Cal made his way through the drunken crowd with soda in hand, observing the wild, half-naked girls gyrating on the impromptu dance floor. When his frat threw parties like this, he often mingled a bit and drank some, but he wasn't fond of drunken orgies in crowds where one could never tell one body from the next and the smell of beer, vomit, and unwashed bodies pervaded the air. He much preferred one or two girls all to himself, so these parties weren't really his thing. He was just down here for the amusement of it all and the reputation he had to maintain.
A girl in black leather miniskirt and sheer tank top rubbed herself against him, throwing her head back and giggling as she ran her hands through his hair. He took another sip of his soda then set the can down, allowing himself to grab her ass and feel her tits against his chest. She was a thin blond girl with average-sized breasts and moderately firm ass, definitely drunk and definitely horny. She lifted her shirt up and fondled her tits for him, rubbing her nipples and pushing her breasts together so he had a nice view of her cleavage. He slid a hand beneath her skirt and discovered her shaved, unclad pussy against his palm, wet with desire. She moaned when he slid two fingers into her while rubbing her clit with his thumb.
"Oh fuck me," she slurred, moving her hips against him. "You're so good, yeah, make me cum hard." She clutched his arms and closed her eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers underneath her skirt. He obligingly rubbed her clit faster and harder until her tremors grew with intensity and she began to whimper.
Finally she came, moaning and panting, and collapsed against another girl on the dance floor. The two girls began to make out sloppily while a small group of guys gathered to watch, and Cal moved on, wiping his hand on his pants and moving towards the door.
He made his way up the stairs and down the hallway, passing a few couples pressed against the walls. There were rooms on the second floor that were typically unoccupied, left empty so guys could bring their girls up here for a quick fuck on a bed or against the wall. There was always a good show when the doors were left unlocked (which was usually the case), and sometimes Cal even joined in if the girl was hot enough and there wasn't anything too kinky involved.
He tried the nearest door and found it unlocked so he walked into the room. The room was empty save for a petite brunette in a plush recliner, leaning back with her knees bent and spread wide open. Her skirt was bunched around her waist and a slender hand snaked between her thighs as she fingered her clit. Her other hand was cupped around a breast, rubbing the pert nipple through the dark green fabric. The girl's eyes were closed as she rested her head against the back of the chair, and the sound of her breathy moans filled the room.
Cal felt himself grow hard as he watched her. She seemed half-asleep, unaware of his lust-filled gaze. He unzipped his pants quietly and stroked his cock, aroused by her moans and the smell of her wet pussy. She slid two long fingers slowly into her slit and pumped them in and out as her hips rose against her hand.
Cal drank in the whole sight, from her slightly parted lips to her shaved pussy and tantalizingly covered breasts. He liked to watch and feel a girl's breasts, and the sight of her ample breasts waiting to be uncovered turned him on as much as a shaved pussy did.
His balls ached with need as he stroked his rock-hard penis, teasing himself. The girl's soft brown hair pooled sexily beneath her head as she bit her lip and turned from side to side with pleasure, fingering her clit and gently touching herself with her other hand. The sensuality of the scene in front of him enthralled him, and he held his breath, afraid to break the surreal feeling of the moment.
When she brought both hands up to her chest to fondle her breasts through her bra, her legs spread wider to draw his attention to her smooth, vulnerable pussy, humping the air towards him. His control snapped and he surged towards her, roughly slamming his cock into her tight pussy. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her towards the edge of the chair, pumping into her as he wrapped her legs around him.
Her eyes snapped open in surprise and she grabbed at him, overwhelmed by the feeling of a rock-hard cock stretching her pussy. She moaned loudly and pulled her bra off, grabbing her tits and panting in delight. Cal was used to the typical jaded party girl, who was never really surprised when a cock found its way into her pussy but rarely ever as enthusiastically appreciative about sex as those for whom parties were still exciting. This girl was different.
A second, stronger wave of lust washed over him as he watched the girl beneath him writhing in wild, unrestrained desire. It made him feel strong, powerful, wanted. He liked that; he liked girls who could watch him with lust-filled eyes and genuinely moan with pleasure. In a world where wild orgies were as common as beer cans and pleasing the girl was rarely a priority, Cal liked to be different too.
