This happened some years ago; the year I graduated from uni actually. I think I've got the essence of most of what happened although some details are a little hazy.

I was dating a girl, Jenny, from the same city but ever since graduating I had been living and working in another city. This meant we didn't get much chance to see each other. She had been a virgin when I met her and it's safe to say that when she finally decided to take the plunge it was like opening the floodgates. She was insatiable when we had time to spend together. I loved that.

I had blue balls before she decided to take that plunge. While I really got off on making her cum, the lack of getting my rocks off was a real challenge. Yes, you read that right, while she did let me get her off and enjoyed it, the most she would do was stroke me through my jeans or if I was lucky, grip and squeeze my bare cock. She wasn't yet comfortable with taking the next step and I didn't pressure her. However, this is relevant to the story because it quickly became apparent to me through my constant teasing of her that one of the things she really enjoyed was when I gripped her ass and slid a finger between her legs while we were out together. She was pretty sensitive so even through her jeans she would get very close to orgasm just by me doing that. I enjoyed being able to evoke such a reaction in her and had started taking every opportunity to get her worked up when we were out in public. When we eventually ended up having piv sex this particular foreplay became almost a ritual. I would get her worked up and later, when we were on our own, there would be mind blowing sex.

Get back to the story dammit, I hear you say.

So, back to a gathering in a mate's house back in the uni city. I'm pretty sure it was for a students union graduation ball, a side affair so not worth the expense of arranging hotels and such. So about 16 of us, some partners included, were crashing in his place. His father had bought the house years previously and it was where they lived throughout uni. We were party animals at that time, but as it turned out, we were just burned out this evening after the ball so it became a somewhat quieter affair as we all sat around joking, laughing and drinking. There was somewhat sombre air as someone had mentioned that uni was finished, those days were over and many of us had moved to different places with the jobs we got.

(Don't fret, good readers, it all worked out ok, we continued to burn the candle at both ends for quite some time; we didn't let something like growing up get in the way of our fun.)

So as the conversation and laughing and drinking continued, Jenny, who was a drinking lightweight, was starting to wane. Noticing this but feeling a little frisky myself I decided to have a little fun with her. I got closer to her on the sofa and covertly slid my hand under her ass, which was easy to do because she was wearing a long, loose, flowing dress. To all intents and purposes it looked to everyone else that I was just cuddling up to my girl. She started to perk up. Every now and then, after I would press my outstretched fingers upward she would give me a cheeky smile or I'd feel her tense her muscles pushing down on my fingers or grinding on my upturned palm. Occasionally I'd manage to stretch my middle and index fingers up enough that I could move them forward beyond the cleft of her ass so that I was getting enough direct pressure either between her pussy lips or on her clit that she would squirm a little or take a sharp intake of breath.

Another aside: I figured this was about all the fun I'd have that night because there were more people than rooms available and some had already claimed their beds for the night. We figured, as a couple, we would take a bed in an adjoining room but knew there could be others sleeping in the room too.

However, I was really enjoying her reaction to what I was doing. Obviously, I was being as discreet as possible because we were in the lounge, which full of people. Every now and then she would ease herself off my hand. I figured this was to save her from embarrassment in front of everyone. However, being the horny fucker I was, I'd work my way back under her again until she started squirming again.

As the night went on people started drifting away gradually. Eventually it got to the point that so few were left in the lounge that someone would notice what I was doing, and besides a couple of the guys were waiting in the sofa to sleep on. So, after I had got her suitably worked up, I burst her balloon and suggested that since a few of the group had already gone into the adjoining bedroom that we should probably slink in ourselves before the last bed was taken.

We stumbled through the dark to realise that there were either two or three snoring guys on the floor, another guy and his girlfriend had taken the bed by the wall. The bed in the middle of the room was free. (Did I mention we are a mannerly bunch? Even in the chaos of a house party the bed we'd placed dibs on was left for us.)

Anyhow, I peeled off my rented tux and climbed into bed in my boxers. Jenny insisted on putting on her pyjamas in the pitch black dark, which resulted in her falling about the place leading to us getting into fits of drunken, tired giggles. We disturbed some of our cohabitants but I don't think anyone woke at that point.

We climbed into the small bed and cuddled up close together. I decided to be a good boy and not tease her further but she started giggling again and so to quieten her I kissed her. She responded immediately by pushing her tongue into my mouth and what started as a relatively innocent kiss for the sake of self-preservation (ok, that might be a little overly dramatic, our lives didn't actually depend upon it) started to take a more interesting twist. At this point I was still oblivious to how turned on she was, as I assumed her proclivity towards shyness would mean no action that night, even though it had probably been at least a month since we'd seen each other and both of us wanted badly to fuck each other's brains out.

