During a week-long break from college, my friend and I were going way out of town to a village on the outskirts of Yorkshire for a house party with some people that she knew. I was nineteen at the time and knew no one that would be there except her boyfriend and a guy she was trying to set me up with.

Alix, my friend, brought her boyfriend Thomas to town a few weeks earlier. Thomas had brought his friend Mike with him. Alix was convinced that Mike would totally be my type, and she was right. Mike was a really handsome guy, the same age as us with longish brown hair. Nothing had happened between us yet, but we had gotten along really well on our night out and had kept in touch with a few messages here and there.

“What are you doing next week?” was the first thing Alix said down the phone when I answered.

“Erm, nothing why?” I replied.

“We’re going out to Thomas’ for a house party. It’s going to be absolutely sick! Mike’s going to be there so sex yourself up, babe!” she exclaimed.

I laughed and agreed to go, naturally.

Once we were off the bus we jumped in a taxi. The driver struggled to find the place as it was so out of the way and the day was already dark. When we pulled up past a large hedge the house came into view. A massive farm type house, all the lights on in every room with people all over the place.

“Jesus!” I said.

“Yeah, I told you it was big. His parents are minted,” Alix said.

Thomas was stood at the door waiting for us as we approached down the long pathway. Alix flung her arms around him and they pretty much started making out right there. There was booming music coming from inside and I could hear a load of people cheering for something.

“Come in!” Thomas shouted. “I think Mike’s around here somewhere.”

We made our way through, inside the house and into a large kitchen area. Another cheer erupted. It was a group of mostly guys and a few girls playing beer pong.

“What do you want to drink?” Alix asked me.

“Anything that will get me drunk and fast!”

Thomas handed me a drink. I took a swig. A strong vodka and lemonade.

I turned around to take in everyone around me and felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning around I saw that it was Alix letting me know that Mike was coming over.

“Hey!” he said to us.

“Hello there, Mike,” Alix said, before giving me a suggestive side eye.

“Hi, you’re looking good!” He directed his words my way, looking me up and down.

At the time I was just beginning to come out of a heavy goth phase and had barely any clothes that weren’t completely black. I must say, I did look hot this particular night though, I was wearing knee-high black high heel boots with a black pleated skirt and a black off-the-shoulder corset top and a little clutch bag. Even my hair at the time was shoulder blade length, jet black with a heavy fringe.

“Thank you!” I said, smiling.

The four of us stood in the kitchen for a while talking and having a few drinks as we watched the others play beer pong. Mike and I were getting on well and discussing whatever we had been chatting about in our messages over the past few weeks.

“By the way, if you need the toilet or anything there’s like three upstairs,” Thomas said. “Anyway, should we go through here?” he asked, directing us out of the kitchen.

We walked down a long corridor, passing a few people. The mix of partygoers was mostly guys but there was a decent number of girls at the party too. We turned a corner and entered a games room with a pool table at the centre. There was already a group of guys playing with their girlfriends sitting nearby drinking and chatting. We all sat down nearby, chatting and drinking as the guys waited for the table to free up.

Once the table freed up, Mike and Thomas began playing whilst Alix and I continued chatting.

“What you thinking?” Alix asked.

“About?”

“Mike.”

“Yeah, I mean he’s hot and I like him. It’s just I’ve barely spent any real time with him. We’ve spoken in messages and stuff since you introduced me to him. I don’t know. You know what I’m like when it comes to relationships and stuff.”

“I get it. He clearly likes you.”

“Yeah…”

“I mean you should totally fuck!” Alix blurted. We both started to chuckle.

Just then some other people came into the room to check out whether the pool table was free. Two guys and a girl poked their heads around the corner. I briefly locked eyes with one of the guys who discreetly checked me out. He was cute. The guy and the girl were clearly a couple and he was their friend.

“Ah! Nevermind.” The guy turned, speaking to his girlfriend as he began to leave. His friend lingered a little longer and then glanced towards me again, then turned to his friends.

“I’m gonna stay and get the table for us,” he said to them as they left. He walked into the room and over to the opposite corner where he sat down and watched Thomas and Mike playing.

Turning my attention solely to Alix, we continued to chat, but I kept catching the guy in the corner of the room looking in my direction and checking me out. His eyes would dart back to the pool table every time I caught him looking.

