0 comments/ 74058 views/ 6 favorites Male Stripper By: dak2742 Bruce and Karen were good friends of ours and because we only lived two houses apart, we spent a lot of time with them. Bruce was a little shorter than me, a bit thinner, and he had a dry sense of humor. He wore his brown hair cut short in a military-style hair cut and he never needed a shave, the perfect USMC poster boy if you know what I mean. The fact that he'd pulled two tours in Iraq, both in a Marine recon unit, didn't hurt his hometown hero image that's for sure. Karen was a saucy little dark-blonde with huge knockers and she never wore a bra and seemed to like showing off her huge, dark nipples that always seemed to be hard. This particular Saturday afternoon, Bruce and I were working on my truck and we were just shooting the shit when somehow the subject got turned to sex, which it always did anyway sooner or later anyway. We are both prior service and had been in some of the same places, just at different times, so we were pretty comfortable in talking to each other. So I wasn't surprised when he told me a story about him and Karen getting frisky last night and her asking him to spank her. "Helen likes that too," I said. "If the mood is right, I call her a slut and spank her while we fuck." "Karen and I sometimes role play like that too, with different stories that we change whenever we get tired of the old one," he laughed and then added that Karen seemed to get tired of them pretty quick and was always demanding him to think up more. "Helen likes it when I tell her stories, but she doesn't like talking back and playing along," I sighed, "but she has her favorites, and that's a sure-fire way to get her off." "Yeah?" Bruce chuckled "and what's her favorite one?" "She's being forced to suck another man off while I fuck her from behind. What's Karen's?" "Being with another woman and making me watch," he laughed. "I told you she was evil." "She's never been with another woman?" "You say that like every woman you know has been with another woman. Has Helen?" "Sure, a few times." "Is this something she's told you or did you actually see her with another woman, like in pictures or anything? You know as well as I do that some women will say things just to make their husbands happy, right?" "Right, some will, but not Helen," I assured him. "I know she's been with another woman because I was there and watched her." "Wow," Bruce sighed, "I wish I could talk Karen into something like that." "You never know until the situation comes up, she might go along with it if it was with someone she already knew." "Are you suggesting that you and Helen should join me and Karen in the bedroom?" "All I can say is I know Helen has mentioned your name several times and how much you turn her on and I think Karen is a knockout and me and you get along, so why not? No pressure," I hastily added when he didn't say anything, "if you guys don't want to we can just forget about it with no hurt feelings." "I didn't say I didn't want to," he smiled, "I was just trying to decide if I should tell Karen or let it surprise her." "I think we could surprise both of them if we play it right." "I'm game for anything, so tell me what you've got in mind." So we planned the entire evening while we cleaned up the garage and put everything away. He said he'd have Karen over tonight around 8 and we'd put our plan into action, and I agreed. I didn't tell Helen anything about it other than they were coming over for dinner and what time. The meal was uneventful considering the nerves both Bruce and I were feeling and even the girls picked up on it and so we were all laughing and goofing off more than usual until well after we'd finished eating and retired to the living room. Right at 10, there was a knock at the door and I hurried to answer it. Sure enough, it was tonight's entertainment and I ushered him inside. As I closed the door, I handed him a hundred dollar bill as a tip and asked him if he had a problem in going all the way with two horny wives. He just smiled and said he didn't have a problem and he never got any complaints either. I would say he shouldn't, as he was well over 6 feet tall, quite muscular, and judging by the bulge in his skintight pants, he was certainly well hung. I took the CD he had pulled out of his bag and he said he'd wait for the music to start before he came in. I nodded in agreement and went back into the living room and when Helen asked me who it was at the door, I told her it was a special delivery as I waved the CD in the air. The music started with a slow heavy beat and then everyone stopped talking as Greg stepped into the room, his shirt half unbuttoned and the oil glistened on his smooth chest. "Surprise!" Bruce and I yelled in unison. "It's ladies night tonight and it's your turn to have some fun," I added. "How much fun are we allowed to have?" asked Karen. "As much as you want, anything you want," answered Bruce. Before he could say anything