[M26]et and old [F21]riend at the pub

A few years ago I (m26) had recently split from a long term gf, we had moved into a flat together and as a result of the split she had moved back to her folks and I was on my own. I had a few weekends out with mates to get over that and had people back to my flat for the ubiquitous recently single parties where I had rediscovered the joys of no strings sex, drink and drugs. I was just about over this and wanting to return to normal and thought I would spend an weekend back at the parents in a nearby town just to catch up and reground myself.

I drove to my old local, I had worked there though uni from 19 to 22 and knew all the regulars and older staff pretty well then and lo and behold, nothing had changed too much, some of the older guys had moved on but mostly same old faces same old stools. I bought a few drinks, they were happy I remembered their orders and good time was had by all. Just as I was heading home I noticed a girl I used to work with, she was a bit of a clichéd “little sister” to me when I worked as she was just 16 and a waitress in the restaurant, I had to defender her honour a few times with the drunks and kicked a few regulars out for the night for getting a bit inappropriate. I used to drive her home after her our shift and made sure she got home safe.

Right now, anyone who can tell where this is going, congratulations, you are probably right. I went over to say hi, I had only noticed her because she was getting a bit loud in the usual “woo hoo” way and she greeted me by flinging her arms round me and kissing me right on the lips, I was a bit surprised and she pulled back quickly in a very drunk embarrassed/apologetic way and went back in for a hug. She had recently turned 21 and I couldn’t believe it had been that long. I got her a drink at the bar and we got chatting there, she left uni in the summer and was now a biomedical lab tech at the local hospital, it all sounded very messy and responsible, and I couldn’t place the girl in front of me in a lab coat and rubber gloves.

She was tall, much taller than I last saw her, at least 5ft 10, legs up to god knows where and perfect hair and teeth, I didn’t know if it was her naturally or her bra but her breasts were almost knocking my pint over, if it had been a 3d movie, I’d have been ducking. Her top showed off these assets and her skirt was just short enough to cover her arse when she sat on the bar stool. She had certainly grown up, and she knew I knew. We were talking about the old day how I used to defend her honour and used to driver he home and it turned very quickly to her ex bf’s and how she was on tinder, and I told her I just got out of a pretty serious relationship. We kept talking for the rest of the night, her hand was brushing mine, I felt it on me knee a few times and her legs were crossed with her calf brushing my leg pretty consistently.

Last orders were called and when we looked for her friends they had left, they texted her earlier but she never noticed. Drunk on a Saturday night, her friends not answering their phones I said I would walk her home, I started to drive her partly because it was on my way home anyway and so we set of. It was a cold night and she took my and buried her head in my shoulder. We got to her door after a bit of effort, shoes going all over the place, me giving her a piggy back for a bit, but we got there and I walked her up the path as she looked for her keys, I shone my phone light in her bag to help her look which made her look up at me. She grabbed my collar and pulled her down to her lips, kissing me, we made out for a minute, and her hand grabbed my crotch, I was very obviously hard, and she looked at me in a way that almost made me blow right then. She said I couldn’t come in as her parents were home but she continued to kiss me and unzipped my jeans, her hand slid inside and started rubbing up and down my cock.

I pushed her back against her door, we were pretty sheltered there, her hedge shielded us from the road and I ran my hand up her inner thigh and found very little material, thin lace thong already starting to get wet, I slid her thong to the side and found a very wet, very bare pussy. She gasped as I brushed her clit with my finger. I parted her lips slightly and my finger slid right in, her knees gave way a little and I slid a second inside her. I was sober enough to realise this wasn’t a classy situation but drunk enough not to care, her hands had stopped playing with me and were round the back of my neck pulling me closer into her. I took me free hand and pinned them above her head, she was staring up at me with these huge round eyes, biting her lip as my fingers worked their way in and out. I was rubbing her clit with my thumb lightly and I could tell she wanted me, I was teasing her slightly. Finally she just said “fuck it”

She opened her door and dragged me inside, we had to stay downstairs and we ended up in the kitchen, she dropped her stuff and then dropped to her knees, I was backed up against the kitchen table when she started sucking my cock, long deep sucks, taking all of me, I’m not small, not porn huge, but big enough and pretty thick but she coped like a pro. Never breaking eye contact, I wouldn’t be able to stand it long and told her. She stood up and walked over to the fridge and poured herself a glass of wine, I declined and was starting to sober up. I was standing in her parent’s kitchen with my jeans round my ankles with my cock hard as an iron bar, I wanted to fuck her badly. She bent at the waist to her handbag, somehow without me realising she had slipped off her underwear, I could see everything and my cock was drooling almost as much as I was, she stood up and with her wine glass in one hand she held a condom in the other.

I was kissing her again as I unwrapped it, I motioned towards the living room but she wanted to stay where she was, as I was rolling the skin on, she bent over the table and reached back and guided me straight in. She was beyond tight, and so wet, I wouldn’t be able to last long, but the way she was rubbing her clit as I started to fuck her I knew she wouldn’t either. Her skirt up over her arse and her hands gripping the edges of the table she was moaning pretty loudly, it could definitely be heard upstairs, and that just made me even harder. I pulled her hair and head back and kissed her as I started taking long hard thrusts, she told me she was close and to really fuck her so I gripped her hips and went for it, my balls were slapping against her hand as she rubbed herself, she got louder and louder until nothing, she gasped air in and then nothing, her pussy was contracting round my cock and three strokes later I almost popped the condom I filled it so much.

We stayed like that for a minute or so just basking, before we heard a noise from upstairs, my trousers were up, condom still attached and I was pushed out the back door. I got a text in the morning from her saying her dad came down, took one look at the kitchen and just told her to scrub the table and don’t tell your mum, before he turned to leave. The next weekend I had my last party, but it had a very welcome guest and we got to continue the previous weekends fun in the comfort of my bed for the rest of the weekend.

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