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1.

"If you ever tell anyone I 'll fucking kill you !"

It did n't seem to matter that I had Gary up against the wall by the shirt he could n't arrest laughing, his broad articulatio humeri were going up and down like he was going to have a seizure or something.

"OK, OK !"His laughing subsided into stifled belly laugh as I loosened my grip

"I 'm telling you.."

"Yeah, OK, OK. I would n't dare would I ? You 're my dependable mate."

I sat down again opposite him and buried my chief in my hands.

"What I do n't get is how ? Or, or why, but how ?"

"Well you 'd had a few had n't you ?

"Yeah but how, it 's not as if she ..."

"What, she what ?"

"Look, I now you did n't see her and God knows how unless you were more pissed than me but she was just ..."My conversation was just tailing off into unfinished condemnation at this point.

Gary looked on in curiosity and expectation at what I was going to say, like he was listening to some great orator about to impart the wisdom of Plato, mind you he always was one for a news report. I slumped back in the armchair as the telly flickered its meaninglessness in the corner.

How was I to recognise ? I mean, it should have been obvious, should n't it ?

2.

The Saint George was a normal pub, our local anaesthetic since we were minor of 15, always trying to convince the barman we were quondam than we looked.

"It 's just you mate, bloke look younger these twenty-four hour period. Just smell at fuzz, just kid ai n't they ?"

Harry had run the situation for XL yr and when he died it never seemed the like. Tank God for that, it was a flaming uncheerful hole of a lush and the day it reopened all the crumpet from international mile around came every Friday and Saturday night. And there WE were, Gary and Dean ; the Lone Texas Ranger and Clint Eastwood or whoever we decided to be on the night. Bloody snake pit we screwed some birds we 'd met at that place renamed The oasis and it certainly was that. A pleasance castle full of aphrodisiac women, wall to palisade fanny. Gary always went for the blondes but I was n't fussy, any hole was a destination as far as I was concerned. If she looked like a expert fuck all the amend and if she had big titmouse I was immediately drawn. I 'd always had this affair about hiss with big knockers, the bigger the near and The Oasis was n't shortsighted on that front. We 'd ply the female child with drink and then coax them back to our stead where we 'd have it away 'em and call them a cab afterwards. Gentlemen to the hold up ! One time we somehow managed to swap fowl in the middle of the night, God knows how but it made for an worry comparing conversation over breakfast in the morning.

It was our usual procedure, work all workweek, fuck all weekend and we were bloody thoroughly at it. But finally Saturday I could n't think my luck and I should n't take either. We 'd been chatting up these two missy from a hotel on the seafront a few miles away. They 'd come over because they were bored with the local anaesthetic nightlife and had heard our space was pretty good. Good ? It was fucking awesome ! Ten different lager on tap, brilliant peat bog, the urinals were actually mannequins where you pissed between their ramification. I mean, classy or what ? The disco was fucking vivid and there were seating booths where you could get a blow-job without anyone seeing. See what I mean ? Awesome ! But in conclusion Sabbatum it changed, lowest Saturday I saw HER. I dunno, it was sort of a double-take. I was coming out of the gents when I bumped school principal first into this, this, this GODDESS.

I was n't looking where I was going admittedly, in fact I was adjusting my cock for maximum jut result which for me was n't unmanageable and my cheek found itself shoved between what must consume been the cock-a-hoop knocker I have ever, ever seen.

"screw me !"I said before I 'd even looked up to see who was attached to these hit man that had attacked me.

"If you want"came the reply.

It sort of started at flooring level, the ho-hum but steady gaze that took in every ace inch of the busty beaut before me. There was the gold high-heeled strappy shoes, the nylon covered legs that seemed to shimmer and sparkle in the flashing lights from across the crowded but suddenly seemingly empty-bellied room, the disgraceful and amber clingy dress that hugged those sonsy hips, the enormous pinhead that perched tantalisingly on the top of the strapless bra that seemed to defy gravitation itself, but most of all the perfumed, beautifully made-up, coiffured and bouffanted visual modality that opened he deep cherry lips and said"I hope I did n't galvanise you ?"

I 'm not normally lost for words and I was n't now, except all I could rally was"Sorry, I was n't looking. Sorry."Jesus, not much of a chat-up telephone line was it ?

"Never mind, adjacent time handsome."She breezed past me into the loo and was gone.

Suddenly the noise of the disco returned and I snapped out of what seemed like a trance.

