[MF] The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party

*Author’s Note: As I intend to compile all of these stories into one eventual document, I’m not going to describe myself within the body of each story. Instead, I’ve decided to include a description of myself at the top of each story.*

__The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party__

My Age During This Chapter: ~21 years old

My Description: A 6’2, 220 lbs., white American male. At this age, I was participating in a collegiate sports program and was fairly muscular. I have broad shoulders, a light tan, large hands, blue eyes, and (at this time) dark brown hair that is styled in a crew cut.

Setting: An urban college campus in the early 2000’s.

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__The Confessions of Eli Austin: Chapter 4.03 | The voyeur from the party__

School had only been back in session for a few weeks when I was invited to a friend’s house to watch the football team play a road game. We hadn’t hung out a whole lot but I thought a change of scenery could be just the thing I needed after a rough start to the semester. Justine was gone, Leena and I weren’t on the same page, and all the girls from my old dorm now lived elsewhere on campus.

We had hung out enough that I didn’t think it was going to be any sort of large gathering, so needless to say I was quite surprised when I couldn’t find parking nearby and found there were 50+ people at the house.

*‘Well… there’s a slim chance I’m going to make it anywhere near the tv’* I thought to myself, holding a pathetic little six-pack as I walked toward what was clearly a large kegger. Realizing I might not even find my buddy, I elected to enter through the side gate and scan the crowd of faces before walking in too deeply. *‘Do I even know anyone here besides John?’* I pondered, my back against the fence. Spotting __nobody__ that I knew, I was prepared to walk back out and find a sports bar for the evening when a girl suddenly walked up to me.

“Don’t like Busch Light, huh?” she asked, gesturing towards the six-pack in my hand. As I chuckled in response, I took a moment to notice the way her short, curly, dirty blonde hair fell just above her shoulders. She was wearing an aqua-colored tube top that showed the clear outline of her small but well-formed breasts and had a smile that sat well on her petite, freckled face. *‘She can’t be more than 5’3 and 110 pounds,* I mused.

“Ha, yeah, well…” I began, my eyes looking around the yard again. “I didn’t know it was going to be a huge party like this.”

“No, no! I think it’s great you brought something!” she laughed, pulling a Yuengling from my six-pack.

“I mean, Yuengling isn’t *that* much better than Busch Light…” I started to say, before she interrupted.

“These guys always buy the cheap shit…” she huffed, taking a long sip after she quickly popped the cap. “So do you know Sammy or Brian?”

“Uh… John, actually,” I replied, suddenly questioning if he still lived there.

“Ohhhhh… yeah,” she cackled. “I’m pretty sure Sammy invited all of these people here. John left when there were only like 20 of us, and now…” she trailed off, her hand motioning around the ever-growing throng of people.

“Ahhh… that makes sense, I said, my lip twisting in annoyance. “I guess I should probably go too then…”

“What?” she gasped. “No, you can’t go! You just got here!”

“…but I don’t know anyone here then, probably,” I said, looking over towards the gate I entered.

“Nonsense! You know Natalie!” she exclaimed.

“Natalie?” I asked.

“Yes, Natalie… nice to meet you!” she said, sticking her hand out to greet me.

I couldn’t help but laugh, and suddenly found myself at ease. *‘No harm in sticking around for just a little bit,’* I surmised.

“Alright… Natalie… I’m Eli,” I said, offering my hand in return.
“Very nice to meet you.”

As I went to release my hand, Natalie suddenly tugged me towards the friend group she had walked from, not letting go of me.

“Jess… Lauren… Summer… *this* is Eli!” she proclaimed.

I awkwardly waved my free hand towards each of them, as I quickly realized Natalie had no intention of surrendering my other one.

“Eli brought us all Yuengling!” she offered, clearly entertaining herself.

“Uh…” I began, glancing over at her.

“No, that’s okay,” one of her friends responded, though I didn’t catch who. They all had a common ‘college girl’ look to them, though Summer was particularly a stunner. She was about 5’9, with long, curly, auburn hair; a nice tan accentuated by light freckling; and legs to die for just poking out of her short daisy duke’s.

