It wasn't long after that Alex turned up. She was wearing a figure hugging red dress, cut just above the knee and low cut enough to display some her ample cleavage. It hit me that she was in many way's different to Daisy. She was voluptuous, green eyed, red of hair and quite tall. She smiled shyly at me and walked over.
"Hey. You look amazing."
"Thanks." She blushed.
I waited for her to say I looked amazing too. But of course, women rarely return such a compliment.
"What do you want to drink?"
"Erm, a glass of white wine would be nice. I'm not fussy on what type."
I nodded and went and got the drinks, keeping an eye on Daisy and hoping she would stay away from both me and Alex. She seemed occupied on the dance floor, dancing with her friends.
I returned to find Alex in deep conversation with Phil and his girlfriend who's name I had now discovered was Joan. Joan was a brunette, plain but pretty with a large chest she liked to display like they were on sale.
Phil took a few steps towards me. "Mate, not only is she attractive with big tits, but she's actually a nice person. I'm totally confused."
"Oh really?" I said dryly, knowing what was coming.
"Yeah, what the fuck does she see in you?"
"Thanks mate." I patted his arm.
"No problem." He smiled. Then turning to Alex he said, "Alex was just telling me that she works in a bar."
"Really?" I asked. "Which one?"
"The Fly in the Loaf. On Hardman street. It's about ten minutes walk from here."
"You don't have to tell us where it is Alex. We're fucking hardcore. We're veterans. We know every bar and pub in the city." Phil interjected.
Joan raised her eyebrows, "Please excuse my boyfriend Alex. And yes, he is always like this."
"It's okay." Alex smiled politely and sipped her drink. "Though I've never seen you there."
"Yeah it's been a while." I said. "It's a nice place, but more importantly is sells Erdinger on draught. The beer of the god's."
"We do indeed." Her eyes met mine and she held the look for a moment, smiling. I smiled back.
An hour later and I was back on the dance floor, but this time I was with a different girl. A red. A single, beautiful girl who was close to me, holding her body to mine as we danced to the beat in the darkness. It had been a long time since I had been in this position and I still felt self conscious about it despite all the signals Alex was giving me. She couldn't have made it more obvious that she liked me if she had been carrying a banner with
'I really like Justin and I want him to screw me'
emblazoned upon it.
But I held back. I had already kissed the damned girl once. It had already happened. Yet now it seemed different. If I kissed her now it might lead to sex, love, a relationship, marriage, kids, sitting in a nursing home together, watching her die.
Suddenly Daisy was at my side. She leaned into my ear and shouted, "For fuck's sake, will you kiss that poor girl." Then as quickly as she had appeared, she disappeared.
I turned back to Alex who leaned in to speak. I took her by the chin and fuck it, I kissed her. She returned the kiss as 'Something Good' by the Utah Saints began to blast out of the speakers. The passion from last night was there again instantly. Our tongues danced now and my arms slipped around her, exploring her curves, feeling the warmth and softness of her against me.
Another song came on, a faster beat and we broke the kiss and resumed dancing. I felt eyes upon me in the darkness as I turned to my left I saw Daisy was leaning against a wall, holding a drink. staring across at me, her look impassive as 'Born Slippy' started thumping out the speakers to a cheers amongst the crowd of dancers. Our eyes met and she gave me a weak smile. I felt sorry for her in that moment, and almost a sense of guilt. But then she gave me a reluctant thumbs up and went back to her friends and Alex leaned forward to kiss me again and for the moment Daisy forgotten and I was in that kiss, that moment with Alex.
Alex and I sat on my couch sipping tea as any respectable British couple might do. It had been a good night and now it had come to and end. It was one a.m. and she had to be up for a family event in about six hours. She had agreed to stay in my place on my guarantee that there would be no sex. Her father was picking her up in the morning. I just had to hope he didn't come investigating too closely where his daughter had spent the night.
As we sat here, beginning to sober up a little, I couldn't help be regret that guarantee. Alex looked magnificent, her curvy figure bulging at the dress like an overfilled balloon.
We'd stopped talking for a moment. I'd made some sort of joke, and she was laughing, probably giving it more credit than it deserved. Our eyes met and she leant forward and kissed me. I put the cup of tea down as best I could as her tongue searched for mine. The kiss continued and I ended up leaning over her on the couch in the dimly lit room. My right hand held the back of her head, my left contemplating going for a grope but not getting out of the blocks yet. The kiss continued, passionately, our tongues entwining, I licked the top of her mouth and gently sucked on her lips. She came at me again, nibbling on my lips before thrusting her tongue back at me. Her hands began to roam. Her left, under my shirt to the skin of my lower back, her right to the front of my jeans where she began to rub my cock through the material with her open hand.
