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(Continuation/spinoff of previous work that can be found on my user account)
After the trip, things started getting back to typical. The fog I had been in since the breakup had lifted and was completely out of my system. Life was good, work was good, and I was genuinely happy.

Mike and I had talked, a lot, and come to the realization that it was just too complicated, too messy. We had decided to just chalk it up to one wild week, and to leave it alone. Or so I wondered. But more on that a different time.

Jake and I had also kept in touch. Just occasional texting, flirting back and forth. Eventually it became more and more frequent, until about a month after the trip. I found myself leaving work a couple hours early on a Friday and hitting the road for the 2 hour drive up to Jake’s college.

It was a good week to go, as it was still early in the year and house parties were quite common. Jake and his roommates were throwing one themselves that night, and him and I spent the early evening running around getting supplies. By the time we returned with snacks and the most red plastic cups you’ve ever seen, everyone was willing to get started.

And I was willing too, but not quite the same. The 2 hours at the store with Jake had quickly turned into very light fooling around, basically just him trying to squeeze my butt or get his hands on my body any chance he got. I had hoped there would be a chance to spend some time together alone before the party started but alas, the boys desire to begin the party overrided any preference I may have had.

Jake was quite trendy, constantly being brought into conversations and having to greet almost everyone who came, it was a little impressive. I stayed by his side all night, not really knowing anyone else, and experienced more of the same from the store. But as the drinks kept coming and the night got later and later, any effort on the side of subtle went right out the window. He was all over me, and I was a eager participant.

Close to 10 o clock, I leaned in and whispered in Jake’s ear that I was gonna the bathroom and would be right back. After a small wait in line I finally had my turn after about 10 minutes, quickly rushing forward and locking the door. When I finished, after washing my hands and taking a glance in the mirror, I turned to open the door and as soon as I unlocked it, Jake was bursting through the door and closing it behind him.

Immediately his arms were around me, kissing me, quickly finding their way to my ass. Once there he easily picked me up and placed me down on the sink before stepping forward between my legs. This was why he was so excited I wore a skirt I realized. In no time he was pulling my panties down and off, sticking them in his back pocket.

He then roughly grabbed me again and pulled me to him, instantly impaling me fully on his hard, waiting cock. Nothing fancy or special about it, he just immediately started fucking me, hard. Everything was quickly knocked off the sink, the mirror shaking and rattling as he threw most of his strength into each thrust and pump, my hands on the back of his shoulders, nails digging in through his shirt as I panted and moaned, loudly echoing off the bathroom walls.

For 15 minutes he fucked me there in the bathroom, changing rhythm a few times, slowing down and speeding up, but constantly fucking me. Out of nowhere he pulled out, with no accoutrement or declaration, and started cumming all over my shirt. Unable to do move I sat there, taking it, as my words encouraged him on.

A few minutes of kissing and giggling later, we emerged from the bathroom together to a room full of people trying badly to pretend they didn’t know. I excused myself upstairs to Jake’s room to grab one of his shirts, being reminded on the stairs about my lack of underwear as I heard the boys at the bottom of the steps snickering and pointing in my direction.

The party started winding down at 12, as most people wanted to head out to the bar. The only ones who stayed behind with us were his roommates and a few pairings that were in no shape to head put.

We all sat around the couch chatting and laughing, me and Jake on a couch by ourselves across from 2 of his friends. There were others but they all started filtering out immediately, either too drunk to continue or willing to take their conquests to bed. After about 10 minutes the whole house was filled with muffled sounds of sex.

One of the guys across from us lit a joint and brought it over. I usually would not indulge after so much drinking but I knew I wasn’t driving and it was so hard to say no to Jake that when he offered it, I took it quickly.

A few minutes later Jake and I were kissing, intensely, and I felt his hand working it’s way up my thigh. Lost in the feeling I didn’t think anything of it, slowly spreading my legs for him and letting him work it all the way up. Suddenly the sound of his friend coughing kn the joint snapped me back to reality and my eyes shot open, to the couch across from us, where his friends could see directly up my skirt and were taking full benefit.

I started tapping Jake on the shoulder, whispering in his ear they were watching. His response was to suddenly insert a finger and begin thrusting it, whispering in my ear it was ok. As soon as I felt him begin fingering me my body beat out my head, and I closed my eyes and leaned back in the couch.

After a few intense minutes i felt him stop, and his hands come to the hem of his shirt I had borrowed. I bit my lip and glanced over at his friends, still blatantly watching us, and then looked back to him. He simply said ‘it’s ok’ again as he started lifting the shirt up my belly, and my arms were soon raising on their own to allow him to pull it completely off my body. My bra was next, and it was quick work, followed by him pushing me down on my back and his mouth diving in to my chest. I looked over again at the boys, saw them watching, and just put my arm over my eyes to block it out as my other hand found the back of Jake’s head and held it in place on my chest.

I knew what was coming, and soon I was proven right. Jake lifted his head from my chest and quickly worked down his pants and boxers. I removed my arm from my eyes to look up at him, in the eyes, while my body scooted up on the couch to give him a better angle right before he plunged in.

In no time my legs were wrapped around him as he was pistoning in and out, fucking me right on the couch in front of his friends. The more I tried to ignore it the more I realized….I was turned on. I lost myself in that feeling and let go, fucking Jake back as hard as he was fucking me.

The situation was so erotic, we were both nearing the edge quickly. When I saw the look on his face from earlier I suddenly wrapped my legs tighter, locking him in and holding him right in place. We stared into each other’s eyes as our orgasms hit, me screaming out and bucking wildly against him while his cum shot out and filled me, again and again.

Reality hit soon after and I grabbed the shirt from the ground and instead of putting it on just covered my chest with it. Jake and I stood from the couch, gave an awkward good night to his friends, before rushing upstairs to his room….

NSFW: yes

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