It was summer between my sophomore and junior year of college, a friend was getting married and I was among the group of friends invited. We were at the cocktail hour between the ceremony and dinner and I started talking to Marcy, a girl I knew from the dorm although we weren't close friends and probably had never talked to her one on one. But we hit it off and she made a point of getting our dinner seats next to each other. After the meal, the obligatory toasts and dances, we hung out on the dance floor, after a while I asked her if she wanted to walk outside. The venue was some sort of arboretum, there were all sorts of trees and plants around - she said sure. So we grabbed our champagne glasses and I snagged a bottle of champagne from the bar and we headed out. Eventually we came to a small clearing where there was a table and a few chairs so we sat down and got comfortable.
We were making out, I confess I was getting pretty handsy although she didn't seem to mind. After a few minutes, I had her lean against the table and I pulled her panties down and off. I then lifted up her dress and leaned in and started licking her clit. After she came, we switched positions and she undid my pants and pulled my dick out and started sucking it. After a couple of minutes she stopped and said "see how you like this". She took a huge swig of champagne and then took me back in her mouth. Between her hand moving up and down the shaft, her lips and tongue on the head and the bubbles from the champagne I came almost instantly. She powered through and eventually gulped everything down. I asked her where she learned a trick like that and she told me she had read about it in Cosmo.
We were getting ready to have intercourse when we heard voices coming close, so we straightened out our clothes and sat back on the chairs so I wouldn't be obvious what had been up. Just as they got really close I saw her eyes get really big and noticed she was looking at her panties sitting on the table, I grabbed them and stuffed them in my pocket. We decided to go back and join the party, she made a point of giving me her number at the end of the night and made me promise to call her.
I waited a couple days and called her, but she just totally blew me off. Single word answers to everything I said, acted like I was annoying her. So I said nice talking to you, hung up, and threw her number away. A month or so later I heard from the groom that Marcy had complained to his wife that I had only called her once. Apparently she wanted to talk to me but couldn't because her boyfriend was there. WTF?
Anyway, about a month later I was going to another wedding and was waiting around for a roommate to get ready. I was standing in the living room and felt something in my pocket, said "what's this?" and pulled the panties out of my pocket. One of my friends was there and gave me major shit saying he thought I had nailed Marcy. At any rate, the reason this memory is so strong is that it was the first time I had sex outside. I had lots of experiences, but almost all were in my or her room. Had sex once in a car by that point but to be out in the open was new. And the champagne blowjob was certainly memorable.
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