I matched with you on a certain app late February. I messaged you first, you were bragging about your cake making skills in your bio. I felt like I had to jokingly challenge you by showing you what I make as well, secretly trying to impress you. We playfully bantered about who would be the best at making a cake for a day before we started really getting to know each other. We sent selfies with funny quips and faces for weeks before finally meeting up, which we did at a local coffee shop.
I arrived early, dressed to impress in a tight turtleneck, nervous and jittery. I already ordered my usual and sat at a table while I waited. I looked out of the window to see you walking towards the building, blushing at the mere sight of you. You took off your hat as you stepped in, ruffling your hair as you looked around. You saw me almost instantly and smiled. After ordering your own coffee, you walked over to the table, never looking away from me once. You sat down and I realized by the smell of your drink you ordered the same as I did, a normally ‘secret menu’ drink. You grinned ear to ear when I mentioned I had the same drink. We talked for nearly 3 hours before you remembered you had to go to work, conveniently nearby. It almost seemed like you planned on talking to me until you had to leave anyway, you wore what seemed to be work friendly attire. We stand to leave and I noticed you staring at how my tight shirt formed around my large chest. You held the door open, watching my behind as I walked by, thinking I didn’t notice. We parted ways and I went back home.
You kept sending me selfies throughout your shift, complaining about customers and sending bad pins. You kept me laughing all night. You let me know you were home later that night. We chatted until I had to go to bed. Before I could go to sleep, you invited me over to your St. Patrick’s day party next week at your apartment. You felt the need to include you had some “green” for us to burn as celebration, but I was already going to say yes.
The week went by quickly and your party quickly arrived. I brought over some homemade cookies and a large bottle of mango vodka since I waited last minute before going to the store to buy alcohol. Your party started early in the afternoon, after a morning of day drinking on campus. I walked in and you joked about how Irish my vodka was, teasing me for waiting last second. There were only a couple people in your apartment playing video games, one of them being your roommate. It seemed everybody was here. I joined the games for a couple of hours before your roommate stood up and said he had to work. Once he left, it was just me, you, and your other friend. We passed around blunts and bowls as we continued playing games. Your friend said he had to meet his girlfriend and left. You and me, alone.
We sat on the couch started watching the college football game, smoking more and cracking poor jokes. You started joking with me, teasing me for something stupid I said. I playfully punched your shoulder, but didnt move it from touching you. I ran my hand down your arm instead, settling it near your hand. We both grew quiet as you slowly took my hand in yours. We continued watching the game, your thumb running up and down my hand, squeezing my palm. I looked over to you, staring into your eyes. You squeezed my hand a little harder, not breaking your gaze.
Without thinking, I leaned in and kissed you deep. You were eager to accept my tongue almost immediately. I scooted over and straddled your lap. My chest was pressed into yours as my tongue danced around yours. You were quick to run your hands down to my voluptuous ass, grabbing handfuls. You bucked your hips up so I could feel your throbbing member between my legs. You spanked my ass as you kissed down my neck. I pulled your head back by your hair so I could nip down your neck to your shoulder. Your hands slipped up my shirt and under my bra, pinching my nipples hard. I let out a yelp in surprise before moaning as you twisted them. I slipped my shirt off and you quickly unclasped my bra. I threw my bra to the side and squeezed my breasts together in your face for you. Your tongue quickly found my nipple as you hand pawed the other. I grinded my hips on your lap, moans escaping your mouth around my breast.
Suddenly, you picked me up off the couch and laid me back down on it, unbuttoning my pants. I helped you slip my pants and my panties off, getting caught on my ass. You gazed at me for a minute, laying naked before you. Your hand moved between my legs, softly rubbing between my lips. I started panting in pleasure as you continued to rub my clit. You opened my legs enough to ease your head between them, running your tongue lightly over my mound. I laid my head back as you slipped your tongue in, moaning softly. Your tongue was flat and long, easily finding the right places. I bucked my hips into your mouth, grabbing your hair to keep you in place. I felt myself getting closer to climaxing as your tongue lapped me. I looked over to you to see your cock being stroked by your hand. You pulled yourself out of your pants to touch yourself as you ate me out. Your moans vibrated on my lips while I watched you pleasuring yourself. I couldn’t stop myself from climaxing, pressing your mouth harder on to me. Your chin and beard were soaked with my juices. I pulled you up by your hair to kiss me, your hard dick still in your hand.
I sat up into our kiss, grabbing your pants and boxers and pulling them down in a quick tug. I slipped your shirt hastily over your head. I pushed you down onto the couch, straddling you. You were more than ready for me. I pinned you down by your shoulders as I lowered myself onto you. You moaned as you felt my tightness wrapping around you. I kept you down as I rocked my hips on you, moaning your name loudly. You tried grabbing my hips, but couldn’t while pinned. I leaned down and kissed you rough, bouncing my ass up and down on you, your balls slapping me. I continued to kiss you deep, muffling our moans.
I felt you tensing, getting close, I wasn’t too far behind. I panted as I rode you, both of us out of breath with how hard I was riding you. Suddenly, your front door opened, two women walked in. They saw us instantly, frozen in shock. We both looked at them and then at each other, your cock still deep inside me throbbing. The frozen girls quickly turned around shut the door behind them, talking just out of hearing distance. I didn’t move off of you.
“Who were they?” I laughed.
“Uhhh….that was my ex and my roommate’s girlfriend,” you said embarrassed.
“Why’d they just walk in without knocking?”
“I think they thought my roommate was still home…”
You were smiling sheepishly before we both broke down laughing. Your laugh caused you to pulse inside me. You were still laughing when you began thrusting up into me, picking up where we left off.
“Don’t think your ex was expecting to find you in the middle of being fucked and me on top like this,” I joked through soft moans.
“She’s probably jealous, seeing how hard you’ve been riding me,” you smiled as you kissed my chest.
“I’ve never been caught before,” I admitted, rocking my hips hard on you, “It made it so much hotter with your hard cock still deep inside me.”
I leaned into you to kiss you before picking up speed riding you. The thrill of being caught made me climb over the edge quicker than anything else ever had. You felt my pussy tighten even more as I came, my juices dripping down your shaft. I collapsed on top of you, panting heavily as I continued rocking my hips. You grabbed my hips and started thrusting fast and hard into me, making cum over and over again. You told me you were going to cum, I slipped you out of me and kneeled on the floor in front of you. You sat up and pumped yourself faster and faster, moaning loudly. I looked up at you as I played with my breasts for you. I felt your hot ropes hit my neck and breasts, spraying me. You left my chest covered in your load. Both of us out of breath smiled at each other. You grabbed a towel for us to wipe off your mess. You tenderly kissed me between articles of clothing as we dressed ourselves. We laughed about getting caught, and about how you weren’t looking forward to explaining everything but didn’t regret a single second. I left your place that night with a satisfied smirk. I knew I’d be hearing from you again, and I did, many, many times.
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