So musta been about 10 years ago now, it’s London, midweek out with some friends at O’Neills… now I’m actually Irish so I dunno bonus points I guess? It’s loud, loadsa music blasting and it is packed. Not really a hanging with your friends chill night y’know… so I’m not really feeling it actually. Everyone is else has kinda splintered off so I’m just gonna get a drink and wait it out to catch them on the way out.
I’m at the bar and there’s this girl next to me, can’t quite remember who starting talking but I’m liking the look of her, dark hair/curvy and not hiding much and she’s digging me. It’s too fucking loud to even really talk so it’s not much of a conversation let’s be honest, and really after exchanging a few words we’re already tearing into each other. Yeah there’s definite chemistry, as she’s already biting my lips HARD and scratching me running her hands up my shirt. And I’m not going easy on her either, we’re being very clear about communicating what we both like, hard and rough. Now I’m always a respectful gentlemen and would never presume or go too far without consent… so she’s already got her hand down my trousers and gripping my now absolutely throbbing cock. I’ve got my hand up her skirt and I’m getting a real feel of how wet she is.