The Perfect Ending

Like I have said in my previous post, my friends and I were pretty well known guys. But of the group, it was Josh and me that got most the attention. The ladies loved us for some reason. Perhaps because we carried ourselves well and kept clean. We had nice cars and dated pretty girls. What is not to love, right?

Josh had always had a girlfriend, but the girls loved this man. We lived together and I was 19, him, 18. We constantly had bets on who could get with the hottest girls. (Of our status level of coarse) Once we got them home, we would see who could get them to moan the loudest. Sometimes we would take it as far as holding them up against his bedroom door. Just so that he could hear her moan that close and loud.

Well this one night, me, Josh and Brad were making plans to go out to this night club and pick up some women. Or at least try. The night club was a 18 and over club. 18 to get in and 21 to drink. We had fake ID's so getting drunk was no problem. (Which later in life I got arrested for, but that's another story)

So we get to this club and end up seeing two girls we knew really well, Lauren and Laura. Try not to get the names confused, it's hard enough when you're drunk. So we are drinking and partying. Dancing was a must. The "pickins" were pretty slim. There apparently was something else going on. So we all left and decided to go back to mine and Jeff's house to party.

The five of us left together and went back home to party hard. When we got there Josh was trashed and passed out on the recliner. The girls were hungry and Brad didn't drink so he went to get food.

"To hell with it," I said "I'm turning on some music." So I turned the stereo on and we drank some more and danced a little bit. Laura was for some reason extremely flirtatious with me. And she is absolutely beautiful. About 5' 5", 100 lbs, natural blonde and had one hell of an ass. She wasn't too gifted in the breast department, but never the less, was perfect.

I was wore out and I sat on the couch. Lauren and Laura were in the hallway, scheming. As always. So I was sitting there trying to figure out what they were saying. They then come around the corner and they announced they both agree that they would like to see my dick. After a short time of confusion and awe, I told them that I would pacify their curiosity only for a lap dance in exchange. One song each. They agreed. So in our accord I stand up, unzipped my pants, and dropped them. They both stood there looking at it. Lauren walked toward me and kind of fondled it as if it was fake.

Then I sat back down on the couch and said "your turn." Lauren went first, she decided to take it up and notch and gave me one with her thong and bra on only. It was one hell of a lap dance.

Laura's turn. The new song came on and she just stood there looking at me with this look of lust in her eyes. Not to be shown up by Lauren, she took off her pants, and thongs. Had just a shirt on. Which I was fine with.

I just sat there in awe admiring her perfectly formed body. I couldn't help but notice how well shaved she was. How clean she kept it. And when she straddled me to dance how insanely attracted I was to her. Well the way that my dick was facing it made the downward thrusts a little painful. So I reached down between her legs and pulled my cock up to reposition it. In the process she was moving back down and the head slid through her slit and back out. I, at this point, couldn't help but notice how wet she was.

That song ended way too soon. All the sudden we saw lights in the drive way. It was Brad, back with the food. We all ate and the mood died down. Brad fell asleep in the bedroom on my bed. Lauren and Laura fell asleep on the floor next to the couch. And the couch is where I fell asleep.

At some point in the night I felt a hand reach down my pants and grab a hold of my cock. I wasn't sure who is was it was so dark. The hand then pulled and let me on to the floor. I looked up and I saw blonde hair hovering over my crotch area. It was Laura. She pulled my dick out and started to suck it. She had the perfect soft cheeks, the perfectly moist mouth. I didn't feel a single tooth. Not only was the creating the perfect vacuum but she could put it all in her mouth. Deep throating it on every intake. I was in pure ecstasy. It couldn't have been maybe 3 minutes and I had let go the biggest load ever. She didn't spill a drop. I was so in shock I just layed there, panting.

She looked up at me smiled and said "how did that feel."

How did that feel? I thought. It couldn't have been better. The, by far, best blow job I've ever had. True story!

To be continued...