Chapter 11

"I can't believe you talked me into this," Natalie cried as she downed a single vodka shot. "I could've been at home, being middle-aged. I'm 23 not 18."

Adam laughed and took his vodka downing it and turning his shot glass upside down. "What dya fancy next?"

Natalie looked up and down her set of glasses and picked the blended whisky which Adam matched from his set, they clinked it together and downed them.

Natalie coughed, looking at him and tilting her head back up towards the ceiling. "Ah fuck," she cried.

"Tequila," Adam suggested pointing to the end shot in his row of five drinks and Natalie shook her head.

"Give me minute," she begged and took deep breaths, tapping the table.

Adam smirked. "You know the rules," he teased. Natalie sighed and grunted picking the tequila and downing it. They proceeded to drink all five of the spirits followed by a jug of cocktail and Natalie was alternating between spinning around, falling into people and chatting loudly with Adam.

They spilled out of the pub at two in the morning, Natalie falling into the road, and Adam had to grab her. She smiled at him, knocking her head to one side. "You saved me," she shouted playfully and gripped Adam's hand, zigzagging down the road towards their house.

"Your drunk," Adam told the inebriated girl and Natalie shook her head.

"I'm not," she started and then burped. "OK, 'es I am." She giggled and jumped over a puddle, landing in it and soaking the bottom of her trousers.

"You are so pissed," Adam said with a grin. "You are gonna have such a hangover tomorr-a."

Natalie tutted in annoyance and pulled Adam around a corner into their road. "This way silly," she tutted and Adam shook his head.

"Was going to cross," he told her and Natalie skipped into the side street to reach the other pavement. "Has anyone ever told you that you are crazy?" he told her and Natalie nodded, pulling out keys and throwing them up the air. They missed the drain by inches and Adam shook his head, allowing the drunken girl to unlock the front door and fall into the house.

"Get your clothes off," she told him before she had even closed the door and Adam smiled, kicking off his trainers.

"Not the first drunken girl to have told me that," he teased and Natalie looked at him, unbuttoning his shirt. "Easy tiger," he muttered but Natalie shook her head and leant in to kiss him, pushing him back against the wall. She was panting, her hands, frantically playing with his belt as their tongues explored each other's mouth and she felt Adam's cold hands reach the waistband of her jeans, sliding them down with her underwear caught inside his thumbs.

"Fuck this," she muttered and kicked off her jeans, dragging the naked man up the stairs by the hand.

"Nat," he muttered, but there was no response from the curvy Scottish girl as she unlocked her bedroom door and threw off her top, followed by her bra.

Adam hesitated and she kissed him again, allowing his hands to wander over her flanks and her smooth rear. She reached around to touch his arse, pulling him towards her and then slipped her hand between them to stroke his cock. He sighed, and she broke the kiss, looking into his eyes with a smile.

"Come here," she breathed passionately, throwing him onto her double bed with purple bedding and climbed on top of him, eagerly wrapping her lips around his member, and presenting her moist opening to Adam. Natalie purred as his lips touched hers, his tongue sliding down her slickness. Natalie groaned in heavenly appreciation and ran her tongue along the tip of Adam's glans.

He grunted, his body tensing up and she slid a finger into her mouth and then traced the wet digit down his cock and past his testicles, pressing against his perineum. She felt Adam's legs tense and quiver as her mouth sucked on the head of his cock, swishing the very tip with her tongue and massaging the glans with her lips.

He inhaled sharply as her mouth danced over his sensitive organ and grunted, but Natalie pressed her own loins back into his face, demanding that he resume his own oral duties. Adam flicked her clitoris with his tongue, feeling the Scottish girl's thighs quiver against his ears, and her pressing his face into her mattress.

He gasped for air, sucking in her musky scent and slid his tongue along her crevice, poking at her hole before sucking on her pearl again.

She grunted, moving her hair out of the way as she slid down his shaft with her mouth, rolling her tongue around his manhood as she slid up and down. She could feel an intense build up of excitement in her loins, crying out as Adam lapped at her button.

She squealed, her muscles shaking and her body trembling as it neared release. She gasped, took a deep breath and cried out, the sounds of orgasm echoing in the room.

She slouched forward, Adam's erect cock lying underneath her chin, as she bucked and rocked back, forcing Adam's tongue further into her hole, and across her perineum.

She gasped in delight as his tongue flicked her bud, gripping the duvet and nasally grunting into Adam's thighs. "Ah shit, ahh yeah, ahh..."

