A Night To Remember - Sex Stories

A Night To Remember

... the next club is a nice fancy one, so I was thinking I'd check that out before leaving."

"Come back and get me before you guys start moving again then!"

"Ooh, yeah, I can do that."

She smiled at me and shooed me off. The guy she was with gave me a friendly smile and nod. I returned with the waters and helped nurse a few people to their feet. Why? I don't know, call me a wet blanket or something. It felt better to do things than to keep trying to talk to new people at that point.

The guides indicated we would leave soon, and as I popped through the door Lyanna seemed to have been coming already.

"Ah, I was coming to check if you'd left without me already!"

A part of me knew she was joking, but I very confusedly responded, "Of course not, I do what I say I'll do."

Look, I don't think I'm a good person, I have my fair share of bad moments, but looking back I can definitely understand why the rest of the night played out as is.

Lyanna held out her hand and said: "Well, are you gonna take me to the next place or not?"

I took it immediately and we rejoined the group together. Isabella noticed us and gave us a wink, and the rest were a bit too drunk and in their own worlds. We chatted to a few others (though the hand-holding stopped for a bit) and arrived at the massive club. There was apparently some sort of factoid about its size and the different floors that I couldn't tell was true or just grandstanding, but either way Lyanna and I went through it ...

... together. We kept close and danced/drank on each of the floors which all were themed differently.

There was a normal club floor, a hot club floor, etc etc. We eventually got to an ice-cold one, which was nice after the summer weather. Lyanna kept closer to me on that one for warmth. We then tried an oxygen bar there, which was weird and probably a waste of money. It was hard to tell, we'd been through at least 14-16 drinks at that point. We were getting along well though, and I held her hands again and I said:

"I'm getting a little hungry and I'm not really feeling like clubbing, do you wanna get out of here?"

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing actually, let's get out."

We exited fairly briskly. The club was right on the riverside, and I couldn't have scripted the scenario better. For those who haven't been to Prague, the old city is a medieval fairytale beauty.

Exiting the noise of the club into the night, we were greeted by a clear starry night, with a beautiful view of the castle lit up across the river and the Charles Bridge downstream.

We both silently moved to the river to admire the view, and I looked deep into her eyes and asked, "May I kiss you?"

"If you want to." Her words attempted to be coy, but her soft voice and eyes betrayed her.

I met her lips with mine, slowly and gently at first, but within seconds our tongues were deep in each other's mouths with our arms wound tightly around each other pulling ourselves closer. We gently pushed our ...