I was rubbing my clit like crazy as the sensation of being filled by his cock sent intense waves of pleasure coursing through my body. In the back of my mind, I remembered Tom out at the party and felt a little guilty, but then I thought he might actually enjoy me telling him about this later, and my thoughts went back to that massive cock plunging in and out of my pussy. "Oh, yeah, fuck me!" I said, watching Charlie pound me in the mirror over the sink.
Charlie began thrusting faster and harder, and as I began to feel an orgasm coming over me I started pushing back against each stroke of his ramrod. That sent Charlie over the edge. "I'm coming!" he gasped, and I felt his cock spasming inside me, shooting his load. I climaxed like never before, shuddering and whimpering, trying not to cry out too loud. I felt my cunt contracting over and over on his thick cock. As the last of our spasms faded, Charlie withdrew and fell back weakly against the bathroom wall. I turned around and saw thick white cum still oozing from the tip of his prick. I licked it off and took his cockhead back into my mouth, squeezing out every last drop of semen. Then I leaned back against the sink, catching my breath.
Looking in the mirror, I fixed my hair a little, and readjusted my thong and skirt. With a little smile at Charlie, I slipped out of the bathroom, leaving him to recover. As I walked back to the party on wobbly legs, I could feel cum starting to drip down the inside of my thigh. I found Tom sitting on a couch and sat down next to him. When he turned to look at me, I kissed him forcefully, half hoping he would taste Charlie's cum in my mouth. "Let's go home" I said urgently into his ear. "What's the matter, is something wrong?" he asked. "I need you to fuck me!" I whispered. We left the party without saying any goodbyes.
As soon as we got in the door, we stripped off our clothes as fast as we could. I pushed Tom back on the bed and began sucking his already hard cock, but then quickly I moved up and straddled his face, telling him to eat me. He began licking my clit like he always does, but I said, "No, I want you to eat out my cunt!" After all the times he's come in my mouth and on my face, I wanted him to get a little taste of his own medicine (well, not really his own!). I'm not sure if Tom fully realized what was going on, but I think he must've noticed the semeny cream oozing from my slit into his mouth. If he did notice, he didn't say a word about it. We had wild sex for about an hour, and then both fell deeply asleep.
Maybe in a month or so I'll tell Tom the story of what happened that night, although I'm not sure if I'll tell him that it actually happened, or maybe just let him think it's another story I made up for his benefit. For now, it's my own dirty little secret!
