“Danielle! I need a beer pong partner!” Sarah yelled from the table. “I’m coming!” Danielle yelled back. That sentence alone was enough to further invigorate the wild animal inside. “Can’t wait till she says that to me.” Before I could get lost in further tangent Danielle fired a look at me “We’ll talk later, ok?” she sort of asked. Definitely sounded like a question but this time I without a doubt knew she was flirting by the way her eyes fluttered. “I’ll hold you to that.” I added with a slight smirk. She half smiled as she arched her head backwards a bit as if to insinuate “Yeah? What kind of talk do you think I’m talking about? Could you handle it?” I know that look anywhere. Emily suddenly grabbed Danielle’s hand and started dragging her towards beer pong laughing hysterically. I hadn’t realized she left Danielle and I because I was so fucking enthralled with my thoughts. “Come on love birds break it up! Danielle get your ass over here!” Emily was a hysterical but rowdy drunk. Frisky as hell too from what I’ve heard. Danielle laughed and gave Emily one of those drunken girly hugs. “Buddy come play beer pong!” Emily hollered. “Perhaps later,” I said with some stammer due to Danielle bending over. I have no idea what she dropped during the hug, but her absolutely wonderful ass was taunting me hard. She didn’t even bend her knees… Just bent straight down. “She’s got to be taunting me. I’m going to rip those tiny little shorts off and wrap some of that lavish hair in my fist. That’s where I want to unload all of my juice after fucking her like a machine.”
The pair ran to the table without saying anything else to me. If they had I probably would’ve missed it anyway. I was a goner to my own filthy mind. Regaining composure for the most part I scanned the area for Nikki yet again. She was talking on the phone with someone out in the back yard away from all the noise. “Good” I thought. “Maybe she has to leave or she has a boyfriend she didn’t tell anyone and he’s mad she’s out partying without him.” My mission was to sit comfortably and have a couple more beers without further disturbance to my pent up sexual needs. People were pretty well slickered now and some had already left. Maybe fifteen at least remained. I watched my brother, Harry, and my two other best friends Jim and Bill have riveting debates about “the elbow rule” and “house rules” in beer pong. About twenty minutes passed before I was approached behind.
Two hands were placed on my shoulders and the smell of ‘woman’ crept in. “Hey you.” the voice quietly but powerfully entered my left ear. Inhaling deep with my nose in attempt to calm the intense surge throughout me, I tilted my head towards Danielle without looking. “Why aren’t you up and having fun?!” she asked. My tongue clicked behind my teeth for my defenses were obliterated; honesty was going to come out. “I’ve been so lost in the thought of you it’s hard to focus on much else.” I responded this time looking right at her. She half smiled, patting my right shoulder with her hand three times. That was the signal I needed. I now knew she was in almost the same predicament as me. The urge to sneak off and savagely have at each other, but to behave whilst Nikki was present. Our eyes locked for what felt like 5 minutes but was only mere seconds before she released my shoulders and pulled up a chair in front of me. She sat down and leaned in close, elbows resting just above her knees. “You know we can’t right? I’m one of Nikki’s best friends.” Was I wrong? Had I mistaken the signal for a warning? Being the person I am I could never insist on really fighting to make Danielle and I happen but I had to put up a small argument. “That’s a shame.” I said kind of coldly. “You’re really a wonderful person to be around and I’ve found you highly attractive since we first met.” I said these words all sly like, but deep down I admit I was nervous for her next sentence.
Her hands came up to her chin and formed a fist together. I could get lost in her eyes alone, which had grown a different flare to them since she snuck up behind me. “Well…” she finally let out in a slightly uprising tone. “I’ve always been very attracted to you as well” she added, with that hint of seduction. Still couldn’t tell which way this was going to go, but my mind started racing down into the gutter again. Danielle sat back, crossing her slender left leg over her right, arms on the rests. If I was an artist I’d love to draw/paint her nude just the way she’s sitting. Every breath she takes brings those C-cup tits one step closer to popping out. I sank further into the abyss of fantasy. “If she was sucking on something right now… A lollipop, a bottle even, I’d blow my load right here.” I crossed my leg over as well not only to hide my rising cock but to convey that I was ‘playing’, if she was making this a tactful game.
“Thank you,” I said with confidence. Danielle half smiled then stood up, her beautiful brunette hair just covering her left triceps. “This conversation isn’t over,” she said with authority. If a decent buzz didn’t take the edge off, I would’ve had to take a long walk by myself after what she did next. Left hand on her upper ass cheek, Danielle slowly leaned to the right causing her ass to be within mere inches of my hand. Averting my eyes, I met hers, whose were already on mine. “See you later.” With that, she let that left hand glide a little up her shirt to reveal the hip line. After she walked off, I was fully and totally erect. I needed a shot of whiskey but I couldn’t stand. I was too hard for comfortable walking. “I’m going to fuck this girl. I’m going to rip her clothes off and gag her with that black top so she doesn’t wake the neighborhood.”
