Hi i'm Ryan and this is the start of a long story about an amazing English summer. I'll start from the beginning....
There was one reason I became a gymnast. Sarah Campbell. Blonde hair, piercing ice blue eyes and a smile that lit the room. I first met her in middle school during science class. I was so nervous I could barely talk to her for the first few weeks. She talked non stop mainly about gymnastics, eventually she asked if I was into any sports. I told her I was starting to get into diving which she thought was really cool. From then on we spoke about training and different flips and moves we were learning. One day she mentioned her gymnastics club was holding an open session and I should check it out.
Long story short, after attending that evening and seeing Sarah tumbling I was hooked. I switched diving for gymnastics and never looked back. Sarah flourished winning county, regional and some junior national competitions. I trained so hard just to keep in her league. We started dating throughout secondary school and had some pretty wild sex adventures in sixth form. Sarah blossomed into an absolute knock out. She was petite with pert breasts, a ample handful each and a peachy bum that looked insane in a leotard. Unfortunately we split just before university, she was going to Edinburgh whilst I went to Bath.
University was pretty wild, I continued doing gymnastics competing at national level. Sarah kept in touch and we met up at comps and hung out as friends. It was whilst competing I had a had a bad leg break. That was the end of my gymnastics career and I was heart broken. Finishing uni I went back home to work at the family solicitors, I was 21. Sarah stayed up in Scotland after university and although we text occasionally communication was strictly friendly.
On a warm Sunday afternoon I was in my local pub, meeting some old friends from the gymnastics club. Max was a 6ft mountain of muscle with brown curly hair and a heart of gold. He was loyal to a fault and constantly cracking jokes, a great wing man. John was short barely 5ft 5 but had the looks of Tom Hardy and the body of..... well Tom Hardy. We joked that with few extra inches he could work as a look a like. He had done a few butler in the buff gigs for hen dos whilst at uni to be fair.
I had kept my gymnast physique mostly intact. I still enjoyed regular gym sessions. I wasn't as supple but filled a shirt out nicely. Never struggled on dating apps or out clubbing put it that way.
The three of us were having some pints when in walked Sarah Campbell. Sun kissed skin, long wavy blonde hair wearing a sexy light blue summer dress. The dress perfectly hugged her pert C cup tits and flowed halfway down her shapely thighs revealing a pair of long toned legs. I felt my cock immediately harden at the sight. To top it off she was accompanied by two attractive girls both in summer dresses. Half the pub seemed to turn and stare as they entered. Max next to me actually choked on his drink.
Sarah scanned the room looking for seats when she saw me. Her eyes lit up and she bounced over to us "Hey you, I was just going to text you how are you."
"Hey" I said jumping up to give her a hug. I felt her warm tits press against my chest and placed my hand in the small of her back just above the swell of her bum.
"What are you doing down here" i stammered "I thought you lived in Edinburgh, don't you have a job interview tomorrow?"
She smiled "oh yer I decided it wasn't for me, I actually have one at old gymnastics club, they're looking for a new coach".
It turned out she had come down to visit her parents for a long weekend with two uni friends. The interview was an added bonus.
"This place is fucking rammed" said one of her friends. A beautiful red head, with pale alabaster skin, cute freckles on her nose and and cheeks. She had a big tits and a soft Edinburgh accent.
"Mind if we just squeeze In with yous guys" she winked a green eye.
Max and John practically jumped to give the girls space. Sarah introduced us all to each other as she knew the guys through gymnastics. The girls giggled when she introduced me.
"Not the famous Ryan" they both cried. The girls all burst out laughing. I guessed Sarah had told them of our wild sex adventures in 6th form. Sarah introduced the girls, Nikki was a pure pocket rocket. Roughly 4'10 with straight brown hair, large hazel eyes and plump pink cock sucker lips.
The conversion between the six of us flowed as easily as the drinks. Once sufficiently lubricated with a few shots there was definite flirting going on. I noticed Sarah was leaning closer into me. We were in a large booth with plenty of space but her whole left side was pushed up against me. Once or twice I felt her hand rest on my leg. My cock was stirring especially as I could smell her sweet flowery perfume and feel the warmth of her body. I had a perfect few down her dress of her amazing plump tits. Not huge but a good handful. I was remembering her pert little nipples and how she loved it when I licked and nibbled them.
With the guys going to the bar ordering rounds the seating order kept changing, eventually it settled down. We where all sitting in a semi circle with a round table. Holly and Max where getting cozy together and being very tactile. Nikki and John where deep in conversion about something. That left me and Sarah sort of on our own. Sarah's hand had taken residence on my leg and now slowly started caressing my inner thigh. Catching my gaze she began outlining my now considerable erection, smiling naughtily at me as she lightly traced her finger up the length and around the tip.
Beginning to squirm a little, I moved my own hand to her soft warm thigh. Sliding it slowly up under her dress to rest on her hot crotch. She squeezed her legs around my hand as I slowly started to rub her pussy. I could feel a damp patch forming on her nickers and heat radiating from her. The pub was getting loud now and the others where getting thoroughly warmed up. Holly was stroking max's arm on the table whilst twiddling her hair between her fingers. Nikki and John leaned into each other chatting like they were all on there own. She was listening to every word John said and subtly began stroking the tops of her tits.
I kept rubbing my finger up and down Sarah's thong clad pussy, feeling the moistness increase. Her breathing started to deepen and I was mesmerised by her tits as they started to rise and fall with her breathing. I leaned over and whispered in her ear.
"You wanna get out of here?"
She smiled at me, bit her lip and shook her head.
"Who's for another one" she called raising a glass "Ryan's round"
I whipped my hand away from her pussy and looked over at everyone. Sarah was giggling quietly as I got everyone's drink order. As I got up she joined me.
"I'll help him carry" she called back behind her.
The others didn't hear, they were already back in conversion.
As we got closer to the bar Sarah pulled my arm and guided me to the back of the pub. Telling me to wait by a door she slipped in. My cock was throbbing and now straining in my jeans. She opened the door and yanked me inside. It was a large stock cupboard. leaning past me she locked the door.
"I used to work here in 6th form." Sarah whispered in the dark.
Pushing me to the back of the cupboard I felt a box behind me and sat down. It was pitch black but I could feel Sarah as she mounted me.
Hands reached for my face in the dark and pulled me in for a kiss. It started as a peck then a deeper lingering song. Before long we were exploring each other months with our tongues. My hands rode up her supple legs under her dress. I groped her firm bum, squeezing and pulling her into me. Responding she started grinding on me, I could feel her hot wet pussy rubbing up and down my hard cock even threw jeans.
