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My personal record, giving 3 blowjobs in a singleI miss clubbing, but nothing I've done since has topped the time I sucked off 3 guys at the club.I was 19 then. Just as tiny, just as introverted, but just a little more stressed. My hall mates and I went clubbing every other week, because we enjoyed getting drunk and shit-faced, and I enjoyed the sex. They didn't have to know that though. I remember I was wearing a tight racer back dress, the kind that could bring out what little curves I had. My friends were dressed to tease and maybe make out with hot strangers, but I was dying to fuck.We arrived at the club slightly buzzed, and being a gaggle of hot 19 year old girls, we got some attention immediately. While my friends flirted with some of the guys, I noticed one of them checking me out a little more than usual. He came over and said hi, but I couldn't catch his name over the music. Not that it mattered much. He was decently hot, and as we introduced ourselves, I suggested getting a drink at the bar.Separated from my friends (and the music), I continued chatting with him over my half-empty cocktail. As soon as I emptied my drink, he motioned towards the bartender. "Do you want another drink? I'll pay.""Well, I've always wanted to try a Blowjob shot." We burst out of the club less than 10 minutes later, as I dragged him into the alleyway. He kissed me hungrily, and our hands roamed over each other's body."You taste like Bailey's," he muttered between breaths. Well, he tasted like cigarettes, but I wasn't gonna ruin this moment. My hands ran down his back, and I gripped his dick, moaning into him. My fingers reached upwards, unbuckling his belt."Yeah?" I asked. He nodded once, swearing under his breath and leaning back, as I squatted down and tugged his pants down. I jerked his hard cock to life, licking the pre-cum off the tip before going down on him. I don't remember how long his cock was, but it was average. Long enough to gag on, but short enough to deep throat with ease.I gripped his ass, getting into a good rhythm, and then he came. By the time I got his cock out, it spurted once onto my chin half-heartedly.That's it?I cleaned his cock off, mildly annoyed, even as he lavished praise on me. He gave me his number and I put on a smile, promising to text him later, as he hurriedly left the alleyway and disappeared. God damn it. I deleted his contact bahis siteleri (http://www.nebme.com/) with a grimace, and re-entered the club.I found most of my friends quickly, and I wiped off my chin on a napkin as I made up a story about my guy and our extended absence. We were making out somewhere, but he got a call and ran off. My friends patted my arm, consoling me, and they suggested heading back onto the dance floor.We danced for a few songs, first in our own circle, before slowly expanding and letting guys in. I picked a taller, more athletic looking guy. Someone who can last more than a minute. Eventually, his hands began to roam down my body, and he looked at me in surprise. Of course I wasn't wearing panties, I'm here to get fucked. I beamed up at him, like butter won't melt, even as I ground my hips into him.As we drifted away from my friends, I made it clear that I was definitely down to fuck. He grinned lasciviously as I gave his cock a good squeeze. He moved with the same urgency as I did, as we left the club and headed back to the same alleyway. This wasn't his first time in this alleyway."Well aren't you a slut?" he asked, even as I kneeled down and tugged his pants down. I tugged on my dress, pulling my sleeves together, and stuck out my tongue mischievously. "Am I?"I cut his reply off, circling my tongue around the head of his cock. This time, my hands were fully involved, paying keen attention to his balls, trying to make sure he didn't cum too quickly this time. When he was finally satisfied with my display of deepthroating prowess, he pulled me up. "Fuck."Why use many word when few word do trick? I fully agreed with the sentiment and I nodded, hiking up my dress. He spun me around and I arched my back, pushing my ass out. I felt him running his hands over my body, lightly spanking my ass, before pushing into me.Shit, my condom was still in my purse. But I could hear how wet I was. Nothing, not even my friends discovering us, was gonna stop me. He carefully bottomed out in me, as I groaned in satisfaction. Dildos are great, but they're not cocks. And then he started fucking me. Maybe it was the seedy alley, maybe it was the fact that my tits were out for the world to see, maybe I just needed dick. I came quickly, crying out as he pounded into me, dragging out my orgasm for a few agonizing seconds.His hands left my hips and travelled upwards, gripping canlı bahis siteleri (http://www.nebme.com/) me by the shoulders and