Band and Beers and Wingman Approval [M/F] | 2016

Gemma was a year below me at University and I had dated her friend Karen a couple of times but that went nowhere. Gemma and Karen were both a little older having done (or at least started) other degrees before doing the course I was in and at the time I was 22 and in my final year and Gemma would have been maybe 24 and in third year.

Gemma was about 5'4" and looked like Johnette Napolitano out of Concrete Blonde only instead of dark hair she was a dirty blonde with blue eyes. Her hair had more of a Stevie Nicks thing happening but in terms of her face she was very much a Johnette Napolitano particularly the lips - think early 90s "Joey". Now I don't know whether Gemma played the bass and for my purposes it didn't matter either way. In terms of other assets Gemma had beautiful DD mango shaped tits and a filthy sense of humour.

I had been playing it pretty cool around Gemma and Karen just being all Mr Niceguy. Karen and I had been on a couple of dates - a couple of movies but the spark we had failed to light any fires and we decided to acknowledge that we were best suited as friends. We had kissed but that's about it.

Gemma and Karen and a few mutual friends from University were going to the campus club to see a live band one Friday night. It was a pretty raucous affair. The band was good, the beer was cheap and the club was crowded.

In the group was my mate Tom who I have mentioned in previous tales (here) and he was in fine form with the verbal diarrhoea. As the band got into full swing the place started heaving. The whole stage front turned into a bit of a moshpit. Gemma was standing in front of me and with the movement of the crowd in time with the music began to bump her ass into my crotch as I basically stood my ground to make sure she didn't get too buffeted by those around us.

When the band finished up and we got in a couple of jugs of beer and found ourselves a corner table to stand at and drink. We stood around drinking and swapping jokes for a bit Tom and me and a couple of other guys mainly. The tone was pretty crude and the jokes and conversation were overtly sexual. Classics like -

"Q - How do you know a girl likes you when you're out on a date? A - When you throw her panites against the wall they stick."

"Q - What do you call the residue when those panties dry? A- Clitty Litter."

"Q - What's the definition of indefinitely? A- When your balls are slapping up against her ass as you fuck her you know you're in, definitely."

Champagne comedy.

It has always been a source of curiosity to me as to why women always go to the toilet in pairs. Blokes are quite happy to piss alone whereas women seem to need company to void their bladders. Anyway as the evening wore on Gemma and Karen excused themselves and trotted off to the toilet.

Karen and Gemma were wingmen for each other when ever they went out and always looked out for each other as good wingmen should so I was pretty surprised when Gemma and Karen returned after their visit to the facilities and Karen announced that she was calling it a night but Gemma wanted to party on. Karen had started seeing a guy called Dave and there was speculation that she may have been on a promise that evening as Dave hadn't been able to come out. So we (Tom, Gemma, myself and a couple of others walked Karen to the cab rank and saw her into a taxi before continuing our partying off campus.

Our University was in town and there is a long high street between the campus at one end and a major railway terminus at the other. That street at this time had 23 pubs and clubs on it most of which catered to impoverished students. So down the street we went intent on making a party wherever we could.

After a couple of pubs the group had dwindled pretty significantly and Gemma decided it was time for her to go home too. She came over to me and asked me to walk her to a taxi rank to go home. She put her arm through mine and we staggered off down the street to the nearest cab rank. As we waited for a cab for Gemma she turned to face me and stretched up to say something into my ear. I bent over and she said "I've really enjoyed tonight. I know you and Karen didn't hit it off so well but she's cool."

I thought she was telling me that I shouldn't judge Karen for there being no flame between us - must have been the beer clouding my judgment. "Yeah I know Karen is cool and nothing may have come of our dating but she is still way cool in my book."

"She is way cool" repeated Gemma. She leaned in closer and said "She trusts you and you should know I told her that she should go home and leave me here with you." The beer fog lifted and I realised what was going on. As the penny dropped Gemma planted a kiss with those lovely full lips right on my mouth and we started making out in the line for the cab.

