A few weeks ago, 2 of my mates wanted to hang out in the park one afternoon. I threw on anything and drove to the park, excited that I was going to see them.
James, a close friend of mine, and I were very dirty minded and tried not to talk dirty in front of Alice, another close friend, but that didn’t stop us thinking dirty and giving each other looks. We met up, greeted each other, and then went for a walk on our usual route through the thick bushes surrounding the park.
We sat at a flat bench 1/3 of the way down the path in the bush. James was kicking and doing tricks with his soccer ball while we all chatted.
Halfway through our conversation Alice stood up and said had forgotten that she had a dentist appointment. I hugged her goodbye and she ran back home, which was a few streets away.
I sat back, leaning on my arms. What I was wearing was pretty revealing; singlet which showed off my large round breasts and cleavage, and skinnies. My hair was pulled into a nice tight pony tail. I had a jacket on as well but took that off when Alice walked away.
James and I, although we talk very dirty, have very private and deep conversations together. Although we hardly see each other we still trust each other a lot and tell each pretty much everything.
While we were talking I caught James constantly lowering his gaze to my chest whenever I looked away. I really didn’t care and pushed it out more in a fake stretch.
We were talking about a game he plays with his mate online and I leant forward, resting my elbows on my thighs and my head in top, showing an awful lot of my cleavage. Luckily my bra was good and managed to hold its place no matter how much I moved.
He was still kicking his ball around but had moved a lot closer to me as the conversation progressed.
I sat back again, leaning on my arms again when he asked me, “Hey Chloe can I ask you something private?” I was really confused when James asked me this, considering that we told each other everything.
I held his gaze and said, “Of course you can you don’t need to ask for permission.”
“How big is your hole?” BAM!
“Dude really? Why do you want to know anyway?” I was giggling.
“You don’t need to tell me. I was just curious.” He continued kicking his ball around, moving slowly backwards, and not looking at me anymore.
I eyed him and contemplated telling him.
“It’s this big I think,” I said holding out two fingers. He looked at me, then at my fingers, opening his eyes in surprise.
“How do you know?” he asked, looking at me. He had stopped kicking his ball.
“Coz that’s how many fingers I can fit in nicely.” I said, sucking at my bottom lip in embarrassment. I don’t know if I was embarrassed because I had just told him I masturbated or because he had moved closer to me and asked, “Do you want to know how big I am?”
I froze for a bit. We did speak really dirty to each other and he has grabbed my boob before but that’s it. We have never gone this far. But I guess we were just having a bit of fun.
I blushed madly when I started nodding. He held up his hands, showing me that he was about 12cm big. He has a good build I’ve seen him working out before, so I wasn’t that surprised when he showed me how long.
I breathed a “Wow!” and asked, “How thick?”
He circled his hand and said, “About… that thick I think.”
I already knew he masturbated because I interrupted him when I called him one time.
I nodded and looked away, embarrassed and amazed.
I was getting turned on and tried everything to avoid his glaring eyes.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, holding my chin and turning my head so I face him.
I lifted my gaze and held it on his eyes that were looking deep into mine.
My breathing quickened when he moved closer to me. I closed my eyes and felt his lips on mine, kissing me with a strong passion and lust. I returned the kiss with equal lust and passion, tangling my fingers in his short blonde hair.
His hand found the small of my back and rubbed under my singlet, wanting to yank it off.
I pulled away from him and said, “Not here, Ok. Let’s go.”
I grabbed his hand and hurried to my car.
I was 20 and he was 18, none of us were virgins.
In silence I drove to a nearby motel that I knew and parked. I checked us into a room for one night and took off hunting down our room. When I found it I opened the door, dragged James in and slammed the door shut.
I pulled off my jumper, singlet, and skinnies and undid my ponytail, letting my hair fall past my waist, and walked over to James, who was staring at me as I undressed in a rush. I pushed him against the bed and crawled on top of him, lifting his top off him and kissed him hard on his lips. I moved down to his neck and kissed him slowly before getting off him and crawling between his legs on the floor.
I undid the buckle on his shorts and yanked them off, along with his briefs. He wasn’t lying when he said he was big and I got all the more excited and wet, anticipating when he fucks me hard.
I took his cock in my hands and rubbed it slowly, watching as it grew and stiffened in my hands. I kissed the tip of it before placing it in my mouth. I sucked him slowly and he placed his hand on my head, moaning softly. I started deep throating him, nearly gagging. I sucked a bit more before pulling away.
He watched me with lust in his eyes as I stood up and flicked my hair back, undid my bra and pulled down my panties. I walked over to him, pushing him back so he was lying down on his back and sat on top of him. Only half his body was on the bed, his legs were off the bed planted on the floor and supported me from falling as I lifted up and guided his throbbing cock into my tight, wet hole. He placed his hands on my waist while I had mine on his chest, digging my nails every time I sat back on him.
I’m guessing he got sick of going slow because he got up, held me and laid me on the bed. Standing up, he started pumping with a vengeance. I threw my head back and moaned loudly, screaming his name. I wrapped my legs around him as I felt myself orgasm. He came as well, pumping a few more times before pulling out and, getting on his knees, he started sucking away at our juices between my thighs. I tangled my hand in his hair, moaning louder and begging for him never to stop.
But all good things come to an end and he pulled out of me. He kissed me hard on the lips, playing with my breasts before saying, “I’m going to shower. Don’t fall asleep, I’ll be quick.” He kissed me one last time then went into the bathroom.
I think it was the soothing sound of the shower water and the smell of sex in the air that put me in a deep sleep.