This is a story of a night out with friends. The year was 1990, in the month of November & it all took place in Braintree, Essex, England.

I had been going out with a guy called pete. We'd been seeing each other for about two months & it was going well. We spent a lot of time together, mostly between the sheets!

Although pete was a good lover (exceptionally masterfull with his tongue), he'd not had much experience with different girls in life & was a little 'new'. Now, don't get me wrong here, at the age of 24, i was no tart, but by this time i'd had a few sexual experiences & was happy to try anything new that came my way.

I'd had some good times with a few girls, which when i told pete he was mortified! I did notice that he got quite stiff as i told him these girly stories! There was lucy & charlotte, we'd all had a bit to drink one night & the conversation turned to sex. The girls wanted to know if i'd ever experienced 'female' sex. I'd gone bright red & replied that i never had, but like all women at some time, i'd wondered what it was like. Well, one thing led to another & we all ended up in bed together exploring every part of each others bodies. Had i regretted it next morning? No way! So we started all over again, kissing, sucking, nibbling - i went home sore & satisfied!

Pete did eventually meet lucy & charlotte, but that's another tale. We are getting a little side tracked here, so back to the story...

Pete & i spent a lot of time with simon & karen, we all got on well together & did things as a group. Simon was tall, blondish hair & had a really strong look about him, compared to pete's dark slimmer build. I'd often wondered what he was like in the trouser department. Karen had fair hair & an hourglass figure with boobs of about 36D, a very curvacious bum & all the local lads wanted her for their own.

This particular night, we'd all been out for a drink, had bought fish & chips and were now sat in simon's car in the bus park. The whole place was desserted & the windows of the car had steamed up so much, that the condensation was starting to drip from the edge.

As karen was finishing her fish, simon made some crude remarks,"that fish is almost as fishy as your fanny". Karen looked at him, "you should know, your tongue's always up there"

The air was suddenly charged with sexual atmosphere, pete was very quiet & i couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next.

Without any warning, simon then roughly shoved his hand up karen's tiny, short, tight skirt (karen's a girl after my own heart - short skirts & high heels).

"Oi" she squealed "do you mind!"

"Not really" replied simon with a devillish grin on his face. I knew for a fact that she'd have no knickers on (she'd perch herself on a high barstool in a club so all the guys would get a good veiw, i'd seen it done so many times), his hand continuing towards it's slippery prize.

Karen mellowed a little "ooh it's really quite nice".

I watched intently as she opened her legs a little (as far as the tight skirt would allow), just enough to let simon reach her pussy lips with the tips of his fingers.

(want some more? I know it's cruel, but the story continues on the next update, so don't miss it! Of course, i can allways email the next part of the story to anyone who sends me a story of theirs... Let me know if you like this tale, would you like me to write some more? - Jayne xx)