I stepped into the fontroom or the temporary dance floor for the night as the thumping music went through head making my brain vibrate creating a slight migraine. This was only half my problem as I had a vodka shot in one hand and a glass of whisky in the other hand, this was the problem in these house partys I couldn't hold my drink! With a crowd of strangers eagerly circling around me I downed both the whisky and vodka in five seconds, the crowd roared in response to my action and seemed to scurry off leaving me stumbling about the room. By now the room seemed to have a mind of its own and wanted to twirl around making me feel like a dizzy ballerina.
Not many people noticed as I hit off them, maybe because it looked like I was a bad dancer or that everyone was just as wasted drunk as I was. The lights blinked in tune to the music making everything seem blurry as I tried unsuccessfully to get some fresh air. Before I knew it I was in the kitchen talking to a boy in my English class. He was talking about how dead this party was and saying it would better for me to go upstairs to rest. His gaze seemed to rake my body before resting on my breasts.
I didn't mind that his gaze was locked on my tits or that he had grabbed my hand and was now guiding me expertly upstairs. We were in the bedroom where the lighting was much better , enabling me to see clearly. When I finally looked at my mysterious saviour I gasped at the sight , he had black hair that stayed immobile flicked to the right while the sides and back were slightly shorter and didn't need to be styled. this added to how strong his jaw line looked while he was growing a small beard which made him look much older then he actually was. In the light of the room it was visible that he worked out , not too much but with a slight build that showed he could take care of himself.
His clothes didn't reflect on any of these facts as he had only wore a casual shirt and jeans that looked like they had been bought from pennys, I brushed that thought away as it was irrelevant to this situation. at that moment I noticed he had stopped closing the curtains and was now infront of me with his mouth slightly open is awe and his gaze lapping me up as if I was a bone and he was the dog .I blushed while looking down at my outfit , I had wore a pattern of colours mainly green, white and black that helped my tan stand out, the dress hugged my curves and complimented my eyes immensely. This made me feel confident in myself as I began slowly and purposely making my way into my heroes arms.
when I was sure I was stable in his arms I leaned up to his ear and whispered,
"So, mysterious who are you and why are we up here?"
I was surprised to hear a quick intake come from my companion before standing straighter and replying with,
"Well princess , Im Erik and we are here to .... take care of you "
His hesitation filtered through my head as I tried thinking of a witty but sexual response but before I could I was interrupted by eriks stong arms guiding me to the comfy bed and making me lie down. This helped stop the world spinning and started to put my mind at ease from the migraine. But didn't distract me from erik which had swiftly taken off my 6 inch heels and was now taking off my tan tights!
Its one thing to want to fuck but I am well capable of taking my own clothes off, I might be a small bit drunk but im not dumb , I showed this by managing to wobble myself off the warm bed and strip out of my tight dress slowly. My aim was to make this look like I was capable of taking my clothes off but it just showed that I was wasted and couldn't do shit. I stood In the middle of the room trying to struggle out of my dress when I felt to soft hands come either side of my entangled dress and pull, with a small squeal from me the dress was gone leaving me with only panties on. this is due to the fact that I hate bras and the dress was better suited without one.
Erik also noticed that detail and began spreading a very defiant smile across his face , with him standing so close to me I could feel the warmth radiate from him causing me to get goose bumps, I could feel the warm breath from erik as he began kissing my neck slowly as if savouring the taste. I began walking slowly backward towards the bed when Erik hoists me up against him and pushes me against a wall. I gasp in surprise at the sudden change of atmosphere in the room. , not a moment ago it seemed that I was going to be put to bed peacefully in this room but now I know that I am going to be fucked thoroughly nothing less.
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ChickLitdo you ever sit down on your bed at night biting your lip and thinking of your sex life and how you want it to be well here is some dark sensational scenes that is sure to make you "happy"