Katie was a mystery to most of those who knew her. She was very quiet and never dated anyone. She never wore tight clothing or anything even slightly revealing. It was not because she was religious but to put it bluntly she was a prude.
Any time a sexual comment was made around her she would scoff at the person who made it. It made her seem extremely snobbish. She would have her fantasies just like any girl but no one had any clue as to what they were.
Even though her name was Katie she preferred to be called Kitty by everyone. No one called her by her name. If you asked anyone they thought her name was Kitty even if it was such an odd name they just accepted it.
It was a shock to Kitty when she got invited to the house party. There were butterflies in her stomach as she got ready and put her make up on. She decided on a knee length skirt. It was the shortest thing she even owned. She wore a loose top with it.
Even with the loose clothing she wore you could tell she had a short, small body with large breasts. She made sure when she got there that she was not the first to arrive but also to not be late.
Rick was the one throwing the party. He was the most popular jock while in school. His personality drew people in even Kitty. To say it was a high school crush would be mild. She liked him ever since she laid eyes on him in elementary school. The feelings she had for him just grew more and more every year.
He was tall with broad shoulders. His body was the picture of fitness and perfection. All of his muscles were perfectly shaped. If he was not moving you would have thought he was a picture of a model.
As she watched him she could feel herself reacting to his body. The hotness between her legs grew more and more intense. After a while she forced herself to finally look away and make herself a drink.
She sat down and enjoyed her drink. A guy who's name she did not know eventually sat next to her. They talked causally through the next couple drinks. He eventually sat his drink down nearby and he grabbed hers from her and put it on the table.
She was tipsy so she did not stop him. He took her lips with his and kissed her gently. He laid her against the arm of the couch and tried to spread her legs to get between them but she refused him access. Instead he leaned over her and continued to kiss her trying to get her to relax.
Once he figured out he was not getting anywhere he just simply got up and grabbed his drink and walked off to find a more willing girl. After he walked off she finished the drink she had and got a refill. She went and sat down on a bar stool and watched Rick as he drank his drink while flirting with all the girls.
The wetness between her legs started to bother her. She finished that entire drink while she watched him. She got up and grabbed another refill and then returned to the same bar stool as before and continued to watch Rick. She squirmed on the bar stool as a new guy walked up. Since she was a bit more tipsy than before she did not refuse to kiss him as soon as he arrived.
His hands explored over her body. He grabbed her ass as he kissed her running his tongue inside her mouth. As he was kissing her he tried to reach up under her shirt but she took his hand away. He did not seemed bothered by it and just continued to kiss her and then he moved his hand to her bare knee. She adjusted uncomfortably but she allowed it.
He decided to try his luck and moved his hand farther up her leg. She stood up from the bar stool and left him standing there with his raging hard-on. She stood against a wall as she watched the last guy move onto another girl. It puzzled her that the next girl allowed him to finger her within minutes of him walking up.
She watched Rick again noticing how he was not kissing anyone or trying to sleep with anyone. She imagined what it would be like if he made a move on her. She doubted she could resist his charming smile. By the time someone else had come up to her she had finished another two drinks and she had started to wobble.
He kissed her roughly he ran his hands up her skirt and grabbed her bare ass roughly. He pushed himself against her and she could feel his rock hard dick through his jeans. He moved one of his hands up her shirt and he slid his hand under her bra and grabbed her bare breast. She moaned slightly enjoying how it felt.
He moved his hand from her ass around to the front of her. He rubbed her through her panties. His hand became soaked with her juices. He moved her panties aside and suddenly Kitty seemed to realize what was about to happen.
"Stop", she said. She pushed him away with her hands and stumbled slightly to the side.
"Are you ok? Maybe you should lay down." he looked at her all concerned. He grabbed her gently by the arm and took her to a room with a bed. He helped her lay down and covered her up and left the room.
The room was spinning as she laid there. She started to drift in and out of sleep as her drunkenness overtook her. She heard someone enter the room. Her vision was too blurry to see who it was. She felt the person throw her skirt up revealing her completely. The person pulled her panties off her exposed lower half.
"Ssssstop", she managed to slur out. "Leave me alone, please." She felt him climb on top of he and she tried to push him off but he was stronger than she was. He pushed himself up against her. She could feel his hard cock through his boxers pushing up against the lips of her pussy.
She heard someone else come into the room. She heard the sound of flesh hitting flesh and the weight of the guy rolled off her and heard a thud on the ground. She heard the guy get up and run out of the room.
She opened her eyes to see who had saved her but she was too drunk to see anyone but Rick as he stood over her protectively. He left the room and locked it with a click of the doorknob.
She rolled over and fell asleep with a smile on her face of her drunken imagination.
The next morning she woke up and tried to roll over but she found something was holding her in place. Her eyes opened to something covering them. She could see nothing other than the black cloth over her eyes.
The cold air on her body made her realize that she was not wearing her clothes from the night before. Her heart started to race in fear of where she was and how she had gotten there.
As she laid there she tried to assess the situation as much as possible. She laid on what was best described as a leather table. She could feel the leather clinging to her bare skin any movement she made. Her legs were apart and also tied so she could not move them.
She was confused if she should call out for help or if she should remain silent. She chose to remain silent for now. She did not need to draw attention to herself. Whoever had tied her up might have come back.
For what seemed like hours she twisted and turned to try to get herself loose. It was no good. She was stuck. Her ankles and wrists were sore where the rope rubbed on them repeatedly.
She decided to give up. Once she had it was not long before she heard a door open and then shut with heavy footsteps on the ground.
"Hello?," she said in a panicked voice. Her heart raced again as she wondered who it could have been. Instead of speaking the only reply she got was a hand on her pussy.
She shifted uncomfortably but she also noticed her body responded to the touch. Her body betrayed her as she began to grow wet. Whoever it was seemed like they knew the exact places to touch.
"Please stop. I don't want this. Please just let me go," she begged the fingers. She imagined whoever it was had to be a male. Soon her hips were rocking back and forth and she was not able to stop it.
She tried to not feel what was happening but it made it harder as she felt herself being opened up. Something slid inside her. She guessed it was a finger, a large finger, but still a finger.
She had never masturbated so she was shocked by the feel of something going inside of her. It was very invasive and uncomfortable but yet it felt good at the same time. It felt dirty and a part of her liked it. She had finally gotten what she had avoided her whole life.
Her pussy grew hotter and hotter with each stroke. She jumped a little when she felt a liquid flow past her asshole. It was hot at first but it quickly grew cold. As soon as she grew comfortable with one finger there was another added to it.
She felt herself stretch to accommodate it. She felt full in a way she had never experienced before. She enjoyed the feeling of her pussy stretching. She would never tell anyone but she wanted to be stretched more and more.
Eventually both fingers were fully inside of her and they continued to move in and out of her. She started to worry she would lose her virginity to the fingers inside of her.
She started to struggle away from the intrusion. Whoever it was took the fingers out of her. She let out a sigh of relief. She hoped it was all over. As soon as the thought of release crossed her mind she felt something else against her.
This time it was very hot and very wet. She felt something rub against her lips and separate them again. She felt something soft but strong enter her this time. She felt some hot air move against her pussy.
This is when she figured out exactly what had entered her this time. It was someones tongue inside of her! How repulsive! However repulsive it was again it made her feel dirty.
And no matter how dirty it was she was enjoying it. The more she thought about it being dirty the more she wanted of it. Involuntarily she had started to moan and enjoy how the tongue feels inside of her.
