For Laura.
Hi, Rosie Webster here again with more sexploits from Coronation Street.
Jason was always working these days. When we did get time together, he was always to tired or any sex was over very quickly and he was soon snoring his head off.
My sex partner was either the vibrator or my fingers, I needed sex, I did not care if it were a man or woman, I just needed a good fuck.
I had finished a photo shoot in Birmingham, with a new photographer. He was quite cute, but as seems normal was very gay. The shoot was for a catalogue, usual bra and panties sets. Not very exciting, but the pays is not bad and it gets my face and more importantly, body, out there.
I was only lounging about the house, doing nothing in particular when I fancied a drink. I am not a regular lunchtime drinker, but really craved a glass of wine.
I pulled on a top, pair of jeans and flip flops and walked across the road to The Rovers.
It was quiet, only a couple of regulars enjoying a pint and a game of darts.
Behind the bar was Tina McIntyre. Tina is a very attractive girl, about my age, with a body to die for. While I am curvaceous, she is slim, but with everything in proportion.
We have had our moments, the most memorable being Jason's birthday party, when myself and three of his ex's, including Tina, had given him the time of his life. Included in that sex filled afternoon, was a little girl on girl action between Tina and I, which we said we would repeat, but never did. Perhaps now was the time.
"Hi Rosie" said Tina, flashing a big radiant smile, "glass of Dry White?"
"Make it a large one, will you, I need it." I replied, returning the smile.
I took a good chug of the wine and said to Tina "quiet today, you on your own?"
"Yeh, Stella is off with her bloke for a couple of days, Steve is on "Streetcars" switch and Eva, god knows where she is."
Stella was the new manager of The Rovers, quite an attractive middle aged woman, I had her on my radar. Eva was her daughter, again about my age and a looker, she definitely was on my list.
"What time do you get off?" I enquired,
"At 3, though I am back tonight at 9, on my own and locking up. Steve is having to drive the cabs. Still he is paying me extra, so I don't mind."
My dirty mind started to click into action. If Tina was on her own after closing, perhaps we could get together to renew our mutual needs.
"I may be in tonight, perhaps we could have a drink after all the punters have gone, kind of lock in, just the two of us, a bit of girly fun perhaps?" I said in a really sexy way.
Tina thought for a while then said ,"God, I haven't had any fun since Graham left with that Chinese bitch, your on Rosie."
We spent the next hour and a few glasses of wine, talking general girlie things. At 3 Steve arrived to relieve Tina.
I went to the toilet for a pee. When I came out of the cubicle, Tina was standing there. She came over to me, put her arms around my neck and planted her lips onto mine.
"Until tonight then." she said and turned and left the ladies room.
At about 10 o'clock, I walked into the bar. There were only two people in, both old codgers with half pints of Newton & Ridley bitter. They would not be there long.
Tina was behind the bar and looked stunning. She had her hair up, and wore a bright pink Tee shirt, with skin tight black pants that clung to her shapely legs.
"Oh my god, you look absolutely stunning." I exclaimed, my panties moistening at just the thought of having sex with the vision that stood behind the bar.
"You scrub up, quite well yourself." she replied, as she cast her eyes over me. I was wearing a red top with blue jeans and killer heels. I had applied a bright red lip gloss, that I was visualising smeared over Tina's nipples.
The two old guys, frustratingly had another beer, as Tina and I, drank our wine and seethed with lust as we played footsie behind the bar screen and my hand was weaving circles up and down her arm, sometimes skirting over the swell of her breast.
Finally customers left and Tina swiftly locked the door, leaving us alone in the pub.
"I thought they would...." was as far as I got before Tina's tongue was half way down my throat. Her hands all over my backside as we squashed our breasts together in a passionate embrace.
Finally coming up for air, I said "I think we are in for a special evening, if that is the intro." before pulling Tina to me again for another kiss.
As we kissed I slipped my hand inside her pants. They were so tight I could hardly get in, the elastic cutting into my wrist, but eventually I managed to slide down and inside of what felt like a tiny G string or thong.
To my surprise I encountered no hair, she was smooth down there. My fingers found her wetness and were soon at work.
This served to intensify the kisses as we dropped together onto the bar room floor.
Her hand was under my shirt as she pushed up my bra and was tweaking my nipples as my fingers worked her pussy. We came together. A long and very satisfying orgasm.
I withdrew my hand from her pants and offered the sticky cum coated fingers to her. She hungrily took them between her lips and sucked off her own pussy juice. We were definitely going to have a great evening.
We were laying on the floor of the pub, where for 12 hours customers had walked, spilt beer and dropped crisps, nuts and god knows what else.
"We ought to find somewhere more comfy" she suggested. "Come on we can get down and dirty on the sofa in the back."
In the back parlour we watched as the other stripped, each garment being removed in turn, until we were both naked.
I had forgotten what a perfect body Tina had. Full breasts, the nipples strong and proud out of quite large aureoles. The stomach flat, the legs long and shapely and at the junction of her thighs, a perfect vagina, the pubic region devoid of hair, smooth and oh so desirable.
We fell onto the sofa, Tina underneath me. As we kissed her hands were trailing up and down my spine, caressing my backside and then repeating over and over again. It was divine.
She reached over and took a good slug from the wine bottle. Laying down naked on a sofa is not the best position to drink from a bottle and she spilled quite a bit, the liquid dribbling down her chin and into the valley between her breasts.
I stuck out my tongue and began to lap up the wine from her throat and breasts. She then took the bottle and poured even more onto her body, inviting me to drink it down, to which I eagerly complied.
Most of the wine ended up on the sofa as we squirmed around to consumed in our passion to notice. Our bodies becoming stickier with the combination of wine and the juices emitting from our pussies as fingers, tongues and in one instance toes continued their erotic work.
Then suddenly Tina stood and taking my hand said, " come on we have to clean ourselves up." She led me up the stairs.
In the bathroom the shower was running and we were instantly below the hot jets of water cascading down on our bodies. Bodies that were crushed together in a tight embrace, breast to breast, the nipples rubbing frantically against the other. Legs positioned so that our pussies could meet as we ground our most intimate parts together.
I then began to kiss Tina's breasts. Taking the hard nub's of her nipples between my lips before flicking my tongue around them and nipping them gently between my teeth. My hand was between her legs slowly rubbing her pussy as the shower jets continued to rain down.
My lips and tongue continued their journey southward. Across Tina's incredibly flat stomach and down across the shaven pubic area, as smooth as silk, before finding her slit and lashing my tongue around the soft outer lips.
