'This is a shitty way to start the summer', I thought. After a hard week of finals, I broke up with my boyfriend of 8 months and wrecked my car in the same weekend. The end of May in Michigan is beautiful. Warm weather begins and the hottest bodies were starting to make themselves seen. And me stranded in my apartment with nowhere to go. Just as I was about watch of "Sex and the City" into the DVD, my roommate Tia calls. "Hey what are you doing tonight?" she asks.
"Shit," I reply. "Well, Tony and his roommates want to drink and party tonight, are you in?"
"I dunno..." I start. "C'mon, you've been moping about since the breakup and the accident. You've get a new car and new man eventually, but tonight you need to party. It'll be good for you." I give in. "Be ready in an hour, I'll come pick you up."
Now the search begins for the perfect outfit. I knew that if we were going out Tia would be all "hooched out" as we like to say, so I had to make sure I was dressed likewise. After tearing my closet apart I managed to come out with a cutoff denim jumpsuit and strappy denim sandals. I studied myself in the mirror. At 5'4", 120lbs I am in very good shape...well defined shoulders, runners legs, b-cup breasts, and an ass that could stop traffic. I was proud of all of my "assets" and dark caramel skin that covered all of it. I put on my makeup, using the best colors to accentuate my gray, yes gray eyes and full lips. I smiled my dimpled smile at myself just as Tia arrived.
She looked great as I expected. A small little thing, only 5 feet tall. She had stunning features, being half Hawaiian half Cuban. She wore a short white skirt and a striped halter. We soon left for her boyfriend Tony's house. I learned that we were going to pre-party there with his roommates before we went out.
"Helllooo?!" Tia called opening the door to Tony's condo. We were greeted by lood cheering. "Sounds like they started the party without us," I said. Tony comes to greet us, kissing Tia on the lips. "Hi Sasha," Tony says to me. "Hi Tony."
"Come meet my roommates," he says, taking my hand. "Boys this is Sasha, Sasha this is Andre and Paul." They each shook my hand. Looking at the two hotties before me, Andre being about 6'1," in good shape, with strong Latin facial features and Paul, slightly shorter and more muscular with dark hair and sky blue eyes. Tony was a bit of eye candy also, about the same height as Andre. Tony was your typical 'Italian Stallion'. I know, because I've heard him going at it with Tia more than once. The guys look us over and Tony nods to his roommates.
It was only about 9:30 and most of the real partying didn't begin til about 11:30 in this college town. So we did what college kids do in this situation: drinking game! We played our tainted version of musical chairs first. The rules were simple and designed to get us the most wasted. If you were left without a chair in a round, you had to finish your drink before the round was over. We took turns playing the music and pretty soon everyone was feeling pretty good. The game continued and as people scrambled for chairs we ended up with me in Andre's lap. Instead of quickly getting up to get a head start on my drink, I lingered for a minute. Although soft, there was a noticeable bulge in his pants. I got up and one of his hands brushed my breast as I moved.
The game quickly got old and it was getting close to midnight. "We should get going you guys," Tony announced. "Hold on," Paul said, "let's have a smoke before we head out." Tony rolled his eyes, sat back down, and turned the music back on. Paul left and then returned from his room with a 2-foot glass water bong. "Wow," I gasped, looking at the intricately designed piece as Paul seated himself next to me. "I call it Hanna, and she put out some mean ones!"
"I've never smoked out of anything like that before." I said. "Here, I'll show you" Paul said, handing it to me. "You put your mouth up here at the top, you light the bowl and suck until you see the barrel fill up with smoke." I followed his instructions until a thick milky smoke filled the chamber. "Now what?" I asked. Paul removed the bowl piece and said, "Now suck up all the smoke." I obeyed, not knowing what I was getting myself into. I sucked up the monster hit and immediately started hacking violently. "We have a winner!," Andre exclaimed. "Oh my God," I managed through the coughing, eyes watering. "You'll feel really nice once the coughing passes." Tony said. He was right.
The bong went around a couple of times and by now it was almost one o'clock. "If we're gonna do this we need to get going" Tony said, a little irritated. "We can have a party here!" Tia suggested. "We're already wasted." Tony let out a loud sigh. "Look," Tia explained "We can dance and everything. C'mon Sasha." She pulled me to her and started grinding against my ass. I usually wouldn't have stood for that, but the liquor and the smoke said otherwise. I thought 'what the fuck' and grinded my ass against her crotch to the loud house music blaring through the speakers. I bent all the way over and shook my ass while she spanked me. Tony had stopped his protesting long enough to watch his girlfriend spanking her roommate in front of him. The very sight made his cock twitch. Tia and I danced over Paul and Andre. I took Andre by the hand and we danced around the room to a salsa beat as Tia proceeded to give Paul a lap dance.
Tony was surprised to see his girlfriend behave like this, but he did not object, in fact it aroused him. It aroused him so much that he retreated to his room to relieve himself. The song stopped and we all looked around but Tony was not seen. "Dude?!" Paul called out, "It was just a little lap dance?!"
"I'll go fix it." Tia said. So here I was left alone with the boys. We made new drinks, put on some more music and continued our party. An hour or so passed, but Tony and Tia had not yet returned. No one needed to ask where they were. We all knew.
We were all pretty wasted as well as stoned and soon Andre announced that he was going to his room to pass out. As he left, I told Paul that I wanted to crash too. "I'll get you a blanked and pillow if you wanna crash on the couch out here." Paul offered. "Okay, thanks." I said, "I'm gonna go to the bathroom and change." We I returned from the bathroom there was a fuzzy blanket and pillow waiting for me on the couch. I now saw Paul, in his boxers turning off all the lights and locking the doors. I could see the lines of his six pack even in this dim light. "The remote is on the table if you wanna watch TV. Good night." he said heading to his room. "Goodnight." I returned.
'Dammit, dammit, dammit'. I thought to myself lying in the dark living room. There goes two perfectly 'able' young men going to bed alone. My thoughts drifted between the two of them as I slowly drifted off to sleep....