Jessica’s Secret Party Escape

My name is Jessica, a 29-year-old from Miami, and while I’m a bit more reserved now, I’ve had my share of wild sexual adventures in the past. A friend from a group chat recommended this site and encouraged me to share some of my experiences, so I hope I can tell my story well and that you’ll enjoy it – here’s a little kiss for you all. I’m a light-skinned brunette with green eyes, long wavy hair, about 5’5” tall, weighing around 120 lbs, with a decent figure, though my breasts are on the smaller side with tiny, light pink nipples.

I had a boyfriend, Ethan, who was obsessed with the idea of us having a threesome – I was intrigued by the concept, but I didn’t want to give in too easily, partly because I like teasing him and partly because he wasn’t entirely sure about it himself. One evening, we attended a house party thrown by a friend of a friend – you know, the kind where you show up, but the people who invited you don’t, and you barely know anyone there. Since we were already there, we decided to stay – the music was great, the snacks were tasty, and the drinks were flowing.

I was wearing a tight, red dress with a deep V-neck that highlighted my curves, and we started dancing and sipping cocktails – after a while, feeling a bit tired, we stepped out onto the balcony for some fresh air. Just then, Ethan got a call from work – there was an issue with a missing report, and he had to go to the office to sort it out, promising he’d be back in about 45 minutes. He left me at the party, and shortly after, a guy with dark blonde hair, a trimmed beard, and a height of around 5’8” – 5’9” joined me on the balcony – he had a charming smile and we started chatting.

He jokingly said he’d keep me company while my boyfriend was away, and we went back inside to dance – his blue eyes were mesmerizing, and as we moved together, he grew bolder. At first, he casually brushed his hand over my hips, then more confidently grazed my chest – I turned around to slow things down, but he pulled me close by the waist, pressing himself against me. I could feel his erection through his jeans, and it got me incredibly turned on.

After grinding against me for a bit while I enjoyed the sensation, he took my hand and led me toward one of the bathrooms – it was occupied, so while we waited outside, we started kissing. His kisses were deep, his tongue teasing mine, and I couldn’t help but imagine how good it would feel if he went down on me – his fingers were already teasing me, rubbing my clit through my panties. The door finally opened, and a guy stepped out, giving us a knowing smirk before walking away – we slipped inside and locked the door.

He pulled down the straps of my dress and bra, exposing my breasts, and started sucking on my nipples – I was in bliss as he teased them with his tongue. He moved to go lower, but I stopped him and said, “My turn first.” I unbuttoned his jeans, and he took off his shirt – he was wearing plain gray boxers, but his cock was impressive, about 6 inches long and decently thick – I stroked it a few times before taking it into my mouth, sucking hard, which drove him wild – he gasped, “Stop, damn it, you’re gonna make me cum – let me taste you.”

I lifted my dress, and he slid my panties down – I keep my pussy mostly shaved, with just a small strip of hair – he started licking me, his tongue working magic, and I was soaking wet in no time, grabbing his head to keep him there as I moaned in pleasure. I started trembling as he slid two fingers inside me, moving them rhythmically until I had an intense orgasm – he pulled back, and I begged, “Fuck me, I need your cock now,” to which he replied, “I’ve been dying to fuck you.” He sat on the toilet lid, and I straddled him – as his cock entered me, I thought I’d cum again right then, but I held on, riding him while my previous orgasm left me dripping down my thighs – he kept sucking and pinching my nipples.

He asked me to slow down, and I did – he used the moment to rub my clit with his fingers while thrusting into me, which made me even more desperate for another orgasm. I couldn’t hold back and sped up again – he moved his hand to let me ride him deeper, his cock hitting all the right spots. I felt my orgasm building, and he must have sensed it too because he grabbed my ass, teasing my anus with his finger as I fucked him – it pushed me over the edge, and I had an incredible orgasm.

I got off him, and he said, “Wait, I’m about to cum too,” stroking himself – I knelt down and started sucking him again, tasting myself on him, which didn’t bother me at all. It must have turned him on even more because he came hard, his warm cum filling my mouth – I swallowed some, and the rest dripped down my chin. We cleaned up and got dressed – when we stepped out, Ethan still hadn’t returned.

The guy asked, “Will I see you again?” I smiled and said, “Probably not,” then left the party to wait for Ethan downstairs – he showed up about 20 minutes later. When he arrived, he asked, “Did you get bored? What did you do?” I grinned and replied, “I danced, drank, and fucked a little, babe.” Ethan looked stunned and muttered, “Damn, Jess, you’re such a slut.”

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