"Hey, would you like to dance?"
My first college party. Over a month into my freshman year of college, and this was my first party. It was at a senior student's penthouse apartment, just a few blocks away from the apartment I shared with my sister Kayli, adorned with expensive furniture and filled with dozens of students.
I found myself standing next to a circle of cute girls that were drinking and giggling next to a table in the kitchen. I had asked a girl named Natasha, whose name was given to me by a friend. She was smoking hot, and drunk; her tight white T-shirt matched her white open-toe high heels, complimenting the feint orange glow of her tanned skin. She wasn't fat but had a little bit of meat on her bones: her dark blue jeans hugged her lovely thighs and round ass perfectly, her plump breasts nearly popped out of her shirt.
"With you?" She looked me up and down with her gorgeous hazel eyes, tinged red from alcohol. "Definitely!"
Her friends giggled and waved goodbye as she took my hand and led me to the "dance floor", which was actually just the living room with the couch pushed aside and a large sound system belting out club music from a nearby shelf.
She wasted no time, immediately moving her body expertly to the beat of the song. I put my hands on her hips, moving along with her, intoxicated by her overpowering perfume. I tried to stop myself from getting hard but failed, her gorgeous ass grinding against my crotch making it impossible.
Several hours later, after dancing and watching Natasha fill herself up with alcohol while I drank from the same beer can all night, the party came to a close.
"All right everyone, listen up!" the owner of the apartment shouted. "I've gotta go to work tomorrow, so I want everyone out in fifteen minutes! Goodnight!" Chatter filled the room as everyone scrambled to find someone sober enough to drive them home.
"Can you uh, take me home cutie? I'm a lil' drunk," Natasha asks me.
"Of course. You can sleep at my place," I offer innocently.
"Really? Thanks, you are so nice. What kinda car you got?"
"A black '69 Camaro." "Wow! What are we waiting for then?" she exclaims and stumbles out the door, pulling me by the hand. We make it out to the parking lot and I point out my car.
"Holy shit!" she screams. "Now this' a car!" I help her in and drive her back to my apartment, stealing glances at her incredible figure along the way. I open the door to my apartment and happily help her take off her high heels, catching her before she fell on her butt.
"Nice place. Where's my bed?" she asks, stumbling across the living room.
"In here." I open my bedroom door and help her onto the bed.
"I can't sleep in jeans silly." She fumbles with her belt buckle and I help her, sliding off her pants to reveal her pink G-string and unbelievable legs, their golden hue matching the rest of her orgasmic body. Blood shoots into my penis and lust fills my mind, her beauty enchanting. "I'll be right back," I mutter. "Where ya goin?" she asks, to which I give no answer.
I peek in Kayli's open door across the living room, making sure my sister is asleep before closing the door. I go back to my room and shut the door behind me, my raging hard on pushing against the zipper of my jeans. I quickly undo and drop my pants along with my underwear, my engorged member staring at her incredible body.
"Hey, you don't sleep with pants either!" she says, giggling. I jump on top of her and straddle her waist, pulling her shirt off before she can resist. I rip her bra off and toss it on the floor, grabbing her wrists and pressing them down on the bed while I eagerly lick and suck on her pointed nipples. "Mmm, you like my boobies? I play with em all the time," she says in a daze.
"Shh honey, be quiet and suck my cock," I order, moving forward over her chest, squeezing her shoulders with my knees.
"Okay." She goes straight to work, wrapping her lush lips around my shaft, rolling her tongue around the head of my penis, sucking vigorously. I pull off my shirt and toss it aside as she flicks the tip of my dick with her tongue. I grab the back of her head and pull her into me, slowly inching my hips forward until her nose hits my crotch. Her lips part from my shaft as saliva pours onto my cock, her nails digging into my ass cheeks as she gags with my dick down her throat, her legs kicking while she struggles to breathe.
I pull away and remove my swollen shaft from her mouth, letting her catch her breath while her spit drips off my red stick. I stick it back in right as she attempts to say something, pressing her nose into my neatly trimmed pubes, listening to her mumbled voice try to protest. I inch my hips back and forth, slowly gaining momentum, taking joy in the sound of her gagging with every thrust, my family jewels smacking her on the chin.