We decided to throw a party and organize it together. Since I’ve had a crush on him for a while, I thought that we could get closer.
Let’s say his name is Matt (19). He has dark hair and hazel eyes. He is taller than me too :). I, myself, have a moderate height for a girl and could say that I’m fit. The rest is up to your imagination.
The day of the party came. Until the day, although we talked a lot, it seemed like I was unable to flirt with him. Here and there, of course our hands touched for a sec or he lit my cig or we hugged when we were saying goodbye but it seemed like I was stuck, which is why I was pretty determined to make my move. I had to have him.
Everyone was there and we really had fun. But mostly separately. We had kind of different friend groups but still got together for party games. I also had to see him get close with other girls but I was not to the one to judge since I did the same. However he was still my number one and the only person I imagined myself sleeping with that day.
As the time was passing by, some people were leaving or sleeping on the couch. I took a blanket on my shoulders and got on the balcony. My friends were sitting there and I sat o an rather big armchair. My eyes were always looking for him and I knew he wasn’t leaving or at least he wouldn’t without saying goodbye. I just joined in the conversation and watched the stars. It was just like I expected. Until Matt came in. Then it just became better. He was looking around trying to find a place to sit and I squeezed myself and told him to come sit beside me with a smile. He obliged and I opened my blanket for him.
As the conversation went on, we were trying to sit comfortable on the armchair. At last I asked if it would be alright if I put my legs on his. So it was almost like I was on his lap. My heart was beating so fast and the alcohol running in our veins were just making it easier. I kinda leaned on him and he put his arm around me, grabbing my waist. I was thankful that there was a blankket on us for my next move. I slid my hand on his leg slowly. First on his knee, then making my way up but i was worried to cross the line so i looked at him, raising my eyebrows. He was talking with one of our friends and thew a glance at me smiling for just a second. I figured I had the green light.
I slowly found my way to his – to my surprise – bulge. First time I touched over his pants, he squirmed for a second. I enjoyed that so much. I wanted to see which level we could reach without getting caught. I slowly unzipped his pants and stroked his cock over his boxer. This was getting more and more dangerous, which only made me more wet. When I got too close, he would sqeeze my waist and I would stop. We continued until I just couldn’t take it anymore. I had to be touched by him. I whispered in his ear: “5 min. Upstairs. The room on the left.”
I excused myself from our group to go to the bathroom. I went to the room and changed into just an oversized tshirt, I wanted him to take off my underwear. I heard the door open and turned around. It was Matt. I couldn’t be patient anymore. I took a step towards him and got close to his face: “Lock the door.”
Then I basically jumped on him, locked on his lips, wrrapped my arms around his neck. Our lips touched, our tongues intertwined, we both stank of cigarettes and beer but the warmth of his mouth was just the thing I was waiting for those months. Impatiently I moved on his neck. I was sucking and biting and trying not to leave any marks, which was just so hard.
He pushed me to the wall and took me on his lap. I felt how hard he was and I was sure that he felt me dripping too. He ordered me to take off my tshirt, then threw me on the bed, got on top of me and started sucking on my breast. At this point, I was just telling him to bite harder. I whispered him to take off his clothes and made him lay on the bed. I took his cock into my mouth and sucked him like it was the last drop of water and I was on a desert.
I told him to be quiet and watched his body squirm of pleasure. But I didn’t want him to cum just yet. He sat up and took off my underwear and positioned me on his cock. It slipped right in since it was already like a waterfall. I rode him like my life depended on it and it was so long ago since a cock felt this good. I could barely stop myelf from moaning.
He spanked and grabbed my ass. We were so caught up that the sounds didn’t matter anymore. He turned me over and took my legs on his shoulders, which was my favourite one because this way I get to feel his cock the deepest. He said that he was going to cum and I said “Why don’t you cum in my mouth?” with the sluttiest voice I had. He smiled and made me kneel on the ground while he jerked off to my face. Right when he was cumming, I took all of him so deep in my mouth that I didn’t even feel his sperms dripping down my throat.
After that we were so exhausted that we just got into bed and cuddled. He whispered in my ear from my back: “This could be our first time but it sure isn’t going to be the last.”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/tqf64j/on_my_knees_fm