| Straight: Strangers: Consolation Prize (4/8) |
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dance as we try to coerce the other into getting down ‘n dirty, or should we just drink up and go fuck each other’s brains out?” she asked me in the most casual of tones. I almost spat my drink out and then almost choked swallowing it. She watched me regain my composure, her smile growing broader. When I got myself under control I looked straight at her, trying to muster my bravado as much as could, and replied: “Oh, the latter, definitely!” With that she up-ended her drink, downing the remaining half of her glass in one, took my hand and started to lead us away from the table. She paused for just a second, reached back and grabbed the bottle of water, and then led me on. As we passed a table further on she called out to a young lad sitting at the table,” See you tomorrow Anna.” Slightly puzzled I looked back and noticed the daft grin on his face when a head popped up from beneath the table and called back “See you L, have fun girl!” it was Lorna’s dance partner from earlier who then looked right at me and a huge grin spread across her face. Just as she disappeared beneath the table she shouted: “About time too!” Completely puzzled, I followed Lorna; we quickly grabbed our coats from the cloakroom, and then went out through an emergency exit and into the cold night air. We passed through a yard gate and then less than ten steps later we were walking into a small park. Her pace barely slackened and I imagine if I had been much shorter I might have had to trot to keep up with her. The moon was high, full and bright and I could see she was leading me to a children’s playground. She led me to the swings and quickly sat me down. Within a moment she had straddled my lap, wrapped her arms around me, and I felt her tongue slide across my lips. Sliding my hands across her back, I returned the kiss. The kiss started slow and soft but gradually built in intensity, tongues sliding in and out of each other’s mouths and over and over each other. She pulled my t-shirt out of my jeans and pushed her hands inside my waistband, digging her nails into the flesh of my cheeks. I flexed my legs involuntarily and started us swinging. I moved my hands down and up under skirt as I felt the hard metal of her nipple piercing rub across my own nipple. Sliding my fingers into the legs of her knickers, I squeezed her cheeks, gaining a low moan from her. I could feel her dampness spreading from her crotch. Sliding my hands further, the tip of my finger reached her lips and pressed between them. Lorna groaned and shoved her hips backwards, sliding her wet pussy onto my finger. She pulled her hands out of the rear of my jeans and quickly moved them round the front to undo my belt. The top button quickly followed suit and she slipped a slender hand inside to wrap her fingers around my erect cock. She pulled on it hard, as her other hand lowered my zip, and she thrust her hips backwards to impale herself further onto my finger. Her juices were running into my palm as I slipped a second finger into her tight snatch. Lorna struggled to shove my jeans down, so, |
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