Bar Date


Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Mult, Slut Wife, Humiliation, .

Desc: Sex Story: Careful who you pickup in the bar

My husband Rick and I like to spice up our sex life by playing games and pretending to be people we are not. Rick is 32 years old, a small man about 5 feet 5 inches tall and drives a taxi for a living. I'm 26 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall, very petite and a part time secretary.

On occasion we have gone to the movies with me dressed as a nurse which is a favorite fantasy for Rick. He constantly rubs and explores every inch of my body during the movie and by the end we can hardly wait to get home before tearing off our clothes. Once Rick dressed as a fancy pimp and I wore a school girl outfit complete with knee socks and plaid skirt. He picked me up near a local school and after giving me some candy, drove me behind some vacant warehouses and we had great sex. Over the last year, I told Rick that one of my most intense fantasies would be to have sex with a large muscular mountain of a man. The heavy construction type. Rough and dirty on the outside and just as rough on the inside.

About a month ago Rick told me that he confided with one of the other taxi drivers about my fantasy and the guy, Hank, agreed to play the role and pick me up at a bar. Rick explained that Hank was 28 years old, about 6 feet 4 inches tall and weighed 245 pounds. He lifts weights as a hobby. Hank also had shoulder length dark blonde hair. Rick explained that I was to dress up in a really tight and short skirt. Frilly blouse, high heels a tons of make-up. I was to look like a cheap whore. Rick would drop me off at a bar in the city around 10:30 p.m., that was a hang-out for construction workers. Hank would already be there. After about 30 minutes Rick would come in and watch the action as Hank made his play for me. Rick even gave Hank $40 dollars for a cheap motel in case he was successful in picking me up and I really wanted to satisfy my fantasy.

On Friday night I was all nerves. I wore red high heels with a very short black skirt that was so tight I almost couldn't sit down. A pale red silk blouse with fake pearls completed the look. Underneath my clothes I wore a flimsy black bra and panty set with black thigh high elastic top stockings. My finger nails and lipstick were the same bright red color and I wore lots of black eye shadow. For the final touch I bought some very inexpensive perfume and sprayed lots on me. I looked and smelled like a very cheap woman.

At exactly 10:30 p.m. my husband dropped me off at the bar and said he would be inside to watch shortly. The place was crowded and filled with cigarette smoke. I went to the bar and ordered a strawberry Dakeri. Moments later Hank walked up to me and said hello. My heart almost leaped out of me. Hank was huge! He was wearing skin tight blue jeans with dirt and grease on them and a sweatshirt that had seen better days. Worn out leather boots and a wide belt around his waist made my pussy twitch with excitement. He had a rough looking face with a day old heavy beard showing. I told him my name was Sally and I was looking for a good time. He took me out onto the dance floor and for the next 20 minutes he held me close and pawed my ass and ground his waist tight against mine.

By the time we sat down and he bought me a drink I was hotter than a stick of dynamite ready to explode. The next time we went out onto the dance floor, we just stood in place as he kissed me and sent his tongue deep into my mouth as he held my ass with both his huge hands. Around mid-night the crowd was really packing the place in tight and Hank had me leaned up against the back wall as his hands roamed over my hips and back. The bar was much to crowded to dance anymore and we just stood their making out. I was so turned out that my pussy juices were running down my legs. Hank pulled my blouse out from my skirt and with one motion lifted my blouse and my bra out of the way exposing my entire right boob. He bent over and eagerly sucked on my nipple driving me crazy. Lots of men were looking at my naked tit but I was to excited to care.

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