“So, are you two going play or what?” I heard all of a sudden. Mike and Thomas had finished playing and Thomas was asking Alix and me to join in. I looked at Alix, who I knew never played pool. But she knew I did. I gave her a smirk.

“No,” Alix said, “I’ll sit this one out, but I think Amy might like to play a game.”

“Fair enough, singles it is then. You and Mike will have to play,” said Thomas.

“No problem,” I said, standing up and straightening out my dress. I turned around and gave Alix a wink before walking over to the pool table as Thomas took my seat.

Mike went around to the far side and began setting the balls in their triangle whilst I rolled the cue ball, bouncing it from cushion to cushion.

“You played before?” Mike asked.

“Erm, not really. I can’t even really remember how to do it so you’ll have to show me.”

He straightened the pack and lifted the triangle before approaching me. His hand grazed over mine as he took the cue ball and placed it on the break line.

“I’ll break, I think,” he said.

“Okay!” I said, moving to one side.

He slammed the balls together with a crack. It was a decent break, but no balls went down. He passed the cue to me and I held it like it was a pole vault, looking at it like I had never seen such an object before.

“Want me to help?” he asked.

“If you’d like to, please.”

Mike came around the back of me and walked me around the table to get vantage of the best ball on the table.

“Now, take the bottom in your right hand and put your left hand down on the table; make sure you don’t touch anything except the cloth,” he said, placing my hand down on the table. “Make a tight bridge with your thumb and forefinger and put the end of the cue here, like this.” He came around my other side and leant me forward, placing the cue in the bridge of my hand. “Then you just move, like this.” Mike grabbed the butt of the cue and moved it gently, his other hand holding onto my shoulder, steadying me. “Then just hit that ball,” he said.

“Ah, okay, thank you!” I said as he began to move away, his grip of my shoulder slipping down my back towards my backside, brushing my skirt. I hit the ball awkwardly and watched as the connecting ball went wide of the pocket.

“Never mind!” said Mike.

“Oops!” I said, laughing a bit.

Mike took the cue and took his shot, potting yellows and proceeded to down a few more balls before missing. I took the cue off him and apprehensively approached the table for my shot. I looked over to Alix and stuck my tongue out sideways, winking and then leant down for another go.

I slid the cue through my bridge hand and connected a red with some side, potting it and spinning the cue ball off for perfect position on the next ball.

“Whoa. Nice one,” said Mike.

“Thanks!”

I leant down again and potted the next ball with back spin, drawing the cue ball back towards me, just enough to pass by an awkwardly positioned yellow. I was in perfect place to pot again. I looked up and saw confusion on Mike’s face. He looked towards Alix and Thomas. Alix sat there, her shoulders bobbing up and down with a wry grin on her face.

“What’s all this about?” Mike asked as I pocketed another of my reds.

“She plays league, mate,” Alix replied.

“What?!” exclaimed Mike as he looked towards me, another red going down followed by perfect position for the next one.

“Sorry, I should have mentioned that I’m actually quite good at this,” I said, slamming the cue ball once again, potting.

“Oh, come on! I’ve been totally done here,” Mike said, as the rest of the room also realised what had happened and began to rib him.

I now found myself on black and took a moment to line up my shot with the cue. I slammed the black into its home and looked over to Mike. He held his hands up and began to clap.

“I can’t even argue with that, it was awesome,” he said. “Right, Thomas, you’re next for a pounding!”

I broke off the game and watched as Thomas began playing. Mike sat in my seat and chatted to Alix as they watched on.

It was my turn now and I walked around the table to take my shot. My back was to the guy in the corner from earlier and the whole time I could feel him looking quite intently at me as I played. I leant over the table and had to slightly raise my leg over to get to my shot. As I did I felt a breeze hitting my inner thighs and could tell that he had a clear view up my skirt.

Once my shot was over I lowered my leg and turned to walk around the table. Looking to him, I saw that his face had gone flushed and that he was now focused on drinking his drink.

We played for quite some time. All the while the drinks didn’t stop coming. I had lost only one game. It was Thomas’ turn and he was talking to friends at the other end of the room, one of which was the guy in the corner. Alix had gone to get another drink so I went to sit in her chair. Mike leaned over and felt my leg. I looked to him and smiled.

“You enjoying yourself?” he asked.

“Yeah, I am. Are you?”

