After 30 Years Of Nothing But Women, I'm Into Dick Now
As a life long lesbian I have to confess that had fantasized for quite some time of 'shanking' off to be with a man. A girl at work who shares my interest of slim lipstick types took me to this wine bar one evening after work, and told me that's where the secretaries went to meet a man. Most men were married, the women were mostly not secretaries, most were divorced or from other failed relationship. This was a pick up bar for older men and younger women. I didn't see any gay people there.
We sat at the bar, she told me to pull my skirt up almost to where my panties could flash, and when I rearranged my big wide ass on the stool make sure to flash the man you wanted to come talk to you. Men there want pussy and that's why we are here. We want dick so let's concentrate on men that have potent written all over their faces. Well as you can guess purposely flashing panties on a bar stool is a lot harder than it seems. The men gravitated to younger women who dressed for the night, a couple of broads sitting at the bar weren't of interest to them. My friend said wait, soon all the skinny girls will be gone and all that's left is buxom broads like us. They will come, no pun intended.
We had something to nibble on at the bar, kept our eyes open for a suitable man to flash. I was caught by surprise when a man sat beside me and said he had been watching me all night. He liked a 'woman' and wanted to know if I was a woman or not. I was just as blunt and asked him what made him think I wasn't a woman. He answered just as fast, 'you look like a dyke'.
I said to him that I was a dyke, but that didn't mean that I didn't want a dick, was he a man? After a further set of insults he asked me to come with him and we snuck into the men's room and he told me to get on my knees and show him if I was woman enough. The floor was dirty and who knows who had peed on the floor that night. I got on my knees, and sucked his dick. He told he wanted tits so let them out. And with my tits out and his dick in my mouth he came for real, I hadn't had a man come in my mouth since I was a teenager and it wasn't even a man, the next door neighbor boy.
One and done as the saying goes, it was time to get back on my perch to suck another man off. My friend's luck was a bit better, the man that picked her up took her someplace to fuck. I sat alone at the bar for another thirty minutes and decided to leave. At the door I ran into a man who was walking in. He held my shoulders to move me aside. 'Nice tits' he said as I stepped aside. I grabbed his dick in his pants, 'is this dick up to the task?' I asked. Not letting go of him I told him I had been there all night, all I had gotten out of it was a blowjob in the men's room, I needed to get laid, so was he up to the task.
In summary he wasn't nice. For a man his age he had a lot of tricks he wanted to play, not the least of them having me sit on his dining room table so he could eat me proper, with a napkin to wipe his face. He was over intense, not natural at all. I got laid all right, and got up with a messy pussy I had to wipe off. I went back to the room with a warm wash rag to wipe his dick clean, and then sucked him again. I did adopt the position and he did fuck me like a whore on the street. By the time I went home I had had enough of his dick.
The problem is, as my friend says, is that you just want more dick. We frequent the wine bar, we know the bartender, we know the game and after all the skinny girls are gone old men hit on us at the bar. I will go back to the men's room if I like the man enough, or go with the man to some unknown address to get laid. As long as there is dick involved, that's the litmus test. We are not there to talk.
