The best sexual experience I've ever had was a one-night stand in December. I was a tender 18 years old going to my best friend's parents Christmas party. It was held at a beautiful hotel and I remember walking in, I'm 5'5 and 175 pounds. I'm not fat but very curvaceous and with gracious 38DDD and thighs that would drive any man crazy. I wore a tight red velvet halter dress that glowed off of my caramel skin, and had ample cleavage room and just enough fabric to cover my sexy round ass. I walked in the door and into the lobby where I was instantly a hit with all the black men there. I seen them whisper and gawk, at this I walked and made sure that my ass swayed with every step of the 4 inch stilettos. I instantly knew that I was going to be getting some that night.
Quickly catching up with my friend and her family we had a great time dancing and conversating. I couldn't help but notice the man standing in the doorway to the ballroom; he was tall and dark. He kept looking at me, in an 'I want to fuck you' kind of way. I recognized the look and quickly reciprocated it. While I was dancing on the floor I made sure we had our eyes locked and that my body was moving to every beat in a seductive manner. He needed to have me and I had no problem giving up the pussy to him. After spending plenty of time with my friend, I decided that I was going up to her sister's room to get some alcohol.
It wasn't long before I got out of the ballroom, when somebody came and whispered in my ear in a seductive low voice.
"I'm in 232"
The sexy voice and simple message instantly sent chills through my clit. I was going to fuck this man's brains out. I looked back at him and asked him to talk to me privately; he began to escort me outside. As we were walking out of the building, I could hear all of his co-workers urging him on. I smiled and kept walking making note of the small remarks and comments such as 'I don't blame you for hitting that' and 'You're a lucky man' In fact these comments made me feel even better about the situation that I was in. I was the woman of the moment, young and sexy. We walked outside went to the other side of his truck where he proceeded to tell me that 'he wanted to taste my cunt'. I had never had any man call my pussy a cunt and that was all that I needed to hear. He told me he was 29 years old and his name, Jayson. We understood that we would see each other later that night and we parted ways. I was going back to see my friend when I was pulled into a corner.
Another man began groping me and running his hands up my dress. Trying to push him off of me, he makes a drunken attempt to coy me. Grabbing my chest and pushing his obviously small dick on my ass, I was completely turned off. Luckily, I got to get away when his wife was calling him from the room upstairs. I fixed my dress and quickly got away.