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NEVER TALK TO STRANGERS by Enola

God, I hate when men behave like that! She thought sitting at the bar by herself whilst having her first drink. At the opposite side of the pub three men were chatting and laughing. One of them, a chunky dark-haired guy, did nothing but look at her and, occasionally, the others two did the same whilst grinning like mad. There was no doubt that those three cunts were talking about her!

The chunky dark-haired guy’s eyes automatically dropped on her thighs for a while whenever their looks met. The fact she was wearing a mini skirt encouraged him. It made her feel as if she were naked to his eyes. She perfectly knew what he was thinking: ‘when a woman goes out dressed like that it means that she wants men to look at her!’ She watched him again. He raised his glassed and winked at her before sipping his drink. That was too much.

She finished her drink in one gulp and was going to get up and leave when he sat by her side brushing her arm with his fingers.
“Hi babe. Can I buy you another drink?” he asked politely.
What a nerve! She said to herself looking at the opposite side. She then turned with the intention to tell him to leave her alone and fuck off, but as soon as her eyes met his, two sparkling deep brown eyes, words wouldn’t come out. For a moment she looked at him open-mouthed. “Jameson and coke,” she mumbled nervously afterwards. She couldn’t really believe she’d replied to him.
“Really?” he laughed, “We can share mine then. Don’t you find it strange that we’re both having the same drink?”
“Yes, a very strange coincidence,” she commented sarcastically looking elsewhere.

He asked the bartender for another drink for me. “How come you are so unkind to me?”
“How come?” she retorted angrily, “I’m not stupid. I saw how you and your mates were looking at me a while ago.”
“What’s wrong with that? We were just wondering why a beautiful woman like you, were here all alone on a Friday evening. So I thought to keep you company. That’s all.”
“Oh yes, I believe you!”
He gave a short amused laugh, then he took his glass to his mouth and sipped his drink.
“Don’t need your company. Everything was ok before you sat there.”

“Okay. Do you want the truth?” he asked quietly some seconds later, “You know why I came here this evening? I so felt like shagging someone and as soon as I saw you, well,” he paused and she felt his hand on her thigh. He then came closer and he whispered in her ear, “I knew it was you the one I wanted.”
What a cheeky bastard! “I’m married.”
“I don’t give a damn!”
“BUT I DO!”
“I’m married too.”

“Ah! Your wife knows that you sleep around?” she inquired having some of her drink to cool down.
“Unfortunately, she’s not here and I desperately need a good fuck. What about your hubby?”
“He’s away for work.” Damn it! I did it again. Why the hell am I wasting my time talking to a perfect stranger?
“We’re in the same boat babe! Another strange coincidence, don’t ya think? C’mon, let’s go away.”
“Why?”
“WHY? Whom I’ve been talking to so far?” He came so close that his lips brushed her earlobe making her shiver. “I’ll be as clearer as I can. I want to shag you and I feel that you’re dying to have my hard cock between your legs and down your throat.” He took her hand and placed it over his crotch. She could feel his hard-on beneath his trousers. “All of this can be yours babe. How can you say no?”

She swallowed hard. What the hell was happening to her? Why didn’t she manage to get up and tell him to fuck off? She looked at him instead; she looked into his big brown eyes that were longing for her; she looked at those fleshy lips she was dying to taste and savour and gave in. She couldn’t lie to herself. She wanted that man.
“Let’s go to my place,” she gulped my drink and stood up.

As she was driving home, he kept his hand on her thigh forcing her to open her legs and allow him to fondler the inner side of it. When she was searching for her home keys inside her handbag he kissed her on the neck and rubbed himself against her to let her feel how harder and harder he was getting. She finally unlocked the door, so switched the light on and they stepped in. While she was taking her coat off he looked at the pictures hung up the wall.

“Oh Jesus! That’s your hubby? How could you marry such a fatty?”
His words made her angry. “Hey, he’s not fat, ok?”
“Oh yes, he is!”

He flashed a dirty grin at her, then he removed his coat and let it fall to the floor. He undid his cufflinks looking at her with lust in his brown eyes. He came closer all of a sudden and, grabbing her by the waist, he pushed her against the wall. Keeping eye contact, his hands pulled her mini skirt up her waist and her knickers, by this time abundantly wet, were ripped a moment later. Feeling a knot of excitement in her stomach, she asked to be touched since the need to feel his fingers on her sex was killing her, but he gave me a dirty look and shook his head.

He kissed her instead, roughly, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He withdrew a few seconds later and still looking at her straight in the eyes, he undid his trousers and let them drop to his ankles. His underwear followed shortly after. She couldn’t help but lower her eyes and watch his big cock standing proudly in all its magnificence. She almost came in anticipation. She wanted to touch him, grab him, feel him growing and hardening in her hand. He stopped her before she could reach him and ordered to turn over, then he grasped her wrists and lifted her arms over her head. He put his hands on her hips and parted her legs widely with his foot.