else, Greg threw his shirt on the floor and we all turned our complete attention to his performance. By the time he was down to just a thong, it was plain for all of us to see that he was hung like a fucking horse with at least 14 inches of black cock that couldn't be hidden by the thin silk. He moved over in front of Karen and pulled his thong aside and released his massive cock, allowing it to sway just inches from her face. The short blonde hesitated so Greg grabbed her hand and put it around his shaft. She smiled as she stroked him for a few seconds, then he thrust his hips forward as he tangled his fingers in her hair and she had his cock in her mouth. She didn't hesitate this time and she quickly shoved as much of his dark meat down her throat as she possibly could. I was amazed at the easy way she deep throated his hard cock, she almost managed to touch his balls with her chin. She continued to suck him from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip of his cock until he pulled away from her and she sighed as she slowly released her hold on his cock. My wife tried to deep throat him the same way, but she couldn't take even half of his hard cock down her throat. Greg pumped his hips, driving his cock down her throat but not so far as to make her gag. Karen allowed my wife to suck his cock for a few more minutes before she slipped off the couch and knelt beside Helen's chair to help her suck Greg's huge cock. Licking from his balls half way up his shaft, she swirled the tip around Helen's lips before she licked back down to suck Greg's balls. Finally Greg managed to pull away from the two girls but he wasn't finished with the show, he just went over and fished a small bottle of lotion out of his bag. The two women sighed as he poured it in their hands as he swayed his hard cock back within their reach. He didn't allow them to tease him very long before he pulled Karen's shirt over her head and she pouted when she had to slip the head of his cock from her mouth. Greg commanded Helen to get behind Karen so he could fuck those beautiful titties. Pouring more lube over Karen's huge tits, Greg straddled her stomach and she pushed her snow-white breasts around his dark cock as he began to thrust his hips back and forth between them. Every time the head of his cock would slide out from between those firm mounds, Karen would kiss the tip and try to suck it. Greg would let her almost capture the head in her mouth, then he would pull back, teasing her with his slick, glistening cock. When the music changed beats, he quickly untangled himself from the two women and danced away, so Helen reached down and captured Karen's huge tits in her hands and teasingly pinched her erect nipples. Karen sighed and leaned back against my wife's legs, forcing them apart. When the blonde girl's shoulders touched the carpet, she quickly rolled over and crawled over Helen, forcing her to lay down on her back and Karen found Helen's mouth and they melted into a passionate kiss I didn't think would ever end. Greg dropped to his knees behind Karen's upturned buttocks and flipped her skirt up over her round hips. I was surprised to find out she wasn't wearing any panties, but this did make it easier for Greg to slip his huge cock between her legs. Karen moaned as Greg pushed even more of his meat into her pussy, and if it hadn't been for all the oil on his cock, I don't think he would of even gotten it in her. Karen gasped as his balls finally slapped her clit when he drove every inch of his huge black cock into her dripping pussy and within seconds she was cumming on his shaft. Greg grabbed her hips and held her so he could fuck her hard and fast, driving her orgasm higher and higher until she was moaning with every breath. "Take your pants off," Greg commanded my wife. "It's your turn next." Helen just smiled and Karen allowed her to quickly wiggle out of her jeans and then Greg said he wanted to watch as Karen licked Helen's pussy. Karen tried to object, but Greg pushed her face down between my wife's spread legs and the blonde girl quickly found Helen's clit and she brought Helen to one orgasm after another as she continued to cum on Greg's huge cock at the same time. Finally, Greg eased his shaft from Karen's dripping pussy and allowed her to roll off of my wife so he could quickly take her place and he drove his hard cock into Helen's cunt with one long stroke. He held her legs up over his forearms, raising her ass up off the floor and he really fucked her hard until she exploded, then melted, on his driving cock. Just as he was ready to cum, he stopped and slipped out of my wife's quivering cunt. Greg moved over to the couch and commanded the girls to come and finish him off with their beautiful white mouths. Karen and Helen both enjoyed making this black stud cum and when he did, he coated their lips and faces with his sticky, white goo. Karen licked it from Helen's lips even as my wife was trying to lick it off Karen's chin