A Memorable Party [M/F] [Oral] [Looooong!] | 2016

All names are obviously changed, etc.

You can skip to the NSFW part if you’d like. I know I always like reading the background in an erotic story to feel the buildup, but I also know not everyone does. Plus, this is ridiculously long for a Gonewild Story. I promise you that the buildup is filled with some very satisfying tension. Your choice, though.

-Prologue-

This past Saturday, I was at a party at my friend Dave’s house. Dave’s notorious for throwing awesome, nerdy parties that involve drinking, swimming (has a pool), video games, various board games like Munchkin or D&D, etc. So this past Saturday was his 23rd birthday (Edit: Just realized that I never mentioned my age. I'm 23 as well). I headed over around 3pm-ish and was greeted by him and about 10 other people already there. They were all out swimming in the pool and about to get out. Everyone went inside and we started playing a game of Munchkin. Half of the players were already pretty drunk and it was very entertaining.

A few hours into the game, we’d only played about three turns in (People were new to the game and there were 12 players. Plus drunk people slow things down) and that’s when I saw her walk through the door. Keira. At the time, I didn’t even recognize her. It had been years since we first met and I thought she was gorgeous then. She was dating Dave then so I never told a soul how I felt about her. I also knew we shared some of the same interests but I never even wanted to try being friends with her because of her relationship with Dave. She’s 24 now and jaw-dropping. She’s 5’1” and has a gorgeous face with beautiful light blue eyes pale skin. She has an alternative look with the sides of her head shaved with the center dyed blue, purple, and black. Her face is riddled with piercings. One on her lip, another on her nose, one through her tongue, and another next to her left eye. She has countless piercings in her ears and I found myself curious to find out what others she might have…

Dave drunkenly ran over to her and shouted, KEIRAAAA and picked her up and carried her to another room while she had a “Dafuq is happening” look on her face.

After that, the game pretty much slowed down to a halt. The party moved back to the pool instead. Now, I’m a pretty acrobatic guy. I wanted to be a stuntman for a while in my life and I love rock climbing, parkour, and I was a gymnast for a while. I got into the pool by doing a side flip with a half twist off of the deck near the pool and we just chilled, using water guns at each other and stuff. Keira didn’t have a suit so she was chilling at a table with the other people who didn’t wanna swim. There were probably about 20 people at the party at this point. Being my usual entertainer self, I felt like performing a little for the party so I was doing all sorts of flips into the pool and people were enjoying it. I hadn’t done a backflip in years and I finally worked up the nerve to try one again and nailed it. It was starting to get dark so Dave turned on the pool lights and got a fire going.

After a few flips, Keira said, “I could watch you do flips all day.”

I smiled at her. “Well I’ll be sure to keep it up, then.”

She came over to the platform from which I was jumping. She gave me some impressed looks and after about five minutes or so, she walked back over to the other crowd. Hungry to possibly impress her further, I spotted Dave’s shed and got out of the pool and found a way to climb onto the shed.

“Naaaate? What are you doing?” Someone in the pool asked.

“Oh whatever. He’s always jumping off there when he’s over here,” Dave chimed in.

I told everyone to clear out of the deep end and leaped across the gap between the shed and the pool and dove in. People were having a blast. I climbed up again and told the people in the pool to position a floaty chair in the deep end and I bodyslammed it, failing miserably at staying on top of it but laughing nonetheless. I spotted Keira giving me a bit of a look and I felt that twinge of adrenaline go surging through me. She got up and walked over to the shed and climbed up herself. I was impressed! I’d formerly been the only one to climb up there during Dave’s parties. It’s not very difficult but it obviously requires a little upper-body strength and at least an adventurous spirit. I went up and sat with her for a little bit, just chilling and watching people in the pool.

“Man. I gotta get down. Too many mosquitos up her,” she said, swatting around her face.

“Well the obvious solution is that you should get into the pool.”

“I don’t have a suit, though.”

I stood up, preparing to jump. “Sounds like a personal problem.” I dove in.

She laughed and started climbing down, approaching Dave.