She was playing with fire, so fuck it, I went in with my left. Firstly I felt her left breast through her dress. That thing was ready to pop out. Unsatisfied and growing increasingly hot by the kissing and her rubbing of my cock, I swapped hands, holding her with my left and bringing my right down the length of her body. I reached the hem of her dress and gently grabbed the soft warm flesh of her thigh. Then I slowly raised my hand up, contemplating that I had the day previously rubbed Daisy's thigh on this very couch in much the same way.
There was no protest from Alex and I began to wonder how far this would go. I raised my hand slowly up her inner thigh, expecting her to resist, but instead she opened her legs, placing her left leg over the arm of the chair. My fingers found the soft material of her knickers and I began to rub gently, mirroring what she doing to me. To my surprise, whilst I was focused down there, I found she was in the process on unzipping my fly. She then slipped her hand in, grabbing hold of my hard cock in her grip and slowly but firmly beginning to jerk me off. This was getting hotter by the second. I slipped my hand inside her knickers and ran a finger gently over her pussy without inserting it. She sighed, and I probed her pussy with two fingers, eventually settling to fingering her with a frantic twiddling, twitching and thrusting. It didn't take long for her to cum and her whole body tensed up and she went like jelly for a few moments, not letting go of my cock, but not jerking it either.
Alex came back to and pulled me on top her of her. Before I realised what was going to happen, she grabbed my dick and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. I pushed it inside her, and there it was, my curse was finally broken. I was fucking a girl again like I'd never been away. A real, live girl and I wasn't even paying her. I don't think a pussy has ever felt so good before or since, after my unintentional pussy famine. My cock was like a hypersensitive recording tool. I could feel every part of her as I thrust in and out of her.
The kissing had stopped now and we just fucking. I pulled the front of her dress down to see those fantastic breasts she'd been hiding. I was greeted by the sight of large and firm milky white breasts that were good enough to spend a few hours playing with. They were tipped with large, pale nipples, now standing to attention. I massaged them with hands and gently traced around one nipple with my tongue, then gradually brought my tongue to the nipple itself before lightly sucking on it.
Occasionally we would pause to kiss some more, but then I'd get right back to the hard, frantic fucking. This was not meant to be a played out two hour romp. This was a quick passionate fuck. At least I hope that's what it was as I could feel myself building to explode already.
Alex continued to ride me until I could back no longer. "I'm going to cum." I said.
"It's okay, I'm on the pill." She replied.
So fuck it, with a few last thrusts I came inside her.
Panting, I climbed off her and sat next to her, putting my arm around her. She leaned in to kiss me. Then said, "That wasn't supposed to happen."
"No. But I'm glad it did."
She smiled, a sweet, warm smile, "Me too. But now we really have to go to sleep."
The next morning, still in the darkness of a closed curtained room, I woke up desperately needing to pee. I was faintly aware of another body in my bed as I got up and went to the toilet in the faint light. When I came back I put my arm around the waist of the warm body next to me and snuggled into her. I was just falling back to sleep again when I realised something wasn't right. I recognised the scent of the girl and it was not the scent of Alex. But the confusing thing is that she was wearing the same football top that I'd given Alex that night. Then I recalled that Alex had left early and even that she'd kissed me on the cheek before leaving. That meant that afterwards, Daisy had come in to my room, put on the same top that Alex has slept in, and slipped into my bed. That was some weird shit. But also on some level, it was kind of hot. There was definitely something not right with this girl. But, as I was often saying to myself recently, 'fuck it'.
With my head still on the pillow, my eyes almost closed, I ran my right hand down a little lower to see what clothing she had on. I found she was wearing a pair of thong knickers, but nothing else down below. I continued explore down there, under the guise that I assumed it was Alex. Daisy, still sleepy, did not protest, even when I ran fingers over her pussy on the outside of her knickers.
I moved my hands up, under her, Alex's or my shirt depending on you point of view, and began to fondle her breasts. Daisy's breasts were certainly not as large as Alex's, but they were still more than a handful, soft and warm and I gave each one a good fondle, twisting each of her nipples lightly for a few minutes. Then I ran my hand up to her neck and gently squeezed her throat with my left hand as my hand moved down to her pussy. Fuck her, if she was going to play this game then I was going to play dumb. I slipped my good hand into her knickers, quick enough so that she might not realise what was happening until it happened. I ran two fingers down her slit, then without warning I gently but firmly pushed them inside her. She was hot and wet. She'd clearly been enjoying things so far.