It was a heady and hot night back in July. I'd gone to the pub, nervously, to meet my friend. I sat down outside, feeling fidgety. I knew I had a real chance of scratching a three year each that night. So I was a bit jittery. She hadn't arrived, so I sat down and played a shit game on my shit phone. It's a terrible game, but that's what you get for ten pounds. Some annoying men and a woman gathered around the table. I don't like it when this happens. I dislike being around people I don't know.
Got a text. She was about five minutes away.
She's always had an effect on me. I don't know what it is. But up until this evening, I didn't know how to exploit it. She arrived, finally, and looked amazing. Christ. She had her long black hair finely brushed, her green eyes sparkled with elegance, her body petite and fragrant. She hugged me and I felt the sex in my loins. I sat next to her while she chatted with people. It went on like that for some time, until we were alone.
Anticipation. She said I looked nervous, which I was. I don't get to fuck one of my friends very often. I quickly relaxed though, as I felt a familiar electricity overtaking me, and after some rather cute flirting, we began to kiss.
Hands were everywhere, my erection was hard, and moist. I drew her back to my chest and kissed her neck. She yeilded into me, gasping slightly, both very aroused, but still in public. Couldn't do much more there, it's a small village. I had her practically on my lap though, carressing the slender, womanly hands and fingers, putting them in my mouth. All of this is sex to me.
The pub was closing. It was time to go home. I walked her again, to her door. I picked her up again, and kissed her neck and breasts, and lips and ran my hands down her curves. For a short woman she's got a killer body. Finally, she asked if I wanted to come in. I replied yes, but that I had no condoms. I didn't. I said I would pull out (We're both clean of any STDs and trust each other completely), to avoid coming inside her, but she said she was on the pill.
This was nice to hear. We went inside, and I stood in her front room. I'd never seen it before. It was very neat. She's a tidy woman. A sexy, tidy woman. She grabbed me and we went down onto the couch, gravity bringing my body (A full foot taller than hers, and four stone heavier) down onto her, being careful not to crush her.
I knew what would happen now. I was dealing with a quite impossibly hard erection, and a moistness I hadn't felt for a long time. When you don't have sex for a while, the feeling of it takes over your entire body. Well, it does if you're me. I was like an electrical wire, stunned by her every touch. Like I said, sex to me is all of it. I pulled off my shirt, and knelt on the couch in front of her, when the comedy began.
More on that in a minute. If you're reading, say hello. I am bored and that.