We Like to Party
So, last Wednesday, my friends thought it would be a good idea to have a movie night and some drinks. I've been feeling a little down lately, so it would be the perfect thing to cheer me up and enhance my bartender skills. We popped the movie in and mixed drinks. By then end, the four of us were giggling like school girls. We decided that we needed to liven things up and invited over a few people. By the midnight, the handful of people in my apartment turned into a crowd. One by one guests showed up, some with alcohol, some with snacks, one with a bag of weed who I had to kick out In a stupor I decided to call Josh, who unfortunately had to work the next morning. Disappointed but not broken, I called my second-best option. Twenty minutes later my Italiano showed up with a couple of his friends. "I bear gifts.", he cheerfully said, holding up two bottles of tequila.
The night went on, filled with drinks, body shots, jello shots, dancing and grinding to the blaring music and making out (not on my end yet). I found out that Luke was quite the bartender himself and out-shined me in the kitchen, mixing drinks like a pro, even throwing bottles in the air during his little shows. Feeling a little jealous, I challenged him to see who made the better drink, which in the end, he won, and I congratulated him with a peck on the lips, and agreed to do a body shot with him (which I enjoyed very much).
Around 3 A.M. the party finally ended. Luke offered to stay and help me clean along with my friends. We finished in no time and soon my friends went home. It was just Luke and I, who was too wasted to drive himself home. I told him he could spend the night and let the alcohol wear off. Like a gentleman, he crashed on the couch and I took refuge in the bedroom. I stripped down and put on a t-shirt and some panties (it was so damn hot that night). I laid in bed for an hour and decided that I wouldn't be getting any rest tonight. For a while now I've been rethinking my decision on casual dating. The more I go out with Josh, the closer we get and the more he acts like a boyfriend, and the more I hung out with Luke, the closer we got and the more I thought about jumping his bones as well. I can't stress enough how new to casual dating I am (I've only had two boyfriends in my entire life-both long term relationships), and have the hardest time with convincing myself that I'm not a whore for dating two men at the same time (I'm not, right?).
I stood on the balcony. It was raining outside and I took cover under a portion of the roof, protected from the rain. I heard the balcony door slide open. "Couldn't rest?", I heard Luke's voice. I shook my head, already melting at the sound of his smooth voice. "Me neither." The door closed. "You know, in some cultures, rain is sacred." He wrapped his arms around me. I felt his smooth hot body against me. My hands went over his and kept them in place. "Rain is a symbol of life. I brings rejuvenation. Good luck, new beginnings and possibilities." He kissed the nape of my neck with each word. I closed my eyes, feeling every single piece of him. He took two steps forward, with me in my arms. I walked willingly with him and let the warm, southern rain cover us. His hands massaged my body as the rain ran rivers over our body. He caressed my breasts, my nipples perked through the thin, wet fabric of my shirt. He went down and squeezed the swell of my things with one hand and gently grasped my neck, kissing my shoulder. I felt him loop a finger in the waistband of my panties and began to inch them down. Soon I felt my panties slide down my legs. Luke cupped my literally wet pussy, massaging between the folds. I whimpered in his arms as he began to pump his fingers. "I've been waiting for this moment for the longest.", he whispered hotly in my ear. I turned around in his arms and took his mouth with mine. I held him tightly to me, running my fingers through his wet locks. I pulled back and looked at his gorgeous face, illuminated by the moon peeking between clouds. He whispered my name, I whimpered in reply, running my hands over his muscles (he was shirtless by the way.) His arms loosened from around me and he went inside for a moment. I could see him reach into his wallet and pull out a tiny square (It was a condom :P Always remember: Safe Sex) He quickly put it on and came back out into the rain, the mood not ruined at all. Without warning, he lifted me off the ground and held me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt as he slickly entered me, filling me so tightly. We kissed tenderly, our mouths slippery against each other as the rain cascaded down on us. Each time I came down, he met me with a deep thrust. He whispered my name again and again, each time with more urgency. I held onto his wet shoulders, moaning as I began to feel my orgasm coming over me. My clit rubbed slickly against him as I moved up and down on his hard cock. I could hear the wet slap of his ball hitting my skin as he increased his pace An overwhelming feeling took over. Perhaps it was the way he was chanting my name against my ear, or perhaps the way our bodies felt so good together, so smooth and slick against each other, or the fact that I was having sex in the rain (which is the hottest thing I've ever done) I moaned through my strong orgasm, clenching all around him. My fingers dug into his back, raking the skin as he held me onto him, his orgasm coming over him. He roared in my neck but would not stop though, he would not let me come down just yet. I let another embarrassing moan escape my wet lips as he continued to move though my orgasm. His movements became swifter, deeper as drove into me. "Aah!", I screamed as he hit a sensitive spot within me. With one hand, he grabbed my hair, gently pulling it. I felt as he kissed my throat and gently nipped the flesh. I called out his name with urgency as he began to ground his hips into me. My breaths became quicker as I tried to breathe, the ecstasy taking over again. A pressured heat filled my groin and I came for the second time, exploding all around him. I could feel his grip tighten around me and he came as well. We remained still for a moment, my eyelids half closed. I felt myself being removed from the wall and the shower of the rain stopping. I was laid on something soft and realized it was my bed. We kissed tenderly for a few more moments and we fell into a slumber in each other's arms
The night went on, filled with drinks, body shots, jello shots, dancing and grinding to the blaring music and making out (not on my end yet). I found out that Luke was quite the bartender himself and out-shined me in the kitchen, mixing drinks like a pro, even throwing bottles in the air during his little shows. Feeling a little jealous, I challenged him to see who made the better drink, which in the end, he won, and I congratulated him with a peck on the lips, and agreed to do a body shot with him (which I enjoyed very much).