She asked him if he had an extra suit anywhere and he found one. She took it and proceeded to start putting it on in front of all of us. Now, I later learned that she’s a contortionist, but she managed to change into her suit entirely in front of everyone without exposing any parts of her underwear regions. I can’t even properly explain how she got the bottom of the two-piece on like that but she did. I was trying not to stare... but damn. That was a difficult task.

Around now was when I noticed her body. She was fit and muscular but also had curves to die for. She had nice, perky C cups DDD cups (She read this and corrected me. I'm not good at sizing and I would rather underestimate than overestimate.) that would probably just be a perfect handful and the suit was definitely too small for her so they were barely contained. I also noticed, now, that her belly button was pierced. She got up to the platform from which I’d been flipping and did an elegant dive into the pool.

“That’s better.” She smiled at me.

“Yep! No more bugs.” I paused. “You know, Dave has a bathroom.”

“Yeah, but what fun is changing in private?”

I splashed her and she splashed me back. We carried on and eventually, I got the idea to dunk her. I went up behind her and tried to get her to go under but I couldn’t! Instead, she turned around, grabbed my leg, put her hand on my chest, and smashed me down into the water.

I came up to get the water out of my nose a little dumbfounded. “What the-?”

Dave looked over. “Ha! Yeah, you can’t mess with Keira. She’s ripped.”

Keira lifted her arms out of the pool and flexed. I swear, her biceps were bigger than mine! I’m a skinny guy but I’m not a twig. I’m right at 6’0” and 165lbs. I have decent upper-body strength and my arms aren’t tiny.

“I take pole dance classes three times a week to stay in shape. You’re not gonna dunk me.”

“Challenge accepted.” I smiled at her and she smiled back. We got into fighting stances and I grabbed at her arms and legs to try to trip her up but it was no easy task. She slipped out of my holds with ease and would often reverse them on me.

“What the hell? How?”

“I also take contortionism classes alongside the pole classes.” She grabbed the side of the pool and brought her legs up in a wide V, almost doing the splits just holding up her legs. I tried not to think of the other applications for such a talent but it was hard not to.

“Impressive, but I’m sure I’ll get you.”

“Bring it on.”

We wrestled for what must have been a couple hours. I got her down and she got me down. At one point, one of her amazing breasts had fallen out of her top and I glimpsed it before looking away when she fixed it. I was the only one who had noticed, apparently. We continued on and it happened again and I told her about it and she kinda just stared at me for a second before I looked away and she fixed it.

She went up to Dave when he wasn’t looking and started jabbing his sides to try to tickle him.

“Too bad I’m not ticklish,” Dave scoffed.

“Is Keira ticklish…?” I asked with a devilish smile.

Keira darted away from Dave. “Don’t you dare. I can’t be held responsible for what I do when I’m tickled.”

“That’s okay. You can hold me responsible.” I tried to get at her sides but she was too quick and strong to let me at them. “I’m sure I’ll catch you off-guard later…”

Eventually, everyone else was out of the pool and it was only us two in the pool and a couple of people sitting around to see who would win. We were tied for dunks and it came down to one final point before we could get out. It took about twenty minutes of constantly getting each other into locks and escaping them before I finally got her under.

She came up from the water and shouted, “DAMN IT.”

We shook hands and I said, “GG, nub.” She sneered at me, shoved me, splashed me, and got out of the pool.

I climbed out after she went inside and my friend Mike stopped me to ask, “So how long did the boner last?”

I smiled and shoved him. “Get outta here.” I actually didn’t get one but women who can hold their own against my physically is one of my biggest turn-ons and I think he knew that.

So I went to the bathroom to change and came back out to find her changing outside once again.

“Oh! Sorry.” I looked away.

“I don’t care. You’re not gonna see anything anyway.” She was so cocky. I love that.

We went inside after she finished. It was about 10pm now and it seemed that she was about to leave. I was disappointed but was at least looking forward to a goodbye hug. Just then, a tipsy Dave came to the rescue and demanded that she stay for a final drink. He blended her up a slushy made of just ice and UV Blue Raspberry Lemonade (Even if I don’t drink, the sip I had was delicious).

