Paula was 20 years old, and looking for a fun night out.
A guy friend she knew from the clubs had invited her and friend Rachel to a birthday party. The idea was simple, the girls would meet everyone at a bar in the city. After drinks they would head back for shots and cake. Both Paula and Rachel dressed up for the night, Paula was in stockings and a short black dress while Rachel put in shorts and a low cut top.
Everyone met at the bar, Greg was the first at the bar with the drinks and paying for everything since it was his party. With him were a group of his friends, everyone was dressed up and drinking shots and celebrating. The music was loud and when the girls arrived everyone offered them drinks and a dance.
After a couple of hours of dancing and drinking Greg came over to Paula and said, "We are heading back to my apartment to carry on, are you coming?"
Paula smiled, she was new to being able to be out so much and loved it. "Of course! I'll get Rachel," she smiled back and went over to get her friend. 20 minutes later everyone was falling through the door of Greg's apartment.
Greg made his way to the kitchen while everyone else headed to the lounge and found places to sit. He returned with two bottles of Tequila.
"OK, birthday drinks for everyone," he shouted. Everyone cheered.
Paula looked around, there was her and Rachel, then Greg and five of his friends in the lounge. Everyone was looking pretty drunk. Paula was already excited from a night at the club, and now they were back and she and Rachel were the only girls, she was really enjoying the fact that she could feel the guys looking over her. They had all drunk a little too much, and their eyes were wandering, and every glance and stare at her or Rachel's figure was warming her up.
The shot glasses were on the table and Greg poured everyone a large measure. Then one of his friends, Paula was sure it was Nate or something similar, stepped up.
"Greg, happy birthday mate! heres to you - anything you want for your birthday", Nate laughed at the end and raised his glass. Everyone did the same.
Greg smiled, then looked over to Paula, "well I wouldn't mind a lap dance?" he joked.
Everyone laughed, Nate jumped in, "well I'm sure we can call a cab and find somewhere to go!"
Paula jumped up before even thinking. Fueled a little by the drinks and attention all night, "I'm sure we can do something here, rather than head out," she said.
The room went quiet for a minute, then everyone cheered. Nate stepped back, "well I think we need to give the floor to Paula!"
One of the other guys got up from an armchair, "here you go Greg, you need this."
Greg fell back in the chair. Paula looked over to Rachel, and Rachel smiled and winked, "you go girl!"
Paula downed the shot and then handed the glass to one of the guys and stood up and walked over toward Greg. One of the guys turned on the music, 50c started playing and suddenly Paula felt the rush of feeling like a stripper. She slowly started dancing, moving her hips to the music. As the music kicked in she could feel the excitement building, slowly everyone else was dropping away and she found herself staring at Greg seated in the chair in front of her.
Paula moved her hips and the started running her hands up and down her thighs and then over her breasts, touched herself through the material of her black dress, inching closer to Greg. She was watching his eyes focused more and more on the curves of her body, and each stare she got made her more excited. Everyone in the room was dropping away and now all she wanted to do was turn Greg on and make him want her.
She moved closer with the music and then slowly leaned forward toward him, bending forward to allow him a view down her dress to see her pert tits. She wanted more and more for him to enjoy the view. Her hands moved up and down, starting to cup them as she leaned in front of him and squeeze them together so he could enjoy her cleavage.
She moved her feet each side of his thigh, and then while still squeezing her pert young tits she slowly lowered herself onto his thigh. She only had a thong on and she could already feel how hot her pussy was as it touched his jeans. She couldn't help but rub her pussy gently over his thigh, leaning forward more so she could feel his breath getting heavier on her chest.
Paula could hear the other guys voices, low murmurings of excitement, but was now so focused on Greg it was all slipping away. All she knew was that she wanted to feel Greg's cock, her hand ran up his thigh while she ground her pussy on it. As it reached his crotch she felt the rock hard cock there. It was huge, the biggest cock she had felt and she knew she wanted to feel it more. She moved her leg over so she was straddling him now and then lowered her pussy onto his crotch. His hard cock pressed through his jeans on her thong, the excitement was building as she leaned forward more to felt him face touch her chest through her dress for the first time. Each touch turned her on more and each increase in excitement made her grind her pussy harder on his crotch.
She leans next to his ear, "is this good for you?" she moaned.
He nodded excitedly.
"would you like to see more Greg?" she teased, wanting to hear him ask for it.
"Oh god yes!" he moaned back, "tell me what you want to see baby?" Paula asked wanting more.
"I want to see those lovely tits for a start!" Greg blurted out excitedly.
Paula leaned back and then slowly lowered the straps from her dress, gently pulling is down, inching is lower. As the material brushed down she revealed her black lace bra, lowering her dress to her waist.
"Why don't you take off my bra Greg and play with my tits? would you like that?" Paula teased.
Greg needed no encouragement and was quickly undoing her bra and pulling it free, his hands cupping Paula perfectly formed tits and stroking her nipples. His touch pushed Paula further into excitement. As his hands work over her tits and reaches down and starts to unbutton his jeans, reaching in and pulling his huge cock out.
"Oh Greg look at that" Paula moaned as she started pumping his cock while she sat on his lap.