“Absolutely. I’d be enjoying it more if we could be alone soon though.”

“Hmm. Maybe, we might find somewhere quiet to go?"

Alix came back with a drink for Thomas and herself. I stood up and Mike grabbed me by the waist as I did, pulling me towards him. I fell slightly onto his lap and he held me there, making me sit on his knee.

“Bloody hell!” Alix said. “You two seem to be getting along alright!”

“She’s amazing,” Mike said, his hand creeping up underneath my skirt as he spoke.

“You better behave yourself!” I said, turning to him and pointing my finger in his face. He continued to edge towards my crotch and felt delicately at my underwear.

“Okay, okay, I will!” he said.

“Amy, your go!” Thomas was shouting for me to take my turn. Mike’s hand eased away and I stood up, straightening the back of my skirt as I walked to take my shot. I passed by the guy in the corner who was now sat closer to the table and accidentally clipped his foot with mine.

“Oh, sorry!” I said.

“No worries!” he replied.

“Sorry, what’s your name again?” I asked.

“It’s Aaron,” he said.

“Nice to meet you, I’m Amy!” I said, introducing myself as I leant over to take my shot.

“Nice to meet you,” said Aaron.

A little while later we had finished playing pool and were sat around our little table, drinking, laughing and chatting.

“Well…” Thomas said, looking to Alix who looked to him and back at us.

“Oh, yeah. So, we’re just going to erm…” she started.

“What?” Mike asked. He was quite drunk. So drunk in fact that I hadn’t actually realised quite how badly drunk he was.

“Oh, I see,” I said, looking to Alix.

“We’re going to go to Thomas’ room now,” she finished.

“I see how it is! You just leave me here with this guy,” I said jovially, pointing towards Mike.

“More than welcome to join in,” Thomas said, holding his lips together tightly with a sparkle in his eye as if holding in a belly laugh.

“Er!” Alix snapped, slapping his arm. “She’s my friend, you dickhead! I don’t think so!”

I laughed and looked to Alix, winking at her for the umpteenth time that night. Soon they left and Mike and I were sat looking to each other at the table. I looked around and saw that the room was starting to empty slightly.

I crossed my legs, placing one over the other, and let my heel edge towards his trousers and began sliding it up and down against him. He downed the rest of his drink.

“I need to get you alone,” he said, with a sense of urgency.

“You know the place?” I asked with a dry smile.

“I know which room is which."

I sucked my tongue, leant back in my chair and kissed my teeth.

“Well, why don’t you show me then?” I said.

With that, he stood up and had me by the upper arm, almost pulling me out of my chair. Before I knew it, we were walking through a few groups of people in a hallway as he steered me through by the wrist. I hardly had chance to see where I was before he urged me up a flight of stairs, slapping my ass through my pleated skirt. I let out an exited yelp and turned around to look, his eyes fixed on my bare legs and ass.

At the top, he pointed down the landing. I walked ahead of him, past a few rooms and around a corner where the hallway ended with a door that was slightly ajar. Mike pushed me hard into the darkened room and followed me in. I tumbled over a laundry basket before finding my footing and steadying myself on a bed.

“Jesus!” I exclaimed with slight irritation. I stood up and turned around to face him. “Calm down, you!” I said, but before I could continue or get a response from him he grabbed hold of my neck firmly and connected his lips to mine with a wildness. He kissed me and began to stick his tongue into my mouth and I returned the affection.  

We were kissing for a few brief seconds until he stopped and began an attempt to pull my corset top up.

“Get this fucking thing off,” he demanded. “I want to see those tits.”

I couldn’t help but snigger and blush and proceeded to aid him in taking off the top. No sooner had it come up over my head did he take a breast in his hand and grabbed harshly, watching it bulge as he squeezed it.

“You like that?” I asked, my hands down behind my back.

Without a word he took hold of my face with his other hand and gripped my cheeks. They sunk inwards as he ran his finger across my lips and turned me around, pushing me with force down onto the bed, my elbows digging into the sheets.

He immediately lifted up my skirt, resting it on my back as he started to run his hands up and down my buttocks and legs, his fingers sliding between my thighs and pressing into my panties. I have to admit, this got me pretty wet and I laughed off the unnecessary aggression with a snigger, letting him continue.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” he muttered.