She agreed to stay for it and came and stood behind the couch where I was. Dave brought her her drink and she had a sip and put it down. Just then, I managed to see her sides unguarded and went to tickle them, but she didn’t flinch!

“Wait what? Where are you ticklish?”

“Yeah. Like I’m gonna tell you.” She smirked.

“I mean, that just means that I’ll have to look for it.”

“Go ahead.”

I went for her neck. Nothing. Stomach. Nothing. Forearms. Nothing. Hips. Nothing. When I tried her armpits, however… my arms were suddenly impaled by her nails. I’m a bit of a masochist so I alllllmost moaned. She was pulling my arms away while she dug her nails in deeper and I fought to keep tickling her. She finally got my hands away and I gave up.

I kept going to grab at her armpits and she kept digging her nails into me in various places along my arms. At one point, she jumped up and supported herself on her hands, pressing my arms down onto the top of the couch. This position, incidentally, pushed her chest right up to my face and I enjoyed a little bounce as she jumped…

“Keira, get your boobs out of Nate’s face,” Dave drunkenly teased.

“I was holding his arms down. Get outta here,” Keira said. I tried to back her up but I certainly couldn’t say that I didn’t notice…

Keira climbed over the couch and sat down next to me as we watched the group rotate players playing Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I kept teasing her and she continued to claw me until she drew blood one time. She kept apologizing.

“Don’t be sorry. If I wanted you not to claw me, I wouldn’t be tickling you…”

She laughed and smirked at me. “You said you’re not ticklish. Are you sure?”

I hesitated. “Okay, I have a couple spots. One’s the roof of my mouth so I don’t think you’ll get there, and the other is a spot around my waist.”

She slid her hands toward my waistline and slipped her fingers into my pants just under my belt a little bit. “Like around here?”

I lost my breath for a second. When a girl slips her fingers under my belt, it’s one of my biggest turn-ons. “No no, not quite. A little higher.” She pulled up my shirt a little and trailed her fingers back and forth across my exposed skin, trying to trigger it. She hit the spot a few times and then stopped. She revisited the area throughout the night.

A few hours passed and these shenanigans kept up. Must’ve been midnight or so. I got up and go to the bathroom and came back to find that, apparently, I had missed Keira kissing Sarah, who was a friend of mine from high school. They did it because they said they would if Dave would kiss Eric. So the guys took one for the team and were rewarded. I jumped over the back of the couch and went for Keira’s exposed armpits. She whipped around and grabbed my neck and dug her nails into it. I must have had a pleasurable expression on my face for a split second without meaning to because she saw it and dug her nails deeper into my neck even though I’d stopped trying to tickle her. After digging in quite a bit, she raked her nails away, causing bright red lines to form.

She smirked. “I warned you.”

I smiled at her and chuckled a little.

She smiled back. “I’m tired… If I lay on you, will you tickle me?”

I hesitated. “Nooo. I guess not.”

She repositioned herself so her head was in my lap and her face was leaning kinda towards me.

“You smell good,” she sleepily mumbled.

Eventually, we started holding hands. She was occasionally letting out these little contented sighs that I’m sure only I could hear since I felt the vibration of it and I’d hum slightly back to let her know I was enjoying myself too. She got up to go to the bathroom and my friend Jake came over and sat next to me. Jake and I are pretty close friends.

He kinda looked at me and just went, “So… You and Keira…”

“haha. Yeah, we’re not being very discreet, are we…?”

“I mean it’s whatever. You’re both single. Why don’t you do something about it?”

“You know I can’t do that. She and Dave were a thing.”

“Dude. Dave’s with Sarah now. And he and Keira have been just friends for years now.”

“Wait, seriously? You’re kidding me. I thought there was something residual there.”

“Not even a little bit. They’re pretty much just bros.”

“... You sure?”

“It’s all green lights, man.”

I kinda chuckled to myself. “Wow… Thanks, then.”

Keira came back out and I made a move this time, putting my arm around her. We sat flirting for a while until people started to leave or go to other rooms to sleep around 2am and pretty soon, it was just six of us or so in the TV room. At this point, I was laying on her. My head was pleasantly resting on her chest. She was running her hands through my hair. It felt amazing… After a few minutes, I grabbed her hand and made it tighten on my hair to convey pulling it.

