This great sexperience happened to me one night last June on the occasion of my graduation party,
Kathy, who was a year older than I, had made me think for a while that she wanted a good fucking. I thought this because of all the teasing and flirting she’d done in school. She’d also told me stories about her affairs in the city park with her boyfriend. Kathy has brown-blonde hair, green eyes, a set of humongous tits and a soft, plump ass that’s just big enough to hold on to.
At my party, which was held in a recreation hall close to my house, I didn’t have much time to talk to Kathy because I had to welcome and play host to the hundred or so guests who came to give me money and gifts for making it through high school.
Kathy gave me a pair of pink bikini briefs as a gag gift, but I suspected she meant it as more than a gag and that she wanted to get what would be in them when I put them on.
She did some heavy drinking at the party and, by the time she was ready to leave, she was a little tipsy. Standing in the doorway, squeezing my ass I didn’t realize what she was doing at the moment , she asked if she could use the telephone to call for a ride home. Since there wasn’t a phone in the rec hall, I took her to my house, only a few minutes away, to use my phone.
I heard her tell her brother on the phone that she would be ready to leave in an hour and that he should pick her up in the family car. My heart jumped at my realization that I was alone in the house with Kathy and her big tits.
“Why don’t you try on your present?” she said after hanging up the telephone. I said I couldn’t because I had to go back to the party. “Go ahead then,” she said, “but I won’t be able to see you again for a while.”
When I heard that, I gave in to her request and went to put on the pink briefs, I returned to find her sitting on the couch. “Come here,” she purred. “Let me see them on you.”
I unbuttoned my pants to give her just a peek. As I anticipated, she yanked my jeans down. “Let me see more!” Kathy insisted. “I want to be sure they fit.”
So there I was, standing in my underwear with my dick growing harder by the second. Its eight throbbing inches couldn’t hide from a blind woman. Before I knew it, Kathy was rubbing my erection through the soft silky fabric of the shorts. Soon she maneuvered it through the fly and began massaging the hot, bare flesh. She looked up at me with a wicked grin and took my cockhead in her mouth, using her tongue to caress it and to dip in and out of the hole at the tip.
Hardly two minutes had passed before she lost what little control she had left and went totally wild on my dick, slurping and gulping and rubbing it all over her face with a savage lust.
I took over finally. Holding her head firmly between my hands, I began fucking her mouth like a wild animal. She squeezed my ass with every thrust, pulling me against her and taking my dick down her throat with the ease of an old hooker. Then, with one hand still firmly planted on my ass, she cupped my balls in the other and gently squeezed. Her mouth left my cock for a moment to take in one, and then both, of my balls for a bit of warmth. As she did this, my dick danced awkwardly around her nose and forehead. I felt like she had my whole body inside her as she licked and sucked on the sensitive testicles.
Soon she placed both hands on my dick and rolled it between them as she resumed sucking it. Driven out of control by this, I promptly shot a hot load down her throat and she swallowed it eagerly. When I had no more come to give, Kathy lovingly rubbed my damp cock all over her face.
After resting awhile on the couch, she stood up and undressed. For the first time I saw those massive tits of hers uncovered, the pert, big nipples and all the milky white flesh. I grabbed both of them and they overflowed my grasp. As I fondled one, I sucked and nibbled on the other. I flicked my tongue against her nipples and surrounded the delicate pink areolas with my lips.
When I saw Kathy almost swooning with pleasure, I stretched her out on the couch and went down headfirst to find her clit. One of the things Kathy had teased me about in school was how erotic my tongue looked. I knew she wanted it more than anything, so I gave it to her—and I gave it to her good. Her nipples, for example, I sucked and bit and pulled. My tongue explored areas that, I’m sure, were not virgin territory to her boyfriend, but if she moaned out in the park where she and he used to fuck like she was moaning now, she would have attracted a whole herd of horny bull moose.
When Kathy asked me to fuck her, of course I was happy to oblige. As she remained lying on the couch, I stood up to take in the entire beautiful sight of her.
“Forget the romantic shit,” I told myself. “I want a big helping of that pussy!” I jumped on her and she grabbed my ass again as I began pumping my thick rod in and out of her hot box. It seemed as if the whole couch was moving with every thrust. Our tongues wrestled each other and my sweaty hands struggled to fondle her breasts and stiff nipples.
Kathy moaned and writhed under the weight of my body. The hotness of flesh against flesh, the heady scent of perfume and the sweet pain of her fingernails on my back and ass cheeks were sensations that combined to enhance my excitement. I felt her arching her pelvis upward to meet the rhythmic thrusts of my cock.
It seemed forever before I felt that familiar tingle arise in my balls. I slowed the pace in an effort to hold off as long as possible, but the throbbing pressure of her pussy walls around my cock overcame every bit of restraint and so I fucked furiously. Kathy’s animal noises were intensifying and I knew she was ready to come, too. We rocked back and forth, up and down, in perfect rhythm. I came first in a series of gigantic spurts that sent her into a wild, screaming orgasm.
I stayed on top of her, pumping, until my cock softened. I sucked her tits until she told me to get up. Was it over?
My anxiety lasted only until I happily found out that she’d gotten up only so she could suck my cock again. She couldn’t get enough of it into her mouth—or of my ass cheeks in her hands. These after-orgasm efforts drove new sensations through my body and made my legs tremble. It was a good thing that my next-door neighbors were at the party or they would have heard Kathy’s screams and thought they were listening to a house full of screwing cats.
Needless to add, Kathy’s present—and I don’t mean the bikini briefs—was better than any of the gifts that the other guests gave. From now on, I plan to have a party after every big event in my life—college-graduation party, first-job party, first-job-lost party, just-because-I-can party, etc.—D.W., Pittsburgh, Pa.
