An unusual end to my Friday night [MF]

I lurk on reddit, and I’m kind of in a relationship so this is a throwaway and I have regrets about what happened. It was unusual and not at all like me, so I feel like writing about it. The alcohol content was high, so some of the details are hazy for me.

This started on Friday night at a cheesy club night in London (if you are local then you might be able to guess where I’m talking about). The kind of place where the crowd is a bit older (I’m 30) and we “ironically” sing along and wallow in nostalgia. I very rarely go clubbing now but was with 3 male friends (and one of their wives), had had quite a lot to drink and was generally having a good time. The place was busy, we were up at the front and strutting our stuff. At one point we started dancing with a group of three girls, took a selfie with them and I jokingly called them our groupies.

A bit later, I was taking a breather upstairs next to a bar when one of the girls tapped me on the back and encouraged me to sit opposite her (in a kind of booth). She was tall and somewhat curvy, but like a lot of people at the club was dressing “ironically” in a pretty skimpy skirt and tight top, showing a lot of cleavage. She was also pretty wasted, but I established that the other girls were colleagues and it was a leaving party. At one point, and I’m not sure quite why, she pulled me in and we ended up passionately kissing, her tongue immediately down my throat. I was turned on, but also aware that I probably shouldn’t be doing this, that I hadn’t immediately been attracted to this girl, and that we would probably regret it when we sobered up. She was a good kisser and I think my hand was on her knee when she suddenly placed her own hand on mine and basically shoved it under her skirt. She steered me into her underwear and I ended up fingering her pussy (not hairy, shaved?), feeling her getting wet and her grinding on me. After this had been going on for I guess a few minutes, she was moaning in my ear and suddenly whispered that if I came back to hers I could fuck her “anyway I wanted”. I was pretty hard at this point, and I don’t think anyone has ever said anything like that to me. I’ve never had a one night stand and my sex life has been pretty vanilla. Obviously I wouldn’t be writing this if I had done the right thing and taken her back to her friends to look after her in her drunken state.

I made my excuses to my friends (one of whom was taking his wasted wife home anyway, damn those girls can’t handle their drink!) and got an uber with her (kinda bad I don’t know her name). There was a lot more kissing in the uber and she tried to unzip me, which I stopped as the driver would have been way too aware. We went to West London to a flat in a quite posh street and after some fiddling with keys we got in (I was supporting her as she wasn’t finding it that easy to walk). The first curveball was that her flatmate was sitting in the lounge watching TV. She was a bit mousy looking, a similar height but in better shape than my drunken friend. She was wearing shorts which showed off some nice legs and I remember she had one of those ankle tattoos that looks like a bracelet. We made some awkward small talk and we both drank some water, and there was definitely some eye rolling from the flatmate.

We got into her room and there was barely time for me to say “are you sure you want to do this?” before she had her top on the floor and my dick in her hands. She had large and great tits and I teased her nipples and kissed her chest as she took off my trousers and stroked my cock. I’ve only had a handful of blowjobs in my life and so it was pretty fucking exciting when she dropped to her knees and started kissing my dick, before pressing her lips over the tip and starting to move them over my foreskin and then my shaft. I was in the moment, and she was certainly not a beginner, moving her tongue up and down and looking me in the eye as she took me deeper. I sat back on the bed to finish removing my jeans/socks and she stumbled a bit as she removed her skirt and did a bit of a drunk striptease, revealing lacey underwear which she removed slowly, bending over and giving me a good look at her ass. I’m not really an ass guy, but something about the way she bent over and what she had said in the club made me think that anal play could be on the cards. We make out a bit more, she is rubbing against me and then starts sucking me off again, really going for it this time so that I’m trying to concentrate and last.

And that’s when the second curveball happens. She suddenly jumps up, saying she needs a bathroom, grabs her gown and heads out, leaving her door open onto the hall and me sitting right in front of it half naked. She then starts loudly vomiting, at which point I decide to cover myself up. I’m sobering up now, and am slightly calculating whether this puts an end to the fucking and what the hell am I doing there anyway. I decide I should help, so I reluctantly put my boxers and jeans back on (not easy with such an erection) and take her the water we had in the bedroom. I meet the flatmate in the hall, who is also going to check, which is even more awkward because she obviously knows what’s been happening She’s kneeling (in a different way to before :) ) and spewing into the toilet, and when we help her up we can basically both see her completely naked as she sits on the edge of the bath drinking water. I realise that is the end of the night for me, say something lame like “thanks, it was fun” and go back to grab my shoes.

Except it turns out it is not the end of the night. I’m in the lounge putting on my shoes when flatmate comes back to tell me the girl needs to sleep. I’m not sure how it starts, but she asks me flat out if I am frustrated I didn’t get to fuck. I mumble something surprised and affirmative when, with a strange grin she says “We’re not going to fuck, but if I give you a hand job I want you to cum on me.” This is the weirdest bit of a weird night. She sits me on the arm of the couch, takes out my still hard dick and wanks me off like a pro. I think at one point I try to kiss her and feel her ass, but she pushes me back and so I relax and moan in pleasure until I feel myself about to cum. She pulls me towards her one last time and I come. I’d like to say that she takes it on her face, but it was not under control and it goes on her chest (and I expect the couch needs a wipe). I’ve barely got time to pull my jeans up before she has opened the door and is smirking goodbye. I’m not about to forget what she says as I leave: “I wouldn’t bother calling my sister”.

(Sorry that was so long and probably not as porny as we’d all like, but I enjoyed sharing!)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/67bmdm/an_unusual_end_to_my_friday_night_mf