and they broke up laughing as they slowly teased each other with the tips of their tongues, licking Greg's cum from each other until not a trace was left. I thanked him for a great show and he gave each girl one last suck on his half-hard cock before he got dressed to leave. When I returned to the living room, I glanced at Bruce and he winked so I unbuckled my belt and kicked my jeans into the corner. Bruce wasn't far behind me and we were both naked at about the same time. I grabbed Karen's hand and pulled her to the couch while Bruce moved Helen to the recliner. I watched as he went down on her and then I turned my attention to Karen's huge tits. For a few minutes I teased each nipple in turn and then I rolled over on top of her and slipped my hard cock deep inside her dripping wet cunt. After Greg, my ten inches wasn't that impressive, but it was certainly enough to please this little blonde. She was cumming almost as soon as I rammed my cock into her, and judging from the noises Helen was making, Bruce was giving her a good licking. It didn't take me too many strokes to cum and I filled Karen's pussy with my juices. I glanced over and Bruce had Helen pulled to the edge of the chair and his cock was buried in her tight cunt. Just as I looked, his ass cheeks tightened and he moaned as he emptied his balls deep inside my wife. I thought the fun was over, but the girls had other ideas and they quickly formed a 69 in the middle of the floor, tasting our cum in each other's pussies. By the time they both came, Bruce and I were hard again. This time Karen sucked me off as Helen drained Bruce's cock of every drop of juice. We all agreed this had certainly been a ladies night to remember! Male Stripper Surprise I usually write fiction but I'm going to try something a bit different this time around. This will be a retelling of actual events that happened a few years ago. It was one of the wildest nights of my life, which I often fantasize about. Some of what went on has become inspiration for my stories. I'm a little nervous telling this since it was one time in my life where I was completely uninhibited and naughty. I guess there is enough anonymity here that allows me to write about what happened so here it is. I've changed some of the names to help keep it anonymous. * I had just graduated from college and my friends were throwing me a graduation party. I was renting a small, two-bedroom house that had an open floor plan. My friends asked if they could setup the party at my house since it was the most convenient place and I agreed. There were nine of us girls and three guys there. Everything started out fairly tame -- a little bit of drinking, some music and a little bit of dancing. Around 10 pm there was a knock on the door. I thought that it might have been one of my friends showing up late, but when I opened the door, a police officer was standing there. "Excuse me, are you Brianna Morgan?" he asked in a firm voice. "Yes," I replied a little hesitantly. "Is there a problem?" I nervously fingered the hem of my short miniskirt feeling awkward and on the spot. I didn't think the music was too loud but maybe that was all it was about. "I have a warrant for your arrest." "What for?" I was baffled. I couldn't think of anything I'd possibly done outside of a late parking ticket. The officer gave a big grin, "For being way too sexy." I heard laughter and giggles from my living room and then it finally dawned on me. I felt kind of stupid for not realizing sooner, but I wasn't expecting my friends to order a male stripper for me. When he came inside, someone put an energetic rock song on the stereo and he started dancing circles around me. I felt a little self-conscious. I didn't know if I should dance with him or what. I just stood there shyly and watched him with a silly grin on my face. The "officer" took me by the hand and sat me down in a chair. He then proceeded to handcuff my wrists behind the chair. I playfully resisted at first but allowed him to restrain me to the chair. He unbuttoned his shirt and swayed his hips back and forth in front of me to the rhythm of the music. The girls in the room were whistling and giving catcalls as he twirled his shirt and threw it across the room. My friend, Amber, came up behind him and started rubbing his bare chest as he had his hands behind his head and grooved to the music. She let her hands travel down to the button of his pants. He offered no resistance as she undid the button and unzipped them. The stripper's name was Jake and he was giving us quite a show. He slowly inched his pants down making us anticipate what was underneath. After much teasing, he finally slid his pants off revealing a tiny black thong much to the delight of all the females in the room. It left little to the imagination and there was even a strategically placed silver police design on the front that drew attention to his nice package. This bronze Adonis had a perfect body. He was well-muscled and