hazelnut's Great Idea

She always seemed to get me tied up in her crazy plan. I swear, I was supposed to be home and in bed, watching Say Yes To The Dress. As depressing as it may go to some, for me, it was a perfect Fri night. A trivial Ben and Jerry's would induce it even better.

hazel's giggle caused me release around, and there she is, my best champion, dancing on the bar, with no blouse on. I shook my read/write head and started to get up to grab her, but her boyfriend, Kirkland got to her first. He wrapped a blanket around her and pulled her down. He motioned to me that they were going upstairs to his room, and quickly gathered her up in his arms, and ran up the stairs.

Great, now I'm left down here with 10 virtual strangers. Hazel had taken my car keys earlier, so that I wouldn't leave, and shown me to a guest room for me to crash in. As I look around at the other people, well-nigh are still coupled up. I decide to grab a soda ash and a snack, and head up to my room.

I close the fridge and out of nowhere a tall, dark haired guy that I had noticed earlier, pushed me back onto the electric refrigerator door, pinned my shoulders, and before I could move or defend him off, industrial plant a buss on my lips. He pulls back, and grin, then comes back in for another kiss. He released my berm, and gently grabbed the incline of my aspect. He kissed me like the dark stranger kisses a girl in all of the old movies I like to ascertain. It was seductive and queerly passionate, considering I didn't even know his gens. I had been kissed before, but never like this. It took my breath away, and made me feel lightheaded. Although it could have been because of the tricky 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.

"Well, well, well. It was as nice as I'd thought 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 eye almost danced now.

I've never been beneficial at dalliance, so I just smiled. The punch had me feeling pretty relaxed, but not enough to loose my tongue. It didn't matter, a secondly later I was back against the fridge. This time he didn't just assault my lips. He parted my mouth and teased my tongue with his. I haven't had many tongues in my mouth, but I could tell his knife had played in a More than a few. It was so strong and sure. It left me no question that he was in control. I felt my clit begin to throb. Good matter I had thought to take my lilliputian travelling vibrator. I was gon na involve it after this snuggling session. I asked myself repeatedly why I was allowing this. I was too distracted by this psyche blowing minute to come up with an answer.

He started kissing my neck and nibbling my earlobe. All the while, his hands were rubbing my hips and ass. I should cause rethought the short chick I was wearing, but more than that, I should experience ignored Hazel's suggestion to go without pantie. She'd said the panty line was noticeable, and since I was too prude to wear a thong, I should go without tonight. Maybe this was the one time I should have followed my own creative thinker. Just then, I felt his mouth on my teat. I hadn't even noticed him unbutton my blouse, yet there he was, suckling on me like a newborn baby. I heard him moan, meretricious and deep. Then, as he grazed it with his teeth, I heard it again, and realized the strait wasn't coming from him, but that it was me. One of his hands made it under my skirt, and directly to my wet slur. He zeroed in on my throb clit, and rubbed it slowly but steadily. As he sucked on the one nipple and pinched the early firmly, his gait quickened on my hot and toilsome clit. His lips met mine again, and his thumb was now working my clit, as his first two fingerbreadth entered me. I gasp and he kisses me heavy as his fingers continue to pee my head spin.

Never leaving my hot slur or my sass, he maneuvers us over to the kitchen tabular array. I found myself lying back, and after stroking me a few more times with his fingers, he quickly snatched his hand away and replaced it with his mouth. He darted his grueling tongue into my hole, and hungrily lapped up my juice. He explored every inch of it inside, slurped on it, the sounds sending me into a frenzy. I lift my hips to arrive at it easier for him to solve me freely. His finger were back inside of me, fucking me hard, but instead of his thumb on my button, this time it was his wet, hot, athirst backtalk. Licking it feverishly and sucking it like a pacifier. He was pounding my pussy so hard, I could hear my succus splashing. He reached up and grasped a nipple between his fingers. Rolling and squeezing it, while he continued to make my kitty-cat shake and constrict. I felt the heat upsurge up my soundbox, from my inner second joint, and my physical structure 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 body was on flack, and minuscule shake moved throughout me.

Do I play it poise, and get up now, fix my clothes and go up to my room alone ? Do I invite him up with me to finish what he started ? Whatever I decided, two things were for for sure. I would never forget this dark, and I might just acquire that hoot hazel's suggestions more often .