“Thank you, honey,” I purred.

With that, he immediately whipped my underwear down from around my waist with one swift tug. I felt them around my ankles. He grabbed a heel and lifted it up, freeing the panties and threw them off into the darkness somewhere. It was pretty hot. All I was wearing now were my high heels. Then he pressed my face down into the sheets, whilst lifting my hips upwards. He knelt down and buried his face into my ass.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed, as he ran his tongue in circles around my asshole before moving down and sliding it between the folds of my wet cunt. My fingers dug into the sheets and I ruffled them with clenched fists as his nose slid between my flaps and his tongue reached up towards my clit. He found it and began to waggle over it from side to side and I let out a heavy grunt.

He stopped in his tracks and my thighs trembled as my body recovered from the oral onslaught I had just received. I heard as his belt unbuckled and his pants hit the floor with a soft thud. I turned my head to one side, and saw his t-shirt land on the bed next to me. His hands were soon back on my body, wrapped around my front, and he began to unbutton my skirt.

“Let’s get this off,” he murmured, almost to himself. My skirt rustled down my bare legs and I lifted my knees to accommodate his wishes as he whisked it away from me. Then he inserted his fingers inside me and ran them across my clitoris. I was incredibly wet and the sound coming my pussy made that clear. Then I recognised instantly that the head of his cock was perched ready to separate my folds. I felt his thumb press lightly into my wettened asshole as he moved forward and slid himself completely inside my pussy. He was long and slim and I felt him pressing against my back wall. I let out a deep moan which began to tremor as he thrust himself in and out of me. His hands wrapped around my hips, his fingers digging in.

Mike’s thighs slapped against my bare ass and his hands roamed up my back towards my neck and he bundled a load of my hair into his hands and held on, pulling back on my head, tugging my neck back as he continued to fuck me. Soon, he took his other free hand and held onto my shoulder, lifting his foot up onto the bed for better purchase, and started to slam himself hard inside me. I started to wince and exhale with every pump.

Then he grabbed hold of my hands, which were at either side of my head gripping the sheets. He brought them together, binding them in his grasp, and pulled them down to my lower back. I heard him spit and felt it land on my ass and then again felt it slide down the crack of my ass, into my crevice as he glided in and out of me with abandon.

I heard as his breathing began to labour intensely. Suddenly his grip of my hands released and I felt him slap the palm of his hand against my ass cheek with a crack before he stopped dead inside me, deep, and let out an almighty moan. He was cumming inside me, hard. But I hadn’t cum yet.

I could feel immediately that his cock was softening in me as his seed pooled up inside. I turned my head round as much as I could to see him.

“Are you okay?” I asked through laboured breath. There was no response.

His now floppy member slid out of me along with a dram of his cum. I lay there on my front, now turning onto my side and watched as he tried to assemble a response, incoherently. He was absolutely smashed and now that he had cum, the energy he’d had was depleted.

Mike collapsed on the bed and rolled into a foetal position. I couldn’t believe that he was so out of it. I waited a moment, unsure of what to do and then prodded him in his back. No response.

I stood up from the bed and walked to the door, turning the lights on. I picked up my skirt and pulled it up, buttoning it shut. I grabbed my top from the other end of the room and slid it back on. I spent the next few minutes scouring the room looking for my panties.

“Fuck sake, where are they?!” I grumbled to myself. I couldn’t find them anywhere and Mike was snoring audibly. “Fuck it!” I said, perturbed as I picked up my clutch bag and left the room, commando.

I was pissed off and wound up. My pussy was sticky with cum and my cheeks were flushing in annoyance and embarrassment. I needed to get to a bathroom to clean myself up, find Alix and then get the fuck out of there.

I looked at my phone to see the time. It was just after one in the morning and I could hear that the party was still very much alive downstairs. I wandered unknowingly down a corridor and found a short set of steps that led up to a door. It was ajar and I could see a light on, illuminating a toilet bowl.

Just as I set foot on the first step, the door swung open startling me.

“Oh!” I exclaimed in surprise.

“Whoa! Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you!”

I looked up and realised that it was Aaron.

“It’s okay,” I said, chuckling, “you didn’t scare me. Just took me by surprise.”

“Ah, okay. Well, sorry. You wanting the bathroom?” he asked.

“Yeah.”

“There you go,” he said, waving his arm out, opening the path.

