It was a week after our little forrest session. We hadn’t really talked since. Taylor kinda avoided me the last day of the trip to the campground and I kinda accepted that it was done. We had fun in the woods, made the best love either of us had ever had, but it’s not something I should pursue. She didn’t seem interested, and I figured I’d just let some time pass and hope things would return to normal.

Fast forward to exactly one week. Saturday, September 3, 2022. Labor Day Weekend, and a friend we’ve all known since high school was having a decent sized party at his family’s lake house. A yearly tradition since we all graduated. Me, Taylor, and our other three friends that went camping the previous week were there along with about 20 or so other people. I spent the most of the evening/night with my guy friends playing cornhole, putting back some beers, and just chilling.

As the night went on, we all moved into the house where people were dancing and doing whatever you’d imagine is happening at party with a bunch of 22-23 year olds. At one point, I end up meeting this girl I’d never met before. Emily was her name. Blonde, thin, super cute, kinda annoying but really hot. Long story short, she ended up sucking my cock in the upstairs bathroom. It was alright. I busted fairly quickly, she swallowed. I wasn’t too interested in going any further.

Afterwords we walked back down stairs and slipped back into the crowd with no one noticing, except one set of green beautiful eyes. I noticed Taylor staring at me. She looked sad, like I had cheated on her. And I felt bad, which shouldn’t have happened because we weren’t dating, and I decided we shouldn’t. It seemed she agreed based off of her avoiding me for the last week. I tried to brush it off as nothing, I couldn’t let it get to me. If she had a problem she’d come to me about it. And she did.

About 5 minutes later, I’m sitting with my boys telling them about the girl that just swallowed my cock, and completely lying about how long I lasted, when all the sudden there was a soft voice in my ear.

“Upstairs, second door on the right, 5 minutes.” Taylor said, followed by her darting up the stairs.

I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know if she was gonna be angry, or sad, or apologetic, or what. She can be difficult to read.

I gave it 5, and went upstairs, lying to my friends saying I had to use the bathroom.

I got up there, knocked on the door she said she’d be in, and went in after I heard a come in. She looked at me, and said to lock the door. I joined her in sitting on the edge of the bed, I started to explain everything. I told her about how I didn’t want to ruin our friendship with a relationship that she didn’t want, about how I was just blowing off steam with the blonde, and about how I still wanna be friends. I then put my hand on her leg, and told her I love her.

She grabbed my hand, and so quickly turned to me, pushed me back and started kissing me. That same incredible kiss like I had gotten a week before.

She was groping my half hard cock, I had my hand full of her beautiful tits. She started undoing my belt as I unbuttoned her shirt and got it off, followed by her bra. She got up, took off my shoes, and slid my underwear and jeans off, then got back up on the bed and put my now rock hard cock into her mouth.

Super slow to start, I felt her warm spit run down my shaft while her tongue slipped around the tip. She had one hand stroking, while the other one ran from my balls, down to my taint with faint pressure being applied.

“Fuck” I thought to myself, “Is there anything this goddess can’t do?”

Then she got faster, and faster, and faster. From the base to the top, stroking in a circular motion, all the spit in the world drenching my white cock. Then she drops down and starts sucking on my balls while stroking my cock.