Before he could finish his sentence, Sam was standing next to us. "You okay, Shelby?"
I stared up at him and nodded. "I'm fine."
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He looked at Conway.
"What? Me and the girl are just dancing."
"You need to get the out of here, Conway."
"What? You invited me to the party."
"You don't come and then try and grope one of my guests."
"Whatever." Conway shook his head. "This party is lame anyway."
I watched as he walked away from us. Sam hissed at me, "What the fuck do you think you're doing, Shelby?"
"Nothing. I was dancing with him."
"I told you he was a douchebag."
"Yeah, and you were right. I guess I didn't realize guys that old could be douchebags as well."
"Men of every age can be douchebags, Shelby. You're just too young to know that."
"Why don't you dance with me, Sam?" I said, grabbing his hand.
"I don't think that's a good idea."
"It's fine." I looked back at him. "Or are you just nervous?"
"I'm not nervous," he said. "Fine, we can dance."
He grabbed my hand and swung me around and I started laughing. "This isn't ballroom dancing, Sam."
"What do you want me to do?" he said. "You want me to fucking bump and grind with you and your parents in the same room?"
"Why are you scared? Conway wasn't scared."
"Conway was also trying to..." he paused. "Anyway, I don't even want to finish that sentence. I don't want to get madder than I already am."
"So then dance with me," I said. I moved my ass back and forth against his crotch, and I felt him hardening. His hands wrapped around my waist and he brought me back. I could feel his hardness rubbing against me, and I smiled in satisfaction. Now, this was what I was talking about. Sam's cock felt thick and hard between my ass and I loved the feeling. I grabbed his hand and moved it up. If there was one man I wanted squeezing my nipples, it was Sam. He gasped as he played with them for a couple of seconds and then brought them back down. I looked back at him and pouted. "Why not?"
"Because I don't want to get fucking shot," he said.
I started laughing. I moved my head back and forth and started shimmying to the ground. My entire body was going back and forth across his body. I could feel him growing harder and harder, and I just smiled to myself. My plan was working perfectly, and then, just as planned, the lights went out completely.
"What's going on?" someone said.
"Oh, I'll check," Sam said, and started to move away but I grabbed his hand.
"I don't think so,” I said, as I leaned forward and lifted my dress up. I grabbed his hand and placed it between my legs and gasped.
“You don't have on any panties."
"Is that a surprise?" I said, as I reached back and unzipped him. He groaned as I pulled his cock out.
"Fuck it. Really, Shelby?" he said.
"Come on, the lights will be off for five minutes."
"You did this?" he said.
I giggled. "Come on, Sam."
"Fuck." I felt him grabbing my hips, and before I knew what was happening, the tip of his cock was rubbing against my entrance. I moaned slightly as I felt him thrust into me.
"Oh yeah," I cried out, and he grunted, moving back and forth as he slammed my hips back into his cock. He fucked me hard. Both of us had been ready for this for a couple of hours since my parents had interrupted us. "Oh yeah," I said, even louder.
“Shh,” he said.
"Oh fuck, yes!" I screamed, and I heard silence around us.
I heard a lady's voice gasping, "Is someone having sex in here?"
I giggled to myself. Sam tried to pull out of me, but I slammed my ass back against him, and he groaned. "Fuck me harder!" I screamed.
"Oh my gosh!" the lady screamed again. "Someone's having sex next to me. I swear I can hear them."
"Harder," I breathed.
Sam pummeled into me faster and faster, and then I felt him exploding inside of me. I ran my fingers down to my clit and rubbed hard and felt myself orgasming as well. I turned around and gave him a big kiss.
"What the fuck are you doing, Shelby?" he whispered against my lips, and I just giggled. Then the lights came on. I took a step back and walked away quickly from him. I watched behind me as he quickly struggled to zip himself up. The lady that had heard us was looking around, but she wasn't looking in the right direction.
"Who was having sex?" she gasped. "Who was having sex at this party?"
I smiled to myself as I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. My dad walked in a couple of seconds after me.
"Well, this is a real fun party. Thanks for organizing, Shelby."
"You're welcome, Dad. I'm glad you're having a good time." I smiled at him sweetly.
"I am, my dear. This was very, very thoughtful of you and Sam."
I grinned knowing that he had absolutely no idea exactly what Sam and I were up to. I felt slightly bad because my dad was such a lovable, sweet guy. And part of me thought he wouldn't even mind if he knew that Sam and I were having a relationship. It was my mom that would be more of a bitch and would be more dramatic. At least, that's what I thought. My dad had never really paid attention to any of my relationships before, and he loved Sam but...
"Hey, Shelby," I heard Sam's deep voice as he walked in. "Oh, hey." He nodded at my dad.
"Hey, what's up? Did you need to speak to Shelby about something?"
"Um, yeah. I was just going to ask her when we were going to do the toast and stuff."
"Oh, awesome," my dad said. "Maybe in 30 minutes?"
"Sure," Sam nodded.
"Hey, Sam," I said with a sweet smile. "Having fun on the dance floor?"
He looked at me for a few seconds. His eyes narrowed, but he smiled back sweetly at me. "You know, it's okay. I've had better."
"Really?" I said.
"Really," he said.
My dad grabbed the beer and chugged. "Oh, well, let me go and find your mom before she calls 911 to see where I've disappeared to."
I laughed and watched as he left the kitchen.
"What the fuck are you playing at, Shelby?" Sam said, growling at me. "You fucking left me with my dick hanging out."
"Um, you should be thanking me because I let you just come, and it seems like you came quite a lot as well." I grabbed his hand and reached it between my legs so that he could feel my wetness. "See how sticky that feels," I said, looking at him with wide eyes. "I really need to wash off."
"Shelby," he said growling.
However, I noticed that he didn't move his fingers. Instead, he rubbed them gently against my clit. I closed my eyes and moaned. "Fuck it, Sam."
"What?" he said, thrusting a finger inside of me.
"Sam," I glared at him. "Anyone could-"
"Anyone could what?” he said, through steely blue eyes. "I thought you wanted us to get caught." Then he added another finger and finger fucked me hard.