House parties are the best [MF] [exhibition] [public]

Hey, so this is more for me than you guys. Got to keep the memory alive somehow, and what better way to relive it than by writing it out?

When I was a teenager I had two main female interests in my life. The first was a cute red haired girl, pale skinned, had decently sized D cup boobs, but a pretty petite build. She often wore slim fitting black jeans, vans or converse, and probably a joy division shirt or something like it. Both girls were a bit on the alternative side actually, not the kind that you’d find in the popular crowd. She was the first girl I thought I had feelings for, her name was Rae.

The second was in a similar vein, alternative, petite build, maybe slightly taller, but with brown hair. She dressed similarly as well, but had much bigger boobs, around F if I remember, they were truly huge, and great fun. Her and I were on the cusp of starting a relationship at this time… we’d had sex quite a lot “as friends”, but I could tell it was turning into more, but I wasn’t quite ready to take the plunge.

Me and Rae had been having a fair few late night conversations. They started off friendly, but began increasingly heading toward more interesting subjects, and we began discussing things we’d like to do. One of us mentioned that we’d like to do something a little bit more… risky. Neither of us had ever done anything like that before, and we were both keen to try it out. There was a house party coming up in a few weeks, and we made a deal – neither of us was going to wear underwear. She was a bit resistant to the idea at first, thinking if she wore a skirt, she might get picked up by another one of the boys, and unintentionally fuel his jerk off sessions for months to come (pardon the pun). She relented after having the idea of wearing a playsuit.

I arrived at the party with my sort-of-but-not-really-girlfriend-yet, and proceeded to get suitably wankered on the delicious beverage that is Strongbow. These house parties were usually quite a boisterous affair, or at least seemed that way to us. Someone would always throw up, someone would break something, a small group would smoke weed at the back of the garden. There’d be people chatting and drinking in every corner of the house, often including the bathroom (which was fucking annoying).

After a fair bit of drinking and wandering around in a drunken stupor – having properly lost my not-really-girlfriend, though not by design – I bumped into Rae, who I immediately noticed had worn the playsuit she’d mentioned. A short, sort of lustrous, bluey green playsuit, with her vans (of course). The shorts part of the suit only just covered her ass, and I admit I might not have been as subtle as I thought about noticing this fact.

We got chatting, and I told her I’d kept my promise, and wondered if she’d kept hers. After all, she could be wearing anything or nothing at all underneath that playsuit. She insisted she had. I was keen to find out whether or not she was telling the truth, and she agreed she was curious whether or not I was as well. I mentioned that I knew of a park a 5 minute walk away, so we decided to go and find out.

Sneaking out of the back of the house and round to the front was much easier than expected as everyone was quite drunk by this point. Nobody questioned what we were doing or why we appeared to be heading off at the height of the party. Nobody batted an eyelid. At this point Rae and I were both dying of anticipation of what was going to happen.

Unable to manage even the 5 minute walk to the park, and neither of us remotely sober, we walked about 30 feet away from the house party, and around a corner where she undid my belt and fumbled down my zipper. As promised, my already hard cock sprang out. She began to stroke it, careful to keep her back to the direction of the house party, presumably so in case anyone else came around the corner, wouldn’t immediately see what was going on. The feeling of having her stroke the entire length of my cock so slowly, deliberately, there in the middle of the road where anyone could see, was thrilling. I could’ve came on her right there, but I resisted. We were going to the park. And I had the longest 5 minute walk of my life, with a huge boner, and not even boxers to help contain it.

We walked to the park in a kind of delirious sexual tension, coupled with a certain amount of drunkness. Fortunately it was a nice warm summer’s night, so neither of us was cold, but then I don’t think either of us would have felt it, even if it was. The park looked very dark and inviting from the lit road, at the time, it seemed like the perfect place.

We had a little scout around, and found a good spot between a few trees and behind a large bush which we hoped would protect us from anyone seeing us too easily, and it was there she sat down facing away from me. Before then I hadn’t actually thought about the mechanics of how a playsuit works. I sat behind her and unzipped the back of it, she took her arms out, and wriggled it down to her knees. She was pretty much completely naked, aside from the bra she was wearing. She had kept her promise.

She removed one leg from her playsuit, leaned forward and rolled onto her back. It turned me on so much that she was lying in front of me, wearing just a bra and a playsuit around one ankle, in the grass of a public park at midnight. I traced my hand down the inside of her thigh, slowly, down to her pussy, and gently pressed my finger against her. It slipped just inside her without any resistance. She was absolutely soaked. She told me she wanted my cock inside her, and undid my belt and zipper for the second time that night, holding my cock firmly and willing me forwards, guiding my cock into her pussy.

She felt amazing, fucking her like that in the middle of the park. The thrill that someone might see us. The thrill that we might get caught. After a few minutes she told me I was going too deep and asked to be fucked doggy style. The ground was hard, but neither of us cared. My cock stretched her wet pussy as it found new spots inside her in the new position. I lent forward and massaged her boob, while she turned her head slightly and kissed me. Cock inside her, hand on her breast, attached at the mouth. It felt so exposing sharing such a personal moment in public. She came. I slowed down but kept going. I eventually built up my pace again. I wasn’t going this far not to finish, I had my hands on her hips, and fucked her hard. My hips loudly slapping against her ass. She might’ve came again, but I don’t remember. She told me later she had, but I barely noticed in the moment. I was almost there when she asked me not to come inside her. I pulled out just in time and came. I came so hard.

We walked back to party in a kind of giggly spaced out state of sexual satisfaction. Just as we left the park we saw a late night dog walker walk in, and laughed to ourselves, imagining what might have happened if he’d walked in 5 minutes earlier. My trousers were a sticky mess on the walk back, and I was slightly worried someone might notice we smelled like sex, but no one had even noticed we’d been gone. Rae and I shared a brief moment before we went back into the house, and that was that.

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