Around 3 A.M. the party finally ended. Luke offered to stay and help me clean along with my friends. We finished in no time and soon my friends went home. It was just Luke and I, who was too wasted to drive himself home. I told him he could spend the night and let the alcohol wear off. Like a gentleman, he crashed on the couch and I took refuge in the bedroom. I stripped down and put on a t-shirt and some panties (it was so damn hot that night). I laid in bed for an hour and decided that I wouldn't be getting any rest tonight. For a while now I've been rethinking my decision on casual dating. The more I go out with Josh, the closer we get and the more he acts like a boyfriend, and the more I hung out with Luke, the closer we got and the more I thought about jumping his bones as well. I can't stress enough how new to casual dating I am (I've only had two boyfriends in my entire life-both long term relationships), and have the hardest time with convincing myself that I'm not a whore for dating two men at the same time (I'm not, right?).
I stood on the balcony. It was raining outside and I took cover under a portion of the roof, protected from the rain. I heard the balcony door slide open. "Couldn't rest?", I heard Luke's voice. I shook my head, already melting at the sound of his smooth voice. "Me neither." The door closed. "You know, in some cultures, rain is sacred." He wrapped his arms around me. I felt his smooth hot body against me. My hands went over his and kept them in place. "Rain is a symbol of life. I brings rejuvenation. Good luck, new beginnings and possibilities." He kissed the nape of my neck with each word. I closed my eyes, feeling every single piece of him. He took two steps forward, with me in my arms. I walked willingly with him and let the warm, southern rain cover us. His hands massaged my body as the rain ran rivers over our body. He caressed my breasts, my nipples perked through the thin, wet fabric of my shirt. He went down and squeezed the swell of my things with one hand and gently grasped my neck, kissing my shoulder. I felt him loop a finger in the waistband of my panties and began to inch them down. Soon I felt my panties slide down my legs. Luke cupped my literally wet pussy, massaging between the folds. I whimpered in his arms as he began to pump his fingers. "I've been waiting for this moment for the longest.", he whispered hotly in my ear. I turned around in his arms and took his mouth with mine. I held him tightly to me, running my fingers through his wet locks. I pulled back and looked at his gorgeous face, illuminated by the moon peeking between clouds. He whispered my name, I whimpered in reply, running my hands over his muscles (he was shirtless by the way.) His arms loosened from around me and he went inside for a moment. I could see him reach into his wallet and pull out a tiny square (It was a condom :P Always remember: Safe Sex) He quickly put it on and came back out into the rain, the mood not ruined at all. Without warning, he lifted me off the ground and held me against the wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt as he slickly entered me, filling me so tightly. We kissed tenderly, our mouths slippery against each other as the rain cascaded down on us. Each time I came down, he met me with a deep thrust. He whispered my name again and again, each time with more urgency. I held onto his wet shoulders, moaning as I began to feel my orgasm coming over me. My clit rubbed slickly against him as I moved up and down on his hard cock. I could hear the wet slap of his ball hitting my skin as he increased his pace An overwhelming feeling took over. Perhaps it was the way he was chanting my name against my ear, or perhaps the way our bodies felt so good together, so smooth and slick against each other, or the fact that I was having sex in the rain (which is the hottest thing I've ever done) I moaned through my strong orgasm, clenching all around him. My fingers dug into his back, raking the skin as he held me onto him, his orgasm coming over him. He roared in my neck but would not stop though, he would not let me come down just yet. I let another embarrassing moan escape my wet lips as he continued to move though my orgasm. His movements became swifter, deeper as drove into me. "Aah!", I screamed as he hit a sensitive spot within me. With one hand, he grabbed my hair, gently pulling it. I felt as he kissed my throat and gently nipped the flesh. I called out his name with urgency as he began to ground his hips into me. My breaths became quicker as I tried to breathe, the ecstasy taking over again. A pressured heat filled my groin and I came for the second time, exploding all around him. I could feel his grip tighten around me and he came as well. We remained still for a moment, my eyelids half closed. I felt myself being removed from the wall and the shower of the rain stopping. I was laid on something soft and realized it was my bed. We kissed tenderly for a few more moments and we fell into a slumber in each other's arms
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