Luckily my brother grew curious as to why I’d been absent from the festivities. “Yo big guy, where have you been?! I ain’t seen ya.” I couldn’t help but chuckle for he was hammered. “I’ve been here the whole time,” I replied. “Got any Jack Daniel’s left?” I asked before he could. “Certainly! I’ll take a shot with ya.” He pulled the flask from his pocket and gulped. Passing it to me I tilted that bottle at 90 degrees and let it burn down my throat. “Ahh, I needed that,” I said with a tear in my eye. “Damn man I know you love whiskey, but what’s with going hardcore?” my brother asked. I leaned towards his right ear and told him everything. When I finished, his eyes were wide with surprise. “Dude I’ve got something to tell you! You missed something while you’ve been sittin’ over here in your own little fantasy.” I leaned back in to listen.
“I was texting one of my friends who also knows Danielle but isn’t associated with Sarah or Nikki and she asked if Danielle was here. I told her yeah she’s here and she texted back saying ‘Your Bud’s younger brother right?’ I said yes. Apparently Danielle has been talking about you with my friend quite a bit. I tried to dig deeper but this was the best hint I got was this text.” Holding his phone up, I read this text; “Lol Danielle really wants him. Like, she’s masturbated while thinking about him.” I looked back up at my brother whom had donned a huge smile on his face. “Want another shot?” he asked. “Yes, just one more.” I didn’t tilt this one completely back, instead a slow burn. “She plays with herself?! Over me?! I’ll have her warm her little pink pussy up while she watches me stroke my eager member, then I’ll slap her clit with it.”
“Alright man well I’ll leave ya to yourself but you should really come party a bit before Danielle gets ahold of ya. You need to relax.” my brother stated, half seriously. He knew my relaxation would settle in soon from the whiskey, but he did have a point. I couldn’t sit forever, I had to socialize otherwise it could seem strange, especially if Nikki or Sarah caught Danielle and I talking I wasn’t even sure if Nikki was still there so I made my way to find Harry. Sure enough, he was around the liquor table, making mixed drinks for everyone.
Before I could so much as utter the beginning of a word to him, Harry patted my back hard and exclaimed “Yeeooo man! You want a drink?!” I gave an affirmative ‘no’ seeing as how I didn’t want to risk getting too drunk and preventing my chances with Danielle. Besides, mixed drinks are not my cup of tea. We instead ended up laughing for a while about other nonsense, and conversed about things for a little while. I checked my phone which read “1:20 AM.” The party had dwindled down to only seven people not including myself. Looking around I saw Sarah, Emily, Jim, my brother, Harry, Bill and Danielle. “Yes!” I rejoiced within. Nikki had already left at some point. Jim and Bill were calling it a night and going to sleep shortly followed by Emily. Sarah, Danielle, and Harry went inside leaving me on a swinging bench alone on the front porch. I sipped my last beer, enjoying the evening sounds, patiently waiting to see if Danielle was coming back.
Behind me was the living room windows. I faintly heard giggling and footsteps coming from inside but I couldn’t make out who it was. My left pocket suddenly vibrated so I pulled out my phone. The text read “Where are you?” It was Danielle! I told her I was on the porch and in mere moments, she had found me. Turning my head to the right to see the front door, there she was. She had put her hair in a bun but hadn’t changed any of her clothing. Her skin gave off the sexiest glow in the moonlight. “Hey,” she said sweetly. I replied by lifting my legs up so she could sit next to me. Danielle gripped the metal railing with both hands on purpose. She could’ve just stepped over, but no. She completely turned around letting her ass be directly in my field of view.
“How are you?” she asked while sitting very close to me. She positioned herself so that her legs were curled underneath her and her torso faced me. “Better now that you’re here.” I was hanging by a thread with all this talk. I just wanted to tear her apart right there. This feeling heightened when she put her hand near my belt buckle while she was giggling. “Are you always this charming or is it because you want me?” she jokingly asked. “Bit of both,” I said boldly locking eyes with her. How she looked in this moment I’ll never forget. Those deep hazel eyes drawing every ounce of my attention. The way her left arm supported her lazily rested head, but still maintaining a sexy kind of posture. “Well…” she let out with a smooth sigh. “It’s time for that talk…” which broke out in a full seductive tone while her right hand undid my belt in a flash.
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