It was a Friday night. I was youthful to own my own house at 19, and as a result, money was very short. Normal Friday nights at the pub were out of the question but rather, my house became a convergence point for all our friends and couples who all still lived at home. It was a happy time and exciting as we could have mini parties late into the night as we desired with complete freedom and no parents in the way.

On this distinct evening as well as the usual 8 or so people (all made up as couples) our friends Tom and Hannah came over. What you need to know about T and H is that they didn’t really get on. They had got together very young and T was a bit of an arsehole. Very selfish and quite immature. Everything had to be his own way. H was very sexy. 18 years old, blonde, great body and really pretty. For T she was just a sexy young girl who loved to fuck. He only got away with his character because he was also very good looking and I don’t think she could resist him physically half the time regardless of how much of a dick he could be.

About a year into their relationship she started to get pissed off with him. His selfish ways and immaturity would often lead to bickering after a few drinks. Tonight was no exception. I had always got on well with H, I was 20, so a bit older, more mature and certainly more stable. Own house, nice car, decent job.

After a few drinks, we would often tease each other a little. My girlfriend used to ignore it as it was just what she did and I played a very good job in looking like I was actively dissuading it.

On this particular Friday, I had gone into the kitchen to pour another glass of wine when I could see and overhear another T&H row. There was a plain sight of the lounge where everyone else was and I just pulled up a chair in the kitchen and sat down to keep out of it. I could see everyone else looking at me just rolling their eyes thinking “here we go” and smirking. My girlfriend looked at me as if to say – you lucky git getting out of the room just in time.

As usual, T & H needed to basically get split up to calm down and my Girlfriend almost crowded H into the kitchen for me to calm her down as she knew she would listen to me and my girlfriend took control of Tom. H came over, poured another glass of wine in tears and said: “he is just such an arsehole” and started sobbing. I gave her a hug and sat down with her on my lap. She was sat sideways, her legs to one side her arms around me and face into my neck. My girlfriend looked over to see if she was ok and with a simple indication I let her know she was fine and to go sort T out.

This was when things started to get very exciting.

H was nestling into my neck and after a few minutes started opening up. I kept comforting her. I remember she said “why can’t he be more like you, your so nice. After a few lines of “well no not really, you don’t have to live with me” kind of dismissive talk she started to gently kiss my neck. It was pure luck that at the angle we were sat at no one could see that bit.

It felt so good to have this gorgeous sexy girl kissing my neck. It had been quite some time. I was very cautious with my hands. I wanted her to know that I was enjoying it, but without being too explicit in case either she freaked out or I was noticed by someone.

The more I hugged and clenched her body the more sensuous the kissing and the sounds increased in sexuality. I said “Woah there H” it been a while and this feels astounding, you’re going to make my dick hard and I might get a bit ashamed, and if nothing else I won’t be able to stand up if I have to!) Her reply was a deep, warm exhale down her nose into my skin. “god that just made my pussy really wet” The pressure of my swollen dick pushed against my trousers. I could also feel her clasping her legs together and pushing herself down into my lap. This continued for a minute or so before I worked out I could put my hands up her legs, under her dress to feel her bare skin without being seen by anyone else. The alcohol inside us, the disturbance in the other room and the sheer passion of what I was feeling override any logic or sense and I just thought “fuck it”.

I started leisurely at first… still talking. I said to H, oh god this feels good, but it is so dangerous. I said “do you know no matter what I am thinking, my dick is hard as Iron now” H replied “and my pussy has also taken over. “It means that regardless of this situation, whatever our minds should be thinking, our bodies are ready to fuck each other right here and now”. “I wish I could feel that wetness right now” I whispered and rolled my hand further up under her dress, along her soft legs, closer to her arse. She stirred slightly and before I knew it my hands her on her knickers. “I want you right now” she murmured into my ear very discreetly and with one action I had moved her skimpy knickers to one side to feel the soft sticky, slightly stubbly puffy pussy lips. My immediate action was to rub my thumb onto her clit, the rest of my fingers down between her legs. It was swollen, hard but disappointingly dry. I thought, damn – not so turned on as I guessed. As I rubbed up and down, she shifted again and suddenly, as she pushed down I felt the wetness she had told me about. She was soaking wet. From her pussy hole was flowing more juices than I had ever encountered before with my lover, it had run right down between her bum cheeks. Very quickly I was able to bring up some of the honey and her entire pussy and clit were now a hot slick and swollen entity. I couldn’t help but keep doing down for longer, exploring with my thumb just how wet she was everywhere.

This is where I encountered a first, that made me bigger and harder than ever. As my thumb passed her opening she pushed down, my four fingers slid in the juices between her thighs and my thumb slipped right in, up to my knuckle into her cunt. It was tight, hot, dripping and she used her muscles to squeeze it hard and push down. She clasped my thumb so hard I could hardly move it. This was indeed a tight young pussy. I remember thinking about how this would feel on my cock if I could even get it in which clearly was not possible in this circumstance.

The more she squeezed and thrust the more fluid leaked down. I was enjoying rubbing the juices between her thighs and arse cheeks and fucking her with my thumb. With no deliberate effort, I could feel the first two fingers on my left hand tracing the line of skin between her arse cheeks up to my thumb in her pussy. It felt so good. I drifted off, taking my eye off the next room. I was in heaven.

