It had been a rough three months for David Peterman. At nearly forty years old he was venturing into a new realm of life. His wife Erika had left him unexpectedly, claiming she had changed and needed to find herself. She filed for divorce the next day, then took a plane to Costa Rica. His job was downsized, due to the pandemic and unstable business. 15 years of dedication at his company, gone with a simple text message. Lastly, he had gained weight as an unhealthy coping mechanism to deal with life’s many stressors. Just 90 days prior he had been married, employed, 30 pounds lighter and two chins fewer. He felt awful lately, and not himself. He would be out of breath from walking, sleeping poorly from the sugar of the sodas he had been consuming. Activities he used to love now had little meaning to him. He claimed it as a funk, his family saw it as a depressed man trying not to lose control.
David sat at home on a Wednesday night questioning when life might turn around for him. He was feeling sorry for himself when he received a text from an old friend Brad. Brad was the kind of friend you really only have when you have no one else. Brad is the forever single guy who acts as if everyone is still in their twenties. Erika hated him when David and her we’re married. She would always say how he was a negative influence.
Tonight Brad was at a local bar, wanting David to come out and let loose. He promised cheap beers and a plethora of single women. Neither sounded very appealing to David, but it sounded better than being home alone drowning in his own misery.
Within the hour David found Brad at a four-top table near the bar, a bean bag competition is on TV from 2008. Brad is lost in the game until David gets to the table.
“Hey man,” David greets Brad as he sits down.
Brad doesn’t look away from the Tv. “Hey! Welcome, bud.”
The two men order tall Bud Lights, and begin to drink the evening away. What starts out as one beer turns into four. The waitress keeps the beers coming as fast as the men can order them.
“How’s life going?” Brad asks, knowing the answer. He knows David is depressed, he knows he is not doing well.
David puts on a convincing act. “It’s going really well actually, I feel like I’m finding myself.” He says to Brad.
“When are you going to fuck some pussy dude?” Brad asks him directly. “Karen’s gone, time to conquer some new pussy!”
David shakes his head. Unsure of what he wants. He for sure does not want to confuse himself with a new love. His heart is still hurting for Erika.
Brad leans in close to David. Almost touching his ear with his mouth. “See those two ladies at the bar, go talk to them.” He whispers.
David noticed them. He noticed the beautiful redheaded one, with her knee-length sundress and perfectly straight hair. He also noticed her friend. A large woman with gauge pierced ears and short brown hair. She had on a Blink 182 shirt with some tight-fitting capri pants. Her white and black checkered Vans shoes showing wear. David really felt the punk or goth vibe from his early years.
“Let’s go talk to them!” Brad says excitedly. Before David can speak he is already headed over. As usual, Brad begins talking to the attractive one. By the time David gets over there, Bryan has completely ignored the woman’s friend as he gushes over the pretty one.
Putting his arm around David, he introduces him to the women.
“Ladies this is my friend David. He’s freshly single and ready to mingle.” “David, this is Amber and her friend is Chelsea.”
Amber and Brad keep chatting as David and Chelsea try to make small talk. Chelsea describes how painful her ear piercings were, but not even close to how bad her clit piercing hurt. Brad continues to swoon over Amber, the beauty of the two. David is stuck with Chelsea.
Chelsea offers to buy David a round and the four drink on into the night. Chelsea is talking to David a lot, but David’s mind is elsewhere. Wondering if Erika misses him, maybe she’s even thinking of him. The conversation gets easier as the drinks get going. Chelsea even starts to look better, less goth even. David gets drunk enough and trusting enough to open up to Chelsea about Erika. He tells her all the dirty details. How Erika left him unexpectedly, how she was boring and a terrible lover. How she would never want to fuck. Chelsea listened intently, hanging on every word. Her buzz had turned into a pretty good drunken state.
Leaning close to David, Chelsea whispers. “That’s crazy she never wanted to fuck, I mean if you were my boyfriend I’d fuck you in the bathroom right now.” She said with a smile.
David looked at Brad who was still talking to Amber. The two of them in their own world not paying any attention to their friends.
“Right now huh?” David restated.
“Mmhhh right now.”
