Megan and I had been sleeping together for some time. She was the kind of girl who didn't mind a late night text message or phone call to come over and "watch a movie" which meant sex no matter how one tried to mask it. For only being eighteen years old, just out of high school, she was a pro. She knew exactly what she wanted and would make it known without hesitation. Our first encounter was one hot June day when she invited all the guys over to her parent's house for an afternoon pool party. We were all a few years older, and had a house on the other side of town that would throw wild parties all the time. Megan and her friends, most of whom would sleep with my roommates on a regular basis, would always be at the parties, and she figured it would be nice to invite us to her place for once.
She was always the least forward out of her group of friends, the only who hadn't slept with anyone of our crew yet. That day at the pool was the first time I noticed just how hot she was. She wore a light blue bikini top with matching booty shorts. She was about 5'6", no more than 110 pounds, tight ass, beautiful 36c breasts, natural light brown hair with small bleach blonde highlights...she was hot. Her eyes screamed fuck me, but she was reserved and quiet. Most of her friends had a less attractive build, and would be all over the first and willing guy they saw. Hence was the case this afternoon. Within 30 minutes of being there, Laura took my roommate Graham into the house, only to return about 45 minutes later with smirks on their face. Typical stuff for us. I made a joke to Megan about how quickly that came to be, and we started some small talk from there. Figures I was the only there without sunglasses on and it took everything in me to not let my eyes roam all over her body as we sat there sipping drinks and making conversation.
Later that night, after hours of failed attempts of trying to convince Megan to have the party at her house, everyone ended up back at our place...except Megan. As the night went on I wondered if she had someone else to sleep with regularly or if she just wasn't interested in any of us. Then around midnight I got a text message from her asking if I could come pick her up and bring her to our place. I rushed downstairs, hopped in the car, and raced over there. When I arrived, I went to the door, knocked, and there was no answer. After a few more knocks she opened, apologizing for keeping me waiting. To my surprise she was still in her bathing suit, not necessarily the best clothes for a party across town, with no swimming pool for miles. Just as I was about to ask her if she needed to change, she invited me and had me sit on the couch.
"Just a sec, ok? I fell asleep after the pool party and have to change real quick." she stated.
"No problem, I'm in no rush."
"Make yourself at home, theres drinks in the fridge, I'll be quick".
She ran upstairs and into her bedroom. I just sat there on the couch, waiting patiently, hoping to get back to the party soon.
"Mike, can you pour me a drink? There's vodka and cranberry juice in the fridge"
"Yea for sure, a big one? Haha" I replied
"Might as well, I'm sure everyone is already pretty wasted over there at this hour"
I poured her a strong, but not ridiculous drink and she came downstairs. She didn't exactly change much, just put a very tight fitting button shirt over her bikini and what I imagined was a small skirt over her bottoms. She took a sip of the drink.
"Don't you want one?" She asked.
"No thanks, probably shouldn't if I gotta drive back to my place".
"Oh yea, good call"
We stood there awkwardly for a few minutes while she sipped her drink and made more small talk similar to earlier that day.
"Oh I forgot to tell you!" She excalimed. "So after you guys all left, I came in and to my surprise found a used condom ontop of my washing machine!!" She pointed over to the laundry room. "Ughh I can't believe Laura fucks Graham all the time, he's such a pig"
Being the most words I'd heard out of her all day, I could tell the vodka was taking effect.
"Yea, he's a wild one. Girls like him tho for some reason, you got me beat." I responded trying not to shit talk my friend but state some honest facts.
"Some girls, not all Mike. What about you, I have only ever heard of you sleeping with Cassie, she won't stop talking about it"
I could tell I was blushing, this past winter I, in a very drunken state, got myself into a little scandal with Cassie, one of Megan's friends. Everyone always warned eachother of her, but I was sure to fall victem to the virign-loves-her-first game.
"Ummm yea, she's a very nice girl but...ughhh"
"You don't have to say anything. I thought I loved my first, then I had better, and better, and better, its just something a lot of girls do. She'll get over it, hopefully, haha."
Her joke kinda eased the moment.
"So you are in love with you best?...haha" I said trying to catch her in her own words. I was known for being witty and kind of a dick sometimes. In a funny way tho.
"NO" She stated firmly. "I don't fall in love, well at least not with guys I just sleep with, sex is fun, love is different."
I had a hard time imagining those words coming from an 18-year old's mouth.
"Well put, cheers to that" I picked her drink up off the counter and took a sip.
As I tried to hand it to her she pushed it aside and stepped closer, and without a second's hesitation she leaned in and kissed me. Not knowing what to do really, I mean it honestly caught me off guard, I just stood there and took it.
"Well, now that that's outta the way..." she said as she smoothly swept in for another. This time I returned pushing my tounged into her mouth which she eagerly responded to with hers. We stood there kissing in the kitchen for a few minutes, my hands starting rub her back, but careful to not explore too much.
"How about we say forget the party and let's go upstairs" she suggested.
I was shocked at how forward she was. She was always the shy one, but aren't they always. We walked up stairs and fell onto her bed, kissing more. I started to undo her shirt and she pulled mine over my head. I was on my back and she was straddling me. She reached behind her and undid the bikini top. Her breasts fell out and she took my hand and put it on one. They were perfect, small, sensative nipples, firm breasts, just perfect. She leaned down and kissed me again. My hands were exploring my new favorite place when I felt her undoing my jeans.
"Straight to the point, huh?" I joked.
"You don't know how long I've been waiting for this" she replied.
She pulled my jeans and my boxers off in one pull...she was definitly experienced. My dick was already hard, and as she pulled my pants off each leg she slid her hands back up to it. She gently rubbed its length, about 7 inches, up and down, focusing a little extra on the head each time.
"Do you have a condom?" She asked.
"Maybe in my car, not on me tho" I hesitantly responded.
I was sure that was the end of things, but she just licked my dick from the base to the head then took it into her mouth. She was slowly sucking it the legth over, moaning slightly, wrapping her tounge around the head each time she was at the top. After about two minutes straight she pulled her mouth away, letting out a big breath.
"Mmmmmmmmm should I keep going?" She deviously asked.
"Ummm yeaa..." I responded, my mind still in a slight daze from the amazing head I just got.
With that she burried it back into her mouth, sucking faster and harder this time. She started to suck just the tip while her right hand jerked the shaft. It was some of the best head of my life.
