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What a party! Part 5
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What a party! Part 5 She became aware that her panties were sopping with arousal, and she yearned for release, but, she told herself, she would have to wait for later. She went home, showered and ate some food, which she found very interesting in her intoxicated state, but mainly she thought about how she wanted to cum. She wondered whether the boy would do to her what she had done to him. But at least he would fuck her, she hoped. So, she went to the party. She was shy and a bit groggy from the marijuana, and felt a bit like a wallflower, waiting for the boy to show up. He didn't. She continued to wait patiently, and she discovered that the wine that they were serving made her feel a bit revived. She attempted to talk to people, but mainly she wanted sex, and she noticed that many people were pairing off and going upstairs, which made her feel all the more frustrated. Finally, when most people had gone, she picked up two bottles of wine and began looking for stragglers, and that's when she struck it rich. She heard sounds from a room in the back and peeped in. A man and woman were on a couch, facing opposite directions; the man was on the bottom, and they were both simultaneously<b> performing oral </font></b>sex on each other. Suddenly, her excitement returned full force. There was a naked woman on a chair, facing them, with her back to Sauda. Suddenly, the people on the couch cried out in orgasm, followed by the lady on the chair. Sauda continued to peer into the room, intensely interested, as the three people then sat on the couch, fondling each other and talking about sex. She knew this was her opportunity, so clearing her throat, she entered the room, offering the wine and asking if she could stay. Once she had crossed that threshold, she poured the wine and sat in the chair facing them, stealing furtive glances at the man's cock. It was limp now, but she had her heart set on making it hard again. The man was wearing a shirt and no pants, which seemed comical, so she offered to help him out of his shirt. As they both stood up, she saw that he was as tall as she was. As she lifted the shirt over his head, she playfully trapped his arms in the shirt, and kissed him. His response made her hopes soar; he passionately returned her kiss, and she felt his cock get hard against her. She kissed him again, seducing him with her kiss, wanting him to want what she wanted. He fell to his knees, and began to unbutton her dress. Then he licked her panties! She felt the arousal come welling up in her pussy. He could feel it on his tongue, too, through the cotton of the panties. Why didn't he take them off? He was teasing her. She couldn't stand it. She pulled away and yanked her panties down, and, gathering her skirt around her waist, thrust her pussy toward his face. It was an awkward position, an embarrassingly lewd position, but she didn't care; she wanted him to touch her with his mouth. He stared at her pussy and admired how wet she was and then, slowly, deliberately, he ate her out. The thrill was indescribable! She rocked back and forth against his lips and tongue, moving faster, feeling him suck her towards a climax for which she had waited an eternity. There were also hands on her, one of the women, freeing her from her dress and bra, touching her breasts. This was strange, but she surrendered to it, her orgasm was upon her. Then he was standing up, kissing her, lifting her into the air and impaling her on his cock. She held onto him for dear life, helping him as he moved her ass up and down with his hands. And then there were more hands, the woman again, pinching her nipples, exciting her! This was all so new, but she was in the throes of another orgasm, she accepted it, welcomed it. The man, Colins, was cumming now; she could feel him shooting inside her. She clung to him and kissed him deeply. Then, gradually, she became aware of what was happening on the couch. Perhaps you are now wondering about Catherine... |
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