After the first time having my cock inside Beth, it was all I could think about. She was cute and horny, and knew how to suck a cock like a pro. It was getting me so horny that I was getting back into fucking Jane a bit more. I was always thinking of Beth though, the taste of her tongue in my mouth, or the feeling of sliding two fingers deep into her wet slit.
It was far from easy to find the time to do what Beth and I really wanted though. Thankfully, we had mobile phones, and although this was before camera phones were as common as they are now, we sent each other plenty of messages detailing all the dirty things we wanted to do to each other, and arranging any time we could get together.
We hung out in the same social circle, and lived close enough together that walking home in the same direction was always doable, just not exactly easy to do it alone. The first time we managed it, it was a dark and chilly night, and we'd left the pub only ten minutes after everyone else. I'd made a point about not wanting to chug almost a whole pint after drinking all night before that, so I was covered. Beth just wandered out to smoke as people were getting ready to leave, and made herself scarce until it was just the two of us.
All night we'd been pinging each other with texts. I'd tell her, "go to the bathroom, stick to fingers in your pussy, then lick them clean in front of me." She'd be on her feet in no time, and walk back with a swagger, sitting in my eye line, sucking her fingers that I could clearly see were already sticky.
From her, "can't see the line of your cock through your pants, adjust yourself and try and get hard." Of course, knowing what was running through her mind had me at semi hard anyway, but pulling my cock up a little made it twitch and swell, knowing she was enjoying the view. "That cock is gonna disappear down my throat when get out of here." And of course I'd then have to make myself scarce, using a pub toilet cubicle to stoke my thick cock while re-reading her messages. Squeezing as it throbbed and new messages came through, "I can feel the dampness in my panties, might go take them off."
Of course, that meant I knew she'd be heading to the bathroom herself, so I stuffed my cock back down, knowing it would still be throbbing and more than visible as I exited, but hoped to run into her. She was swaggering towards the facilities as I walked out, so I slowed down and as we passed her hand snaked out, fingertips grazing the thick meat hidden by my jeans. Hy hand slipped between her thighs, feeling the heat but aching to get a drop of her juices onto my fingers.
She moaned from just the fleeting pressure of my fingers, and I had to stop myself from grabbing her and pulling her in for a kiss.
With everyone else already on their way, it just left Beth and I, and the moment we were round the corner from the pub, we were kissing. Full, open mouth kisses, two tongues working against each other, lips sucking on tongues and teeth nibbling lips. Her hands were behind my neck, pulling me so close I was surprised my lips didn't bleed! I had one hand behind her head, hand already balled up into a fist, tugging slightly on her hair, loving every little gasp and whine that she breathed into my mouth.
Would that we could have just fucked each other senseless then and there, but there were too many people around. We reluctantly pulled apart, smiled, and she took my hand and we started the walk home. We knew the route, but had previously planned a detour. There was an industrial estate just off the beaten path, and it being the middle of the night, we figured we'd manage to find somewhere around there that would offer enough privacy for us to explore each others bodies.
