I love parties! The music, the dancing, the drinking β freedom at its best. And do you know what makes it even better? Guys, of course...
No, this is not just another party; this is 'the' party of the year, even though it's just a house party. The house is actually a wrong term, since the thing has more (bed)rooms than you can count. Naturally with all the drinking, people tend to get a little wild, but who cares β you're here to have the time of your life! I'm at the even without a date, but that's only because I want to keep my options open.
Truth be told, I only consider one of the options and that's him, the host of the party. I've been with him on more than one occasion and I know for a fact that he has got a fantastic body. To make sure I'd attract his attention, I'd dressed up real nicely. On a second thought, I must look too nice, because I just caught half of the people checking me out, including some gorgeous girls, too. "Being admired is always nice, I guess." I think to myself, " but then again, what's so special about a black tank top with cleavage enough to show off my red bra and a curve-hugging leather miniskirt?"
-Hey gorgeous, want a drink?
I turn around to find the "lovely" host. So many thoughts cross my mind, but I keep them waiting for the time and say:
- I'll have a screwdriver, but don't forget to get one for yourself, too. I'll be waiting for you.
Soon enough, he returns with out drinks.
- Here you go, gorgeous.
- Thanks...
- Here's to the best party ever!
- Oh, you just wait, it's not even started yet. I say with a grin that says it all.
He winks at me and drinks the cocktail. I decide to keep him waiting for a bit more and move onto the dance floor alone.
I know he's not following me, so I don't bother looking for him. Waving to the DJ (who happens to be a good friend of mine) I find myself a spot. He probably understands what I have in mind, so he plays one of those "sexy" songs. As I start dancing, people open up space and suddenly I'm alone on the floor and everybody is watching me, mesmerized. It really pays off to be a dancer, because it gives you the ability to seduce people with even one slight movement.
When I finish my little show, I receive a round applause. The one of the girls approach me:
- Nice moves, she purrs into my ear, care to share the floor with me for once?
- Sure honey, let's rock this party!
Us, two gorgeous girls, land on the floor and this time everybody knows that they are going to watch a very hot show!
The DJ plays out groove songs as I press my body against the cute blonde in front of me. Her hands cup my ass and caress me. Since she's a bit taller than me, I turn around and press my ass against her pussy. My hands hold her waist as we grind and I can tell she's getting hot. I'm a bit naughtier after a drink or two, so I "accidentally" let my hand slip down and it reaches under her skirt. I expect to find panties, thongs, well, some kind of underwear, but this cat has nothing under the skirt. My fingers rest on her burning pussy for a second, before I find her clit. She moans in my ear and begs me for more. "Honey, I think it's you date's turn. Have a good time!"
I leave her in the hands of some guy and go to the bathroom to straighten up. As I look at my reflection, I hear someone come in. surprisingly, it happens to be the host.
- Look what the cat dragged in...