The Party: Wei

Wei stood next to Lily, there were lots of guys here, lots of them looking at her chest like Marcus had been, but none had come to talk to her. Josie was definitely making out with Marcus and wouldn't be back she knew. Why were all of these guys so afraid, she was here, looking sexy. Her phone buzzed and she almost dropped it when she saw the picture from Josie, maybe she'd misjudged her friend.

"Holy shit," said Lily peeking, "what does she meam by that Wei?"

"I told her if she didn't make him cum he'd find a hoe that would."

"Seemed like you were offering to be that hoe," said Lily, "you know how Josie feels about him."

"Well I said I'd make a guy cum during this party but they're all too chicken shit to talk to me."

"Have you tried smiling?" asked Lily, "uncross your arms."

Maybe Lily was right, she thought, she was confident.

Marcus approached a while later and handed Lily her phone.

"Way to go stud," said Lily, "I didn't know she had that in her."

Marcus blushed and Wei looked at him, why had Josie noticed him first? His eyes definitely noticed her cleavage but the glare from Lily told her to back off.

"Josie not coming back?" asked Lily.

"She said she needed to shower."

"Well yeah after you fucking painted her."

"Thanks," he said, "for getting us alone, I think she needed the push."

"Oh you can owe me," said Lily.

"Looking forward to it," said Marcus, "I'm going to mingle, see you girls later."

A guy approached and started talking to Lily, Wei watched her movements, how she flirted back, the little touches she was giving and decided to set out on her own, she wouldn't let Josie outdo her.

She had taken maybe two steps before she crashed into someone. His beer had spilled across her chest soaking through her shirt, just fucking great she thought.

"I am so sorry," he said, "let me help you clean up."

Wei looked at him, he was cute, he would do, "is it that noticeable?" she asked thrusting her chest out.

"Um," he stammered, "very, very, noticeable."

He led her into an unfamiliar dorm and found a restroom which he entered with her. Let me get some paper towels he said as she slid off her blouse leaving only her bra holding her large tits.

"Holy," he gulped as he turned to look at her.

"I think some beer got under my bra," she said unclasping it and letting it fall, she didn't know how but his eyes got even wider.

She relished the attention, he was cute, fit, black, and currently enamored, all good things. He reached forward with the paper towels and dabbed her tits.

"What's your name?" she asked as she watched him work.

"Oh, um Seth," he said.

"I'm Wei," she said, "Seth, would you like to touch my tits?"

"I would love that."

She took the paper towels from his hands and he stepped forward and kissed her, his strong hands immediately on her soft tits causing her to whimper through the kiss, her tits were so sensitive she realized. He squeezed and kneaded them, when he pinched her nipples she squealed.

"Fuck you're sensitive," he marveled before taking one of her tits into his mouth, "gotta make sure I lick up every drop, he said before switching."

Yes, she thought, use her, she was his toy. His hand went up under her skirt, then into her soaked panties, he barely touched her before she lost control whining as he rubbed her.

"Already?" he said with a chuckle, "god you're fun."

"Is it true?" she asked, "that black guys have big cocks?"

"Find out for yourself," he said pulling her hand to the bulge in his shorts.

She dropped to her knees and undid his pants freeing his long hard cock, "so big."

"Wanna see if it'll fit?" he asked.

She blushed hard, "maybe not tonight," he said seeing her reaction, "but I'm going to use those titties then."

He slapped his hard cock on her chest between her tits and smushed them together as he started to fuck her chest, she looked down at it, so hard, thrusting between her soft tits.

"This would never fit," she said looking up at him, "you saw how sensitive I am, if you fucked me like this."

She was partially egging him on, partially thinking it could actually never work, it would be way too much.

"Oh I think you'd love me stretching you out," he said biting his lip, "I'm sorry Wei, I'm going to make a mess of your chest again."

He growled and erupted firing up between her tits onto her chest.

"So much," she said as he looked down at the mess he'd made.

"Fuck you're amazing," he groaned.

"Wait," she said, "take a picture."

"For real?" he asked.

"You can use your phone," she said, "text it to me and then I'll have your number."

He snapped a picture and sent it to her.

"You'll definitely be hearing from me," he said helping her to her feet.

"I better," she said, "you at least owe me dinner."

"Oh do I?" he said once again cleaning her tits.

"You made a mess of me twice," she said, "I want a nice dinner, then we can see what happens next."

"I like the sound of that," he said before planting a kiss on her lips.

As she got dressed in her still beer soaked clothes she texted the group chat that she maybe, accidentally had added Marcus to. She sent her picture with the caption "how a date with me ends."