What the fuck or who the fuck was that ? My balls were suddenly on fire and my cock was straining like a rottweiler who 'd just seen a burglar. Oh my have it off Christ, who was that ? No way was I moving from this pip until she came out again. I found myself almost pacing, shuffling about until at final the door opened and she reappeared.

"You still here ? I must have made an impression."

I relaxed a niggling though still like a coiled spring in my pant and took a hazard.

"Ai n't seen you here before and I would have noticed you. I 'm James Byron Dean, and you are ?"

"Well you 're wide of yourself are n't you ?"she laughed, a form of 'he 's a tryer, I 'll give him that'kind of laugh.

"Sally. Nice to bump into you Dean. It 's my initiatory fourth dimension here so are you going to buy me a crapulence first ?"

Her eyes did n't move at all, they were fixed on mine as she stepped forward and grabbed my cock through the obvious tent bulge in my trousers.

"shit right"I said.

"I 'll be over there, waiting."

Her vocalisation was like silk, like cream, like melted milk chocolate being poured into your ears.

"I 'll have a large gin and gamboge to get me unstrain"and she glided towards one of the private seating areas.

I fumbled for my billfold and suddenly realised I 'd add up in my pants and it was running down my leg. What the shtup ? I paid for the drink making sure of the extra gin in Sally 's crank and nipped quickly to the bog to tidy up a bit. Thank God I 'd assume dark trousers tonight.

3.

OK, OK, chill out. Back to the bar, grab the drinks and over to the kiosk where I saw her. She was illuminated in a pin-spot of white lighter from a small table lamp opposite which made her hair glint and saltation as if it was on fire. Her centre were like emeralds, green and sparkle jewels set in her marble-like features. As I put the glasses on the table she crossed her branch towards me which made her torso swivel, her huge breasts jiggled with the motion and she could see I was transfixed by their sheer size.

"On the wrench tonight are you then ?"

"Always, you free ?"

Not much of a conversation but we both seemed to now where it was leading. I 'd barely wassail one-half my pint before she 'd finished her beverage. Three measure of Gordons gin and not a tilt.

"Another ?"

"Yes please"she winked.

What 's a gent to do, three Sir Thomas More touchstone of gin to relieve oneself sure and the mountain would be sealed I was indisputable. Just ten minutes later her helping hand was inside my zip pulling at my sodden underpants which did n't seem to faze her at all. I 'm no prude but she was trying to pull it off I 'm sure.

In the swarthiness that once was low-cal, I 'd moved that table lamp, crack freed my pecker from it 's normal resting office and had my hard and healthy hard-on in her warm fingers, pulling and tugging at it from the root to the knob. I 'm no slouch in the dick department, I can shoot a line a decent two handfuls and thick with it, but what happened succeeding nearly freaked me out.

Sally flicked her hair to one side of meat, licked her lips and swallowed my whole cock right to the balls. I could n't aid but heave and looking around I hoped that no-one had heard me.

sallying forth was sucking at my cock like a Dyson, her backtalk wrapped tight around my shaft slurping up and down and all the way down each sentence. It did n't take hanker until I felt my cum spurting out. It must have crashed against the back of her throat because as soon as I started she forced her heading right down as tough as she could. This beautifully bosomed goddess had just given me the best blow-job I 'd ever had and as her head lifted up from my lap I could see she was licking those reddish red lips with her tongue.

"Get me another drink will you babe and then you can take me home to yours."

A haphazard dick is not an easy matter to get back into your trouser from a seated position but once the old fella was safely tucked away I one-half walked, half stumbled to the bar.

Half an 60 minutes later the front door was closed behind us and I lead Sally to my room, pausing for both of us to use the bathroom on the landing. Me low gear of course, that gave me time to strip up a bit and splash a bit more deodorant about. I stripped off and climbed into the bed throwing off the dilute continental quilt ; well who wants to get sweaty under that ? A dyad of minutes passed and I thought to myself 'this is gon na be fucking amazing. This fowl is just fucking unlikely, Gary just wo n't fucking consider it when I tell him !'A few more minute went by and the anticipation was getting to me, my cock was standing to attention, venous blood vessel throbbing, knob bulging and precum seeping ; and there she was in the doorway.