“Thanks,” I said, smiling as I passed by him in the doorway.

“Hey, where did your friends go?” he asked.

“Honestly, I wish I knew. My friend and her boyfriend, I haven’t seen for a while. Mike… well he’s asleep.”

“Asleep?!”

“Yeah, if you can believe it.”

“I can’t. Too much to drink?”

“You can say that again.”

“Oh no, fallen out?”

“Yeah, he did fall out actually.”

“What?”

“Oh, nothing.”

“He fell out?”

“Yeah. Not with me. I mean of me.” I couldn’t believe I blurted it out. Aaron stood stunned for a second.

“Oh shit,” he uttered. Then a slow smirk formed around his mouth and his eyes lit up.

“Too much info? Sorry,” I said, my cheeks flushing pink.

“No, no. It’s all good! So, what, like he was no good?”

“Well, I didn’t cum, let’s put it that way.”

Aaron’s mouth tightened like he was sucking on something sour and his eyes darted around my body. I loosened my stance and placed a hand on my hip, leaning against the door frame.

“No?” he asked.

“Nope.”

There was a brief silence between us. “And I’m still wet so…” I rolled my eyes, tutted and inhaled through my teeth.

“That’s a real shame.” Aaron now more confidently started to gaze at me. I watched as his eyes traced the curves of my figure and fixed around my chest and legs, then back to my eyes.

“It is a real shame,” I said in agreement.

“Someone should maybe do something about that, you think?”

I tilted my head and let my hair fall behind my ear.

“Maybe…” I took a few steps back into the bathroom, my heels click-clacking on the floor. I stopped and looked to Aaron, raising my eyebrows.

He shifted up the stairs, into the bathroom and closed the door behind himself, locking it. He turned back around to look at me as I lifted the front of my pleated skirt to show him my bare pussy before letting the fabric fall back down into place. I shot him a wry smirk and he stepped towards me, unbuckling his pants.

I leant back against the sink and Aaron loomed over me, letting his eyes drop down to my cleavage as he pulled himself out of his jeans and held onto his gradually stiffening penis.

I looked down to see it, biting down on my lower lip, before my tongue dampened them. He grabbed hold of the back of my neck, his fingers gripping lightly through the back of my hair as he stroked himself and brought his lips to meet mine.

As we kissed my hand reached down to his and held on as he wanked himself. Our tongues wrestled inside each other’s mouths. I gripped hold of his hand, moved him off himself and took over the duty of masturbating his hard cock, whilst my other hand began to undo the buttons on his shirt.

His free hand groped and grabbed at my chest. His foreskin slid back and forward over his head as I pumped him. I stopped and lightly pushed him back away from me before pulling my corset top over my head onto the floor and quickly unclasped my bra straps, letting my bra fall off my shoulders.

He immediately grabbed hold of my tits with both hands and buried his face into my chest, kissing and licking my nipples. My pussy tingled with anticipation once again and I held onto his head, gripping his hair through my fingers.

Pulling his head away from my chest, I stood him in front of me and crouched down, steadying myself in my heels, and pulled his jeans down to his ankles. Then I got to work with my mouth. I took hold of him, pulling back his foreskin, and let him slide all the way down my throat slowly, letting him feel the ridges inside until I felt his pubes touching my upper lip and I held him there for a few moments.

“Oh fuck!” he exclaimed under his breath before sucking in a deep breath as my uvula danced on the head of his swollen cock. I slid him out slowly and watched my saliva trickle from his head onto the floor. With my hand I caught the spittle in my palm and brought it up to lubricate him as I stroked his entire length.

I met his tender head with my lips once again and extended my tongue down his shaft. They met his balls every time my head jerked slowly forward. I felt his hands come down and weigh heavily on my head before he grabbed at my hair and started to vigorously rattle me backwards and forwards on his cock. I let my hands drop to my sides and allowed him to take charge of the pace.

His groans echoed against the walls loudly. I clasped my hands behind my back as he thrust himself down my throat repeatedly. My eyes welled up with tears as I gagged audibly on his cock. I could feel myself starting to peak, all I needed now was him inside me. His thrusting finally subsided and he took his member out of my mouth. I looked up to him as he rubbed his head along my lips.

