I’m having fun talking with another couple at the party, sipping at my second glass of wine. Your arm is around my waist, mindlessly rubbing the silky red fabric at my hip. They excuse themselves to get more drinks when you lean in and whisper in my ear,
“Come with me.” Your voice is husky, your hand slides from my waist to my hand as you start pulling me through the crowd towards the back of the large house.
“Where are we going?” I’m confused, what’s the rush? Instead of answering me you continue to lead me towards the less crowded section of the house towards the kitchen, pull me into the bathroom there and shut and lock the door.
“What are you doing?” You turn and look at me, I know that look in your eyes, it’s the same look you get every time you decide to pound me into the mattress. I also notice the bulge straining the zipper of your dress slacks.
“You’re driving me crazy in that dress, you look so fucking sexy I can’t take it anymore, I need you now.” The dress is sexy; crimson red satin, hugging every curve like a second skin, the curve of my breasts perfectly displayed by the plunging neckline, and one deliciously thick thigh seductively revealed by the side slit. My ass and legs were made even more magnificent by the strappy high heels. I wore it on purpose, I knew you’d love it and I’d wanted you to be going nuts for me, I just assumed you’d be able to wait until we got home, guess not. I also wasn’t expecting to be so turned on by the idea of you fucking me right here in this crowded house, where someone could catch us at any time.
“But there’s a bunch of people out there, what if someone hears us?”
“Keep it down then.” You close the distance between us slowly, giving me a chance to say no. But I don’t, and your hands go to my hips, pulling me against you roughly, and kiss me like you want to devour me. Our tongues slide wetly against each other, my hands tangle in your shirt, and you grind your rock hard cock against me through our clothes.
“Turn around and bend over” You growl in my ear. I shiver as I do as you ask, bracing my hands against the countertop. “Good girl.” You lean over me, you push the top of my dress out of the way so that you can grope my breasts, “I love your tits,” you tweak and pull at my nipples until I’m whimpering and squirming my ass against your erection.
“You release my breasts and stand back straight again, you slide your hands down my waist, to my ass, smacking one cheek firmly. “I also love your big ass. Are you wearing any panties?” I’m not, the dress is too tight and the fabric hides nothing, so I didn’t want any lines. You start lifting the skirt, the silky fabric slides up my thighs, and over my bare ass. “You’re so naughty.” You smack my ass again, this time on the bare cheek and I gasp at the sharp sting. You pull me back against you so your hard cock is pressed firmly against my ass, as your hand dips between my legs, fingers swiping against my dripping pussy lips before finding my throbbing clit and rubbing it in slow circles with your finger tip. I bite my lip to keep from loudly crying out, I’m so fucking turned on right now, my pussy is soaked and throbing in time with your slow grinding against my ass. Now I’m the one going crazy, I just want you to pull out that thick, hard cock and bury it in my aching pussy. But you’re still focused on my clit, now occasionally dipping your fingers into my wet opening to collect more of my pussy juices. I look up into the mirror and I can see our reflection, I’m looking at your face, but your eyes are looking all over me. You’re looking at how my ass is pressed against your dick, how my breasts sway everytime you thrust, how my face reddens and twists in pleasure.
“Please..” It comes out a pathetic breathy whimper.
“Please what? I want to know what you want me to do to you.” I shiver at your request, it makes me feel self conscious and hot as hell all at the same time. We make eye contact in the mirror.
“I want you to take that big fat cock and fuck me so hard with it I spend the rest of this stupid party walking funny” You smile and your hand leaves my clit, I hear the sound of your buckle and zipper coming undone. Then one of your hands spreads my ass apart as you rub the tip of your cock along my pussy, from my clit up to my opening, back down again, and up once more as I arch back. Finally you start to push inside, my pussy slippery, tight, and hot around your throbbing rock hard dick.
“Yes, yes, please god yes fuck me, I need it so bad.” I lift my hips, an invitation. Your hands grip my hips and pull me back to meet your rough thrust as you finally bury your cock balls deep inside me. I hear you grunt as my pussy clenches around your shaft, begging to be filled with your hot cum.
“We don’t have a lot of time, so this is going to have to be fast and dirty, I’ll give you a proper dicking down when we get home.” That’s the only warning I get before you pick up your pace, brutally pounding my pussy the way you know I love. I’m starting to be noisy, every time you bottom out, and your balls slap against my clit I’m letting out a not very subtle moan. Instead of slowing down you put your hand over my mouth to muffle my cries of pleasure. Our bodies make wet slapping noises with every thrust, my pussy so wet my juices have started dripping down my thighs.
“Want me to cum inside you, baby? Want me to fill that creamy pussy up until it’s dripping?” I nod frantically and rock back against you faster and harder. Yes, yes, yes, I want to feel you cum inside me so bad. You pull me up against your chest, one hand cupping my throat, the other arm firmly wrapped around my hips. My arms reach back, grabbing your hips and encouraging you to keep thrusting hard and fast inside me; I clench my pussy tighter around your cock.
“Take it, take it like the horny slut you are.” You growl in my ear as your rhythm becomes erratic as you begin to climax, one final thrust pressing you as deep inside me as you can get. I feel your cock throb as it pumps my pussy full of your hot, sticky cum. There’s so much, it’s definitely going to be dripping down my thighs for the rest of the night, a constant reminder of our lewd bathroom activities.
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