Party Popper I was not impressed. By the time Steve and I turned up at the party everyone was drunk and I didn't really feel like coming out on that night. I didn't know anyone and was contemplating leaving before I spotted the most incredible girl I'd ever seen in my life. One look at her was all it needed for my heart to jump into my pants. She was absolutely gorgeous: strawberry blonde, slim and with lips that could have sucked the life out of you in a minute. Her firm, round tits were threatening to burst out of her top at any time and I could see the outline of her nipples through the flimsy fabric. She was also wearing an incredibly short skirt and her legs were quite unlike any I'd ever seen. Creamy white, long and unbelievably sexy. I knew that I just had to talk to this girl. Fortunately Steve knew her friends and without my asking he introduced us all. Immediately the girl started flirting with me: chattering and fluttering her eyelids. I could hardly believe my luck! There was I, coming to this party by chance and almost immediately I'd pulled a cracker. Before I knew it she had her tongue down my throat and everyone else had sympathetically moved away. We were locked in a kiss for what seemed like ages, but I could tell by the passion that this was going to go further, so I let my hands wander slowly and sensously over her body. She responded with shivers and slight noises of pleasure, indications of the effectiveness of my touches. As I moved my fingers down to her crotch, she parted her mouth from our passionate kiss and with little gasps escaping from her slightly parted, soft red lips she forced herself closer to me. Drawing my hand across her knickers I noticed that they were silk, smooth to the touch and just a little bit damp. Finding their place directly between her legs, my fingers slid between the elastic and what I discovered was a smooth fold of skin. As they ventured further I heard a soft moan and just a little hint of a 'yes!'. The beautiful slit was as damp and as slippery as I had ever felt and effortlessly finding the swollen clitoris my fingers massaged and carressed this young girl's cunt for an eternity. I suddenly became aware that we may have been attracting undue attention and led this girl outside. The party had overspilled into the garden, but fortunately there was no one past a line of hedges half way down. Taking my girl by the hand I walked to this foliage. The sounds of the party were blaring from the house, but all I could pay attention to was this delightful young thing walking with me, as eager as I to get stuck in behind the bush. When we reached our destination there was no way of restraining either of us. Our kisses were more passionate than ever, our carresses more deliberate and I could feel sticky, warm juice on my hand as I brushed her inside leg. I could take this no longer. Reaching my hand up her top, I managed to locate the fastener to her bra. Luckily she was wearing a strapless as it pinged straight off without the need to remove any more clothing. After rolling her top up past her breasts, my fingers and tongue pleasured her nipples as she let out quiet gasps that increased in intensity as my brushes became faster and more accurate on the erogonous zones. I could feel her grinding her pussy against my leg and the juice was beginning to seep into the material of my trousers, making my leg damp. She clearly needed some relief down below. Like before, I let my fingers creep slowly down her body until they reached her cunt, but this time I edged my thumb into the material round her backside and pulled down the skimpy silk knickers to her thighs. Frustrated and desperate for relief, she yanked down the underwear to her ankles and kicked it off. The knickers and bra lay in a small pile beside us. After a short while of massaging her clitoris I sensed that she could do with something more satisfying. At this I moved my fingers to the opening of her vagina and I slowly eased two into the hole. She let out a groan louder than I had heard her make before and I guessed I had found the right way to float her boat. I repeatedly moved my first to fingers up and down in her cunt. She let out a little 'oof' on every thrust and I could feel the sticky lubrication actually running down my wrist. I increased my fingers to three and I could tell that she was in dire need of a prick inside her. Moving her over to a fence, I kissed her again. She obviously knew what was on my mind because she let her hands wander to my flies and I felt the zipper and a warm hand enter and clasp my dick inside my underpants. My cock sprang out and she ran her finger up and down the shaft. She was about to go down on me, but I pushed her back up. In a swift action I grabbed her by her shoulders and shoved her against the fence. I then guided my dick until it was touching the slippery entrance to her vagina. I rubbed it up and down a little, allowing a little of the honey to moisten the head and causing her to sigh. I gave her one final kiss on the lips before I penetrated her, causing her to yelp, which turned into a long moan. As I fucked her tight cunt she bucked her hips to try to maximise the pleasure from every thrust. Before long I heard the familiar slurping noises that are usually a turn-off but with this vixen it just made me more horny. As I felt I was about to come, I pulled out and told her to turn around. She did so and leaning her hands on the fence, she exposed the soft white flesh of her bottom as her skirt rode up her body. I began to finger her again and I made sure I received enough of the pussy juice. As she began to enjoy it, I started to moisten the crack of her bottom with the liquid, especially around her sweet rosebud. When I felt she had been lubricated enough, I placed the head of my penis onto the entrance to her anus. She said, 'No, don't do that. I don't want you to do that to me', but I paid no attention. With my finger constantly extracting salty moisture from her cunt and rubbing it where it was needed, I eased myself into her body again. As my cock penetrated her arse, she screamed and tensed up, but I immediately started to fuck her and she stopped. At first she had no reaction to my thrusts, but as she became more and more used to it she started to moan with an intensity I haven't experienced then or since. It seemed like the tight ring of muscle around the entrance to her rear was milking my penis of all it was worth and I could tell that I wouldn't last for much longer. In about five minutes' time I felt the impending orgasm and I pulled out of her arse with a loud 'slop' and grabbed hold of my dick. Stunned by the sharp exit she stood up and turned round abruptly. Sensing that I was about to come she went down on me and took more or less my whole cock in her mouth. I could see the twinkle of her eyes looking up at me in the twilight and I started to orgasm. I shot the first jet of semen into her mouth and it must have hit the back of her throat because she winced and stopped sucking and licking my dick. I then proceeded to fire more cum into her and she was forced to let my cock go. Grabbing my dick I aimed my shots of jism at her face. Some went into her hair and more onto her clothes. As my orgasm subsided she swallowed with a gasp what cum had forced itself into her mouth. As she made a crude attempt to clear the semen from her clothes (I didn't tell her about her hair) and gather together her underwear, I sat down on the dry grass. She came and sat next to me and kissed me on the lips. She grabbed my left hand and moved it to her crotch. I realised that she had not come and started to finger her again. As she bucked on my hand I went down to her cunt. After removing my fingers I let my tongue flick over her clitoris. She enjoyed this immensely and I soon brought her to a screaming orgasm which attracted the attention of a few people on the patio a hundred yards up the garden. After another passionate kiss, I persuaded her to put her underwear into her handbag and return with me to the party. After a drink with some of her friends, who noticed the semen in her hair and shot me a few impressed glances, I called a cab and the two of us went back to my flat. The rest is history, I guess.