“Oh sorry. I’ll stop,” she said as she drew her hand away.

“No no no. That’s not what I meant. Here.” I grabbed her hand and made her really pull my hair.

“Ohhhh…” She went on to pull on her own for a few minutes.

NSFW Starts Here. Here’s a TL;DR for those of you who skipped to here: I met Keira at a party and we wrestled in the pool and built a lot of sexual tension and she was really good at wrestling since she works out via pole dancing and contortionism classes which made her that much hotter and we went inside and I tickled her a bunch, causing her to dig her nails into me. Hard. Which I absolutely love so I kept tickling her and she kept clawing me. We were kind of all over each other all night. Aaaaand go:

After that, she said, “I’m gonna sit on your lap, kay?”

“Huh? Oh okay.”

We repositioned and she turned toward me and I assumed she’d be facing out but she, instead, went to straddle me and leaned in close to me in an embrace. I wasn’t expecting that. It was really nice. Suddenly, I felt her lips on my neck… and then her tongue… and then her teeth. It was all I could do to keep a straight face and not make any sounds in response because we were still clearly in view of the other people and she was definitely trying to remain discreet.

I turned slightly to whisper in her ear. “You wanna go outside?”

“Took you long enough.” She dismounted and I quickly but discreetly wiped my neck off to keep it from shining for everyone else to see.

I got up and she followed. We walked out to the back porch area and shut the door and I immediately kissed her. I walked her over to the couch and we sat down, continuing to kiss. She dug her nails into my arms and dragged all the way down to my wrists. I moaned into her lips pressed onto mine. I reached up and grabbed at her breast and squeezed and massaged it in my hand. She let out a moan and slipped her hands up my shirt and dug her nails into my sides, raking them inward towards my stomach. We kept at this for a while until I bit her lip and she broke away to assault my neck with bites, creating some hickeys while she was there.

“Sorry about those. That’s gonna leave a mark.” She rubbed my neck a little as she looked at what she’d done.

“Don’t be. I love being branded…”

I told her to sit on top of me like she was inside and we made out more. I loved feeling her tongue ring on my lips and her lip ring gave me something to pull on. She kept reaching up my shirt and digging her nails into my skin using my collarbones as handles. Sometimes she’d reach up and just drag straight down from my neck all the way to my waist. Other times still, She’d reach up the back of my shirt and drag her nails down. My torso looked like a crime scene in Dexter.

I pulled away and kissed and bit her neck before going lower, kissing her chest and pulling her shirt down to expose a her bare breast. It was incredible… They were perfect handfuls and stayed perky even as her bra was lowered. Her nipple was pierced, too. I licked it and she shivered and moaned so responsively. I smiled and went all-in, flicking my tongue all around it and nibbling at it with my teeth a little. She moaned and gyrated against my crotch and ran her fingers through my hair, pulling it hard after being gentle. I went for her other breast while I continued to play with this one with my fingers. Her other one was pierced as well. She was loving it.

“Can I see you again after this?” I asked.

“I don’t see why not…”

At this point, she took off her shirt and I pulled the straps of her bra down, letting her breasts out freely.

The couch we were on was up against the wall where the door was so people in that room wouldn’t see us unless they pressed against the glass to look out, pretty much. We heard someone inside and I started to cover her up but she looked at me and just said, “I don’t care if you don’t.”

I kept licking and sucking at one and playing with the other before switching to make sure both of them are adequately lubricated. She reached down to my torso and slipped her fingers under my belt and started undoing it.

I instantaneously had a heated internal battle and twisted up my face when the battle had a victor. “Wait… This isn’t the right time.”

She paused for a sec and covered up. “What’s wrong? I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

“No no… I mean, you’ve just had a few drinks tonight so I know you’re not sober.”