On the next pass of her arsehole, I am not sure what followed but she shifted again, and those two fingers slid right into her tight arse. She let out a deep grunt and pushed strenuously against my hand. Despite sliding in easy I could feel her skin inside her arse almost squeaking and straining against two whole fingers I now had my fingers of my left hand inside both her holes. I could feel my fingers deep in her arse with my thumb in her cunt, and almost her whole body weight driving down on them. Using her muscles to fuck my hand without really moving. Something I had never felt before. All she whispered into my ear is “oh god, fuck I want you to fuck me, I want to feel your dick inside me”

Without warning, I was aware of my girlfriend walking down the living room talking to T and heading our way. Luckily I was able to glide my hand out in plenty of time. H knew that someone was coming but hadn’t really moved at all, so no one had a clue. My girlfriend proposed that I should take her outside for a cigarette and try to come back in and join everyone as its all calmed down.

I cannot remember a thing about that smoke. All I remember is smoking looking through the patio doors at everyone whilst H smoked next to me with her back to the brick pillar out of sight. I remember talking to her, and I remember her body language to me that had not changed at all but after a couple of puffs, she said she felt sick. She dropped the fag and walked in the house, through the kitchen, through the lounge ignoring everyone except to say “I think I’m going to be sick”. Not a shock given how much she had drunk. I finished my fag and came in. Tom, it appeared had followed her upstairs into the bathroom. She wasn’t in the mood for him, it was too soon. My girlfriend called me upstairs and I just followed the noise into the bathroom. H was trying to shift T out of the bathroom shouting “leave me alone”, “Fucking get out” My girlfriend was with T in the doorway prompting T to follow her out and H banged the door shut. Now it was just me and her in the room with a closed door.

T did bang on it a few times which just meant my GF had to take him farther away. “I just want to make sure she is ok” he kept replying. My GF just said through the door that I should see that she is OK and she would be back in a minute. She took T away.

H turned to me and kissed me. Her hand slid down to my trousers and she started rubbing my dick through the material. It was soon very hard again. She undid my trousers to get to my boxer shorts. My dick was straining against them, a large wet patch had been developing for the last half an hour and the head of my dick was huge, uncomfortable, and swollen.

Within seconds H was on all fours and lifted her dress up. I couldn’t help it, I slipped her knickers down, dropped my trousers and placed my now hard again dick up against her pussy. Once again I felt that feeling of wet, slippery but squeaking sensation as my dick was thrust in as deep as it would go from my own efforts and her pushing back in like a “cat” pose. This was very dangerous. As a young man, I had huge amounts of cum being produced. Sometimes I would wank my self off multiple times a day, I never appeared to run out. Once I made myself cum 5 times in one afternoon watching porn. I knew I wasn’t going to hold on long so kept pulling out only to push back in again, vigorously. The sound was incredible, I am sure you could hear the stretching of the skin. I could sense this was frustrating for her (hey it was what it was and this is a true story remember!)

I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs so we both got up quickly and opened the door before my girlfriend reach the top. She only had to pull her dress down.

H suggested that she had had enough for one night to everyone and wanted to sleep. The spare room was next to the bathroom, the bed all ready for them. We helped her get into bed and one by one left the room. As I was about to leave she stopped me and said can you please stay with me for a minute, I looked at my GF who nodded at me. She was so into organising and controlling everyone she was ignoring the fact that we would be alone. Perhaps she thought H was too drunk to do anything anyway. Who knows but my GF said, right I am going downstairs to keep T away till she is asleep. Come down when she is.

That was that. Flipping heck, really!?

H was certainly drowsy by this stage but I was still hard as a rock.

I stroked her hair for a bit and said “that was pretty mad” she just grinned and said “shame it all had to end” and squeezed my dick through my trousers. I think she was shocked that I was still rock hard. with one hand and a smirk, she unfastened my trousers and said: “come here”. I said “I can’t get in there with you – its too much” and she replied without even looking up “no, not getting in, just bring your cock here and let me finish what I began. Before I knew it I was bending over here, her mouth wide open and with one warm, soft, wet action was sucking up and down quite slowly. Her hand was holding my foreskin right back which was making the head even more enlarged. My hips started to match her movements and I was pushing further and further in. I could feel it hitting her throat. The only sound coming from her was a long “mmmmmm” I was in heaven. this was my first EVER blowjob…GF hated them.

It didn’t take long before it all got a bit too much and I knew If I didn’t pull away I was going to cum. I must have made a noise and tried to pull back but I remember her gripping hold of me and making the “uh uh” noise. She took me out of her mouth and said: “kiss me”. It was a long deep kiss, I could taste my own precum on her lips. Our lips together she said, “I want you to come in my mouth”. “Are you sure?” I said and she got on to her hands and knees and engulfed my cock one more time. She seemed to know when I was getting close because rather than rubbing my dick she just pulled back hard tugging my foreskin again and making my head swell. With two extra pushes into her mouth, I just held my self fully stretched, static in her lips pumping surge after wave of cum into her closed mouth. With two or three thick audible swallows she had taken the lot with a very satisfied “Mmmmm” as I filled her mouth. When she slowly sucked off the end of my dick and pulled out, it was like I had never come. She just said “mmmm your a big boy and you taste good” Thankyou. Now go downstairs or you will be missed. I kissed her one last time and nodded.

Now I had to go and be normal and pretend nothing had happened… what 45 minutes that was. Although this was not an isolated incident with H, nothing ever developed between us over the years past casual encounters. I often wondered what would have been. The next day was just as interesting for sure. Maybe when I have time I will share that too.

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