a girl’s jacket, buckled shoes, curly hair and make-up. I wasn’t sure I was a particularly attractive “girl” but then he was drunk. I perked up!

“Yes, he wasn’t up for fun tonight, the bastard,” I said, trying to raise the timber of my voice.

“Doesn’t know how to treat a girl,” he replied. “I know,” he continued, squeezing his crotch.

This looked interesting!

“Want to take a little walk in here,” he said pointing to a slit in the fencing heading into the bushes on the sports ground perimeter.

“If you like and promise to be gentle,” I replied.

“Darling, if I can get my rocks off, I’ll be just as gentle as you want,” he said.

This guy was well built, good looking and straight. Just my type, but I would have to be careful.

He was certainly quite drunk but drunk guys can get pretty angry if they think someone’s taking the piss, especially when they’re randy.

“Suck me sweetheart,” he said.

I pushed him against a tree and dropped to my knees, unzipping his tight jeans with one expert movement. I unclipped them and unbuckled the belt. I wanted to make sure he couldn’t run. I pulled his jeans and briefs down in one sharp tug and a thick semi hard cock flapped in my face. His dark hair covered his balls and he was uncut. The street lights gave me just enough light to enjoy the view. My mouth quickly enveloped his cock. It didn’t suddenly spring to full erection, in fact it took some sucking even to get it half hard though his groans would have suggested differently. It was a lovely cock, but then straight ones always are!

I licked his balls and then returned to his cock. He really started to grow now. This wasn’t a big cock in length but it was nice and slim. I pulled back the skin and licked around the head. He was groaning, his hands running through my hair, telling me what a horny bitch I was. He pushed his hand down the front of my frilly blouse and gripped my nipples. The way I was leaning at least there was a little to grip. The lack of breast didn’t seem to bother him, in fact he took that to be a sign that I was even younger than he thought and his cock jumped as he told me so. I was really worried he would try to finger me before I could suck him off.

Suddenly he lifted me under the arms and as I rose up he whispered, “Let me fuck you.”

“Whoops,” I thought, “this could be tricky.”

“In the arse,” I said, “I’ve never had it in the arse.”

“One hole’s as good as any,” he retorted and I lowered my elasticated trousers, ensuring he didn’t see my Calvin Klein boxers.

I quickly turned my cheeks to him, holding the pants up at the front. He was too far gone to care, but he spat on his fingers and worked them roughly into my hole. I fumbled in my pocket for my ever ready condom.

“Put this on,” I whispered, hoping that was little lubrication was on it might help his entry.

I had to rip the wrapper for him and he stretched it over his stiff cock. I bent over against a tree and raised my hole as I felt his head urgently press against my arse.

“Ow,” I said as his