Source: Through Adult Industry News
By: Eve Rhony
Eve Rhony’s posting 29 June 2011
That Wednesday Ruth spent in a sexual whirl. Preparing for her date involved a lot of masturbation. Each wank became progressively more intense as the afternoon wore on and by the time Ruth left for her “soul-mate” rendezvous she was steaming.
Sitting on the tube, Ruth knew she’d chosen her outfit well by the approving looks she was given. The denim mini and high-heeled boots were just tarty enough. The fitted black linen shirt added a hint of class and the peek of shocking pink bra, visible down her shirt front, was blatantly sexual. The black knee length mac hooked over her shoulder bag, would offer protection from unwanted attention later.
Ruth had chosen a pub opposite a cafe where she could sit and watch Dave’s arrival. During the “how will I recognize you?” conversation he’d mentioned he had a beard and curly black hair, he also described himself as “cuddly”. None of these features appealed to her particularly, but he’d made her laugh and sounded relaxed and confident – he was worth a look. Ruth sipped her coffee and rolled a cigarette, barely taking her eyes from the pub door opposite. There he was! Ruth was sure of it. Across the road stood a guy with a mop of untidy dark hair and a close cut beard. He was bear-like rather than fat. He looked up at the pub name and pushed open the door.
That was definitely him. Ruth felt a tingle in her pussy and remembered how she’d cut open the crotch of her tights that afternoon in the anticipation of some under-table fingering. Her knickers were in her bag, for the journey home.
Ruth finished her coffee, giving him time to get served and seated. She wanted him to get a good eyeful when she entered. All Dave knew was that she was blonde, average build and in her late thirties. She liked the idea of him seeing her; wishing “that woman in the mini” was his date and then realizing his luck when she turned out to be exactly that!
She pushed the door and entered the scene. The pub wasn’t crowded. A randy fumble would be tricky. Ruth glimpsed him out the corner of her eye and mentally clocking his location she continued to look around the other side of the bar. Ruth felt her minge moisten as she imagined his eyes following her, her stomach was in a knot, she realized her nipples had hardened. When Ruth turned toward where he sat, she caught his eye. Dave grinned. Ruth gave him a huge smile as she worked her way toward him. He stood as she approached and held out his hand.
“Ruth?” They shook hands.
“Hi Dave.”
His hands were huge, cool and dry. Ruth immediately imagined them sliding up inside her thighs towards her open crotch. While Dave fetched her a drink, Ruth positioned her chair, near-to and side on to his. All the better for him to get a good view of cleavage and thigh.
The red wine hit the spot and she felt her cheeks pink and warm. That wasn’t all that felt rosy. Ruth’s puss was throbbing; this guy was very funny. The laughter had got her hot in more ways than one! They seemed to have loads in common and the sexual chemistry was humming. Ruth caught him taking sneaky looks at her tits and when she touched his thigh lightly with her hand he shifted closer. Dave had a lovely face, huge brown eyes with lashes to die for, his lips were soft and mobile, stretching into frequent smiles that showed neat white teeth. His body looked strong, she could imagine nestling into that broad chest and going by his wrists, he’d be nicely hairy. Ruth looked down from his wrists to his shovel-like hands, she picked one up and held it in both of hers.
“You sure you’re not a gardener? Or a fruit ‘n’ veg man?”
Dave laughed, “Huge aren’t they?” He seemed embarrassed.
“They’re gorgeous” Ruth said, placing his hand slowly and deliberately onto her thigh, just below her hemline. His fingers stroked the fabric of Ruth’s skirt and he looked up at her from under thick lashes. As they smiled into each others’ eyes he slid his hand between her thighs and slowly, up toward her crotch. Ruth parted her legs slightly and leaned her upper body toward him. By doing this she obscured them from others and allowed him a closer inspection of her peachy breasts. His fingertips reached the place where she’d slashed nylon and entered the wet warmth of her lips.
Dave nearly choked when he realized she was crotchless. Her labia bulged from the opening. He slid his index finger along the seam until he came to the opening. His fingertip nuzzled between the lips parting them gently till he was dipped in honey, she was dripping.
To stifle a groan, Ruth buried her lips and nose in his curly locks, close to his neck. She nudged his jawbone and whispered:
“I want your cock”. They were too exposed to whip it out but she had a quick feel of his hard-on through his jeans and managed a gentle squeeze before anyone noticed. He was certainly in proportion she thought as she pictured his cock free and erect.
“You’re sopping” he muttered, his voice was thick and gravelly with desire.
“Come to the ladies’ bathroom.”
Ruth took a gulp of wine, picked up her bag and Mac and headed across to the loos. She didn’t know if he’d follow, would he do as he was told?
She needn’t have worried, a minute later he peered round the door of the ladies. With no one else there they grabbed their chance and locked themselves in the cubicle. Ruth spread her Mac over the closed lid of the seat and hung her bag on the back of the door. Dave ran his hands up her legs pushing her skirt up to her waist, he bent her over and felt her up good and proper from behind.
His fingers were slipping in and out, flicking round her clit and back inside. Ruth had grabbed a condom from her purse and turned to undo his trousers.
He was a big boy, a handful, one of his huge handfuls! Ruth pushed him down onto the toilet seat and crouched to stroke and sheathe his penis. Standing in front of him, she pulled her skirt up around her waist, parted her legs and without further ado, straddled that sausage.
As she gingerly lowered herself onto his impressive length they heard the door to the loos open and two girls enter. Dave and Ruth stifled their giggles as well as their groans as she settled down nicely on the hilt and shifted her feet for balance and support. While they waited for the intruders to pee and go, he unbuttoned her shirt and pushed the bra cups down to play with her tits. Slowly and quietly, Ruth squirmed and gyrated on his knob while he sucked and nibbled her nipples. After what seemed like ages, they heard the door go and they were alone again. Dave let out a low growl as he pushed his rock hard cock fully up inside her.
Now Ruth got going, using her thighs to move her puss up and down his shaft, she held on to his shoulders and watched her tits bouncing in his face. Dave grasped her hips and held her skirt up out of the way, allowing himself a good view of her spread cunt riding his meat. He gasped when he saw the cream all over his glistening cock. She was really juicy….
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