Intoxicated by Wine and Woman

The panties slid gently down, and Jelena increasingly pushed them away from my hot little kitty, which craved warm and wet touches. She completely freed my wet little pussy and eagerly began to lick it with long and devilishly juicy licks. Her tongue circled in all directions, parting my labia and fully focusing on my swollen clitoris. She caressed it between her full lips, moistening it with the juices of her wild little tongue. I firmly grabbed her head, pushing her uncontrollably deeper into the depths of my crotch

I was supposed to spend Saturday with my dear one at his weekend house, but at the last minute, a call came from his best friend, inviting us to a party in the cellar, celebrating his girlfriend's graduation. I was furious that I had to celebrate the graduation of someone I didn't even know, but I knew my boyfriend would be really angry if I refused to go, so I reluctantly decided to attend.

Bruna's cellar was located somewhere in the hills above Samobor; we arrived there around nine in the evening, even though we were invited for six. Most of the unfamiliar crowd was already there, having a great time to the rhythms of local music. The whole way from Zagreb to Samobor, I barely spoke five words to my boyfriend, hoping I would at least cheer up a bit in the cellar. After a nice dinner and a glass of wine, everything became much more fun, and I even felt like talking to people I had never seen before, and about some completely trivial topics. Jelena, Bruna's girlfriend, was exceptionally cheerful and kind to everyone, talking to me as if we had been hanging out together all the time, even though we had never met before. The guys, as usual, separated a bit, while a few of us girls talked about future husbands, places to live, and the most common arguments with our men.

My mood completely returned, which was surely mostly due to the wine, but also the constant laughter in the company of women. The biggest problem that evening was going to the bathroom because the cellar didn't have one, and it was at least minus five outside. I endured as much as I could, and the thought of freezing outside was the last thing on my mind. It was already strange to me that no one else needed the toilet, so I complained to Jelena that I really couldn't hold it any longer. She found it funny that I hadn't told her earlier, and offered to hop over to her place for a bathroom break since her house was only a five-minute drive from the cellar. So the two of us set off in her car; it was already past midnight, and there wasn't a soul on the streets. I felt very accepted in Jelena's company and was glad that I was increasingly convinced I had gained another friend. Her house was huge, and she owned the entire top floor, actually an attic. None of her family was awake, so we quietly climbed the stairs.

In an instant, I pulled down my pants and panties, finally relieving my truly full bladder. Jelena stood in front of me, looking at herself in the mirror above the sink, carefully washing her hands. At first, I felt a bit awkward that she had entered the bathroom with me, but I realized it was a normal female gesture. After all, we were both quite drunk, so I welcomed her company. I had an indescribable urge to keep talking, and Jelena proved to be a person full of understanding for all my emotional and other problems.

We switched places, and while Jelena was peeing, I splashed my face with cold water, trying to get myself a bit together. After a few moments, Jelena joined me at the sink and began to caress my hot neck with her cold, wet hands. I enjoyed her touch and her breath on my face; I looked at her in the mirror, suddenly left speechless. She gently pressed her soft, full lips against my cheek and wrapped her arms around my waist. I felt dizzy and thought I would collapse into her arms at any moment, but her kisses managed to awaken me, and I felt an indescribable need to reciprocate. She whispered in my ear how much she liked me and how she would give anything to be allowed to satisfy me with her hot tongue. I caressed her face in approval, and I was terribly afraid to admit to her that I had never found myself in a woman's embrace before.

But it wasn't even necessary; Jelena immediately whispered to me that I just had to relax and enjoy, she would take care of everything else. Her little fingers slid over my breasts, gently unbuttoning the buttons on my top, beneath which was just a thin tank top. My nipples had completely hardened and swollen, crying out for her touch. She mischievously kissed my neck, removing piece by piece of clothing from me. Soon I was left only in small, semi-transparent black panties, and Jelena continued to circle her tongue over my naked body, stopping mostly on my hot, swollen breasts. She gently caressed them with her warm palms, giving my painfully hard nipples new doses of excitement.
I eagerly watched her slender body, and I began to frantically strip her of her clothes too. She was petite, yet had all the necessary feminine assets. I enjoyed her soft skin, eagerly awaiting every touch of her eager tongue and lips.

When the last piece of clothing slipped off her, she turned her face towards my belly and began to massage it with her soft, rough tongue. The panties slid gently down, and Jelena increasingly pushed them away from my hot little kitty, which craved warm and wet touches. She completely freed my wet little pussy and eagerly began to lick it with long and devilishly juicy licks. Her tongue circled in all directions, parting my labia and fully focusing on my swollen clitoris. She caressed it between her full lips, moistening it with the juices of her wild little tongue. I firmly grabbed her head, pushing her uncontrollably deeper into the depths of my crotch. My body trembled, my legs spread, I was completely open, ready to accept whatever she put inside me. Soon she delighted me with the thickness of her three fingers; she pressed them deep inside me, as if seeking to make me moan sensually.

I was afraid of being too loud, but Jelena persistently encouraged me to show everything I felt. I let out all the sounds of excitement, repeating to her how wonderful she was and how I wanted her to take me to the end. She was thrilled with my pleasure, and she pressed her fingers even deeper into the depths of my narrow channel. I moaned louder and louder, grabbing onto whatever I could reach. She completely spread my pussy, simply killing it with her thick and lustful tongue. I twisted my hips and butt in rhythm with her thrusts, begging her to fuck me more and more.

Insatiably, she focused on my clitoris, sucking it powerfully into the soft interior of her mouth. She asked me to come in her mouth, to completely fill her with my hot pussy juices. I pressed my face against hers, rubbing my kitty in every possible direction, and then I pulled her hair hard, letting her know that the orgasm was getting closer. She brutally shoved a fourth finger into my greedy pussy. I trembled all over, and Jelena continued to mercilessly tease me; I literally came while jumping on her face, and she licked and licked me, completely driving my eager pussy crazy, as if she wanted to give me several more orgasms right away, which she succeeded in doing.

After I calmed down a bit, I pulled her close to me, wanting to thank her with kisses for the wonderful orgasms. We caressed each other with our hot bodies, rubbing our protruding nipples against each other; I wanted her all to myself, I wanted to push my tongue deep into her vagina, lick her along her entire body, but she kept kissing me relentlessly, whispering in my ear how glad she was that I enjoyed and how she would be happy if I allowed her to enjoy my company again. I suggested that I satisfy her too, to which she replied:
“Trust me, you have no idea how much you have delighted and satisfied me with your pleasure! It was wonderful.”

We spent a little more time embraced, and then slowly got dressed. The cold air completely sobered me up and freed me from the dizziness, and only then did I become fully aware of the time spent with Jelena and everything that had happened. Before entering the cellar, she kissed me one more time, asking me to promise her that we would play together again sometime. I gently kissed her on the cheek, telling her that I definitely wouldn't want to miss that. Smiling, we opened the door to the little house, apologizing for taking a little longer.

However, almost no one even noticed us. Most were totally drunk; it annoyed me a bit that my own boyfriend hadn't touched me all night, but still, I was happy because Jelena's touches had more than consoled me. I was immensely grateful to her for showing me how beautiful and fulfilling tenderness with a woman can be.