Life of the Party

Finally, I guess his tongue got tired, or his ears did, because he finally took his tongue out. But he roughly turned me over, spread my butt cheeks wide, took his very much swollen meat & two veggies up, and roughly shoved it into my ass hole. I could feel him moving his hips around, in, out, shoving his rod in and out of me, shoving his balls between my ass cheeks. I could tell when he was going to explode due to his nuts, because to me the both of them together felt like a pair of tennis balls. Then, I felt both immense pain and gargantuant pleasure as both his nuts cracked, sending a giant wave of sperm into my ass. I felt hot liquid boil up from between my butt cheeks, and knew that I had overflowed. I also knew that I was getting tired, it being two in the morning and I had had my brains literally fucked out of me. I pulled myself away, leapt under the covers, spread my legs temptingly, and was promptly asleep.
I guess, though, that Travis hadn’t slept at all, because I later awoke, to see someone hovering above me- a someone that had his penis in me. I sat up, and, immediately horny once again, said to Travis, “Why don’t we try a different position?”

I sat him, legs apart, on the bed, and sat in between his legs, so that, if we got any closer, which we did, his penis would go strait into me. We got so close together, hugging each other and making out, but we weren’t yet having sex. I fixed that promptly, by freeing one hand and sneaking it down to below the equator, feeling around for that long, stiff prize. I immediately found it, and started stroking and petting it like you would an animal- for this, truly, was a beast that could not be tamed. A bald one, yes, but one foul swoop, one little gesture to mark that, and you’ve got an angry beast, one who would spew his guts and his remarks left and right, until you’ve got one hell of a mess.

And make one hell of a mess I did. I started toying with Travis’s manhood, petting it, stroking it, and generally giving him a very good (or so I thought) blowjob, because after awhile, Travis orgasmed, right in between us, spewing us both with his sweet juice of life. I held his now limp carrot & cobs, and, thinking that I was going to fuck him high and dry. I swiftly guided his member to its rightful clubhouse.

We sat there a bit, just making out, until he pulled his lips away long enough to say that he was going to fuck the daylights out of me. I knew that we had both had an orgasm at the same time by the way we both squeezed each other tight, grunting and bellowing out like a cow having twins. I don’t know about Travis, but for me, it was the hardest orgasm I had ever had. Both momentarily exhausted, we fell apart, arms and legs spread at weird intervals on the bed. As I lay there gasping, Travis got up and turned the lights on, exposing the both of us in clear view. I had a bunch of white liquid all over me, and Travis was covered in the stuff, too, but with a bit of it dripping from his limp penis.

“Would you like something to eat, maybe a drink?” I agreed, getting up from his bed, in which all the sheets were tangled, and it looked as if a couple of tigers had been sucking and licking and fucking each other’s areas, instead of humans. I followed him to the kitchen, and he pulled out ingredients for something that he’d heard about which he called “a meal that would make any boy and girl horny for each other.” He got out a pack of mini sausages, took some bread dough, and shaped the dough to look like two sets of the bottom halves of two women, and did the same with the rest of the dough, only setting the sausages into the dough and adding two balls of dough on either side, making it look like a guy. Then he made two holes between the half-dough ladies’ legs, making them to look very much like a couple of vaginas. Then he baked these.

While we waited for our food to get done, we sat on the couch, talking, him with one arm over my shoulder and the other one playing with my nearest boob, while I fingered and played with his rod and balls. Then, as if remembering something, he suddenly got excited and pulled out a dildo and a vibrator from between his couch cushions, and said, “I’ve been keeping these for just in case I found myself in a situation like this. Why don’t we experiment with one of these while waiting for our sex food?” He put the vibrator on the coffee table, and I turned, facing him, with my legs wide open. He inserted the dildo into me, slipping it in and out, moving it and slowly twirling it until I started moaning. Quick as a flash, he had the dildo out of me, still wet, the vibrator turned on and in the place of the dildo just moments ago.

I quickly found that the vibrator is just about the next best thing to a real, live, healthy penis, though without the man to make it interesting and sexy. I orgasmed almost as quickly as I did when he was cumming his good kid juices into me.
Ding! We both heard the timer go off at the same time. Travis fished the food out of the oven, and soon, we were both having fun, making the little guy pair of legs rape the little girl pair of legs senseless, with ketchup cum for both. Over supper, we talked about many things, like maybe hanging out, and later dating. I was all for more sex back here, and maybe at my place, because I’d be graduating in two weeks, and turning eighteen in four. We even considered me moving in with him and helping him pay the rent. It was all good.

It was now three o’clock in the morning, and I still wasn’t fully naked yet. So, as soon as we were done eating, I said to Travis, “Come on, boy, we still have a lot of me that’s still covered. Come on, explore me, see what else you can find.” By now, all I had on was the corset and the thong, so it didn’t take him long to totally undress me. The lingerie was covered in cum, but Travis said he’d get it cleaned up. So, with me totally butt-naked, he gathered all the lingerie up and tossed it into the washer. While he was adding all the soap and stuff, I noticed that he had a balcony, which had a hot tub on it. We were about a million stories up, so no one would notice if we had a little fun.

When Travis came back into the room, I took up his hand and led him to the balcony, and got into the hot tub, him coming in right after me. It was so soothing, just sitting there, on top of someone who was playing with my tits. While I once again played with his member, I noticed that one of his hands was slowly making its way down south, and I opened up my legs a bit more, moving his nards right near, touching but not into my crotch. I started humping him backwards, my ass rubbing against his stomach, really, but he didn’t mind. I turned my head so that I could see into those deep blue eyes, and he looked into mine. I took my hands out of the water, half turned, and put my arms around him. He put his hands on my sides, turned me the rest of the way around, put his arms around me, and we started making out. By now, I noticed that the sun was coming up. It was time for us to sneak back to the party. We got out, dried off, and went inside to get dressed. As I put on my miniskirt and tube top with no bra or underwear, Travis put on a t-shirt and jeans, him going commando too. He fished the lingerie out of the washer/dryer, and I packed it up. Then, we got into his Volkswagon, and took me back to the party. My parents picked me up later, and the rest is history.
And we have been together since.