Your Ass is too bad for my penis

 I arrived at the party wearing a gray mini skirt that I had recently bought, a pink tank-top, and a black leather jacket. I happily greeted Lara at the door, as well as her boyfriend, Aaron. As we entered the dining room, I froze.

Liam Cartney was sitting at the table. Liam was my high-school boyfriend. My very close high school boyfriend, if you know what I mean. And he was sitting there, at the table, live and in person. Why did he get hotter? Was it just me or did his shoulders seem wider, his cheekbones seem sharper, his… well, anyway…

I froze when I saw him and I saw his face express surprise. He didn’t know I was gonna be here.

I sat down awkwardly at the table, as far away from him as I could. Two others were there, Jean and David, who were also a couple. What a coincidence. Liam and I were the only people who weren’t a couple here.

After we ate and the conversation started, I led Lara out of the dining room and into her hallway.

“Why did you invite Liam?” I hissed at her when we were away. “Because he was your boyfriend. I thought he would be good for you.” She smiles slyly. 

“This is so awkward.” I muttered. 

“Well, sorry… Just so you know… I’m bringing out the drinks.” She said with a small grin.

“Okay. So?” I asked, confused.

“Sex.” She answered plainly, leaving me standing there shocked, as she walked past me right back into the kitchen.

She was right. She WAS bringing the drinks. An hour later, a bottle of whiskey, four bottles of beer, and a bottle of wine were standing in the center of the table, all of them almost empty.

The calm vibe of the party at the beginning of it was totally gone.

Now, it was a crazy, horny drunk vibe about the place that left me feeling totally awkward. And I knew that it wouldn’t get better when Jean’s and David’s lips connected. Then, their tongues. 

You could tell that Lara and Aaron couldn’t resist. They were both sitting tightly, hands folded under their legs, biting their lips, glancing at each other, then at us.

After a minute of this, I tilted my head at Lara, to signal that I would be fine. She breathed out a sigh of relief and slid over straight onto Aaron’s lap, her butt on his knees, her legs around the chair.

After a minute of making out, she started wiggling her ass on his knees. Me and David watched as he grabbed her ass and she grabbed his penis through his jeans.

We glanced at each other quickly, exchanging a polite and awkward smile.

Jean and David were now on the floor, thankfully, no items of clothes missing.

“So…” Liam started, “How have you been?”

“Good.” I answered quickly. This was SO awkward.

“Single?”

The question caught me off guard.

“Yeah.” I bit my bottom lip. Why was he making me horny? This wasn’t supposed to happen, “You?” I asked casually, though it would make all the difference in the world.

Lara’s shirt was off. David was taking off his pants.

“Yeah.” He replies, smiling.

In three minutes, we were in the living room and were sitting next to each other on the small couch. Being in the dining room with people that would obviously be having sex wasn’t fun for either of us.

We were deep in conversation about life, and I forgot how much fun it was talking to him. I was feeling adventurous, so I told him that I never stopped thinking about him after we broke up when we left for college.

He was silent, nothing but a small smile as he looked at me.

“What about you?” I asked, confused.

“Me?” He grinned. “All I’ve ever wanted to do is see up your skirt.”

Silence. I stood up and turned around. I took a stray wrapper from the pocket of my leather jacket and pretended to drop it on the ground. I glanced behind me and could sense Liam’s anticipation. I slowly kneeled down so that my miniskirt flipped and slid up my back. My ass and pussy were clearly in vision under my black panties.

He stood and pressed his penis (still in his jeans) against my ass. Then he did something that turned me on like nobody has ever. He put his hand inside of the underwear, and slid into my ass crack, massaging there, and then sliding to my pussy, there and back, there and back. It was turning me on so much that I moaned, and my knees started shaking. I fell to the ground. On all fours. 

I heard the sound of him unzipping his jeans. I saw them fall on the floor, as well as his boxers.

“Baby…” I was moaning, “We can’t…” 

And yet I didn’t protest when he slipped off my underwear and spread my legs to reveal my anus.

Then, I was laying on the ground on my stomach, him on top of me. He took off my jacket, tank top, and bra, then took my boob in one hand, and squeezed it, while massaging the other one. I moaned.

I wanted to turn around and kiss him, but he held me back. He had other plans.

He stuck his penis into my ass. I screamed from the pleasure as he entered my body. 

“Shit! Shit!” I yelled as I bounced my ass on his pelvis so it would go in deeper.

“Fuck!” He moaned.

He held it in there for five minutes, then he slipped it out with a wet smack and finally allowed me to get up. When I did, he stuck his huge penis into my vagina. I screamed again, our lips connecting. 

“Fuck!” I yelled into his mouth.

He massaged my ass and my boobs as his penis went deeper inside. “I’m gonna come!” I screamed.

He pulled it out.

We stared at each other, then hurriedly got dressed, standing in front of each other awkwardly.

“You wanna… go watch?” He asked awkwardly.