I was friends with this guy, John, that was into techno like I was back in the day. My friends and I would meet up with him ad his friends on too many weekends to even count; we'd go to the same bar every time. One night we ventured to another club (as we sometimes did) and I was super drunk and sitting on the couch in this strange "back room" at this club. He came back there to check on me and when he went to help me stand up we started making out. All I remember was his lips and loud music. He sat back down on the couch and you can guess what happened next. I got my brave self to give him a sloppy drunk blowjob. His melonpoker was fun to play with in my mouth; I was fearless and when he came it sprayed in my face. You'd think I'd be embarrassed, right? Nope, I wanted to wear it out of there like a badge of honor. He made me wipe some of it off but I kept some on my lips; people would just think it was lip gloss, right? We walked out of the club holding hands.
He ended up becoming one of my many boyfriends and we fucked when we could. One night, my parents had gone out to a movie so John came over. Guess what? In the middle of him fucking me...who comes home but mom and dad. Talk about mortifying. I had been moaning "that feels soooooo good" over and over again so I know one of them had to have heard me....they had to pass by my bedroom to get to theirs. There was something about the way he'd put his melonpoker in my pussy and then take it out really slow. It was so hot and I remember the sensation of my pussy feeling like it was on fire (in a good way). I'll never forget how awkward that next morning was during breakfast.
I was friends with this guy, John, that was into techno like I was back in the day. My friends and I would meet up with him ad his friends on too many weekends to even count; we'd go to the same bar every time. One night we ventured to another club (as we sometimes did) and I was super drunk and sitting on the couch in this strange "back room" at this club. He came back there to check on me and when he went to help me stand up we started making out. All I remember was his lips and loud music. He sat back down on the couch and you can guess what happened next. I got my brave self to give him a sloppy drunk blowjob. His melonpoker was fun to play with in my mouth; I was fearless and when he came it sprayed in my face. You'd think I'd be embarrassed, right? Nope, I wanted to wear it out of there like a badge of honor. He made me wipe some of it off but I kept some on my lips; people would just think it was lip gloss, right? We walked out of the club holding hands.
He ended up becoming one of my many boyfriends and we fucked when we could. One night, my parents had gone out to a movie so John came over. Guess what? In the middle of him fucking me...who comes home but mom and dad. Talk about mortifying. I had been moaning "that feels soooooo good" over and over again so I know one of them had to have heard me....they had to pass by my bedroom to get to theirs. There was something about the way he'd put his melonpoker in my pussy and then take it out really slow. It was so hot and I remember the sensation of my pussy feeling like it was on fire (in a good way). I'll never forget how awkward that next morning was during breakfast.
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Funny quick story....when my parents were helping me move to my college campus we had to move my bed to get to stuff from under it. You can only imagine what was hidden on the wall where the bed butted up against it. There were many loads of dried cum that must have dripped down onto the baseboards. I had lots of guys cumming in my room....try explaining that to your parents. Needless to say...my legs were spread a lot during college...
Funny quick story....when my parents were helping me move to my college campus we had to move my bed to get to stuff from under it. You can only imagine what was hidden on the wall where the bed butted up against it. There were many loads of dried cum that must have dripped down onto the baseboards. I had lots of guys cumming in my room....try explaining that to your parents. Needless to say...my legs were spread a lot during college...
