How I Met My Girlfriend [MF]

Since the time of my first story, Tara and I are still friends. We briefly had a good run as friends with benefits but that ended when I got together with my current girlfriend, Karen. Tara and I haven’t hooked up ever since I got with Karen except for one occasion but that’s a whole other story. If it wasn’t for Tara bringing me along with her to a Halloween party with her friends, I would never have met Karen.

I was meeting up with Tara at her apartment to pre-game before the Halloween party. Being the minimalist cheap bastard that I was, I wore jeans, a red flannel shirt, a beanie, and called myself a lumberjack/Canadian/Guess-what-I-am-because-you’ll-always-guess-the-right-answer costume. As Tara answered the door, I was blinded by bright lights flooding out from behind her and as I saw the outline of Tara’s figure I thought I was looking into the gates of heaven. Mostly because she was dressed up as an angel and for some reason she and her roommates had turned on every light imaginable in the apartment. I guess to better put on their makeup? Not that I was complaining. The moment I walked into the apartment, I was greeted by four, including Tara, Asian angels wearing white tank tops/crop tops, white booty shorts, a pair of wings and a golden lanyard wreath on their heads to represent the halos. I was appreciating Tara’s costume in particular as I couldn’t help but steal glances here and there of Tara’s underbun peeking out from beneath her shorts. We all took a few shots of tequila and bourbon with some chasers before we started walking over to the party.

For those of you who wonder in amazement how girls are never cold as they walk outside in their skimpy Halloween costumes, it’s because of the alcohol. According to Tara, it keeps you feeling warm enough until you get to your next drink. I found that hard to believe since she was holding onto my arm as we were walking and I could feel her slightly shivering. Thankfully for her, the party was only down the block and we were soon within the hot and muggy refuge that one can only find at a party where 25-40 costumed people are crammed into a small 4 bedroom apartment.

As soon as we get in, Tara, I and her roommates head over to the kitchen where the drinks were at and all shared a shot before everyone went off to do their own thing. As Tara headed over to dance, I stayed back in the kitchen to grab some snacks and a beer.

Soon, I found myself talking to another girl who was taking a break from the crowd and chilling in the kitchen with me. She was Asian, about Tara’s height of around 5 feet but bustier than Tara with a C cup, and wore just a simple pair of jean shorts and a white-pinkish blouse. We’re at a Halloween costume party so I had to ask, “what are you supposed to be dressed as?”
“Nothing really. My roommate dragged me along with her and I just put on whatever.”
Cool, cool. Does whatever she wants and goes with the flow. I respect that. We talked for a bit and chilled until one girl came up to the two of us and asked us to go play rage cage. Well, more like dragged us out. Before we could say anything, we soon found ourselves at a table with all the cups set up. There’s about 10 other people around the table and the girl that I was just talking to in the kitchen was across from me and staring at me with those eyes that screamed “I’m gonna get you shitfaced.” Oh fuck…

What ended up happening was an intense game where the girl from the kitchen and I would take every chance we could get to make the other person drink. Our end goal: get her or me to drink that last cup containing a mix of OJ, vodka, 3 different beers and some other crap. And lo and behold, at the end of the game, I watched in relief as the poor sap to my left was forced to drink that horrid mix. Her and I quickly looked at each other, and decided to walk out the side door of the house for some fresh air.

Up to this point, I never got her name but before I could even say anything, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. We started making out right outside the door. I lost track of everything that was going on around us as we leaned up against the wall next to the side door of the house. I could feel her start to grind up against me as we made out and found my hands tracing the outlines of her figure. Suddenly, my trance was broken when I heard Tara going “whoooo” and cheering me on. I looked over towards the sound of her voice and saw her with one of her girlfriends peeking out the door. Tara gave me a wink and a nod before pushing her friend back inside and closing the door. The girl from the kitchen asked, “friend of yours?”

“Yep.”

“Let’s go around the corner for some more privacy.”

**Sex starts here**

We headed towards the back of the house where there weren’t any lights and out of view from most people at the party and continued where we left off. She continued to grind her lower parts against my leg while I continued to feel her up as we kissed. Soon, my hands found their way under her blouse, unhooked her bra and caressed her bare, C cup breasts. I felt her hands go down my chest and my abs to the top of my jeans where she began to unfasten my belt and undo the zipper of my pants. Soon she broke off the kiss, slowly went down on her knees, laying a kiss and a hickey on my neck as she went down, and soon released my stiff member from the waistband of my underwear.

