Didn't get two strippers to handle my cock like the week before, but I got some intimate hand lovin' from my ATV, ***e*, for free!
Before the party she called me to tell me that she would be at the party. "Make sure you wear those pants that I like!" she screamed, referring to one of the two porno pants I always wear because a) they're made out of soft fabric and b) their flies are not zippers but those buttons you snap, so I can slip my dick in and out with ease.
I had to make sure that I got a little sumpin' sumpin' from her request (though asking her to touch my pee-pee is something I would've asked for anyway), so I said back to her, "As long as you reach into them, if you know what I mean!" I was trying to be clever, but why did I need to say, "If you know what I mean" if reaching into my pants is exactly what I meant? I have to work on being deft of phrase. And by the way, at least she did understand what I meant: "Oh, I'll take a ya!" How could I not go into debt after hearing a promise of sexual shenanigans like that?
My God, ***e* was at her horniest that night. It was a bit of a buzzkill that there were other guys there (for a party like this it was pretty busy), but at least there was a window where there was no one else up at the landing where the living room was and the lapdances take place. I whisked her up there with the quickness, as MILF Hunter v.1.0 would occasionally say!
She immediately threw me down on the couch, opened up my legs, sized up my crotch area and the situation with my pants (I think she was hoping I would be wearing my brown ones, but they now have a huge tear in it [maybe I'll blog about that later] so I was sporting my trusty green ones now), and I think -- I think -- she untied the string holding them up. ***e* then turned around, laid down on the couch but laid her right leg on top of my left leg (she laid her head to the left of me), and thrust her right hand down my pants! And then she said, "Oh, someone's done a little manscaping!" as she grabbed my swelling joystick!!! I continue to think manscaping is gross and unnecessary if I pay for all the sexual activity I get, like from her. But even though I whispered a quick no, she nonetheless gently squeezed my penis. I wonder how far she would have gone, how far I could have gone in response, and if she would have charged me more if I spewed all over the couch. But just as it was about to get real good, up came another stripper doing the party and a willing participant, so quickly ***e* took her out of my pants, sat up, and danced me proper. Sad face :(
But I couldn't stop there. I had this ingenious plan facilitated by the most fortuitous things that have happened to me in a long time. The partygoers' bathroom is down the hall from the living room/LD area. It has two doors: One from the hallway, and one connected to the master bedroom ... which also serves as the strippers' dressing room for these house parties. I always had dreams that ***e* or someone else who has seen my dick might want to play extracurricular on the sly. And it just so happens that ***e* had to run home after my dance. Time to put it into action!
I made sure she went to the master bed well ahead of me so as not to raise suspicion from the guys. I make it a habit of going to the bathroom frequently, so I went again it didn't seem out of place. I locked the main door and, as quietly as possible so the others couldn't hear, I knocked on the other door and whispered her real name. I knew ***e* wouldn't freak; she replied, "Who is it?"
It's me ... and since I couldn't help that my plan was about to work, I took out my cock. She asked me to wait a second, and when she unlocked and opened the door, the first thing she saw her old familiar friend, my main vein, waiting for her touch!!!
The funniest thing was, she was on the phone, presumably talking to her father when she saw me exposed!! Her car broke down and she was using his to get to the party. Wow, that's fucked up and awesome! She was shocked by my cock and closed the door for a second, but she opened it again. And God bless her, she knew what I wanted and gave it to me; she switched hands and used her right hand to squeeze my penis one, two, three times!!! I don't often see my dick squeezed, but with virtually complete privacy, great lighting and me finally having the foresight to see my little brain get what he deserves, trust me, it's a memory I will have for a lifetime. I could feel my penis swelling with blood the same it did after ***e* got done with it!! I recommend you all try it.
I left the bathroom and she the master bedroom with no one the wiser, or if no one giving a shit. ***e* repeatedly said she had to get her dad's car home, and yet she stayed, and so she sported a little more exhibitionism, this time in the kitchen. Don't know how, but she unbuttoned her top and took out her petite tits. I started playing with the left one while the guy on the other side of her took care of her right one. I should've started biting it; I don't think any of the half-dozen people in the kitchen at the time would've minded. She even groped a guy in front of me as well as me. Man, come to think of it, what would've happened if I just took myself out again?
And the best part was, after all the extra play she gave me, she only wanted twenty bucks!!! God I love her.
Because of the privacy and the overall great time, I went back the following week, one final time.
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