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Her hands were fidgeting in the front pockets of her jeans. I just figured she wanted in like everybody else, and I pointed her around back where the party was.

Her eyes broke contact with mine, but she smiled as she turned away. I always figured she had come from a broken home, and perhaps a little rough because of it, but that smile let me know she wasn't so untouchable.

I must have taken a lot of bravery to come to this party alone. As the night became morning, most people had already left, leaving behind empty bottles and cigarette butts everywhere.

The cleanup was going to be hell. There were a few stragglers still hanging out, but since the group was small, we headed into the house.

Sitting on the "L" shaped sofa in front of the TV, us all half baked, we settled down to the "still buzzed but sobering post party" conversation.

I guess by that point, there was about nine of us left. Eight of us were sitting around talking, and the ninth, Chantelle, was sitting close enough to hear, but not speaking herself.

After an hour or two, the last two girls except Chantelle left, and though it was strange having six guys and just one girl sitting around, she didn't seem to mind.

During the ensuing conversation, I kept looking at her to see if she was alright. Other than looking softer and prettier than I had imagined her up close, she seemed okay.

She still didn't speak, and the conversation persisted as if she wasn't there. With most of the girls gone, the macho stuff stopped, and we started talking about how strange it was we had never really hung out together till this evening.

We were all from different social groups, and were realizing that the differences between us weren't so great. We felt, in this early morning conversation, we were starting some kind of new day, where who you are didn't matter, you were accepted all the same.

It was one of those weird moments, where everyone present shares a moment of clarity, a feeling of acceptance. They all started thanking me for bringing them all together, as if I had lead this revolution, when in truth, I was reluctantly nominated its host.

In a stupor, each guy got up and hugged me, thanking me for this chance to feel accepted. Yeah, we were still drunk. Then, when an awkward lull appeared after the last hug, a most unexpected move broke the silence.

As I was about to sit back down, Chantelle stood up, took two nervous steps towards me, and hugged me. She placed her arms under mine, held me close, and placed her head on my shoulder.

Holding her in my arms, her body pressed close to mine, I felt an instinctive need to protect her, and perhaps that thought triggered something inside of her.

Instead of speaking, she started to cry, and her slight convulsions also shook my body. Although I should have been touched by this moment, I couldn't break my mind away from how nice her breasts under white T-shirt felt jiggling against my chest.

Even in her state of exposed vulnerability, I couldn't restrain my animal reaction; I couldn't keep my thoughts pure.

I think she felt the hardening bulge in my jeans, because she quickly drew her head from my shoulder to look me in the eyes, although her body remained pressed close.

Now it was my turn to not to be able to speak, instead I must have blushed, trying to find the right excuse. But, to my great surprise, she merely smiled.

Perhaps words eluded her, but this was something she did understand. I guess her life had taught her only one way to show gratitude, and she dropped to her knees to express it.

Although I was highly aware of the six other guys watching in disbelief, she seemed oblivious to them, as if complete focused on what she was about to do.

As her thumb and forefinger slowly drew the fly of my jeans down, her fingernails scraped along my jeans. My cock, already hard, furiously tried to spring from under the cloth of my underwear.

My legs felt weak, and I braced myself on the top of the couch behind me. Pulling my cock through the underwear flap that has no other purpose, she looked up at me for approval.

I closed my eyes, turned my head, and groaned, which was all the confirmation she needed. I felt an incredibly moist tongue lightly touch the underside of the tip of my cock.

As the tongue swirled underneath, I felt her lips slowly close on the head. At that moment, I totally forget about the other guys there too.

As she held the shaft of my penis with her hand, she gave me the best blow job I've ever had. Other girlfriends had blown me as if it was merely a requirement of dating, but this girl was embracing me with her lips and tongue, giving me pleasure for her own reasons.

When I would open my eyes every once in a while, I saw her always looking up at me, trying to judge how much I enjoyed each movement.

Suddenly I felt my whole cock slip into the mouth, the tip actually pressing the back of her throat. Her nose came right into my public hairs.

I could her breath coming strongly and rapidly through her nostrils, fighting for oxygen, and yet at the same time her being unwilling to let up on the constant sucking of my penis.

