A Night In The Metro (1)
I have to thank my old neighbour for this.
I was sitting at home, bored, sad, with no real idea what I was going to do.
I did the usual thing when you were 25 and new dumped, the one thing that some guys secretly do. Sat at home, cursed women and hid away. I had done the whole “Go Out And Try To Pull” thing it almost automatic, failed miserably at that so I had resigned myself to being a hermit.
Then Geoff and his wife Danielle came round with a bottle of wine and a plan.
They wanted to bring me out of the mood I was in and the way they thought to solve it was a night out at their usual haunt. The Metro.
I had been there once or twice before.
It was free to get in before half ten, there were three floors (a bar, that looked like an old man’s pub, a club that always looked a little out of time, and a small snug at the top), and odds were you would be the youngest in the place.
After a few glasses of wine I figured that I’d go along for a few drinks then make my apologies and leave.
Geoff and Danielle went back home and I changed so I look a little tidier and less like I just walked in from the street.
I went to The Metro, straight to the bar and got a beer while I waited for the other two to arrive.
I sat in a booth and watched as people came in. There were a few couples, a small group of ladies bragging about their Bingo winnings, and finally Geoff and Danielle.
I got a few more drinks and we sat and talked, joked, every now and again looking up at the people coming in.
There was one lone woman who walked in and looked around, saw the three of us, waved and came over.
“Geoff, Dani, I haven’t seen you in ages!” she said leaning on the table.
“Jennifer. So glad to see you. Like to join us?” Dani asked.
I looked at Geoff and gave him a “This is a set up” look.
“Had no honest idea Jack.” He said. “Swear.”
I asked if Jennifer would like a drink, stood up and went to the bar. When I came back she had taken my seat in the booth so I sat next to her.
As we drank and chatted I took a better look at Jennifer. Dressed in a black skirt, black blouse and white suit jacket. She looked in her sixties, a little shorter than me, short dark hair, great figure, cute smile, and good sized breasts (I feel daft saying this but not too big or small, just right).
She saw me looking at her and she put her hand on my thigh, and squeezed a little, giving me a little smile and wink.
Soon a lounge singer began singing songs that were sure to get some of the slightly d***k people up and dancing, so naturally Jennifer asked me up to dance.
Figuring that this would be a good chance to get closer to her I went up, just in time for the singer to start a slow dance song.
Holding her close to me I whispered in her ear. “You’re very good looking. I just came out for a laugh, very glad I did.”
“So am I.” She said. “Nice body. Turn around. I want to take a good look.”
I spun around slowly, grabbed her hand and spun her slowly. She had such a great arse to go along with her great figure.
“You look so good.” I whispered.
“I’m older than you.”
“And I’m younger than you. You could show me a few things.” I gave her a quick, gentle kiss. “I’d sure like to see a few things.”
She slid her hands on to my bum and squeezed. “I think I’d like to show you more.”
“Want to get out of here?” I asked.
“Tell them you’re off to the club, I tell them in a minute and meet you at the taxis.”
I went over to Geoff and Dani, told them that I was heading upstairs before they started to ask for money to get in. They believed me and I just headed out the front door, across to the taxi rank.
A few minutes later Jennifer came out, her heels clicking on the road.
We jumped into the first taxi and headed off to her home.
In the cab we held each other and kept kissing passionately, her hand went from my face, to my chest then down to my crotch, giving my slowly growing hard on a rub.
When we got into her home she pushed me against the wall, kissed me hard on the lips and began unbuttoning my shirt. She dragged her nails down my chest, breathing hard.
“My god, I want you.” She said grabbing my hand and leading me into her bedroom.
She threw down her jacket and started undoing her blouse revealing her hot pink bra.
I kicked off my shoes, pulled off my trousers and kissed her neck and shoulders. Reaching behind her I unzipped the back if her skirt, peeling in off and running my hands over her smooth pink panties and pulling her closer to me.
She turned and lay on the bed in just her bra, panties and stockings.
I knelt at the edge of the bed and pulled her closer to me, parting her legs I pushed her pants to one side and kissed her pussy, soon I began licking and sucking her clit. Her moans became louder, she gripped the bed and begged me to keep going. Her moans almost became shouts, telling me that she hadn’t felt this in a long time. “I’m going to come already.” She said panting. “Give me your cock. I want it in my mouth.”
She sat up, I stood and she pulled my pants off me, almost ripping them apart.
Taking my solid sock in her hand she slowly began sliding my hand up and down before licking and sucking the head, then further down and further down, almost taking the whole length into her mouth. Sucking softly then getting harder.
I put my hand on her head, tugging her hair slightly and getting the speed of her head bobbing to match the speed of her sucking.
It was one of the best blowjobs I’d ever had. I didn’t want it to end.
Looking down I saw the she had unclasped her bra and was rubbing her tits.
I pulled my cock back, stood her up and turned her around. I pulled her panties down and took her from behind,
“Fuck me, fuck me.” She said over and over again, gripping the bed tighter and tighter. “Harder.”
Pardon the term but I went to work. I kept fucking, almost knocking her off her feet onto the bed. Screwing an older woman who wanted it rougher than most girls my age was almost a dream come true.
She stopped me and lay back on the bed. Spreading her leg and resting them on my shoulders.
I grabbed her hips and pushed my cock into her again, fucking her while looking her right in the eyes.
“Not been fucked like this for ages! Faster!”
I kept going as she almost screamed, feeling an orgasm rushing over her.
“I want your cock in my mouth. Cum down my throat. Want to taste you.” She said and I was more the willing to do what she wanted.
She sucked so hard and fast that I came quickly, shooting down her throat. We both lay next to each other, sweat covering our bodies.
I asked if I could stay the night.
She said yes.
After a while she stood up, took off her stockings, and bra. Took out a black satin night dress and got into bed.
We fell asl**p.
I was woken in the morning by her rubbing my cock into life. Then I felt her lips on my penis.
She once again began to suck until I was hard again.
I took hold of her head, pulled her off, and rolled her on top of me.
Lying there I reached up her night dress and played with her nipples.
I fucked her harder and harder until we both came. And we lay panting again.
“Sorry for the quicky in the morning. Couldn’t help it.” She said later. “Wanted this to be a great one night stand.”
I was about to say something when she said. “I might see you again, but I just wanted one hell of a night and thank you for giving me just that.”
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