tan all over. The girls started breaking out the dollar bills and stuffing them in his thong as he continued to swivel his hips in front of them. I couldn't do anything but watch since I was still handcuffed to the chair. Nicole got on her knees in front of him with a dollar bill between her teeth. I don't know how she did it, but she managed to expertly stuff the dollar deep down the front of his thong with her tongue. I was starting to feel left out until Jake, the stripper, came over to me and started giving me a lap dance as a slower song came on the stereo. His well-endowed package was just inches from my face. I don't know if it was the atmosphere of it all or the drinks, but having this gorgeous, nearly-naked hunk so close to me was making me feel deep sensations of lust. After a few minutes of smooth erotic dancing where his body occasionally brushed up against me, he then started to unbutton my blouse. I almost protested but I was curious to see where this was going to lead. I was feeling a little apprehensive because three of my guy friends were sitting over at the bar watching intently. Jake slid the blouse down my arms and it hung by my wrists. The fact that my arms were restrained behind my back left my breasts thrusting forward in my tight bra. My miniskirt had a zipper on the side, which Jake proceeded to unzip revealing a generous view of my leg. "Woah-woah-wait, where is this going?" I started to protest. "It's not really fair that I'm the only one here in barely nothing," he replied with a devilish grin. "Plus, blame your friends. It was part of what they paid for." He inched my skirt down to my hips as I gave a nervous laugh and told him I wasn't so sure about this. He almost stopped but all my friends were cheering him on. He slid my skirt down an inch more to see if I would put up a fight. When I didn't, he finished sliding the skirt down my legs while all my friends were cheering about my rather revealing predicament. I was feeling incredibly self-conscious now, particularly since some of my guy friends were seeing me in such an exposed state. They had seen me in a bikini before, but the flimsiness of my skimpy string bikini panties and tight bra made me feel almost naked in front of them. The guys were grinning ear to ear. I particularly didn't want John to see me in this state. I knew he really liked me and I wasn't sure about my feelings towards him yet, but we were close friends. I could only imagine what was going through his mind in regards to the vulnerable position I was in. The stripper came up behind me and reached over to place his hands on my legs. His hands slowly traveled up my thighs and then he let his fingers hook under the stringy part of my panties as he traced underneath. His hands then glided up my body and I was getting sexy little tingling sensations. My nipples had already been getting hard and now they protruded through the thin fabric of my bra, which made me feel even more exposed. It made it even worse when he slowly allowed his hands to brush by them. Of course, my friends were egging him on the whole time. After the song finished, Amber announced that the remainder of the evening was for ladies only. Apparently there was more planned and I couldn't imagine what. The guys started to protest because the excitement was just getting started. They apparently didn't want to miss out on anything. She insisted until the guys reluctantly left, leaving a roomful of horny girls alone with one hot male stripper. After the guys left, Jake grabbed his police baton and started tapping it in the palm of his hand, "Now what should we do with this?" My girlfriends were voicing their delight as he took the baton and started tracing the curves of my body with it pausing long enough to circle the firmness of my nipples, which were about to burst through the fabric. He then dragged it along the crease of where my thighs were together. He applied pressure until my thighs spread an inch. He then started rubbing the baton against my most secret place. I tried not to show much of a reaction but I think I let a slight moan escape my lips. After all the teasing, he uncuffed me and I had an insane amount of sexual tension built up. I'm guessing my friends were paying him by the hour since the evening was far from over. He did some bellybutton shots off some of the girls and they did some on him. They even did a few which were called blowjob shots where he put a shot glass in the front of his thong for the girls to drink from. There was a lot of laughter and everyone was acting crazy. A few of the girls took turns getting lap dances. Most everyone was down to their underwear now so I didn't feel as self-conscious anymore about being in mine. Kelly couldn't keep her hands off the stripper when she was getting her lap dance. She ran her fingers down his body and then hooked them into his thong as she started to pull it down. He gently pulled her hands away before she could but she still kept