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A steamy away game...A steamy away game...The rain was poring down, hammering against the windshield of the coach. For a brief moment, I asked myself, why on earth am I spending my Saturday like this? However, the rain came as a bit of a relief, as it was mid-August and the weather had been warm and muggy. My old mate L. had talked me into coming along to watch a first round cup tier. Our local heroes were to face Bournemouth away, quite a long way to the South-West. Usually, I never take the trips, you spend most of your day sweating away in some sticky bus, together with a bunch of hooligans and only few decent chaps. Anyway, today was special, I had just recently moved back to the UK after I got a new job and didn't know many people, apart from L. and his family and it was the first weekend after I had somewhat settled in, not having to unpack boxes or drive around buying new furtniture. So I felt like having some fun.Having been stuck in one or two traffic jams, we arrived just before kick-off and headed directly for the stadium. I'd rather not bore you with any details of the match itself, briefly, it ended in a narrow defeat against the side from the higher division. Anyway, as I said, it's not the match I am going to tell you about, but what happened later.After the match, the rain stopped and the sun popped out again, so L. and I decided to go look at the place, have a lager or two somewhere and catch up on things and catch a train later, instead of going straight back, as some of the guys had got a bit upset (and even more drunk) and neither of us felt like spending hours in a coach smelling of beer and sweat.So we took a look at the pier and the usual stuff, however it was just about to get dark and it didn't take long until we entered a bar, which seemed pretty nice, playing some decent music and being quite busy already for this time of day. There were many young people ? and with ?young, I mean younger than ourselves, i.e. people in their twenties and younger. Because of the amazing weather, most were wearing shirts and shorts, many of the girls were wearing short dresses or more or less revealing tops and mini skirts, making them hard to take your eyes off, especially for a 34-year-old bachelor like me, who had been single for quite a while.Soon, however, my eyes fixated on a pair of Asian-looking beauties sitting on the table opposite ours. They looked very young, 18 at most, I would have guessed, however, sometimes it can be hard to tell. The younger one, sitting to the right, looked cute and innocent in some colourful, flowery dress, however, it was the one to the left, who really took my breath away.She was wearing a beautiful black dress that stressed her model-like shape, slim with long legs, a butterfly-shaped décolleté türbanlı gaziantep escort covering her pretty little breats. Her full black hair formed a straight line on her forehead, framing her amazing almond eyes. Suddenly, I noticed that they were looking straight at me. For a brief moment, I felt uncomfortable, when I realised that I had been staring at her. However, she was staring back at me with an exploring look on her face that quickly transformed into a shy, but at the same time cheeky, smile as she lifted her glass to take another sip from her drink.C'mon, she's just teasing you, she can't possibly be interested in a 34-year-old, average-looking guy like you, whispered my inner voice. However, the heat, the lager and the rapidly-growing bulge in my pants said something entirely different. As I rose to walk over to her, I could see her face change again, suddenly wondering if she had noticed. Now, her beautiful almond eyes looked at me dreamingly, seductively...Once within reach, I quickly introduced L. and myself and asked them if they'd mind us joining them, and immediately and unexpectedly, my cheeky-looking Asian princess replied: ?No, not at all, this is Sophie and my name is Youngjoo, but you can call me Jessica.?What followed was the usual smalltalk and I learned that Youngjoo was 22(!), studied at college and had a boyfriend, who was playing cards with some of his friends at their place that evening.I ordered us another round of drinks and we just went blabbering on until they turned the music up and it became hard to talk. Once or twice more, Youngjoo sent me that killer look of hers that had such a tremendous effect on my hormones. There was not much doubt as to what she was up to. At some point, L. asked if we were in for a game of pool. Sophie thought it was a great idea, whereas Youngjoo, who had been drinking at quite some pace and even helped Sophie finish her last cocktail, said she would rather not, as she was feeling a bit dizzy. I said I'd better keep an eye on her, which made her send me that look again and Sophie was about to start giggling, just hiding it with her hand.Once our friends were gone, Youngjoo told me she needed some fresh air and asked me to stay and guard our drinks. Nothing happened for quite a while, with the game of pool dragging on and no sign of Youngjoo, and finally, a mixture of concern and curiosity made me abandon my ?duties? and start looking for her.Finding her didn't take long. There she stood in a corner next to the emergency exit, in all her beauty in her hot black dress, her little handbag hanging from her right shoulder, her hands behind her back and her cute almond eyes looking straight at me. Getting closer to inspect türbanlı gaziantep escort bayan the scene, I noticed that one of her hands had moved underneath her pretty dress and could be