[MF] Fucked her on the bathroom floor and she went back to the party with cum on her face and tits

New Year's Eve, 2018

I had just gotten off a long shift working at a big department store and went out to go pick up two friends, Arturo and Shawn, to all go to our boss' party. I was the oldest of the group at 23, with the other two both being 20. We knew it wasn't going to be the best party in the world, but we felt obligated because she was pregnant, emotional, and, again, our boss. What we didn't expect was for the party to be about 80/20 men-to-women... and most of the women were taken. Happy fuckin' New Year.

Half a beer later, my buddies and I were all sitting on the couch when we heard a familiar voice walk in the door. We all turned our heads to see Audrey, a manager from a different department, entering the room and standing right over my shoulder. Audrey had just turned 24 and was a petite girl whose hair at that point was growing just past shoulder-length, her natural brunette poking through beneath the dyed blonde. She had recently started wearing big square-framed glasses that complimented her round face. She was right on that edge between "thin" and "curvy," with a nice round butt that my eyes always seemed to gravitate toward.

"I thought you were going to your new boyfriend's party?" Arturo asked.

"We broke up this morning," she said, sitting awkwardly on the arm of the couch next to me, "so I figured I'd come see what else was out there."

I grabbed her by the arm to help her balance, and rubbed my thumb over a little tattoo of Minnie Mouse on the back of her left arm, "is this new?" I asked.

"No, I've had it. You've really never noticed?"

"I knew about the Rebel symbol on the other side, but not this one," I said, referring to a Star Wars Rebel Alliance tattoo in the same place on her right arm.

"Maybe tonight I'll show you all my tattoos, so you don't miss any others," she said with a smile, before getting up to go grab a beer. She wasn't halfway to the kitchen before she'd been offered two from other guys at the party.

Arturo and Shawn both leaned over to look at me and express amazement that she was there. Everyone knew that Audrey was either first or second on every guy's "hottest girls in the store" list, depending on preferences. Everyone knew that I was an idiot last year when I ignored her very obvious advances on me because I was too focused on trying to bone a girl who had a boyfriend (to find out how that ends, check out the last story I wrote!).

"If you don't make a move on her tonight, I am," Arturo said. Shawn threw his hat in as well. I looked over at her and caught her eye as one of the guys who brought her a drink was still chatting her up. She smiled. I turned to my friends: "Go for it. Every guy at this party is going to be hitting on her, I don't wanna be just another guy." After they got done comparing me to female genitalia, the night continued.

Over the next couple hours I watched every single man, and even some of the taken ones, make their moves on her. At one point she went outside for a smoke break to get away from it all, and Arturo decided it was his time to try. I watched them stand out there for about 5 minutes before he came back in, quiet and disappointed, but wouldn't tell me why. I later learned that they spent most of the time talking about me, and by the end of it he was practically advocating for me.

A friendly game of beer pong saw me and Arturo take on Audrey and Shawn. Shawn pulled that whole "I'm gonna stand behind you and guide your arms to show you how to throw the ball" move, but the second he stepped away and she got ready to throw, she looked me right in the eyes with a mean look to try and intimidate me. Trying to win this game, of course I stuck my tongue out between my fingers to get in her head. She laughed so hard, she couldn't throw the ball for at least another minute.

As midnight approached, I decided it was my chance to go looking for her so I could "win" the New Year's kiss. I checked to see if she was out having a smoke, but the yard was empty. In the kitchen? Nope. All the guys were accounted for, so I knew one hadn't taken her anywhere. I found my way to the bathroom down the hall and knocked.

"Occupied," she said.

"There you are, I was looking for you. Find me when you're out," I said back. Before I even made it out of the hall I heard the door open behind me. I turned around and saw her waving me in. I entered the bathroom and she closed the door behind me.

"I had to get away from everyone for a minute. I seriously cannot stand all those guys out there right now," she said.

"Oh come on, Shawn seemed very confident showing you how to play a game you mastered 4 years before he even picked up his first beer."

She laughed, and we talked all about the different cheesy lines she'd heard that night. At one point, she had to ask the question that had been on her mind all night, "why is it that every guy at this party seems to be staring at me except the one guy I want to?" That's when I got to use my own cheesy line.

