Brandi has fun - Sex Stories

Brandi has fun

Brandi thought she loved to give oral. I'd been eyeing this girl who had been getting drinks off my buddies, this leggy, raven haired beauty who was chatting it up with a group of people. She had on a blue dress that revealed more than it hid, a little thing that clung to every curve on her body. And boy, did this girl have curves. She had the greatest set of tits I'd ever seen, in that they weren't humongous, but they were a good sized D cup, perky as hell, their fleshy softness almost spilling out over her neckline. I couldn't have cupped an entire hand over one of those babies, and I had big hands. Her tight ass was literally hanging out of her skirt, the curves of her butt cheeks showing underneath the hem of the skirt. She was wearing a pink thong underneath. For all those assets though, it was her lips that caught my attention. Big, shapely, and touched with lip gloss, they parted wide each time she laughed. I could see my cock ramming in and out of that succulent mouth. She looked like you could shove a beer bottle down that hole, no problem. My member throbbed just thinking about it. "Checking out Brandi, are ya?" The voice came from behind. There was a man standing there, expensive clothes hiding a lardy frame. I frowned at the intrusion, but he didn't seem to take notice. "Everybody does. Even the ladies. She's a popular one down here, with a mouth like that. Loves to suck cock and lick pussy. Could probably get paid to do it too, from what I hear." The man leaned ...

... back on the counter of the bar, sipping his drink without taking his eyes off Brandi. "Word has it she's done a dozen men in one night. Multiple times each. They all got tired before she did. Only problem is, she won't let you have it, if you know what I mean." And with that, he walked off into the crowd. The man had piqued my interest. I'd always been one for a challenge when it came to women. If this girl was as tight as he'd said, I was going to have a fun time trying to get it from her. I got excited just thinking about the idea. Within a few minutes, the pack of people had cleared significantly, leaving Brandi standing by herself. I walked over to her, handing her a beer. She smiled back at me with those lips again, and I couldn't wait to fuck her face. We chatted for a while, and I could see that she was already significantly drunk. She shifted her weight from one leg to the other, six inch heels clicking on the beer slicked floor. As she talked, she began to slide one hand up the leg of my jeans under the table, grabbing my cock and jerking it off from outside my pants. I returned the gesture by slipping a finger up her cunt, shifting her panties aside to stroke her pussy. She moaned in my ear but slapped my hand away; she grabbed my hand, dragging me to the back of the club where there was a secluded booth. Music pounded in my ears as she threw me down on the couch, and I felt the zipper of my pants flying open. Brandi crawled underneath the table, and I watched as she ...