I'm tied up tonight
All characters are 18 or older.
Being eighteen at University was a breath of fresh air. Steph loved everything about it. Her full ride basketball scholarship secured her freedom from her parents. Living in a dorm didn't really appeal to her but it did introduce her to a lot of people. She went to a Halloween party with some dorm mates one Friday night to a house off campus. She was feeling frisky, so she wore the classic slutty nurse uniform, her blouse unbuttoned enough to reveal the top of her best silky red bra and more than a hint of cleavage. Her skirt was short and sometimes blew enough in the night air to give brief glimpses of her bare thighs since she was wearing a matching red thong. She knew if she bent over the skirt would draw up and expose the bottom curve her slim ass cheeks. As they walked to the party other revelers shouted out compliments and offers to go to their rooms. The night was buzzing with young sexual lust.
Her attire quickly drew the interest of a couple of older guys at the party. One, Cole, was probably 21, dark haired and obviously ripped so he got most of her attention. He was easy to joke and converse with. She would caress his arm and stand closer than normal even for a party.
Her nineteen-year-old childhood friend Seth observed her from across the room and had to admit to himself that he was jealous. His roommate Cole was obviously drawing his old friend into his devious web. Seth had seen his smooth moves in these first weeks of the school year. They had already shared a young naΓ―ve freshman the month before, but Seth wanted Steph to himself tonight. She had really blossomed since coming to school. Her basketball workouts had sculpted her body into even more amazing shape. Though never wanting to get tied down to one girl, his competitive nature definitely took over.
He sauntered over to Steph and Cole and was happy she enveloped him in a deep warm hug in front of Cole, even sexily tonguing his ear as she whispered that she missed hanging out with him. The hug lasted longer than normal, and she drew back her shoulders as if to smile at him, but it was a ploy to grind her sensitive clit onto his hardening cock. His lifeguard T-shirt and board shorts revealed his toned hard body that spurred her on. Imperceptible to Cole, she rubbed up and down Seth's sizable package in the slowest of seductive grinds; her whole body gave a little shiver. She finally pulled herself away to stop as she was afraid her moistening cunt would leave a telltale spot on Seth's shorts. She was surprised and happy that Seth was there and obviously responsive to her seduction. Looking at him she decided he was the perfect guy to take her virginity. She best not scare him away with the possible razzing his roommate could give him of a wet crotch.
After a few drinks they started talking about the old days. Steph had gone out with a lot of guys in the last few months but nobody caught her fancy. Mostly self-absorbed guys that fumbled around immaturely. Step was comfortable with Seth as an old friend and she was in heat tonight.
Seth would slip his hand underneath Steph's skirt and fondle her ass right in front of Cole, signaling his control. By his lusty grin it was obvious Cole didn't care. The night was young, and he was as devious as Seth. In fact, he made the most of it, leaning his own hard body against her and blowing softly in her ear as he talked to her, ostensibly because the party was so loud. Steph did nothing to stop either of them, thrilled by the competitive one upmanship of these two seriously attractive guys. Cole wore a cheap policeman outfit but he had spiced it up with a nightstick and actual handcuffs.
Seth said he was actually an undercover detective disguised as a lifeguard. Cole picked up Seth's innuendo and told Steph she was under investigation and needed to go to the interrogation room with them. Steph was so aroused now she played along with the game. She was embarrassed that they could probably smell her arousal so she playfully pushed them both away.
"You'll need a warrant if you want to question me," she teased.
"Resisting arrest eh?" Cole played along with her game. "We'll just have to handcuff you then, "and with a flourish he did just that.
Steph was surprised but thrilled with this taboo feeling game and poorly hid her feigned resistance. She protested, squirmed and pulled against the cuffs which popped another of her blouse buttons open revealing her breasts almost to her nipples. They became hard and deliciously sensitive so she squirmed even more until they were sharply outlined in her thin blouse. She glanced down at her exposure and wanton display - they both followed her gaze nastily grinning at her. As Cole and Steph led her away to the "interrogation room" her perspiration became a pheromone that made the guys desire her even more. She didn't want to admit to them the emotions she had while they manhandled her. They were too dark for her religious mind to acknowledge. She had never let any guys go underneath her clothes before, but in her fantasies during long groping makeout sessions, her mind always returned to being restrained and unable to stop them. Becoming a slut for the night.