I drunkenly stumble through the creaky front door and try in vain to stay quiet, cringing as my heels clunk loudly on the cold kitchen tiles. I know it’s late, and i’d get hell tomorrow if I woke any of my roommates up. I tiptoe towards the living room, praising god for the soft carpet that would soon muffle my steps. I take one step onto the soft fuzz when I notice a light still on in the corner of the room. Wondering if one of my roommates was still up, I step further in and to my surprise see a shirtless guy sitting on our couch. He looks pretty surprised to see me too. ‘Oh, Hi! I’m Joe. I’m a friend of your roommate Ben. I’m crashing here this weekend for a game.’ He gets up to shake my hand and I finally see him in the light. He’s cute, gorgeous even, and he isn’t wearing a shirt.
I can’t help but look down and stare at his shirtless torso. He is tan, like a caramel color, and built like an athlete. Id never seen so much muscle up close before. There’d been a bunch of buff football players at the bar tonight, but I’d been too scared to approach any. If only I knew there was one half naked waiting at my own house. I try to shake off my drooling expression and collect myself enough to reply. ‘Oh yeah, I remember Ben saying that. I’m Kate by the way, I was out at a bar tonight, and sorry I’m a little drunk, I hope I didn’t wake you up.’ I cover myself up, suddenly conscious I was wearing a short dress that didn’t cover much either. My legs feel scrawny and pale next to him. He’d never like a girl like me. I hope he didn’t notice me checking him out… ‘No of course not, I was still up, I’m from the West Coast so it’s still early for me.’ Hhmm, I thought, that would explain the California tan. I couldn’t think what to say next, and continued lingering, wanting more but not sure how to go about it. I think he could tell I wasn’t ready to go to bed, and asked ‘You hungry? I got pizza earlier. I know how good a leftover slice is when you’re drunk.’ His tone was playful, almost like he was teasing me to come closer.
I nod and carefully take off my heels, moving to sit next to him on the couch. Warmth seemed to radiate off him once I was this close and I could feel myself starting to blush. ‘That’s a pretty dress’ he said, suddenly looking at my thighs. I looked down too and realized that my dress had hiked up as I sat down, completely exposing my lime green thong. There was no way he couldn’t see it. I blushed even more and tried to wiggle my dress back down. I was already feeling attracted to him, but the exposure of him seeing my panties suddenly made this situation a lot hotter. Cheekily, I quickly glanced at his crotch and realized he had definitely seen me. He was hard, and I could see his cock outlined in his grey sweatpants. I gulped and felt my heart racing. Would he really like a girl like me? Luckily I was wearing a pretty flattering dress and red lipstick, both things that made me look good. My heart began to race and I kept my gaze down, scared of what would happen if our eyes met. I needn’t have bothered, because before I knew what to do his hand was suddenly on my thigh. I felt butterflies shoot up my body.
I look up at him and stare into his warm, hazel eyes. Instinctively, I bite my lip. My way of telling him to keep going. His other hand reaches over to my face and pulls me in for a kiss. His lips are hard and forceful, and I can tell he really wants me. I climb on top of him and sit in his lap. He grabs my ass with both hands, squeezing hard and then slowly pulling my dress up and giving my ass a quick slap. I rock back and forth on him, feeling his dick getting harder between my legs. He pulls my dress over my shoulders and fondles my bare breasts. ‘Fuck you’re perfect’ he says to me. I blush, still not quite believing this was happening. I grind on his dick more, feeling it rub against my clit in return. He licks my nipples and began to kiss down my chest. He was going lower.
I was sitting on top of him on the couch, but he begins to move his body down while gripping my thighs and pulling me up higher. He was going for my pussy. His face finally reaches down to my thighs after what seemed like hours of anticipation. ‘I want you to cum on my face’ he says forcefully, and I know there was nothing else I’d rather do. He teases his finger up my thigh and pulled my green panties to the side, exposing my already wet pussy right above his face. He licks his lips and goes straight to my clit, instantly sending ripples down my thighs. ‘You taste so good’ he says and I moan, feeling his tongue circle my clit rapidly and make me even wetter. He licks up and down my pussy, tasting of all of me that he can. He grabs my thighs with desperation and it’s even hotter knowing that he’s enjoying this. He was skilled too, I’d never felt good so quickly with a guy’s tongue. He moves his hand from my thigh to up in between my legs and I welcome his touch with glee.
His finger starts by circling my pussy, teasing me. He then slips a finger inside and I can hear from the motion how wet I am. He moves his finger faster and the feeling is so much more intense. It’s so hot seeing him underneath me, I feel like i’m squishing him with my pussy. His tongue and his finger work in unison to pleasure me. He’s eating me with so much enthusiasm I wonder if this is all he wants from me tonight. He pulls me tighter to him. My fists grab the couch more firmly and I decide to stick my pussy closer to his face. I move up and down a little, grinding against his lips and making more friction. All of a sudden I feel everything build inside me and I pant and quiver and tell him I’m going to cum. I moan and take quick breaths as I feel myself finally explode in orgasm round his finger and his tongue. After a moment of shaking I slide back down and lay on the couch next to him. I slowly recover my breath. I look at him as he smiles and licks his lips. I am so glad I found him on our couch tonight.
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