With a grin I held onto his thighs and pulled myself up from my crouched position, guided him towards the toilet and sat him down on the closed lid. I lifted my skirt, ran my fingers over my pussy and gently parted my lips before I straddled him and inserted his cock inside me. We moaned in unison and I began to grind on him with his cock deep inside me.

I leant forward and kissed him as he fondled my tits, twiddling my nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Then his hands wandered down the sides of my stomach, over my hips and found their way under the skirt and around to my buttocks. He grabbed hold and started to thrust in time with me as I bounced on top of him. My tits were bobbing in his face as his hands parted my ass cheeks.   

“Can I cum in you?” he asked.

“Please,” I replied. I could already feel myself about to climax and let out a little squeal as his hips jackhammered into me. His fingers found their way to my asshole and began to lightly penetrate.

“I’m gonna cum!” I whimpered in a breathy exhalation. I let out a loud groan. He stopped thrusting as he too began to cum inside me and I felt his grip tighten harshly on my cheeks. His eyes rolled and I let my head drop back, blinded by the ceiling lights above me. I felt his warm seed trickle up inside my walls.

My forearms rested on his shoulders. I brought my head forward and met his forehead with mine, my hair flowing around his face, and I kissed his lips tenderly before slowly lifting myself from his manhood. He gripped himself and watched his cum fall to the floor from my dripping pussy.

His laboured breathing began to ease as I ran the tap and began to clean myself. I looked into the mirror and saw my lipstick smudged down my chin and that my eyeliner was runny. I grabbed a tissue and wet it, lightly dampening the edges around to clean up the mess as he stood up and joined me at the sink to wash his member.

A few moments later, without a word said, his pants were back up and he was buckling them as I slid the corset top back over myself.

“What happened to your knickers, by the way?” he asked with a slight laugh.

“I lost them in the room and couldn’t find them,” I replied with an eyeroll and a snigger.

He laughed as he redid the buttons to his shirt. I grabbed my handbag and retrieved the lipstick from it, applying it in the mirror as he watched.

“Well… that was...” he began.

“You’re welcome!” I said, winking to him in the mirror. He laughed again and leant back against the wall, watching me, not knowing exactly what to do with himself. I put the lipstick back in my bag and moved on to my eyeliner.

“So, what are you gonna do now?” he asked.

“What time is it?”

“Just a little after one-thirty.”

“I guess I’ll go back down to the party.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, I’ve barely got to even see the place or meet anyone.”

“Well, that sucks.”

“How so?”

“Well, I’ve got to give them two a lift back to their place in like five minutes.”

“Which two?”

“Ryan and Sarah… my friends.”

I remembered then the two from earlier on that he arrived with.

“Oh! Right, yeah okay, I remember now,” I said. I could see in his face that he was wanting me to come along with him, but I knew that if I disappeared Alix would flip her lid at me. Plus, I didn’t want to leave. I had just gained a second wind and was full of adrenaline, thanks to what had just happened.

“Guess I’ll get going then…” he said. I took out my phone from my bag and held it out to him.

“Listen. I’m sorry, I just can’t come with you. I really enjoyed this and everything. You were really incredible, but I can’t just leave my friend. Put your number in my phone and call it so I have you.”

“I get it.”

He took my phone, called himself and then handed it back to me. I kissed him once again for a few moments and watched him unlock the door and leave down the steps, looking back to me before he rounded the corner and disappeared.

I was wired. I took a glance at myself in the mirror and adjusted my top before leaving the bathroom and heading back towards the room that Mike and I had just fucked in. I could still hear the party happening downstairs.

I opened the door with a creak and peered inside. The light from the hallway illuminated the bed and I could see Mike, still passed out and naked across the bedsheets. I thought about getting in next to him and calling it a night. Then I thought about going to find Alix. I knew she was in one of these rooms. Perhaps I could tell her about what had just happened?

But then I heard rapturous laughter coming from downstairs. All of a sudden, I felt shortchanged. I had come here tonight for a party and barely got to meet anyone. I closed the door on Mike softly and ambled with trepidation downstairs to the ground floor; not knowing anyone at this party was starting to finally make me nervous. The music was a little quieter than earlier and I could tell that quite a few people had left.

There was still a party atmosphere in the house but it had chilled to a more relaxed vibe. I strolled through the kitchen and saw a couple of guys hanging out by the dining table. They didn’t seem to notice me and were engrossed in a conversation, so I made myself a drink and made my way to the living room area.

