Graveyard Shift

One of the first jobs I had was as the only attendant at a gas station on the midnight to 8 a.m. shift. There was a bit of traffic for the first hour or so, but there was a large gap of nothingness until a bit of a morning commuter rush from about 6:30 on. There was another gas station kitty corner to mine and the attendant there and I used to get together for the odd spliff and listening to music. The guy’s name was Mike and he was a riot. He told me that he was screwing the manager of his station at his bachelor apartment a couple blocks away. I was quite envious as the manager was an attractive divorced woman in her late 30s or early 40s.

One night Mike got the night off and the manager filled in for him. I was surprised but pleased when she came over to my station after the early rush and introduced herself as Linda. She pulled out a joint and afterwards we had a cool conversation. She mentioned in passing that she had a couple of teenage sons and it turned out she had excellent taste in music. After maybe an hour she went back to her station and that was that.

The next time Mike was on he told me that Linda was a wild fuck and the only thing that didn’t gel for them was that she wanted oral but he didn’t go for that. At that time, I’d only fucked a couple of girls but I’d done enough cunnilingus to know that I loved it. As young men often do, I exaggerated my pussy-eating experience and skills when Mike and I exchanged sex stories.

A few weeks later the phone rang in the station office (actually a small cubbyhole with a desk and chair). I answered, “Good morning, Home Bonus Mart.” Mike was on the other end and said, “Good morning, Gulf Valu Mart. Linda’s on her way over there. You can thank me later.” I looked out the window and, sure enough, Linda was crossing the quiet street between the two stations. I went out to greet her and she said we should go inside the station. When we did, she took me in her arms and gave me a hot tongue kiss. She said, “Mike tells me you like to eat pussy. If you go down on me, I’ll jerk you off.” Thanking my lucky stars, I led her back to the office and told her to have a seat. I went to grab a thick car mat from the sales display and put it in front of the office chair. Linda got up and lifted her long dress before removing her panties and sitting down again. She parted her thighs and I was greeted with the beauty of her very hairy, meaty cunt.

I dove into her and enthusiastically started munching on her, totally aroused by the slight muskiness of her snatch. I really didn’t know what I was doing but my avid tongue work was having an effect on Linda and she started humping herself into my face. In the diffuse light from the street, I could make out the pleasured expression on her handsome face. She reached down and spread her cuntlips and after I sucked on her clit for a bit, she came hard while pushing her pussy against my probing tongue. After she came down from her orgasm a bit, she put her panties back on and told me to stand up and lean against the desk. When I did, she unbuckled my jeans and pulled them and my underwear to the ground.

She knelt before me and took my throbbing, curved cock in her hand and began a slow, gentle stroke. She could tell I was close to cumming and edged me for awhile, extending my pleasure and building up my cumload. My pre-cum soon slicked my cock and I told her I was going to cum. “Just a minute,” she said, and released my cock so she could reach back and take off her bra. Her big boobs sagged delightfully in front of me and her long nipples were gloriously hard. She held her tits up for me, pushing them together. “Go ahead and cum on them,” she husked. “Not on my face, please!”

I didn’t need to be told twice. I started jacking my meat slowly, but soon lost control and whacked my cock furiously. I felt my massive cumshot rising up and was soon moaning in pleasure as I spurted rope after rope of hot, thick cum all over her breasts. Linda complimented me on the size of my load and cleaned her tits and my cock with some paper towel. Taking her bra with her, she left, crossed the street to her car and drove off.