In my last year in college, my fraternity threw a farewell bash for us seniors at a well known beach hang-out. There was a food table and tapped kegs of beer. I was on a blind date, a nice girl and a friend of a friend so to speak. I excused myself to go and refill my beer mug. When half way across the crowded dance floor I felt a vise- like grip on my arm and turned, expecting it to be one of the brothers.

What it was, a middle aged woman, i would say, late 40's. She said to me, with a serious face. "You look ready, pal, take me in the back, bend me over and jam it into me." I just knew this woman had been set up by my brothers or someone. She continued, "Stop looking around, I need it badly. I want your cock. I'll get on my knees outside in the back and show you how a dynamite blow job is really done."

I said, "Ok, the joke is funny, please let go of my arm. Your grip is irritating." She did not let go. "Come ON, kid, this is a quickie, I'll blow you, you fuck me. What's the big deal.?" I said, "Lady, I'm here on a date, lay off." She said, "Yeah I watched you. You don't seem to know her but there you are. In the meantime, I want your cock , now."

Beginning to feel embarrassed, I walked out with her to the back of the building which faced a bunch of sand dunes on the beach. No sooner than we arrived against the back of the building when she unzipped me, and began to give me a world class blow job. Her head bobbed every which way and she sucked on my pecker like a child with an all day pop. When I was fully erect, she grabbed my ass cheeks and gripping them, forcing my entire cock into her throat. "Holy shit," I said. I had never even thought of such a thing.

She thrust for a few minutes like that, then, just as quickly stood up, bent over and lifted her skirt, exposing
a fairly naked, panties-free, large, but still round ass. I recall thinking that it was not bad in that moment. "Jam it into me, honey, she said, bang me until you spill your jizz into me, I'll turned around and suck you clean. Come on, fuck me hard and fast --- like I want it.

By this time I had stopped wondering what the hell was going on with this woman and threw myself into the fuck. I banged her for around five minutes at which time, with her hands on the wall of the wooden building, she let out a torrent of expletives, vulgarisms and nasty adjectives. "AH, good, that's good, fuck deep, sonnuvabitch, gimme all you got, kid. Oh, shit, that's good. Uuuumph, oh, god, shit, ahhh....good. I can give you my number and you can come by and fuck me 24/7 if you want. You're good. I love the way you roll your hips and slam it home, ahhhhh, good, ummmmpphhh!Oh, shit, shit, damn-fuck it all" I recall cumming into her and when she felt the first throbbing pulse, she backed into me hard and pushed me in balls deep. She kept her word, turned around, fell on her knees in the soft sand and sucked me down to a wimp.

She took out a sharpie and wrote her cell phone on my wrist, saying, "See you soon! You and me, we're gonna fuck up a storm"

I wiped my brow of sweat, patted my shirt down and tapped my clothes together. Returning to the party no one, even my date, seemed to notice anything unusual. I got a new beer mug and returned to my table and my date. I never called the wild woman. It was all just too far out and I felt a number of red flags on the yard arm. I recall it all while wanking once in a while but soon enough, the entire incident passed into remote memories for me. I was certain that by not calling her, I would duck a bullet or two.