Thanks everyone for all the kind words on the previous post. Here’s the story of how I got a blowjob and an invitation from Isabel to her holiday home on the same night.

Skip to the *** for the dirty part.

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It was during the first summer of the pandemic. I had been locked up in my home for a few months while studying at university before returning to my parents’ house to spend the summer and meet some old friends. As a student you don’t always have the best communication with your parents and therefore I was unaware that they were leaving a week after I had come back home. The lockdown had softened a bit and they decided to take the opportunity. As did I. A spacious home, warm weather, friends also going back to their hometown and finally being allowed to have friends over. What’s not to like for a frustrated young man?

The first big night of drinking, music and games was with the four of us; Peter, Isabel, Amber and myself. Peter has been my best friend for quite some time and usually one of the first people I invite on these kinds of nights. Amber and I had a quick fling a few years back but we’ve since turned into good friends. She looks like a Scandinavian princess, white blonde hair just past her shoulder, small braids, luscious lips, some freckles and deep blue eyes that could stare into your soul (god if only it worked out between us). Finally we have Isabel, the girl of this story. I’ve previously described her as a typical next-door Spanish brunette with an ass to die for.

But there is one more important thing about Isabel you should know, she is a major tease. She would keep daring you and turning you on throughout the evening with the hopes that you’ll admit that you want her. If you did, however, she would make sure to solve the issue for you.

Before this night, I had only ever kissed with Isabel once during a Christmas party. Ever since then we had been in touch a few times and saw each other once or twice with some notable tension between us. I hoped to further pursue the matter this particular night so as I let her in the house I gave her a hug and placed my hand low on her back to signal that the interest from my side was still there. Amber followed behind quickly, noticed what I did and gave me a kiss on the cheek which was a little too close to my mouth and smiled while reading my mind with those blue eyes of her.

As the evening went on we danced in the living room before settling down around a table for another game of cards. Isabel decided to sit on my lap for some reason and kept twisting and turning so I wouldn’t see her cards. She still lost the first round and had to play a different game to decide how much she had to drink, Peter and Amber dealt the cards on the table for Isabel to see. She leaned forward to do so but kept her ass on my lap, effectively giving me a lapdance as well as a full view of her ass. That night she wore on of those thin pants which were tight around her ass, allowing you to see each cheek separately, and got looser as it went down her legs.

Now it had been quite a dry period for me, as I had been locked up in my home. This, combined with Isabel’s firm ass grinding on my lap, made me hard. It was a warm night so I only wore shorts and was worried that Isabel would feel my growing member straining against the fabric of my shorts. It felt like an eternity of her rubbing her ass on my lap, but eventually she left to get her drink for the game she lost. I quickly scooted towards the table and hoped nobody saw a thing.

Isabel came back, told us she was having so much fun and asked us what we were doing the next few weeks. Peter mentioned that he was going on holiday and Amber and I said we’d be in town for a few more weeks with nothing special planned. Isabel then told her that she was going to her parents’ holiday home in Spain with mutual friends of ours and excitingly asked us to book a flight to join them. We asked her if she was serious, which she was, and quickly agreed to do so. However, we did keep in mind that there was some alcohol involved. You know how these things go, drunk promises aren’t always followed up.

A little later Peter and Amber were debating which one of them was the least drunk and I decided it’d be a perfect time for a refill. Standing in the kitchen I could hear them laugh and come up with ridiculous arguments, when suddenly Isabel walked into the kitchen. She comes up to me and says that she also needs a refill to reach their level, while pointing towards the living room. I laugh when suddenly she says: “I guess you’ll need to fill up your glass too since you can still get hard”.

I’m standing there like a deer in headlights, frozen and not sure how to respond. I know that I can’t stare into those glasses forever so I turn my head to Isabel to gauge her expression. She looks at me with a devilish grin on her face throwing me even further off-guard. I manage to stumble out an “uhhh” and before I know it she has stepped forward and we’re making out in the kitchen.