On her final bob, I felt my penis go wholly inside of her mouth and throat, and shot my load right then. I don't she even had a chance to taste the first spurt.

But she must have tasted the rest, as she cleaned up every last drop, sucking me dry as I groaned and groaned, feeling the tightness of my balls.

As I caught my breath and opened my eyes, she was still between my legs, staring at me. When I smiled, the big grin every man smiles after an incredible orgasm, she smiled back, I guess happy to have pleasured me.

I saw a few of the other guys had their dicks out already. I guess some of them must have been masturbating while watching me get sucked, and I would have felt embarrassed except I was still glowing.

Looking up at me, she touched my knee with her hand and smiled again, before crawling on all fours to the guy sitting next to me.

Now it was my turn to watch, as she put her head right in his lap. His cock disappears in her sucking cheeks, but I guess he wanted more of a show.

As she sucked, he leaned over her back, and stretched out her arms to grab her shirt. As the shirt tail pulled out of the jeans, the strap of her white bra became exposed.

She had to stop briefly from her cock sucking to let him pull the shirt over her head. At one point the shirt got stuck, we all saw her twisting with her shirt over head, and boobs bouncing around.

I don't think a single man in the room didn't want to grab them right then and there. When her T-shirt came off, she licked her lips, and got right back down to business.

Another came forward, and undid the clasp of her bra. Her tits came free, and hanging down as she sucked the seated man, seemed larger than possible.

Two men went to each side of her, who was still furiously finishing the seated guy. They each took a breast in hand, and began fondling her.

It started to take effect, as now not only her head bobbed, but her ass, stuck up in the air, started to grind against an imaginary cock.

When the guy on left gave her nipple a little pinch, she gave a quick whimper, as her body contracted. I felt myself starting to get hard again.

A forth guy came up behind, and started to undo her jeans. After undoing the top button, he waited to see her reaction, but she was too busy doing the final stokes on the guy, the same strokes which had finished me just ten minutes earlier.

Try as he might, the jeans wouldn't come off with her bend over in that position.

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Email required Address never made public. I would have said no, but Tony is there, who's smoked me up for free a number of times, so I owe him one.

So now, I'm nervous like a cockroach. There is a huge gathering of kids in my backyard, many of whom are smoking up for the first time, as the already high druggies decide to share the wealth on this momentous occasion.

The final ring of the doorbell was the biggest shocker though, it was Chantelle. She had come alone.

We knew each other casually from school, but her being in the remedial stream, and me in the honours stream, our interaction had been limited to say the least.

Sometimes I'd see her walking to school in the mornings, living just down the street from me. Standing there, at my door, her eyes met with mine.

She opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Her hands were fidgeting in the front pockets of her jeans. I just figured she wanted in like everybody else, and I pointed her around back where the party was.

Her eyes broke contact with mine, but she smiled as she turned away. I always figured she had come from a broken home, and perhaps a little rough because of it, but that smile let me know she wasn't so untouchable.

I must have taken a lot of bravery to come to this party alone. As the night became morning, most people had already left, leaving behind empty bottles and cigarette butts everywhere.

The cleanup was going to be hell. There were a few stragglers still hanging out, but since the group was small, we headed into the house. Sitting on the "L" shaped sofa in front of the TV, us all half baked, we settled down to the "still buzzed but sobering post party" conversation.

I guess by that point, there was about nine of us left. Eight of us were sitting around talking, and the ninth, Chantelle, was sitting close enough to hear, but not speaking herself.

After an hour or two, the last two girls except Chantelle left, and though it was strange having six guys and just one girl sitting around, she didn't seem to mind.

During the ensuing conversation, I kept looking at her to see if she was alright. Other than looking softer and prettier than I had imagined her up close, she seemed okay.

She still didn't speak, and the conversation persisted as if she wasn't there. With most of the girls gone, the macho stuff stopped, and we started talking about how strange it was we had never really hung out together till this evening.

We were all from different social groups, and were realizing that the differences between us weren't so great. We felt, in this early morning conversation, we were starting some kind of new day, where who you are didn't matter, you were accepted all the same.

