Party Mistake
I can't believe I'm going to write this, but I think I just let my cousin, Danny lick my pussy last night.
Ever since we were little kids, at family shindigs, we have fought like cats and dogs. He would take my toys or pull my hair. Now that we're older, he hardly talks to me and it seems that every time I talk to him, he acts like I'm bothering him. Sure he has friends and so do I, but we hardly ever go to the same places or do the same things.
I didn't think he even knew the same people I hung out with. So when my girlfriends came to me with a frat party flyer, I was completely down. As long as my boyfriend doesn't find out, that is. I'm a bit of a party-girl and flirt. He hates it but I can't help it.
The party was a toga party. I don't think I have to go into too many details about what I was wearing except that besides the sheet, I only had on my red French laced bra and panties.
There was all kinds of music, dancing and drinking. There was lots of drinking. The guys were cute and my makeup was on point. In the right lighting, you could easily see my cleavage. The sheer bra always makes the boys crazy. I could have had anyone of them. I was fierce.
We played beer pong and some drinking games I've never heard of, but mostly we drank. Some of the upper-class guys kept feeling me up and grabbing my ass, but a quick slap and "watch it" did the trick.
For the most part, it was just another successful party where they wanted me and I got treated like a princess. Well it was like four in the morning and my best girl went upstairs with a hot beefy hookup. The music was still going on but low now and most everyone had left. The others were upstairs in their rooms getting lucky. Then her I was watching some movie on the 55 inch flat screen on the couch. Several other drunks were crashed on the other couches and floor. I was stretched out with my head back on the armrest and my feet resting on some drunken dude. If he hadn't rolled a bit, I would have thought he was dead. He was probably the upper-class dude who kept fondling me till I racked him. He was wearing the same frat hoody. I was wondering where my ride was at and how come she was taking so long. Her dude must be taking care of her. It was not fair.
That was when he started caressing my ankles and feet. He even slipped my shoes off gently. Wow, it felt so good. I'm not used to guys pampering my feet. My boyfriend has a problem with feet. I asked him to suck my toes once and he freaked. Well, now he was working his way up my legs and to tell you the truth, I was really enjoying it. I just wanted to see where this was going. When he got to my knees, I could feel his breath on my big toe. Slowing and sensually, he slid my digit into his warm, wet mouth.
He was sucking and licking. I tilted my head back on the armrest and shifted my ass to get more comfortable. I was getting my toes sucked by a stranger while I was laying on a couch, on my back, knees bent, thighs spread, in only my panties, bra and a sheet. What was I thinking? I guess I wasn't.
So for another ten minutes, he sucks and rubs my thighs and lightly exhales on my wet toes. It was heavenly. By the sounds he was making, he was really enjoying himself too. The fact that he wasn't saying anything was kind of mysterious and added to the atmosphere. I was trying to imagine who he was and his back story. He was probably some rich kid who was ignored by his parents and now has some kind of foot fetish.
He must have gotten tired with my feet because his wet tongue began to run up my ankles and to my knees. I had to close my eyes as his hands slid down my thighs, under my toga, and rested on my panties. He just realized that I wasn't wearing anything else. Stroking my hips, his fingers looped onto the lacy waistband and pulled. By instinct, my hands grabbed his and he let go. That's when his head slid under the sheet. Although I had stopped him, my panties had completely shifted and were loosely covering my pubic mound. All in one motion, his mouth pushed the cloth to the side and his mouth rested right on my pussy. I was so shocked, that I forgot to grab his head to pull him off. It was too late, his mouth was so warm and his tongue knew just where to lick. He was doing things that I had never felt. He must be some kind of pussy martial artist! It went on like this for about 10 minutes. I was biting my palms, trying not to scream. I didn't think it would happen, but he was getting really close to making me cum. Just then he slowed down. He was concentrating on my clit. He had his lips wrapped around it and was sucking hard and then I felt his thumb wet thumb jam into my asshole. I came instantly. It was uncontrollable. It was intense and really messy. When I done convulsing, he calmly got up and walked off. I looked around to make sure that no one saw.
Just then my friend came rushing down the stairs. She was telling me it was time to go. She wanted out before her new friend woke up. She was laughing so hard, I was laughing too but for a different reason.
We headed on home and of course I took a shower. I was glad that the guy hadn't gotten too attached and clingy. How often do you find a guy that only cares about taking care of your needs instead of his? I checked my phone and found about ten missed calls from my boyfriend. I'd have to deal with him later.
I slept all day until I was woken up by my mom. She wanted me to go with her to my aunt's house with her. They were going to do some baking for a family party and wanted my help. I was really hung-over and didn't feel like it, but she promised Starbucks and that she was going to take me shopping afterwards. I reluctantly agreed.
Well after I took another shower, I called my boyfriend back. I had to deal with his bruised ego and hurt feelings. All the while, I was holding my cum-stained panties. What a night.
After a couple of hours of baking and listening to my mom and aunt gossiping, my aunt tells me to go up and tell Daniel to come down to get some food. He was back from college and hadn't come down all day. So up I go and bang on his door. Great, now I have to deal with this shit.
Through the door, I hear him yell for me to go away. Whatever, loser! While upstairs, I decided to go to the bathroom. I had to go like a racehorse. I'm sitting there thinking about the night I had when I realized that the wall between cousin's bedroom and the bathroom was paper thin. I could hear him getting out of bed to answer his phone. Oops, I better not let out gas. That would be embarrassing!
He was talking to some guy named Tony. He starts off, "Yes, that was an epic party, dude. You drank so much you fell off the porch." They went to some stupid party. I was getting my business done and was wiping up. I was thinking that maybe I should wait to flush. I didn't want him to think I was eavesdropping (even though I kind of was). I wiped myself and just waited. He was saying something like, "Of course you didn't get any. You threw up all over yourself, bro." "Me, almost… I passed out on the couch and was trying to make out with a chick. Oh, shit, I hope it was a chick!" "All I can remember is she tasted like feet. Ha, ha. So, it's really dark and I'm trying to climb up her. I guess she was really tall." "Shut up, Tony. At least I was with a real girl, not my hand." "Oh, and then know I was in her pussy, dude! She wasn't wearing anything but panties under her sheet" "No shit, I had her bucking like a fucking bronco!" "I'm not sure what I was doing, but she didn't mind. The bad part is that I was about to fuck her but I got sick from all the booze, pubes and I think she came in my mouth." "When I got back from puking, she had taken off!" "Of course, I was going to shove it in her ass; I already shoved my thumb up her ass. She loved it!"
I can't tell you how sick I felt right then. I quietly snuck downstairs and told mom that I didn't feel good and needed to go home.
I'm sitting in my room, now and my world has kind of flipped upside-down.