Am I Famous Now…

After my little recovery break, I start to wake up again. I don’t feel drunk anymore, but my body still is a mess…

The four pints of lager definitely gave me a good mood, because I even started speaking, although I was alone. I started a small conversation with that end-something brunette and before I had even finished my first sentence, I noticed that a fuck would be the result of this conversation. Strangely our speaking-part was really short. Only one sentence. So far for my good mood. But it didn’t matter that much because the pub was going to close anyway and I finished my pint. I was going to head for another village with bars open till two.

On the way out she asked me where I was going and I answered. Arrived at the other town, after having waited for almost 15 minutes to get a ride, I started my old-fashioned binge-drinking-pace again and had a look around me. There were a lot of really good looking women in that place, and almost as many mini-skirts. I had to be in heaven on earth. Suddenly I saw the end-30’s brunette and looks met. Her look was really erotic, almost provocative at the same time. Yes, this meant sex! I immediately realized this was going to spice up my diary today. Maybe a good way to get some more traffic here… :lol:

She came towards me, a Gin-Tonic in her hand and kissed me immediately on the cheek. I was kind of surprised, usually I am not in to this kind of approach. But this was just a start for her. Within the following minute she lay her hand on my best parts and held them for some seconds. Yes, my body reacted without hesitating! This was going to be a really nice and hopefully unforgettable erotic and sex orientated night. I was sure of it, she was awesome! Releasing my eggs and d*ck, she whispered in my ear, putting her most erotic sound on, that she really fancied me and wanted to get shagged.While whispering, she grabbed my balls again and told me that I wasn’t going to sleep a lot. I could count on that. We kissed, she didn’t stop working my genitals and soon we were both randy as hell. I told her it was a pity that it was raining outside, because I would have shagged her right outside of the pub. She toke this reflexion perfectly and, holding me at the hand, went outside and called a cab.

There we sat, lay in the back of the taxi kissing stormingly. She undid my pants and I grabbed under her skirt. She was naked, shaved and wet as the Lake District.

Sorry I am not going to tell you more, since I woke up this morning and realized it all was just a dream. I went straightly home after my four pints, alone and finished the bottle of Tanqueray Gin. Afterwards I felt asleep and woke up this morning. Randy, due to this dream and the thinking back of her physics, the only sex I got in the last week was DIY, just as this morning. Now I am going to ring my GF, and tell her what she already knows, it’s over. I wander if she has had sex lately.