It was one of those weird moments, where everyone present shares a moment of clarity, a feeling of acceptance. They all started thanking me for bringing them all together, as if I had lead this revolution, when in truth, I was reluctantly nominated its host.

In a stupor, each guy got up and hugged me, thanking me for this chance to feel accepted. Yeah, we were still drunk. Then, when an awkward lull appeared after the last hug, a most unexpected move broke the silence.

As I was about to sit back down, Chantelle stood up, took two nervous steps towards me, and hugged me. She placed her arms under mine, held me close, and placed her head on my shoulder.

Holding her in my arms, her body pressed close to mine, I felt an instinctive need to protect her, and perhaps that thought triggered something inside of her.

Instead of speaking, she started to cry, and her slight convulsions also shook my body. Although I should have been touched by this moment, I couldn't break my mind away from how nice her breasts under white T-shirt felt jiggling against my chest.

Even in her state of exposed vulnerability, I couldn't restrain my animal reaction; I couldn't keep my thoughts pure. I think she felt the hardening bulge in my jeans, because she quickly drew her head from my shoulder to look me in the eyes, although her body remained pressed close.

Now it was my turn to not to be able to speak, instead I must have blushed, trying to find the right excuse. But, to my great surprise, she merely smiled.

Perhaps words eluded her, but this was something she did understand. I guess her life had taught her only one way to show gratitude, and she dropped to her knees to express it.

Although I was highly aware of the six other guys watching in disbelief, she seemed oblivious to them, as if complete focused on what she was about to do.

As her thumb and forefinger slowly drew the fly of my jeans down, her fingernails scraped along my jeans. My cock, already hard, furiously tried to spring from under the cloth of my underwear.

My legs felt weak, and I braced myself on the top of the couch behind me. Pulling my cock through the underwear flap that has no other purpose, she looked up at me for approval.

I closed my eyes, turned my head, and groaned, which was all the confirmation she needed. I felt an incredibly moist tongue lightly touch the underside of the tip of my cock.

As the tongue swirled underneath, I felt her lips slowly close on the head. At that moment, I totally forget about the other guys there too.

As she held the shaft of my penis with her hand, she gave me the best blow job I've ever had. Other girlfriends had blown me as if it was merely a requirement of dating, but this girl was embracing me with her lips and tongue, giving me pleasure for her own reasons.

When I would open my eyes every once in a while, I saw her always looking up at me, trying to judge how much I enjoyed each movement.

Suddenly I felt my whole cock slip into the mouth, the tip actually pressing the back of her throat. Her nose came right into my public hairs.

I could her breath coming strongly and rapidly through her nostrils, fighting for oxygen, and yet at the same time her being unwilling to let up on the constant sucking of my penis.

On her final bob, I felt my penis go wholly inside of her mouth and throat, and shot my load right then. I don't she even had a chance to taste the first spurt.

But she must have tasted the rest, as she cleaned up every last drop, sucking me dry as I groaned and groaned, feeling the tightness of my balls.

As I caught my breath and opened my eyes, she was still between my legs, staring at me. When I smiled, the big grin every man smiles after an incredible orgasm, she smiled back, I guess happy to have pleasured me.

I saw a few of the other guys had their dicks out already. I guess some of them must have been masturbating while watching me get sucked, and I would have felt embarrassed except I was still glowing.

Looking up at me, she touched my knee with her hand and smiled again, before crawling on all fours to the guy sitting next to me.

Now it was my turn to watch, as she put her head right in his lap. His cock disappears in her sucking cheeks, but I guess he wanted more of a show.

As she sucked, he leaned over her back, and stretched out her arms to grab her shirt. As the shirt tail pulled out of the jeans, the strap of her white bra became exposed.

She had to stop briefly from her cock sucking to let him pull the shirt over her head. At one point the shirt got stuck, we all saw her twisting with her shirt over head, and boobs bouncing around.

I don't think a single man in the room didn't want to grab them right then and there. When her T-shirt came off, she licked her lips, and got right back down to business.

Another came forward, and undid the clasp of her bra.

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