"I'm staring at you now," I said, locking my blue eyes to her green. I held her head in my hand and kissed her. "For all that staring, and all that flirting, did any of those guys get to do that tonight?"

"No."

"Well then I'd say my plan worked," I said.

"You're an ass," she replied. I kissed her again, moving my hands down her back until I'd grabbed her ass.

"No, this is," I said. She snort-laughed and playfully slapped my cheek. "Be careful with that, I think I've got a half-chub now," I said. She giggled, and we continued making out.

It wasn't long before I was throwing her shirt on the ground behind me. She undid my button and zipper, and slid my jeans down my legs. I pulled them off my feet and threw them back. "I hope that's a full chub now because if it gets any bigger we're gonna have a problem," she said. I reassured her that I was done growing now, and sat down on the toilet.

Audrey, I should mention, had a small mouth. Cutest damned smile you've ever seen, I'll say that. I can close my eyes and still see every time she ever smiled at me. I learned after the fact that my cock was the thickest she had been with which intimidated her at first. Her fear was that she wouldn't be able to do much with it, and I'd think she was bad.

She started off slow, just licking the tip and sucking the head. She spit in her hand and used that to lube up my cock so she could use her hand on the shaft. Soon, she was getting down about a quarter of the way, and when she was feeling really brave, she got down to half. Each time she'd go a little further, she'd lift her head off to catch her breath and look up at me with soft eyes and a smile to see how I was enjoying it. I feel like I'm making this sound worse than it was, but it was a great blowjob. Her enthusiasm made it so much better.

After a couple minutes, she lifted her head with a satisfying 'pop' and told me her jaw was starting to get sore, so we switched and I got down for her. I reached up her skirt, pulled her panties down, and got my head up underneath. I'm not going to lie and pretend I'm great at this - or even good - but something about this moment made this some of the best head I've ever given... at least in my opinion. She liked it, so there's that. The sound of music thumping and chatter in the living room outside drowned out her soft moans. She let out these cute little squeaks as I licked her that really turned me on. I could feel her clenching her muscles as she shifted in her seat. I was already starting to get tired myself with the only thing keeping me going being the sense that she was close.

Eventually, I had to give in and give up. I laid her down on the rug and got on top. I kissed her once more, lifted her skirt, and inserted myself. She closed her eyes and scrunched her face as I entered, then released all the tension in one intense gasp. She was as tight as her petite body suggested she would be and extremely wet. I could feel the resistance at first as her body adjusted to my girth, but before long we were fully in motion.

We didn't know it yet, but down there on the ground was how we'd ring in the New Year. Soon after starting, we heard an excited countdown from outside.

10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1.

I looked down at her, wished her a happy New Year, and gave her a big kiss. "Is this where you thought you'd be in 2019?" I asked.

"Many times," she said. "Do you think they're looking for us?"

I looked down at my phone to multiple missed texts from Arturo. "Probably, but I don't really care." We kissed again, and I continued thrusting inside her. At one point I remember kicking my legs back for better leverage and accidentally kicking the bathroom door pretty hard. I thought for sure we were about to be caught by someone coming to investigate, but after a short while, I realized we were in the clear.

At first I was making short, slow strokes. I held the back of her head up off the cold hard ground so she could look me in the eyes while I did thrusted inside her. Once she started easing into it a bit more, I started going faster and deeper. I took my hand off her head to get better leverage and it plopped down on the tile with a thud.

"Oh shit, are you okay?" I asked. She snort-laughed again and nodded her head through it. I laughed along with her and pulled the hand-towel off the counter to put under head, then went back to thrusting. I started to notice her loving eye contact had turned into a closed-eyes sort of pained expression, so I stopped and asked her if I was hurting her. She promised that I wasn't but that she was getting close and to keep going. When she came, she lifted her head up and scrunched her face. I put my hand back on the back of her head and held it until she was done, then gently laid it back on the towel. Didn't want to take any chances of her pulling back too hard because that towel was definitely not thick enough to protect her from any more than light taps.

I pulled out and asked to switch. I laid down on the floor and let her slide down on top of me. She held onto the counter for balance as she unhooked her bra with the other hand, unleashing her perky little tits in my face. Before she even had a chance to get on, we heard a knock on the door.

