Since some people messaged me that they liked my first story and asked me to post more stories I thought I’d post about this experience since it’s another party-related one.
So during the years I pursued my bachelor’s degree I made some friends who were a year ahead of me at university and all a little bit older. I was the only one from my year of studying (hope it’s understandable what I mean, I don’t know if there is an English word for that) who hung out with them although I didn’t do that super often and they were not my primary circle of friends at the time.
However, four of those shared a flat and when most of them were about to get their degree they hosted a party at theit place to which I was invited and went to. It was a great party, I knew many but not all of the people there and I think I was the youngest person at the party (I was 20 at the time). Much of the party is not relevant to the story but I think everyone had a great time. Who is relevant to the story however is one of the other guests that we will call Jeanette for this story.
Like most of the guests, she was a year ahead of me with her degree and about to leave town about a month after the party happened. She had really beautiful gold-blonde hair, not a bad body but most importantly two really big knockers for her body figure. Before that, I only knew her from university courses I had together with her and there she always dressed and acted professionally and pretty serious, she seemed determined about her studies. Fitting to that was her boyfriend, who was studying in the same year as her. I only loosely knew him but he acted similarly, appeared kind of arrogant all the time and people said he was always kissing up to the professors. They seemed to fit together on the studying and wanting to appear professional and business-wise but at least from the limited interaction I had with him, Jeanette was way nicer of a person than him. At that point, I think they were a couple for over two years and already living together. However, the boyfriend was out of town and not at the party.
Also, Jeanette was dressed and acted way differently at the party than at university (which of course are both pretty ordinary things to do… would be weird to act the same in the classroom as at a party). It was summer and she wore a black top with bottons above her cleavage but she had all the buttons unbottoned for the whole night, revealing a very big cleavage. And apparently, she knew what she had there and had fun presenting it and getting people’s attention what was something I wouldn’t have thought of her before.
For example when we played a drinking game where one would try to throw a ball against a bottle so that the other team would have to erect it again, she purposefully did it in a way that everyone could look into her cleavage. Later that evening we had some crumpled papers from snacks we ate and she asked us to try to throw them into her cleavage like it was a basketball hoop which she visibly enjoyed. She also seemed to like it when people talked about how big her breasts were and later that evening when I sat at the floor with my back against the wall next to another guy and talked to him, she came to us, joining our conversation, bent forward with her tits at the same height as our eyes. When the guy I was talking to then asked her outright if he could play with her tits, she began smirking in a really satisfied manner and said “Nooooo.” with the brightest grin I have ever seen without my cock involved while shaking her head. So she was really enjoying how much guys are into her big rack, something I was kinda surprised by.
As the night went forward and many guests have already left, we wanted to play a selfmade board game they had there. In a few zones that involved loosing a piece of clothing which is why Jeanette went to the bath room in order to change her bra into a red bikini top which she brought specificly if something like that happened because she said her boyfriend wouldn’t want her to sit there in just a bra. However, everyone was pretty drunk already and some people were also very tired and after like the first round of play to people have passed out already and we decided to call it a night. All the poeple left at the party at this point were either living there, guests from out of town sleeping there or people who have passed out and were let be. The only exceptions were Jeanette and me and we decided to take the next night bus together.
So we went to the bus stop and then inside the bus and talked a bit but nothing really interesting. In the bus she leaned her head against my arm but very innocently so and at some point she asked me if I could escort her home since she lived in the part of town where all the pubs and bars are and on a Saturday night there could be unpleasant encounters with drunk or violent people. I agreed although it meant I had to take the connecting bus to her palce and not mine which was an extra hour of driving around.
The decision was worthwile though. Not only for the part we’re coming to (we’ll be there shortly, I’ll promise) but also because we really passed two people brawiling on the street and I totally get why a woman wouldn’t want to be there alone. When we arrived at her flat, I asked her if I could maybe crash on the couch or something like that, since I didn’t want to go home at that point. She said okay but only if I don’t tell anybody to prevent rumors and because she doesn’t want her boyfriend to get jealous, especially if it’s with someone as attractive as me. I thanked her for the compliment but didn’t think any of it and I don’t think she planned on sleeping with me at that point.
