Odd Opportunities

As I was leaving the lounge area, I was practically blinded by the sudden presence of light everywhere. Once my eyes got into focus from the contrast in lighting from the lounge area, I automatically knew I needed to survey my appearance. I remembered Samantha mentioning that I had a lot of cum in my hair, and I knew that even dried cum was going to show up on my black bra. But shoot, just walking around in only my push-up bra and skirt was going to gain attention if I wasn't careful, let alone the chance somebody would notice the cum on me. I wished to God right then that I had been able to find my peasant top earlier.

Sure enough, it was pretty damn noticeable that I had some sort of white, crusty substance streaked all over my bra. Luckily the cum that Scott splattered all over my skirt wasn't that noticeable, which was somewhat comforting. But yet I had to walk through a small crowd of people. So, not knowing what else to do, I crossed my arms tightly over my push-up bra enhanced chest and peeked around the corner to plot out my path to get upstairs. The dance area was definitely much thinned out of party-goers compared to earlier when I had been out there dancing. The DJ was just playing some R&B CD while he was packing up his equipment, and it looked like the party was going to be over pretty soon for the most part.

After a couple of minutes of scoping out an escape route, I figured I just needed to go for it and walk briskly towards the stairs leading to the bedroom Scott had set up for me. I then took a few deep breaths, kept my arms crossed over my chest and started walking. Luckily there weren't many people in the area around the stairs as they mostly had gathered in the bar area. I just kept my eyes down slightly, avoiding any possible eye contact and power-walked my way through to the stairs. It felt like it took twenty minutes to get there, but once I got to the base of the staircase, I breathed a heavy sigh of relief. I'd made it!

Then I heard from behind me, "Elise? Where are you goin?" It was Scott.

My heart skipped a beat and I just looked over my shoulder to acknowledge I'd heard him, then said, "I'm going to bed Scott, that's all." Then I started to walk up the stairs to accentuate my point.

Scott scurried up after me, "You can't go to bed yet! We still got a party going on here!" There was a brief pause as he looked down at me and saw I was shirt less, my arms still tightly squeezed across my bra covered tits. "Where's your freaking shirt, Elise?" He added with a slight chuckle.

"Shhhh... I'm trying to be a little bit discrete here Scott. But anyway, Trevor and Samantha got, um, a bit 'engaged' in something, so I gave up on looking for it. I'm surprised I made it this far without anybody noticing I'm walking around with just my bra on, a cum-encrusted one at that," I half-whispered, trying to make our conversation as private as possible.

Scott just kept staring at my tits as my tightly squeezed arms were pretty much making them bulge almost up to my neck. "God damn it, Scott," I snapped angrily. "I'm tired, I'm feeling gross, and I just need to shower and get some sleep, ok? I have a lot of driving to do tomorrow, so whatever you're thinking about right now, you can just forget about it." I surprised myself with how bitchy I could be when I wanted to be.

"Okay, okay! I get it!" Scott laughed with a slight look of disappointment on his face. "Well here, at least let me run interference for you on your way up to your room. Is that all right?" He added sweetly, seeming to understand my plight.

I smiled and took him up on his offer, "Yeah, that's a good idea. Thanks Scott, I really appreciate it." I then apologized, "I'm sorry I snapped at you, I'm just really tired and don't want any more bull shit tonight."

Scott smiled and nodded, "Hey, don't worry about it. You've really been, well to be polite about it, put through the wringers tonight from what I've been privy to!" Then he put his arm around me, laughing and added, "Let's get you to your room, little lady."

I breathed yet another sigh of relief as we started up the stairs, Scott doing his best to keep me concealed. I knew that I'd definitely got across my point to him that I was done for the night, and there wasn't going to be any sort of shenanigans between him and I or anyone else for that matter. I felt safe once again, and it was great of Scott to help me out like he was. I couldn't help but imagine that his current actions towards me were at least in part, why Trevor and he were such good friends. Trevor had always been a good judge of character, and I could tell that he really was a good guy.

As we walked down the hallway towards the bedroom Scott had set me up with, it was obvious that at least a couple of the other rooms were occupied. Occupied, as in people were fucking in them, the various sounds accompanied with sex were quite easy to hear as we passed by. Scott looked down at me with a proud smile, "Ahhhh, the sounds of young lust are always the best sign that you've thrown a great party. I can now feel this one was a great success, I'm sure you'd agree."

I nodded in agreement and laughed, but then became a bit concerned as we reached our destination, "I really, really hope my room isn't being 'used', Scott."

Scott just shrugged his shoulders, reaching for the doorknob and simply said, "Only one way to find out, right??"

Once the door opened, we were both not too surprised to see a topless brunette girl kneeling on the floor in front of a short African American guy. He was doing his best to fuck her tits, but by the looks of how awkwardly they were going about it, it wasn't going very well. From what I could tell in the two seconds I had to watch, she wasn't very busty and he wasn't very big at all. That old stereotype about every black man having a huge cock was definitely not true in this guy's case.

