Copyright© 2001-2003

Have you heard of those trollops of Birmingham
And the scandal that's currently concerning'em?
How they lift the frock
And tickle the cock
Of the bishop while he was confirming 'em?

The sun was so bright that I pulled my blanket over my head as it seemed to pierce through my eyelids like a lance. My head throbbed and ached so much that I did not want to move it. My tongue was thick and the taste in my mouth could knock out a billy goat. Every inch of my body ached and itched simultaneously and I was surprised that I was completely naked.

My god, what happened last night?

I went to a bar with a couple of friends from work... the drinks were flowing... ?

Something moved beside me!

What was it... who was it... where was I?

Bundling my courage, I cracked open one eye and lifted the blanket enough to pear out. I wasn't in my bed that was for sure - and the accommodations did not look familiar. Quickly I shut my eyes and groaned - how could I do this?

Someone, female, moaned behind me and I felt the pressure of a hand over my ass through the blanket. A second groan escaped my lips and I feared whom I had ended up in bed with - imagining some horrid options.

The person behind me wiggled closer and I felt warm soft flesh press into my back, the hand had disappeared from my ass and now returned beneath the blanket. My hairy hard butt was being generously fondled and I was too sore and numb to move.

Lips kissed the back of my shoulder and I felt her large breasts press into my lower back. Then a hairy dampness pressed into the back of one thigh and gasped when I realized that she was pressing herself against me in passion.

Whomever it was, seemed to want something from me! Perhaps more?

It was nothing special, the guys and I had gone to the bar after work, to celebrate a Friday if for no other reason. We have been doing it more of late, and I know its wrong but each week I drank till I barely made it home. Well this time it doesn't seem like I had.

The hand that had been fondling my hard ass slide over my tired body and found its way before me. I felt the small hand encircle my soft tired cock and give it a firm squeeze.

Oh god.

I felt myself respond as my dick had a mind of its own and began to grow in that small fist. The woman moaned with pleasure and pressed her sex roughly against me.

How could I tell me wife? Should I?

How the hell do I get out of here when my head felt three feet wide and felt like a group of midgets were hammering with mallets upon its surface.

The small hand let go of my sex and then pressed down on my hip.

What the hell?

She slipped beneath the thick blankets and moved me upon my back as she wiggled lower. It was incredible how much it hurt just to turn ninety degrees.

I knew where she was heading but could not believe I was here with some stranger doing this - what was my wife doing right now, what was she think about? Knowing her, she had called the hospitals hours ago.

The mouth engulfed my half hard prick and though I was in a drastic position, it felt damn good.

When was the last time my wife took me into her mouth? How many years ago?

The mouth went slowly, sucking me like there was nothing else she would rather do in the whole world. She wasn't doing it for my pleasure but for her own I was startled to realize, as she relished every second with my manhood.

My wife never did that with me.

I had to open my eyes, eradicate myself from this impossible situation. Something like this could ruin me - a divorce could destroy the company I had worked so hard to create, my wife would take it all.

I was an adulterer, a cheater - but fuck that small mouth felt good.

I again steeled myself to peak out of my tortuous prison - the sun was so damn bright! Within seconds I knew I was in a woman's bedroom - the pink femininity obvious.

Another look, longer this time, and I was surprised to guess that the mysterious woman was probably much younger than I. Rock posters and objects from a different age group was everywhere.

No only did I cheat on my wife but with some young co-ed probably. Could this get any worse?

My god she had a wonderful mouth!

I could hear sounds outside the room - were we in some type of dorm? I ended up in a fucking co-ed's dorm room?

The more I learnt the worse this got!

The blanket was off my face and I could smell incense or some other crap - it seemed to sting my nostrils as I breathed.

This sort of thing never happened to me before - to a male-slut friend of mine of course, but never to me. Don't we all have friends like that? Well now I was one of them - and I felt damn cheap and moronic.