#2604: Stag Party
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Peter goes to a Stag Party before his friend’s wedding and meets a woman at the club who is more than eager to continue the celebration with him. They enjoy each other and their evening even more once they find the right place for their moment of intimacy…
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When David called Peter and told him about his future wedding he couldn’t be more excited about his friend. Ever since David and Olivia met Peter knew that they were right for each other in every possible way and he couldn’t be happier to know that they were finally committing to each other more seriously than before. Peter was also looking forward to a wedding and, even more, to the Stag Party. He knew that it was going to be one amazing event and couldn’t wait to finally attend it.
Once the invitation went through for Peter to join David and their other friends at the club he dropped all his plans to clear the time to be there. On the evening of the party, Peter got dressed to impress – in black pants and a matching shirt, because he knew women liked that style. He knew that David wouldn’t indulge in any kind of fun the others would have, but that didn’t mean Peter had to deny himself and not even try to find a woman with whom he could spend an evening.
The club was loud and busy but Peter enjoyed it. It was making him feel alive and he couldn’t wait to share that amazing evening with someone new, with someone who would catch his eye in a moment and make him forget about everything else. But first, he had to congratulate his friend.
David was already waiting for him in the booth on the second floor with their other friends. They were having drinks and sharing stories when Peter arrived. They greeted each other and Peter offered to cover David’s bill since it was his day and they were celebrating his future marriage. Peter got his own drink and, after the toast, sat down to look around and find out if there was someone worth spending time with that evening. One woman instantly made him turn his head and pay attention to her.
She was sitting in the nearby booth, with her friends, and Peter hoped that she wasn’t there with a partner. She was petite, with blond hair and big bright eyes. She was wearing a tight white dress that hugged her curves and Peter could only imagine how her skin would’ve felt under his hands. But he had to at least make the first move before he could have a chance to find it out.
When the waiter came to them, Peter asked him to send a drink for the woman he wanted to get to know. All his friends instantly started joking about him trying to end the evening early and leave them alone, to which Peter tried to calm them by saying that it was his way of trying to find a wife of his own. At that, he only got more laughs and jokes, but Peter didn’t care about it. He was looking at the woman closely to see her reaction once she received a drink from him.
She looked at the glass in front of her, then at the waiter, who told her about the man who sent her the drink, and then at Peter. It only took her a fraction of a moment to figure out if she wanted to talk with him or not and she smiled wide, inviting Peter for a closer conversation.
He didn’t waste any time getting to her. Of course, Peter apologized to David, but his friend didn’t mind it. Peter made his way to the other booth and introduced himself to the woman who caught his eye. Her name was Isla and she was at the club with her friends, just enjoying the evening and trying to unwind. Not wasting any time, Peter offered Isla to join him on the dance floor, and she happily agreed.
He took her by the hand and they walked to the first floor, where the people were dancing to the loud beat of the music. They were tightly pressed to each other and Peter was enjoying the feeling of Isla’s delicate body moving against his, the way her curves felt under his hands. He smiled at her and she smiled back, feeling the same connection, the same spark that he did. Peter leaned closer, giving Isla a chance to refuse the kiss, but she pressed her lips to his, giving Peter a chance to learn her sweet taste. Her hands grabbed his shoulders rougher and Peter knew that soon they would continue their evening away from the prying eyes and he couldn’t wait for it to happen.
Their tongues rubbed against each other, their lips were teasing as they kept dancing, ignoring the people around them. Peter felt the desire growing inside him, making him forget about every other need, even the need for air. When they pulled away from each other and he looked at Isla he could see the same wicked glimmer in her eyes. Peter asked her if she wanted to leave with him and Isla happily agreed.
They made a quick trip back to their tables so Isla could get her purse and Peter could tell his friends that he was leaving. He only got approving smiles and wishes of good luck when he left. David didn’t mind at all, saying that it might be Peter’s stag party they’ll be enjoying next.
Once outside, the couple got into a taxi that Peter ordered to get them to his place. They tried to play decent and not touch each other, but it was just too hard to manage. They kissed, trying to keep their passion at bay, so they wouldn’t get kicked out of the taxi, but the closer they were the more they wanted to keep touching, to feel one another. They couldn’t stop and if it wasn’t for the cough they heard from the driver they wouldn’t have even noticed that they arrived at their destination.
