All night play with a guy I [F] met at a friend’s party

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I was recently at a birthday party for a friend at a local bar. It was a huge group of people, but I didn't actually know many of them, just the friend whose birthday it was, Sean, another friend who I came with, Alissa, and a guy who had I had gone out on a date with, but who I had not seen since, Chris. It was a weeknight, so I really only intended on having one beer and heading home since I had to be up for work at 6:30 the next morning. Before, I knew it, however, I was three beers in and about to start on some shots.

I spent most of the night chatting with a girl I met there, Jess, and watching Chris furtively stealing glances at me while talking to some other guy I didn't know. At around midnight, people started heading home, as the party had already been going quite a while. Alissa had a huge crush on the Sean though, and he was inviting whoever wanted to keep drinking back to his place, and she wanted to go. Being a good friend, I said I'd go with her. The group ended up being me, and the people I have named so far, plus the guy Chris was talking to, who I later learned was named Christian.

We all made it back to Sean's place having picked up a lot more beer on the way and some drunk food. Even drunk, I felt a bit awkward being there as Chris was clearly pissed at me for some reason, Alissa was flirting unabashedly with Sean, and Christian was unsuccessfully hitting on Jess. Eventually, the conversation returned to more of a group format, though, and being drunk, this is the sort of setting where I tend to shine.

I'm usually the kind of girl who stays in the background: I'm introverted, fairly unassuming looking, average height with short blond hair, and usually dressed in dark clothes. That night I was dressed more conservatively for going out, since I hadn't intended on staying out late or garnering much sexual attention. I was in a flannel shirt, unbuttoned to demurely show off my 32D breasts and black leggings with black combat boots. I had kept to myself most of the night as well, mostly just talking to Jess and Sean, since the group had been intimidatingly big for me. In smaller groups, though, like the one I had found myself in, I tend to come out of my shell and I fancy myself a bit of an unexpected comedian.

I have a rather raunchy sense of humor, and I live in a pretty conservative place, so it's uncommon to hear sexually themed jokes in mixed company here, especially coming from the mouth of a woman. Within a few minutes of my taking over the conversation with my alcohol-fueled courage, Christian began to engage with my jokes until it was really only the two of us bantering back and forth and everyone else laughing. It was after 1 am though, and I really wanted to get to bed, so Christian offered to drive me.

Christian had just enough of a douche-y personality that I found it easy to poke fun at him flirtatiously, but he was overall a nice guy and pretty good looking. A good amount taller than me, slim but toned, dark hair, and had a really nice car (shallow, but drunk me was impressed). The conversation on the way home was actually really good; I already knew we had a similar sense of humor but he was also a bit goofy like me and there was clearly chemistry there. He stopped in front of my building, but told me not to get out of the car, because he wanted to keep talking. I don't know who kissed who first, but eventually he offered to come walk me up to my apartment and give me a "massage." I was drunk, so I wasn't bothered by the sad attempt at innuendo or even the fact that he'd spent most of the earlier night unsuccessfully flirting with Jess.

The second I closed my apartment door, he had his hands all over me. We began to kiss more aggressively as he added teeth into the mix. I was already pretty turned on by him, but light biting sent me over the edge. I pushed him into my room and onto my bed and began unbuttoning my shirt. Before I could get it off, he has his hands behind my back, expertly unhooking my bra. He grabbed my breasts and I noticed his hands were huge, capable of covering my entire ample-sized breasts as he lightly played with them. They say hand-size relates to dick size, and in my head I wondered if he would confirm the stereotype. I pulled off his shirt and he pushed me onto the bed, trying to switch the power dynamic from my control to his. I was only getting wetter, being even more turned on by this kind of power play.

He pulled off my leggings, leaving me in a black lacy thong and he gently stroked my pussy over the fabric. "Can I take this off?" he asked in a low voice, pulling at the strap and letting it snap back down to my skin. I answered yes, impressed that he managed to ask consent while maintaining such a sexy dominance. I felt my pussy growing warmer as he leaned down, burying his face in my breasts, kissing his way down to stomach, pulling off my panties and letting his head fall between my thighs. He started slowly, licking around my pussy, circling out and back in without touching my clit. He looked up at me, knowing that his teasing was working one last time before licking my wet pussy. I buried my fingers in his thick dark hair and moaned. He too moaned in pleasure, swirling his tongue around my clit, then switching to quick flicks before sucking and sticking a finger in my pussy. I could feel myself building to an orgasm when he lifted up his head: "God, you are so wet," he breathed and returned to pleasuring me with more gusto. I came so hard, squeezing his toned biceps as he kept licking me.

I had to beg him to stop and when he did, I pulled him up toward me and he sat up, straddling me. "Take off your pants," I commanded him, realizing that he still was not fully unclothed. He undid his belt buckle, and slid off his jeans. I sat up and pulled down his boxers to reveal the biggest cock I have seen to date. My jaw must have visibly dropped, because he smirked down at me knowingly, as I breathed a "wow." "Yeah, he said, trying to push me back to the bed, but I commanded "No," regaining my composure after the shock of seeing his massive and gorgeous dick; I pushed him off me: "It's my turn to take control."

I gently touched his throbbing cock, unable to even close my hand around its girth. I was a bit mesmerized by it for the first few moments, and while I was excited to get it in my mouth, I had to just stare at it for a while, run my hands over it, kiss it lightly and appreciate it for what it was. Christian seemed to be enjoying my near worship of his amazing dick and after taking it in visually for a bit, I needed to taste it. I knew it would not be the most comfortable blow job I'd give in my life, but I do love giving head, so I was up for the challenge of pleasuring his dick. I could not get it far back in my throat, but I licked it until is was more than wet enough. I made circles around the head with my tongue, licking up the whole shaft so that my hands could glide up and down the base as my mouth worked on the top. I put gentle pressure on his frenulum with my tongue and licked up precum until Christian grabbed at my hand and stopped me. "You're gonna make me cum, but I want to fuck you first," he growled.

I got a condom off my nightstand and put it on him, taking no time to climb on top him. My pussy was still soaking wet, and while I wanted to tease the tip of his dick at the slit of my pussy, I could not wait for too long. He slid in surprisingly comfortably given his size because I was so wet. I leaned forward over him, grinding on him slowly, but then sat up a bit to touch my clit. I usually take a while to cum through PIV, but his cock was hitting all the right spots and I came hard not long after I began rubbing my clit. He moved to try and turn me over, but I stopped him: "I'm still in control," I commanded, sitting up and playing with my breasts as he moaned. He looked up at me and smirked as I began to ride him faster, throwing my head back, touching my stomach and breasts, feeling his dick move pleasurably inside me. I looked down at him and leaned forward, whispering in his ear: "I want you to cum." He obliged and I could feel his cock spasm inside me as he tensed up and came.

I fell forward on him and we lay like that for a bit. "Holy fuck," he breathed "that was amazing and yet I already can't wait to do it again." "Don't worry," I whispered, "we have all night," and we did. The night didn't end there, so if you like it, I can keep going…

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