I went out last night, not just for a quick Drink either. Dinner n drinks with a group of friends at a local eaterie. Drinks, food, drinks, drinks and a few more drinks later on, just for good measure. There was 8 of us and the two couples - half our group went home - to do couply things like sleep and argue over who squeezed the toothpaste tube the wrong way. Maybe some awesome decibel defying sex as well. Maybe the couples are super kinky -do they spank? BDSM ? I digress slightly just I don't ever really imagine these four people having sex. Hmm well they did leave at the same time, maybe shared a taxi - goddamit if they were all having sex without me I will be very upset - would loved to have watched them in fact. Sorry, my mind is random and dirty today.

So, 4 down, 4 left. I was in high spirits by this stage and we were all having a very dirty chat (which in a noisy late night bar probably meant we were shouting about sex) . One conversation was talking about what we thought of when we wanked and played with ourselves (which everyone I know must do) when James said he had actually thought about me being spanked by him only this week.

Pregnant pause

After that, with me feeling a little bit moist with anticipation the conversation really started to open up - Susie and Mark both single - admitted what we all secretly knew - they were occasional 'booty calls' - me mentioning some girl on girl fun I recently had (they seemed to not know - though of course know I like boys and girls - ) Drunken chat gets me a little horny. Drunken sexy chat makes me very horny. Drunken sexy chat with James who I have always thought of as great potential fuckbuddy material who wanted to do rude and naughty things with me had now saturated my little white cotton panties.

Now it was late, if sex was to happen before people slept it was to be soon and as expected Mark and Susie left to probably fuck each others brains out before daybreak. James and I chatted whilst we finished our drinks. Now was not the time to be subtle so when James invited me back to his place, for a final drink, I really didn't need to see the glint in his eye - this was an invitation to live out his wanking fantasy and I wanted to do it. Now.

We walked the 25 minutes walk back to James place in about 15. It was a little cold and we were in a little bit of a hurry. As my legs are shorter I walk a little slower so every so often J would give my bum a little smack to gee me on.

On entering his flat he slammed the door shut and threw me against the wall. One of his legs went inbetween my legs and he moved up hard against me. Hard he was too and I was loving it. He then planted his lips on my face and we almost sucked each others faces in the fun and sloppy, desperate and impatient way drunken snogs can be.

I wrenched him away by pushing him back a little put my index and fore finger to his mouth in a 'shhh' sign and unzipped him. His cock was hard and he was not arguing with the speed at which we were moving from 1st to 3rd base. I took his hard cock in my right hand like a relay baton and walked the erection into his sitting room.

Seeing his sofa I sat on it and took him in my mouth. I do quite enjoy sucking cock and this time was no different. I quite like to squeeze a guys testicles gently as I roll my tongue around the head of his penis (am sure there are some very technical words - sorry I don't know them) I furiously masturbated his cock whilst sucking and licking him (sorry - whatever they do in porn, my little mouth areas are not designed for deep throat - and James is quite a big boy) .

I took a breather to tell him to pull my hair whilst I was sucking, which he did, practically throwing my head against his groin pulling the follicles from my head. My already damp knickers were now soaking and I continued felating him more furiously until he came, which is always a shock however many times you give head.

He now knew it was my 'turn' and dragged me by the hair to bend me over the sofa. He put his hand into my jeans and found my pants and pulled them up causing a little wedgie. He told me to 'shut up' and raised his hand. I braced in anticipation as his hand came crashing down on my right buttock. Again. Again. Again.

'Don't ignore my left buttock' I requested. Back came 'Shut up and say thank you' as he spanked my right buttock harder. He then told me to take off my jeans (and boots) as I stood there in my sodden panties half hitched up my arse and pussy.

.... to be continued later - xx