Chris
"AYEEEE TURN THAT SHIT UP" somebody yelled from the crowd. I cranked up the speakers. These niggas decided to throw a grad party at my crib since my folks never home. It feels so good to be out of high school so I ain't even trippin. Im jigging and sippin my Henny when the front door opened and gooooodddaaaamn! Tiffany walked through the door glowing like a fucking angel. Lord knows I been trying to get at that for the longest, she don't be givin a nigga the time of day. I invited her but I didn't think she'd show up. A nigga happy as hell. "Bro, ain't that lil jawn you been tryna grip?" Red asked me, we stared at her beautiful ass. "Yeah that's baby, she be frontin tho." I shrugged. "Look I'm holla at her homegirl, I fuck wit her heavy. I gotchu." "Coo" he dapped me up and walked over to his girl and told her something, she looked at me for a second then went to Tiffany through the crowd.
Tiffany
"Girrrrrl, guess who's tryna hook up with you!?!" My homegirl asked me cheesing. "Don't even tell me, the answer is no. I'm done with these clowns." I put up my hand. "Tiffany, he's cute and I heard he's packing. He don't even be thotting, he want you for real." She pleaded smiling. "Okay, who?" I shrugged. "It's Chris, from economics." "Hmmmm, he is kinda cute." I said glancing at him. I licked my lips. "So you'll fuck with him?" She cheesed. "I guess." "Yessss I'll go tell red, you go talk to him. He's waiting for you." She says making her way back to her boo. I swayed my way over to Chris. I stood next to him, leaning against the Dj table. He looked over at me as I sipped on my Amsterdam and pineapple juice. "Thanks for showing up" he says. "Nice party, thanks for inviting me." I swayed my body to the music. "Come dance with me." He demanded. I shifted my weight to one hip and crossed my arms, giving him a "nigga please" look. "My bad ma, will you dance with me?" He corrected himself grabbing one of my hands. "Much better." I said walking to the middle of the floor. My hand still in his as he followed me. 'Murder she wrote' came on so I moved my body slower. I felt Chris get closer on my backside as I rolled my hips around. He wrapped his whole arm around my waist, we grinded on each other still holding our drinks. He started feeling on my inner thighs. My back is turned to his chest. He started whispering in my ear. "How you get so thick?" I just smirked. "Don't worry about it." He leaned down and his lips grazed my neck. Mm, his warm breath trickled chills down my spine! "Damn, you smell good too." He husked in my ear. He better stop it. His face leaned closer to mine. He attempted to kiss me while still dancing. He leaned down and "WHAT THE FUCK?!" "Oh shit my bad ma. I didn't mean to..." He spilled his cup on me. I rolled my eyes stepping away from him. "Ugh Where's the bathroom?" "Come on I'll show you." He grabbed my hand and led me through the crowd and down a hall. He opened the door to a room, we walked through it into his bathroom. He gave me a wet paper napkin. "Thanks." "No problem baby." He cheesed. "Who?" "You know you feeling me." "Whatever."
Chris
I watched Tiffany clean off the top of her dress. It made her titties bounce the whole time. If I didn't know any better, she was doing this on purpose cause she know I'm staring. "You might as well take that off." "Why? So you can see my breasts?" Hell yes! "No, because it's stained. I'll give you a shirt and joggers if you want." "Yea." She stood in the bathroom while I got her some clothes. "Chris! I can't unzip this... Can you help?!" I went back in the bathroom to her struggling with her zipper. I burst out laughing. "Shit ain't funny, just unzip it for me. And DONT LOOK!" "You probably wore this for me anyway." "Don't flatter yourself." She blushed. I slowly undid her dress, she looked at me through the mirror. "Where're the clothes?" "Damn, I don't get a thank you?" "No, this is your fault. Now give me something to put on!" "Say thank you first or I'll make you." "You tried it. Move, I'll get it myself." She turned around facing me trying to push my body out the way.
Tiffany
In one swift moment this asshole put me on his bathroom counter, trapping me. Shit, that was sexy. He moved in between my legs. "You thought you was stronger than me? Say thank you!" "No" I mugged back. He grabbed my waist roughly biting my neck, he blew and sucked on that one spot. "What are you doing? We can't." "You can stop fronting now. I got you right where I want you and you like it." He says rubbing up my thighs. "Just go get me some clothes." I blushed grabbing his face from my neck. "Not until you thank me." "N-..." He grabbed my neck and crashed his lips into mine, toungue and all. Baby I like it rough. Mmm, the taste of Hennessy off his lips. I tightly pulled him into me by his shirt. We sucked on each other's lips. Great kisser, I wonder what else that tongue does. Chris's hands moved from my neck to my waist to my.... "Mmm no panties." He mumbled in my ear. He put two fingers up to my lips. "wet em." I thought to myself, it's whatever you want daddy. Looking him dead in his eyes, I opened my mouth to suck on his fingers. He mumbled a "Good girl." Staring back at me. His other hand rolled up my tight dress. Chris, too smooth, took his fingers from my mouth and went directly to my clit knowing just what to do. Mmmm. He rubbed me so right. I rolled myself around on his hand while he sucked my neck. I moaned in his ear while I felt down his shirt and went under rubbing his hard packs, all the way down to his... Dammmmmnnn, young bull is packinnnnggg.
Chris
She felt my shit and her eyes got big. I smirked at her expression, "yeah it's all me." She licked her lips. I kept massaging her girl, she undid my pants and pulled him out. I ain't even hard yet and she amazed. "I know you know what to do." She followed suit and grabbed the base. She stroked and stroked. Goddamn her wrist, fuck. I shoved two fingers in her, tight as hell. "OOOOH!" She squeaked in her sexy lil voice. I thrusted my hips into her hand. "Shit. Faster." I grunted. She squeezed it and pumped me quicker. I fingered her faster. "Mmmm, Chris!" She semi-screamed. She started leaking on my hand so I took my fingers out and sucked on them. So fucking sweet. I came on her hand too. She wiped it off with a tissue. "Lemme taste it." She smiled, "freak" I said kissing her. She sucked on my tongue. "Mmmm." She moaned in my mouth. I fixed my pants and she hopped down and pulled her dress down. We've been in here for a while so the spot on her dress dried up. "Can you zip me back up?" "Say please" "With a cherry on top." She mugged. Smart ass mouth, I can fix that. I zipped her dress and she started walking out. I grabbed her wrist. "Wait, where you going?" "My friend gets crazy drunk, I can't leave her out there." "Aaight well let me get ya number." I said handing her my phone. She saved her number as "Juicy😛💦🍑". I laughed when I read it. "Why you call yourself juicy?" "Act like you know." She smirked walking away. That fatty just kept jiggling. I have GOT to get some of that.
Tiffany
"So what took y'all so long in the bathroom? I was two seconds away from leaving with Redd." She asked me annoyed.
"He was just ummm... helping me." I smirked. "Yea right, I know y'all hooked up." I just laughed. If that's what she wants to call what we did then ok. We hooked up.

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