When we had gotten to the head of the queue I opened the door for Gemma and she plonked herself into the back seat but as she did so she grabbed the front of my shirt and dragged me in with her. We made out all the way to her place which wasn't far. I was feeling her tits through her shirt on the cab ride home and couldn't wait to get my mouth onto them. We got to the front door of her unit and made out some more. She broke off and fumbled for her keys. As she let us in she started laughing to herself. We were both pretty pissy and horny. She turns to me and kisses me again and whispers into my ear "How do you know a girl really likes you when you are out on a date? When you stick your hand down her pants it feels like a horse eating a sugar cube." and with that she grabbed my hand and stuck it down her pants and between her legs. Her pussy was soaking.

We both made for the bedroom and stripped off in no time flat. Her tits were magnificent. Her body was pale and she was skinny with her ribs and hip bones visible as she lay on the bed but her tits were just awesome. Mango shaped with skyward pointing nipples about the size of 5cent pieces and the length of pencil erasers light pink against the milky flesh. I buried my face in her cleavage and started kissing an biting and nipping at the mounds of soft flesh - It was heavenly.

As I kissed and nipped and licked at her body she let out soft moans and I kissed her ribs and hips and then all the way back up to her neck. She was writhing under me and her hands were grabbing at my shoulders and my ass. Eventually, and it didn't take too long, she wrapped her hand around my cock which didn't need any further encouragement to get to maximum size and hardness. "Oh God" she breathed in my ear "You've got to fuck me now!" I got off her and grabbed a condom out of my wallet and rolled it on. I got back on the bed and gave her pussy which was drenched and covered in sparse blonde hair a lick all the way from her taint to her clit as she shuddered.

I knelt between her legs and positioned the head of my cock at the entrance to her pussy and started to work my way into her very wet but very tight cunt. Now whilst I am a big lad 6'5" and fairly beefy and my cock is in proportion lengthwise (a fairly respectable 7-8 inches) it is on the thick side so I am told so sometimes getting to full penetration can take a little bit of work and so it was with Gemma. It took 3 or 4 minutes for her tight pussy to acclimatise to my cock I would work it in as far as I dared and kiss and nip at her neck and tits until I felt she could take some more and work a little more in. Eventually she took all of me and we lay there me on top of her as she squeezed and flexed her muscles around my cock - she later told me that she referred to this as "soaking" where she had my cock in her all the way and there would be no thrusting just concerted squeezing by her internal muscles. I must say it felt pretty fucking good and very intimate and connected.

Soaking can only get you so far though and I started to gently move my hips drawing my cock out a little and then thrusting back in slowly and gently as my pubic mound ground against her clit and she continued to clench and unclench in time with my movements. It was a nice gentle kind of tender fucking. Eventually I was pulling almost all the way out and thrusting all the way back in in one smooth fluid motion. Gemma was loving it. She was grinding against me as I thrust in all the way and squeezing tightly as I pulled out until just the head remained inside her and then drawing me back in using her feet against my ass.

This went on for about 15 to 20 minutes of slow gentle tender fucking before she started to buck beneath me and clench down super hard as her orgasm broke. The bucking subsided and she lay there beneath me flushed and soft and then she locked her heels together and raised her feet to the small of my back and said "Fuck me hard."

I started to thrust into her faster. The added lubrication provided by her orgasm made her super slick and able to accommodate my thrusting to the point that my balls were making slapping noises against her ass as I thrust deep. I wasn't able to last very long and came hard into the rubber and collapsed onto her burying my face in her hair.

As I rolled off her to lay down beside her Gemma's hand found her pussy and she started rubbing her clit furiously. Her back was arched and her thighs were clenched together against her hand. This too was beautiful. As she rubbed herself I began to kiss her ribs and massage her tits. She began to moan. She removed her hand from between her legs and grabbed my face with both hands and guided me to take the place of her hand swivelling around to bring my mouth into contact with her clit. I swirled my tongue around her swollen clit for just a few seconds and she came loudly and forcefully driving my head into her pussy with both hands.

We lay there spent, drunk and happy. We drifted off to sleep.

When we woke it was late morning. We were both a little seedy but given the amount of beer we had consumed the night before we were in remarkably good shape. We each showered and spent much of the rest of the day in bed together chatting and playing with each other fucking later that afternoon after a build up which lasted for hours.