She trailed off, her voice being replaced by higher pitched grunting and squealing as Adam flicked her anus and she drove her loins into his face, so his tongue went back to her clitoris. Adam wrapped his arms around her thighs and steadied her frantic motions before sucking on her pearl.

He moved his hands and took her breasts in his hands, squeezing them gently and rubbing her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Natalie exploded into passionate, animal-like cries, banging the bed in lust and gripping the head of her partner between the thighs. "Ahhh shit," she yelled and tensed her entire body, as she held her breath; the powerful climax cascading through her body.

She squealed loudly, gasping for air and slouched forward, resting for a moment. She put her hand between her legs to stop Adam lavishing more attention on her hypersensitive genitals and took deep breaths.

Adam waited for her to turn around and she kneeled on the bed, looking around to see him. "Ya got a condom?"

Adam nodded and reached for his keys but Natalie shook her head and reached into her drawer, selecting a brightly coloured packet and ripped it open, twisting her body so she could press the teat and slide it down Adam's appendage. He looked into her eyes, and she smiled at him, blowing him a kiss, before twisting her body back into the "doggy" position and guiding Adam into her waiting orifice.

Adam sighed. "Oh Nat," he cried as he gently pushed in, causing her to gasp. She tilted her body downwards and groaned loudly as Adam's gentle thrusting rubbed alongside her vaginal wall. Natalie slid a hand along the bed and touched her clitoris, rubbing it in circles as Adam began to build up a rhythm, taking long, drawn out strokes into the Scottish girl and gripping the top of her thighs to leverage his cock deep into her.

Natalie was hollering and crying out, her body being pounded by Adam, gleefully ramming his sheathed cock into her. Natalie was seeing stars, her body delirious with the first sex she had had for over two months and panted desperately as her breathing became ragged.

She felt Adam's fingers grip on the top of her thighs and his cock twitch inside of her, filling the condom and he groaned loudly as his thrusting slowed to a gentle pace. Natalie closed her eyes, savouring the last sparks of lustful energy from her loins and sighed in satisfaction.

They remained attached for a few moments until Natalie slid forward and grabbed some tissues, kissing the mouth of her partner and rubbing his chest hair. She put the tissues in his hand giggling and blew him a kiss. She got down from the bed and walked over to the door.

"Where you going?" Adam asked.

"Toilet," she replied with a smirk and returned a few moments later to see the used condom in her bin and Adam hesitating. "Get into bed," she told him firmly and opened the duvet for him to climb in and curled her hand over his body.

"Natalie," he whispered.

"What?"

"That was great," he told her. "You were great."

Natalie giggled and squeezed Adam a bit tighter, before gently drifting off to sleep.

It took the light streaming in through the crack in her curtains to wake her, and she rubbed his eyes, looking over at her partner in her bed. "Oh shit," she cried as she squeezed the furrowed brow on her forehead.

Adam stirred and opened his eyes, squawking as he rubbed his eyes. "Ahh shit," he mumbled. "Did we, ya know?"

Natalie looked over at the door and squinted as her eyes adjusted to the pathetic January light that streamed through the gap in her curtains. She focused around the bin and saw a condom draped over the side of the plastic bucket. She threw her head back onto the pillow and closed her eyes. "Fuck. We did."

Adam groaned as he moved his legs and then stretched his muscles. "Christ," he muttered and put his hands over his warm partner. "Well I think it was nice."

Natalie removed his hand from her waist and brushed against his erect cock. He sighed and she pulled the covers from her body and stumbled out of her bed, grabbing hold of an abandoned T-Shirt and scrambling to her feet. Adam sighed and pushed himself into the bed.

Natalie gripped hold of the banister rail as she went down the stairs to use the toilet and then fell into the lounge at the bottom of the stairs. "Sarah's pissed as well," Tabitha muttered as Natalie threw herself into the sofa.

"I'she?" Natalie mumbled. "Twas New Year."

Tabitha snarled and got up, offering the hungover Scottish girl a glass of water which was gratefully accepted. Tabitha returned from the kitchen with two tablets and a pint of water which Natalie gratefully took. "You heard us?" Natalie asked and Tabitha smiled. "Was blind drunk," the hungover girl muttered as she swallowed the two tablets.

"What about the rest of your senses?" Tabitha asked with a grin and Natalie groaned rubbing her eyes.

"Yeah, I know. You know I get horny when I get smashed."

