pleasured by my best friends cousin

Marla convinced me to go to her cousin's work-related party to meet Caleb. He was supposed to be some really hot guy who apparently caught a glimpse of me at a wedding shower as he was picking up his girlfriend at the time afterwards.

He told Marla all kinds of crude comments about how he fantasized about my ass and that he wanted to fuck me and blow his wad in my face. I never gave it much thought until tonight, knowing full well that I'd finally get to put a name to the face.

Originally, I was put off by his comments but I was curious to know what he looked like. Admittedly, I was pretty horny as well. I hadn't been out and about for almost six weeks, and was mostly getting off by Marla's hand, or rather her tongue. Mmmm she knows how to please a girl! :)

I was wearing a short but comfy little dress that went to mid thigh. It was one of my favorites. As I was straightening out my dress and hair, Marla came into the bedroom wearing a black denim mini skirt and a cute, red babydoll tee. She looked so cute! She gently reached in and kissed me deeply, swirling her tongue in my mouth and getting my juices flowing.

"I want you to have a good time tonight, babe," she said. "I will," I assured her

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I decided early on that I would fuck Caleb if he was good looking. I hadn't had any for a while and I really enjoyed the thrill of fucking someone I hardly knew. It was especially exciting knowing that he was already fantasizing about me, though I would play it off like I hadn't any idea.

When we arrived at the party, it became instantly clear that Marla and I stood out. Because it was her cousin's work-related party, everyone was dressed conservatively.

The men were wearing slacks and polo shirts, as if they all shopped at the same place at the same time. The women were wearing suits, mostly pants suits and a few with skirts. I spotted one lady in a suit with a really short skirt.

It's amazing how a "suit" can make a short skirt look professional. I walked towards her to admire her a little more closely. Her blond hair and ruby red lipstick made her look like a beauty queen. I poured a cup of coffee as I stared at her, wondering what she had on under that skirt when suddenly my perverted thoughts were interrupted by a tap on the shoulder.

"Oh my God!" squealed Marla. "Caleb is here!"

"Which one is he?" I asked, looking around.

That's when it happened. The cute blond girly in the sexy little business skirt tipped the creamer over on the table, splashing a spot on my dress.

"Oh!" she cried. "I'm soooo sorry!" her cute face crinkled to show genuine concern. I just wanted to kiss her sweet little ruby red lips and tell her everything was okay.

"Oh, it's okay," I said with a smile.

Blondie started to mop up the little spot on my dress with her napkin. "I'm so clumsy. I feel awful," she said. Her pretty little painted nails looked so delicate as her hand swiped at the stain. I was hoping her hand would reach up my skirt and touch my clit, but no luck.

"Really, it's fine." I said. "You got a little on yourself actually." I brushed my hand on her butt, feeling for her panty line. Mmmm, a thong. I wonder what color. White cotton? Pretty little princess!

"Oh God, thank you!" she said, thinking I was doing more than just feeling her up. By now, Marla began to notice my adventure and restated her previous exclamation.

"Hello? Caleb is here!" she said.

I looked over and saw him. He stood about six feet tall, dark brown hair, dark eyes and well built. He looked as though he was in his late twenties or early thirties, a little older than I was used to. Not like that was a problem, mind you. And he was definitely good looking.

I instantly began to envision living out his fantasies and imagined myself sucking on his hard cock. I had to have this guy, I had to have him tonight and I was pretty sure I was going to get him.

I strolled over his way attempting to look like I belonged. As I approached, he quickly locked-on to me, and watched me as if he were [censored]. I walked right up to him, his eyes getting wider as I got closer.

"Hi. Sarah," I said as I extended my hand.

He took my hand and replied, "Caleb." He seemed surprised. He wasn't expecting me. I looked over at Marla who seemed quite obviously amused by his reaction.

"Caleb. Is this stain on my dress noticeable?" I asked him. This was the invitation he needed. His eyes scanned me from bottom to top, then again from top to bottom.

"I don't see it," he said.

I stepped one leg out and pushed my hip towards him. "Above them," I said.

His eyes locked on my thigh. "Yeah, I see it. It's hardly noticeable."

"It's very noticeable to me," I said. "Think you can help me wash it out?" He paused before answering. "Yeah. Sure."

"Great!" I said. "Follow me."

I made my way through the hallway of Marla's cousin's house. I had actually never been here before and wasn't even polite enough to seek out her cousin to introduce myself. Nevertheless, I was seeking out her master bedroom to fuck this handsome stranger.

We walked into the bedroom and went directly to the bathroom. Caleb followed me in and I closed the door behind him. Without delay, I wrapped my arms around him and began kissing him passionately.

His hand immediately went up my dress and clenched my ass. Our tongues entangled for an eternity and I broke our embrace, biting him softly on his lower lip.

"You saw me before?" I asked him. "Yes," he said.

"Julie's wedding shower?"

"Yes," he confirmed.

"What was I wearing?" I asked him. "Black miniskirt," he said.

Funny. Guys love mini skirts. You can put two of the sexiest identical twins in front of a guy. They can both be equally beautiful, but one is in a pair of pants and the other is in a short skirt. If given a choice, he'll fuck the one in the short skirt.

