After the third date

Jacob watched his girlfriend getting ready in the mirror. Emily was putting on her makeup and fixing her hair in anticipation for the party they were attending.

Jacob walked up behind her and squeezed her pert ass through her jeans, causing her to giggle a bit. Since they’d started having sex, they couldn’t keep their hands off each other. The sex had been amazing, all consuming even. Jacob felt a rush of blood to his member just thinking about it.

Urk, not right now Jacob; we’re late already.

Emily smacked her lips in the mirror, pulled a simple baby-blue sweater on, gave her ponytail a last adjustment, and looked to Jacob.

“Ready Jake,” she asked.

“Yep, let’s go babe,” he said, giving himself a once-over. Jeans and a polo shirt, not much to prep.

He didn’t care about “Jake” anymore really, the first time Emily called him Jake while she was sucking on his cock had chased that reticence away, probably forever.

At least we don’t have to go far. Too horny for a party.

The party, being just down the road at Jacob’s friend’s place, meant it was a quick walk to the next apartment building. They did it in five minutes, hand in hand.

“So remind me, who’s party is this we’re going to Jake?”

“Ben, my buddy from university. We go to economics together and he lives just up the street.”

“Cool,” she smiled, putting her arm around his waist, and pulling him close for a walking hug. Her blue eyes twinkled in the fading light of evening. His hand absentmindedly on her back, then slid down and squeezed her butt.

Goddamn I still can’t believe this hot chick likes me and wants me to touch her like this.

They entered the apartment lobby and found their way to the elevators. The doors had barely closed when Emily started making out with Jacob. Her tongue swirled in his mouth, her hands pulling him closer to her insistently while his explored her clothed breasts.

They parted quickly when the elevator dinged. Emily was breathing heavily; she was clearly aroused.

“I want you so bad Jake,” she half whispered as they got out on the eighth floor.

To hell with this party let’s go home and fuck!

They knocked on the door, loud music emanated from the apartment. Nobody answered. They invited themselves in after a time, seeing easily a dozen people crammed into the small apartment.

“Eyyy Jacob, Emily, how are yas,” asked Ben over the noise of the party, “Come on in!”

Holy shit it’s packed.

The party had grouped around the kitchen and living area in the open concept main room. Ben was sitting on the couch, his girlfriend, a short brunette name Sandy, had her arms around him. Jacob tried, and failed, to not look at her tits, barely covered as they were by her tight mini-skirt.

“Hellava party Ben,” said Emily, looking around.

“Thanks Em. Make yourselves comfortable guys, grab a drink from the fridge.”

“I’ll grab us some babe,” said Jacob, giving his girlfriend a quick kiss as he departed. He headed to the kitchen, threading his way past three different conversations in the process.

Why does everyone always end up gathering in the kitchen? Ok where are you beer, ah, right.

He grabbed a couple cans of beer from the fridge, which was packed with drinks of all kinds. A sound caught his ear as he closed the doors. It came from the guest room, a faint sound down the hallway. A muffled squeak of female pleasure.

Hm, this IS a hellava party.

He brought the beer to Emily who was talking to Ben’s girlfriend. On the way he admired the way Emily’s jeans showed the shape of her pert ass.

“Hey Em,” he said, passing her a beer. Ben’s girlfriend drifted away and Jacob leaned in close to Emily, smelling her perfume as he whispered to her, “hey, I think someone’s having sex is the guest bed.”

“O-M-G, really,” she whispered, shocked.

“Yeah I heard someone try to hide a moan I think,” he said, sipping his beer and chuckling.

“Well what are we doing here,” she said with sudden excitement, “let’s go see!”

Heh, wait what?

Emily led Jacob by the hand to the hallway and they posted up between the fridge and the guest room, leaning on the wall trying to look nonchalant. Looking right at Jacob, she was listening intently, her eyebrows raised with excitement when she too heard something; the rhythmic creek of the bedframe.

“They’re toootally fucking,” she whispered, excitement flashing in her eyes.

She is really into this… Interesting.

Emily slid wrapped her arms around Jacob.

“Shhh, be subtle,” she whispered, then kissed him deeply. A stifled moan escaped from the bedroom. She broke the kiss and made an excited expression at him.

The moans in the bedroom increased in tempo, the bed creaked faster. Emily moved closer to Jacob, attentively listening while gently kissing his neck. His hands were cupping her ass.

This is so fucking hot.

“Oh fuuuck,” came a barely stifled scream from the bedroom, the bed creaking increasing ever more. Jacob glanced around briefly. Nobody else seemed to notice. No sooner had he done so, did Emily’s hand cup the bulge forming in his jeans.

“Oh fuck fuck I’m gonna cum,” came the sound of a man in the bedroom, followed shortly by a long, horse, groan.

Jacob’s hand slid up Emily’s back as she resumed kissing him. Her tongue and his mingled, she pulled herself into it insistently. With desire. Not visible to the rest of the party, he slid his hand off her back and started rubbing her right breast through her sweater, causing a sigh of pleasure to escape her as they kissed.