She leaned in and bit my ear. “Alcohol never makes me do things that I wouldn’t otherwise do. It merely makes me ever so slightly more likely to act on things that I want to do.” She pulled away. “But if you really don’t want to-”

I kissed her. We kept kissing for a while and she started grinding on me. Hard. I was thrusting with her rhythm and I was going crazy. I was reaching behind her and slipping my hands down her pants to grab her ass. She had an amazing ass… And I’d reach around on the outside of her jeans to brush against her crotch which was incredible warm. After about 15 minutes of this, she reached down and started undoing my belt.

She kinda looked at me like she was asking for permission and then said, “Or are you gonna cry drunk chick again?”

I swallowed and shook my head. She undid my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and unzipped them before slowly reaching into my boxer briefs and massaging the base of my erection. Meanwhile, she was just savoring my facial expressions with this cocky look on her face like “That’s right. You’re mine now.” She slowly slipped her hand further in and pulled it out and slipped it through the slot in my underwear. She started slowly jerking me off and I moaned at her touch. We started kissing again while she rubbed on me and it was heavenly. I never thought that the fucking hot pole-dancing, contortionist, pierced goddess whom I’d thought was gorgeous when I first met her years ago would be giving my a handjob at a friend’s party at 2am…

I was lost in ecstasy while we were kissing and she was rubbing me when suddenly she pulls away and says, “Now, I don’t want to do anything you’re not comfortable with…” and she slides off my lap. “You have to let me know if I do anything that goes too far.” She got on her knees on the floor. “You’d let me know, right?” Her hand was around the base with her lips hovering around the head.

I nodded.

“Good.” She flicked her tongue out on the head and I gasped. She pumped the shaft with her hand and circled the head with her tongue. We heard someone in the room inside and she glanced over and then up and me but I shook my head like, “I couldn’t care about that right now even if I tried.”

She went back to licking me and then she plunged the entire length into her mouth and down her throat. I’m maybe just a little above average in the length and girth departments and I’d never seen someone do that so easily. She held herself down there doing small bobs, pressing my head against the back of her throat and she came up to pump and suck the head a while. I was in heaven. I moaned and called her name and she’d moan into me while she sucked. She came up for air and just used her hand for a sec and I kissed her so deeply. She straightened up a little so she was jerking me off between her breasts while we made out.

After a while, I said, “Please tell me I get to see you again after this.”

“Of course… I already told you.”

“I know. I just like hearing it again.”

“Want my mouth back down there?”

I kissed her again. “... Yes please.”

She went back down and started by running her tongue all the way from the base to the tip, maintaining eye contact the entire time. She was really good about that… After she got to the tip, she went back down from a different side and licked all the way up again. That’s always one of my favorite things… It feels so good. Then she took me in her mouth and sucked at the head while she pumped the shaft again. After a bit of that, she went incredibly deep. I don’t think I’d ever had someone go as deep as she did. She stayed there and bobbed lightly against the back of her throat. She came back up for air and her eyes were a little red.

“Holy shit… Are you okay?” I asked. I always feel a little bad seeing girls tear up from deep throating since I assume it’s because it’s uncomfortable.

She kinda paused to consider her answer. “I’m in complete control right now. Nothing I choose to do will make me uncomfortable. If you were guiding me with your hand and pushing me down, which you’re welcome to do if you want, then you could ask if I was okay.

I kinda chuckled at her answer and kissed her. That dominance was so attractive… It was hard to handle.

After that, she started doing what allllways gets me to climax. She started bobbing her head up and down with her hand right below her lips, following the same rhythm as her mouth. Then she’d stop when I got close and start licking my head again. I couldn’t tell if that was intentional or not, but one of my favorite things is getting close and stopping… But I also didn’t want her to have to go longer than she wanted to by losing all of that momentum. I decided not to worry about it. She started getting me close again and then she stopped again.

“You feel that?” She asked.

“Feel what?”

“I can tell when you’re close and I’ve been stopping.”

“Fuck yes I noticed. That’s so fucking sexy…” I couldn’t believe she was prolonging oral intentionally. That, alone, was one of the sexiest things I’d ever experienced.

She smiled at that response and went back down. She got me closer than she had before. “Ahhh. I’m getting close…”

To that, she just went, “Mhm” while she was sucking in a way that was like “Of course you are… I’m the greatest.” She really was.