trying. After that dance, Jake handcuffed two of my other friends together and started to dance for them. At this point, the handcuffs served an actual purpose since he was having a hard time preventing the girls he danced for from trying to remove his thong. "Okay," Nicole piped in. "Just about everyone in this room has been handcuffed except for our stripper here. How about it, Jake?" Jake shook his head and laughed, "I don't think so." Nicole pulled out a bill and teased, "There's an extra twenty in it for you. And maybe we'll dance for you." Jake mulled it over. He was about to refuse and then said, "Alright, what the hell." We led him over to the corner of the room where my exercise equipment is. We secured his arms above his head to a bar on one of the weight machines. Jennifer approached him, "Hmm, now that you are at our mercy, what should we do with you?" She snaked a finger under his tight thong by the hip and slowly moved along the front until her fingers were doing a tickling motion underneath. Jake had a look on his face, which made me think that he regretted agreeing to be handcuffed. "Just remember the rules," he said. Apparently we're not allowed to touch his private area. "What rules?" Jennifer flashed a wicked grin. Kelly brought forward a bottle of massage oil and handed it to me. "This might be fun. Since it's your party, you should have the honors, Brianna." I gave her a devilish look and took the bottle from her squirting a liberal amount in my hands. I put my hands on his chest and he flinched a little at the coldness of the oil. I then proceeded to run my hands along the roundness of his pecs and glided down the ripples of his abs. I was even daring enough let my fingers slide down the front of his thong a little. I could feel that he was closely shaved and my fingertips brushed ever so gently against his semi-erect shaft. I could tell that there was a lot of potential there. I was on my knees lubing up his thighs and could see a slight pulsating from underneath the tight thong as it protruded outward towards me. Having complete control over his perfect body was making me get moist and wet as a hunger was starting to build in my loins. Jake was now thoroughly oiled and his glistening, bronze body made him look even more desirable. Amber came forward tapping the police baton firmly in her hand. She had kind of a dominatrix vibe going on as she was wearing only black panties and bra but still had her high heels on. Jake actually tensed up a little as she ran the baton up and down his body and then started circling his protruding package with it. "Have you been a bad boy?" she asked in a teasing voice as she lightly slapped his bare bottom with the baton a couple of times. Everyone was giggling and I could tell that Jake was starting to feel a bit humiliated. Amber walked behind him and started pulling up on the back of his thong. This was causing the front to press tightly and precariously against his growing erection and I could see a few hairs escaping over the top. The baton was now oily from being against his body so Amber started rubbing it up and down the cleft of his ass cheeks. "Don't go there," Jake said. "What if I want to," Amber whispered in his ear. "Seriously, don't go there," Jake warned. "Oh, don't worry, big guy, I'm only teasing," she purred while patting his bottom with her hand. Jake breathed a sigh of relief. I wonder if he really thought he was going to get ass-raped with the baton because he started to look nervous for a second there. "Okay, you can uncuff me now," he announced. I was feeling particularly naughty and stepped forward. I really don't know what had gotten into me because I am never like this but all my inhibitions were out the door. "Wait, there's one more thing," I said as I traced my fingers down his body. I then cupped his package, which was now precariously contained in his tight thong, and gently rubbed my hand along the satiny material. I could feel the outline of the head of his cock underneath the fabric. "You really shouldn't do that," he said. "Oh, really?" I looked him in the eye and he wasn't very convincing. I would have stopped if I felt like he was really uncomfortable, but I could tell that he was getting pleasure. I got on my knees and hooked my fingers underneath his thong. I turned to my friends with a devilish grin, "Should I?" They chanted for me to do it. He was giving a little bit of resistance and telling me not to, but I slowly pulled his thong down anyway. His manhood flopped out right in front of my face and all the girls squealed with delight. I must say that he was well hung. Everyone took turns touching and squeezing it, which only caused it to grow even more. "Look how much power we have over it," Jennifer giggled. She had some oil on her hands from touching his body and decided it would be a good idea to stroke it. Her hand glided easily along the shaft. "Ooh, you should feel how hot it is." "This really isn't a good