Taking A Liberty - Sex Stories

Taking A Liberty

That's the thing, teenage boys don't think.

That is they don't always use their brains for thinking. I hadn't, and that's how I found myself looking at L's gorgeous backside as she bent over the armchair in front of me, her slender back arched downwards. I eased those lovely cheeks apart and placed my hand between her firm, slender legs. She was soaking wet, her eager lips parted, and I slid two fingers into the welcoming slit. She eased herself backwards and I found the spot, making her gasp.

'Ready for your birthday present?' I whispered.

'God yes, fuck me,' she moaned.

It was L's eighteenth birthday party. She was my girlfriend's best friend, small and brunette, but I didn't know much else about her except that she looked really good in tight jeans. I wasn't exactly dragged along to the party but there were things I'd rather have been doing, like spending a few hours alone with my girlfriend and her 36Cs.

My girlfriend asked me to dance with L.

'Be nice to her, she split up with that useless boyfriend a few weeks ago.'

So I did as I was told. it would have been rude not to.

L looked good in a short, tight blue dress, and those legs were too good to be hidden under jeans. She wasn't wearing much underneath, that much was pretty obvious. L danced close, much closer than I'd expected, and the reaction was as you'd expect. 'Is that my present?' she giggled.

'If you want,' I joked, except that I wasn't really joking.

'Back of the kitchen in ...

... five minutes, make an excuse.' She broke off and headed off to speak with someone else.

I thought it was a wind-up up but I went anyway, worst case I'd grab some food. My girlfriend was chatting to some boring friends. 'In here,' L half-whispered and pulled me into a small committee room behind the kitchen. 'Lock it,' she said, before planting a huge kiss. It was some kind of meeting room, a large table with chairs, a couple of armchairs with assorted tablecloths piled neatly on one. The blinds were closed.

'What have you got in mind?' I said, trying to fake innocence.

'Same as you,' she replied as she lifted the blue dress over her head, revealing her perky, round tits with hard, dark nipples, and some tiny, lacy, blue knickers, already soaking wet. She came closer and reached for my belt as she kissed me. I ran my hand down her spine and inside the gossamer fabric that only partly covered her arse.

She knelt, undid, and lowered my trousers, and reached into my boxers. I was rock hard and thought I'd explode when she started to massage my balls. She pulled down my underwear and the beast broke free, nuzzling her cheek. 'Hello big boy, that's a really nice present.' She kissed the tip while kneading my sack then moved her hand to squeeze the base of my shaft. I felt her not breathing on me as her soft mouth engulfed me, her tongue working overtime.

'You'll make me come,' I gasped.

She squeezed me, moved away with a slurp, and smiled up at me, 'Not yet you ...