Desiree knew she looked hot. She was wearing a tight tube top, no bra, and a tiny skirt to show off her long, lean legs. She could feel her large tits sway and bounce with each step she took. The group of guys that surrounded her all appreciated her outfit and were all flirting with her, trying to get her attention.
This was just what she needed. She had dolled herself up to boost her confidence. Her boyfriend, Chris, had just broken up with her. He had been cheating on her the entire month they had been going out, and decided that he liked Carrie Lange better. Out of nowhere, Desiree's ass was dumped.
So, here she was, at a frat party, and guys were drawn to her and her slutty outfit. They were bringing her drinks and trying to make her laugh. She was loving it. Some of the guys were trying to get her to leave the party and go somewhere with them, but she declined. She knew she was teasing them, but she wasn't ready to hook up with anyone. She just wanted them to stroke her ego. It felt good to know that they all wanted her.
By midnight, she was feeling very good and had had enough. She excused herself to use the bathroom to pee a gallon. She had been drinking all night, but the last drink really hit her hard. One of her admirers had brought it to her. She couldn't identify the drink but felt it tasted funny. Now, she felt lightheaded and really buzzed.
She didn't feel like going back to the party, so she made her way up the stairs and away from the loud music. She had been to this house before and knew that there was a balcony on the third floor that had an awesome view of the campus. She stumbled up the stairs, down the hall, and through the empty bedroom that she wanted. She stepped out into the chilly night air and kicked off her high, high heels. She could still hear the muffled loud music from downstairs. She looked out at all the lights of the town and took a deep breath.
Desiree hadn't heard anyone come into the bedroom behind her, but all of a sudden, she felt strong arms reach around her and grab her breasts. The hands squeezed and massaged her tits, and a deep voice rumbled, "I've been waiting to get you alone all night. I knew you wanted me to follow you."
Desiree was alarmed! She didn't know who he was or what he was talking about. She wanted to throw his hands off of her, turn around, and yell at him for assault. However, his hands started to feel so good on her breasts, especially when they pinched her nipples and rolled them between his fingers. She gasped. Her nipples were so sensitive!
"You have such amazing tits. So big and firm and bouncy," the voice continued behind her.
It felt like bolts of electricity were shooting from her nipples to her pussy. In an instant, she became sopping wet in her thong. Despite herself, she moaned, pushing her breasts into his hands and arching her back to press her ass back against him. She felt the hard length of his cock against her.
He chuckled, "I knew you wanted this, you slut." He pulled her tube top down to expose her tits to the night air. Her nipples hardened to tight, little nubs. He continued rubbing and squeezing her tits. His hands felt amazing on her sensitized, naked flesh.
She couldn't believe she was letting him undress her outdoors. She didn't even know who he was. She couldn't recognize his voice. Her mind felt increasingly foggy. All she knew was that she was incredibly turned on. She rubbed her ass against his cock. He lifted up her tits and dropped them, delighting in the way they bounced up and down. His face was right next to hers, and he kissed and bit at her shoulder. She didn't even turn her face to see who it was. She was caught up in a haze of lust.