Scott cleared his throat loudly to get their attention as our intrusion didn't seem to notice the door opening. The guy jumped back from the brunette with a startled gasp, who quickly grabbed her top and covered up her reddened tits. "Get the fuck out of here! Can't you see we're in here, muthafuckas!? Find another room to fuck in! This one's taken!" Yelled the guy as he covered up his hard-on with his hands.

I got immediately scared at this guy's response, but Scott handled it coolly and calmly. "Listen man, relax. My name's Scott and this is my house which got you hooked up with that fine female there. Now this girl here is staying in this room as my guest, I already set everything up for her." The guy calmed down quickly once he figured out who Scott was and the girl was already putting her clothes back on. Scott continued, "Now I'm really sorry to break things up but there's plenty of places for you two to pick up where you left off. Okay?"

Short Guy responded by pulling his pants back up quickly, "Aiight then, Scott. We're cool. You just shouldn't creep up on a muthafucka like that, man! Come on shorty, let's bounce up out of here." He grabbed her hand and they hurriedly whisked passed us, the brunette girl blushing like crazy.

After they exited, I couldn't help but complement Scott on how he handled the situation, "Very well done! I thought that guy was gonna get rowdy, but you handled that perfectly."

Scott smiled, "Well let's just say that when you've had as many parties as I've had here, I've come across the same situation many-a-time. You learn how to do these things with practice!" He added with a laugh, "Now you better lock this door after I go unless you want drunk people looking for places to fuck to be stumbling in the rest of the night! That includes me!"

I cracked up as much as I could despite the extreme fatigue I was feeling, gave him a quick hug and a quick peck on the lips. "Okay Scott. Thanks a lot for everything, tonight's been very interesting... and definitely A LOT of fun!" I added, giving him a smirk and a wink.

"Oh no! Thank YOU for everything, Elise!" He replied while backing out of the room, "I've got to thank Trevor for bringing you along, too!"

"Well he's still in the lounge area if you want to thank him right now. When I left him, Samantha was sucking him off like some sort of demon-possessed whore. I bet if you hurry your ass down there you'll get a show!" I responded, thinking that dropping the dime on Trevor and Samantha's goings-on would insure that Scott's mind was focused on something else other than me.

Scott's jaw dropped and came quickly back with, "Are you serious? Well, I better go make sure everything's going well, you know what I'm saying?"

I laughed as he was halfway out the door, "Oh yeah, I know what you're saying Scott! Now get the fuck out of here and let me sleep!"

Once the door closed, I drank in the relative silence and comfort of finally being alone. I locked both locks on the door and started my way towards the bathroom, wishing I was already asleep in that incredibly comfortable bed. As I entered the bathroom, I braced myself for what I knew was going to be my worst-looking reflection staring back at me in the mirror. To my surprise, I didn't really look that bad off considering what I had been up to. Samantha and I had done a thorough clean-up job with only a towel. For sure, my bra was definitely ruined and there were those few large dried patches of cum still stuck in my hair, but the shower I so longed for would take care of that.

After a long, hot shower, I was even more ready for sleep then I had been before–as if that were possible! I literally collapsed on the king-size bed, sprawling out to enjoy the space. Although I had packed pajamas for my trip, I had neither the desire nor the energy to put them on. It started to sink in that even though I'd fucked both Trevor and Scott, then the start of a repeat performance on Trevor with Samantha, that I hadn't been completely naked throughout all of it. So it felt even better to be nude, clean, and above all, completely safe behind the locked door of the room.

I finally was able to close my eyes and start my way towards a much deserved, recuperative sleep. It was hard not to allow the inevitable flashes of imagery my incredible day and night of hyper-sexual experiences I'd taken part in and had seen, so I just let them flood in. As the bits and pieces of visuals flashed behind my eyelids, I couldn't help but smile contentedly. I knew that I would never, ever, be able to have another day even remotely close to the one I'd had. I also knew that I most likely would not want to repeat it, as my behavior during this day was something I did not want to be defined by.

However, I couldn't help being who I was: Elise the curious, Elise the daring, Elise the beautiful–inside and out. I didn't have any regrets, and I felt assured that i wouldn't have any tommorrow, either. I knew that since I still had quite a few miles to drive with Trevor the next day and that we would have to hash out everything we had done together, including what happened with Scott and then with Samantha. I wondered then if anything else would happen between Trevor and I, sexually or emotionally. I knew that with whatever happened tomorrow that we would always be friends. One can never tell if an opportunity for something more than pure sexual attraction between two people can become much more than that, only time can tell. It was with that thought that I finally drifted off to sleep.

FIN?

Well, that's it for Odd Opportunities! I really hope you all enjoyed it as much as I did writing it. If I get enough feedback from readers to continue this story series, I most definitely will do so as it's been great to write. Be sure to look out for other stories I'm currently working on to post here on Literotica.