Last weekend
I was in the pub on Friday night and our group bumped into someone I haven’t seen since secondary school - Sarah was in my brother’s class and we’d had something of a soft spot for each but never taken it anywhere during school. She was a few inches shorter than me, quite pretty, with short dark hair and a bubbly aura.

We got chatting and really clicked, buying each other drinks all evening and talking about music, life, old school friends, places we’d travelled etc. I was really enjoying myself and getting quite merry as well. Her eyes were sparkling as I spoke and I started to get the feeling things were going Rather Well.

As the sun had set on the pub garden, my friends started to migrate inside but Sarah and I stayed out to smoke cigarettes, and we continued talking.

She was talking about going to music festivals when she suddenly stopped, grinned at me and said “I’ve got an idea!” She took my hand and led me to the bottom of the garden, between the bushes and the wall, putting her drink down and rummaging in her handbag. She pulled out some rolling papers and proceeded to roll us a gentle mind alteration. She sparked up and passed it to me, blowing the smoke in my face. I should have choked, but I found it strangely alluring.

With a couple of puffs, everything started to melt a little, including my inhibitions. I’m not the most relaxed person in the company of girls, but Sarah had the ability to help me relax, and the joint simply massaged my shyness away.

Sarah moved closer to me as I passed the smoke back, putting her arm on my shoulder and looking skywards. She took a puff, and pointed to the moon. I followed her gaze upward and stared at the sky.

With her hand on my shoulder, she moved it slowly down my back until it reached the top of my jeans, just resting atop my backside. I looked down at her and smiled and, again, her eyes seemed to glitter as she looked into mine. Her smile faded and she moved in towards me, gently touching my lips with hers.

I responded, holding back my desire to kiss a little more roughly, and continued the gentle caress of our lips together. Her lips parted and her tongue started to explore my mouth, so I answered with my own.

Her hands were roaming over my back, mine in her hair. I took a deep breath and she smelled of tobacco and perfume – a combination that would normally repulse me but, now, spurred me on. Our touches were becoming more urgent, our kisses more feverish and our breath almost rhythmic.

She reached around the front of my jeans and started undoing my belt, as my hand crept towards her breast and squeezed gently through her bra, my other hand heading for the clasp on her back. As she undid my belt, the buttons followed as I unclipped her bra and she disengaged, for only a moment, to slip it off through her sleeves. She pushed my jeans and underwear down, exposing my manhood as my hands reached under her skirt for her underwear, sliding it down her bare legs until it reached her trainers.

I slid my hand up between her legs, moving gently to check she was ready. She turned away from me, put her hands on the wall and pushed her backside out towards me. Again I lifted her skirt and rubbed myself against her, getting us both ready, and I gently pushed home.

Her breath was ragged, and she was quietly urging me on as I moved back and forth. The feeling was sensational, so I took my time, not wanting to rush it for fear it would be over all too soon. She reached down to where we met each other, running her fingers all over us, taking us higher.

With encouragement from Sarah, I gently started to accelerate my actions, increasing the pressure and contact until there was nothing between us but the stars.

She held her breath and pushed her backside up and down as I moved, and I could feel the impending upsurge charging through me. I mumbled incoherently as I reached my peak, losing myself in her.

Sarah moved away from me and wiped her hair from her forehead, flushed and grinning. She stretched up and kissed me and, still smiling, grabbed her drink and walked back up the garden to the pub.

Not really. I didn’t even go into the pub last week, and I haven’t had sex in more than a year.
( Noeli overtheshoulderboulderholderthingstraplatchboobs, Mon 25 Aug 2008, 22:30, 5 replies)

damn you!
your stories give me the MAJOR horn!
( Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet, Tue 26 Aug 2008, 0:34, closed)

im confused
how does reading that make us gullible? making shit up like that is pretty sad to be honest.
(babyjak, Tue 26 Aug 2008, 10:34, closed)

Am I the only one
Who read about half way down (when the sauciness started), saw it wasn't one of Frank's and thought "shit, this might be real!"

No? Just me then...
(BuckshotLeFunk, Tue 26 Aug 2008, 17:05, closed)

Any excuse for a bit of smut on here is ok in my book.
Woo!
( girlinthehole, Wed 27 Aug 2008, 11:04, closed)

*wants sexy tiem now*
There are so many talented smut writers on here *muses*
( Maladicta, Wed 27 Aug 2008, 20:30, closed)