One Hell of a Party
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One Hell of a Party

by Tlovell24 5 min read 3.5 (1,200 views)
daisy ridley
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ONE HELL OF A PARTY

PART ONE: HOUSE PARTY HOOKUP

"Mitch Stallman." I said to the bouncer at the front door. He was a hulking man with a shaved head wearing a black T-shirt and black jeans and a pair of sunglasses.

The bouncer looked down at the clipboard for a few seconds. "Go ahead," he said gruffly. "Have fun, man."

"Thanks." I walked inside and immediately went to the bar in the living room. I poured myself a glass of bourbon while others were pouring their own drinks as well. I slid over to stir my drink with a stirring stick and my elbow accidentally bumped another person's arm. "Sorry."

"No worries," said a very familiar voice. I heard the voice too many times in so many movies, I actually thought we were watching one of them. I looked over and my heart skipped a beat. In front of me, wearing a shiny black sleeveless dress was Daisy Ridley. "Hi," she said with her famous smile.

"H-hi." I stammered. "I didn't know you would be here, Miss Ridley."

She giggled and waved off my politeness. "No need to call me 'Miss', friend. Just call me Daisy."

"Right." I said. "So, what brings you here?"

She scoffed. "Me, miss an invite from one of the greatest actors in the current era? You're dead wrong, buddy."

"Sorry." I said again. "Didn't mean to..."

"I'm joking." Daisy said playfully, slapping my arm. "Loosen up a bit, will you?"

I smiled back at her. "Yeah, okay." She looked satisfied and we sat down together, enjoying our drinks. "Love the hair." I nodded to her shiny dark hair which was brushed back and the ends were flipped up a little, showing some volume. "Very sexy." I wished I hadn't said the word 'sexy' in case I was flirting and I knew she was in a relationship.

"Thank you," she said, her cheeks turning a bright shade of pink. "You're very sweet." We refreshed our drinks and resumed our conversation. "Something tells me you're here for other reasons other than enjoying a house party."

"Oh, really?" I said.

"Yeah. It seems like you're here to pick up women." Daisy explained.

She wasn't entirely wrong. I was at the party to both enjoy the party and pick up women. I just wasn't expecting to get her. "I'm actually here for both reasons, but, honestly, I didn't expect to end up with you."

Daisy shifted slightly in her seat. "End up with me?" she said. "I don't think that's happening."

"Well, we're having a conversation, aren't we?" I challenged her.

"That doesn't mean I'm going to let you bone me." Daisy argued back. Her tone was level, so she wasn't angry. "I'm not that type of girl."

I smiled a little and she stood up. "Hold on. I didn't mean any offense." I said.

"I'm not offended," she said, "but I am a little shocked you would think such a thing. I'll be back." She took off to the bathroom for a while, leaving me to my own thoughts, which turned out to be a bad idea.

Almost twenty minutes passed when she returned. "Welcome back." I teased her. She grinned and pulled me out of my seat. "What are you...?" She shushed me, placing a finger to her lips, and led me down a hallway. "Do you mind telling me what you're doing?" I asked her.

"Look, I thought about what you said and you were right." Daisy said. "We were having a conversation and, yes, the thought of us doing something had crossed my mind."

"You could have just said something," I said, "or did this." She grinned again and opened the first door we stopped at. "Bathroom. Not really romantic, isn't it?"

"Who said anything about romance?" Daisy asked as she locked the door behind us and yanked my dress pants down to my ankles along with my boxers. She got on her knees and fondled my shaft with her hand. "You're bigger than Tom, actually."

Being told I was bigger than her own boyfriend was more than I could take. She inhaled my rod in her mouth and sucked on it hard, her head rapidly moving back and forth. I was on cloud nine. I grunted a few times before shooting my load down her throat. "Damn." I said, trying to slow my breathing. "That was great."

"We're not done." Daisy said as she pulled her dress off, folded it and tossed her bra and panties on top of it while I, too, were undressing. When I was completely nude, Daisy bent over, holding the sink with her legs spread wide enough for me to take her from behind. Her ass and pussy were exactly level with my rod, so I pushed it in. She grunted a little from the sudden penetration. "Fuck me!" she moaned as I started thrusting slow and steady into her. I increased the speed and power of my thrusts until she was moaning loudly. "Yes! Yes! Yes! Keep going!" Daisy nearly yelled at me. I held her hips tight as I rammed my dick in her hard and fast, making her scream with pleasure. Her body started shaking and I knew she was going through one hell of an orgasm. Both of us were near our climaxes and our bodies were slicked with sweat. "I'm coming!" Daisy warned me. Her head flew back. Both her eyes and mouth were wide open, but no scream came out. I thrusted hard a few more times before shooting my load for a second time that evening. "Bloody hell!" she gasped, still gripping the sink tightly in her hands as the tremors finally subsided. "That was the best orgasm I ever had."

"That was the best sex I've ever had." I told her. "Who knew you were that crazy during sex?"

"Hell, I didn't even know." Daisy said as she put her undergarments and dress back on. "Think we could do another round later?"

"I won't say no to that," I said, "but wouldn't that be cheating?"

"Not if he doesn't find out," she said as she peeked out the door. "Coast is clear. Let's go." She fixed her hair a little before we casually walked back to the living room. "I'm going to be here most of the night, so come find me later, okay?"

"Sure." I said and squeezed her ass a little, making her squeak and giggle. "Too bad you're with someone. We could make this a long-term thing."

"How about you stay in London after this?" she suggested. "I live in London, so we could always get together."

"I'll think about it." I said. "See you later." She nodded and we parted ways.

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