The thick brunette

I cannot emphasize how drunk we all were when we got back to my hotel room. The Portuguese girl stripped down to her thong once we walked inside. She had no problem showing off her skinny body and small tits. And I had no problem checking her out.

While I was distracted with the naked girl in front of me, the brunette started rummaging through my luggage. I finally noticed, and asked, “What the hell are you doing in my stuff!?”

“I’m looking for something to sleep in. I don’t want to sleep in this,” the brunette said referencing to her outfit. She found a T-shirt I had packed and took it into the bathroom with her.

I tried to kiss the Portuguese girl, but she was only half kissing. Between kisses, she would say, “No no no. Sleep. Sleep.”

I gave up and let her crawl into bed. I took off my own clothes, and was down to my underwear. Before I could get into bed, the brunette came out of the bathroom, wearing just my oversized shirt. It didn’t even cover all of her ass. Her cheeks peeked out of the bottom as she walked to the bed. I stared at her amazing ass as she crawled into bed. She wasn’t wearing skimpy underwear like her friend, but hers hugged her ass tight.

I joined them in bed, sliding up to the brunette. I snuggled up against her, and she laughed, “Oh hello. Thanks for the shirt.”

I drew a finger down her neck, and along her arm, and replied, “The use of my shirt isn’t free.”

I leaned forward and kissed her neck. She sighed, “What do I owe you?”

I reached around and massaged her big tit. I felt her nipple harden between my fingers I sucked on her earlobe and then whispered in her ear, “You owe me an orgasm.”

In a whispering breath, she said, “Oh yeah?” She pushed her big ass into me. Fuck yeah she wanted it. I moved my hand from her tits to between her legs. I rubbed her warm pussy through her underwear.

As my fingers creeped beneath her fabric, rubbed past her curly pubic hair and parted her pussy lips, I whispered, “But you get to come first.”

My fingertip entered her and she moaned. Her body lifted up enough so I was able to slip an arm under her, which was perfect for playing with her tits while I fingered her. I didn’t try to rush it. I took my time, finding out what gave her the most pleasure by the cadence of her breathing.

I finally located her sweet spot: plunging two fingers deep inside her warm opening, then pulling them out and rubbing them up against the right side of her clit. She was almost crying she was in so my pleasure as I held in her my arms. She moaned, “Oh fuckfuckfuckfuck,” as she came.

When she caught her breath, I whispered in her ear, “Such a dirty mouth. Now it’s time to clean it out.”

She turned toward me, and said, “I’ll suck you, but then you have to fuck me. I’m so fucking horny right now. That just made me want even more.”

Perfect.

She crawled under the covers. I was a little disappointed I couldn’t watch her face when she realized how big my dick was, but you can’t always get what you want. I lifted my hips so she could pull off my underwear.

She gripped my dick with two hands and I could hear her exclaim, “Oh my god.”

That’s right bitch. I wasn’t lying about my huge cock.

With her two hands stacked on each other, she opened her mouth wide and started sucking the head of my cock. I moaned at the feeling of her wet tongue swirling around. I wanted to watch, but I made a conscious drunk decision to just enjoy the feeling.

The vacuum of her warm mouth.

Her wet tongue tracing my veins.

Her massaging hand on my sack.

She didn’t try to deepthroat me though. Only sucking about halfway down. Despite that it was a good blowjob though, especially since it was from a girl I had been fantasizing about for weeks.

She stopped sucking me, and from beneath the blanket asked, “Do you have a condom?”

I replied, “Yeah just suck me a little more first.”

I wanted to fuck her but I remembered how she had teased me before. I wasn’t going to give her what she wanted. Not yet.

Once she started sucking me again, I reached beneath the blanket, and grabbed the sides of her head. With her head firmly in place, I started thrusting my hips and fucking her mouth. I wasn’t getting it all in before she gagged but I definitely got more in than she was sucking before.

The feeling of having full control over this girl got me off more than the feeling of her mouth. I thrusted in as deep as I could and then came down her throat. I held her head until I was sure she had swallowed it all.

I let her up, and she crawled up from under the blanket coughing. Her hair was a mess, her face twisted in a snarl. She growled, “That wasn’t fucking cool. I was ****!”

I said, “Now we’re even.” Then I grabbed the blanket and turned over on my side to sleep.

She growled, “No! You fucking sleep on the ground!” She kicked both her legs into and pushed me off the bed. I clattered onto the floor laughing.

That made her even angrier. But as she glared at me, I saw her eyes land on my still hard dick that laid against my stomach. She could be mad at me, but she couldn’t be mad on my big dick.

I said. “At least throw me down a pillow.” She threw one at me, while keeping her eyes on my cock. Yeah. She fucking wanted it.

I fell asleep on the hard floor, satisfied that I had teased her back and she wanted me even more. Now I just hoped her date with my friend went poorly and I would fuck her before him.