When we were in her (and her boyfriend’s) flat we joked around a little and when we walked through the door to the small living room/kitchen where the couch was, she kinds jokingly slapped my butt. The couch was really not big and I made a comment about it will be hard to sleep well on that for me and she said I could sleep next to her in her bed if I promise not to tell anyone. Of course, I accepted that kind offer and we went to the bedroom.
Jeanette removed her top, revealing her big breasts and that red bikini top and also got out of her pants, still wearing panties. I think her plan was to change that bikini top into a big sleeping shirt in another room. However, I of course got out my shirt, socks and pants, standing there only in briefs then proceed to lie onto the bed. She mustered my body closely and seemed to enjoy the view, saying something like “Nice body”. I thanked her and said that she looked great as well but she seemed to focus on my crotch instead.
Like always, I had a pretty big bulge and she obviously noticed that. I said something like “yeah, you’re not the only well-endowed person here” and she said “yeah, seems like it… that thing must be huge”. Seconds ago, my plan was just to fall asleep since I was pretty tired but right then I think the adrenaline started flowing thrugh my body since it seemed like Jeanette really liked what she saw. I mumbled something like “yeah” and she kinda embarrassedly asked if she could touch my dick. At that moment, I knew where this would lead to and that nice feeling of triumph, that you get when a woman can’t resist you – especially a taken one – spread inside of me.
“Hmm, but what about [bf]?”, I asked her. She started stroking my abs with one hand and replied something like “He doesn’t needs to know, noone does… I wonder how a dick that big feels like, please let me touch it a little.” I knew that I was in the driver’s seat there and played it accordingly. I told her “hmmmm, maybe if you remove that bikini top, I’ll think about it.” She looked deep in my eyes, I looked back at her and then she just sighed and removed the bikini top. And by god, were her tits amazing. They were big, round and hat nice big nipples. She asked if I liked them and I just smirked and said “yeah”. She didn’t need to ask me though because certain other parts of my body were responding to the situation pretty quickly.
Jeanette started stroking my penis through my briefs and was visibly happy. I was still laying on my back with her kneeling on the bed to my left and I started removing her panties which she then got rid off entirely. She then wanted to take off my underpants but I stopped her and told her to ask me first. She obliged and also said “please” so I allowed it and when she could see my fully-erect cock her jaw just dropped. I laughed since I knew that sight very well and she just said that she has never seen a dick like that and that her boyfriend isn’t remotely in the same league. I asked “really?” and did one of my favorite moves, telling her to show me directly how he compares to me by having her show it at my cock. She then proceeded to suck my dick while I was playing with her tits and she told me that she didn’t know how much fun giving head can be. After some time I got up with my head, made her stop and motorboated her big breasts before flipping her on her back. I asked her if I needed a condom and she said that she’s on the pill. I pounded her missionary, she screamed how awesome the sex is and I made her tell me that I am the owner of her tits and her pussy now while always grabbing her tits with one hand. After a while when it seemed like she’s had enough, I made her ride me so that I could see those big tits wobble and when I finally came inside her, she just fell on my chest and soon after we fell asleep.
After I woke up, I was curious how she would act but when she woke up she seemed to be happy and we kissed. Of course, we fucked again, I enjoyed her telling me how much bigger and better than her bf I am. I had her give me a titjob and she remarked how different and more fun that is when the dick is actually big enough to go all the way through the breasts. I came from her sucking me off again, we then ate something, got to bed again where we just chilled hung over before fucking a last time for that day because her boyfriend would come back that evening so I gave her my number and got dressed while she exchanged the bed sheets.
Needless to say, we met up a few more times before she moved away four weeks later. After that we only met up once again after she hit me up and asked if she could visit me for a day.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ssiuy8/the_party_was_fun_already_but_i_had_even_more_fun