They broke the kiss when they heard the door open. They’d become so engrossed with each other they’d all but forgot the couple screwing in the room beside them.

The man, Ben’s friend Steven, was flushed, and had a silly smile on his face. He was still adjusting his pants as he left the room, clearly unconcerned if anyone had noticed. His girlfriend Samara left some seconds after him, her makeup smeared, adjusting her dress as she left.

“They sure seem to have had fun,” said Jacob once the couple had passed them. “Think they know we know?”

“Doubt it, they were distracted, probably,” giggled Emily.

That is a very mischievous look she has, last time I saw that…

Emily started rubbing the bulge in his jeans more insistently.

“I want you Jake, right here.”

Is this happening?

“Do you mean…” he began, but she led him into the open door of the guest room by way of an answer, slowly closing it with a ‘click’ behind them. The room was small and dim. A high-set queen bed dominated the room, with just enough space for a couple dressers. It smelled like Febreze and sex.

Emily pulled him in close, and covered his mouth with a finger, mouthing a ‘shhh,’ she then kissed him before backing away. She lifted the sweater over her head. Under it she was wearing a tan bra, which she undid quickly. Her pale tits, round and perky, jiggled as she tossed the bra aside.

I’d never guess she was this… wild… awesome? Whichever.

She approached Jacob and kissed him again, pressing her naked tits against his chest. Then she broke the kiss and dropped effortlessly to her knees in front of him.

“I didn’t want to wait for this,” she purred seductively as she worked on his belt and fly. “And when I heard them,” continued, while her warm slender hands slid into his boxers, “I knew what I needed.”

Emily pulled his boxers down and exposed his cock. He was already at half mast. She stroked him, her other hand softly massaging his balls.

I love the way she looks at it, the hunger.

She started licking from the base of his shaft up along the bottom of his cock and once she got to the tip, she suddenly plunged it into her mouth, making Jacob groan with pleasure. He felt himself finish hardening in her hot, wet mouth. The noise of the party faded from his mind, and he could only hear her soft wet slurps.

Emily looked up at him, those soft blue eyes of hers twinkled with lust. Her lips and tongue teasing him as she bobbed slowly.

She quickened the pace, slurping and sucking loudly as she took his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth.

I’m going to cum if she doesn’t slow down. I’m gonna fill her mouth cum…

She slowed, sensing his pleasure intensifying. She slid him out of her mouth, and still stroking his cock and teasing him with her lips, she moaned, “not yet baby, I need you in me Jake.”

She stood slowly, undoing her jeans as she did and pulling them down. Jacob started undressing, his cock aching with anticipation and shiny with saliva and precum. Emily, naked but for her colourful socks, walked over to the bed, waist-high for her, and bent over it, her legs spread. She looked back at him, her eyes pleading for him, needing him.

Shit I don’t have a rubber.

“Uh babe, I don’t have a condom…” he said hesitantly, dying inside.

“It’s OK baby, just warn me before.”

Jacob got behind her, his cock leading the way. He barely needed to guide himself into her, she was at the perfect height and her smooth pussy glistened with wetness. She was tight, gently moaning as Jacob pushed into her.

Holy shit she's so wet.

He grabbed her ponytail, pulling her back while he picked up the pace. Her hands gripped the bed, then she grabbed her face with the other, stifling a cry of delight. Jacob grabbed her by the hip with his other hand and started slamming into her as hard and fast as he could without making too much noise.

“Oh fuck baby oh fuuuck,” Emily whisper-screamed. Jacob felt her pussy, already so tight, squeeze him. He let go of her ponytail and she buried her face in the bed, her screams of ecstasy muffled by the duvet.

Holy shit I think she squirted.

Emily had soaked his crotch and balls with her juices. Jacob slowed his thrusts, but didn’t stop, feeling the spasms of orgasm roll through her from her quaking pussy.

“Ugh, oh fuck I’m gonna cum,” gasped Jacob.

He slid out of her, his cock throbbing with pleasure and dripping with her juices. Emily slid up onto the bed and turned around to face Jacob. He groaned again when she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking quickly.

Jacob moaned with pleasure and felt himself pulse in Emily’s eager mouth. Soft moans escaped her lips between his groans and her rhythmic slurping. Cum ran down Emily’s face from her lips, some dripping onto her tits.

She slowed, looking up at Jacob, who was still gasping from her attentions. She looked into his eyes, then visibly swallowed his load.

“Mmm I needed that baby,” she purred, gathering the cum that escaped from her lips and tits. She licked it off her fingers, “no mess,” she giggled, “I guess we know why Samara’s makeup was a mess.”

Still gasping and weak in the knees, Jacob started redressing. Emily hopped off the bed and started to do the same.

“That was fun Jake, we gotta do that more often,” she said, smirking. They slipped out of the spare bedroom, seemingly unnoticed. The party was still busy, in fact the only people who seemed to notice anything were Ben and Samara, who both gave happy, significant looks to Emily and Jacob when they left the room and rejoined.

I think I’m in love.