Hazel's Great Idea

She always seemed to get me tied up in her crazy plans. I swear, I was supposed to be home and in bed, watching Say Yes To The wearing apparel. As depressing as it may vocalise to some, for me, it was a perfect Fri Nox. A little Ben and Jerry's would make it even better.

hazelnut's giggle caused me turn around, and there she is, my outflank Quaker, dancing on the bar, with no blouse on. I shook my head teacher and started to get up to catch her, but her fellow, Kirkland got to her first of all. He wrapped a mantle around her and pulled her down. He motioned to me that they were going upstairs to his way, and quickly gathered her up in his munition, and ran up the stairs.

Great, now I'm left down here with 10 virtual stranger. Hazel had taken my car keys earlier, so that I wouldn't leave, and shown me to a node room for me to crash in. As I look around at the former people, most are still coupled up. I decide to snaffle a soda and a snack, and head up to my room.

I close the fridge and out of nowhere a tall, darkness haired guy that I had noticed earlier, pushed me back onto the fridge door, pinned my shoulders, and before I could locomote or fight him off, plants a candy kiss on my lips. He pulls back, and smiles, then comes back in for another kiss. He released my shoulder joint, and gently grabbed the face of my face. He kissed me like the dark stranger kisses a girlfriend in all of the old movies I like to see. It was seductive and queerly passionate, considering I didn't even sleep together his name. I had been kissed before, but never like this. It took my breath away, and made me feel lightheaded. Although it could hold been because of the sly punch I'd had earlier, I strongly doubted it.

The stranger pulled back again, and his eyes twinkled as he let go of my face.

"fountainhead, well, well. It was as nice as I'd thought process it would be."he said.

I stared at him blankly. He seemed quite confident in himself. It bordered on cockiness.

"Was it as good for you, Princess ?"His optic almost danced now.

I've never been good at coquetry, so I just smiled. The punch had me feeling pretty relaxed, but not enough to undo my natural language. It didn't matter, a 2nd later I was back against the fridge. This fourth dimension he didn't just dishonour my back talk. He parted my mouth and teased my tongue with his. I haven't had many lingua in my back talk, but I could distinguish his glossa had played in a more than than a few. It was so potent and certainly. It left me no doubt that he was in controller. I felt my clit begin to throb. proficient thing I had thought to pack my tiny change of location vibrator. I was gon na require it after this necking session. I asked myself repeatedly why I was allowing this. I was too distracted by this thinker blowing moment to come up with an answer.

He started kissing my neck and nibbling my earlobes. All the patch, his manus were rubbing my coxa and ass. I should take in rethought the short skirt I was wearing, but more than that, I should have ignored Hazel's proffer to go without pantie. She'd said the step-in line was noticeable, and since I was too puritan to wear a flip-flop, I should go without tonight. Maybe this was the one meter I should ingest followed my own judgment. Just then, I felt his mouthpiece on my nipple. I hadn't even noticed him unbutton my blouse, yet there he was, suckling on me like a newborn baby. I heard him moan, tacky and deep. Then, as he grazed it with his teeth, I heard it again, and realized the sound wasn't coming from him, but that it was me. One of his paw made it under my skirt, and directly to my wet spot. He zeroed in on my pounding clitoris, and rubbed it slowly but steadily. As he sucked on the one teat and pinched the early firmly, his pace quickened on my hot and hard button. His mouth met mine again, and his thumb was now working my clit, as his first of all two fingerbreadth entered me. I gasp and he kisses me tough as his finger continue to make my drumhead spin.

Never leaving my hot spot or my mouth, he maneuvers us over to the kitchen table. I found myself lying back, and after stroking me a few more than times with his fingers, he quickly snatched his hand away and replaced it with his sassing. He darted his strong tongue into my yap, and hungrily lapped up my juices. He explored every inch of it inside, slurped on it, the sounds sending me into a frenzy. I lift my hips to make it easier for him to lick me freely. His fingers were back inside of me, fucking me backbreaking, but instead of his thumb on my clit, this clock time it was his wet, hot, athirst lip. Licking it feverishly and sucking it like a pacifier. He was pounding my pussy so hard, I could get wind my succus splashing. He reached up and grasped a mamilla between his fingerbreadth. Rolling and squeezing it, while he continued to make my kitty shiver and constrict. I felt the heat Benjamin Rush up my physical structure, from my inner second joint, and my body began to stiffen.

All at once, he stopped. He stopped everything, and just stood there, looking at me wiggle on the table. I wanted him badly, and he knew it. My whole dead body was on fire, and little trembles moved throughout me.

Do I bring it cool, and get up now, fix my clothes and go up to my room alone ? Do I ask over him up with me to finish what he started ? Whatever I decided, two things were for surely. I would never forget this night, and I might just take up that shit hazelnut's suggestions more often .