I once dated a guy with a fetish for short skirts. The sex was wild. Men love it. And that's why I have exactly two pairs of jeans and countless short skirts. And trust me girls, I get fucked whenever I want it. Caleb was about to find that out.

We began kissing again and Caleb's hands went right up my dress. His fingers were toying with my panties and soon enough he began to slide them down. I stepped out of my panties and the kissing resumed.

His strong hands spread my cheeks apart which happened to feel fabulous! He pushed my dress up to my waist which I grabbed to hold up for him as his face went straight to my pussy. I became instantly wet with anticipation. I felt his hot breath on my clit and became a thousand times more aroused.

His tongue brushed my cunt slowly but powerfully, sweeping me from my tight, wet hole to my clit. I almost purred. He did this twice more, making me almost scream with delight. He reached up and put my right leg on his shoulder, exposing more of my cunt to his mouth. To my surprise, Caleb began to tongue my asshole which was simply an amazing feeling.

"Oh fuck! Lick my asshole, baby! Mmmmm tongue my asshole!" I said. It got me even more excited saying it out loud. I opened my eyes and looked straight ahead, getting a wild view of our activity in the mirror on the shower door.

I looked like a slut, holding my dress up for this stranger while his tongue swept across my asshole and pussy. Without any warning at all, I began to feel an orgasm rip through me. My ass and pussy were so sensitive that I almost let out a squeal as I came.

My breathing became intensified and I squatted to my knees to get to Caleb's cock. He was jerking himself off as he sucked my pussy, so his cock was already rock hard and in my face. I grabbed it with one hand and opened it wide. I wet my mouth as much as possible and put his hard dick in my face.

"Oh yeah! I knew I'd get you some day, you fucking slut," he said. "Suck that dick, whore." I loved that he was talking this way. I went to the party to be a whore, so it was exciting hearing it playing out.

I didn't want to object to what he was saying because it was obviously his fantasy and it seemed to heighten his excitement. I ran my tongue along his shaft and quickly put it back in my mouth to continue sucking him off.

His cock was slick with my saliva and I jerked him off steadily while he fucked my slutty face. "Oh, yeah. Take that fucking dick in your mouth, bitch," he said. Mmmm, he could cum in my mouth right now and I wouldn't be disappointed.

"Get up. I want to fuck you." he told me. I got up off my knees and before I could even situate myself, he sat me down on the counter, spread my legs and thrust his hard cock inside me.

"Oh yeah!" I cried. I really loved the feel of his cock inside me.

"Yeah, you like that baby," he said. "You like taking my dick, slut." His talking really got him off and he began pumping me pretty hard.

The feel of his cock was amazing, filling me to the max. I had been longing for a hard cock for quite a while and Caleb was filling that void quite nicely.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me closer, slightly changing the pressure points in my cunt which sent me over the edge.

"Yeah, you cum a lot baby," he told me. He fucked me even harder, making my ass cheeks squeak as I slid backwards on the counter top with every thrust.

"Wait, wait," I said. "I'm going to fall into the sink."

"Can't have that," he said.

He picked me up off the counter and spun me around. Somewhat roughly, he bent me over and thrust his cock towards my pussy. I was actually caught by surprise when he quickly shoved his cock inside me, catching myself with my hands on the counter. "Ooooh God!" I moaned.

As Caleb fucked me doggy-style, he began rummaging through the bathroom drawers and cabinets that were within reach. It was no matter to me, he was fucking me like a king and I could care less whether or not he was distracted.

His cock was so long and hard that I could feel it touching my cervix with every thrust. I was hoping to feel his cock cum inside me. I loved the feel of sticky semen in my cunt and I was building up the courage to ask him to fill me with cum when he suddenly stopped fucking me. In the mirror, I could see him lubing his cock with whatever he found in the bathroom and I knew what was going to happen next.

He pulled me back a little ways to reposition me for his next move. I felt the tip of his lubed cock at my entrance and felt slight pressure as he began to push his way inside. Slowly, inch by inch, he worked his cock into me until he had buried it to the hilt.

I looked up in the mirror to see his sex crazed look on his face as he crammed his hard cock into me wondering if he would let his load of cum loose in my pussy. His thrusts became deeper and faster, his breathing became more rapid as his cock slid in and out of me. I figured it was time and I made my request.

"Cum inside me, baby!"

"Oh, fuck that, whore!" he cried.

He removed his hard cock from me and forced me to my knees with one hand, jerking himself off with the other. I took the queue, opened my mouth and lunged forward to suck his cock.

He stopped me dead in my tracks and held my head to prevent me from getting my mouth on his cock. Suddenly, he started to cum, and he was loaded! Hot jets of spunk sprayed my face. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep it neat and clean and he saw to that. He came all over my chin, neck and tits spraying only a little of his cum in my mouth.

One really large stream of cum sprayed from my upper lip all the way to my hairline, another shooting right into my hair. I held my mouth open, holding out my tongue so he could see the river of spunk pooling on my tongue.

"I knew I would get you someday. You're the hottest slut I've ever seen." he said.

I wouldn't set out for a night like that all the time, but I really enjoyed it that night. If only you could always pick and choose when to be a slut, life would be good.