I’m not going to lie when I say that this girl’s blowjob technique is way better than Tara’s. The way she licks the underside of my cock, how deep she took me into her mouth while sucking it just right, how she uses her tongue to play with the head of my cock, managing to tease the underside of the head just right. It was much better than the blowjobs that I was used to receiving. Soon after holding her hair as she bobbed her head up and down along my cock, I told her to stand up and let me repay her with interest. I pressed her on the wall as I kissed her, with my free hand unbuckling her shorts and snaking underneath her soaked panties. My middle finger teased her entrance as I traced the outside of her labia, taking my sweet time each round I made with my finger as it came up to her clit. I can feel her moan into my lips as we kissed and felt her grip on the hair of the back of my head tighten as my middle finger slipped in. I can feel her wetness slowly pool in my palm as I fingered her. She broke off our kiss and placed her head to rest on my shoulder as she softly moaned into my ear.

Suddenly I felt her gently pressing against my hand that was fingering her as she whispered into my ear, “do you have a condom on you?” Thankfully, I kept a couple of condoms in my back pocket whenever Tara and I gotten in the mood. My cock, still free after her blowjob, was soon wrapped in the condom and I prepared to enter this girl, whose name I still didn’t know, doggy style. But she was still facing me, her shorts on the ground around one of her legs. Confused, I was about to ask her if she wanted to do it doggy style but before I could say anything, she brought her leg up. I’ve seen a couple porn videos to know the kind of position she wanted. I got the hint and helped bring her leg onto my shoulder while she braced one arm on the wall and the other holding me around my neck. It was a kind of missionary style where we stood up and she had one leg on me while the other was still on the ground. Considering the height difference between us, I had to bend my knees to properly line myself up with her entrance. She nearly moaned loud enough for the neighborhood to hear as I entered her. I could feel how wet she was around me and started slowly thrusting into her. Unfortunately, as sexy as the position looked, after a couple dozen thrusts, this position quickly got uncomfortable for the two of us and she took her leg off my shoulder, faced away and placed both hands on the walls, and looked over her shoulder inviting me in. I teased her entrance with the head of my cock a few times before slowly burying myself fully into her.

As I continued to slowly thrust into her, I leaned forward and brought one hand to caress her breasts that were still covered under her blouse and brought my other hand to play with her clit. I brought my head to be right near her shoulder and in between moans I whispered into her ear, “That other position wasn’t as good as it looked huh?”

“It looked- really- sexy and- fun when I was watching- porn. Ahhh.”

Soon I began to feel myself close to the edge and asked if she wanted me to pull out when I came. She told me yes, and I began to thrust more rapidly into her until, when the moment came, I pulled out of her and came into the condom. I gently leaned on her back listening to her panting slowly as I recovered. After a minute or two, we collected her shorts, which had come off her leg when we switched positions and were lying next to where we had sex, fixed ourselves up and tossed the used condom in the trash before heading back to the party. Before we walked back into the house, she wrapped her arms around me one more time and we made out one last time before rejoining the party.

The rest of the party went by without much else happening besides finding Tara and dancing with her and her friends. I didn’t see much of the girl from the kitchen for the rest of the party and after an hour or two, Tara, one of her roommates and I left to go back to her place. Tara was pretty much gone from all the drinking she had done that night so I helped her roommate bring her back to her room and after chilling and sobering up in their living room for a couple more hours (my hangover prevention method: don’t sleep till you sober up and drink tons of water while doing so), I drove back home to my apartment.

I met up with Tara on the next school day after the party as we were waiting for our lecture to start. I was sitting in the lecture hall when Tara came up and sat next to me. She had a friend with her as well and even though I hadn’t met her friend before I swore I recognized her from somewhere. Tara introduced us and said, “Hey ______, guess who’s in our class! You saw her at the party last weekend, remember?”

“Wait, when?”

“Remember when we opened the door to go outside and you were right there making out and hooking up with Betty? She was going to go outside with me to get some fresh air when we saw you two and decided to give you two some privacy.”

“Whoa. Wait, her name was Betty?”

“Huh? Yeah. You didn’t know who she was the whole time?! She’s in the culture club with me. She just got through a breakup and she was looking for a rebound. That’s why I gave you two some room.”

“Wow. Ummm. Ok. Well, that’s one mystery solved.”

I then looked over at Tara’s friend and asked, “I’m sorry. I’m ______. What’s your name?”

“Oh hey. I’m Karen. Nice to meet you.”

And that’s how I first met Karen.

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