Lynn was traveling and stopped at a small town about halfway to her destination, both to find some dinner and to break the drive in half. She saw a bar and pulled into the parking lot. You can tell a lot about a place by the cars and trucks of the customers, she knew, and this place looked okay, with quite a few cars, and no super customized, jacked-up pickups. She entered, and even though the place was nearly empty, she asked a rather pleasant-looking man if the stool next to him at the bar was taken. He said no, and invited her to sit there, so she did.
They struck up a conversation as he asked her what brought her in, and she explained that she was traveling to see a friend and just stopped to break up her drive. He introduced himself as Jake, a local handyman and something of a regular at the bar. She told him she was Lynn, and only passing through, but that she could use a suggestion for a place for dinner, nothing fancy. He suggested an Italian place and a Cafe, which he thought well enough of to recommend. He bought her a drink, and after several minutes of enjoyable chat, they moved to a table for more privacy.
As they talked, Lynn began to like this man, and, getting turned on by his easy manner, she told him that this bar reminded her of a fantasy of hers. She told Jake she often imagined herself being taken by a man into the men's room and into a stall, where he would make her give him a blow job. Sometimes she dreamed he did even more, and those fantasies had always stuck with her. Jake asked her if she had told him about her fantasy in the hope he'd help her make it come true, and she confessed she had. He said he'd be happy to do what he could to make it happen, if she really wanted him to. She said yes, she did, so he suggested she go to the women's restroom while he considered it. She agreed, got up from the table, and headed to the ladies' room.
Lynn wasn't sure what Jake might be thinking, or if he'd do anything. She used the toilet, washed up, and headed back through the door to return to the table. Without warning, a hand came across her face, and she heard Jake's voice behind her tell her not to make a sound. She gasped in surprise and was immediately excited to think maybe he was going to give her the fantasy she'd always wanted. He grabbed her around her abdomen and, with his other hand still over her mouth, he pushed her with his body into the men's room. It was empty, and he pushed her into the handicapped stall. Jake told her that he would not hurt her if she kept quiet, and she nodded that she would, so he took his hand away from her mouth.
He locked the stall door and told her to take her shorts and panties off, and she smiled. She was turned on by this rush of activity which fit her fantasy so perfectly. The stall was brightly lit and hard-looking, just as she had pictured it. Before she started to remove her clothes to go along with what he wanted, Jake had his hand on her throat and pushed her up against the tiled wall across from the toilet paper holders. She loved how real he was making her assault feel as he said if she wouldn't do it, he'd do it for her, and reminded her to stay quiet as he removed his hand from her throat. He started to undo her skirt, pulled it down, and then pulled her panties down and off. Lynn was living her fantasy, and could do nothing but move a little to ease his task as he revealed her ass and pussy.
With Lynn standing in only her shoes and top, and her rear and shoulder blades against the cold wall, Jake used his foot to get her to spread her legs. He put his hands on her braless breasts and fondled her, cupping them, and then pushed her blouse aside and kissed her nipples, which immediately got harder than they already were. He sucked on her, and she moaned at the wonderful feel of his lips on her nipples. As he did this, he slid his hands to her crotch and put his fingers on her pussy.
Jake ran a finger up and down her slit, opening its lips to reveal her tender inner skin. He caressed her there, being sure to rub her clit as he went. Lynn jerked a little at the wonderful zing she got as he touched her most sensitive place, her juices flowed to her pussy, and she got more and more turned on as he continued. She began to sway back and forth in the ecstasy she was feeling, but when she moaned, he slapped her cheek, telling her again to be quiet. So she fought the urges she felt to cry out with her arousal, and focused on how good what he was doing felt. She spread her legs even further, and loved the incredible stimulation she was getting from his clit rubbing.
As Jake continued, Lynn was having more trouble keeping composed. She wanted to yell at the exciting shocks her body was getting, all centered on his clit play. Soon, she couldn't take any more, and her body jerked and spasmed as she felt another shot of pussy juices flow from her. Her orgasm hit her hard, and she squirmed between the wall and his hand, trying with all her might not to scream with her rapture. She clenched her teeth to hold back her urge to cry out as her pleasure grew and her orgasm rolled over into a second, and then a third, with no signs of stopping.
After a minute more of Lynn's gyrations and obvious pleasure, Jake stopped fingering her clit, and her reactions slowed, her orgasm having changed to a satisfying bliss. He told her to squat, and she obeyed him. Then he told her to unbuckle his belt, undo his jeans, and pull them down. After she did, he told her to pull his briefs down, and when she did, his erection popped out right in front of her face. Lynn knew what he wanted next.
Squatting at just the right height, she took his penis in her hand and rubbed it up and down its length. She opened her mouth and guided it in, licking it as she did, before closing her lips around it. She traced his veins with her tongue, eliciting a moan of satisfaction from Jake. Lynn continued, sucking his cock as he began to shove his length into her. She gagged a little, but found a way to take his entirety as he stroked in and out. Soon, he grabbed her hair to hold her in place and pumped in and out of her mouth, face-fucking her hard. She gasped when she could to get air, and continued to suck on his manhood, driving him wild with arousal. He pumped her with vigor, her mouth absorbing his thrusts, which still gagged her at their deepest. As Jake sped up with increased libido, Lynn did all she could to accommodate him, and soon he groaned, jerked, and shot spurt after spurt of his load into her. She tried to breathe between swallowing his man juice as well as she could. After several more spasms and squirts, he was done, and she licked him clean.
He told her to stand, which she did, while he pulled on his briefs, then his jeans, and buckled up. True to her fantasy, he just opened the stall and left the men's room, leaving her standing there mostly naked. She picked her clothes up from the floor and got dressed, thankful that no one had entered the men's room the entire time. She washed in the sink and rinsed her mouth, then went back into the bar.
There at the same table sat Jake, so she joined him. He asked if she enjoyed living her fantasy, and she said yes, she did. She thanked him, and added that she appreciated that he was not too rough with her. He liked hearing that, and as they got another round, they chatted about how she might get to the Italian restaurant he had mentioned earlier. He gave her directions, but declined an invitation to join her, saying he'd already eaten and would be crashing soon. After they finished their drink, Lynn gathered her purse and coat, thanked Jake again for fulfilling her fantasy, and left. She thought about him all through the fine chicken marsala dinner she had, then decided to stay at a local motel rather than drive on, and fell asleep with memories of his hands on her clit, the blow job she gave him, and the orgasms they both had. It was a rather satisfying evening, actually.