David sat quietly for a moment, giving Chelsea a look over. She wasn’t typically what he went for, and in other circumstances, he would never even have spoken to her. He has a thing for athletic girls, the opposite of Chelsea. Chelsea did have some nice tits and a cute smile. Plus, for some reason the ear gauges, we’re turning him on. But, David had a pretty good buzz on and was finding Chelsea to be suitable, if just for the evening.
“Ok, so if theoretically you went off to the bathroom and I followed shortly after what would you want to do?” David asked Chelsea.
“Well, why don’t we just find out.” She replied flirtatiously as she purposely rested her breasts on the table.
Without another word, Chelsea stands up from her stool and heads towards the woman’s room. David waits a few moments before heading off himself.
David finds the restroom, one of two unisex ones the restaurant has. The first is empty, the second has Chelsea in it. The bathroom is large, with room for the disabled. Chelsea is leaning against the wall and smiles when she sees David. It’s a bit awkward as neither really thought out past meeting in the bathroom. The alcohol doing most of the thinking. Chelsea is the first to make a move, approaching David she kisses him. Immediately she shoves her tongue in his mouth and David reciprocates. She pushes their bodies to the wall, where they lean and kiss. Chelsea takes her hand and brushes against David’s crotch. She rubs his penis through his jeans and feels as his excitement grows. She can feel his hard shaft, and wants his pants off.
David fights with Chelsea’s jean buttons, finally unhooking the front. He releases their kiss and pulls her pants to the floor. Jeans only, Chelsea is not wearing panties.Chelsea flings one of her van shoes to the other side of the restroom, to allow her to get one leg free. The two strangers pause momentarily to look at each other in the eyes, having just finished kissing neither knows what the other wants. David examines her body. Her stomach looks larger with no jeans to hold it tightly up.
David cowardly does not make any further advancements, finally Chelsea takes control. She leans in one more time and gently kisses him on the lips, she spreads her legs apart and grabs a hold of his hand and forces him to touch her. David’s fingers find Chelsea’s wet pussy. Two fingers slide into her with ease. She is wet and aroused, eager for his touch. He begins fingering her then pausing to play with her Clit. The two begin kissing again as his fingers thrash below, inside her, making her moan in the public bathroom.
Moaning with pleasure Chelsea can barely stand. “Fuck that feels so good.”
David falls to his knees, overcome with the urge to taste Chelsea. Not typically one to give oral, he had a urge to tonight though. His tongue finds her clit through her light bush. David has never been with a woman who doesn’t shave, but this excites him. Her hair is long but tidy. Hair surrounds her Vagina, but this does little to dissuade him.Chelsea keeps a firm grip on his head as she manipulates his tongue for her personal pleasure.
“You taste so good,” David says as he takes a quick breath. He’s looking up at her from his knees, his mouth covered with her juices. He eagerly gets back to her pussy, using his tongue to pleasure. She has a sweat smell to her, but it doesn’t worry him.
Chelsea begins to shake while standing, David is now fingering her and licking her. With a loud moan and her hand pushing his mouth away, David feels Chelsea cum. Her vagina begins to pulsate and grip his fingers.
David stands up, removing his fingers from within Chelsea. ” That was nice,” he tells her. David begins to wash his hands, acting as if the rendezvous was over.
Chelsea walks up to David, her pants still on the floor. “What about you? You don’t want anything?”
“What, here?” He asked her appearing nervous.
“I mean you did just lick my pussy in this bathroom.”
“I..I think I’m alright, but thanks.” He says drying his hands off. Chelsea was not believing this, she knew by touching him that David wanted her.
“Let me at least suck your cock, hell you can fuck me if you want.” She said almost pleading. “I haven’t been fucked in six months.”
David looked at Chelsea, half-naked, her taste still on his mouth. He reached down, undoing his pants. They fall to the ground revealing David’s six-inch cock. David failed to trim before going out, I mean why would he think he was going to meet anybody. Chelsea appears not to care.
Chelsea moves closer to David, kissing him yet again. Tasting herself, they’re saliva mixed. While the two kiss she begins jerking David off with her hand, cupping his balls. Chelsea uses her free leg to spread David’s legs apart slightly. From cupping his balls, she moves a finger to his taint.
