Author: Budget-Wallaby

Dirty nightclub dancing [MF]

Another story from my naughtier past, this time on a night out in Newcastle, UK. Anyone familiar with NE UK will know exactly the sort of nightclub this story takes place in!

It was a fairly normal night out, our had split up a bit in this club (it was on several levels) and I found myself catching the eye of a girl across the dancefloor. 5’4″, great curves, straight blonde hair and full contoured make up. She was wearing a tiny dress, very short and lots of cleavage! In the chaos on the dancefloor I wasn’t sure if locking eyes had been accidental but a couple of minutes later we locked eyes again and we both understood.

I moved over to her and grinned, and immediately started dancing right up close to her. She loved this and turned round so I could grind on her curvy ass, pushing it into my crotch. I grabbed her waist with both hands and we enjoyed moving against each other. She finished her drink, tossing the bottle away and grabbed my hands with hers, moving them over herself – her waist, hips and thighs, then reaching behind she grabbed my ass and pulled me harder against her as I continued exploring her curves. I was loving this and I know she could feel it through my jeans! Read more »

A wedding and a work trip [FM]

I used to travel a lot for work, and one Friday night when I was 25 I found myself bored and alone in a hotel bar somewhere in the Midlands, tired and still in my jacket and shirt from a day of meetings. It was nearly midnight and there was a wedding party in one of the function rooms there so the bar was pretty full and I was enjoying people watching. I went up to get another drink and found myself next to a lady in her early 40s. She had brown eyes and blonde hair, clearly done up for the occasion and I’d already admired the way her short, low cut dress showed off her curves earlier in the night. I asked if she was enjoying the wedding and offered to buy her a drink. Read more »

The one that got away [MF]

I was at a house party a few years ago, far out in the countryside. I’d gone to the party hopeful of some fun but despite getting to know some great girls nothing really went anywhere. About 3am we’d finished the booze and got out some mattresses and things and just crashed in the lounge, and I was next to a different girl I’d not spoken to earlier.

I woke up the next morning very hungover but with my arm draped over her. I was just going to pull it away when I realised that she was holding my hand to get body. I felt her stir and gently squeezed her hand to see if she was awake, and she squeezed back. I considered my next move – after all, there were people sleeping all around us – when she squirmed back against me. I moved in to spoon her properly and she rubbed herself against my morning wood and sighed. I knew we were hoping somewhere now! Read more »