I poked my head around the corner and looked inside to see a large group of guys and one girl sat around, some on sofas, some on the floor, all around a large coffee table. They all seemed to know each other and I felt a little silly and was about to quickly leave.

“Hey,” one of the guys said. “You’re friends with Alix, right?”

“Yes.” I said, almost about to bob out of the room.

“Come sit down,” the guy said, quickly followed by a few others who encouraged me to do the same. “You got a drink?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a drink, thanks!” I said, holding up my large vodka and lemonade to show them.

I was invited to sit down on the end of the sofa nearest the door and turned to introduce myself to the guy I was sat next to.

“Hi, I’m Reece,” he said. A larger than average man, his gut rolled out over his belt as he sat. He was the biggest guy in the room, but also the least threatening.

“Hi, nice to meet you, I’m Amy.”

The guy next to him leant over and shook my hand.

“I’m Billy,” he said, before leaning back.

I slunk back into the sofa after a couple of minutes, finding myself getting comfortable with this new group of people and when asked I explained briefly how I knew Thomas and that I was friends with Alix.

On the other side of the room across the coffee table there was Nyx and the couple, Phil and Sarah. All three were sat cross legged and were talking between themselves. To my left on the larger sofa were three guys, Seth, Adam and Aiden. I continued to drink and chat with all of them, sticking mostly with Reece and Billy as they were sat closer to me, and then before I knew it, I had finished my drink. I shook the empty glass in my hand and thought about perhaps heading off to bed, or even calling a taxi to take me home would be a good idea, however far away from home I was.

“Want me to get you another?” Adam asked. I looked up after having zoned out for a second and realised he was talking to me.

“Oh! Yeah, okay!” I said. “Thank you!”

“No problem, I’m going to get myself another anyway. Same again?”

“Yes please.”

It was about another forty-five minutes to an hour later when Phil and Sarah began to touch each other and kiss with amorous abandon in front of us. I sipped my drink through the straw and lifted my eyebrows to the guys as they watched on and pulled agreeable faces at the scene. Nyx was sat right beside them both, enjoying the show. The two of them broke away from their bliss and realised that the room was watching them and started to giggle.

“I’m so drunk.” Sarah said, as she leaned against Phil’s chest.

“Yeah, come on then, let’s get going.” Phil said as he stood up and helped Sarah stand. “See you all next time,” he said. “Great to meet you, Amy.”

“You too, both of you, have a safe journey home.”

The two of them stumbled out of the room, followed by Adam who walked them out of the house and made sure they got out safely.

When Adam returned we were talking amongst ourselves about the couple and the guys began to rib Nyx about getting a hard-on over them.

“Damn right I was getting a hard-on!” Nyx exclaimed. “That shit was filling my horny meter all the way up.”

They started laughing and taunting him about how he hardly ever got laid. I added a few interjections of sympathy and within about five the conversation had swerved into an avenue of raunchy chatter and sex talk amongst us all. I was talking across to Adam when I overheard Reece and Billy talking about blowjobs.

“Nah, she’s not very good,” Reece said. “She’s all teeth, it’s really annoying.”

I stopped, as did Adam and the rest of the guys, who turned to Reece and asked a collective enquiry for further information.

“Rebecca… she’s bad at blowjobs and it pains me to say that about my girlfriend,” Reece said.

The guys immediately started to interrogate him further and he began expanding on how bad she was.

“Oh, no, no, no,” I heard myself blurt out suddenly. “That’s not how you do it. You need to really gloss the thing up and let it slide down.”

They all stopped talking and looked at me with eyes wide.

“Oh yeah?” Aiden said. His look was just as intense as his personality.

“Well… yeah,” I said, taking a sip of my drink.

“I mean… you could show us your technique?” Nyx said, half-jokingly.

 The guys chuckled and a few of them began to blush red.

“I mean, I could do,” I said.

“Yeah, yeah, show Reece what he’s missing out on,” Seth said.

“No, hey! Come on, guys,” Reece said, holding his hands up for them to stop before they got into any serious trouble.

“I don’t mind,” I said, without really thinking. “Here…”

I slid off the sofa onto my knees and grabbed hold of Reece’s thigh. Pulling myself around to kneel between his legs, I unbuckled his jeans. I could hear a collective sharp intake of breath in the room and could see Billy bringing his fist to his mouth, looking back and forth between me and the other guys out of the corner of my eye.