Loud laughter from the living room breaks our short make out session, only for Isabel to smile at me again and say: “Drinks?”. I regain my composure and decide to make some nice cocktails for us, I’m mixing it up and finishing with squeezing out a lime. I get some on my hands and want to walk towards the sink to clean them. Isabel intercepts me and grabs my hand while saying that she’ll help me. She closes my hand so that only my index finger is still pointing out and looks me in the eyes as she slowly licks it from the bottom to the top, giving me a cheeky smile afterwards.

Apparently this paralysed my inhibition as I could only say: “Fuck, you make me hard”. Her smile got even wider and her eyes squeezed a little. She grabbed her drink and walked back to the living room. I actually cleaned my hands as an excuse to calm my dick down and followed her back to the living room. Peter and Amber were unaware of what just happened and seemed to both be losing the debate of who was the least drunk. Isabel placed her hand on my leg and leaned towards me, she suggested that her and Amber would stay the night as Amber was too drunk to go home. I agreed, because after all, who wouldn’t help a damsel in distress?

We decided to call it a night, Peter lived close by and was able to walk home. We waved him goodbye and went upstairs to prepare for bed. I had offered the girls to sleep in my bed and I would take the guest room. As I went to brush my teeth I could hear Isabel talk to Amber with Amber’s replies being no more than one or two words. I walked back to see what was going on and only Isabel was standing in the hallway. She had ‘convinced’ her drunk friend that she’d be better off sleeping in the guest bedroom and Amber had apparently already passed out (Amber later confirmed she was too drunk to understand and just wanted to sleep, so she didn’t mind).

I dropped all my clothes except for my underwear and got into bed. Isabel stripped off her socks and pants, leaving her in a short, tight white top and lace black panties. She immediately straddled me and we started making out. I moved my hands from her legs up to her ass, giving it a soft squeeze with my left hand and a smack with my right hand. I could feel her smiling while I did that before she pulled back from my face. She looks down at me and slowly starts grinding on top of me. I bite my lip which only seems to motivate her more. “Am I still making you hard?” she says with a smile from ear to ear and I moan a soft “Mhmmm”.

“Should I use my mouth again?” Isabel says. All the blood has left my brain at this point so I only manage to say please. I help her take off my underwear and she places herself between my legs in doggy position, giving me a good view of her ass. She grabs the bottom of my dick with one hand and moves it around, allowing her to give some soft wet kisses on my thighs and lower stomach. Eventually she’s had enough and looks me deep in the eyes as she licks my dick from the bottom to the top, in the exact way as she did with my finger. I moan and let my head fall back while hearing her chuckle. She is now taking me deeper into her mouth and simultaneously using her hand in a twisting motion. Fuck this girl knows what she’s doing.

I’m getting somewhat close when suddenly Isabel sits up on her knees, looking down at me once more. One hand still on the bottom of my dick, the other slowly stroking the tip in a twisting motion. She asks me if I like what she’s doing and just before she finishes her question she speeds up her hand. The intense feeling and change of pace make me squirm a little. The confident “yes” I planned to say turned into a moaning half-assed attempt, at the pleasure of Isabel. She watched me squirm for a few more seconds before asking me if I want to cum, also speeding up right before finishing this question. I let out a loud moan before she’s even finished the question and she realises it’s bound to happen anyway, quickly moving down to place her lips around my tip. Looking up at me, she continued the twisting motion with her hand while caressing my frenulum with her tongue as my dick is in her mouth. All the sensations and her eyes looking up at me become too much. I buckle as I cum in her mouth and I feel like my soul left my body. Isabel carelessly swallows and lies down next to me. We talk a little more and fall asleep.

The next morning I’ve made the girls breakfast in the kitchen. They both join and we discuss the previous night before Isabel reminds us to book our flights, she was serious about the invitation.

This holiday turned into some sort of sexual journey, but those are some other stories.

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The story got quite long which wasn’t planned. Please let me know what you think or which kind of stories you’d like to read next. Isabel, Amber, Joanne or perhaps something new?