[FM] I got a Friendsgiving stuffing and EVERYONE KNEW

Two evenings ago my friends and I had "Friendsgiving." We do this every year on the day before Thanksgiving. The usual suspects are all there, including "Jack." We rotate where we have Friendsgiving every year, and this year it was at Jack's apartment.

Jack, is my age, 23, and we used to hook up. He is a sweet guy, and in my opinion, very attractive. He is about 6'4'', with jet black hair. He has an athletic build with a great ass and an even better dick.

After catching up with Jack for a few minutes, talking about his job in finance, we had Friendsgiving dinner. After dinner, Jack disappeared for a time. No one seemed to notice but me, and I went snooping. I found his door closed and softly knocked on it. He answered and told me to come in and I slipped into his room quietly so as to avoid attracting the attention of some of our friends.

"Wanted to get away from everybody for a few minutes. Mind if I hang in here with you?"

"Sure," Jack replied.

We talked a bit more. I asked more about work, his dating situation, his friends, and he started to loosen up and tell me how there are a few girls he had hooked up with, but hadn't pursued a relationship with. As he spoke, I couldn't help but remember some of the sex we had together, I remembered the pleasure he gave me. I thought I was able to make out the bulge in his pants, which didn't help my unholy thoughts. Regardless, I felt myself getting surprisingly wet alone in the room with him.

When his cell phone rang a minute later, I whispered that I was going to the bathroom and I'd be right back. He nodded and went back to his call. I took another glance at the bulge in his pants and had an incredible urge to just drop to the floor and bury his cock in my mouth while he talked on the phone. But I resisted—at least temporarily.

While in the bathroom, with Friendsgiving still roaring in the living room, I resolved to seduce Jack. I hadn't been laid in weeks and absolutely needed a good fuck, which I knew Jack could provide. I hiked my skirt up just enough to cover my ass and adjusted my top to show off the girls a bit more and walked confidently back into Jack's room, as he continued his phone call.

He almost stopped talking when he saw me, looking decidedly more slutty now than when I walked out of his room minutes earlier. He ended his phone call telling the person on the other end that he would call them back. Jack knew as much as I did where this was going.

"You know, Jack, I bet my tits are better than most of those skanks you were telling me about." I whispered as I cupped my boobs for his viewing pleasure.

He looked up at me, totally caught off guard and not sure what to say or do. I approached him. I said "What, you don't remember?" I grabbed his hands and placed them on my big tits.

"You know, I can't really remember them as well when I can't see them."

I smiled. "Well if you get to remember mine, then I get to remember yours!" With that, I gazed down at his crotch and gave it a quick pet with my hand.

"Deal!"

The only problem was the party going on outside, we couldn't be gone too long. Eventually someone would come looking for us, so I told him we had to be quick.

I straddled him on the bed, grabbed his hands and placed them under my top. He squeezed my tits through my bra, and greeted them like they were old friends.

I moaned softly as he played with me, and my hand found its way to his crotch. I rubbed and squeezed his package through his pants, feeling his cock become erect through the fabric. I took my top off so he could see them under my bra. He moved forward to kiss them but I met his lips with mine instead. Our lips stayed locked on each other for a moment, and then we broke apart. I looked at Jack, overcome with lust.

I moved in to kiss him again, this time slipping my tongue into his mouth. He met mine with his, and we made out while his big hands caressed me and my hands fondled his cock.

My bra was next, I reached behind myself, unclasping it. As it slid off of my chest, Jack wasted no time leaning in and taking first one, then the other one into his mouth, sucking my nipples and pinching them with his fingers. Then I did something I remembered that Jack loved— I bent my head down and licked my own nipple while he licked the other one.

Soon, I fished Jack's cock out, and it was even bigger than I remembered. It's not porno long, but is really thick, which I love. I got reacquainted with it quickly.

"I want to put you in my mouth," I said.

I knelt in front of him so I was face to face with his package. I gripped him with both hands and slowly slid just his cockhead into my mouth. He held the back of my head as my mouth coated his cock in saliva. As I got into the groove, my lips soon covered almost half of his fat cock.

Suddenly he made me stop. I think I was close to making him cum.

He grabbed my hand and put me on the edge of the bed and had me lie down. He spread my legs apart after removing my skirt and ran his hands up my thighs until they reached my thong, now drenched in my own juices.

He bent down and kissed my mound through the fabric, and then began to lick all around my pussy, tracing the triangle of cloth on the outside. I squirmed under him, remembering how proficient he was at eating me out, and begging for more.

Thankfully, he moved my panties to the side and buried his face between my pussy lips, lapping away for all he was worth. Without meaning to, I yelped out loud as he went to town on my pussy. Then he found my clit and soon was making me convulse above him until I finally erupted on his face.

I lay silent for a minute, a wide smile across my face as I reveled in my climax.

My legs stayed spread open, inviting him to fill me with his meat. He lined up cock and cunt, and slowly inched forward, ready to bury it inside me, though I noticed a bit of hesitation.

"Fuck me, Jack. I need it, pleaaaassseee!!!" I begged way too loudly, but I was in a fucking state to be perfectly fair.

He slid his cockhead inside me, letting it sit there until I begged him for more—it was torture how slow he was going. Sweet torture. He slipped in a bit more, then a bit more after that, my pussy had forgotten how thick he was.

"Keep going! Fuck me!"

My tits jostled in unison with the rhythms his cock made with my pussy. He worked it in and out, varying speed and force.

"Oh my gaaaahhh—"

I came again—this time on his cock, while he stifled my cries with his hand, my juices coating his cock.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He announced after my second orgasm had finished.

I wasn't about to let him creampie me, so I moaned for him to "do it on my tits," and grabbed onto them as he fucked into me one or two more times before pulling out his cock and aiming it at my chest.

He pumped it quick with his hands for maybe two seconds before he erupted what seemed like gallons of white milky cum all over my breasts, neck, and even some on my face. He came so much that my whole upper body seemed to be glazed over with cum as I rubbed it into my skin and all over myself. It felt like a really thick moisturizer.

As his orgasm subsided, he rested his slowly softening cock on my cum coated tits, and we looked at each other and smiled as we regained our breath. After buttoning up his pants, he handed me a towel, which I used to clean up my glazed body as best I could.

We re-joined the part separately and were greeted by our friends, who KNEW EXACTLY WHAT WE DID.

Oh well, at least I got my stuffing.