I chatted with all of them for a few minutes before I noted to Natalie I couldn’t open a beer with just one hand. She at last let go of me, though she quickly put her hand on my back instead. I was a claimed man.

Amused and trying to go with the flow, I downed my first beer without any effort, and found myself grabbing for another only a few minutes later. *‘Might as well make the best of this strange day,’* I thought. Of course, two beers quickly became four, and Natalie finished the other. I had been there all of 30 minutes before I was noticed the empty six-pack holder and the pressure on my bladder.

“I’m going to go inside and hit the head,” I told the girls, also realizing this might be a good time to exit. Even though I had driven to the party, I could easily walk back home from here if I had to.

“You sure?” Natalie inquired, clearly sensing the gears turning in my brain.

“Yeah, I mean…” I responded, motioning towards the empty six-pack holder. “It was great to meet you though.”

“Okay, well, don’t forget about me,” she said, forcefully pulling herself toward me.

I felt the rush of her eager tongue darting past my lips and into my mouth, her hands attempting to pull my shoulders down closer to her. I was nearly a foot taller than her, and this would only continue with my cooperation.

As much as I wasn’t planning on it, I had to admit that the touch of her lips against mine felt nice. My hands awkwardly fumbled around her as I tried to prepare her for my departure, and I set her to my side.

“I’m sure I won’t,” I said, smiling and walking backward. Natalie’s bottom lip pouted in disappointment as I made one final survey of the yard and then entered the house.

Once inside, it was clear that nobody was watching the football game. The television wasn’t even on! *‘Oh well,’* I thought. *‘Guess I’ll have to see if they have it on down at Callahan’s’* After what felt like an eternity, I was finally able to make my way into the restroom before beginning my journey away from the property.

“Ah…” I sighed, the lawn literally a breath of fresh air from the stench of spilled beer occupying the house. I fumbled my hand into my pocket to find my phone when suddenly Summer walked up, her long legs irresistibly forcing my eyes to notice her.

“Hey, so… you’re leaving?” she asked, her bright green eyes staring up at me.

“Well… I don’t really know anyone here…” I replied. “Not that y’all aren’t great!”

“Ha, well, that’s a shame. I didn’t really get a chance to hear more about your team,” she noted.

I had told her about the team I was on at the school while chatting, but none of the girls had seem all that interested.

“Yeah?” I asked, my face puzzled.

“Yeah, I didn’t even know we had a team,” she responded. While trying to gauge if she was genuinely interested or trying to flirt, I suddenly felt a pair of hands wrapped around my chest.

“There you are!” Natalie giggled from behind. She leaned in and awkwardly kissed my bicep, marking what was hers in clear view of Summer.

“You found me!” I uttered back, my face hiding a level of contempt as I gave Summer a sad smile.

“Come here, you,” Natalie asserted, spinning me around and shoving her tongue down my throat once more. My lips met hers as if by automation, and my eyes watched as Summer began to slowly walk away.

“It was great meeting you!” she called, her hand flippantly raising as she turned elsewhere.

My eyes followed hers as until she disappeared around the corner while my tongue continued to wrestle against Natalie’s. Her hands were now eagerly roaming up the back of my shirt and across my young muscles.

“I only live like 5 minutes from here,” she whispered in my ear, her right hand now giving my ass a squeeze. “Let’s go.”

Before I could even respond, I felt the unbreakable bond of her hand clutching mine once more, attempting to tug me along her unyielding path.

“Why don’t we stop over at Callahan’s first?” I asked, much to her dismay.

“…you don’t want to go back to my place,” Natalie replied, again pouting.

“…after Callahan’s?” I shrugged. I had, after all, really wanted to see the game. “Drinks are on me,” I stated.

“Ha! Deal!” she shouted, giving my arm a light punch.

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It wasn’t long after we’d arrived at the bar that I could tell Natalie wasn’t going anywhere. There was no amount of changing course that was going to shake her, but that was fine. While she wasn’t the type I usually dated, it was far from me to complain about a hookup. After all, I was still only a month or so removed from breaking up with Justine, and I hadn’t been with anyone since Leena around the time of the break-up. And it’s not like Natalie was bad looking by any means, so what was I so worried about?
The game, as usual, was less than riveting. To be blunt, we sucked. When it was apparent the game wasn’t turning around about midway through the third quarter, Natalie was keen to make her move again.

