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.
Before I'd even decided that I wanted her, my body had instinctively decided to follow her. I had stood up and begun to make my way out towards the balcony where she'd started mingling with the other party-goers. She started to dance with a few of the remaining guests. She wasn't a particularly great dancer... But she moved her hips seductively from side to side which was incredibly sexy. She certainly served as nice eye candy as I watched her form gyrate and move from side to side. Unfortunately though, after a few minutes though the song had ended, her face now flushed from moving around, and she moved towards a quieter crowd and began to chat.
I thought it was about time that I join her. I came over and asked her, 'Hey! You enjoying yourself?' not the best line I'd ever come up with. She replied nonetheless, 'Yeah, it's my friends 18th! She was always the youngest; it's so weird that she's all grown-up!' I smiled and nodded in agreement before continuing, 'I should probably wish her happy birthday' she laughed, at first I didn't know why. Then she promptly pointed at one of the passed out party-goers in the corner, we laughed at the same time at her state. I added a voice of concern, 'She's alright though isn't she?' the red-head nodded confidently as a reply. I added, 'What's your name by the way?' the red-head smiled before simply answering, 'Eliza.' I nodded in acknowledgement before offering, 'Well Eliza, can I get I get you a drink?' I could see her weigh up her options, in the end she said, 'Vodka and cola is on the table, pour me a drink please... Not too strong though. I've already had one.' I chuckled before promptly setting off to make her drink.
Of course I was going to make it strong; I used a large glass though, in an attempt to hide the level of alcohol with even more cola. After quickly making Eliza's drink I came back to her, she took a reasonable swig and her face scrunched up. I laughed at her and she blushed, 'Come on sun-shine, I made it weak, just like you wanted, drink up!' She rolled her eyes, before taking a larger swig. It was sort of cute the little face she made after consuming the drink. While her breasts weren't large, I continued to peek at the cleavage she did have while her attention was diverted. In fact, her entire upper body was lovely, her collar bones and neck included. I'm sure at one point she caught me, as she again rolled her eyes while I ogled her body. We made idle chat while she finished her drink; she bit her lip, fluttered her eye-lids, and laughed at my lamest jokes. She'd clearly had enough to get her tipsy.
The final song of the night came to a close soon thereafter. The music died down, the DJ began to pack up, and drunks began to stumble off into various corners to sleep in. A few others left until it was just Eliza and I leaning on the balcony. We were staring out off into the distance as we continued to chat. I convinced her to have another drink and I went off to get another two beers, one for myself of course. Coming back to the balcony was the fun part though. She was bent at the waist, leaning on the balcony, giving me the brilliant opportunity to gawk at her lovely legs and curvaceous arse wrapped in the tight black dress she wore. We quickly finished the drinks before I offered to walk her home, she explained that the last car in the drive-way was hers and she would drive home. I nodded before we began to stumble our way to her car.
