A while ago, I invited one of my friends from work, a 27-year-old woman, to a football game with my cousin (M30). We were all having fun during the game, and we had some drinks both before and during the match. At halftime, I noticed they were getting close, and soon they started kissing. I didn’t mind at all. By the end of the game, we were all excited and, fueled by the alcohol, decided to continue drinking at her condo.

After a few more drinks at her place, she began to flirt with me, getting very close to my body. I could feel her breast brushing against my arm, which immediately got me in the mood. She quickly noticed the bulge under my pants, and I placed my hand on her lower back, slowly moving down to see how she’d react. Just then, my cousin had to step out to take a call, leaving us alone.

As soon as he left, she pulled me close and began unbuttoning my pants, her hands eagerly playing with my growing hardness. She whispered, “I want to feel you inside me,” and I sat down on the couch. She quickly took off her shorts and climbed on top of me, riding me like no one ever had. I removed her top, my mouth exploring her breasts and nipples as she moaned—a sound that still drives me wild whenever I think about it. She came first, and moments later, I followed, filling her with my hot release.

I didn’t even notice when my cousin came back; he was just patiently waiting in the room.