“Oh fuck.” He moans out as she rubs his taint.
“You probably have never had a girl like me.” She warns him. Which is true, Erika had always been very vanilla. In fact, David couldn’t remember a time she ever touched his balls. She never even wanted to touch his cock.
Chelsea breaks away mid-kiss and steps back. Lifting off her blink-182 shirt She reveals a black see-through bra. Chelsea’s stomach is a little large, but her breasts are all of David’s focus. Chelsea frees her breasts from their prison bra, revealing large DD breasts with pierced nipples. Her right breast was smaller than her left, both equally beautiful.
Chelsea falls to her knees, taking Davids six-inch cock in her mouth. She eagerly moves her head up and down on his shaft, pleasuring him the same he had done to her. Chelsea is sucking quickly, eager and with purpose. She uses a free hand to fondle David’s balls.
“Turn around” she tells him. “Face the wall and don’t move.”
Chelsea presses her face between his ass cheeks, smelling his ass. Her tongue flicks away as she searchs for his asshole. When she finds it she puhes her tongue in him, tasting him.
“Holy shit!” He shouts loudly as her tongue meets his ass. Erika was to vanilla to try this. He stands in disbelief as Chelsea eats his musty ass.
David is approaching climax, when a sudden and unexpected knock on the door interrupts.
“Occupied!” David calls out to the stranger at the door. Chelsea continues to lick his ass, now jerking him off too. David’s cock is becoming limp, as his nervousness kicks in. He was so close to climax that it’s quite possible he has lost it, and his cock will go limp.
“You want to try something?” Chelsea asks.
Curious but wary he replies. “Try what?”
Chelsea stands up and makes her way towards the sink and soap. Using her hand she squirts three to four pumps of soap into her hand and lathers her breasts.
“Sit on the toilet” She demands. David doesn’t ask any questions and does as he is told.
Chelsea gets on her knees, on the filthy ground. David is sitting on the toilet leaning back, when Chelsea takes his cock in her hand. David quickly gets hard again. She spits on his cock twice, then places it between her breasts. The spit and the soap lube in between her breasts as David titty fucks them. The sensation overcomes David with pleasure, he has never experienced this. Watching her large breast engulf his cock is thing of beauty. Chelsea’s smile and ear gauge piercings are all he can focus on. If he looks at her breasts he will cum too quickly. He tries to contain himself but feels his orgasm coming on. Chelsea uses her body to bring her breasts up and down quickly with David’s cock in between.
Without a word from David he shoots his cum upward hitting Chelsea I’m the face. what doesn’t stick to her face falls down to her breasts as he continues to orgasm. The moment Chelsea sees cum start to shoot She moves her breasts faster. The cum acts as fresh lube and she makes sure he releases everything he has. She wants every drop of Davids cum. Chelsea is looking at David on the eye when she picks up one of her breast bringing it to her mouth. She uses her tongue to lick his cum up, off her skin.
“You taste yummy.” She says with a smile.
Chelsea stands up to wash herself and her body. David remains on the toilet sitting, tired, in bliss. Coming too, David realizes they have been in the bathroom close to 20 minutes. clearly their friends are going to know what they were doing, Brad will I have some sly remarks to make.
The two get dressed quickly in the bathroom, but before leaving they hold each other and kiss. Both have pleasured each other well, not a bad first meet.
Back at their seats they find Amber and Brad still conversing. Amber doesn’t seem to know what was going on but Brad shoots David a subtle glance as Amber talks to him. Brand new exactly what was going on, and is happy for David. Before talking converse for another hour, before Amber is tired and wants to head home with Chelsea.
David and Chelsea exchange numbers, and a friendly hug. The two men watch us there evening dates exit the restaurant.
“You dirty mother fucker.” Brad tells me. The women are out of the restaurant and into the parking lot. “You fucked her, didn’t you!”
“No!” David quickly says back. “We didn’t fuck exact.” He says with a smile.
“Well, you better tell me on the way home exactly what happened.” Brad jokingly demands.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ha8akl/lowering_his_standards_mf