It was a Friday dark. I was youthful to own my own house at 19, and as a consequence, money was very short. convention Fri Nox at the pub were out of the head but rather, my planetary house became a convergence point for all our champion and brace who all still lived at family. It was a happy time and exciting as we could consume mini parties late into the night as we desired with concluded exemption and no parents in the way.

On this distinct evening as well as the usual 8 or so masses ( all made up as couples ) our friends Tom and Hannah came over. What you need to know about T and H is that they did n't really get on. They had got together very young and T was a bit of an bunghole. Very selfish and rather immature. Everything had to be his own way. H was very sexy. 18 years old, blonde, nifty body and really pretty. For T she was just a aphrodisiac Whitney Young girl who loved to fuck. He only got away with his persona because he was also very serious looking and I do n't think she could resist him physically half the time regardless of how much of a tool he could be.

About a year into their relationship she started to get pissed off with him. His selfish ways and immaturity would often lead to bickering after a few drinks. Tonight was no exception. I had always got on well with H, I was 20, so a bit sometime, more mature and certainly more stable. Own house, decent car, decent job.

After a few drinking, we would often tease each other a little. My girlfriend used to ignore it as it was just what she did and I played a very secure job in looking like I was actively dissuading it.

On this peculiar Friday, I had gone into the kitchen to pour another glass of wine-coloured when I could see and overhear another T & H row. There was a plain mickle of the lounge where everyone else was and I just pulled up a chair in the kitchen and sat down to keep out of it. I could see everyone else looking at me just rolling their center thinking `` here we go '' and smirking. My girlfriend looked at me as if to say - you lucky git getting out of the room just in time.

As usual, T & H needed to basically get split up to calm down and my Girlfriend almost crowded H into the kitchen for me to calm her down as she knew she would listen to me and my girl took control of Tom. H came over, poured another glassful of wine-colored in tears and said : `` he is just such an arsehole '' and started sobbing. I gave her a hug and sat down with her on my lap. She was sat sideways, her legs to one slope her arms around me and cheek into my neck. My girlfriend looked over to see if she was ok and with a simpleton indication I let her know she was fine and to go sort T out.

This was when things started to get very exciting.

H was nestling into my neck opening and after a few bit started opening up. I kept comforting her. I remember she said `` why ca n't he be more like you, your so nice. After a few product line of `` well no not really, you do n't have to exist with me '' kind of dismissive talk she started to gently kiss my cervix. It was thoroughgoing luck that at the angle we were sat at no one could see that bit.

It felt so dependable to have this gorgeous sexy girl kissing my neck. It had been quite some fourth dimension. I was very timid with my hired man. I wanted her to screw that I was enjoying it, but without being too explicit in pillow slip either she freaked out or I was noticed by someone.

The more I hugged and clenched her eubstance the more sensuous the hugging and the sounds increased in sex. I said `` Woah there H '' it been a while and this look astounding, you 're going to make my cock hard and I might get a bit ashamed, and if nothing else I wo n't be able to stand up if I have to ! ) Her reply was a deep, warmly exhale down her olfactory organ into my skin. `` god that just made my pussy really wet '' The imperativeness of my swollen cock pushed against my trousers. I could also finger her clasping her legs together and pushing herself down into my lap. This continued for a minute or so before I worked out I could put my hands up her leg, under her dress to feel her bare skin without being seen by anyone else. The alcohol inside us, the folie in the former room and the sheer cacoethes of what I was feeling override any system of logic or signified and I just thought `` fuck it ''.

I started leisurely at first ... still talking. I said to H, oh god this feels good, but it is so severe. I said `` do you know no issue what I am thinking, my dick is hard as Fe now '' H replied `` and my twat has also taken over. `` It means that regardless of this billet, whatever our intellect should be thinking, our eubstance are ready to make out each other right wing here and now ''. `` I wish I could feel that wetness right now '' I whispered and rolled my hand further up under her dress, along her soft legs, closer to her arse. She stirred slightly and before I knew it my hands her on her knee breeches. `` I want you right now '' she murmured into my ear very discreetly and with one action I had moved her lean knickers to one side to feel the soft sticky, slightly stubbly puffy snatch lips. My immediate action was to rub my thumb onto her clit, the repose of my fingers down between her legs. It was swollen, hard but disappointingly dry. I thought, damn - not so rick on as I guessed. As I rubbed up and down, she shifted again and suddenly, as she pushed down I felt the wetness she had told me about. She was soaking wet. From her puss hole was flowing more succus than I had ever encountered before with my lover, it had run right down between her bum impudence. Very quickly I was able to bestow up some of the honey and her entire pussy and clit were now a hot glossy and swollen entity. I could n't help but observe doing down for foresightful, exploring with my thumb just how wet she was everywhere.

This is where I encountered a first, that made me self-aggrandising and harder than ever. As my thumb passed her opening she pushed down, my four finger's breadth slid in the juice between her thighs and my thumb slipped right in, up to my knuckle into her cunt. It was close, hot, dripping and she used her muscles to bosom it hard and force down. She clasped my ovolo so hard I could hardly move it. This was indeed a loaded new snatch. I remember thinking about how this would finger on my stopcock if I could even get it in which clearly was not potential in this condition.

The more she squeezed and thrust the more fluid leaked down. I was enjoying rubbing the juices between her thigh and arse face and fucking her with my thumb. With no deliberate sweat, I could feel the low gear two fingers on my odd deal tracing the line of hide between her arse cheeks up to my quarter round in her pussy. It felt so adept. I drifted off, taking my eye off the adjacent room. I was in paradise.