Peter opened the door for Isla and offered her his hand. She smiled and accepted it, getting out of the car. Soon they were in the building, both buzzing with excitement and feeling the rush going through them. They both knew what they wanted, what they needed and couldn’t wait to finally touch each other. As soon as the door opened Peter pulled Isla closer and pulled her up until he felt her legs wrap around his waist. He put his hands around her back, making sure that she wouldn’t get hurt if he accidentally hit the wall. In that position, with him carrying her and them still kissing, they walked to the bedroom. The heat between them was only intensifying, the desire was growing, and they couldn’t stop but pull at each other’s clothes and try to reach more intimate parts of each other.
They didn’t make it to the bedroom – Peter pressed Isla against the wall, feeling how hard and throbbing his cock was. He pressed his lips to her neck, and one of his hands went between her legs, under her dress, to find the wet fabric of her panties. Isla moaned into his ear, her breathing caught, and soon Peter felt her warm small palm pushing under his pants, rubbing his cock, teasing him, and making him want to scream. He didn’t want to lose himself just yet, not when he could enjoy her closeness when the smell of her hair was hitting his nose when Isla’s moans filled the air.
The air felt too hot between their bodies as they touched, teased, enjoyed the closeness, and couldn’t get enough. Peter couldn’t hold back any longer, the feeling of Isla’s fingers on his cock was getting too much, she was pressing her palm around him too tightly, and Peter was moving his hips, pushing into her palm, in need of more friction. Isla seemed to be suffering from the same intense need – she moaned and whimpered, asking Peter for more. She only got wetter because of the teasing, Peter could feel her juices starting to cover his hand, and that only made him want Isla more. He increased the pressure against her clit, feeling it hard and throbbing against his fingers. It was an amazing sensation, one that was driving him crazy, and the only thought on Peter’s mind was that he needed to see Isla cum, he had to make her finish on his arm, and that was the only thing he actually needed.
He could feel it when it happened – Isla moaned even louder, her whole body moved against him, and there was even more of her wetness on his hand. Then, once she was done, her hand on his cock moved away and she relaxed in his arms. He stepped away, still helping her to stand up so she wouldn’t fall. Isla smiled happily at him, thanking Peter for a great time. When she looked down she instantly noticed that he wasn’t as satisfied their their encounter as she was. She frowned lightly and asked when was the door of his bedroom. As soon as Peter pointed at it, she grabbed his hand, wet with her juices, and pulled him there. He loved the way she took what she wanted, it made Peter very excited about what was going to happen between them very soon.
Once in the bedroom, Isla started to quickly take the clothes off Peter. He didn’t even have to do anything, he only had to stand there and watch as she did a quick job getting rid of his shirt, then pants and boxers. His cock was hard and waiting for attention. Isla told Peter to lay on the bed and he did that, grabbing the condom from the bedside table.
She took it out of his hand and opened the package. Isla put it on his cock, rolling the latex down his length. Then she stepped back and quickly took off her dress and underwear, dropping it on the floor.
Isla got on the bed and straddled Peter’s hips. He put his hands on her small, but firm breasts, enjoying their softness in his hands. He teased her nipples, while Isla moved her hips, grinding her pussy against his length. It was a pleasant sensation, but it became even more pleasant once Isla pulled her hips up, took his cock in hand, and pressed his tip to her hot throbbing entrance. She needed him as much as he needed her and their connection promised to be more than enjoyable.
Peter groaned once he felt Isla’s tight walls around him. She felt amazing – hot and waiting for him, welcoming him deeper with every thrust. She moaned, riding him, while Peter was teasing her breasts, loving the feeling of her body meeting his. The air was filled with the sounds of their bodies meeting, with the smell of sex, and it was driving Peter mad. He wanted to get his pleasure, to share it with Isla, and he knew he was going to get it.
Isla moaned loudly, stopping on top of him, as her walls were pulsing around him. Peter could only feel that amazing sensation around his length, one that pushed him close again. He finished, feeling the release hit him hard, and a moment later Isla lowered herself to him, putting herself on his chest, his cock still inside her as they shared the last drops of their pleasure.
Both of them were breathing hard and then, suddenly, started to laugh and kiss. That moment of joy was something they didn’t expect and that was why they enjoyed it even more. But they both knew that it was only the start of their night and that soon they would want more. But they had all the time in the world.