huge arse was so big that it bolstered her up higher than him. He was surprised she could reach the table over those massive tits and that huge belly. He rubbed his hand all over her massive thigh, pushing his fingers into her folds, squeezing them, trying to get an idea of how big they were. The woman finished her plate, and pushed back on the chairs. She shuffled herself out and stood up. "Be quick, big guy. I'll be waiting for you over there." She waddled off. Kris did his zip up while watching the woman's arse sway and jiggle. He adjusted himself again, and ate as quickly as he could. Wondering what would happen next, he dashed to the toilet, heart racing and mind wondering what would come next. There stood the woman, by the disabled toilet door. "So, this is the least likely place to get caught here. Trust me, I've fucked in here many times before. I even blew three of the staff off in here because I couldn't pay the bill. But between you and me, I just enjoy being a slut and pretended I couldn't pay so I could do that. So, want to join me in here?" She opened the door and walked in, and Kris followed her. She turned around and watched the door close. As soon as it closed, she pressed Kris up against it, fumbling for the lock. She locked the door and grabbed Kris's head, pulling his mouth to hers. She pulled his top off and over his head. Kris instantly started grabbing at the woman's massive belly. He grabbed two huge handfuls of it and started groping. She moaned through the kiss and moved her hands down to his jeans. She pulled the button undone, and slid the zip down. Instantly his cock sprang out. She grabbed it with her hand and slowly rubbed it. Their tongues swirled around as they kissed passionately. Kris bent down and slid his hands into the woman's underwear. He scooped up her belly with his hands and pulled it out. She helped him by pulling the waist of her leggings and underwear down so he could heave the weight over the top. Her belly sprang free, and he dropped it down. Where it came to halfway down her thighs before, now it was free it hung past her knees. He looked down in amazement. It was a strong white contrast compared to the thick orange makeup of the woman's face. He looked at her belly button, which seemed to be wide, and cavernous. He wondered how deep it was. Reaching down again, he lifted up her belly and jiggled it. He wanted to see how high he could get it. The woman started to rub his cock against herself, and Kris moaned loud as she did so. Her fat felt so good as she rubbed him up and down. He kept lifting, and eventually the tip of his cock slipped into her navel. With her spare hand, the woman reached around and pushed on his waist, forcing him all the way into her belly hole. All seven inches of his cock entered her deep button. Kris moaned out loud. The woman moved her other hand to his waist and started to rhythmically press him into her. "Oh good, fuck! That feels so incredible." Fuck my massive belly you manslut. You love my belly, you love how it feels around your cock." "God yes. It feels so deep and fat." Before it all got carried away, the woman pushed Kris away from her. Her belly came free and fell down to past her knees again. She guided Kris over to the toilet seat and told him to sit down. She pulled her top off and pressed her belly into his face. Kris picked it up and started to press it around him. He lifted it up and found her button again. He worked his tongue into it, licking it and worshiping it. Suddenly he felt something hit his head, and then come to rest either side of it. Kris pulled away to see what it was. The woman had taken her bra off, and her gigantic breasts had fallen down onto him. They hung down pretty much to her waist. Her nipples were as close to burgundy as they could possibly could get, and were about the same size as the plates they had just been eating off. Her bra padding had clearly done a good job of hiding her nipples, because they were the size of the largest strawberries Kris had ever seen. He contemplated trying to get both of them in his mouth at once, but he knew this was not going to be possible. Taking all this in made his cock throb so hard, it ached. He groped both tits at once, struggling with their size. He lifted them and smashed them together. Realizing that he would need both hands for one breast, Kris picked up one between two hands and pressed his face into the woman's nipple. Her areola pretty much covered his face. Kris took her nipple into his mouth, and he heard her open her mouth and groan out as he did so. He sucked, licked and nibbled it, which made her moan and pant. Kris decided to try and hold the gargantuan tit with one hand, and then worked his free hand through the fold of the woman's