Let this guy I went to highschool with come inside me while my bf got drunk downstairs

This was back when I was in my third semester of college, so I would've been about 19? Doesn't matter.

I was at some party because my friends wanted to do something to take our minds off of classes and my boyfriend at the time wanted to get hammered. I was the designated sober friend of the night, just in case something happened, even though we all lived on campus. So yeah, I wasn't exactly thrilled to be there if I couldn't get in on the typical party stuff (typical for me, at least)

We were in kind of a rough place in our relationship, so I decided I wasn't gonna stick around and watch my boyfriend get wasted so he could start giving me shit for no reason again. I ended up just kind of wandering around for a while.

And then I saw this guy. And I was a little uncertain if it was him at first because I had absolutely no idea what he could be doing here if all places because the high school we went to was pretty far away, but he looked *exactly* the same. It's kind of embarrassing, or at least it was at the time, but I used to have kind of a big crush on him back in the day, so I would know, even if we weren't exactly in similar circles.

So of course I start talking to him, and he's talking back, trying to be all nonchalant, same as ever, but the way he's eying me I can tell he's interested, and not just in catching up. I was wearing a tank top that hung loose on my small breasts and jean shorts that clung to all the right places. After a while I pretend I have a headache and he asks if I want to go talk somewhere quieter.

We end up in a bedroom that looks seldom used, but we're not focused on that at all. We both sit on the bed and he pretends not to notice how fast my 'headache' went away while I pretend not to notice how he chose to sit close enough to see down my shirt. He must've noticed I wasn't wearing a bra because he seemed to really like what he saw.

I don't even remember what it was about, but we got into this stupid fight. It was more teasing than anything, really. And eventually I get fed up and tell him to shut up, and he leans closer with this stupid, knowing grin that was already kind of getting me going and says, "make me."

So I do. I climb into his lap and crash my lips into his with enough force from how pent up I was at this point to knock him back against the bed. Through the fabric seperating us I can already tell he's bigger than my boyfriend, and with that, any flickering thought of another man is swept out of my head for the rest of the night.

I take his shirt off as soon as I get my hands on him. Back in highschool he was really scrawny, but now, under my hands, he's all lean muscle, scars and patchwork tattoos. I've never had such an urge to just get my mouth on something before, and that's exactly what I did. I didn't even think about it, just went from nipping at his collar to tracing his abs with my tongue, and then I was on my knees and his legs were spread open and he was sitting on the bed.

I didn't have to ask him to get his cock out for me, he knew what I needed. By this point he was rock hard, standing at probably 8 inches, and I tried to tease but I couldn't deny the urge to swallow him down and take as much as I could at once. I got a couple good licks in before I gave up resisting and just sunk my mouth down on him. I couldn't help myself, I just kept gagging myself on his length, it was getting me so wet. I've never been so cock hungry before in my life, even thinking about it now makes my mouth water.

Anyway, before I could get too carried away, he pulled me off by my hair and told me it was my turn. I guess he didn't want to risk finishing before the good part. I don't think I even really stood back up, I think I tried and then he picked me up and manhandled me back onto the bed, which definitely awoke something in me. He pulled my shorts down with little effort while I took care of my top, leaving us in just our underwear.

And all the years of showing off in band must've been worth it because he was *so* good with his hands. He hooks his fingers into the side of my panties, shoving them to the side as he spreads my wetness up and down my folds. My clit is so swollen at this point, and he knows but he won't stop teasing. I'm whining and panting and practically behind him for more, but he doesn't give me a moment of warning before shoving two fingers right into my tight pussy, using my own wetness like it's lube. He fingerfucks me and doesn't stop until I'm screaming. He wants me to cum on his fingers but I'm holding out for something a little bigger, multiple orgasms be damned.

But he eventually comes out on top. After a good few minutes he's got three fingers in me and one flicking my clit, with his other hand up playing with my nipples and the whole time he's goading me like: "c'mon, baby, you know you want to." And I come hard. Dripping onto his hand, clenching around his fingers so hard he groans.

After that he can't hold back anymore. I barely have any time to catch my breath before I'm on my back and he's getting me to put my feet up by his shoulders and he's so *thick* pushing into me. It feels like it takes forever for him to bottom out. I hadn't taken a proper cock like that in months. I'm still shaking a little from my first orgasm, so I spasm around him and it just makes him lose control. Any semblance of gentleness or consideration is gone from his mind as he pounds me into next week and I'm loving it.

"Fuck- forgot the condom," he says eventually, and I can tell that means he's close because he's thinking about coming. All I can think about is the feeling of him moving, throbbing inside of me, stretching me out with his cock, and I just want to stay like that forever.

"Fuck the condom." I say, looking at him as he clenches his jaw like he's in deep focus. "Come inside me."

But then he pulls out. And for a moment I'm disappointed because I think it means he's done, but then he flips me onto my hands and knees and re-enters my cunt in one stroke.

"Yeah? Want me to come inside you?" His breath is coming right by my ear and, fuck, how long have I been this close for again?

"Mm- mhm. Please-" I break off into a moan, but I don't even need to finish. He leans back and pulls me back by my hips, hard, burying his cum deep in my twitching pussy as we come together.

When my boyfriend walked me home that night he tried to put his hand in my back pocket. I waved him off, pretending I was mad at him for how drunk he was when really, I just didn't want him to find some other guy's number folded up in there. Safe to say that wasn't the last time I saw him.