On the next liberty chit of her arse, I am not sure what followed but she shifted again, and those two digit slid right into her tight derriere. She let out a deep grunt and pushed strenuously against my hand. Despite sliding in easy I could palpate her skin inside her arse almost squeaking and straining against two whole fingers I now had my finger of my left helping hand inside both her holes. I could sense my fingers deep in her arse with my ovolo in her cunt, and almost her unanimous organic structure weight driving down on them. Using her muscles to fuck my hand without really moving. Something I had never felt before. All she whispered into my ear is `` oh god, fuck I want you to fuck me, I want to feel your putz inside me ''

Without warning, I was aware of my girlfriend walking down the animation room talking to T and heading our way. Luckily I was able to glide my hand out in plenty of time. H knew that someone was coming but had n't really moved at all, so no one had a cue. My lady friend proposed that I should convey her outside for a cigarette and try to come back in and join everyone as its all calmed down.

I can not remember a thing about that smoke. All I remember is smoking looking through the patio room access at everyone whilst H smoked next to me with her back to the brick pillar out of muckle. I remember talking to her, and I remember her body language to me that had not changed at all but after a couple of puffs, she said she felt pale. She dropped the fag and walked in the sign, through the kitchen, through the lounge ignoring everyone except to say `` I think I 'm going to be unbalanced ''. Not a shock given how much she had drunkard. I finished my fag and came in. Tom, it appeared had followed her upstairs into the bathroom. She was n't in the mood for him, it was too soon. My girlfriend called me upstairs and I just followed the randomness into the bath. H was trying to dislodge T out of the john shouting `` leave me alone '', `` Fucking get out '' My lady friend was with T in the door prompting T to trace her out and H banged the door shut. Now it was just me and her in the room with a closed door.

T did bang on it a few times which just meant my GF had to take him farther away. `` I just want to make sure she is ok '' he kept replying. My GF just said through the threshold that I should see that she is OK and she would be back in a minute of arc. She took T away.

H turned to me and kissed me. Her hand slid down to my trousers and she started rubbing my gumshoe through the material. It was soon very hard again. She undid my pant to get to my bagger shorts. My tool was straining against them, a boastfully wet bandage had been developing for the terminal half an hour and the mind of my hawkshaw was Brobdingnagian, uncomfortable, and swollen.

Within seconds H was on all fours and lifted her dress up. I could n't avail it, I slipped her bloomers down, dropped my trousers and placed my now hard again dick up against her kitty. Once again I felt that feeling of wet, slippery but squeaking sentience as my dick was thrust in as recondite as it would go from my own sweat and her pushing back in like a `` cat '' pose. This was very dangerous. As a young man, I had Brobdingnagian sum of money of cum being produced. Sometimes I would wank my self off multiple times a day, I never appeared to run out. Once I made myself cum 5 times in one afternoon watching porn. I knew I was n't going to hold on long so hold on pulling out only to push back in again, vigorously. The audio was incredible, I am sure enough you could take heed the stretching of the pelt. I could sense this was frustrating for her ( hey it was what it was and this is a true story remember ! )

I could hear stride coming up the stair so we both got up quickly and opened the room access before my lady friend reach the top. She only had to pull her dress down.

H suggested that she had had enough for one night to everyone and wanted to sleep. The spare room was next to the bathroom, the bed all ready for them. We helped her get into bed and one by one left the room. As I was about to leave behind she stopped me and said can you please stay with me for a minute, I looked at my GF who nodded at me. She was so into organising and controlling everyone she was ignoring the fact that we would be alone. Perhaps she thought H was too drunk to do anything anyway. Who knows but my GF said, properly I am going downstairs to continue T away till she is asleep. ejaculate down when she is.

That was that. Flipping heck, really ! ?

H was certainly drowsy by this point but I was still hard as a rock.

I stroked her hair for a bit and said `` that was pretty mad '' she just grinned and said `` shame it all had to end '' and squeezed my dick through my trouser. I think she was shocked that I was still tilt hard. with one hand and a smirk, she unfastened my trousers and said : `` come here ''. I said `` I ca n't get in there with you - its too much '' and she replied without even looking up `` no, not getting in, just contribute your cock here and let me polish off what I began. Before I knew it I was bending over here, her mouth panoptic receptive and with one warm, soft, wet natural action was sucking up and down quite slowly. Her hand was holding my prepuce right back which was making the head even more enlarged. My pelvic arch started to pair her movements and I was pushing further and further in. I could find it hitting her throat. The only if sound coming from her was a farsighted `` mmmmmm '' I was in Heaven. this was my kickoff EVER cock sucking ... GF hated them.

It did n't take long before it all got a bit too much and I knew If I did n't pull away I was going to cum. I must take made a noise and tried to pull back but I remember her gripping hold of me and making the `` uh uh '' haphazardness. She took me out of her mouth and said : `` kiss me ''. It was a long deep kiss, I could taste my own precum on her backtalk. Our lips together she said, `` I want you to come in my mouth ''. `` Are you certain ? '' I said and she got on to her custody and knees and engulfed my dick one more prison term. She seemed to know when I was getting close because rather than rubbing my dick she just pulled back hard tugging my prepuce again and making my head swell. With two surplus get-up-and-go into her mouth, I just held my ego fully stretched, static in her brim pumping surge after wave of cum into her closed back talk. With two or three thick audible swallows she had taken the lot with a very fill `` Mmmmm '' as I filled her mouth. When she slowly sucked off the end of my prick and pulled out, it was like I had never come. She just said `` mmmm your a big boy and you taste good '' Thankyou. Now go downstairs or you will be missed. I kissed her one stopping point time and nodded.

Now I had to go and be normal and venture nothing had happened ... what 45 moment that was. Although this was not an isolated incident with H, null ever developed between us over the years past casual face-off. I often wondered what would bear been. The next day was just as interesting for sure. Maybe when I have time I will share that too .