The following may be a fictional story but it may also be real, we will never know because it is an excerpt from a diary found in an abandoned apartment building. Of which the apartments last occupant was a woman.
November 1, 1998
Dear Diary,
I don't know where to start cause a thing like this is only leading to being known as crazy. I went out last night to a Halloween party with some friends, like everyone else I decided to dress up for the fun. I had on this silky dress that could be seen through if a bright light were to shine on it, I wanted to have some fun so I decided to forgo underwear. As all my friends showed up we piled into two cars and headed out to the party at the old high school gym.
The gym was condemn a couple of years ago when the janitor fell to his death as a support beam gave way which led to the roof about to collapse. The school decided to close it for the protection of the children, what a shame cause to some it would be a God send. Back to the gym it was one built in the 1940's when bigger was better, so it would be the perfect spot for the party to be held, illegally of course.
Parking was hell we all couldn't park in the same place because it would attract to much attention so everyone parked throughout the neighborhood and blended in on their way to the gym. The front door was sealed tightly but a sign read that we should follow the tiny X's painted on the ground. Following the trail of bread crumbs we came to a ramp that led to a second story window, what fun we had we partied and walked the plank all in the same night.
We walked up the plank to the window bouncing as we took each step, maybe I should've worn a bra cause by the time I got to the window I was holding onto my breasts. Ignoring the temptation of manipulating my nipples I continued on and climbed into what looked like a storage room, it was hard to tell with the little light that was available. As we were early, but not early enough not to stand in line I started to sway to the music that was vibrating up from below.
Paying our five bucks to get in we walked down a rickety set of stairs, not knowing if the next step would be our last we made it to the floor below. We went over to the beer table and grabbed a couple of glasses and headed out onto the dance floor. Holding our beer in one hand and dancing to the music we were having a lot of fun. As time went on the dance floor become more and more crowded.
We continued to dance and drink beer at the same time, all the bodies that were pressing up on me and the occasional stray hand making contact with my most sensitive areas I was becoming very aroused. I don't know if you could see it in my eyes or not but my friends knew I was having the time of my life. As the music was beginning to quiet down a figure walked up to me, looking at him in his blue coveralls and gray face paint I couldn't help but wonder what he looked like underneath it.
I took his hand and led him over to the corner where it was a little quieter and less crowded so I could get to talk to him. But before I could say a word I felt his hand move to my breast, being as turned on as I was I couldn't help not responding to his touch. My eyes closed and my body picked a rhythm that it would build my orgasm to earth shattering proportions. I felt the material of my dress being lifted as the mysterious figure stepped closer to me, before I knew it his fingers were pushing aside my moist lips and sliding into my pussy. A jolt of pleasure traveled up my spine and my legs felt like they instantaneously turned to Jell-O, I had to wrap my arms around my savior for I wouldn't fall to the floor.
He began to fuck me with his fingers my eager pussy accepting them hungrily and eagerly. With him being so close I heard the rustle of clothes as he freed his trapped member, at the same time my orgasm hit and sent wave upon wave of pleasure through my body. I sank to my knees as the last waves of pleasure passed throughout my body, I took his rigid cook into my right hand and began to rub it's fat head with my thumb.
