As I pulled on my new mini skirt I wondered to myself why I was getting so dressed up just to go to the local with my boyfriend. Two months of working until the early hours of the morning must have taken their toll on my social life and I now found myself taking any little opportunity to get my glad-rags on. But I felt good about the way I looked (for once), my stockings, suspenders and bursting cleavage were giving me kinky sort of confidence. As I walked down the stairs I could see by the look on Jon's face, I was definitely dressed to impress!
We sat together in a quiet corner of the pub; it was nice just to spend some time together. The crowd the same as always, students; leery rugby lads out on the pull, skint wasters drinking tap water, and blonde haired barbie freshers fluttering their eye lashes, but the beer was cheep so I shouldn't really complain. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a girl sat alone at the bar, she was pretty; long dark hair, big green eyes with an amazing figure, so it struck me as a little odd that she would be alone. When I looked up I saw her unashamedly staring at Jon. By this point I had had quite a bit to drink so was feeling a little feisty, to say the least. Obviously Jon was rather pleased with himself and wasted no time in telling me how lucky I was to have such a stud... no woman can keep their eyes off him... blah blah blah.
All I could do was to mutter something about stabbing the stupid little slut's eyes out and how she must be cold wearing nothing but a piece of string like the hussy she quite clearly was (she actually looked quite classy and I would have killed for a figure like hers) but he was right, I was a very lucky girl. I had no problem with her looking at him, if anything it was an incredible compliment and a bit of a turn on, but she could have least tried to hide her flirtatious smile and her wicked glare. However as the conversation turned to our imminent holiday I soon forgot all about the harlot at the bar.
As the pub began to empty I decided it would now be safe to go to the toilet without fear of standing in a week long queue. As I stood up I looked over to the bar to check on Jon's admirer but she was no where to be seen, good riddance! Just as I had predicted I had free reign of the toilet and chose the cubicle farthest from the door. Trust me to have a choice of five cubicles and pick the one with a broken lock, but I was bursting and the place was quiet enough. When I'd finished negotiating my stockings I turned round to flush the toilet and suddenly felt a cold hand creep up my skirt and gently squeeze my buttock. I smiled to myself, "Jon", I chastised, "we've been warned about this before, you can't just come to the ladies, you're a naughty boy", I giggled. The hand spanked my arse and made a satisfying slapping noise which was interrupted by a stranger's voice, "urm, my name's Lila, my hands might be quite large but I've never been mistaken for a man before". I spun round in shock to see the girl from the bar stood in front of me, flashing a cheeky grin and looking incredibly sexy. "Sorry about that but I just had to get my hands on your fantastic arse", her voice was so seductive, and I was absolutely speechless. I couldn't take my eyes off her; she was stunning face to face, much prettier than looking at her from across a crowded pub. Ironically I was ready to gouge her eyes out for staring; now it was me who needed a sharp slap.
She was taller than me with beautifully smooth long legs, toned tummy and big tits considering her frame. "Oh, I'm sorry for staring before but I just thought you looked really pretty and I was trying to tell whether you were sat with your boyfriend or if he was just your friend or bother or something", she sounded slightly embarrassed, which just made her look so cute. She motioned towards me and put her arm around my waist, I must have been behaving like a school girl; I was so taken aback I didn't know what to do. "Just relax", Lila whispered, she brought her head down to my ear "I'm just here for a bit of fun!" Feeling her breath so close to me made the hairs on the back of neck stand on end and I could feel my heart racing faster.
She leant in and gently kissed me slowly on the lips, then reached her hand to my head and pulled me into her. We kissed faster and harder, our tongues entwined. I began to feel the moisture building between my legs and hoped Lila wouldn't notice as I squirmed from the pleasure. I could feel my nipples growing harder and fighting against the thin fabric of my low cut top, it was as if Lila had also sensed my erect nipples as her hand began to travel slowly and teasingly towards them. She eased down my top and took my breasts in both her hands, and then she stopped kissing me and turned her attention to my hard nipples. She kissed my tits and slowly let her tongue dance over the most sensitive parts making me moan, she let her teeth graze my nipples before firmly biting them. This was such a turn on and I was now starting to get very wet. As her hands began to travel again I realised I not yet spoken to her, I began to open my mouth and speak but Lila put her finger to my lips "shh, just enjoy," she whispered. I licked her finger and playfully bit the tip; I think she was getting off on the anonymity of the encounter.
