Saturday night. Another damned Saturday night sitting on a strangers couch, beer in hand. A cacophony of modern music blaring. Ridiculously bright lights and badly set-up lasers blinding people. Stupid teenagers and young adults drinking, fighting and generally trying to be louder than everyone, and everything else. The atmosphere of these places was shocking, and I only came out to these things for favours to friends. I hated every goddamned minute of them.
I would have lain down on the couch and just zoned out, I'd actually had a bit more beer than usual, in an attempt to stupefy myself down to a level where I could ignore my surroundings. However, that was impossible as there were two couples either side of me, each one in a passionate, albeit intoxicated embrace. Their tongues darting in one another's mouths, one of the boys must've had a hefty amount of 'Dutch Courage' as his hand travelled up the legs, along the thighs and finally in between the legs of his drunken partner. They probably didn't even know each other and she would no doubt regret being with that boy.
I sighed quietly to myself. While the party itself was calming down, there were less people, and even less jumping around to the blaring 'Wub-wub-wub' of the music. The DJ was lost in his own little world. The part-goers obnoxiousness was no doubt tied to their level of drunkenness. Some were passed out, some busy with the opposite sex, and others bragging about their previous exploits to one another.
I was literally about to walk out the door and leave, I knew I would've stumbled around for a bit, but I would've managed nonetheless. While I was making up my mind though, a particularly gorgeous red-head passed me by. She had an amazingly desirable petite figure. Coupled with a clingy, short and low-cut black dress; incidentally, this was the best kind of dress. It revealed her shapely toned legs and tight body. While her breasts weren't anything spectacular, I found my eyes transfixed on her curvaceous arse as she passed and as it swayed from side to side while she walked. She was surprisingly graceful. Clearly not much of a drinker.
After she had walked by me she casually turned back. A beautiful smile etched on her face, clearly enjoying the party. She had the most stunning smile, perfect teeth and soft ruby lips. Her entire face was comprised of sharp, attractive features and finally, bespeckled with cute freckles. Her most striking feature though, were her intense jade eyes which met my own. My heart had almost skipped a beat; they were so mesmerizing, and no doubt assisted in their aesthetic appeal by the mascara and eye-shadow she wore. Her use of make-up was scarce, but enough to help define her eyes. She nodded towards me, acknowledging my presence; I simply smiled, rather coyly like a school-boy.
The gorgeous red-head had clearly made an effort to make herself look good. Even her hair was striking, shining in the low-light conditions, especially when the lights actually shone on her. Her hair was tied into a pony-tail with a red ribbon, in what appeared to be an intricate knot. I was suddenly glad that I'd had a bit more alcohol than usual. I was less inhibited, and decided that I wanted her soft, ruby lips, wrapped around my prick while looking down at her elegant, angelic features and into those beautiful eyes as I blew my load onto her gorgeous face.