“So…” she began, her finger hand stroking at an empty pint. “…my place?”

I smiled at how determined she was to make this happen, and raised my hand to get the check. “…Absolutely” I smiled, now taking the initiative to plant my lips on hers. After all, she was actually a fantastic kisser, and I had grown to appreciate the soft, moist feel of mouth against mine.

Glancing down at my bill, I tried to ascertain how much we’d had to drink, calculating it out that we were both tipsy enough for a good time but not so drunk that we didn’t know what we were doing. *‘Perfect,’* I thought, my brain doing the calculations of time, volume, and bodyweight. *‘Absolutely perfect.’*

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It took about ten minutes to get to her place from Callahan’s, as we had ventured about five minutes in the other direction from the party.

As the final minute passed, her hand firmly pressed to mine, it dawned on me that we were approaching the dorms from an old part of campus.

“You live close to campus? That must be nice!” I said.

“Oh, no… I live __on__ campus,” Natalie replied, laughing.

“But these are the freshman dorms…” I trailed, my mind suddenly putting the picture together.

“Well, yeah…” Natalie continued laughing.

“…but we were just at the bar! You’re not…”

“No, I’m 18,” she said. “Don’t act like I’m so innocent! I’ve had a good fake since I got to school!”

“Oh…” I muttered, suddenly second-guessing this idea.

“Here…” Natalie offered, “Here’s my real ID if you’re so worried.”

“No, I just… we’ve been drinking,” I stammered, my eyes quickly scanning the birthdate.

“Don’t worry, baby,” she said leaning in for another kiss. “I promise I’m not drunk. And I promise you can do __anything__ you want with me.” With that she smiled and began to rub her hand along my crotch, my cock twitching in response as her incredible lips again met mine.

*‘This is happening,’* I told myself, then leaning into her embrace. Her fingers felt incredible as they traced the outline of my shaft, and my hands rose for the first time to feel the outside curve of her breasts.

“Hey!” she giggled. “Save that for inside! Now, come on!” she teased, pulling me into the dormitory lobby.

It had been at least two years since I’d been inside the old dorm, and the lobby was a mixture of girls both preparing to leave and stumbling home from a night out in town. Many sets of eyes were on us as we paced our way to the elevator, and the guard’s judging eyes followed me as all 6’2 of me was pulled along by the 5’3 dynamo from the party.

Natalie lived on the fourth floor, which I faintly recalled from some other event a few years prior, and led me back to her the sky blue door of room 403.

“Shhhh…” she whispered at me as we entered the dark room. “I think Summer’s sleeping!”

*‘Summer?!?’* my mind raced. * ‘…Summer from the party, Summer?’*

My eyes were slow to adjust to the darkness as Natalie led me to her bed. I could faintly see the bunched comforter atop another bed a mere 8 or so feet away.

“Shhh… come here,” she whispered again, this time pulling me on top of her as her body lowered itself to her mattress. Her lips felt so nice again. I smiled.

As my body weight pressed against her, my hands reached up for her breasts yet again, this time fully cupping them in my large, strong hands. Natalie grinned in response and began to run her hands up the inside of my shirt, her fingers tracing the hardened shape of my young, athletic abs. It was only seconds later before she began to lift my shirt up off of me, and I quickly found myself half-naked. As my fingers reached out to similarly remove her own top, she instead slid herself to the side and pushed me down to the bed, her hands removing her tube top in one swift motion while her hips saddled over top of mine. We both smiled.

“Mmm, baby, you look good,” she whispered, her hands rubbing across her breasts as she reached around back to unhook her B-cup bra.

“Fuck, so do you,” I replied at the sight of her small, freed bosom. She had delicate pink nipples that were pierced and resting against an exceptionally pale tanline – her summer tan in stark contrast to her naturally pale complexion. Her breasts were firm, with the weight well-rounded into the base. They didn’t produce a ton of cleavage but they were deceptively large for how firm they were. My hands reached up for them while her hands began reaching for my belt.