idea," Jake responded a bit out of breath. "We think it's a great idea!" Kelly replied with glee. She put a towel underneath him and then brought a bottle of champagne over. She proceeded to pour the champagne on his cock, which made it wet and dripping. She then squirted a line of whipped cream along the shaft. She turned to me and said, "He's all yours, Brianna." I was so drunk with horniness that I even surprised myself when I got on my knees, stuck my tongue out and gently licked the whipped cream off his swollen manhood. "Mmmm, that's actually quite tasty." "You know, this is breaking all the rules," Jake said as he was now breathing heavily. "Oh, we don't mind," I replied as I licked the whipped cream off my lips. I then let my tongue flicker on the tip to catch a few drops of champagne. "Ooh, this looks like fun," Nicole added as she knelt down beside me. "Mind if I join?" "Not at all," I replied. Nicole was on one side and I was on the other as we ran our tongues along the length of his shaft. We all giggled as he let out an involuntary moan. Nicole put the tip of his head in her mouth and gave it a nice long suck before making a nice big yummm sound. I wondered what was going through Jake's mind, but he seemed to be in a state of reluctant ecstasy. Not many guys can say that they've had two supple young women running their tongues up and down their manhood. "Come on, Brianna, let's see how much of it you can take in," Kelly prompted. "Oh, I don't know about that." They kept coaxing me to do it. I looked up at Jake and he had a dazed expression on his face. We were already past the point of no return so I gave in. I lightly put my lips around his tip and let my tongue swirl there a little. I really liked the feel of my tongue and lips on his swollen head. I lingered there a bit and I could feel him grow even more while he was in my mouth. My friends started cheering me on as I took in half the length of his swollen member. Jake was making moaning sounds with each breath as I took a little bit more of him in with each motion. It wasn't long before I could feel his dick pulsating in my mouth. I tasted a little bit of sweetness and realized that he was on the verge and decided I better pull off of him. "Oh, my, I think he's about to explode already," I said. I was a little bit breathless myself. His rod was purple and throbbing with a little bit of come oozing from the tip. Jake was groaning and begging me to finish him off. "Ahh, you can't leave the poor guy like that," Amber teased. "Yeah, that would be mean," I agreed, smiling like a vixen. I could tell he had a massive load built up. His balls were large and taut against the skin and his penis was still throbbing and oozing while he pleaded with me to finish. I picked it up gingerly between my thumb and two fingers. I gave it a gentle squeeze and a small amount of fluid spurted out as he moaned in agony and my friends giggled with delight. It wasn't going to take much for him to erupt at this point. Deciding that I had done enough teasing, I wrapped my hand around his cock and stroked up and down the length. It was well lubricated and my hand glided easily along the shaft. I was only about five strokes in when he let out a massive groan and exploded. I gasped as his hot liquid splashed against my breasts and started to run into my cleavage. My friends gave a delighted cheer. I was thoroughly amazed and captivated by his eruption so I kept squeezing him. He released several more explosions that also hit my stomach and thighs, so I was pretty much soaked by the time he was finished. The girls laughed at me when I stood up and had his juices all over me. I quickly grabbed the towel off the floor to stop his fluid from flowing to my panties and soaking them. After that, we decided to set our captive free and uncuff him. Nicole handed him the twenty she had promised. "I think I earned it," he said, still out of breath. "Oh, don't be silly, you obviously enjoyed every minute of it," she grinned. Jake smiled back. "Okay, where are my clothes." "Hmm, good question," Jennifer laughed. She had hidden his clothes while we had him handcuffed. "But I found something that you can wear for us instead." She had found a pair of my G-string panties laying on my dresser and decided it would be fun to make him wear them. She pulled them back on her finger like a rubber band and shot them over to him. Jake shook his head. "You girls are crazy. There's no way I'm putting these on. I want even be able to fit into them." "Then I guess you'll just have to stay naked," she replied with a naughty look. He still refused. "Come on Jake, if you dance for us in those panties there might just be some more money in it for you," Amber teased as she dangled some bills in front of him. He finally relented. I guess he realized that the easiest way he was going to get his clothes back was to go along with it. He went behind my couch to put them on, which was funny because he was already naked. I'm