Author's Note:
This is a work of fiction. The events within this story
never happened
and are solely created for the reading pleasure of this website.
It was a wild weekend I would never forget. A good friend of mine invited me to a party which was awesome because I had been working all week and really needed a place to vent some energy and just cut loose. This party was all that and then some. There was a lot of booze, loud thumping music and a crap load of hot women who were drunk and ready to have some fun. I was happy to be there and started to drink and dance around, basically have a grand old time. As I was parting, I saw someone I hadn't seen in a while.
Her name was Christine and she was the hottest women from the office that I had been currently employed at. Christine had a smokin' hot body, extremely long brown hair that went half way down her back and was a complete flirt so it was always fun to hang around with her. I casually drifted over and politely offered to refill a drink for her and she gladly accepted. We talked for a while and while she had a lot to say, I couldn't help but keep looking at her legs and ample breasts, wishing that I could take her home and make out with her all night. She didn't seem to feel the same way as she took off for the bathroom with some friends and do her own thing.
I was just happy to mingle and let it go, turning my attention back to the party, doing my own thing as well. As the night went on, I got a little trashed and was having a lot of fun. The crowd started to die down around midnight, but I was still having too much fun to take off. I wandered upstairs to look around and see who was still around, and much to my surprise there was a lot of drunk people either barfing or staggering around from being too intoxicated. I walked over to the master bedroom, where my friend's parents would sleep when they were home, and there was someone lying on the massive king sized bed. As I walked into the room, I was able to see that it was Christine. She was awake but complete wasted and too drunk to even walk. She was lying down because she was feeling sick and wanted to settle her stomach.
I could tell that she was completely trashed. So drunk that there was a very good chance that she wasn't going to remember a single thing the next morning and have one hell of a hangover to go with it. I smile crossed my face as I walked into the master bedroom and I stopped for a moment to close the door. She was too tired and drunk to realize that I had softly and quietly locked the door behind me so that no one else would come in and interrupt us. I could see her awesome legs because she was wearing a killer skit that would make it easy for me to feel her legs. I could feel her wiggle as I smoothed my hand across the back of her leg, feeling her up all the way to her beautiful ass. She whimpered as I grabbed her ass and looked up at me confused as I crawled onto the bed and on top of her. I rolled her over and we were face to face, and before Christine could say anything I leaned down and forced her to kiss me. As I was kissing her, I took my hand and put it under her short shirt. She tried to fight me off but it was no use as I slipped a finger under her thong and started to rub the lips of her pussy. She moaned as she became wetter with each stroke. After a few strokes, I got even braver and inserted a finger into her wet hole. I could see the look on her face as I went two knuckles in and began to fuck her with my finger. She tried to squirm but I didn't let go and kept fingering her sopping wet pussy.
After kissing her, I started to open her shirt, revealing her amazing breasts that I didn't hesitate to suck and lick. She was too drunk and tipsy to put up a fight and I was too strong as well. My cock was rock hard and ready to go after feeling and licking her body, so I took off my pants and positioned myself between her hips. She started to fight back more, but I could tell she was very weak from the alcohol and I had no trouble holding her arms and pinning her frail body to the king sized bed. I had taken off her thong and rolled her skit up all the way to her hips, leaving her wet pussy exposed and ready to be penetrated against her will. I saw a tear fall from her eye, and all it did was turn me on more and my cock got harder. Christine let out a short whimper as the head of my cock parted her pussy lips and slowly entered her. I could see the look on her face as her mouth gaped open with shock as I forced all of myself inside her, going in as deep as I could. Then I started to fuck her, pushing my cock in and out of her so much that my balls slapping up against her ass.
I could feel her pussy clinging to my cock as she was tensing up, trying to resist me as much as she could and all it did was make my feel better as I kept stroking in and out of her with force, fucking her brains out. She tried to resist, but I held her down and forced her to take every pump, forcing myself into her deeper and deeper with each thrust. She was crying and unable to stop what was going on, and with the door locked there was nothing to stop me from doing whatever I wanted to her. A few strokes later and I could feel that she was having an orgasm. She tried to hide it from me but I could feel it as her pussy was gushing and it was only a matter of time before I joined her. I watched her face and could see her wince and cry a little more as I blew my sperm deep inside her. I let out a groan of my own and pushed my cock as deep inside her as I could, spraying my seed inside her.