Anna, my favourite bar maid
Occasionally, I go out alone to a friendly pub not far from home. It's a typical English pub in many ways and serves traditional ails. Good bar food served on plates, none of your overrated restaurant types, and in winter, a roaring fire to greet you as you walk in. The staff are quite amiable; even when the place is full of visitors, my pint is always pulled straight away. The best time is usually lunch when there are few people about as it's a country pub, so I get to talk to the staff and pass the time of day. Now, I might be considered too mature and old-fashioned by them. Still, they always listen, and we have a good conversation.
One wet lunchtime, I arrived to find Anna on her own. Now there are at least a good few years between us, but that doesn't stop me from admiring the younger opposite sex when I am aloud. Anna is a tiny 5' 3", with a curvaceous body and dark shoulder-length hair with blond streaks. Her dark green eyes shimmer with a sexy twinkle when she looks at you. She is obliged to wear a black dress or skirt for work, but being the little minx she is, Anna will wear clingy clothes revealing her figure and sticky out bum. We were discussing idly the world's ways this lunchtime when the air of conversation changed inexplicably. Anna started to tell me about a dream she had on more than one occasion.
“I was standing in a bar holding the hand of my daughter looking at the menu board,” she said before turning away. I jokingly told her that I was an expert in such matters, always having daughters in both my marriages. Anna gave a sigh and a grin as she turned to serve the customers who had just come in, and the conversation ended. My other half Jane (also a customer) was away in the USA on business which Anna knew about. So, at the end of her shift that afternoon, we both left together, and it began to rain, Anna’s car would not start, so I offered her a lift as she only l lived a couple of miles from me.
By now the rain was getting heavier, being the friendly serving wench (our joke) she is, Anna, offered me a coffee. So, dashing from the car we got a little wet on the way. Once inside, Anna pointed to the bathroom; “you can grab a towel in there” she said pointing and slipping into another room. Drying off I followed only to find it was her bedroom.
"Here let me get this off you" undoing my damp shirt before suddenly realised what she was doing as she stopped. “sorry” she whispered. Shying away looking like the little chastised c***d with puppy dog eyes.
"Don't stop?” I said, dropping the towel and running my fingers through her wet hair,
"It's ok," I said smiling, lifting her chin up slightly, kissing those soft succulent lips, not once, but twice, the second a little longer and becoming more passionate.
"if you're trying to seduce me" I whispered with a smile, "let me do it" and kissing her again and a little longer. Finding her soft neck as she pulled back a little and our eyes met in a sweet, curious stare, there was no need to say anything, and our lips met again with more passion and intention.
Gently I pulled the zipper of a very wet dress down to meet her slender hips. Looking at me with a smile, Anna gave a little wiggle, the dress slipped off her shoulder and dropped to the floor as she put both arms around my neck, mine holding her waist, giggling she kicked it off, while I steadied her.
She slowly let her head drop against my bare chest, affording me a pleasant waft of damp hair mixed with perfume, her perfume. Black Opium was a sweet fragrance that completed the dark and mysterious side of her. One I had never seen before. Glancing over her shoulder was a picture of delight. Staring back at me through the mirror was a woman, younger than me, wearing a slightly clingy matching Miami cut set of almost see-through bra and knickers. I was really getting hard and it was beginning to press against her, she knew it and smiled.
Slowly she dropped to her knees, not taking her eyes away from mine, a grin across her face. I stood there, my hands gently resting on her shoulders. She pulled out my belt and pulled it out and threw it away, easing my trousers down. A very prominent hard bulge gave her a big smile. “all mine”, shooting a little coy grin up at me, caressing and teasing wither hand before slipping my briefs down, releasing a very hard cock that sprang out at her. “Wow” she whispered, eyes rolling and taking it in hand, I smiled down at her as she gently pulled back the skin and took it into her mouth, caressed her shoulders and ran my fingers through her hair.
That sensation you get of pure lust in the pit of your stomach was rising, the one when a woman you're going to fuck, touches you in this way is pure magic. I pulled her up gently, and we slipped back onto the bed. Anna looked up at me now knowing she was utterly accessible but leaving her very excited. Her nipples struggled against her see-through bra, demanding to be released which I obliged with the flick of expert fingers. Taking each one was a delight, soft, smooth skin and the hardening sensitive nipple in the middle, Anna drew a sharp breath, her head rocked back as I touched her. She let me play for a while as the situation became more electrically charged, Mentioning the dream back in the bar had turned the heat up full, and my mind raced at what could be. I continued to kiss her breast, her neck and mouth, my free hand caressing a wet patch in her knickers, I slipped my fingers inside, touching a damp shaven pussy. She gave an involuntary thrust with her hips as I ran my fingers over the honey pot. First one, then a second finger slipping inside, my thumb resting against her clitoris. Anna gave a jerk, and her legs closed, holding my hand between them as her eyes rolled and closed as her orgasm hit, the pulsing of her pussy lips against my fingers, and warm pussy juice running along with my fingers. When she relaxed slightly. I propped myself up and looked at her wet honey pot. Leaning over I gave it a kiss as she flinched again, she was very sensitive to the touch, I thought as I gently parted her legs. Catching her eye, I could see a little tear in the corner, I moved between her open legs, her pussy lips open and covered in her cum.