seen slowly moving up and down.With the bulge in my pants growing once again and such a arousing sight in front of me, I didn't need a second invitation. In a split second, I thrust myself towards her, pushing her to the wall behind her and our lips and tongues met in a savage, deep French kiss. In the next second, I was moving my hands down, searching for hers, quicky finding one, which reached out to meet mine and drew me even closer.Following the shape of her arm with its warm, soft, smooth skin, I finally found the second, still underneath her dress, dripping wet! For a second, she seemed shocked and pulled it away. Just this time, I didn't follow her movement. My fingers moved slowly down, suddenly feeling the skin of her well-shaped little buttocks that felt soft and firm at the same time. I thought to myself, either she took her knickers off, or she went out without wearing any, naughty girl!Slowly massaging her cheeks, I could feel her breathing heavier and heavier. I moved my hand back to the centre down between her snatch. Now lust and desire had taken possession of me and I couldn't help but move my fingers further down, until they reached her wet vagina and two of them found their way inside, causing her to let out a small gasp and low moan. With renewed confidence, knowing I was hitting the right spots, I slightly pressed my thumb against the opening of her anus.For a quick moment, her eager tongue left my mouth and she pulled back and a mixture of a high-pitched moan and a shriek escaped her mouth, seemingly trying to scream ?NO!?.Shocked by that reaction, I let go of her. But what followed, was almost even more shocking. Her small hands reached out towards me and in a split second, she unzipped my jeans and pulled down my pants. In the next, she turned around, leaning forward, one hand reaching for the wall to support her, the other lifting up her pretty dress and revealing her bare round little arse and tight, clean-shaved pussy, dripping with excitement. Not waiting for any further invitations and totally forgetting the world around us, I lined up my hard, throbbing cock and guided it towards her pussy, letting its head circle and move up and down her sweet little pussylips once or twice, before diving right into her tight, yet wet pleasure hole in one hard and deep stroke. And there I was ? IN HEAVEN ON EART!!!Now Youngjoo's moaning became slightly louder as I found my rhythm and started pounding her hard, she let out a little gasp of pleasure with every thrust I made. Suddenly, türbanlı escort gaziantep I felt her entire delicate little body vibrate and her tight little pussy tightened even further, as I could see her looking at me over the shoulder with her mouth half open and her pretty almond eyes glowing with desire. Now THAT was just too much for me!I wanted to scream as I felt the pressure building, when in the corner of my eye, I could see the door of the bar open and someone step out, my heart seemed to drop to my stomach and I stopped moving for a second, OH MY GOSH, I had almost forgotten we were right outside in the street, shagging away like rabbits!Also, I realised I wasn't even wearing a rubber, but I couldn't think clearly, with alcohol and lust running through my veins, producing a dangerous cocktail...Fortunately, the guys in front of the club moved on, noone seemed to have noticed us. But I was not going to take any chances! Still deep inside her and about to explode I moved an arm forward around her chest, dragging her further up towards me, and moved the other hand up to cover her sweet little mouth, I pulled my throbbing cock almost all the way out, just to gather momentum for a final thrust,pressing her hard against the wall, grunting like a wild boar in heat.?Arrrrrrhhhhhh!!!!!!!?As soon as her wet pussylips closed around my cock, three or four big shots of sperm shot right down her snatch, as a suppressed scream escaped her mouth, of surprise or pleasure, I could not tell.As I pulled out, watching white cream oozing out of her pussy and dripping down her thighs, the next unexpected thing happened. She turned around and dropped to her knees, eagerly looking at my still semi-hard cock, she formed her lips into a duckface, holding her cheeks with her hands, as if to apply some extra pressure.Not thinking twice, I shoved my cock in between her sweet lips, as I could feel a bonus shot building up in my balls, racing through my cock and into her mouth. OH DAMN, not again! The door was opening slowly. But this time, it was worse, The voices that emerged were clearly L.'s low voice and Sophie's giggling. Fortunately, they were talking and it took so long for them to finally step out of the bar that I managed to pull out of my slutty little friend's mouth, pull up my pants and ? while she still seemed in another galaxy, slightly gagging on my cum ? helped her pull that beautiful black dress down to cover her divine little cheeks, raised her up and ? unable to think of any better solution ? French-kissed her again in a desperate attempt to remove the last traces of cum from her hot, sensual lips. Behind my back, louder giggling heralded the arrival of our friends.?Giving her the kiss of life, huh??, L. asked mockingly, while Sophie's sheepish giggle grew even louder. Fortunately, both of them seemed a bit tipsy by the time too, so noone seemed to notice the dark, moist spots on Youngjoo's dress (lucky, it was black in the first place!). We all agreed it had been a fun evening and exchanged goodbye-hugs. As we left, I blinked at her. The dark almond eyes blinked back, this time looking tired and blissful.