Pregaming and the Afterparty

Pregaming then the Afterparty
Ch. 1: The Pregame
“C’mon baby, it’ll be a lot of fun,” I begged my girlfriend. “I’ll be with you the whole time and I promise that I won’t drink at all.” “Alright, I’ll go, hey I gotta go, see ya tomorrow. Love you babe.” “Alright baby doll, I’ll see you tomorrow.” I was talking about the end of summer blow-out that my friend was throwing. It was gonna be the biggest party of the year. It was gonna be out on the lake so the chance of it getting busted was minimal. There was gonna be a keg, a big bonfire and togas, it was gonna be awesome! His parents owned a cabin out on the lake and had their own dock for their boat. The plan was for his closest buddies and their girlfriends to come out for some tubing and a going away BBQ that afternoon and then have most of the senior class come out that night for the party.
So the next day with some extra clothes for the day after, my Toga sheet, and a bottle of Beam for me and my best buds to split I loaded up in my Wrangler that my parents bought with my college savings since I got a full ride and went to pick up my girl. She’s probably the smartest person I know and sexy as all get out, with perfect DD’s and the cutest little ass that has the perfect amount of bounce when she walks, and the most captivating blue eyes you’ve ever seen. I pulled up to her house about 11:30 and she was waiting in some Daisy Duke’s and a new bikini top that I’d never seen before…it was skimpy and purple and barely contained her luscious breasts. I stared slack-jawed as she walked over and tried to climb into my Jeep. I just recently had a 6 inch lift and 40” tires put in on it, which made it rather difficult for her to get in. I snapped back into reality and grabbed her hand and hauled her into the passenger seat. “Why’d you hafta lift this damn thing up so high, I can barely get in,” she nagged. I stuck my tongue out at her and said, “well when I look at you from way up here I can usually stare down your shirt,” I smirked and pulled away as she was getting her seat belt on.
It was about a 40 minute car ride out to the lake and once we got onto the highway I couldn’t help but start to get distracted by what she was wearing…I’d never seen her wear a string bikini before and I could tell it was the thong type bottom because I could see the strings riding up her hips. I wasn’t wearing a shirt because I was damned proud of my body and although it wasn’t chiseled, it was nicely toned. I’d been doing a lot of running lately which helped me to tan all over really nicely. I was wearing some camouflage cargo style swimming trunks that hung down a little past my knees. As I was driving my mind kept wandering to what was beneath that top and bottom…and it started to show. I wasn’t wearing a shirt so I didn’t have any way to hide it. So I just let it go, a few minutes later she leaned over and asked in just barely a whisper, “is that for me,” and nipped the bottom of my earlobe before pulling back. I groaned deep down in my chest and said, “if you want it you gotta get it because I’m driving baby.” She reached over and started tracing small circles all around my now throbbing cock without ever touching it. We were about 20 minutes away and I begged, “please baby, you can’t leave me like this, I don’t want to walk around in front of everyone with a raging hardon.” She just grinned; it was the most sinfully evil grin, and she yanked my shorts down, exposing my throbbing 7 in. cock to the afternoon sun. She loosened up her seatbelt and leaned over and just exhaled over the tip making me shiver with anticipation. Then she swallowed me down to the base, I could almost feel the tip tickling her tonsils. She did this three times coating my cock with saliva. Then she raised up catching her breath and bent back over to take the first few inches in her mouth and started bobbing up and down on it while jacking me off with her left hand and tickling my sperm laden balls with her right. It felt so good that I was having difficulty focusing on the road but I was managing. We hadn’t done any fooling around in the past couple days so I had a big batch of baby cream saved up for her and I was more than willing to shoot it down her throat. It couldn’t have been more than a few minutes before I started to feel that familiar tingling in my balls so I gasped, “baby, I’m gonna shoot!,” so she quickened her pace and started bobbing farther and farther down all the while groaning in her throat, knowing that I could feel the vibrations. Finally I couldn’t take it anymore and I exploded down her throat…there were 8 big spurts I shot down her throat into her belly. She finished swallowing and slurped up all the juices off my now deflating dick and said, “that was yummy, but you owe me later…”
That afternoon went by in a blur of sunshine and lake water. We were out on the lake for 4 and a half hours before we called it a day so we could go in and rest up for the party that night.