So Mr. Blonde came with me to help re-tie my corset and we got some drinks for everybody and sat back down. Due to having so many fans now I had shots brought to me all night from complete strangers. Do you think they were trying to get me drunk? haha! Well it worked.
Nothing else happened at the bar thank gods, nothing embarrassing anyway. I did ladder my tights and in my drunken state decide to remove them (i'll be honest, I don't remember doing this) but apparently I did it in the toilets so that's okay, lol. It was now about 3.30am and we decided to head home. We of course had Ben staying the night but one of our friends from the next town over had come out drinking with us and decided to stay over rather than grab the last train (which was at midnight or something) - let's call him Dave.
We live about 20 - 30 mins from the bar we were at so decided to walk home rather than a taxi, plus it gives us a chance to sober up. I think girls and walking, especially when drunk, don't go well together. I wasn't the most errr.... stable of people on that walk home and when we were about 5 - 10 minutes away from home I just wanted to give up. I was tired, my feet hurt etc. and I demanded Mr. Blonde carry me or I wasn't moving.
It was 3.30 in the morning and bloody freezing. But, i assume because of the alcohol, I didn't feel cold at all. Mr. Blonde had more sense though and was trying to tell me that we needed to get home before we die! lol.. eventually he agreed to give me a piggy back home. Now I think I need to remind you what I was wearing:
Black boots, black miniskirt and my steel boned black corset. The corset really isn't very comfortable to be carried in, but that's not really the main problem here. I didn't care at the time but.. well, if you're being piggy backed in a short skirt..... needless to say everybody we passed could see my butt and my sexy g-string
This is the g-string I was wearing (pic not taken on night):
So basically everybody got to see this on the way home:
So we get back to our place, the heating was already on (Mr. Blonde had set a timer so we could come into a warm flat ^_^ )and it was good to get inside. Now I can't remember why i did this, acutally, I don't really remember any of this next bit until I ended up back in bed, Mr. Blonde told me this then next day - bare in mind that I had been bought lots of shots all night - but not 10 seconds after I got in to the kitchen I ripped off my skirt and my g-string and started loading clothes into the washing machine O_O
Clearly my woman instincts had kicked in but I have no idea why I needed to be naked from the waist down to do it... I hadn't even taken off my boots!
Mr Blonde was kind enough to take a photo:
Mr. Blonde shepherded his mates into the lounge whilst I messed about in the kitchen. He was sitting on the sofa and I followed them in shortly after and jumped onto his lap, facing him with legs either side of his. Apparently I chatted for about 5 mins about horses ( O_o) then just started grinding Mr. Blonde. He decided it was time for me to go to bed, picked me up fireman style and said good night to our mates. He dropped me onto the bed, got my boots off then undid my corset - I remember that part because my boobs felt more comfortable! He got naked and lied down next to me, I just hadn't moved after he dropped me.
Then I saw his raging boner and everything changed, lol. To be fair to him, even though he was my bf he didn't try to take advantage of me in my drunken state. I think once my lips had touched the base of his cock he realised that I wasn't the one going to be taken advantage of! I quickly jumped on top of him, held the tip of his hard cock against my pussy and slid all the way down. I was now riding him cowgirl style. He held my hips as I bounced and grinded and I moaned in pleasure. I leant forward and put my boobs in his face, he sucked my nipples and I slid up and down his hard shaft. I was so wet it was literally running out of me and over his cock and balls and down my legs. As I grinded and bounced he glided in and out so smoothly.
It seemed to last forever, and I mean that in a good way.
I started cumming really hard and as usual I let out my typical orgasm scream of delight, the neighbours must be sick of it by now! As I came he grabbed my hips, holding himself tight and deep inside me, forcing me to grind him more, and not letting his cock out of my warm, wet, orgasming pussy. He came too and pumped his cum deep inside me. Once we were both done, I just rolled sideways and collapsed off of him in the bed. We didn't bother moving.
We woke up sometime in the afternoon the next day, I could just about remember what happened and there was cum all over my pussy. I stumbled into the kitchen completely nude, forgetting that anybody else was in the flat. I poured some water and downed the glass. Then I heard movement, remembered our guests, looked down at my pussy and legs covered in cum and quickly (as quickly as I could) returned to the bedroom before they saw me.
A little bit later after I had cleaned myself up we all had coffee in the kitchen. I avoided all eye contact and gave them the most awkward hug goodbye!
I'd do it again, it was so fun.
Now the weekend after (28/01) Mr. Blonde and I went to a pyjama party....