I’d like to share with you the story of the greatest birthday party I’ve ever attended. Mary, the most incredibly beautiful girl in our dorm was turning 19, and she and her friends knew how to party. They bought enough alcohol to drown a whale, and did a pretty good job of drinking it too. As the night wore on, my roommate and I listened from our room across the hall to the party as it got more and more outrageous and loud. By eleven o’clock shrill laughs pierced the air almost constantly.
I stopped by at one point, just to wish Mary a happy birthday. I was greeted at the door by her swaggeringly inebriated friend, Katie, who moved out of the way to reveal five delicious beauties sitting around a beat up coffee table covered in red plastic beer cups and bicycle playing cards. At the head of the table was Mary, looking absolutely amazing as always. She was tall and slender, with long, wavy, brunette hair that fell over her shoulders, resting lightly atop her high, round breasts. Her face was exquisite; she had big blue eyes that sparkled when she laughed; a small, red mouth with sexy, pouty lips, and a cute little nose that was turned up at the end. However, this girl was more than just physically beautiful; the delicate features of her face were made ultimately more gorgeous by the fact that she had such an innocent demeanor. This was the product of twelve years of Catholic school training. She spoke in a soft voice, and most certainly blushed any time something sexual in nature was brought up in conversation. The combination of her angelic face, curvy body, and virginal manner made her almost to good to be true. Every night I went to bed thinking of all the nasty little things I’d like to do to her.
I didn’t know it at the time, but tonight was going to be the night, but not in any way that I would have expected, or even imagined. The girls let me in for a while, and shared some of their giant stash of booze with me. After a couple of drinking card games, I started feeling a little braver, and started cracking jokes. After a few minutes, I had the girls doubled over in fits of giggly laughter. Believe me, I’m not all that funny, but after three hours of drinking like sailors these girls would have laughed at a funeral procession. I hung out there a little longer, but then they said that they would be going out soon, so I wished Mary happy birthday once more and went back to my room across the hall.
Around two o’clock I awoke on the couch to the sound of high pitched squeals coming from the hallway. I got up and peeked my head out the door, and there they were, five smoking hot girls stumbling down the hall, totally bombed out of their minds. “Hi!” they screamed in unison when they saw me, and then giggled some more and pushed each other against the walls of the hall. I laughed and then closed the door. At least they had had fun tonight. My roommate was gone that night, so I had the room to myself. Seeing those girls all dressed up for the club had jump started my libido, and so I sat down in front of the computer and started to look up a little something-something to get off. I flipped though pages of internet porn, stroking myself lightly with my hand, as thoughts of Mary on her knees before me brought me close to cumming.
Suddenly, my door shot open! I quickly stuffed my dick back into my pants, clicked out of the website I was on, and angrily spun to see who had barged in without knocking. Slouched against the doorway was Mary, her head bowed, swaying slightly to and fro.
“Hey Mary, are you all right?” I asked.