“Fuck… It feels so good, Keira.” I was shaking a little, now. I’d had blowjobs before but this was in a league of its own.

Then she stopped again. I started breathing heavily from this one since I was so close. She gauged my facial expressions and pumped my shaft ever so slowly and licked slowly around the head. She did that for about half a minute.

“How close did you get that time?”

“Really fucking close.”

“How close are you now?”

“About the same since you’ve been teasing it at just the right pace.”

She smiled and got up to kiss me, reaching up my shirt and scratching down my chest with both hands, then reaching around my sides and digging in and dragging to my stomach and then up and down my back. The pain was unbelievable and it was incredible. All that got my mind slightly off the blowjob and she went back down once more after I’d settled down.

This time, she stopped sucking to say, “If you want to come, you’re gonna have to put your hand on my head and force me to do it.”

I kissed her and brushed my hand through her hair, stopping at the base of the back of her head and guiding it back down, making her bob at just the right pace. I was moaning lightly and calling out her name in ecstasy. One of her hands was pumping my shaft beneath her lips and the other was resting on my stomach, occasionally raking her nails down.

“Fuck. I’m getting close.”

“Mhmmmm.”

A few seconds pass. “I’m gonna come soon.” I couldn’t tell for sure if I was gonna come in her mouth or not. I wanted to give her adequate warning if she didn’t want me to.

She let out a “Mmmmhmmmmmm” that was partially a moan and partially acknowledgement. She was moaning into me constantly now.

“Oh fuck…” I grabbed her head with both hands and was guiding her up and down. She moaned into me again. “I’m gonna come… I’m coming.”

She moaned, letting me know to finish in her mouth. Stream after stream of come shot into her mouth as she continued to bob up and down even though I’d let go of her head. She knew just what pace to go and sucked me dry as I came… I was mumbling incoherently as I felt pleasure throughout my entire body like I’d never felt before. The tremors finally slowed down a bit and she was still sucking me off… Making sure I was completely clean. She finally slid her lips up to the tip, swirled her tongue around it, and came off sucking with a satisfying pop.

“You’re seriously incredible…” I was still shaking.

She smiled and giggled a little. “Thank you.”

I kissed her immediately and passionately, pulling her into me with my hand on the back of her neck. We made out like that for a while before I pulled away and said, “There’s something I wanna ask.”

“Oh? What is it?”

“Can you come from oral?”

She hesitated. “Well yes, but it takes a while. The more surefire way is to fuck me facing against a wall.”

“I dunno that now is the time for that.”

“Still afraid of getting caught?” She taunted.

“A little… But I also really want to taste you…”

“Then do it.”

I kissed her again and motioned for her to get onto the couch next to me. She’d still been on her knees. She got onto the couch next to me.

“Lay down.”

She lowered herself slowly, making constant, hungry eye contact.

I got on my knees at her feet and started re-doing my pants. “My hands are still so shaky, I can barely work my belt buckle…”

“It was that good, huh?” She smirked.

I laughed and said, “Yeah,” at the same time. I reached down to undo her belt and unbutton her pants and unzip them… I pulled them off to reveal these sexy little black panties. They had lacy trim. I pulled those off and saw that she had an amazing pussy hidden beneath. Trimmed and wonderfully inviting. I went up and kissed her again before trailing kisses down her neck, chest, stomach, and then her waistline… She was so responsive, gasping as I got lower and lower. I hovered above her pussy and just stared at it for a while. Was truly gorgeous and it had that wonderful well-maintained smell. I flicked my tongue across the top of it and she gasped. Then I just went all in, licking her clit area in various patterns and savoring her taste. It was wonderful. I kept at that for a while, taking in her responses. All of her gasps and moans and gyrations were just heavenly. She responded so well to everything I did. It was perfect.

Soon, I came away just a little and ran my middle finger down the length of her slit before sliding it inside of her… Then I twisted my hand to be palm-up and started going in and out with my finger arching to pull on her top wall as it went out in a “Come hither” sort of motion. She responded to this extremely well… I just gazed up at her writhing at my touch, savoring the moment.

