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Tyke

... table and kissed her lips. She responded immediately, holding my face in her hands and kissing me back. 'Sorry,' I said when we parted, 'had to do that. You're too beautiful not to kiss.' Tyke laughed and kissed me again. 'You're not exactly a dog,' she said, her smile lighting up her face. We sat together, chatting, kissing and discreetly fondling each other. The other girls, except Gail who stormed out when she saw us kissing, were delighted to see us together. I began to get the feeling we'd been set up by our mutual friends, but didn't care. After an hour, Tyke dragged me off to the toilet and locked us in a cubicle. We practically jumped into each other's arms and started kissing. Her hands moved over my body, fondling my tits and darting between my legs to fondle my pussy. I responded in kind, pulling her vest top down and sucking her brown nipples. Tyke grabbed my hair and held my head to her breast, pushing her hand down my top and tweaking my nipple. 'Can you hurry up in there, I'm busting for the loo,' said a voice making us jump. We laughed and straightened ourselves up then walked out of the bathroom. I was so horny I just wanted to take her home and lick her all over. 'Your place or mine?' asked Tyke when we got back to our table 'Come to mine and I'll make you cum so hard you'll think you've died and gone to heaven,' I whispered. 'Oh yes. And what makes you think I'm going to fuck you?' she laughed. 'Your hard brown nipple in my mouth and your hand between my ...

... legs were my first clue,' I answered. We said our goodbyes, ignoring the knowing smiles from our friends, and grabbed a taxi back to my place. We held hands in the taxi but did nothing to freak the driver out. As we entered the house we heard music from the living room and the sound of energetic sex. I motioned Tyke to be quiet and led her towards the double doors into the living room. I gently slid the door open to reveal one of my lodgers, Debbie, and a man I'd had never seen before naked on the sheepskin rug. He was flat on his back and she was riding his cock. Her large tits were bouncing up and down and she had one hand on her clit. Her other hand was behind her, fondling his balls. We watched for a minute, the couple totally unaware of us, then I led Tyke upstairs to my attic flat. 'Does that often happen?' she whispered as I led the way upstairs. 'Not really. Everyone else is out tonight and I was supposed to crash in Cathy's room back at the halls of residence,' I said. 'She's taking advantage of an empty living room because she has the smallest bedroom in the house.’ We fell through the door into my flat and kicked off our shoes. I turned a couple of mood lights on and put Rumours by Fleetwood Mac on the stereo. Tyke excused herself and went into the bathroom while I flopped on the bed, looking at the stars through the skylight. Tyke came back in at the end of ‘Second Hand News’ wearing nothing but a smile. She walked over and knelt beside me on the bed. Her soft, ...