Appetite

Three

"You need help? I'm Sammy by the way."

"Uhhhh....ahhh...." I manage to stutter.
Luckily, my attention is drawn to a high Nate sloppily walking over to me.

"Yo Katy! Wanna dance?!" Nate slurs, "Ooo Sammy I didn't see you there. Oh man I'm thirsty. Have you met each other yet?"

"Katy huh... Yeah we just met." Sammy smirks and I instantly blush, looking down at my toes.

Nate reaches down and clutches my hand, dragging me to the dance floor.
"Nate, Nate, come dance with me." Another girl slurs, taking Nate away from me.

"Sorry babe, I promise I'll catch up with you later!" Nate turns around giving me a smile.

"Oh I see.... you and Nate huh?" Sammy all of a sudden speaks in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.
I take a deep breath, turning around to face Sammy. I look into his dark eyes, as his eyebrows ruffle together in await for my response.

"Have you ever heard of a no strings attached relationship?"

"O I see... makes sense." Sammy replies running his hands through his hair.

We stand there awkwardly for a minute before Sammy leans in, raising his eyebrow. He asks me to dance since it's only the two of us. I put my arms around his neck as his hands gently wrap around my waist. I lean into his chest and place my head on his shoulder. Everything seems so innocent as we sway to the beat of the music.

Every now and then I look up at my surroundings and notice all the people drunkly grinding. I look up into Sammy's eyes, searching for any lust, but I can't find any. The way he looks at me is different from all the other guys I've been with; it seems real. Our foreheads come together and I start tilting my head back and forth to the beat of the song causing our lips to slightly brush against each other. I want to kiss him so badly, so I start to lean it but Sammy shakes his head saying, "Not yet."

I'm taken aback by this, because no one has ever told me no. I've always initiated kisses, which have ended in sloppy make out sessions.

Suddenly, someone bumps roughly against my back making me turn around to see who it is. Sammy takes this opportunity to slip his hands around my waist and pull my back against his chest.

I'm so confused; one minute Sammy appears so sweet and gentle, the next, he turns into any other fuckboy I know. He's a mystery I need to adventure through and figure out.

We start off slowly grinding enjoying each and every second. My arms reach behind me and grasp Sammy's neck for a second until I slowly start to bend down a little, grinding harder.

Nate and the girl he's grinding with slowly start to venture over toward us. Nate's back faces me as he pushes up against me starting to match the pace that Sammy and I are grinding to. He starts grinding on me pushing me back against Sammy even harder. I can feel Sammy's bulge start to grow beneath me.

Nate turns toward me and smirks before he yells out, "GRINDING LINE!!!"

Everyone starts to join in our line grinding on one another. Our body's create heat, making sweat drip down from my body.

Sammy is getting harder and harder under me. He leans down until I can feel his hot breath on the back of my ear. Sammy nibbles on my ear lobe turning me on. The fact that Nate's grinding on me in all the right places makes it even harder to resist the urge of taking them both upstairs with me right now to get down and dirty.

Nate turns around so he's facing me breaking the grinding line. He leans onto me and Sammy and starts grinding on me from the front. I wrap my arms around his neck and bring his face toward mine. His breath smells like weed, but I don't care at this point. I'm feeling nothing but pure pleasure.

One of Nate's legs goes in-between mine, making me grind deeper on to him. I feel him growing in his jeans.
Nate winks at me, as Sammy whispers sweet nothings in my ear.

"Babe I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight you won't be able to walk." Sammy's raspy sex voice whispers in my ear.

I'm surprised by what he said but don't have any time to react due to the countdown to New Years starting.
Everyone stops dancing and faces the big clock that is set up along the wall.
"10.. 9..8..7..6..5..4..3..2..1!" Everyone's yells ring throughout the house.
Happy New Year is being said all around me as many people start kissing. Nate turns toward me and pulls me into his arms, kissing me long and passionate. We pull away from one another and smile but then I remember Sammy is standing right next to me. I turn around to look for him, but I can't find him. I turn towards Nate again but he's also gone.

Then, I feel someone grab my butt and hear Sammy groan, "I should've been the one to kiss you when the clock struck zero. Guess your just going to have to make it up to me."

I grab his hand and swerve through the crowd, leading him upstairs to an empty bedroom.

I don't waste any time ripping open his shirt and pushing him onto the bed. I straddle him and put my fingers into the belt loops on his pants. We look at each other for a moment before he leans up and starts kissing me. Sparks immediately fly like fireworks on the Fourth of July.

I undo his belt and pull down his pants, leaving him in his boxers. I start palming him through the thin fabric, already feeling him get hard under my touch.

He takes off my dress in one swift move and throws it across the room. I'm left in my matching back lace bra and thong. I take off his boxers and his erection pops up hitting his stomach.

His fingers trace down my stomach, leaving a pathway of chills until they reach the hem of my underwear. He slips his fingers under them; his fingers do wonders. Two of them pump in and out of me while his thumb rubs my clit. My moans and his deep grunts from my hand job fill the room. Soon I can't handle the pleasure anymore, and I cum all over his fingers. He takes his hand out of my underwear and licks one finger telling me how good I taste. He holds the other one up for me to taste myself, and I lick it all up.
I slowly start kissing his jaw all the way down to his chest, tracing his abs with my hands. I go lower and lower until my mouth is lined up with his dick. I look up at him innocently before I start to give him a blow job, licking and sucking every place. He throws back his head in pleasure, saying my name before he lets out his loudest moan yet and cums in my mouth; I swallow all of it.

I stand up ready to get a condom from the side dresser in the bed but Sammy pulls me right back down.

"You think I'm done yet? Babe I'm just getting started!" He says seductively.

Sammy unclasps my bra with one hand. I can tell he knows what he's doing. He kisses down the valley of my chest and starts licking me through my underwear. I arch my back trying to get my lower section even closer to his mouth. He pushes my hips back down and takes my thong off by his mouth.
His tongue travels over and over my heat in such fast movements making me cum again in his mouth. But he keeps going; Sammy's like an animal. I can't stop moaning his name. His tongue goes in and out of me as his thumb circles my clit. He makes me cum once again. My legs are so weak by this point that I don't think I can keep going.

His eyes look at me with hope and I know I can't say no to him. I tell him where the condoms are because I can't walk at this point. He gets up and lays back onto me. I take the condom out of his hand and rip it open with my mouth. I slide it over him.

He slowly rubs his tip over me a couple times before he slides into me. He gives me a second to adjust before he starts going faster and faster. My nails run down his back.

Our moans fill the room creating an amazing sound. Shortly, we both finish, me for my fourth time tonight.
He lays down next me me and we look into each other's eyes for a long time while he plays with my hair. Sammy eventually says we should get back to the party. I truthfully don't know if I can walk, because my legs are too weak.

I look at Sammy and he knows exactly what I'm thinking. He gets dressed and then helps me get dressed. He sits down on the end of the bed and lets me climb onto his back piggy back style before he takes me downstairs and sits me down at one of the bar stools. He gets me a drink and then I see Nate.

He walks over to the two of us, asking where we've been.

We tell him we were dancing and partying and Nate, being high tonight, doesn't even question us again. He simply just walks away, leaving Sammy and I to continue our night together