It was like something from the Charles Herbert Best dark moving picture you 've ever seen. Those silk stocking were stockings, held up by six fatheaded brace on a black long-line gallus belt sorting of cincture affair and above that must possess been ten pounds of titty supported by a black strapless half-cup bra that held those monolithic mammaries pointing directly at me. She closed the door behind her and turned the key. The light from the bulb on the landing shone through the old-fashioned frost meth instrument panel barely illuminating the room and silhouetting Sally 's stacked frame from behind. Slowly her hands reached in straw man of her giant tit and unfastened the clasp in forepart releasing the most glorious good deal I 'd ever seen. Self-supporting and firm, her bosom were a wonder of nature with quite the handsome raise nipples I had ever laid my eyes on. Walking over to the chairman she deposited her clothes and reached inside her bag. Drawing out her hand I saw she was clutching a small flask and a condom. fountainhead, in for a cent ....

"I do like to earn surely I 'm fully relaxed before I let anyone be intimate me up the arse !"she whispered. This was gon na be the greatest night of my life, elephantine nipple and a bird who wants anal on a commencement date, Yuletide and birthday all at once. Sally took a long deep gulp from the flask and offered it to me. Hades why not, it tasted like a whisky cocktail and pretty smooth too.

4.

I 'm telling you, my shaft was fucking raging for 60 minutes, I must give birth fucked those tits until they were raw, I sucked those nipple and fucked those breast so hard my prick was actually in Sally 's rima oris as well. She sucked me dry more than than once and then came the final act, she pushed me down onto the bed, sucked me heavy again and rammed my cock up her hind end ! !

I could throw out in the dim Light she 'd pull her panties aside and as she rode me for what seemed ages my rooster was swallowed up by an bunghole that had a sloshed grip on my turncock, albeit now topped off with a condom, like naught I 've ever experienced.

Sally was bouncing up and down like a thing possessed, a real slut, a whore, the best and dirtiest fuck I 've ever known. She was squeezing and pulling at her tits, tugging the teat and forcing both into her tidal bore and heroic sass, all the meter begging"fill my ass with your cock, make love me, love my fanny, come in my arse, come in me you dirty fucker, come in Sally 's arse, come in my have sex arse ! !"

What 's a guy to do but what he 's told ?

My prick bucked and twitched and throbbed before loosing off spurts and spurts of semen, filling the condom gripped hard in quip 's arsehole.

She screamed with joy only to dampen her noises by stuffing both vast nipples into her rima oris and continued bouncing up and down on my cock.

the Nazarene, what a ride, what a nooky, what a girl !

Sally raised herself from her kneeling position, grabbed my slowly sinking outgrowth and without a Holy Scripture whipped off the condom and imbibe the substance, sucking it out of the sheath like succus from an ice-pole.

Stone me ! What a fucking slut she was ! But she was n't finished yet, oh no !

Lifting up her tits she slowly dribbled my seminal fluid onto them, rubbing over those mound of pleasure, right over the nipples and into the cleavage and leaning forward wrapped them around my now reawakening phallus for a plucky tit-fuck, all the piece sucking at my fat thickening as it thrust between those slippy pillows. Of course it did n't postulate long for me to fare again and Sally eagerly sucked up every last fall of ejaculate I could muster.

The night was drawing on and as Sally was putting on her wearing apparel and shoes I boldly asked"So about adjacent hebdomad then ?"

She turned those cherry red backtalk towards me and smiled."You never know who you 'll bump into. Maybe future week lover-boy."

My top dog was swimming with delight, my balls were empty-bellied and I was floating.

"I 'll see myself out, nite nite"and after blowing me a osculation she was gone, just like that.

What a night, what a bird, what a fuck ! Who 'd have ever believed it ?

Laying there I heard Gary in the bog, noisy bastard, could n't be quiet if he tried. He must have heard the whole thing and I bet his night was n't anything like mine.

5.

sunrise came and after a shower and a receive cuppa to my surprisal Gary walked in the back door.

"What you been doing out in the garden at this time of the good morning ?"I looked at him puzzled as Gary was n't really a nurseryman at any time. He struggles with which end of the spade to hold.

"Just got home match. After you pissed off I got off with one of the lady friend, been at it all night ! What a night I 've had, I tell you mate ..."

"Nah do n't talk shit, I heard you come in hold up night."

Gary shrugged and looked at me a bit throw. My reflection seemed to have him wondering what I was going on about.

"You came menage and went for a peeing, I heard you ! I 'd never mistake that torrent of a waterfall noise you make when you go to the bog, it 's manifest ! Only a …."

Gary 's expression had n't changed but mine had. No, surely not. Yeah it was dark, but not that dark. It could n't feature been ...

And so we sat opposite each former, me incredulous, him with his berm, those bloody, flaming shoulders of his. tosser !

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