This was a few years ago, when I was a bit younger and a lot more willing to risk it all for sex.

My friend, we'll call him Jack, had been dating this girl we'll call April for maybe six months at the time. There was a party being thrown by a mutual friend to celebrate finishing his degree. I don't really go to parties, but I like this mutual friend enough that I'll go hang out with him. It was around 8PM I got there with a few mixed vodka drinks and a plan to leave as soon as I could.

It was a decent sized party. Maybe fifteen people total spread across this house. In the backyard mostly, a few talking in the kitchen, occasionally someone would wander the house to look at the art on the walls. I'd taken up residence in the kitchen, sipping away at my drinks, when Jack and April arrived.

Jack is just a hair over six foot tall with scruffy brown hair and a decent tan from a lot of time spent working in gardens. April is about 5'3 with a blue pixie cut in a button-up shirt and booty shorts. I'm the middle-ground at 5'8. I remember Jack arriving and greeting everyone, including me, and being a social butterfly. But April was a bit more shy. We'd met like twice before and she'd not said much, but I thought she was pretty; and off limits.

So the party is going, and Jack is out in the backyard doing his socializing. I'm at the kitchen counter, this separated island in the middle of the large floor, when April grabs a seat beside me. There wasn't anyone else sat down, so she didn't have to sit next to me.

At first she didn't really say anything, just kind of sat there twiddling her thumbs. So I offered her a drink. She took it, and after a bit she started to talk.

We talked about some work stuff and things that don't really matter. But then I remember she asked me about my dating life.

I'd been dating someone a few months ago but that had flamed out. And I'd been floating around single for a bit having casual flings. I told her as much, just kept things casual and had hookups. I asked her how things were with Jack and she told me they were good.

April started asking me about my sex life. They were, relatively, innocent at first. What's it like? Do you try new things often? Do you get tired of it?

Then she started probing. And I noticed it. I looked into the backyard from the kitchen and I could see Jack busy talking with another friend. I didn't want to wrong Jack, he was my friend. But my cock wasn't going to let that stop me trying.

"What's the craziest thing you've done?" She asked at one point. I don't know if it was here or earlier, but she was suddenly sat right next to me, no space between our chairs and legs. I told her about the time I hooked up with an older woman while her husband was home. I told her about her sneaking out of the house and into my car, us finding a quiet street, and how she rode me in the backseat.

April's hand found its way onto my leg. Just above the knee, but it was moving. She asked me more questions. Asking me to tell her about things I've tried. How good some girls are at blowjobs, how often I fucked raw and came in them.

It was at this point, with the questions getting blatantly flirty and erotic that I felt my decision making go out the window. I put my hand on her leg. She spread her legs, just enough for me to get the message. I pushed my hand up her leg, feeling her smooth skin, until I touched her shorts. Her hand moved up my leg, over my pants, and stopped over my cock.

I remember April looking at me, hand over my cock, and saying, "How long do you think Jack will be out there?" And she squeezed, gently enough.

"Long enough I hope." Was about what I said.

We got up and left the kitchen. I knew where the nearest bathroom was and I led April in. The second that door was locked she was on me. Kissing me, tongue exploring my mouth. Her hands fiddled with my pants, while I undid hers and shoved them down. She wore some lacey underwear that I was a bit more gentle with as I shoved them out of the way.

She told me to fuck her. I didn't waste any time. I spun her around, she put her hands on the sink and bent over. I took my cock and rubbed the head against her slit and she was soaking wet. I pushed in, feeling myself glide through her tight, wet, pussy. Down to the hilt. She moaned, biting her lip to keep it quieter. I took hold of her hips and started to fuck.

Trying to keep it slow and quiet was tough. A hard effort to make long strokes that I quickly abandonded for hammering into her pussy. I dug my fingers into her waist and held her tight, pulling her back against me. She let slip a few moans, covering her mouth with her hand. We didn't stop. I felt my orgasm coming, and I decided I was going to risk it. I didn't tell her.

As it was about to hit, I moaned and squeezed her body. I told her, "I'm cumming." as I pressed into her. She just pushed back against me, and let me go. I came as deep into her as I could. Several strong twitches of my cock and I was spent. We were breathing hard and sweaty. To my surprise, she turned around and dropped to her knees, taking my cock into her hand and sucking me into her mouth.

She took a minute to lick my cock all over. Swirling her tongue around the head, licking up and down the shaft. Then just a moment of deepthroat, to make sure it was all clean.

April sent me out of the bathroom, a bit dizzy and probably more dehydrated than when I went in. She was in there for a few minutes, then came out acting like nothing happened. She was sat a bit away again like before, and just played on her phone for a while until Jack came and collected her.

Those two broke up maybe three months later, apparently Jack found her too boring for his social life. That's a shame.