Anna raised and bent her legs for me, my cock was much harder than I had known it, it did not need to be guided to her pussy, it knew the way. I lowered myself down slowly to kiss her, letting my cock touch her open hole, slowly, I started to enter her. I pulled back a little before pushing my cock in a bit further, deeper into the wetness of her pussy. Keeping a steady rhythm with each slow stroke that went on for a while when suddenly, Anna took a sharp intake of breath, closed her legs around my buttocks, tightly and locked her ankles, hanging onto me as another orgasm rolled across her belly. It was so intense I could feel her mussels gripping and pulsating around my cock. I started to fuck her again, pushing in harder and deeper pushing against the neck of her womb each time. Anna arched her back as it drove in, "don’t cum” she repeated this is too nice, digging her long slender nails into my back and sending shivers down my spine. Without thinking, I lost my stroke as I thought about all the young dudes in the pub wanting to give her one, here was me, giving her one.
She opened her eyes and stared at me, blankly as I suddenly fucked harder. Come on you bastard; give it to me, give me all your cum, as I buried my face into her neck, my cock exploded into her, leaving me with that beautiful feeling. Anna yelped, growled, and started beating the bed wildly with open palms, then she tightened herself around me as if clinging on for dear life.
We relaxed into a loving embrace, I pulled up the duvet, and she snuggled into my arms. We slept like this for what seemed hours but was only around 30 minutes. The sound of the rain continued outside. As I become more lucid, I felt her hand, massaging my cock needless to say I stayed till sunrise.
PS.
Around three years later, Jane and I were having a beer and glass of bubbles when Anna walked in. I didn’t see her at first as my back was to the door. Anyway, she had come back to see her old friends and say Hi. “Hello stranger,” someone said “Hi all” she replied and looking at the menu of the day asked “now Mari, what you like to have today” shall mummy get you a plate of something or do you want to choose” I could feel the warmth of her smile if I could not see it.
Funny how dreams come true.
One wet lunchtime, I arrived to find Anna on her own. Now there are at least a good few years between us, but that doesn't stop me from admiring the younger opposite sex when I am aloud. Anna is a tiny 5' 3", with a curvaceous body and dark shoulder-length hair with blond streaks. Her dark green eyes shimmer with a sexy twinkle when she looks at you. She is obliged to wear a black dress or skirt for work, but being the little minx she is, Anna will wear clingy clothes revealing her figure and sticky out bum. We were discussing idly the world's ways this lunchtime when the air of conversation changed inexplicably. Anna started to tell me about a dream she had on more than one occasion.
“I was standing in a bar holding the hand of my daughter looking at the menu board,” she said before turning away. I jokingly told her that I was an expert in such matters, always having daughters in both my marriages. Anna gave a sigh and a grin as she turned to serve the customers who had just come in, and the conversation ended. My other half Jane (also a customer) was away in the USA on business which Anna knew about. So, at the end of her shift that afternoon, we both left together, and it began to rain, Anna’s car would not start, so I offered her a lift as she only l lived a couple of miles from me.
By now the rain was getting heavier, being the friendly serving wench (our joke) she is, Anna, offered me a coffee. So, dashing from the car we got a little wet on the way. Once inside, Anna pointed to the bathroom; “you can grab a towel in there” she said pointing and slipping into another room. Drying off I followed only to find it was her bedroom.
"Here let me get this off you" undoing my damp shirt before suddenly realised what she was doing as she stopped. “sorry” she whispered. Shying away looking like the little chastised c***d with puppy dog eyes.
"Don't stop?” I said, dropping the towel and running my fingers through her wet hair,
"It's ok," I said smiling, lifting her chin up slightly, kissing those soft succulent lips, not once, but twice, the second a little longer and becoming more passionate.
"if you're trying to seduce me" I whispered with a smile, "let me do it" and kissing her again and a little longer. Finding her soft neck as she pulled back a little and our eyes met in a sweet, curious stare, there was no need to say anything, and our lips met again with more passion and intention.