not sure why he felt the need for privacy. He had already gone soft after his massive explosion, but he still had to work at tucking his equipment into my skimpy white G-string. After much effort he finally succeeded. He stepped out from behind the couch and everyone erupted into a fit of giggles. "Oh, dear," I said with my jaw dropped. "I'm never going to be able to wear those again." The panties were stretched to capacity and were just barely enough to hold him in check. There was no way those G-strings would contain an erection, but I imagined that would be a fun sight if he got one. They must have been uncomfortably tight as he kept pulling the strings and adjusting the front. They were probably crushing his balls a bit too. Someone started the music and everyone was chanting for him to dance. He was a good sport about it and gave a good show despite what he was wearing. I had never imagined that I would ever get turned on by a guy dancing in a skimpy pair of women's panties but there was something erotic about it. I found the idea of 200 pounds of well-muscled hunk squeezed into a pair of my G-strings kind of exciting. The lights in the room were subdued and I had a black light in the corner. Someone turned it on and it made the tiny white panties take on a light of their own as they seemed to glow against his tan body. We tipped him generously for his efforts as he had dollar bills stuffed in at all angles. Male Stripper Surprise When the music was over he once again asked for his clothes. "But we like you like this," Nicole smiled. She obviously wasn't ready to give them up. "Aren't we your last customer of the night? Why won't you just hang with us for awhile." Jake sighed and plopped down on my couch. He grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. He was laying down and flipping through the channels. "Just let me know when you've brought my clothes out," he grumbled. "Oh, movie time. Let's make popcorn!" Jennifer piped in. Everyone sat down and started watching a movie on HBO. After several minutes I walked over to where Jake was lying on my couch. In a pouty voice I asked, "Are you mad at us?" Jake looked me up and down for a long moment. I was still only wearing my bra and panties and I could feel his eyes exploring the curves of my body. I felt a strange mixture of awkwardness and desire the way he was looking me over. "Nah, I'm not mad. You girls are a riot." "You look lonely over here. Want some company?" I asked shyly. "Sure. There's room for both of us." I had one of those big fluffy couches that could easily fit two people laying next to each other so I curled up beside him. I know I was just acting out on a fantasy, but it felt really good to have his strong arms wrapped around me. I laid my cheek on his chest and placed my hand on his belly. Ironically, the fact that he was wearing my panties didn't take anything away from his masculinity. It just made him seem strangely erotic and more desirable to me. It wasn't long before we both dozed off. I don't know how much time had passed but I felt a light tap on my shoulder. It was Jennifer. Jake was snoring softly. "Most everyone snuck out," Jennifer whispered. "Your stripper's clothes are on the chair over there. Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she giggled. "I'll lock the door behind me." With that, I was left alone with Jake, laying next to him with his arm still around me. My hand was resting on his thigh barely touching the satiny material of the G-string he was wearing. In the glow of the television I could see just a hint of the tip of his penis trying to poke out from underneath the confines of the panties as he slept. I lifted a finger and gently stroked it along the flimsy material tracing the outline of his manhood. He was starting to get aroused in his sleep as I continued to trace my fingers delicately along his thighs and lower belly occasionally brushing along his tight bulge. His penis was desperately trying to make an escape from the skimpy G-string. Jake opened his eyes sleepily and had a confused look on his face as if he didn't know where he was. He looked down at me and I gave him a sexy smile. I shifted myself down to where my face was near his taut package. I blew lightly against the flimsy material as he let out a helpless moan. His growing erection was starting to stretch the tiny panties to maximum capacity. I licked his thighs and ran my tongue up to his belly. The head of his cock couldn't be held any longer and it finally made an escape from the top of the panties. I gently kissed it. I had so much passion built up that I couldn't take it anymore. My loins ached with desire. I gave him a look that told him that I wanted him. He returned my gaze with the same look of desire. I had never thought I would ever have a one night stand. It just wasn't me, but I wanted to be fucked so bad. And I wanted to fuck him. I stood up and motioned for him to follow me. I led him to my bedroom with a