Kristen’s house (m/f)

"Just so you know, my girls are looking to hook up."

My eyes opened. That's why we were here too. And as it were, she had assembled the troops.

A friend had bought a 30 of Budweiser. That's the king of beers, you know? Fitting for us, since we felt like we were about to be the king of men.

Kristen, Megan, and Sarah got out a fifth of tequila. Megan was one of those 'open for business' girls. Platinum blonde, tall, thin, and a face that was good enough. Kristen was hot. Brunette, shorter, also thin and busty. Seems good? It was. Sarah was high school fat. She was thicker than the other two. But we're talking medium tits that went out further than her stomach. Compare her to girls in their late 20s and she'd be the skinniest one around. She probably got fat later though.

I digress. The six of us went into Kristen's basement to start on those beers and patron. Well, at least I remember that Montezuma tasting like patron.

The first few beers went down quick. And by went down, I mean that every time someone drank about half of one, they pretended to be done, and went and got another. Point is, everyone was buzzing. Body shots! You know, the good kind. Where girls get naked. It starts with Meg taking them off Kristen. And then Kristen off Meg. Sarah? Gone. Probably playing Parcheesi in the next room or some shit. My eyes were elsewhere. Now someone, who must have been very on point, managed to snag a can of whipped cream. We're all thinking Varsity Blues. But the first spray is on Meg's stomach. Kristen licks it up. The next? A little higher. Same result. Shirt is pulled up. Oh my god. It's a boob. Torn between enjoying the awesome site of nipple and the awesome prospect of Kristen doing a scavenger hunt through that snowy peak, I chose the later. I reddi whipped that boob until it looked like the fucking Matterhorn. And boom. Kristen didn't linger. Looks like skiing was on the itinerary. She missed a lot of the whipped cream. Go back and collect what you missed, one of my associates chirped. She did. And she took her time.

What was next? Why, she pulled her shirt down and we watched TV! With the lights off at least. One of my pals snakes Kristen and heads into another room. I put my hand on Meg's thigh and pull her to me. We kiss deeply. My hands wander. It's a little sticky where the whipped cream was. Pretty disappointed at Kristen for this lackluster cleanup job. I decide to help her out of her daisy dukes. Pretty good move. Was nothing on underneath. She's on my lap now, facing me. I'm hard as an iron barbell, and she's grinding on me good. Oh yeah. Remember how we all 5 sat down on the couch and two left? And two are doing stuff? Yes. Other bro is still on the couch. Is he watching us? TV? No idea. But he's there.

I stand up and pick Meg up with me, letting her wrap her legs around me. We kiss as I hold her up and I feel her wetness through my shirt against my stomach. I lay her down on the floor in front of me and kiss down her shirt covered body. These were token kisses. Going through the motions. You know, like how you only sort of touch the bases when you hit a home run. You know your destination is home plate. Wow. That was barely even a metaphor. That's where my tongue went. Home plate. I started eating that smoothly shaven box like a fucking anteater. I slid my tongue in and out and teased her clit. Her hips bucked. I put my tongue on her clit again. She bucked again, moving back ever so slightly. This one came with a nice little moan. Boom. I found her weakness. A tongue on the clit.

Turns out that's pretty much every girls weakness. But for damn sure I pressed the attack here. Another moan. Another buck backwards. Again, again. Turns out she wasn't bucking straight back either. She was turning a little to the right. Well, other bro (who, yes, is still on the couch) later said I literally ate this girls pussy in laps around the room like I'd get a fucking checkered flag when she came.

She did. And there wasn't any waving flag. But I did roll her on top of me and unzip my fly. She sat back slowly and sighed as she slid onto me. She was soaked with my saliva mixed with whatever ladies do down there.

I put my hands on her hips and rocked her forward and backwards. She slid her hips to the pace that I set and rode me gently. Her hands planted on my pectorals as she shifted her weight forward and started doing fancy shit with her pussy. She'd lift me almost out of herself and then plunge back down the full length. After a few strokes, I began to thrust into her as she'd plunge back down. Ohhh, it was too much. On one stroke, I put my hands on her hips and exploded as I was at my deepest. We shared an 'I'm still inside of you' kiss, and then broke off and put our clothes back on. I hopped back on the couch and went back to watching TV. What a great night. By any metric, it was a 10/10. But that shit was about to go to 11.

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