Once Natalie had unhooked the loop, I was quick to help her unzipper and remove my jeans, my pants sliding off in one single motion while she still straddled me. She leaned in to kiss me, her magnificent lips once more greeting mine, and I could feel her hand touch the skin of my shaft for the first time.

“Mmm, baby,” she moaned between kisses, her hand eagerly sliding over the precum that had built up on my head. “This is a nice cock.”

Beaming, all I could do in response was muster another kiss before she pulled away, her hips now wriggling down past my knees. It wasn’t long before I felt the delightful sensation of her lips along my yearning manhood.

“Unghh..” I moaned, her juicy lips suckling on my head between long laps of her tongue sliding up and down my shaft. “Fuck, wow.”

Natalie offered no response to my pleasure other than to expedite the speed with which she was delivering it. While I generally preferred a long, sensual blowjob, I was unexpectedly impressed by the workmanship with which she attacked my cock. Her hand was rapidly collecting her own saliva and sliding it back up my shaft and around my balls while her mouth eagerly began to slide down my member and back up… her plump lips gliding against me as if they were trying to trace every square inch of me.

“Unghh, fuck,” was all I could acknowledge in response. My moans were not really a whisper now. Natalie’s enthusiasm for this blowjob was more than my enthusiasm for restraining my pleasure.

As I turned my head in ecstasy, I couldn’t help but notice Summer’s leg stirring in the bed just a few feet away.

*‘Oh, shit,’* I thought to myself, in between gasps of delight. Summer wasn’t wearing her shorts any longer, and the adjustment of my eyes to the room had me noticing the outline of the bra and panties she was sleeping in. As the sound of Natalie’s sloppy sucking continued to puncture the room, Summer rolled towards us, but she didn’t seem awake. I was admiring her long, delightful legs when suddenly I felt the pinch of Natalie’s lips against my head, her mouth no longer caressing my cock.

“Will you fuck me now?” Natalie looked up and asked, a mixture of drool and precum dribbling down her chin. My head lumbered towards her in response, while I felt her warm, wet kisses planting themselves against my head in the interim.

“Uh… absolutely,” I grinned, cautiously. “Let me get up though,” I stated, my hips shuffling to the side.

Natalie proceeded to roll over and lay on her back, waiting for me. Her small tits gave a slight heave as she hit the bed, and I was pleased at the effect her nipple rings had on the presentation. My cock already free, I shrugged and moved towards her.

“Do you have…” I started, but she cut me off before I could finish.

“I’m on the pill,” she claimed, in a pleading whisper. “But if you’re uncomfortable, you can cum wherever you want.”

I was all in. Despite all of my hesitations up to this point, I had always loved the sensation of unprotected sex, and there was just enough alcohol in me to convince it was worth it.

Sliding off Natalie’s panties, I could immediately sense the intense wetness that had gathered between her legs and was delighted by the pungent aroma of her pussy. I leaned down for a taste but felt her hands tugging at my armpits just as my tongue lapped in a delectable taste of her juices.

“Please, I need your cock,” she moaned, her hips grinding up into my chest. She puckered her lips out to greet mine once more and licked the modest nectar that resided on my lips. “Please.” Her hands were now caressing my balls in anticipation, and I moved my hand downward to line the head of my cock with her succulent portal.

Pushing in to her, I immediately felt as though my cock had plunged into heaven itself. The folds of her pussy squeezed and massaged against my throbbing member, and I felt the warm, moist rush of her juices pouring over me.

“Wow, fuck,” I gasped, my cock quickly sliding with ease to different depths. Her overwhelming arousal was sending surges of excitement pulsing through my member, and I knew in that moment that she was already getting the full potential of my cock. Swelling to nearly 8”, I felt her lips clench around my thick growth, and her eyes rolled back and shut.

And then, another stir. As my hips plunged my cock deeper into Natalie with each thrust, I looked across the room again and noticed that Summer wasn’t quite asleep. In fact, it appeared as though her hand had slid under the covers and she was trying to discreetly masturbate to the scene in front of her. I glanced again at one of Summer’s long legs, which was protruding out from under her comforter, and instantly felt my cock reach a new full potential in size, exceeding previous expectations.

