Fingered than fucked at a party | 2016

This weekend I had what was probably the best night I've had in a while. The actual sex was quick but the build up had me wet and begging for it the whole time. Please forgive my grammar, I'm slightly tipsy and I'll try to edit things after I post.

It was at a very loud, noisy party. The theme was "the morning after" so I carefully picked out my outfit. I had on a baggy shirt and my favorite pair of panties (black and lacy). I was afraid that might be too little but was assured by my friends that that was fine for that theme, and by god it was. I got there about 8 and was kind of drunk already. The house it was out had two stories as well as a basement, the main story was crazy. There was beer pong in one corner, a dance floor in another, and a bar in the kitchen. I quickly traversed to the bar and picked up a drink. As I was sipping on my jack and coke a friend begged me to go dance with her. I wasn't sure but after enough convincing (and after I was done with my drink) I went with her.

The room was packed. The music was loud and I couldn't move without brushing up against 3 other people at any given time. My friend dragged me to the center and grabbed my hands, encouraging me to dance. Before long I was having a great time, moving this way and that. As I danced a guy I knew from class moved next to me and smiled. He was adorable, cute and had the cutest glasses. For some reason I just like glasses on a guy. I had talked to him every once in a while and he was nice. I enjoyed talking to him but never actually had hung out with him. I smiled back and danced close to him. I let my body be pressed against him as he grabbed my butt and pulled me close. I wrapped my arms around him as he grabbed me.

As I moved next to him for a couple minutes I felt his hands exploring my body. With one hand on my back and one on my ass they moved. One hand want under my shirt, the other under my panties. I let him squeeze me, I could feel his cock as he pulled me against him. His hand went from my butt down to my leg. He grabbed me hard as my hand started to search around him as well. My fingers explored his back as he grabbed me. Slowly he pushed me away to allow room for his hand to migrate to the front of my legs. I could feel his hand on my front thigh. I could feel his fingers tingle against my leg. I grabbed his hand and guided it a little higher.

His hand came to the lace on my panties. My hand reached into his pants. I wanted to feel that cock he had been rubbing me with. No one seemed to notice as I let my fingers reach his dick. Everyone was too busy dancing as he let his hand go over and under my panties. We still somewhat danced as he explored me. His hand came near my clit for just a second then moved away only to come close to it again. I spread my legs on the dance floor allowing him to explore deeper. I grabbed his hard cock as one, than two fingers slipped into me. I moaned a little (which was drowned out instantly) as he started to finger me right there, slowly in time with the music and the beat. I could feel him insert another finger, making him squat a little to get it in. I let his fingers in my pull me closer to him. I could feel myself shake a little as I tried to keep up the impression I was just dancing while at the same time had three fingers deep in me. I allowed myself to rise up and down on his fingers, allowing him to fuck me with them.

It was a slightly awkward angle for me to hold him as he fingered me but I wanted to grab on to him as he felt me. I wanted to feel his hard dick in my hand and imagine it inside me. My panties were starting to slide down as his fingers slide to my clit. He slowly stroked it as the music went. I couldn't take it anymore, I was starting to convulse. I leaned over and said as softly as I could with him still hearing me "let's go somewhere else". He nodded at once and I gave his cock a squeeze. We milled our way through the crowd and outside of the dance room. I had noticed before not very many people were going in the basement so he guided me there. We wondered down and scouted out the area. There were some people playing a drinking game so we dodged into a side room which was empty.

The moment we were in he locked the door. It seemed to be a study and he pulled me to the couch. I pushed him down onto it and let him pull down my panties. As I pulled off his pants he reached under my shirt and grabbed my tits. I cock was stiff as I sat on top of him. Slowly I positioned myself. After a slight bit of fumbling I positioned his cock the way I wanted it. I felt myself moan as I lowered myself. He was inside me.

Not wanting to wait another second I began to bounce on him. I was pretty drunk and am still new to being on top so at first he slipped out once or twice. The first time he took the opportunity to take my shirt off and grab my tit in his mouth. He grabbed me as it went on. I could feel him deep inside me as I stared at his face. His cute glasses started to slide as he started to thrust into me. I couldn't keep going. I felt myself start to be overcome as he started to take over with his thrusts.

He quickly repositioned me. He stood up and laid me down. He grabbed my legs and fucked me harder. I looked up at him, pure concentration on his face. I lifted my head and watched his dick slide in and out, in and out. I spread myself hoping it would allow him to reach deeper. I let out a moan and soon a louder one. I closed my eyes as he went faster. I twitched, his cock rammed again and again. I bit down on my tongue as he jammed himself deep within me.

I could hear him panting, "Megan" he said. "Yeah?" I squeaked out. "Almost there," he responded and pulled out. He leaned against me and five seconds later I felt a gush of cum on my stomach. I grabbed him and squeezed him as he came on me. He leaned down and kissed me. I could feel the last bit of him squirt on me. "That was fun" he said. I laughed and nodded. "I agree" I said, unsure what else to say. We cleaned up and went back to the rest of the party. We separated for an hour or two but ended up going back to his apartment later that night which was equally as fun. It was a good night.