I have always wondered what is the magic ingredient or factor that can take some flirting to having full blown sex?
I not talking about the normal interaction where people get together through mutual attraction then coffee, lunch or dinner to sex.
An example - an organisation I was a Senior Manager in had to sack one of our security guards as he was caught shagging a couple of women in the Women's toilets!
I had to get the file out on this lothario, did he look like George Clooney and have the body of an olympic athelete? No, he was your usual proverbial overweight, alright looking "normal" bloke who somehow was going from "passes please" and "can I search your bag please" to "Fancy a fuck in the toilets?"!
The quickest I have gone from "hello" to getting my cock sucked is 30 minutes, but that was at a student party, and to be honest the lovely girl seemed to be on a mission.
This was a student party, as always I was the designated driver as I don't normally drink, don't mind some champagne or whisky occassionally but otherwise don't drink regularly.
As we joined the party, did the standard scan around of people we know and anyone looking attractive or interesting enough to try and meet.
First things first though was, get fed, so over to the food table with standard bread, cheeses and what nots. I was buttering a slice of french bread, when a gorgeous brunette girl sidled up to me and asked for the knife. Gave her a surrupticious full look over, around 5'5" , natural brunette bob hair, wearing a not overly tight light woollen jumper, which was tight enough to showcase her lovely breasts but not so tight as to look deliberatly provocative and then tight jeans, encasing a classical English round bum.
We exchanged some pleasantries, inane chatter, can't say I used any killer lines before she asked if I wanted to get out of there, somewhat surprised, I said "Excuse ME?"
"Well you have a car and I am bored, so do you want to go? My place is not to far"
I looked around, then thought of my mates I was abandoning for some hopeful sex - the hopeful sex won. "Ok lets go"
In the car, again nothing special, we asked the usual Q's regarding the courses we were on, where we from etc....
Arrived at a Victorian house in Camden, that had been subdivided in to bedsits. Her room was homey with lots of art posters.
We walked in, and started kissing, within seconds and without any prompting from me she had my cock out, with an ego boosting "mmm , lovely" from her as she went down on me, engilfing my cock in her wet warm mouth.
As I was getting close to coming, I said come on your turn. She replied, "oh a true gentleman" and then my favourite part of the sexual preamble, the stripping down of clothes.....she was au naturelle, as most were in those days, early 90's, I muzzled and licked and kissed her pussy and and to her seemingly surprise, her anus. The smell is always telling if someone is clean or not before fingering or licking.She was clean but musky, the best smell and taste.
After a while she said, "Thats enough tongue, I need your cock now" I started in missionary before she flipped us over and rode me, until she came, with the enticing shudder women have when they cum. I am blessed in that I can last so was still holding back. She made it her mission to make me cum which was more than once, happily.
We went on to enjoy a mutally sweat filled night, then had a shower together before resuming in the morning.
As student relationships do, it petered out, remember this was before mobile phones or social media. Meetings had to be set way in advance through actual face to interaction or landlines. Nowadays its so easy.....