finger hooked under the string of the panties he was wearing. I got on my bed and he joined me. I pulled the panties down his legs giving his throbbing dick a much needed release. He eagerly unclasped my bra and then his hands caressed the roundness of my bare breasts. He then started to kiss them -- gently at first and then with hunger as he sucked my nipples and nibbled. I gave a shuddering moan. Jake then grabbed my panties and savagely pulled them down my body. He came close to ripping them off. He gazed at my complete nakedness. He traced his fingers along the tan line that my bikini leaves. I keep my private region trimmed in a small triangle and he started rubbing his fingers gently along the tight patch of hair. I was so wet that he easily slid a finger inside of me. I was on my knees as he slowly explored inside of me. He came up behind me reaching his finger around to work on me some more. I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass cheeks as he continued to explore. Then he found that magic spot. "Oh, yes," I exclaimed softly, signaling that he was at that perfect place. He started to move his finger back and forth slowly and gradually built speed. "Yes, yes, YES!" I could feel a monumental orgasm building that seemed to last forever. It lingered for the longest time at the pinnacle and then I burst into a state of passion. My whole body shook involuntarily from the climax. As good as it was, I still wanted more. I gently laid him back on the bed and straddled him. I grabbed his cock and started rubbing it along the crevice of my pussy. The head of his penis was starting to glisten with my juices. "You want this? You want some of my pussy?" I teased. "Oh, yeah," he nodded eagerly. I reached into my bedside table and pulled out a condom. I quickly unwrapped it. I held his fully erect penis and started to roll the condom on. At first, I wasn't sure it was going to fit since he had grown so big but I finally managed to get it on. Once I had the condom securely on, I lifted myself onto him. I slid on him with ease and started a nice easy motion. My pussy quickly became accustomed to his presence and it seemed to tighten around him. "Oh, wow! Oh, yeah!" I exclaimed with delight. This felt incredibly good. Absolutely amazing! As I bounced up and down on him, I could feel myself getting ready to come again so I adjusted my pace to hold off as long as possible. Hearing his manly grunts mixed with my squeals of delight made me want to come even more. Right when we were both getting ready to explode, he put his hands on my hips and stopped my motions. We shifted positions and went at it again. This time he was on top of me. We would bring ourselves close to climax and then stop and change positions again. We even did a couple of positions that I had never done before. He put my legs over his shoulders which caused a really deep penetration. I could feel my eyes flutter and almost roll back in my head with that one. We took turns shifting around and taking control until it was almost like a wrestling match. It was like a game to see who could end up on top. I think he let me have a chance a couple of times but he definitely had more strength and size. He grabbed me from behind until I was leaning forward with my hands on the headboard. He then thrust himself inside me. He started fucking me hard from behind and his shaft seemed to reach the full depths of my pussy. I was nearly screaming with each thrust. "Oh, YES, fuck me! I wanna be fucked hard!" It wasn't long before I could feel his cock throbbing like mad inside me. This set off a chain reaction inside me and we both climaxed at the same time. It was a single moment of pure ecstasy. We both collapsed on the bed completely out of breath. I snuggled up to him with my arm draped over his chest and my leg over his thigh. It just felt comfortable to be in his arms after such passion and I was glad that he held me. We soon fell asleep naked in each others arms. I don't know how much later it was when I woke up. Unbelievably, I was starting to feel incredibly horny again. I wondered if Jake had enough left in him to go one more round. I reached over to see if I could I could playfully wake him up but he wasn't there. He had left while I was asleep. I let out a disappointed sigh but I wasn't going to allow myself to get worked up or emotional about it. I knew that it was only going to be a one night encounter and nothing else, but there's always something inside that wants more. I wasn't seeing anybody at the time and I wondered how long it would be before I would have another passionate night like that. It was the last and most likely the only one-night stand I'll ever have but it was worth it just this once. At least I would have some great memories to take with me and fantasize about. I was amused to discover that Jake must have taken my panties with him when he left. I guess he wanted a souvenir. Who knows? Maybe he secretly enjoys wearing them.