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In my overly confident flirty manner I managed to snag my friends step mom as a partner. It was 4th of July of this past summer. We lost, pretty miserably in fact, so we grabbed a few tequila shots, downed them, and threw ourselves in the pool. This specific weekend was quite alcohol infused. My best friend in this entire world turned 21, nude women over 40 his parents threw out the idea a week prior that we should have friends over and make it a drunk spectacle.
I knew her guilty pleasures quite well and I was calling on all of them. She was hot to begin with, but to me in that moment she drop dead sexy hot women porn. So I apologize if there ends up being questions. Every song I played got her response of excitement with flirty eyes and giggles for what seemed like hours, but I'm sure in reality it was more like 15 minutes. But Sarah and I were not the type to turn in early so we continued blasting the music, drinking, and being overly obnoxious.
There wasn't a real defining moment where I said the right combination of words. Before I knew it, my shorts were off and she was bouncing on my lap. We started a little fire and played drinking games, which led to beer pong with my best friends dad sitting by the table cutting up limes for tequila shots. My drunk goggles were set on her 5'5 frame set with a dark tan and brunette hair.
It really just happened. But sitting on the couch next to each other led to snuggling up to each other, which led to making out. It was just us on the couch with Austin Mahone (yeah I'm not proud, but it worked) playing in the background and pure bliss and nothing else in the world really mattered, That was until I looked over and saw one of our friends passed out on the other couch maybe 5 feet from us.
There was mature women female nudes this moment in time with this gorgeous girl straddling me. "God dammit, I forgot that he passed out there," She said. "Do we have anywhere more private? "
So we got our things together, I grabbed my keys, and we went from flying commercial to coach. "Umm, do we want to go somewhere more private?
Somehow along the way, as drinking nights go, the crowd starts to head for bed one after another. After all, the backseat of my car isn't my go to spot for a romantic lay. But it got the job done. We grab breakfast, walk to the liquor store, and made it a pool day.
The only person we know that knows we hooked up is her best friend. I brought it to her attention that we weren't alone. But as the day went by, we had our fill of alcohol for the afternoon, and the two of us ended up taking a nap on the tube floating in the pool.
In reality, it was painfully obvious, everyone knew and they just weren't saying anything. For the most part Sarah and I kept a bit of distance. So we wake up on the 4th of July to my best friends dad cooking up bacon, my dog that I brought along for the weekend nudging us to let her outside, and pounding headaches. I've never been as captivated as some at the sight of gunpower blowing up 200 feet in the sky.
I can't lie and say the sex was spectacular. It happens every year, but for some reason (girls), I always end up going. So we went about our business leading up to the fireworks casually flirting trooping it through a power hour and walking the 2 miles down to the beach for the fireworks that night.
Being from town and her being from out of state, I showed off a little and took advantage of the few shortcuts I knew, but it was still a pretty long walk so we ended up having some time to just talk by ourselves as we had lost the rest of the group. At that point, everyone knew there was something going on. Sarah and I found each other and she grabbed my hand as I lead us back to the house.
The fireworks end and 500 people roughly begin filing out into the one street leading back and the group of 15 we were with starts to lose each other. By this point in the walk we were coming up to another shortcut. We started off jumping, neither of us had jumped on a trampoline since we were kids. But that lead to flirtatiously pushing into each other.
I pounded her in missionary and from behind until we had our fill and after a quick dip in the pool we went inside and found a couch in the living room to retire for the night. I took her to mat as we started to push things a little further when she said "we are not having sex on some kids trampoline," to which I responded "Oh yes we are.
The fireworks were cool I guess. She basically ripped of my shorts and I tore away the shirt she was wearing and unbuttoned her bra to reveal the best pair of tits I've ever had the pleasure of mature women older women viewing in the moonlight. I'm not saying we will ever entertain the thought of a relationship.
We talked about high school, me growing up right next to the beach, sports we played, people we were romantically involved with, what we liked in sex, the night prior, and the next opportunity we had to do it again. We started making naked mature women ladies out passionately and furiously. " And from that point it was on again. But there was a type of chemistry about us that worked that weekend.
She lives on the opposite side of the state and let's face it, neither of us are good people. I picked her up and got on top of her, thrusting my self into her, which is actually quite difficult to do on a trampoline. I pulled out and tossed over laying down to catch a breather, and she positioned herself between my legs to take me in her mouth and proceeded to give me the best blowjob I have ever had.
I threw her legs over my shoulder to push myself in deeper and kept thrusting inside of her faster and faster. "Please don't stop she whimpered," which caused me to pound away even harder until I felt her clamp down on me and felt a wave wash through her, as I slowly kept working my way inside of her gently until her orgasm subsided. But with that being said, she had a serious skill that can only come with practice and it blew me away.
As I pushed along, her moans grew louder and more frequent. It felt a tickle brewing for the first time in our sexcapades but just then, a light came on in the house and we heard a door open, so we high-tailed it out of there the remaining hundred yards, climbing into our various articles of clothing along the way back to my friends house to great relief from the rest of our group that thought we were lost.
I can't really describe what made this blowjob incredibly spectacular. She climbed on top of me and took advantage of the setting jumping up and down, taking me in a little further at a time until she bottomed out on me taking in the entire length of my above average size dick.
There was too much blood flowing in our alcohol to describe what we did or even why. I guess I haven't really received many blowjobs that weren't overwhelmingly toothy, so the bar wasn't set too high. Between the great rounds of golf, partying with the backup quarterback at a huge university, getting multiple promotions at work, and all the vacations, this story is definitely one of my favorite highlights of the summer.
But it was an adventurous weekend filled with lots of booze and lots of sex so I thought maybe it was worth sharing. To do so would be impossible. I guess I didn't share this story for the amount of romantic sex or to describe into great detail every position we found ourselves in. It was the walkway we all took as a group to get to the liquor store earlier, and there was a trampoline in a backyard that we commandeered as ours.
And once again, we retired back to our couch in the corner of the living room.
