I walked into the room with the music and looked around to see if there were any hotties worth paying attention to. There was one guy standing at the far end of the room, texting something on his phone. I made my way closer to him to get a better look at him and was pleasantly surprised to see that he was absolutely gorgeous.
He had dark hair, big green eyes, and tan skin. He was also wearing briefs that left nothing to the imagination. He wasn’t as hot as Sam, but he’d do for the night. I made my way over to him.
“Hey, I was wondering if you’d seen Natalie?” I asked him, pretending that I was lost.
“Natalie?” He shook his head and stared at me for a few seconds. “Sorry, no. Did she say she knew me?”
“No, but she said go and stand next to the cute guy in the corner. He’ll know where I am, and I figured that was you.” I winked at him and he laughed.
“No, not me.” He went back to texting on his phone. I sighed in disappointment.
“Texting your girlfriend or something?”
“No.” He chuckled and looked up. “I was just texting someone for a hookup for the night.”
“Oh?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Coke,” he said and grinned.
“Okay.” I wasn’t really into drugs, but I didn’t judge those who did take them, especially at parties.
“So you’re in your trench coat. Is this what you sleep in?” he said, putting his phone on a ledge at the side of the room.
“No, I don’t sleep in this. I was just waiting for someone to help me undo these buttons,” I said flirtatiously.
“Okay, well I can help you.”
“You sure about that?” I gazed at his lips and he nodded. He stepped forward and started undoing the buttons of my trench coat. I let him undo every single one and then I pulled it off. He stepped back and whistled as he looked over me.
“Holy shit. You’re fucking hot,” he said as he gazed at my body, I smiled at him sweetly. This was the sort of response I’d hoped for from Sam.
“Thanks,” I said. “You’re not so bad yourself.”
“Well, you know.” He grinned at me. I felt his eyes on my breasts, and he started licking his lips. “So, what was your name again?” he said.
“I don’t think I told you my name.” I smiled at him and waited for his response. His phone beeped and he held up a hand.
“Just one second,” he said as he grabbed the phone. “Sweet. My boy will be here in five minutes.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. You’re welcome to have some as well if you want.”
“It’s fine.” I shook my head.
“You don’t mind if I do though, right?”
“Your life.” I shrugged.
“Cool. So…” he said, staring at my breasts and licking his lips again.
“Yeah?”
“I have a question for you, but I don’t want you to be upset.”
“What’s your question?”
“Are they fucking real?” he said, looking directly at my breasts again.
I started laughing. “Yeah, they’re real. Why do you ask?”
“Because you’re so petite and, well, your boobs are fucking huge. Your waist is so tiny. I’ve never seen such big jugs on a petite woman like you before.”
“They’re real. Trust me.”
“I’ll take your word for it,” he said with a nod.
“You can feel them if you want,” I said.
“I can?” Before I could even answer, his fingers were rubbing my nipple as he cupped my left breast.
“Oh, yeah, definitely real.” He put his other hand on my right breast.
I smiled at him. “Told you.” He dropped his hands after a few seconds to check his phone.
“I’m going to be right back, okay?”
“I mean, if you want to leave me looking this hot and sexy…” I pouted.
“Fuck no, I don’t.”
He grabbed my hand and we walked toward the front of the house. I could see several men following me with their eyes, and I smiled to myself. These men weren’t scared to let me know they were interested. As we reached the front door, I looked at the gorgeous guy in front of me.
“Take me to the bedroom,” I said softly.
“Okay. Let me just…”
“No. Take me to the bedroom now.”
“But I just wanted to get my coke. I already Venmoed the guy,” he said.
“It’s up to you. Coke or me?” I licked my lips softly and stared at him through lowered eyelashes.
“Fuck it. Come on.” He grabbed my hand and we ran up the stairs. We opened one door and were about to head in when we saw another couple fucking in the corner of the room. “Oops,” he said with a laugh and we backed out. “I guess they had the same idea as us,” he said with a smile.
We then made our way to another room and pushed open the door. He turned on a light, and this bedroom was empty. He was about to turn the light off again but I shook my head. “No, you can leave it on.”
I pulled him over to the bed and pushed him down.
He looked up at me with wide eyes and I got on top of him and rubbed myself back and forth. “Fuck, this is amazing,” he groaned
I closed my eyes and imagined he was Sam to get myself hornier. I rolled over onto my back and moved his hand over to my panties. He knew exactly what to do and he slipped his fingers inside and rubbed my clit. I moaned out loud as he played with me, and then he pulled my panties down. He positioned himself between my legs, and I smiled up at him as I spread them open wide.
“Go to work, baby,” I said with a soft smile. He growled and the next thing I knew, his head was between my legs and his face was buried in my pussy. His tongue was licking up my juices, and I moaned as I gripped the sheets.
I leaned over, pulled my phone out of my handbag, and turned on the camera. As he fucked me with his tongue, I took a quick photo and sent it to Sam. I quickly turned off the phone and lay back down and closed my eyes, imagining that it was Sam who was fucking me with his tongue. Within seconds, I came hard and fast, and the guy lapped me up eagerly. I watched as he pulled his briefs down, his cock hard as he got back onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs. I looked at him for a few seconds and smiled as I pushed him away.
“Sorry, I’ve already come.” He stared at me in disbelief, as I pulled up my panties. “Thanks, though. That was pretty fun.” I grabbed my stuff and headed out of the room as he cursed at me.
“What the fuck? You little cock tease.”
I just laughed as I looked back at him. “I guess tonight was for me to receive pleasure. Maybe tomorrow will be your night. It just won’t be with me.”
I closed the door behind me and hurried down the stairs, checking my phone to see if Sam had responded. There were three missed calls from him and two text messages. I grabbed my trench coat from the living room, put it back on, and then read his messages.
“That better not be you,” the first message said, and then the next message said, “Call me back immediately.” I laughed as I left the house. Natalie texted me and told me she was five minutes away. I quickly text her back.
“I’m not feeling the party. I’m on my way home,” I texted back as I made my way to the car. I quickly dialed Sam back, and he answered on the first ring.