I broke the kiss and turned onto my back. After a couple of minutes she turned on her side and slid her leg into mine and crushed her tiny frame against mine. I put my arm around her and hugged her to me. I immediately felt her hard nipples on my side and eventually my chest as she crawled a little more on top of me and sought out my mouth with hers. Again I broke the passionate kiss after a minute or so and whispered jokingly to her something about her nipples cutting into me.

I could feel her mouth turn up in a smirk and then she said something along the lines of, "If you think that's bad, you should feel this", as she grabbed my other hand and thrust it inside her pyjamas.

She was fucking soaking. Dripping. Her entire labia were slick and even her thighs were wet. I was shocked and delighted and while I had been somewhat horny up to that point, I got rock hard instantly. There is nothing more sexy than a woman who wants you that much, in my estimation.

I didn't need any more of a hint and eased my fingers up and down between her lips repeatedly, reveling in the wetness coating my fingers. I felt her fingers slide down along mine and press them harder against her. She held her hand there, following the movement of my fingers for a little before snaking her fingers further down and into her cunt. I followed suit. She was soaking wet and felt so hot and tight, almost as if she was already close to orgasm. She drew her fingers out and fumbled around until she found the waistband of my boxers and slipped her hand in. The feeling of her fingers, coated in her juices on the head of my cock nearly made me groan out loud. In fact, if it wasn't for the fact that there were 5 other people in the room, I would have. She used her fingers and thumb to slide down and around the head repeatedly while I continued to plunge my fingers inside her and roll my thumb around her clit. Not easy to do in this particular position but we didn't have a lot of flexibility to move around.

Eventually she pressed her hips forward so that I was no longer able to move my hands freely. She leaned up to my ear and whispered that she wanted me inside her. Now it was my turn to be hesitant. I whispered back that the condoms were in my bag and besides, we weren't alone. It didn't matter to her. She had to have me inside her. She pleaded, saying that I could just slip inside for a minute, that I didn't have to cum. Well really! Not for the first or last time in my life I let the wrong head take over the thinking.

Jenny pushed her pyjamas down over her hips, skillfully maneuvered my cock out through the front of my boxers and I got between her lithe, spread legs. At this point someone else in the room moved. They turned or something, I'm not quite sure what. We both held our breaths and tried not to move a muscle. I tried to determine whether we were hearing the sounds of 5 different people breathing but it was impossible to differentiate. Jenny was getting impatient though. She was obviously very worked up. She gripped the cheeks of my ass and pulled me to her. In one long slow movement I impaled my cock in her, sliding all the way in until I bottomed out. It was such a fucking fantastic feeling. The reason I remember some of these events after the fact is because of the very specific sensations or impressions that are left with me. Aside from how horny she was as I played with her in the lounge, this is the one that sticks with me. It was as if all sensation in my body had been redirected to my dick. She did make a little sound in the back of her throat which seemed to cause someone in the room to move again but I was gone past being able to stop. I continued to ease myself in and out of her, as she gripped progressively harder, seemingly involuntarily on me.. After just three or four strokes her legs started quivering and she buried her face in my neck, I felt her spasm around me and I had to completely stop moving to hold off my own orgasm.

At this point there was more movement from elsewhere in the room and someone let out a sigh, or yawn or something, so we lay dead still for a minute or two. Although, at the beginning of that she wasn't able to lie particularly still as she was jerking and squirming. I decided that there was a little too much movement elsewhere in the room and the sounds I heard coming from someone suggested that they might actually be awake. Jenny also apparently started to feel a little guilty after coaxing me to fuck her and started withdrawing her hips as she pushed mine upwards and off her. She nuzzled into my neck, apparently unconcerned about my throbbing cock. I informed her, while biting on her lip, that she owed me one, big time. Sleep came to her very quickly but for me it took a little bit longer. Eventually though, the days and night took their toll on me and I drifted off to sleep. As it happened, when I awoke in the morning, our cohabitants had woken and left, so she took the opportunity sooner than expected to repay me. That's a tale for another day, however.

Yes, I realise I didn't at any point describe what she or I looked(ed) like. I figure it doesn't matter, you're going to visualise what you want to, suffice to say, she was hot and I'm not too hard on the eyes.