Some years ago I had been having an on-off relationship with a girl I knew from Canada, who was living here in the UK for a while. We'd been 'off' for a while and as she was getting set for returning to Canada in about two days we decided to go out and have a few drinks. Well we wound up having quite a lot of drinks and duly got quite drunk. We got to kissing and the combination of factors (rampant hard-on, alcohol, a hot girl about to leave my life...) led me to decide that just a few more drinks would be sufficient to get me into her knickers.

So despite requesting diet cokes, I returned with vodka and coke every time, just topping up her booze intake until she was pretty 'relaxed'. On the way back to her place we kissed, quite a bit until she had her tongue in my mouth. I took this as a green light and we eased into a dark alley. My cock was utterly rigid inside my jeans and she ran her hand over it as I slid a hand under her skirt, finding her knickers utterly soaking. As my fingers brushed her mound she slurred 'Yes' and she duly bent over for me, presenting her cute, plump ass for me. I pulled her wet knickers aside and slid into her and began to ride her. The booze and pure lust made me quite rough, which I knew she liked, and I was balls deep quite quickly. Although I didn't last long, I filled her tight little puss quite satisfyingly. We walked the rest of the way to her place, swaying drunkenly.

Back in her room we kissed and as I stood to go, she caught my hand and said 'Just where the fuck are you going??' as she unfastened her skirt. Her knickers were soaked and now quite cummy and I took my time licking her pussy out. Not long after she passed out and, complete bastard that I am, I took the opportunity of playing with her tits, which rounded off a great night.

We didn't speak about it the following morning and after she returned to Canada we kinda lost touch, which was a shame. Spiking her drinks was a pretty shitty thing to do but we had fun fucking in that alleyway...