The thought she was going to have a perfect stranger inside her grew her hornier and more impatient. She wanted him so badly, but she didn’t need to utter a syllable as he entered her quickly taking her by surprise making her scream in delight. It took her a while to get used to his size. Damn, but he was big!
“Bet your hubby’s not that huge,” he said, a hint of pride in his husky voice. “Has he ever made you scream like this?”

Nothing but moans of pleasure escaped her mouth as he thrust deeper and deeper inside her. He let go her wrists and pulled down her strapless top exposing her bare breasts. He cupped them in his hands and started squeezing them gently at first, then more roughly. At the same time his mouth was on her neck biting her tender flesh. Soon she felt his right hand fingering her wet cunt. She closed her eyes and arched her head back resting it over his shoulder.

“Your moans are driving me mad,” he said in her ear panting. “You’re enjoying it, aren’t you?”
“Oh god yes! Make me cum.”
“Not yet,” he said as he withdrew. “Go down on your knees and show me how you make your hubby happy.” He stepped out off his clothes and kicked them away.

Still panting she turned around and knelt down slowly. As she took the condom off she realized that he was even bigger than she had imagined. The most incredible thing was the head of his member, a lot thicker compared to the shaft. Staring at it she couldn’t help but think how it looked like to an enormous mushroom she had once seen on a magazine.

“Lick it off,” he said seeing that a little sperm was dripping from his cock. “Slowly.”
She grabbed him by the root with both hands and stuck her tongue out. As soon as the tip of her tongue touched him he grasped her hair and took a deep breath. She carefully licked his cum off moving her tongue slowly as he had required. From the sounds he emitted, she understood that he was pleased.

“Now suck and make me cum.”
Now the trouble was taking him into her mouth. The more she looked at his dick the surer she was that he was too big for her mouth.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he said angrily, “Hurry up! I don’t like waiting.”
She opened her mouth as much as she could taking only the head.
“C’mon, I know I’m huge but I’m sure you can do it.”

She tried again since she desperately wanted to suck him. Her teeth scraped against his skin and she sucked on him slowly at the beginning, but she increased the rhythm once she had become used to his size. He would cum soon and she couldn’t wait for it. He struggled not to cum and ordered to slow down several times as he didn’t want it to be that quick, but she wouldn’t. He got angry and started swearing. He cum a moment later and keeping her head still with his hands he ordered to swallow his cum till the last drop.

“You’ve been a very bad girl, you need a lesson.”

He grabbed her by the arm saying to show him her bedroom. Once there he pushed her on the bed and ordered to take her skirt and top off. In the meanwhile, he opened the drawer of her bedside table and gave an evil laugh when he saw her toys. He then took out a huge dildo, a pair of handcuffs and lube. He climbed in bed and made her lie on her back, then he took her arms and handcuffed her to the bedpost. He knelt between her legs pushing them apart and looked at her shaven pussy with a smirk. He grabbed the dildo and teased her opening making her whine.

“Beg me.”
“Pleaseee…”
“Please what?”
“Please, push that bloody dildo inside…AAAAH!”
“You asked for it.”

He fucked her with the dildo enjoying the sight of her juice flooding out. He bent down over her and started to lick it off. He loved the taste of her so much that he got rid of the dildo and literally buried his face on her. He helped himself with his fingers to keep her cunt open so that he could send his tongue inside her. He sucked her voraciously aroused by her moans which got more intense and more frequent. He knew that she was going to reach orgasm so he lay over her penetrating her.

“Look at me,” he said grabbing her head with both hands. “I want you to see how good fucking you makes me feel.”
She opened her eyes and saw the veins in his neck becoming thicker. He mouth was half open and his hair forming little curls were sticking to his sweaty forehead.
“Oh yes, scream. I like it,” he panted as he banged her faster and faster until she finally climaxed.

He left her breathless once he had done. He knelt down at her side, his huge cock in his hand. “Open your mouth,” he ordered.
She moaned something incomprehensible and turned her face to the other side trying to catch her breath back.
“Stupid bitch,” he snarled turning her head back, “you still haven’t learned the lesson. When I order to do something you have to obey. Now open your bloody mouth and let me shag you.” His fingers applied pressure to her cheeks to force her to open her mouth. He sent his hard cock inside and began to rock his pelvis slowly. He reached for the dildo and pushed it into her pussy. “Mmm, it feels sooo good, doesn’t it? You like this, I know you do.”

Having cum into her mouth he finally freed her and lay by her side. Several minutes later she burst out laughing all of a sudden. He propped himself on one elbow and looked her confused.
“That was great James,” she said with a wide smile. “Far better than the last time.”
He bent down and kissed her sweetly whilst squeezing one of her breasts gently in his hand. “I’m so glad you enjoyed it luv.”

“Now you must tell me what you, Nick and Sean were talking about at the pub and why the three of you were laughing.”
“They still find hard to believe that since I’ve known you I’ve changed and I’m now the perfect husband who’s totally mad about his beautiful wife and absolutely faithful to her.”
“Aww!” She wrapped her arms around his neck and they kissed again.

“Hon?”
“Uhm”
“Do you really think that I’m not fat?”
“You aren’t darling,” she giggled. “No, on second thoughts, you definitely are!” she added a while later taking his dick in her hand.

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