It had been awhile since I cut loose, spring was here and I was tired of being cooped up in the house alone. I decided to have a get together and invite some friends from work over several weeks ago. Sabrina lived next door, her husband was gone a lot for business and I knew she liked to party a bit and might enjoy the company of others being around so I gave her a call and invited her over too. Besides, it never hurts to invite neighbors in case the party gets too loud.
I strung some lights up around the back deck and got some of those porch torches and sat them around for some extra lighting and ambiance. I had told everyone to show up around 8:30 and bring what he or she wanted to drink although I had picked up a keg of bud light. Sabrina showed up an hour early with some finger foods and Jell-O shots. Being the person she is she wanted to see if there was anything that she could do to help. I thanked her and made a comment on how her jeans sure did fit her nicely. We were known for our occasional flirting but nothing more. I had her open the bag of cups and put them next to the keg and other little things that I hadn't done yet. I ran to my room to finish getting ready.
A few people showed up right on time and several others filtered in every half hour or so up until around 10:00. I invited about 50 people and only 20 or so showed. I mingled with the friends that came and tried to be a good host. I ended up finding myself with a beer in my hand all night long and by 10:00 I was pretty well a drunk host. Everyone else was enjoying their drink as well and little ole Sabrina wasn't wasting time consuming her fair share.
Several times I went into the house to retrieve more pretzels and chips and would bump into Sabrina coming out of the bathroom. She would always smile and keep grab my attention by making some small talk with me. Since the beer had taken over my mind and my testosterone, the one time as she started to walk away I smacked her on the ass. Being the flirt that she was, she turned and winked at me saying, "Careful, I might like that." Several times throughout the night she would grab my attention as I walked by and as I turned my head to her, she would look around to make sure no one was looking and flash her tits at me. Man were her tits perfect, they were like firm melons with perfect up pointed nipples that were pointing straight out.
People started to filter out around 11:00 and by 12:00, everyone was gone, except Sabrina. She was so drunk that she couldn't walk straight to save her life. Her eyes were squinty and she had a permanent smile fixed to her face. She asked if I needed any help with anything and I told her I would clean up in the morning. We sat down outside and talked about lots of things from her kids to her marriage. At one point I started to feel brave again and joked that I was jealous of her husband having such a hot wife around his home all the time. She giggled and blushed saying she didn't think she was all that. I made a comment to her about how much I enjoyed the little flashing that she did to me and in a slurred voice she said she probably shouldn't have done that. She told me she flashes her husband around the house all the time and she just hadn't been thinking.
I decided, being as drunk as I was, that I was going to take advantage of this situation. I stood up and walked over to her chair and raised her shirt up. She half-heartedly fought my hands and I said, "you showed me earlier, show me again." She giggled and I leaned down and sucked her left nipple.
"Hey, peeking is one thing, I never told you that you could touch, let alone lick!"
I got real aggressive in my voice and told her she shouldn't have teased me like that. She apologized and repeated that she had just gotten carried away because she gets horny when she drinks and hadn't had sex in a month since hubby was away. I told her that I stroked my cock many times thinking about her and she smiled at me and said, "really"?
"Yup, I sure do, sometimes I stand in my window and watch you laying out as I pull on my fat cock thinking about how wet your pussy would be if I was inside of it."
She blushed and said, "oh my God, I don't know what to say, want to see it once?"
I thought to myself, this woman has got to be crazy asking me a question like that, of course I want to see it. I not only want to see it, I want to suck it and fuck it for days on end. It had been a couple of months for myself since I had been with a woman.
She stood up, right there on my back deck and wiggled her jeans down, sat back in her chair, spread her legs and pulled her panties aside. This chic was hot to say the least and I was going to find out how hot she wanted to get.
"Wow, that's a hot looking pussy babe, why do I see it glistening a bit?"
"I guess I got wet talking to you about all of this," she said.
I leaned over and stuck my face in her crotch and inhaled her sweet aroma.
"Did you like that," she remarked.
"Like it, I want to taste it," I told her.
"Well if you promise not to tell, I guess you can lick it a couple of times," she said.
I leaned back in and licked her from her taught little asshole slowly up her moist slit, to the top of her clit. I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. She rolled her head back and moaned softly.
"Ok, that's enough, you're going to get me even wetter in a minute," she said. I stood up and grabbed her hands and tried to pull her inside the house with me telling her we should take this inside.
"No," She yelled. "I told you just a lick, I can't do anything else and I shouldn't have even let you do that."