There was a shelf above the toilet, she told me to sit on it which I did. She kneeled in front of me and spread my legs wide. She stroked my inner thigh, her hands felt so good on top of my stockings. As she looked down she began to smile "someone seems to be enjoying themselves," my pussy must have been wetter than I thought, my thong was getting damp. Teasing me she traced her finger over my thong, then pulled it to one side and suddenly inserted two fingers inside me. I wasn't expecting this and let out a large moan, "shh, we don't want anyone to catch us doing something we shouldn't be" she said, enjoying every second of our illicit encounter. She slid her fingers inside me again and then licked them, she told me I tasted sweet and made me kiss her deep so we could share my juices.
Unexpectedly she bent me over and again spanked my arse really hard, it felt so good. I was so turned on I wanted to grab hold of head and force her between my legs, I wanted to feel her hot tongue inside my pussy and her teeth on my clit. She was beginning to get more forceful and I liked it. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head up towards hers, and then leant forward and plunged her tongue into my mouth. As we began kissing again she reached down and slid two fingers inside me and let her thumb play with my clit. She lingered like this for a while sensing I wanted more and holding back to tease me. She left my lips and slowly moved her head down towards my begging pussy, the anticipation of what was to come was incredible. Although I had never been with another girl before I wanted her so badly. However as I had my back to her I had submitted all control of the situation to Lila and she was clearly loving every minute of it. She teased me even more by gently licking the tops of my thighs and biting me hard on the buttocks. Just as I thought I was about to feel her skilful tongue on my dripping wet pussy I felt it somewhere else!
As Lila began to spank me hard she firmly inserted her hot tongue into my arsehole! She let it dance mischievously around the rim which felt absolutely amazing and let it enter every so often which made me want to scream with pleasure. I could now feel the juice from my pussy running down my leg, when Lila felt this she took a break from my arse and liked up the trickle of juice through my stockings. Why wouldn't she just savour the juice straight from my pussy? I was desperate to feel her there! She returned her attention to my arsehole and let her fingers find their way back to my clit, as she lapped at my arse her magic fingers forced their way inside me and I had to bite my arm to stop me from letting out cries of pleasure. As her thumb again played with my clit I could feel intense waves of pleasure rise from within me, I knew it wouldn't be long before I reached climax. My body began to shudder and Lila responded to this by forcing another finger inside me, I ground myself down onto her hand intensifying the amazing feeling. Not long now and I would reach an explosive orgasm. I longed to cum on Lila's face, I wanted to be able to see her as her tongue brought me to climax and watch her taste me and have to drink my juices as I came in her mouth. The more I thought about all the things I wanted to do to Lila the hornier I became. She must have sensed this some way, as I ground my hips down onto her hand she inserted a finger deep into my arse. With both of my holes filled I was in absolute ecstasy, her thumb on my clit and her warm breath on the back of my neck tipped me over the edge. My orgasm came as an explosion of intense pleasure and I collapsed onto the shelf. I had cum all over Lila's hand; she grabbed my hair, pulled my head back and shoved her fingers into my mouth making me taste my own fresh cum. As I began to catch my breath I straightened myself out and slowly turned around. Lila had left the cubicle but to my utter horror in her place stood Jon with a look of absolute shock on his face.
I wondered how long he'd been stood there, what he had seen, and how he felt about it, but most of all Lila must have known he was there why did she carry on? Slowly a sly smile crossed his face, "having fun?" he asked. I was utterly embarrassed and had no time to reply as he quickly followed up, "enjoy your orgasm? I certainly did! But I feel left out, when do I get to have some fun?" a mock pout graced his lips and he looked so cute and irresistible but before I could make a witty innuendo Lila butted in, "don't worry, I haven't cum yet!" Her eyes widened as Jon's stiffening cock sprang out of his boxers, as I looked up from Lila's glistening pussy I could just see her swallowing my boyfriends erect shaft.
Having left the pub in somewhat of a hurry the three of us had arrived at mine and Jon's house. After my initial shock and slight embarrassment I was feeling far too horny to say no to anything, so I found myself lying on my living room floor with a face full of pussy (that pussy belonging to a relative stranger). The anticipation had gotten the better of all three of us; we couldn't wait the extra minutes it would have taken to rush upstairs, so we got down to business almost as soon as we walked through the door!
