My gf (Brenda) was dating this guy Jeff who was a man whore but was jealous of Brenda ever checking out a guy or dreaming of even cheating on him. I often told Brenda to ditch his ass, but given how good looking he was, Brenda was putty in his hand. Jeff was 6'4", 200 pound chiseled body and what I was told a good 7 inch cock that he knew how to use real well. Often Brenda would talk about being fucked so hard it felt she was raped. Brenda was no prude but she wanted to keep Jeff while still have fun without drawing the wrath of Jeff. At the same time, Brenda could no prove that Jeff was cheating on her as he managed to keep it all secretive. So we drew up a plan.
For two weeks the 3 of us went out drinking and Brenda would talk about what a light weight drinker I was given my petite size. I would have a few drinks, few shots and pretend to be drunk and out of it and Brenda would 'drop me off' at home. We did this about 4 or 5 times with Jeff watching me getting drunk. I would dress naughty enough to act slutty and show 'things' to Jeff during those night outs. Jeff behaved as Brenda was there but he would continuously try catching glimpses of my 'drunk' body. Helping me to Brenda's car would allow him to touch me inappropriately on the excuse of holding me up. I knew that turned him on as one of the evenings he was in his shorts and I could see the bulge.
Then one Wednesday night I dressed in my plaid short skirt, pink lace thongs, net stockings, fuck me heels and white top, no bra. This time Brenda, Jeff and another gf of ours met. The four of us were drinking and taking shots and I was starting to get 'drunk.' Brenda this time was pissed that every evening we went out I got drunk and wasted. She asked Jeff to drive my ass to my apartment while she wanted to hang around with our gf and drink more. She also told him that she will see Jeff at home as she and the gf had to talk some girl talk too. Jeff was more than keen to drive me home.
He held me around my waist, hands high enough to feel my small tits from beneath. He realized quickly there was no bra stopping his feel. He got me to his truck and given it was high, he picked me up easily like a doll and parked my ass on the seat, my legs still hanging over the edge of the seat out towards the door. With this position he could easily see between my slightly open legs and spot my pink thongs clearly. I continued to act drunk and I knew he stood there staring at my thongs. I almost thought he was about to reach out and touch my pussy, but for some reason he stopped. He turned my legs in, came on the other side and started to drive. I soon passed out. Jeff called my name often and even nudged me 2-3 times to see if I could regain consciousness. I did not.
The drive got interesting. Jeff pushed my short skirt up to check my panties. He must be staring at them as for a few minutes I felt nothing (eyes closed so i could not see what he was doing). Then it happened. I felt Jeff touch my thighs over my net stocking. He rubbed just above my knees and played with the end of the stocking elastic, slowly working his way to the naked skin between the stocking and panties. His hands also started to reach between my legs and I could feel him push my legs open wider. I let him and I knew I sat in the car with legs now wide open, skirt bunched and panties accessible to him. His fingers were soon tracing the edge of my panties. All of this was making me wet and I was trying not to breathe heavy. Jeff started to get bolder and started to touch my pussy through my panties, rubbing my clit, running his hands over my slit. I was really trying to hold it all back. After playing with my pussy for a few minutes like this while he drove, I felt the car stop. I had no idea if we had made it to my place or not.
But what happened next surprised me. I felt my panties being pushed to the side while we sat and I could feel his warm breath on my pussy. Jeff was obviously trying to use me while we probably sat in the parking lot of my apartment. But I did not open my eyes or move any part of me. My panties were being pushed more and I felt his finger spread my pussy lips a little. It was getting tougher to hold back and not moan. But I kept quiet. Jeff was getting bolder and he flicked my clit with his tongue. My body immediately reacted and I moved. Jeff got scared and pulled up immediately. But my eyes were still shut and I was still 'passed out'. Jeff called my name a few times and went back to my panties. Pushing them apart, this time he slowly pushed a finger to his first knuckle. He immediately realized that my pussy was wet. He waited with his finger in me waiting to see what I did. I stayed still so he got bolder and pushed his finger slowly all the way in.
