(Some Context: Brandon and I met on my 19th bday at party, we had sex and it turned into something more. A week or so later we became bf/gf. We've been dating a month now. So I'm 5'8, slim, 36C breasts, pale, long blonde hair, big blue eyes. Brandon has short brown hair, 6'3, muscular, blue/green eyes)
So it’s Spring Break and St. Patrick’s Day!!! My boyfriend Brandon and I are at a bar with a bunch of our friends. We’re all drinking and playing pool and darts. As it got later into the night, let’s say midnight or so, the bar started to get really loud and crowded, as more drunk people piled in. Brandon and I decide to leave early and head back to his apartment. We’re both completely intoxicated, so we decided to walk. Luckily his apartment was only a few blocks away, so it only took about five minutes to get there. We arrive at his apartment and we stumble in, laughing and yelling uncontrollably. We slam the door and make our way to his bedroom. I wanted to change out of my current outfit, which was a black, tight short leather skirt, floral lace tights, black platform lace up booties and a green button up shirt. I didn't have another change of clothes, so I decided to just wear one of Brandon’s white T-shirts, which were big on me. So I begin to strip down to my underwear, and before I could put on his shirt, he wraps his arms around my waist and begins to kiss my neck. I gasp and drop his shirt, moaning and pressing myself against him. He slides one hand up to my left breast, kneading at it, and the other hand down my panties, rubbing my clit and sliding a finger in me. I begin to whimper, pant and shake as he moves his fingers faster across my clit. He spins me around and shoves me against the wall, ripping off my panties and yanking his pants and underwear down. I lazily grab his cock (I say lazily because I was extremely drunk) and begin to rub his shaft. He groans and I position his cock so that his tip was rubbing my clit. I let out loud moans and he grunts, grabbing my ass and lifting me up. I wrap my legs around him and he shoves his cock in me. He filled me up and stretched me out. I yelped and dug my nails into his back. His thrusting was deep and fast, and I ground my hips against him as he thrust into me. I buried my face in his neck and began to nibble on him. His hands were still on my ass, squeezing it. I lifted my head up for a second and he immediately kissed me. I slid my tongue in his mouth, stroking his with mine softly. When I retracted my tongue I bit his bottom lip, then we resumed kissing as we fucked. “Oh fuck.” he suddenly says. “What?” I asked. “I’m gonna cum!” he said through his teeth. He stopped thrusting and came, his seed filling me up. It was hot and thick and came out fast, it felt really good, and I came as well, squeezing his cock and squirting as I screamed. So then we were both stuck, with me against the wall and him buried deep inside of me. I put one leg down and he pulled out of me, then I put both legs down and walked into the bathroom to take a shower so that I could clean myself up. He follows me in the shower, and we begin to fool around and play in the water. We wash each other off, bodies, hair, all that, and then fool around, but not have sex, because having sex in the shower is terrible.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/306162/st_patricks_day_shenanigans