The party was shit to begin with. My three friends who I came with had already hooked up with three of the best looking girls at the party and left me to my own devices. Not that I was ugly by any means - some even find me attractive, but it's definitely my personality that wins the girls over, until they get me naked. Whether it's my small frame or my meek nature girls are always shocked when my pants come off.
Let me be clear though, my cock is not a 10 inch monster that you read about it other stories.
It's about 7 inches, and about two and a half fingers widths thick. However, I am small, 5'8" and about 130lbs, so when my cock is hard, and jutting out from my small frame it looks majestic. The other thing is my balls, they hang rather low, which makes my cock look even bigger.
So, there I was sitting on the couch waiting for - God knows what, and she comes in. I recognised her from the coffee bar just around the corner from my house. Her name was Lacey and she had blonde curly hair just past her shoulders and these sparkling blue eyes. I stopped in every morning for my same drink and she knew me by name, and the flirting I thought was what she did for a tip. The thing that most stood out about her was her pearly white teeth - just this amazing smile that she had, so warm and comforting. There was the obvious amazing at least C-Cup tits and an ass that would not stop, but all in all her face was the most amazing feature.
She walks into the party and things start to get interesting, she looks around, not really looking for anyone, and then her eyes find mine, she smiles - heart melts and she walks over. She's in this amazing skirt that is just to her thighs (classy and yet slutty at the same time) and a white collared shirt that goes to her elbows. She's wearing funky "cat-like" glasses to complete the ensemble.
"Hey Darcy, what are you doing here?"
"Not much Lace, my friends sort of ditched me."
"Sorry to hear that," she smiles, "Mine too, well they were supposed to come, but they sold out, I figured I'd come anyways. You wanna get a drink?"
"Yah, for sure," I say. No way am I leaving now.
We go and grab a drink. We both like rum & coke, obviously a match made in heaven. The minutes fly by and turn into hours, and before I know it, it's 3 in the morning and we're both pretty tipsy.... I offered to walk her home, but she said she lived across town. I happened to live a five minute walk away and the alcohol induced courage made me say,
"Well, my couch is free, if you want."
She looked at me with those blue eyes... "Yah, that would be great Darce."
We made the journey to my house, sort of leaning and walking against each other my arm around her shoulder, it was heaven. We made it to my house - which was a disaster zone, I told her to have a seat on the couch and I would tidy up. I grabbed her some water and threw a bunch of stuff in the laundry.
"Do you have a t-shirt I can borrow?" She asked...