"Occupied!" I shouted.

"Collin? I haven't seen you in a while, I figured you'd run off somewhere with Audrey," the party host said through the door.

"No I'm just feeling a bit sick. Too much to drink, I think," I said back. Audrey held her hand over her mouth to stifle her laughter. I held up a finger to shush her.

"Oh no, do you need anything to help?"

"No, no, I just need to wash up, I should be fine."

"Okay, well, find me when you get out."

We waited a moment until we heard the footsteps leave the hall. "She is going to kill me if she finds out about this," Audrey said. Her and the host weren't particularly close, but as managers of two different departments, they worked together more than with many others, and the host, my boss, was very territorial about her employees.

"Let's finish up and get out of here," I said. She asked what would be the best way to get it done quickly. We stood up, I cleared a spot off on the counter, bent her down over it, and got back to work from behind. Her skirt fully wrapped around her stomach, I got the perfect view of her round ass that I'd spent so much time staring at. Even better than that: my cock sliding into her pussy right under it. How I didn't cum that second is a mystery to me, but we managed to keep going for a bit longer. I put my hands on her shoulders, and saw a little tattoo on her left shoulder blade that read, "Fear is the mind-killer."

"I didn't know you were a Dune fan, too," I said. She was confused at first, then admitted it with a laugh. "Any more tattoos I should know about?"

Another knock on the door, this time another random party guest. I stopped thrusting to yell through the door, "Occupied! Go upstairs." We could hear grumbling from outside.

"I'm not on birth control, by the way," Audrey told me in a moment of clarity before we started back up. Thank God she told me when she did, because I was getting ready to cum and definitely would've made the wrong choice. "Can you cum if I suck you? I'll swallow," she said. Can't complain with that.

I pulled out to sit back down on the toilet and she got on her knees to keep sucking. I was already practically at the point of finishing, so it didn't take long.

"I'm cumming," I said. She lifted her head up and leaned in to ask what I said, just in time to get blasted in the chin with a rope of cum. Then another. She smiled in amused disappointment as I continued to cover her and myself. We both sat there smiling and laughing at each other as my cock continued dry-pulsing in her hand.

"That was a fucking lot, actually, I'm kind of glad I didn't try and swallow that," she said, "but this is a whole fucking mess! I need to clean up before we go back out."

She cleaned a bit of it up with her finger and licked it off as I grabbed a towel hanging on the door to help her with the rest. She splashed some water on it to wash off the stickiness and checked the mirror to make sure her make-up still looked fine. I came up behind her to slap her ass with my half-chub cock and reached around to hold her stomach. We embraced for a moment and expressed disbelief that this had finally happened.

We made an agreement for me to leave first and make sure the coast is clear before she'd come back and say she went out for a smoke and walked up the block. Before I opened the door, she stopped me. "There's one more you should know about," she said, then pulled her skirt down to reveal a little four-leaf clover on her hip.

"A little luck came in handy tonight, more than once," I said, "let's hope it keeps its charm a little longer."

We made it out just fine and reintegrated into the party. Arturo and Shawn definitely didn't buy our stories, so I lied and told them I had joined her on her walk but nothing happened, we just talked. I don't think they bought that either, but they gave it up for the time being.

I kept looking over at her throughout the night and we'd share a knowing smile as guys continued to hit on her. "Where were you? I was looking for my New Year's kiss!" I heard that line at least 3 times.

When the light caught her chest at just the right angles, I could still see little shimmery drops of residue where we didn't quite do a thorough enough job of cleaning her up. It wasn't totally obvious unless you were looking for it, but something seriously turned me on knowing all those guys were hitting on her while my cum dried on her face, neck, and chest.

We thought we'd totally gotten away with it until the time came to say goodbyes and my boss kissed her on the cheek. Something must have felt sticky or tasted extra salty, or maybe she also noticed the spots where we didn't do the best job. No words were said, but according to Audrey, her face said it all. She looked her up and down and just let out a knowing "hmmm," before moving on to the next guest.

Audrey and I started dating shortly after that, but we still always denied what happened in that bathroom. It was just an innocent little walk that started it all. The details were for us to know, and, I guess, now you all.