"BEST MAN?" by Tony Leather
Tanya was frustrated beyond belief, or at least she
had been until HE had caught her eye. At twenty-five, she liked
slightly older men. They had more to offer. Dave had been too busy
working and arranging this do, so she hadn't been laid in over a
week.
This young crowd of strangers hadn't looked to have
anything good to offer. It was a twenty-first birthday party, at
a pub she'd never worked in, for fiancée Dave's younger brother.
As usual, they'd got terminally pissed before things had even got
started.!
By three that afternoon, they'd poured Dave into a
cab, and sent him home. That would mean another night of using her
fingers, 'cause he'd be no more use in bed than a chocolate fireguard.
Dave was such a wanker, when it came to sex, but he what he lacked
in inches, or between the ears, he made up for with a wallet that
was always full.
In that respect, at least, Tanya had her priorities
right. A week before she married him yet. So much for the big surprise
he reckoned to have planned for her. She'd been in two minds whether
or not to make herself scarce, after Dave's departure, then she'd
noticed HIM. There was always time for a girl to have some fun,
if the situation allowed.
She sidled over to the landlord, Jim, who knew her
boss in the next village. The game was well and truly on!
"Need a hand behind the bar for an hour?" she asked
with a smile, as she tapped his shoulder.
Jim wasn't about to look a gift-horse in the mouth.
Tanya was only short, but her body was sensational, especially in
that low-cut black top and tight mini skirt. Expensive gear, too,
but that was her all over. She liked to be indulged. Her ample cleavage
was a magnet for every male eye in the room, and she was such a
flirt. How could he refuse?
"Get in there and pull some pints, girl. I guarantee
you'll be busy!" he winked, with a lusting gaze.
It wasn't long before HE noticed that she was behind
the bar, and she smiled as he approached. His cropped grey hair
was like the bristles of a brush, and she imagined the sensation
of its rubbing teasingly along her inner thighs, or over her stiff
nipples.
She was damp between her legs before he'd said a word,
and when those steely grey eyes locked on hers she felt naked. Taking
a deep breath, she asked, in her sexiest tone.
"What can I do for you, then?"
His laughing eyes, full of confidence and sex, held
hers for a moment, then he spoke
"It looks like beer isn't all you pull. I'll take
a pint of bitter, please but make sure it's got a good head."
His voice was deep, and Tanya thrilled because his
eyes were undressing her. Her hand moved suggestively up and down
the shaft of the beer-pump, and as she handed him the foaming pint
she leaned forward, to whisper
"Ask any man that knows me. They'll tell you I always
give good head."
He watched her long tongue running wetly round the
ruby richness of her lips, before gently gripping her hand, as she
went to give him his change.
"I'll be here all evening, and I only live two streets
away. Let me buy you a drink, later?"
"OK. What's your name? I like to know who I'm drinking
with." She replied, hoping her enthusiasm wasn't showing.
He smiled. The predatory smile of the wolf, as he
observes his next meal. Tanya wasn't in control of this, but she
didn't care now. Dave was forgotten for the moment.
"Tom. Surnames aren't important at the start, are
they? I'll be waiting."
Tanya watched, as she worked for the next hour, and
he was always looking in her direction. It was obvious, from the
attention that Tom enjoyed that he was a ladies man. The local girls
seemed as drawn to him as she was. It seemed too ridiculous for
words, but she felt jealous! The hour passed, oh so slowly, then
she was at his side.
One of her friends enquired about Dave, but Tanya
barely heard this. All she could focus on was Tom's firm bum, and
the pleasing bulge in the crotch of his pants. She was feeling like
a moth must, in a spider's web, except that she could hardly wait
to be eaten!
Several 'Black Russians' later, she was pleasantly
tipsy, and totally relaxed. Tom exuded sexuality from every pore,
and his fingers were electric when they touched her skin. He looked
deep into her captive eyes and said
"Fancy coming back to my place for a night-cap?"
It wasn't till she got to her feet, and staggered,
that Tanya realised she was drunk, but his strong arm encircled
her waist, and she was half carried, head buried in his shoulder.
When they finally stopped at his front door, she had no idea where
she was, and she didn't care; though the brass bat on the door made
her giggle.
They fell through the open door, and Tanya flung her
arms around his neck, meshing her lips fiercely onto his, her tongue
hungrily savouring the taste of his. His hands found the cheeks
of her bum, and squeezed tightly as he ground his crotch against
her thigh. She could feel the swelling there, and gasped with pleasure
as it grew. God, this was a real man!
He pulled away from her, looking deep into her eyes,
and smiling wickedly before speaking
"You said you always give good head, but words are
cheap. I know what you want girl, but you don't get it for nothing.
Let's see how good you are."
Tanya was trembling with the lust she felt, and her
panties were soaking with her juices. Hungrily, she stepped up,
grabbing his belt with one hand, while the other caressed the huge
bulge in his pants. Feverishly, her tongue running over her eager
lips, she pulled his manhood free, shivering as she caught sight
of the rigid monster that was a dream come true.
He groaned with delight, as her one hand gently cupped
his heavy balls, while the other wanked gently at his straining
shaft. Tanya was mesmerised by the girth of the purple head, and
knelt gratefully before him, sliding the sensual wetness of her
eager mouth over it, revelling in the heat and salty taste. Her
teeth worried gently at the hot flesh, as she took him deep into
her throat.
He began to jerk, and she puled back, biting hard
on the glans. Not hard enough to rupture the skin. Just hard enough
to stop him coming.
"Oh, no." she purred, as she saw the pained look on
his face " I want all of that between my legs, not down my throat.
I want you fuck me hard, but not quite yet."
