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Missing Time
Date: 10/3/2014, Categories: Hardcore, Author: TheTravellingMan, Rating: , Source: LushStories
With a start, he woke up clasping a pillow in a light, airy bedroom. Beams of watery winter sunlight hurt his eyes and forced them closed. He took some air through his nostrils; they filled with a hint of perfume and the faint musky smell of sex. He had no idea where he was. Rolling onto his back, his body complained with a dull ache and so did his morning glory. His mind blank, whatever he had done and whoever he had done it with - it had been strenuous, very strenuous. He ventured to open his eyes again and slowly regained focus as he ran his fingers through his hair. The mattress was soft and seductively tempting him back to sleep – his racing mind had other ideas. “Hello?” It was a gruff croak; his dry mouth had a terrible metallic taste to it. He cleared his throat the best he could and tried again a little louder, “Hello?” Nothing. He did not recognise these surroundings. As his torpid brain rifled through his memories, he had never been so drunk that he could not remember what had happened. His anxiety levels began to rise and his head began to pound; a sonorous dull thump marked time with his beating heart. Office Christmas Party, drinking games with Ned, Soup, Jonesy and Stella. Licking salt off Stella’s tits, necking Tequila, thrusting his face into her cleavage to bite on the lemon nestled there. A quiet groan left him, “Oh fuck.” Stella taking his hand and saying, “I have something to show you, come on, you’ll like it.” Whilst he had never been to Stella’s flat, ...