Tabitha snorted. "So does Sarah. But she can't be getting that pissed when she is a mother." Tabitha rubbed her belly and looked at Natalie. "We are pregnant and she forgets that."

Natalie pursed her lips together and nodded. "Maybe. Twas New Year though."

Tabitha sighed. "Well I was tee-total all night," she told her. "I was at my friend's house and I was fine. She's just being irresponsible. It has to stop."

Natalie rubbed her eyes as she sat sipping the water. "I feel so shit. I have so fucked things up. I can't believe what I did last night."

"With Adam?"

Natalie nodded. "I don't want to be sleeping with him," she admitted. "It will just fuck everything up."

"This 'as to stop," Tabitha shouted at her partner. "You can't keep getting pissed every night. We are having a baby."

Sarah sighed as she woke. "Oh Tabs, please, stop it."

Tabitha put a glass of water down on her bedside table and shook her head. "I mean it." Sarah groaned as she sat up and rubbed her forehead. "Hangover?"

Sarah blinked and nodded. "A bit."

"I ain't bringing a baby up in a house with a drunk," Tabitha spat and crossed her arms over her breasts. "And to come in at 3am and begging for sex."

Sarah grunted and took a sip of the ice-cold water. "What?" She murmured and Tabitha wiped her eyes.

"You came into my room at 3am in the morning and started mouthing off. 'You're horny, you want it.' Woke me up, woke the baby up. How selfish can you be?"

Sarah sniffed and took another gulp of the water; her throat was like sandpaper. "Ahh ... sorry."

Tabitha sat down on the bed and looked at her partner. "What happened?"

Sarah shrugged. "It was New Year," Sarah muttered. "And I just had a few too many."

Tabitha looked at the dirty clothes on the floor, and shook her head. "Vomit stains?"

"Ahh yeah, well when I hit the fresh air, it just all came up," she explained, still speaking in a quiet, croaky voice.

"Sarah, you have responsibilities now. Please promise me you ain't gonna be getting pissed every night when we have the baby," the black girl implored of her partner. "You know I hate alcohol."

Sarah rubbed her eyes. "I told ya. I ain't gonna be like ya father. I like a few but I don't get drunk every night." Tabitha sniffed and held Sarah's hand. "And I have never hit you," she added and Tabitha nodded.

Tabitha ran her hands through Sarah's hair. "Yeah, but don't forget your new responsibilities."

Sarah sighed. "And what about yours," she said quickly and closed her eyes as Tabitha's eyes sparkled.

"What about mine?"

"Nothing," Sarah murmured.

"No, spit it out."

Sarah took a deep breath. "What about the father? He has a right to know."

There was a deathly silence and Tabitha shook her head. "We agreed," she cried out and held Sarah's hand tightly. "We agreed not to tell him."

"Well I think we should," Sarah admitted and then winced as she felt her forehead. "I really think we should."

Tabitha looked down at her swollen belly and wiped a tear from her cheek. "No. I dain't want anyone involved," she said firmly and sat back against the wall. "He might get the authorities involved and I'm not going through Social Services again. Not after what my Ma went through."

Sarah took another gulp of water. "Right, if that's what you want," Sarah quietly mumbled. "But I think you are wrong." Tabitha didn't wait to hear anything else and slammed the door behind her.

"I get it," Adam muttered with an exasperated tone.

"Well as long as you do," Natalie replied firmly. "I mean I like you. A bit. Well quite a bit now you're not being a total prick but I ain't wanting a serious relationship, I said that."

"I didn't say I wanted a serious relationship," he snapped and exhaled deeply as he shook his head. "I get it. I wasn't asking you out, I just asking if you wanted to go for lunch."

"Yeah, and I ain't wanting to sleep with you."

"I didn't say you did."

"Yeah 'cause it was a silly mistake."

"You said pleasurable aberration earlier," Adam teased and watch Natalie's face drop. "It doesn't matter, I'm sure I ain't your first one night stand, and I won't be ya last. I'm not gonna fall deeply in love with ya over one night."

Natalie scowled at Adam as his attempts to placate her made tactless suggestions. "Good," she added tersely. "'Cause I dain't sleep with people I live with."

Adam snorted. "You'd make a shit wife then," he joked and rubbed his hands together. "Ya fancy that lunch then, now we're cool."

The naked Natalie shook her head. "Sorry, I can't. I still feel shit, and to be honest, I can't afford it." Adam looked at her and she shrugged. "I've just had Christmas and last night. I'm not made of money."