A Welcome Surprise

My sister Jane took me out to a club to help drown my sorrows. It was a bit of a dive, pretty dirty, very dark, and the clientele was definitely what I would call questionable. Janey did what she always did, and ended up leaving me on my own by the bar around 11:30. She was a terrible wing man, mostly because she was gorgeous and she couldn’t go out for a night without being absolutely bombarded by men asking to dance, or buying her drinks, or just generally pestering her. Eventually though she always gives in and takes off with one she deems worthy enough, leaving me to drink on my own in a joint I didn’t want to be in in the first place. But that was Janey, and I knew it going in, so I couldn’t really be too upset. I just had to make the most of the situation.

By midnight I was already wasted. Probably making a fool of myself by the bar, hitting on women, chatting up the bartender, but I didn’t care, I was out for a good time. Just after finishing a shot of tequila with the bartender, so I could get a look at her DDDs while she knocked it back, a tall blonde came stumbling into me. Whether it was intentional or not I’ll still never know, but she apologized profusely, and introduced herself as “Kris, with a ‘K’”, reaching her hand out for me to shake.

She was beautiful. Long blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and a smile to die for. As she fumbled over picking up the stool she’d knocked down beside me I got a nice long look at her slender body from head to toe. It was clear to me that her tits were fake, but as far as I could tell they were very well done and the perfect size Ds to compliment the rest of her tall slim body. The rest of her was just as beautiful, with lovely long legs and a waist I could wrap my hands around. That ass though… mmm… that was a masterpiece. She wore this little blue Sunday-type dress. It was heavy on the cleavage, and tight around the waist. It had a little frill around the bottom giving a bit of bounce to the bum as she moved. When she finally composed herself and sat down beside me, we really hit it off. I bought us both drink after drink, and we talked and laughed and got a little handsy. About an hour later we both decided we were into this and I offered to take her back to my place. She agreed.

As we walked out of the bar, a text came through on my phone. It was my sister. She’d noticed me on my way out with this blonde, and told me to be safe and “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” with the wink emoji. Turns out I would be doing some things that night exactly as she would do them.

As soon as we got in the taxi Kris’ hands and lips were all over me. She was trying to devour my tongue, while she ripped open my shirt and rubbed on my chest. I did the same with her, pulling the top of her dress down, exposing her breasts. Yep, definitely fake, but still fantastic. They were so perky and plump she didn’t even wear a bra. I sucked on them each in turn whenever I got the opportunity between makeouts, and fondled them the rest of the time. This girl was unbelievably sexy. We must have given the cabbie quite a show in the rear view.

When we arrived at my place, we composed ourselves slightly before hopping out of the cab. I took her by the hand and we both practically ran to my front door. I fumbled with the keys for a second while she reached around a groped me through my pants. It was definitely on tonight! There was no stopping this girl.

Finally busting through the door, just barely managing to close it behind us, she slammed me against the wall and immediately went for my belt. By this point I was stunned. I’d had a few wild women in my life but this was out of control. I watched her as she expertly flung open my belt and instantly unzipped my jeans. My cock was already straining against them when she released the zipper, and grabbed the waistband of my underwear with her long, slender fingers. In my shock, I had completely forgotten to undress her, so I quickly groped at the top of her dress and yanked it down exposing her beautiful fake tits again. I managed to bury my face in them for a few seconds before she pulled my boxers down freeing my heavy cock, making it bounce off her trim tummy. Then she took a step back releasing my face from her heaving breasts and looked down to admire my dick. She didn’t say anything yet, she just stared at it as she slowly bent down onto her knees, sliding my jeans and boxers down as she went. Face to face with my now throbbing cock, she looked at it intently, then she looked up in my eyes and said “Oh my.” with a smile. The pace had slowed now significantly, and I got the impression that she was going to take her time enjoying what was in front of her.

She took my hardon with her left hand, squeezing it in a good solid grip, as if she just wanted to feel how hard it was. She pulled her hand upward slightly, sliding the skin above the inner stiffness. With her right hand, she brushed at my ballsack and then turned her palm towards herself, slow grasping my balls between her thumb and forefinger, lightly pulling down, watching them move. It was obvious to me that she really enjoyed cock and balls, and likely had a lot of experience with this. As she continued to rub both apparatus lightly, she rotated between gazing at it, and glancing up to my eyes. Finally, she bent it down towards her face, still fully grasped in both hands and parted her lips. She licked at the tip for a brief moment and then moved her head forward slowly but surely, engulfing most of my 8 inch shaft in the first try. I tilted my head back against the wall and let out a soft moan as the warmth of her mouth surrounded my stiff rod. By the time she reached as far as she could go, she had moved both her hands to my hips, slightly tugging them to force me further in her throat. My own hands were resting on the wall on either of my bare ass. I looked back down at her, surprised that almost all of my big cock was down her throat, and she met my eyes with a wink. She was definitely experienced, and she definitely enjoyed doing this. She held her throat consuming my cock for a moment and moved her hands to mine. She guided my hands onto her head and I grasped her long blonde hair in between all my fingers. Then she moved her left hand back to my thigh, and her right again back to my balls, gripping it a little tighter than before. She broke her gaze with my eyes and repositioned her legs slightly to lift her head a little higher. Then she started to pull back her head, exposing my hard shaft from her lips as she did. She backed up all the way so the tip was barely exposed, took a brief look at my length again and then slid her lips right back down, a little faster than the first time. I heard a slight gag when she reached her limit, but she just acted as though nothing happened, and pulled her head back again. My hands were still on her head, fondling her beautiful soft hair, but not forcing anything. Again she took a breath at the tip and then glidded her mouth back down my shaft, this time devouring the entire 8 inches. I didn’t even hear a gag this time, and I looked down in amazement as her nose was buried in my trimmed pubic hairs. She pulled on my balls and wrapped her other hand around to my butt that was now lifting off the wall. She squeezed with both hands, and once again pulled her mouth back off my shaft. She looked up at me for a second with another wink and then swiftly plowed her head right back down my dick, again all the way. It seemed like now she had her rhythm and this might continue in a very good direction for me. I looked down at this beautiful blonde, who was now repeatedly deepthroating my solid shaft, in amazement. She was picking up the pace now, getting back to that feverish state she had been in minutes before. After shoving my cock in and out of her mouth a few more times, she paused at the tip again and looked up at me. “Fuck me.” She said, gulping it in again, and back out. “Fuck my mouth!” she elaborated.

I couldn’t even take much more.