I was out on the piss with my sister and her friends one night in October. I hadn't had such an exciting life, the nerdy girl at school, never had a boyfriend before, never really had the time in between college and work, it had never really bothered me, you don't miss what you don't know.
I was on my second Vodka and coke when he walked in. I was 21, and I later found out he was 19, Mat Bridle, sexy as fuck!
He sauntered in and said hey to the group and sat down next to my sister, Emma, she gave me a sly wink.
"Mat this is my little sister, Lucy." She said. He turned to me and gave me half a smile. My breath caught in my chest.
"Hey sexy! How come I have never met you before?" He asked.
"Oh I live in Ireland, I came over yesterday for two weeks." I replied.
"I see, an Irish girl, huh?" he asked.
"No, I'm not Irish!" I stated, "I was born here, and I lived here until I was sixteen, so that makes me English."
"Yeah...yeah...whatever you say, do you want another drink, Irish?"
"Erm...yeah...okay." I answered.
He went up to the bar to get the drinks and my sister turned to me "He's cute isn't he! Do you like him?"
"Hell yeah, he is so sexy!" I answered. Just then I felt a hand on the bare skin of my back, I turned expecting to see Mat back next to me. Instead I was greeted by a guy who was old enough to be my granddad.
"Hey pretty young thing, where have you been hiding all my life?" he slurred.
"Well for the first 50 years I was just a twinkle in my daddy's eye" I said sarcastically.
"You wanna date a real man?" he leered.
"If by 'real' you mean 'old' then no. Besides my boyfriend wouldn't like that!" I said.
"I don't see no boyfriend." he said as he ran his hand up my thigh.
"That would be me nobjockey." Mat replied as he sat beside me, putting the drinks on the table, then wrapping his arm around me.
I breathed deep, partly because I was glad he came back when he did, but mostly because of the jolt of electricity that ran through my body when his hand made contact with my skin.
The old guy walked off looking for another girl to hit on.
"I have to go meet Martin," my sister said, "we will be back in about an hour." She headed for the door, turned back to me and mouthed "Have fun!"
I turned back to Mat, who still had his arm around me, "So how did you meet Emma?" I asked.
"I am much more interested in talking about you than your older sister." he said.
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Six vodka and cokes later he knew everything there was to know about me and I had gathered a little information about him. We moved to the bar and decided to do some shots. Three red after shocks later he was ready for a smoke.
I followed him outside and we walked a little way down the road. He lit up and offered me one. "I don't smoke." I said.
"So, Irish, are you glad you came out?" he asked.
"I'm not fucking Irish!" I said as I pushed him away softly, he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer and kissed me so passionately. I didn't realize how much I wanted him until that moment. I was hungry for his kiss, his touch. I had to go further.
"Let's go for a walk." he said.
We walked further round the village and ended up behind a supermarket. There was not a soul in sight. He threw his cigarette away and leaned down to kiss me again. He manoeuvred me backwards so I was up against a wall. His tongue was exploring my mouth and I was massaging his tongue with mine. His hands moved down my body and he groped my butt pushing his hardening dick closer to me making me shiver. His other hand moved underneath my shirt and he started twisting my nipple. He lifted my skirt a little and hooked his finger around my panties pulling them down. "I...have...never...before" I said between breaths. "Do you want to?" he asked as he kissed my neck. "Yes, I do." With that his hand moved to my pussy, he stroked his finger across my clit, making me moan in pleasure. He stroked faster and faster until I started shuddering then his hand moved further down and he pushed a finger up inside my cunt. I all but screamed as he hit my g-spot.
"Yeah, that's it make some noise for me." he whispered.
He continued finger fucking me as he sucked on my tongue. Too soon enough I couldn't take any more and my breathing became faster and shallower.
"Oh...my...god! I'm coming! Aaahhh!" I squealed.
"Mmmm you make me so fucking horny when you come." Mat said.
I could feel his dick as hard as a rock against the bottom of my stomach. I moved my hand down and started stroking it through his jeans. I turned us around so he was against the wall, I unzipped his jeans and pulled them down a little, pulling his boxers down at the same time. I looked him deep in the eyes and slowly sank down to my knees. I moved closer and licked the drop of pre cum off the end of his cock. It tasted like nothing I had ever tasted before, I was addicted to the taste immediately. I moved forward and took the head in my mouth, slowly moving further down the shaft.
