So one of my besties threw a birthday party for herself this week. She invited pretty much everyone...including someone very special to me, Dylan. If you don´t know who Dylan is just check out my first story.
I've been obsessed with this dude for so long, and I've edged my clit so many fucking times just thinking about him fucking me, I stopped counting after the like the 5th time or something.
My friend gave me a heads up that he was coming after I asked her, so I got into the dirtiest and hottest dress I could find and put my body into it. My tits we're literally ready to pop out, and it barely covered my ass. Once I was ready I headed for the party.
More and more people came in, until her house was packed full. There must've been at least like 40 people there. I was kinda nervous so I started drinking, that's when I finally saw him. He was standing talking to a group of friends. I chugged the rest of my drink and headed towards him. I still remember the adrenalin rush I got.
I said hey and made sure to hug him tight so my boobs were pressed up against him. We began talking, and slowly the people he was talking to were dragged away one after another one, until it was just us. Everything went to plan haha. We just continued small talking a bit and how much we enjoyed our last adventure in his car.
While we were talking, my mind raced of all the dirty things we'd get up to. I remembered the things we did in his car the last time I spent time with him.
My pussy started getting a little bit excited while talking to him. It got to a point where I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed him by the hand and led him over to an empty bedroom.
I locked the door, pushed him on the bed and started kissing him. One of his hands went to my ass, the other to my tits, squeezing them while he stuck his tongue down my throat. I started to grind on his cock while ripping both our clothes off, until he pulled back and told me he wanted to make good use of my throat.