I was about 19 or 20 and was living in a flat in South London with a couple of mates. We had money enough to enjoy ourselves in the local night spots and frequented the local pubs on a regular basis.
Finding girls wasn't generally a problem and at least a couple of nights a week there would be rampant sounds of fucking coming from one bedroom or another. Whoever was unlucky on those particular nights would lie in bed masturbating furiously listening to the sounds of passion until we ended up creaming the sheets.
This story concerns one of my lucky nights. We'd all been down to the local boozer enjoying ourselves chatting up the local girls. I'd got chatting to a girl we hadn't seen before. She looked quite young with long straight light brown hair down to the middle of her back. This was an immediate turn on for me. She was wearing a thin blouse through which you could see glimpses of bra with lacy edges covering smallish mounds. She had a short, tight skirt which showed off ample amounts of creamy white thigh and from the back a nice round, firm arse.
As the evening wore on we were getting on fine. We'd been through the first touches phase and had progressed to a bit of trial hugging and squeezing. The bulge in the front of my trousers was beginning to get a bit obvious and to save my embarrassment in front of the crowd I pulled her closer to hide it.
Well there was no way she wouldn't have felt it as it rubbed up against her tummy. She pulled back for a brief moment and looked down as if wondering what it was. She grinned broadly and pulled me back close to her again.
"I guess you like my company, then." She said coolly. With that she placed her drink on the bar and moved her hand down across my stomach and slipped it between our bodies. I felt her fingers slide over the tip of my erect cock and slowly feel her way down to its base. It was all I could do to stop myself shooting my lot into my St Michael's and cover a look of shock on my face.
"Fancy coming back to mine?" I managed to gasp.
"No," she said "back to mine. My parents are out 'til late but I have to be there when they come back. You'll have to go later".
No second invitation was needed and we headed for the door, me bending forward slightly to attempt to hide my rock hard cock in the folds of my trousers.
Her place was no far but I pulled her up a short way from the pub and turned her around towards me. I pulled her close and bent down to kiss her. I felt her tongue push between my lips and I sucked it up into my mouth feverishly. At the same time our hands explored each other. I ran my hands over her back, through her luscious hair and down over her firm bum. Her hands were running all over my backside kick my prick back into life. I ground against her bending my knees slightly so that the length of my cock rubbed against her mound. She pushed back against it breathing deeply through her nose. "Oh god." She cried breaking away from our kiss. "Let's get back quick." I couldn't agree more.
We practically fell through her front door and onto the hallway floor. I kicked the door close behind me. Kissing and tonguing each other again I moved my hand up and started caressing her right breast through the material of her blouse and bra. At the same time I started unbuttoning her blouse with the other hand, supporting myself on my elbows. I pulled aside the material and started again on her tits.
They were small, as I'd thought, but felt very firm and her nipple was poking up through her bra like a small pebble. I pulled aside the top of her bra revealing her stiff, red button and immediately started to suck on it teasing it with the tip of my tongue. She arched back forcing more of that firm tit into my mouth.
She had already pulled my shirt out of my trousers and was now working on my belt. Soon she had my trousers down a little was and was reaching in to get at my cock. Suddenly I felt her small cool hand locate its target and wrap around my knob sliding up and down on the shaft.