pulling me up. I pressed my arms against the wall, and all I could do was ask for more, praising his wonderful cock as he threatened to fuck me into the wall. Eventually, he stopped the pounding and spun me back around. He put his hand on my head, and I got the message, kneeling down. As soon as I gripped his cock, he came on my chin, letting it fly all over my face. He panted hard, as I milked the last drops of cum from his gradually softening cock and cleaned my juices off him.I got to my feet, tugging my dress back up, grinning like the Cheshire cat. I caught my breath and extended my hand. "So hi! My name's Shabnam!"He laughed, as he took my hand, giving me a firm handshake. "Hi, I'm Jon."We quickly exchanged numbers, and I asked, "I'm heading back in to check on my friends. Wanna come with?"He looked at me in surprise, before nodding. "Sure!"I made a token effort to clean the larger streaks of cum off my face, even as I unlocked my phone to check on my friends. They appeared drunk, judging from the spelling errors in their messages, and they definitely looked drunk, judging from the state I found them in."Hi Shabnam!" one of them slurred. She was starting to sway like a palm tree, and I quickly began to sober up. As Jon introduced himself to my incredibly drunk friends, I offered to catch up with him some other time. I'd love to fuck him again, but at that moment, my friends needed to get home. As the last person stumbled into a taxi, I sighed. I was definitely way too sober now. My friends had received explicit instructions to shower and drink a tall glass of water, but I was starting to feel the signs of a headache set in.And then my phone's battery died on me.Aw shit.The club was beginning to empty out, and I approached a few people for help, asking if they had power banks or if they were willing to call me a cab. The first few people rejected me, and it took me until the 3rd rejection to realize why. I still had cum on my chin. I stood aside, wiping it off discreetly before trying to look for a 4th person to seek help from."Oh hey!" someone said, as I approached him. "Hi?""We were dancing in the club!" he explained. I feigned recognition, even as I noticed him checking me out under the streetlight's brighter glow. He was alone, and canlı bahis (http://www.nebme.com/) his phone was definitely working, so I made my play. I casually asked him if he had a power bank to spare for my phone, or if he could call me a cab. He declined, but I stepped closer. His eyes widened, as he glanced down at my lips and chin. Isn't there anything I could do to make up?He melted in my hands, as I pulled him into the alleyway. I made him get me a cab first, a hand idly caressing the bulge in his pants as the other hand entered my hall's front gate as my destination. He tried to ask me back to his place, but his heart wasn't entirely into it. Once I got a cab, I slipped his phone into his pocket, tugged his pants down and went to work.Sure, it was an average cock, but eh, I wasn't going for speed or even a stellar blowjob. It said my driver would be arriving in 10 minutes, so I planned to make him cum in 9 minutes. I feigned a little inexperience, gagging on his cock, jacking him off a little too aggressively, just teasing him in general.His phone buzzed, and I knew my cab was arriving soon. I sped up, picking up the pace, and I began to deepthroat him properly, gagging on his cock once or twice before fitting most of his whole length into my mouth. I could feel him approaching the edge, and I pulled him closer, finally getting into a good rhythm. I began to edge him, stroking him whenever he got a little too close to cumming, just waiting for his phone to go off.As soon as the driver called, I pressed his cock into me. I felt the first shot of cum hit the back of my throat and I began swallowing. He gripped the side of my head, and after the last shot, I pulled myself off him. The call disconnected, and I stepped out of the alleyway, spotting my taxi."Byeeee!" I shouted, as he tried to pull up his pants and wave goodbye at the same time. I watched him exit the alleyway as my cab drove off. It was nearly 4am when I got back to my room. The cum on my face had long since dried, and it was starting to get on my nerves. I checked in with my friends, as they half-drunkenly announced they were safe on our groupchat. I announced I was back in my room, and sent them a picture of my giant mug of water. I stripped down to my towel, and climbed into the shower, clit still buzzing with excitement. Using the head of the shower and a small vibrator from my room, I came once more, under the fluorescent light of the communal shower, as I thought of Jon's cock in me again. I've hooked up with Jon a few more times since, but nothing quite compares to the first time I fucked him in a dingy alley next to the club.