She pushed him onto his back, and one hot hand resurrected
his dwindling erection while her lips greedily swallowed each of
his balls in turn, her teeth gently teasing. Within seconds, his
erection was bigger than before, and once more her mouth opened
to devour it, but Tom pushed her back.
"Enough!" He cried "Time to give you what you want."
The black top was discarded, and the skirt fell to
the floor. Tanya turned, pretending to run, but within five paces
he'd caught her, She felt the hot hardness of his cock, pressing
against her backside, as his arms came from behind. His strong hands
clamped on her breasts; his fingers playing havoc with nipples that
already ached with stiff desire.
His mouth was savaging her neck, and one hand strayed
down to her sodden cleft. A skilful finger found the clitoris at
once, and the burning need she felt became a fire, raging through
her body as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss flooded through her.
Her whole body felt electrified, and as he turned her round, to
fasten his hungry mouth onto her aching nipple, she felt wonderfully
helpless.
Her hands reached once more for his massive erection,
and she shuddered in anticipation of its stretching her to her limits.
She sank to her knees again, desperate to feel the salty hardness
between her teeth, and this time she would take it just so far.
Slowly and deliberately, her slid her lips along its length, until
he could take no more.
With a cry, he turned her round so that she was on
all fours. The huge glans nudged at the lips of her cleft, and she
almost passed out with pleasure. Eagerly, she reached back and gripped
it, guiding it into her. She gasped in pained delight as the massive
penis was pushed, relentlessly, deeper inside her than any other
had ever been,
She was stretched wide to accommodate the girth, and
as the glans rammed deliciously against the neck of her womb, she
understood, for the first time, how sex really should feel. Clamping
her muscles around him, she pushed her bum hard against his thighs.
Drunk or not, she was going to get the most out of this.
His movements began to speed up, and she felt her
own juices flooding over him as her passion began to take control.
All at once, with a cry, he began to jerk wildly. There was no stopping
the tidal wave of orgasm that flooded over her as his hot seed spurted
out, in seemingly endless waves, filling her more completely than
she'd ever known.
Her whole body glowed with sweat, as they lay, spent,
on the floor. Tanya could hardly believe how incredible the experience
had been. Dave could never match up to that. Perhaps she should
think again.
She nodded off, only to be roused by the feel of Tom's
tongue on her clitoris, the electricity of his short hair against
the delicate skin of the inner thighs. Her legs spread wider, eagerly,
and she felt a jolt of pleasure as his strong fingers once more
found her stiff nipples. She began to shake, as his glorious tongue
brought her to the edge again, and then his head had made its way
up her body, and the mouth was now teasing at her painful tits,
while his fingers stroked their roundness.
She pulled his head up to her own, clamping her lips
savagely onto his. Her legs were spread as wide as they would go,
and she could once more feel that massive penis tapping at her door.
There was a gasp of her escaping breath as it invaded her again,
but this time she was ready, and matched the rhythm of his strokes,
wrapping her legs tight round him, and lifting her bum off the floor.
Again, she was powerless to stop the rushing of her
blood as the insistent cock pushed her happily toward a climax.
Tom began to grunt, and they came together in a heady instant of
sexual wonder. Tanya sleepily noticed the time. Almost four in the
morning! Dave was probably still asleep, but she had to get back.
"Will I see you again?" She asked, almost pleading,
as she hurriedly got dressed
"You can't tell me that you wouldn't like to repeat
that. I've never known more incredible sex."
Tom looked at her and smiled, as he replied
"Yes, you'll be seeing me again, Tanya, but let's
not arrange anything just yet. You know my local now, and I'm in
there most nights, so you know where to find me."
His smile reassured her that he meant it, and she
kissed him hard before leaving. She was so pre-occupied with what
had happened that she didn't really take note of where he lived.
Just laughed again at the bat-shaped doorknocker.
Dave was snoring heavily as she slid into bed beside
him, stinking of stale beer and puke. She wrinkled her nose, turned
her back and dozed off. Did she really want to marry that? A hand
squeezing her breast gently, making the nipple stiffen, brought
her round, and as she turned, a minty fresh set of lips fastened
on her own.
She was still horny from the night before, and the
finger probing between her legs sent her own hands out searching
for a nice hot, rigid penis. It didn't matter that this one wasn't
so big, not really. She just wanted to be fucked, and Dave did have
his moments. She grunted with passion as he pushed into her, and
though it was over quickly, she was still satisfied.
"Time to get dressed, Tanya, love," Dave whispered,
"I want to show you that surprise I promised, and we need to go
out for it."
Despite all attempts from her at wheedling clues from
him, Dave wouldn't talk. She got into the passenger seat of the
car, and they set off. A little later, they drove past the pub they'd
been in the day before, and Tanya blushed a little, with the memories.
They pulled up outside a big house, which had been
converted into flats, and Dave took her hand, leading her inside.
Puzzled, she asked
"What is it, Dave, are you showing me a new place
for after we're married?"
He smiled, as they reached a door with an all too
familiar brass bat on the door! Tanya froze, as Dave answered her,
knocking
"Not at all. I want you to meet the only guy that
I'd consider for the job that I want doing. He works abroad, so
I don't see him nearly often enough."
The door opened, and Tanya felt that guilty surge
of lust again as the smiling Tom stood before them. His eyes gave
no sign that he knew her.
"Hi, Tom" called Dave cheerfully "Here she is, my
bride-to-be. Tanya, meet Tom, the best friend I ever had, and my
best man."
'Best Man' thought Tanya, as she murmured a greeting,
enjoying the touch of Tom's hand in hers, 'Oh Dave, if only you
knew!' ENDS.
© Leather 2000
