1950 Love is the Drug - Sex Stories

1950 Love is the Drug

... back to Bristol. Although Salisbury or Bournemouth are within reach. Just let me know."

"I have been thinking about that. It doesn't have to be a City. As long as we find a pub well away from here it would do just fine.

"If you don't mind. Perhaps you could wait in the corner of the car park, out of the way. I could go in and pick someone up and bring them outside. I would put a blanket on the backseat, of course," explained Celeste.

"You have given it some thought," laughed Andrew.

"Is it too much to ask?" said Celeste.

"No, it's alright with me," replied Andrew.

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It was about nine o'clock when they pulled into the Royal Oak's large car park. It had taken them about an hour to get there.

Andrew found a spot in a dark corner.

Celeste strolled off towards the brightly lit Public Bar. Andrew thought that her clothes were sexy but not tarty. She would have been pleased, it was the effect she was aiming for.

Andrew waited.

He waited longer than he had expected.

It must have been half an hour before two figures made their way towards the car. They slipped into the back seat.

"Who's this bloke?" said the man, surprised to see Andrew sitting in the driver's seat.

"Oh this is my chauffeur, Andy. Andy this is Tommy," announced Celeste.

"Pleased to meet you, Andy," said the young man, breathing beer fumes all over Andrew.

"Likewise," said Andrew.

"Should I get out of the car, your ...

... m'lady?" he added, amused at Celeste's afrontary.

"No, stay where you are," instructed Celeste.

"I knew you was posh. How do you want to be fucked your grace?" asked the man.

Andrew caught a brief glimpse of him in the rearview mirror. He couldn't have been more than twenty.

"Hard and fast from behind with no warm up," said Celeste, so totally different from the consummate professional that she was at work.

"Better get on all fours then," Tommy said.

Andrew could hear them getting into position. He tried to wriggle around in his seat to get a view in the mirror. He resisted the temptation to adjust the angle of it.

He could hear the young man slapping against Celeste's buttocks. And then he was aware of the her odour drifting around the inside of the car. He was also aware of his cock straining in his trousers. It was bent double, which was fine when it was flaccid but now it was painfully constrained.

Very soon the young man cried, "Jesus Christ, I'm coming."

A minute later, no more, and the back doors were opened.

"I won't be long," said Celeste to Andrew as the couple got out. The doors slammed and they made their way back to the Royal Oak.

He wondered if he had time to ease his constricted penis into a more comfortable position. Deciding that there was a strange sort of pleasure mixed with the pain, he left it.

Within minutes Celeste made her way back to the car. She was not alone.

"Andy, this is Saul, Tommy's dad. Saul, Andy my ...