Gently I pulled the zipper of a very wet dress down to meet her slender hips. Looking at me with a smile, Anna gave a little wiggle, the dress slipped off her shoulder and dropped to the floor as she put both arms around my neck, mine holding her waist, giggling she kicked it off, while I steadied her.
She slowly let her head drop against my bare chest, affording me a pleasant waft of damp hair mixed with perfume, her perfume. Black Opium was a sweet fragrance that completed the dark and mysterious side of her. One I had never seen before. Glancing over her shoulder was a picture of delight. Staring back at me through the mirror was a woman, younger than me, wearing a slightly clingy matching Miami cut set of almost see-through bra and knickers. I was really getting hard and it was beginning to press against her, she knew it and smiled.
Slowly she dropped to her knees, not taking her eyes away from mine, a grin across her face. I stood there, my hands gently resting on her shoulders. She pulled out my belt and pulled it out and threw it away, easing my trousers down. A very prominent hard bulge gave her a big smile. “all mine”, shooting a little coy grin up at me, caressing and teasing wither hand before slipping my briefs down, releasing a very hard cock that sprang out at her. “Wow” she whispered, eyes rolling and taking it in hand, I smiled down at her as she gently pulled back the skin and took it into her mouth, caressed her shoulders and ran my fingers through her hair.
That sensation you get of pure lust in the pit of your stomach was rising, the one when a woman you're going to fuck, touches you in this way is pure magic. I pulled her up gently, and we slipped back onto the bed. Anna looked up at me now knowing she was utterly accessible but leaving her very excited. Her nipples struggled against her see-through bra, demanding to be released which I obliged with the flick of expert fingers. Taking each one was a delight, soft, smooth skin and the hardening sensitive nipple in the middle, Anna drew a sharp breath, her head rocked back as I touched her. She let me play for a while as the situation became more electrically charged, Mentioning the dream back in the bar had turned the heat up full, and my mind raced at what could be. I continued to kiss her breast, her neck and mouth, my free hand caressing a wet patch in her knickers, I slipped my fingers inside, touching a damp shaven pussy. She gave an involuntary thrust with her hips as I ran my fingers over the honey pot. First one, then a second finger slipping inside, my thumb resting against her clitoris. Anna gave a jerk, and her legs closed, holding my hand between them as her eyes rolled and closed as her orgasm hit, the pulsing of her pussy lips against my fingers, and warm pussy juice running along with my fingers. When she relaxed slightly. I propped myself up and looked at her wet honey pot. Leaning over I gave it a kiss as she flinched again, she was very sensitive to the touch, I thought as I gently parted her legs. Catching her eye, I could see a little tear in the corner, I moved between her open legs, her pussy lips open and covered in her cum.
Anna raised and bent her legs for me, my cock was much harder than I had known it, it did not need to be guided to her pussy, it knew the way. I lowered myself down slowly to kiss her, letting my cock touch her open hole, slowly, I started to enter her. I pulled back a little before pushing my cock in a bit further, deeper into the wetness of her pussy. Keeping a steady rhythm with each slow stroke that went on for a while when suddenly, Anna took a sharp intake of breath, closed her legs around my buttocks, tightly and locked her ankles, hanging onto me as another orgasm rolled across her belly. It was so intense I could feel her mussels gripping and pulsating around my cock. I started to fuck her again, pushing in harder and deeper pushing against the neck of her womb each time. Anna arched her back as it drove in, "don’t cum” she repeated this is too nice, digging her long slender nails into my back and sending shivers down my spine. Without thinking, I lost my stroke as I thought about all the young dudes in the pub wanting to give her one, here was me, giving her one.
She opened her eyes and stared at me, blankly as I suddenly fucked harder. Come on you bastard; give it to me, give me all your cum, as I buried my face into her neck, my cock exploded into her, leaving me with that beautiful feeling. Anna yelped, growled, and started beating the bed wildly with open palms, then she tightened herself around me as if clinging on for dear life.
We relaxed into a loving embrace, I pulled up the duvet, and she snuggled into my arms. We slept like this for what seemed hours but was only around 30 minutes. The sound of the rain continued outside. As I become more lucid, I felt her hand, massaging my cock needless to say I stayed till sunrise.
PS.
Around three years later, Jane and I were having a beer and glass of bubbles when Anna walked in. I didn’t see her at first as my back was to the door. Anyway, she had come back to see her old friends and say Hi. “Hello stranger,” someone said “Hi all” she replied and looking at the menu of the day asked “now Mari, what you like to have today” shall mummy get you a plate of something or do you want to choose” I could feel the warmth of her smile if I could not see it.
Funny how dreams come true.
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