It's My Party - Part 1

I love parties. Is the freedom for me? Yes, I think that. Parties are the best form for losses the nakedness. Of course, I go to a lot of parties, fete day, frolic and hangover. Is my way.

I live in UK but I always visit Canada. This country is so perfect to me. The cold in my body is special. The climate is so beautiful and the snow. Oh the snow is nice.

I always assist to pleasure parties. Such as roman orgy. I hate orgies. My parties is so more personal.

I am going to present my favorite party.

After the other party, when the all assistants had gone, we still sat on the small table in the garden. In the dark light, I drank vodka, rum, beer and whiskey. All the alcohol affected me. At the time, all my friends drank wine and chat for a while about this and that and the party. The house was destroyed because the big party.

In the middle of our conversation, a friend of mine called Louis who is my favorite “heterosexual” touches on the theme “First time” to speak and confesses that his first time had not been with her current girlfriend Andrea. Somehow, I am confused and shocked when I heard these words from the mouth of my friend. That because he was a young man and I thought that Andrea was his first girlfriend, all of we looking him with astonished interest. Is not Andrea his favorite best friend? – I could not imagine that, they had been a beautiful couple when I met them. Immediately we asked about his first sexual experience. Maike replied that they was not heterosexual couple. He was Dionisio, they had drunk that night a little too much, and it happened. Louis assured me that he loved his girlfriend, and only his girlfriend, but that experience was awesome.

I love Andrea a lot, he is the apple in my eyes <said Louis,> but it is a wonderful feeling with a man to sleep, it is so different, men are not as inexpert as girls having sex … they are much more rude and more pleasure for me.

I say that maybe my friend was crazy. However, he no was crazy. I am a bitch with them.

One by one, all my friends left the party. I was drunk when I dismissed them. However, my friend Louis was the unique person in the house with me. 

He continued the story of his first experience.

As a last word his lips traveled, I felt Louis hand on my right thigh. I shuddered while and enjoyed but at the same time his touch me.

Slowly the hand slides the denim on my pants up and down, and Louis said:

If you want I can show you so it’s beautiful, and it nobody must indeed learn.
            I felt my heart pounding violently against my ribs. I was hot and cold at the same time and I am not sure what I should did? I decided at the first time to live. I got up, go to the window and look out into the warm summer night. Yes, it really was a warm night, and therefore Louis had taken off her t-shirt, so that the white lace of his night. He out his pants peeped out of the long-legged, narrow light blue jeans.

I look Louis for a moment and then he says to me:

You do not have to worry if you do not want, and then that is your business. However, I think it is nothing bad here. We was in the century XXI, if I just something very beautiful.

He got up and head toward the window to me. I turn away from the window, and look to Louis into my eyes, I can feel her hands around my waist, and very tenderly, he puts it to me. We continue to look in our eyes, and Louis notices how I tremble all over with excitement and it repeats itself:

You need to have no fear.

I am weak, close my eyes and move my mouth slowly towards Louis lips. Our lips touch for a brief moment and I hear Louis trembling, excited respiratory passage.

You do not have to worry.

He had whispered again and our lips shocked on our mouths. I felt a tremendous overwhelming feeling of passion at a moment, which exploded like a bomb in my whole body. Louis used my mouth and kissed gently my neck, I let my head was supported on their shoulders, while my arms now close also to Louis hip. Therefore, we both just stand for a moment in front of the slightly opened window and hug us still with closed eyes. Louis perceives the enchanting scent of my perfume and felt the fabric of my sweater in his hands as he gently caresses my back. Under the sweater I am wearing a shirt of Marilyn Manson, with the white skulls were notifiable. Louis hands went over my back further down over the hips, and now feel the black velvet fabric, from which my kind much undersized miniskirt my narrowly covered.

Then a small piece of bare skin comes from my legs that then end in a very long black boots. I affected with that I palpated Louis with my fingers. He moves back a bit high with her hands under my skirt. It is a wonderful feeling for me. My body totally naked it shined by him.

I say to him:

Can you see that? Am I sufficient for you?

I run an excited sigh as I feel the gentle, cool hands of my ass and a mouth down to my under pant. I kiss him passionately. That kiss was the best kiss in my life for the moment. I think.

I lost the control of the night. All the drinks affected too much. I did not really matters of did here. I always stay with a lot of boys but for me it was a unique experience. I always narrate this story and my gay friends not believe it. Believe it or not is true.

To continue, Louis takes my hand and we go to bed. We up the house to a snail stairs. I was dizzy for that.

Louis sits on the bed. I am sitting on the left of him and my left hand opens his button. All pants down in the bed one by one. He was so rude and licked my neck. Slowly! Slowly!. His tongue was so perfect for me. Oh! It was so fantastic. He said me:

           Are you ready mother fucker bitch?

           Oh yes, please be so rude. Please! Please! Please!

     I did not remember how many times I begged for pleasure that night.

           My hand moves in sweeps over Louis`s knickers. Louis now uses his hands to his jeans on hips and legs to remove from the body and looks me deep into my eyes. Is Louis lets my jeans as it is falling to the ground. I felt a tingle in my stomach when I see part of his hip. I wanted in this moment than he penetrates me now. He said me:

           Keep calm bunny.

           I did want to be calm. I wanted to die of pleasure.

           Your boxers are so beautifully. No, you are so beautifully.

           Oh! Louis, I am surprise for this.

           I do not fear.

           I have some fear Louis. I do not know enough for this.

           So, why you are in the bed? Tell me Louis.

           It is a good question.

At this moment, Louis bends forward over my lower body and kissed all my shoulder. I resisted of that. But, his tickles dominated me.

He bit his lips again, repeat the procedure several times and moved his mouth always a few centimeters of my neck. He repeated to say:

            Come on men. You are mine.

            No, not in this night.

He downed to my right leg. Or my left? I did not remember. I have my upper body tilted back slightly and support me so with my hands on the bed. I put the head back, I just closed my eyes, and my slightly opened my mouth. I was breathing all the time when he always said:

I am your lord. Please venerate me.

He thought that he was Dionysus. The god of the pleasure.

I feel the moist lips and tongue my friend continued on my little bare skin strip slide on the thighs and suck. Louis lips always leave a little pink kiss spot from delicate pink lipstick on the tanned skin of my legs. After a while Louis head lifts again from my lap and kisses me on the side of the chin, his hands open my boxer. Then Louis opened the Pandora’s box.

I did want to continue. He said me:

I am a perfect sucker. Please I need to suck your penis.

It is a hard story. I know. But, I know that you need more.