There, right next to a hundred or so people dancing, was a girl on her knees giving a blowjob. She was facing away so we could only see the back of he... head, her bobbing blonde head. I looked at her for a second. “Is that Dana” I nearly had to yell into Holly’s ear. She re-examined the fellating girl for a second then turned to me “I think your right”. We finished off our beers, tossing the empty plastic cups. We walked to the other corner, to the blowing couple. Holly and I started dancing. My dear mother and father had left at four for a weekend away, leaving my 21 year old brother Jack in charge for the night. My strictly rule abiding brother who had exchanged his usual Friday night in the pub for sitting in the living room with his friends so he could ensure I would stay firmly planted dying this horrible death of excruciating boredom. The clock felt like it was taunting me, knowing tonight was going to drag in I made my way to the kitchen hoping to grab a few beers and some. Eve began to lick his cock from base to lip, with long firm movements. Each time she reached the tip, she would press her tongue into his slit, moved back down again, after teasing the head some more. She was relentless in the attention she paid his throbbing rod. When her mouth left him, the cool air jolted him to attention. Eve’s small hand began to stroke him, lifting his cock high so she could suck his balls into her hungry mouth. She playfully rolled them around with her tongue, while. And because of that, Lorraine and I got to know each other fairly well but only as a sister of my friend at that stage. But then I began to notice her more as a woman than my mates sister. She was very good looking, dark hair, with curves and bumps in all the right places, so my thoughts started to turn toward sex. My mate told me that she walked around at home in her underwear sometimes so with that in mind it was then I really started to enjoy the pleasure of masturbation. Now at almost 16, I.