I was standing outside the bathroom of my friend Bill’s new apartment, waiting to get in.

Bill was having a housewarming party. The liquor had been flowing freely, and everyone was having a good time.

After a few minutes the bathroom door opened, and out came this really pretty blonde girl around 20 years old. She was about five feet eight, with a small waist, and she was wearing a thin tube top that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Her very prominent nipples pushed out against her top, getting my immediate attention. She seemed a little tipsy, and also rather sad.

“Hi,” I said boldly. “You look unhappy. Can I help?” I expected her to tell me to buzz off, but instead she leaned against the door frame with a strange look on her face.

“My boyfriend broke up with me,” she said, sounding as if she was going to cry. “He said my boobs are too small. Do you think they are?”

Well of course this gave me an excuse to look at them more directly. I figured they were about a 34A, not large to be sure, but high and kind of pert, with those mouth-watering nipples. “They look nice to me,” I told her. “But it’s hard to really tell with your top covering them like that.”

Without a word she yanked up her top and stuck her chest out, saying, “How about now?”

As I had thought, she wasn’t wearing a bra, and needless to say, I almost fell over. Her tits were perfect, soft round little half grapefruits, with broad areolae and her nipples stiff and pink in the center.

“They are really gorgeous,” I managed to say, and then added, “Pretty enough to kiss.” With that she reached over, grabbed my head and pulled it down to her chest. I immediately put my mouth over the closest breast and started to suck hard, twirling my tongue around and around the rigid nipple. She began to moan and rub against me, and I could feel my cock stiffen up.

After a minute the blonde put her free arm around my waist and dragged me into the bathroom, slamming the door behind us. She then jumped up on the small counter by the sink, still holding my head to her tit. I moved to the other one and sucked it as well, until she put both hands on my head and began to push it down towards her crotch.

Her skirt had ridden up to her thighs by then, so I stuck my head under the edge and began to nuzzle her panties. They were thin white lace bikinis, and were getting damp and musky already. I could see the outline of her crack through them. A few fine blonde curls peeked out around the edges, her juices making them stick to her flesh. I rubbed my nose around her mound and started to lick the tops of her thighs as she began to squirm and moan. Then she pulled her panties to one side, and pushed my head into her crotch. I quickly began to lick her crack and suck her little clit. Juices were soon running freely out of her pussy, and I lapped them up as fast as I could.

After a minute her back arched and she began to shake and groan. “Quick!” she panted. “Quick, do it now, put it in me.”

I dropped my pants and pushed her legs apart, spreading the pink petals and bringing my dick to them, rubbing it up and down to get it nice and wet. She grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me into her with one movement.

I began to pump slowly in and out, our crotches making a squishy sound as her juices oozed out around my dick. I felt the heat rising in my groin and knew I was going to come any second. The blonde began to moan and shake, and just as I was about to unload a huge mass of sperm there was a loud knock on the bathroom door. “Hey, hurry up in there!” a girl’s voice cried from outside. “I really gotta go!”

The shock made me unload in a hurry, shooting gob after gob of come into the blonde’s pussy, and I knew her orgasmic moans could be heard by whoever was outside. But neither of us could stop until it was over.

“Just a minute,” I called out as we hastily separated. The blonde swiftly pulled down her tube top with one hand and pulled her panties back over her crack with the other, our juices running down her legs as she jumped off the counter and slipped out the door, leaving me with my pants around my ankles and a dripping dick. By the time I had pulled up my trousers and gone out after her, she was nowhere to be seen. I looked for her, but she’d evidently left, and I never saw her again or even found out her name.