A night Not To Remember ... ..

1.

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

It did n't appear to weigh that I had Gary up against the wall by the shirt he could n't stop laughing, his broad shoulders were going up and down like he was going to have a gaining control or something.

"OK, OK !"His laughing subsided into stifled guffaws as I loosened my hairgrip

"I 'm telling you.."

"Yeah, OK, OK. I would n't presume would I ? You 're my best mate."

I sat down again paired him and buried my capitulum 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 ?"

"flavor, I know 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 bare sentences at this point.

Gary looked on in wonder and expectation at what I was going to say, like he was listening to some great rhetorician about to convey the wisdom of Plato, brain you he always was one for a write up. I slumped back in the armchair as the telly flickered its nonsensicality in the corner.

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

2.

The George I was a pattern pub, our topical anesthetic since we were kids of 15, always trying to convince the barman we were aged than we looked.

"It 's just you mate, blighter look younger these days. just now looking at at coppers, just Thomas Kid ai n't they ?"

Harry had run the office for forty years and when he died it never seemed the like. Thank God for that, it was a bloody depressing hole of a soaker and the day it reopened all the crumpet from miles around came every Fri and Sat night. And there WE were, Gary and doyen ; the Lone Ranger and Clint Eastwood or whoever we decided to be on the Night. Bloody Scheol we screwed some birds we 'd met at that place renamed The oasis and it certainly was that. A pleasure palace full of sexy adult female, wall to fence posterior. Gary always went for the blondes but I was n't fussy, any hole was a goal as far as I was concerned. If she looked like a commodity piece of ass all the better and if she had big tits I was immediately drawn. I 'd always had this thing about raspberry with big titty, the magnanimous the punter and The Oasis was n't forgetful on that social movement. We 'd ply the young woman with swallow and then blarney them back to our place where we 'd have it off 'em and bid them a cab afterwards. Gentlemen to the last ! One time we somehow managed to swap shuttlecock in the middle of the night, God knows how but it made for an interesting comparison conversation over breakfast in the morning.

It was our usual procedure, work all week, fuck all weekend and we were damn good at it. But last Sabbatum I could n't conceive my portion and I should n't accept either. We 'd been chatting up these two fille from a hotel on the seafront a few miles away. They 'd come over because they were bored with the local nightlife and had heard our position was pretty good. Good ? It was fucking awesome ! Ten different laager on tap, brilliant bogs, the urinals were actually mannequins where you pissed between their legs. I mean, classy or what ? The disco was fucking brilliant and there were seating cubicle where you could get a blow-job without anyone seeing. See what I mean ? Awesome ! But lowest Saturday it changed, stopping point Sat I saw HER. I dunno, it was sort of a double-take. I was coming out of the blighter when I bumped head first into this, this, this GODDESS.

I was n't looking where I was going admittedly, in fact I was adjusting my tool for utmost bulge effect which for me was n't difficult and my face found itself shoved between what must cause been the self-aggrandizing tits I have ever, ever seen.

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

"If you want"came the reply.

It sorting of started at flooring layer, the slow but stabilize regard that took in every single inch of the busty beauty before me. There was the gold high-heeled strappy place, the nylon covered legs that seemed to shimmer and sparkle in the flashing lights from across the crowded but suddenly seemingly hollow room, the black and gold clingy frock that hugged those well-endowed articulatio coxae, the enormous bosom 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, set and bouffanted imaginativeness that opened her deep cerise lips and said"I hope I did n't startle you ?"

I 'm not normally lost for words and I was n't now, except all I could muster was"Sorry, I was n't looking. Sorry."Savior, not a good deal of a chat-up line was it ?

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

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

What the fuck or who the shtup was that ? My orb were suddenly on fire and my shaft was straining like a rottweiler who 'd just seen a burglar. Oh my fucking Redeemer, who was that ? No way was I moving from this patch until she came out again. I found myself almost pacing, shuffling about until at last the door opened and she reappeared.

"You still here ? I must take in made an impression."

I relaxed a little though still like a coiled spring in my trouser and took a chance.

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

"well you 're full of yourself are n't you ?"she laughed, a sort of 'he 's a tryer, I 'll hold him that'kind of laugh.

"quip. Nice to demote into you Dean. It 's my start time here so are you going to buy me a beverage first ?"

Her oculus 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.

"Damn right"I said.

"I 'll be over there, waiting."

Her voice was like silk, like cream, like melted Milk chocolate being poured into your ears.

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

I fumbled for my wallet and suddenly realised I 'd come in my gasp and it was running down my leg. What the piece of ass ? I paid for the crapulence making sure as shooting of the extra gin in Sally 's field glass and nipped quickly to the bog to tidy up a bit. Thank God I 'd worn iniquity trouser tonight.

3.

OK, OK, shiver out. Back to the bar, snaffle the drinks and over to the booth where I saw her. She was illuminated in a pin-spot of Elwyn Brooks White luminance from a small table lamp inverse which made her hairsbreadth flicker and saltation as if it was on fire. Her middle were wish emeralds, green and sparkling jewels set in her marble-like features. As I put the shabu on the board she crossed her legs towards me which made her organic structure swivel, her huge breasts jiggled with the motion and she could see I was transfixed by their sheer size.

"On the pull 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 drunk one-half my pint before she 'd finished her crapulence. Three measuring rod of Gordons gin and not a wobble.

"Another ?"

"Yes please"she winked.

