The summer had arrived, and I decided to get away for a long weekend. I left work on the Thursday evening, and drove North to catch up with an old friend.
It was a long old drive, but passed without incident, and I was soon at my destination, relaxing over a drink or two.
The following day a few friends had come round to the house, and we’d all had a laugh – we even had a couple of water fights along with kite flying etc – all in all, a fun packed day.
For the evening, my friend decided to have everyone back to his house for a ‘gathering’ – all for fun, we all decided to get dressed up, so whilst we donned our Black Tie, the girls went home to get into their most glamorous and glitzy outfits.
Around 8ish, the girls all started arriving back at the house, and boy, had they all gone to town in getting dressed up!
Whilst we’d all got dressed up smart, it seems that the girls had decided to wear as little as they could to cover up themselves .. not a bad start to the evening!
However, as we sat down for dinner, I realised that everyone around the table, apart from two of us, were in couples. As such, I’d been ‘paired off’ with a girl called Sarah.
I’d known Sarah for a long time, and met her on several visits up here, so it wasn’t like a blind-date or anything.
However, every time I’d met Sarah, she’d been going out with someone, so I’d never even thought of her as ‘available’ and had never imagined anything more than being just passing acquaintances with her.
We got chatting at the meal, and there was a great deal more to her than I’d first thought; and tonight she was in the same mood as me; out for fun!
The comments started with Sarah’s boots; she was wearing some knee high, suede stiletto boots. I passed her a compliment about them (I’ve always had a soft spot for them) and her response was unexpected:
“I thought you might like them; I’ve been meaning to try them out, as I really want to wrap them around someone’s back.” She said simply, and matter-of-factly.
“I think I might just take you up on that offer later then” I said with a wink.
“Anytime you want” she replied “I’ve gone for the ‘quick access’ outfit tonight” she whispered.
I smiled trying to come to terms with the situation; a gorgeous girl being very forward with me.
“And what exactly is ‘quick access’ when it’s at home?” I whispered back, trying to be as subtle as possible with all the others around the table.
“Well, I’m wearing hold-ups, my g-string got left at home, and I’m so wet that whenever you feel like it I’ll be ready” Sarah whispered with a sexy wink.
“You’re not backwards in coming forwards, are you?” I said.
Sarah smiled “You don’t believe me, do you?”
Before I had a chance to answer, Sarah glanced around the table, and whilst no-one appeared to be looking, she took my right hand under the table, and spread her legs, guiding my hand between them. I felt the silky soft skin of her inner thighs, and then the warmth as I neared her crotch. As my fingers reached her pussy, I felt how smooth she was, and as my fingers slid between her lips, I felt the moisture lurking inside her. She was right, she was sodden, and my fingers slipped effortlessly into her. Sarah looked at me and bit her bottom lip.
“See; I wasn’t lying” she whispered “You and I are going to fuck each other’s brains out tonight”
I kept my fingers buried inside her, moving gently, as we all chatted after dinner, had some more wine, and a cigarette. As I chatted to others around the table, I felt Sarah’s hands close around my forearm, and her fingernails dig in slowly before feeling her quiver around my fingers. Her pussy tensed rhythmically and squeezed my fingers. A quick glance at her, and I knew she’d just climaxed, confirmed as I felt more of her wonderful juices flow around my fingers. However, I just carried on as if nothing had happened, and she kept twitching around me whilst she tried to hold a conversation with the chap next to her. She didn’t seem to mind, and made no attempt to pull my hand away.
We carried this in for a while, until it was decided that we’d all adjourn to the sitting room. We all filed out of the dining room, and Sarah and I left last.