belly, and between her fat thighs. He eventually got to the woman's cunt, which had a overhanging pubic skin area, like a smaller version of her humongous belly. He had a grope of it, and was surprised how smooth it was. He expected it at least have hair on it, but it seemed this woman somehow kept herself smooth too. He worked his hand past and made it to her fat lips. He squeezed his hand into them, and they covered it entirely. He could tell that she was drenched completely, due to the amount that she was turned on. A loud moan came from the woman's mouth as he hit her clit. She panted and groaned, struggling to stop her thighs from shaking as he rubbed her. "Fuck, you are so good there. God, I am going to need you in me soon if you are going to do that." All this made Kris do is work her clit harder. "Oh, god, yes. No, stop. Please!" Kris slid his hand out and pulled his face away from the woman's breast. With all that, her flesh hung where it naturally fell. Kris admired what he saw. Looking up at the woman, she looked at him "I need your cock so bad. I'm aching. I need you to fuck me". Kris grabbed the woman's remaining clothes and pulled them down to the floor. She kicked off her shoes and pulled her legs out of them. Kris couldn't believe it. She was totally naked in front of him. She was entirely pale, apart for her face, which was coloured by her makeup. She waddled over to the sink, her arse swaying with even less control now it was free. Her thighs flopped around each other, the fold bouncing around as they slid past one another. The woman bent over, and looked at Kris by the reflection in the mirror. "I'm too fat to be taken in my pussy like this. You're going to have to fuck my fat ass and fill it with your cum. But you're going to have to lube it up first, and I don't have any on me. So why don't you be good, kneel down, spread my gorgeous cheeks and stick your tongue in me?" With that Kris moved to her in a shot. He groped her ass, which made the woman moan out. He spread her cheeks and pressed his face into them. His tongue sought out her hole, and when he hit it, she gave out a little cry of joy. "Ah, fuck, yes. That's it, lick my ass. Lick it out. Lube me ready for your cock." Kris swirled his tongue around, and slid it in deep. He could hear the woman moaning out, enjoying his hole teasing. She started to gyrate on his mouth, whimpering as she did so "I can't take this any longer. Just fuck me. Take that slut cock of your and fuck my fat whore ass. Fill it with your cum, make me cum on your hard prick. Fuck me you male tart!" Kris didn't need telling twice. He stood up and positioned himself. He placed his cock right on the womans ass ring. Just before he pushed it into her, he looked into the mirror and caught her looking at him in it. He looked at the makeup job she had done, and it drove him to the point where he could no longer resist. With one push, he entered her. He saw her screw up her eyes and open her mouth. She groaned out loud, not caring anymore if anyone heard her. Kris slid himself in and out slowly. Looking down at the woman's arse cheeks. They never left his pelvic area, no matter how far back he pulled. He was enjoying how far they stuck out from where he was. Each cheek must have been at least fourteen inches wide. "Oh, ah ah hah, fuck, ah, speed up. God, please speed up, I need you to slam me. Fuck me. Fuck me you slut." Kris speeded up, feeling his cock throb hard. He didn't know how long he could hold out for. The woman's arse was rippling like crazy. Each thrust sent a wave of fat forward, and made the woman moan, to an almost screaming level. Her belly was swaying back and forth, and her tits were swinging and bouncing around. The woman's face was still forward, and he could see it in the mirror. Her eyes were still shut, and mouth still wide open. "God fuck, screw me hard. Fill my fat ass. Oh god, I'm getting close." Kris picked up speed, fucked harder and faster. He could feel the tension build, and he knew that he was about to cum. He just got faster and faster. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh, yes, I'm going to, I can feel you, oh fuck fill me, I can feel your cum, Fuck fuck yes fuck, I'm cumming too, Oh god fuck yes, ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh." As Kris lost control and came into the womans massive ass, creating a tsunami of fat ripples, the woman came too. Her legs shook and she slowly slid onto the floor. She rolled so she was sat down, panting and groping her gigantic breast. "I don't know about you, but I found that amazing. Maybe we should swap numbers so we can do something like this again. Maybe some other adventure, where I can meet you and use you and your fat loving skills, you sexy male whore."