Butlins is a holiday camp we have here in Great Britain. It's kind of kitsch, they have entertainers called Redcoats who cater for the children and the families.
Its unusual for someone like me to be at a Butlins holiday camp. I was there with a group of male friends and having an awful time. It was all beer drinking, and football talk. I tended to walk off on my own. I went to a bar on the site where they were playing bingo. There was a girl Redcoat there running the game and calling out the numbers.
She was a typical holiday entertainer, bubbly and slightly irritating. She was a tiny bit overweight, about 5ft 4 and had died blonde curly hair with the roots showing. She wore the Butlins uniform, redcoat and red trousers and a white t-shirt stretched over her big fat tits. She was in many ways unremarkable except for the fact she was wearing terrific, black patent leather high-heeled shoes. They looked fantastic and dirty but with a completely impractical three and a half inch heel. She wobbled uneasily when she walked in them.
During in a break she came over and explained the rules of the game and how to play. She seemed to think it was funny that I was the only guy in a room of old ladies. I made her laugh with a few jokes. She had big brown eyes, and a pretty little mouth with badly applied crimson lipstick.
I played the last session of bingo and sat there whilst everyone left. The bar staff were still cleaning up so she came and sat with me. I couldn't take my eyes of those slutty shoes but when I did I found myself looking at her boobs. You could tell through the white t-shirt that she was wearing a bra too small for her big tits. I'm guessing she was an E cup size?
I was pleased to find I could still make her laugh, and she played with her hair letting me know that something could happen if I wanted it to. The bar staff left and we were alone. I leant in for a kiss; she parted her small mouth and my tongue found hers. We kissed quite slowly for while, she was nervous and I knew that I would be taking the initiative with this girl. She locked up the bar, so we were guaranteed privacy. This made my cock hard and stiff in my jeans. I realised whatever was going to happen, was going to happen right here in the bar. We kissed, standing up, her breasts up against me. I kissed her neck and ear. She was all artificial smell; her breath smelt of peppermint, her hair of shampoo, her neck of cheap perfume. She was a small town girl with little sophistication about her. I was going to get her to do my bidding, and I knew that soon, those high heels would be making me come.
I walked her to the bar and pushed her against it. We tongue kissed again and then I turned her round.
"Stick your arse out," I said.
She did so. I got close to her ear. "I'm not going to fuck you."
"You're not?" she replied. She was confused; she didn't know what was going on.
My hands went round to her front and I pulled down her trousers over her arse and down to her knees. She really did have a nice fat arse, lovely smooth skin, and a cheap tacky black thong running up her crack.
The thong made my cock throb. I usually like big sexy expensive knickers on woman. I find thongs a little obvious, but the sight of that thin flimsy nylon running between her gorgeous cheeks, made my balls ache.
I got down on my knees and played with her arse, pulled the cheeks aside wide and got in close so I could smell her. I breathed in deep and pulled away her thong so I could see her tight little arsehole.
I told her to pull her cheeks wide apart for me. She struggled; her legs were still constrained by her trousers around her knees. I got in close and touched her bum-hole with the tip of my tongue.
She gasped. She was shocked, so was I. We had barely kissed, I hadn't seen her pussy or her tits and here I was with my tongue teasing her anus.
"You've got a tight arsehole," I said, "Has anything been up it before?"
"Only my fingers," she said.
"More than one?"
"Yes, I've managed to get two fingers up there once, as far as the second knuckle."
I ran my tongue around her rim. My hands kneaded her soft white arse cheeks. Her hole started to twitch; I pushed my tongue inside, enjoying the smell of her. I took one hand away and got my cock out and started giving it some tugs as I tried to see how far I could get my tongue inside her. She was making little gasps. She was turned on but at the same time a little nervous and unsure. She needed to steady herself against the bar again with her hands because of her silly high heels. As I kept licking her arse, I thought about having those sexy shoes up over my shoulders whilst I pounded her on the floor. I knew I was going to keep my word though. I wasn't going to fuck this girl tonight. I'd do everything else instead