Then I went back in with my tongue, too, and she moaned louder than before. Combining both stimuli, she started shaking a little and shivering.

“You know, you can bite a little, too.”

So I did, very lightly. She gasped sharply and I continued on, mixing that into my technique. I’m pretty sure I was enjoying this more than she was, if possible. Going down on a girl who can climax from it is one of my favorite things. I’d normally take my time a little, but I took it as a bit of a challenge when she told me that it takes a while to get her to climax from oral.

Now, I’m not a seasoned veteran when it comes to this sort of thing, but the few times that I have done it, I’ve been told that I’m very good. That’s probably because I’m always open to critiques and suggestions, allowing me to evolve and adapt better than people who might be too proud to do that.

Before I knew it, she said, “I’m so close.” Surprised me! I hadn’t been down there but five minutes.

I moaned into her to encourage her. My right hand was the one fingering her and my left hand was wrapped up under her leg to her stomach and she grabbed that arm and dug her nails into my forearm harder than she had before. It was wonderful. I kept going and she put both of her hands on my head, running her fingers through my hair, pulling it hard. Pretty soon, she was moaning and bucking against my face and her hips arched forward and I felt her tighten against my finger. Her hands were lifting my face off of her slightly and I stopped using my finger as she shook and shuddered. We froze like that for about 20 seconds as she just took it all in… When she started to slow down, I flicked out my tongue to lash her clit and she gasped and shook all over again.

“Wow…” I said. “That was amazing…”

“Yeah, I get really sensitive after I come.” Her voice was a low whisper. I could barely hear her. “I’m just gonna lay here for a bit.”

I slid my finger slowly out of her and I licked it to taste what she was like deeper inside. I’ve found that girls often taste different inside and out. Somehow, deeper inside was actually sweet. I’m not even kidding. She was actually sweet. I sucked my finger clean, enjoying every bit… Then I slid that finger up and down her slit again to make her shake. It was wonderful.

I wiped my mouth clean and went up to kiss her. She moaned into me, apparently even sensitive to kiss. We parted and I stared into her eyes. “You’re incredible…”

She smiled and whispered, “You’re not so bad yourself.”

I kissed her again and leaned back to run my fingers along her inner thigh, occasionally crossing her wet pussy.

She smirked at me. “You’re not helping my recovery process, you know.”

I smiled. “Don’t worry. I know.”

We sat there for a while before I put her underwear back on her and helped her get her pants on. We were both in need of hydration so we went inside to find that everyone had gone to sleep. We had some drinks and headed back out to the couch. I took off my shirt to see what my skin was like after all of that and it looked like I had just gotten mauled to death by Wolverine. We laughed, I put my shirt back on, and we cuddled on the couch to drift off to sleep… Both of us extremely satisfied.

NSFW Ends Here

-Epilogue-

We woke up before everyone else since we were outside and the heat was getting to us. It was around 5am after going to sleep around 3am. We decided to just head home. She told me her phone was dead and I sympathized without thinking much of it. As we were putting our shoes on, she mentioned it again and I offered my sympathy again.

“I’m telling you because I can’t get your number.”

“Oh. Right. Sorry! Too tired.” I pulled out my phone and opened up the dialer for her. She entered her number, we put on our shoes, walked out of the house, and walked to our cars. I caressed her face with my hand before leaning in to kiss her goodbye. “Bye, Keira.”

“Bye…”

We’ve been texting ever since and it’s clear that we have a connection. We agree on all of the key issues we’ve discussed and we’re certainly extremely sexually compatible… I also wanted to do the right thing by my friend (Though it might have been a little late) and talk to Dave about it. I texted him, explaining the situation (Though he and Keira talk a lot so she’d already filled him in), telling him that I wouldn’t have acted upon it had Jake not given me the green light and Dave cursed Jake for telling me that it was okay merely because he wanted to toy with me and guilt me before revealing that it was all fine.

We’ve both been craving another meet, but she’s busy until tomorrow, so that’s when we made plans for… I guess we’ll see what happens.