Carol sat on her couch, the TV on in the background, and tried to concentrate on the book she held in her soft, small hands. It was a historical drama, and to be honest, Carol was bored to tears. She looked up and caught a commercial for some new supplement that was being sold as a pleasure enhancer. Her mind began to wander, thinking wistfully how long it had been since she'd had some really great sex. She'd always known she was hot, and had the sort of body men noticed, but her work had been keeping her so busy that she'd had little time for her own erotic pleasure. The book dropped from her hands and she began to rub between her legs, thinking about how much she wanted to taste a big, hard cock in her throat and the way it feels when a man was fucking her hard in that tight, sexy body of hers. Hmmm...Maybe it was time to head out to see if she just might be able to find a special man for the evening. Carol showered, making sure to apply lots of scented oil to her 5'7", 118 pound frame, her hands slowly massaging it into her heated flesh, those big, firm breasts so sensitive to even her own touch...and she used a brand new razor to clean away every single bit of fur from that tiny treasure of hers, until it was bald and smooth as a baby's bottom...Her hand slid over it in the steamy shower and it felt absolutely ripe and tender. Yes, Carol thought to herself, today was going to be special. Donning a little black miniskirt over soft blue panties, and a size-too-small bra, Carol knew she looked hot. A pair of heels and lots of jewelry and make-up only added to the "I Crave Big Cock" look she was shooting for. A long, lingering glance in the mirror erased any doubts that she'd be turning heads this afternoon. Carol walked into the tavern and secured a seat at the bar. This was an upscale placeno kids or chronic old man beer drinkers here, she thought, as she ordered her favorite drink, the apple martini. She discreetly looked around the bar and there wasn't much happening. There were a few men around, but no one who immediately grabbed her attention. So Carol sat there, her long, shapely legs exposed in a very complimentary way by her miniskirt, and sipped her drink. Within a few minutes, another woman came in and sat on the stool next to hers. Carol politely nodded hello with a smile and went back to her drink. "That's a fantastic outfit you're wearing," the woman said. "Thanks...I was really hoping to meet a fantastic man, if you know what I mean," Carol replied, a genuine giggle in her voice. "My name's Carol," and she extended her soft, manicured hand. "Nice to meet you, Carol," the other woman said. "My name is Nikki. I just stopped in for a drink and some good conversation today." Her eyes were warm and friendly and Carol felt a good vibe. They sat there and chatted some small talk...Nikki, like Carol, was a single professional woman in her early thirties and at one point, during a momentary lull, Carol, who was now on her second martini, looked at her new friend and said, "Too bad you don't have a big cock, cause then we could be really be good friends!" Nikki smiled and seemed to blush a bit. "Are you one of those girls?" Nikki replied, her eyes now locked on Carol to gauge her response. "One of what girls?" Carol coyly replied. "One of those girls who just can't get enough big cock. One of those girls who just melt at the thought of a huge cock buried deep inside her body?" Carol's body began to heat at the mere words tumbling from Nikki's mouth. "You hit the nail on the head, sweetheart," Carol replied, her words a bit breathy at this point. "Well, I'll tell you what," Nikki declared. "I'm feeling a bit hospitable this afternoon...let me make a call and we'll see if we can't get something going here." Nikki pulled out her cell phone and dialed a number. Carol watched and listened. "Steve?...Is that you, baby?...I've been really great...Oh, good, excellent! Hey, I'm sitting here with a friend and we thought we might pay you a little visit this afternoon...You going to be around?...Oh, perfect! We can be there in about 10 minutes." Nikki put her cell phone away and turned to Carol. "Let's get the tab and head on out. You're in for a very special day!" Carol put a $20 on the bar and gathered herself together. Priding her usually correct ability to judge character, Carol had a very good feeling about this. She followed Nikki to a quiet neighborhood on the east side of town and parked right behind her. Nikki led her up a driveway to a modest house, notable for the exquisite landscaping. Nikki knocked gently on the door. When the door opened, Carol was immediately distracted by Steve's rugged, masculine looks. "Steve, I'd like you to meet my friend Carol," Nikki said, turning to see the look on Carol's face as she reached out to shake his large, strong hand. "My pleasure, indeed," Steve said, his eyes locked on Carol's dreamy eyes. With some effort, he turned his attention to Nikki and leaned in to plant a soft kiss on her full, warm mouth. "Well, come in ladies...Come inside and make yourself comfortable" Once inside and settled, the three of them comfortably arranged in the living room, Steve served a round a drinks. Steve talked about how hard he'd been working at his landscaping service and how nice it was to finally have a day off. Carol and Nikki listened attentively, both enraptured by this man's physical appearance, as much as by his warm personality. Carol had already taken notice that Steve looked to be about 6'4" and had broad shoulders, a trim waist and dark features that seemed to accentuate his commanding masculinity. This was going to be interesting, she told herself. Nikki rose to go to the kitchen to refill her drink when Steve stopped her as she walked in front of him on the couch. "You're such a beautiful, nasty girl, Nikki," He said, "And look at that sweet ass..." His words trailed off as his strong hands gripped and squeezed Nikki's pert, rounded bottom. She turned just slightly, facing away from Steve, as his hands seemed to knead at her flesh, even though her skirt was still on. Carol sat in the large, upholstered chair and watched with rapt attention. With total assurance and confidence, Steve reached around and unfastened Nikki's skirt, which fell to the floor, exposing her pretty, pear-shaped bottom encased by the slightest of thongs. Steve's hands continued to knead at her flesh and he leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on each exposed cheek. Nikki needed no further instruction as she pulled the thong down and off, leaving it in a pile with her discarded skirt. Then, Nikki bent forward so that Steve could more easily get to her tight, hot pussy. Steve also knew the script and leaned in, his hands spreading her tiny ass apart as his tongue began to lap against her moist, little flower. Nikki's moans told Carol that Steve was apparently very good at eating pussy and she shifted uncomfortable in her seat, wondering if she'd get a chance to learn just how good he was for herself. But Steve never hesitated, kissing and licking at her, his tongue flicking at her equally sensual little butt. Nikki began to undulate right there as Steve's mouth and hands coaxed her to a warm, loving release.