*‘I must be 8 goddamn inches right now,’* I thought to myself, as I felt Natalie’s pussy grip my cock – her wet lips massaging me with every stroke.

“I can’t believe how big you feel,” Natalie moaned, huffing to keep herself straight with each breath.

*‘Fuck, __I__ can’t believe how big I feel,’* I thought, internally, in response.

Without changing pace, I could feel Natalie struggling underneath me and her heightened breathing as she approached orgasm.

“Oh…. Fucccckkkkkkk,” she whimpered, my member pounding into her as I watched the faint flickering of Summer’s hand under the cover. Natalie’s pussy warmly embraced me and massaged my cock with every thrust. “Fuck… fuck,” she huffed, her hips buckling sharply against me. It took every fiber of my being to not join her in cumming, but I wasn’t ready for it to be over. Not while Summer did… what I thought she was doing.

Suddenly, as I glanced back over at Summer once more, her eyes locked with mine. Natalie, oblivious to Summer’s voyeuristic tendency, continued her orgasm and I found myself plunging into her mechanically as I fixated on Summer.

*‘What a delightful secret,’* I smiled to myself. Natalie, now entering a second wave of orgasm was beside herself.

“Cum for me, baby,” she begged, her whispers increasingly louder. “Oh, please cum,” she pleaded, her hips buckling against her will. I didn’t respond as I continued to look over at Summer, whose gaze continued to match mine. She moved the cover a little, but not enough for me to see just yet.

Beneath me, Natalie was still overwhelmed by the throes of her second orgasm.

“Fuck, please,” Natalie begged. “Coat my pretty face.”

*‘Unbelievable,’* my mind raced. I had never heard a girl explicitly request such a thing up to that point and was turned on beyond belief. Unfortunately, I had other plans.

“Not yet,” I growled, in a low whisper.

Pleased with my audience, I flipped Natalie over to doggy, smashed her face into the pillow, and proceeded to pound away at her firm ass, my eyes now openly locked on Summer. As her eyes met once more, I grinned like a Cheshire cat. Summer warmly reciprocated while gently pulling her comforter away from her exposed leg, sliding it to show me how her fingers were sliding over her immaculate, slick pussy while watching Natalie and I’s performance. It was all I could take.

“Fuckkkk,” I grunted, Natalie’s round ass bouncing against me. She her back to take my cum but I quickly shoved her face back down into the pillow, completely focused on Summer’s glistening slit.

“Fuck, fuck!” I cried out, staring down Summer’s divine folds as her lips rocked back in pleasure.

*‘She’s cumming too,’* I found myself realizing. “Fuck!”

With that, I pulled my cock out of Natalie just in time to see several strong ropes of thick, white cum shoot in a long arc across her back and onto her neck. Burst after burst then continued, making abstract art of Natalie’s spine, as my cock twitched uncontrollably and continued to shoot. My eyes were locked with Summer as I came, and I could see her discreetly sliding her leg back under the covers.

She smiled at me one final time, and licked a small amount of the juices off her fingers as she closed her eyes.

“Oh my god,” Natalie said, rolling over, as she looked around the room. My cock gave one final twitch as I wondered about the taste of Summer’s pussy, and a last shot leapt out of me, landing squarely on Natalie’s left breast – just above her piercing.

“That was a lot of cum,” she said, amazed. “Do you see a green towel anywhere?”

*‘No kidding,’* I thought to myself. I had never cum like that before. All I could muster was a chuckle and a sigh of, “Yeah.”

I picked up the towel and leaned in to begin wiping the cum from her back. Natalie’s head tilted against my shoulder as I cleaned, and her nose nuzzled my chin to kiss her one final time.

“You don’t have to stay,” Natalie giggled, as I tried to awkwardly towel off her back. I could tell she wanted me to stay, but my mind was relieved I had an out.

“Cool,” was all I could muster, feeling like a scumbag. My cock continued to twitch as I snuck glances over at Summer, my mind elsewhere. Summer had rolled back over in her fake attempt to sleep, one of her long legs still dangling free from the cover.

“I had fun,” Natalie smiled, as I stood to head for her door.

“Me too,” I beamed in return, as I really had… in multiple ways.

__It was an experience I’ll never forget.__

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