Florence and the coke machine

Before I begin, I wanted to link my previous encounter with this girl as it was pretty hot back in 2009.
Link can be found here; (If you can still see it)
[Florence and the wild machine](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/z4q7j/florence_and_the_wild_machine/)

My car was in need of a service back in February this year but being the kind of car it is, I needed a specialist. The guy to speak to is about an hour from me and if I was to leave the car with him, I was going to have to try and stay local. I put a shout out on Facebook and within an hour, a girl who I haven’t seen since she moved to Bristol, hit me up.
Kim is a sweet Welsh girl with a wicked sense of humour and a lovely temperament. I described her previously to have shoulder length dark brown hair, slim build and may or may not have mentioned her gorgeous big brown/green eyes. I thought of this as killing two birds with one stone…getting my car sorted and seeing an old friend. I couldn’t help it, I did wonder if after all this time something could happen between us and she had mentioned that night she’d be having her house warming party.

I arrived mega early and had to wait until she finished work. I took a stroll around some shops and had a play on a PS4 in a gaming store before making my way to her place. She hadn’t been back long and so I help her unpack her bags of shopping. We were straight back into our old ways, cracking jokes and reminiscing about great nights at the pub and parties in my home town.
I helped organise drinks and snacks for later, apparently we were expecting 8-10 guests, nothing crazy. I made a new friend with her dog and chilled out on the sofa for the afternoon. Kim got out of her work gear and changed into a blue spotty dress with a decent low neck line.

She had quite a cleavage now, she had actually put on a few pounds since we last saw each other. It looked good on her though, she had gone from a size 8-10 perhaps to a size 12. I liked it.
The first few folks arrived and up until about nine pm. We all ended up having a bit to drink through the night, most went home early’ish but in the end the night owls stayed. Someone, I forget who, mentioned coke. It had probably been almost five years since I touched that stuff, being that I needed to get up in the morning, I did think against it. But with a little persuasion from Kim, she had me keen.
Coke certainly isn’t what it used to be. It used to be pretty clean when and where I could get a hold of it, it felt pretty good and didn’t burn like it often does nowadays. I’m 30 something now and so the novelty certainly wears off. I’d prefer the old stuff any day.
The chap turned up with the bag and we all gathered around a big mirror and decided who’d cut it. I have the experience and so to keep things in order, I organised the deal. Doing this ensures no one gets greedy, not many people have enough self-control. We had drinks, tunes, drugs and company, anyone who has experienced this knows it’s a rare but welcomed feeling when the time comes.

I’ll cut to the chase. Coke, when applied to a female, often has some desirable effects and in the case of Kim, she was giving me some sly signals from across the room. I don’t think I was spending the night on the sofa here. The party eventually dwindled to the last couple and then they left in the early hours of the morning. Myself and Kim, still with a drink in hand, sat on the sofa together chatting. I got up and poured another rum, she motioned me to go over to her on my return.

I placed my glass gently on the coffee table and came over to her, I gave her my hand and pulled her up. I sat down and then pulled her towards me. Hitching her dress up, she took the hint and straddled me. Passionately we kissed and groped each other. I managed to slip a hand in her bra, I wanted to know just how these felt, now that she was a fuller figure. Her nipples were small but hardened and she loved the attention. She spread her knees a little wider and rub herself on my jeans. That was enough for me to make the next move. I reached around and flicked the bra open with one hand, through the gap in the back of the dress. She stopped me from going any further and I did wonder if I had gone too far…she wanted to move it to the bedroom.
She made a stop in the bathroom on the way and I went into her room. It was a cute space for a girl with a makeup table and clothes on well-made racks and shelves. She had a tidy room at least, I sat on the blue striped bed, not wanting to get into bed with her out of the room.

After what seemed like an age, she returned just wearing a small vest top with no bra and her black lacy underwear. Her breasts hung perfectly, they looked amazing. She asked me to get into bed, so whilst she got in, I got undressed.
She reached over and switched the small lamp off, once my eyes adjusted I could see more than enough as there were street lamps illuminating the room. She reached down and cupped my balls, kissing me as we got close. She didn’t waste any time in wriggling down to waist level, she flicked the covers back and put her lips around my cock.
I wasn’t too keen on her technique with her teeth at first but as she carried on it wasn’t too bad. She certainly had a more aggressive style than anyone I had been with before, ramming herself down on it like something you’d see on Pornhub or something. Don’t get me wrong, it’s probably amazing if they opened their throat but the head of my cock was just hitting the back of her mouth, rather than sliding.
I’m surprised I was actually still hard at this point, thankfully I hadn’t had much of the yayo and was just generally horny. Kim came up to kiss me, as she did I got my hands around her waist and wriggled her underwear off. She removed the vest top and I started to kiss her all over.

It was nice to explore her again, this time around she certainly had a bit more meat on the bones but it was all in proportion. After some light biting and kissing, she asked me if I had any objections going down on her.
I think she thought I was going to neglect that area, but I had no intention of doing that. I was going to take my time here. Slowly I worked my way down, kissing everything I could. She braced and I started as lightly as I could. Working around before going in on the part I imagine she wanted the most. She was incredibly small down there, I remember her being tight but perhaps I had forgotten just how tight a girl could be!
I got her so worked up even she begged me to come back up and give her what she had been waiting for. I was so thankful everything was still working, even whilst feeling the effects of the charley.
I pushed in the just the tip to get a gauge for how this would be for her, I gave her a little more before sliding in halfway. She let out a loud moan, louder than I expected but I carried on…I honestly thought she wouldn’t want much more just yet, but she pulled me in closer. I got as deep as possible and she really started making some noise.
Unperturbed I reached around and under her, cupping her ass with both hands, lifting her hips towards me. I held onto her and began softly with long strokes, eventually began pounding her. She enjoyed it even more as I spread her, relaxing herself and letting me have my way with her.

She was making a mess of the bed by this point, it was all over my hands, my balls…but actually at this point, quite a turn on. She felt amazing. It wasn’t long before she held in a deep breath and let it out in bursts whilst shuddering, thankfully her neighbours were in the flat above and through a considerably thick floor!
She enjoyed that sensation for a few moments before motioning me to lie on my back…I welcomed the rest if I’m honest. I was drunk and high but unfortunately this meant making me cum was going to be nigh on impossible. She didn’t seem to care at all about how much of her was on me, going at it like her life depended on it. If anything was going to work it was going to be this. I relaxed as much as I could and closed my eyes. Using her hands now I can only imagine that she had learned this from watching porn, or having done this quite a bit in the past. It started to feel amazing when she got sloppy with it, throwing caution to the wind and using a lot of spit.
I was getting close but it felt like it was taking a long time, I felt sorry for her by now, she was trying everything she could. Eventually I told her I was about to and she just went wild, making all sorts of noises as she tried to take the load. She did, and in no time was sat up wiping her mouth and chin. I honestly passed out, the whole building could have burnt down in the night and I would be none the wiser.

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