What 's a bloke to do, three Sir Thomas More measures of gin to make sure as shooting and the deal would be sealed I was sure as shooting. Just ten instant 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 darkness that once was light, I 'd moved that mesa lamp, wisecrack freed my pecker from it 's normal resting spot and had my toilsome and sizeable erection in her warm fingers, pulling and tugging at it from the root to the knob. I 'm no slouch in the cock department, I can boast a enough two handfuls and thick with it, but what happened adjacent nearly freaked me out.

wisecrack flicked her whisker to one side of meat, licked her lip and swallowed my all cock right wing to the balls. I could n't assist but heave and looking around I hoped that no-one had heard me.

sally was sucking at my cock like a Dyson, her lips wrapped tight around my shaft slurping up and down and all the way down each time. It did n't take farseeing until I felt my come spurting out. It must have crashed against the binding of her throat because as soon as I started she forced her school principal right down as surd as she could. This beautifully squeeze goddess had just given me the near blow-job I 'd ever had and as her head lifted up from my lap I could see she was licking those blood-red red backtalk with her tongue.

"Get me another deglutition will you babe and then you can convey me house to yours."

A muddy dick is not an easy thing to get back into your trouser from a sit down position but once the old fellow was safely tucked away I half walked, half stumbled to the bar.

Half an 60 minutes later the straw man threshold was closed behind us and I lead Sally to my room, pausing for both of us to use the privy on the landing. Me 1st of course of study, that gave me sentence to houseclean up a bit and splash a bit more deodourant about. I stripped off and climbed into the bed throwing off the thin duvet ; well who wants to get sweaty under that ? A couple of second passed and I thought to myself 'this is gon na be fucking amazing. This shuttle is just fucking unconvincing, Gary just wo n't fucking consider it when I tell him !'A few Thomas More bit went by and the anticipation was getting to me, my cock was standing to attending, vena throbbing, knob bulging and precum seeping ; and there she was in the doorway.

It was like something from the best bluish picture show you 've ever seen. Those rayons were stockings, held up by six deep suspenders on a fatal long-line gallus belt sorting of girdle matter and above that must have been ten Sudanese pound of teat supported by a total darkness strapless half-cup bra that held those massive mammaries pointing directly at me. She closed the room access behind her and turned the key. The light from the medulla oblongata on the landing shone through the outmoded frosted glass panels barely illuminating the room and silhouetting Sally 's curvaceous frame from behind. Slowly her hands reached in front of her giant boobs and unfastened the clasp in front releasing the most glorious sight I 'd ever seen. Self-supporting and firm, her tits were a wonder of nature with quite the biggest raise nipples I had ever laid my oculus on. Walking over to the death chair she deposited her clothes and reached inside her bag. Drawing out her handwriting I saw she was clutching a small flask and a condom. well, in for a penny ....

"I do like to make sure I 'm fully relaxed before I let anyone fuck me up the ass !"she whispered. This was gon na be the greatest night of my life, giant star tits and a raspberry who wants anal retentive on a starting time escort, Yuletide and birthday all at once. wisecrack took a hanker cryptical swig from the flask and offered it to me. netherworld why not, it tasted like a whiskey cocktail and pretty quiet too.

4.

I 'm telling you, my shaft was fucking raging for hour, I must have fucked those knocker until they were raw, I sucked those nipples and fucked those boobs so hard my cock was actually in Sally 's sass as well. She sucked me dry more than once and then came the final exam act, she pushed me down onto the bed, sucked me hard again and ram down my stopcock up her arse ! !

I could cause out in the dim spark she 'd pulled her panties aside and as she rode me for what seemed ages my cock was swallowed up by an arse that had a tight grasp on my dick, albeit now topped off with a rubber, like cypher I 've ever experienced.

quip was bouncing up and down like a thing possessed, a real slut, a whore, the expert and lousy nookie I 've ever known. She was squeezing and pulling at her tit, tugging the nipples and forcing both into her eager and desperate mouth, all the prison term begging"filling my asshole with your cock, bed me, fuck my arse, come in my arse, make out in me you dirty fucker, come in Sally 's hind end, come in my fucking tail end ! !"

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 cum, filling the condom gripped hard in wisecrack 's arsehole.

She screamed with delight only to dampen her interference by stuffing both huge tit into her mouth and continued bouncing up and down on my cock.

the Nazarene, what a ride, what a fuck, what a missy !

Sally raised herself from her kneeling position, grabbed my slowly sinking process and without a word whipped off the safe and drank the subject, sucking it out of the case like juice from an ice-pole.

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

Lifting up her tits she slowly dribbled my semen onto them, rubbing over those mounds of delight, right over the pap and into the segmentation and leaning forward wrapped them around my now reawakening phallus for a spirited tit-fuck, all the while sucking at my fat knob as it thrust between those tricky pillows. Of course it did n't acquire long for me to come again and Sally eagerly sucked up every last drop of come I could muster.

The night was drawing on and as quip was putting on her wearing apparel and shoes I boldly asked"So about next calendar week then ?"

She turned those blood-red red sassing towards me and smiled."You never know who you 'll bump into. Maybe following hebdomad lover-boy."

My head was swimming with pleasure, my balls were empty and I was floating.

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

What a night, what a razzing, what a piece of ass ! Who 'd induce ever believed it ?

Laying there I heard Gary in the bog, noisy bastard, could n't be calm if he tried. He must let heard the unanimous affair and I bet his Nox was n't anything like mine.

5.

Morning came and after a shower and a receive cuppa to my surprise Gary walked in the back room access.

"What you been doing out in the garden at this prison term of the morn ?"I looked at him puzzled as Gary was n't really a gardener at any fourth dimension. He struggles with which end of the coon to hold.

"Just got home married person. After you pissed off I got off with one of the girls, been at it all Nox ! What a Night I 've had, I tell you mate ..."

"Nah do n't talk diddley, I heard you come in cobbler's last night."

Gary shrugged and looked at me a bit lost. My expression seemed to induce him wondering what I was going on about.

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

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

And so we sat opposite each early, me incredulous, him with his shoulders, those fucking, all-fired shoulder joint of his. wanker !

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