I reached down into his boxers and grabbed hold of his flaccid cock, pulled the band of his boxers down and quickly wrapped my lips around it, gently sucking on the soft head as if it were a lollipop, which I could feel instantly starting to grow more and more rigid inside my warm mouth. My forehead met his large belly.

A few hushed chuckles went around the room, with a few murmured comments. They couldn’t believe I was really going through with it. I almost couldn’t either. My heart was thumping so hard in my chest and it felt like my brain was being shocked with a slow pulse of electricity. A sticky release clung to each side of my pussy lips.

Reece kept his hands down to his sides on the sofa, as if he were receiving a lap dance. I stiffened my tongue and rippled it over his frenulum as I began to bob my head up and down. I grabbed hold of his hands and placed them onto my head. I felt a small trickle release from the tip of his cock, leaving a slight bittersweet taste in my mouth.

“Ohhh shit!” I heard a few of them say as I started to get more into it.

I moved my hair to one side and looked up into Reece’s eyes, smiling as I licked his head from side to side. He stared back in disbelief. For a moment it felt like we were the only ones in the room.

“You getting a good look there, Billy?” I heard from behind me.

“Yep,” he replied.

I slid my lips back down, taking him all the way in, and brought my mouth back up off him with an audible ‘pop’. Pulling myself up from the floor using his knees, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. I turned around and gave a theatrical bow to the room as the guys erupted with cheers and claps and I sat back down next to Reece as he quickly pulled his erection back into his pants.

“Holy shit, man!” someone said.

“Hey Reece, was she any good?” one of them asked.   

I shot a look to Reece to see for myself. He smiled, letting his head fall back as laughter left his mouth and he covered his eyes with his hand.

“Pretty fucking good,” he replied.

“What can I say?” I said, opening my arms out.

“I swear to God if any of you tell Rebecca…” he said to the others.

“Calm down, lad, no way, no way,” said Nyx.

“That fill your horny meter up enough, Nyx?” Billy asked.

“I almost came!” Nyx replied, laughing, triggering the rest of them to erupt.

“Well, if anyone else wants a go…” I said, leaving the remark out in the room. I almost baffled myself with the words and felt a quiver shoot around my vagina. A warm pulse erupted inside my stomach. The room suddenly hushed into a silence, with a little more of a serious tone as my words landed with them all.

“Is that an open invitation?” Billy asked.

“She’s joking!” one of them said.

“I’m serious,” I said with a guffaw. “If anyone wants to.” There was another pregnant silence in the room. “A one-time invitation.”

Seth stood up from the coffee table slowly and stretched himself out a little bit.

“Okay,” Seth said, “how you want it?”

Nyx and Adam started chuckling as Aiden was silent, just watching me. I could feel the stare of Reece and Billy burning into my side. I turned and grabbed Reece’s arm, pulling on him to sit where I was and sat between Billy and him.

“I’ll just sit here and we’ll see,” I said.

Seth walked around the coffee table and stood over me. I saw Billy and Reece start to ease into the corners of the couch out of the corners of my eyes, relaxing into a viewing position as Seth undid his jeans and pulled the sides open, revealing his white boxers.

“Here comes Seth’s dick!” Nyx said, trying to jokingly ease the tension that ran high in the room. Seth giggled a little bit. I just looked up to him and waited.

He unbuttoned the front of his boxer shorts and reached inside. He carefully freed his cock from within and held it in his hand. I edged my ass forward on the couch and met his legs with my knees. I let the tip of my nose run against the underside of his head until it flicked onto my upper lip and met my open mouth.

I softly placed the tip of him inside and closed my mouth around him and let my wet tongue tickle his now bulbous, pulsing head, keeping my eyes closed as I did. The room was buzzing with tension.

“Fuck me,” I heard him mutter.

“Maybe we should hold the door in case anyone wanders in?” I heard Nyx ask. Without a response from the room, he got up and grabbed hold of the dining chair in the corner of the room and walked with it over to the door. I opened my eyes and looked to my side as he did.

“You okay with this, Amy?” Adam asked, as Nyx propped the back of the chair against the door handle.

“Mhmm,” I said, continuing to suck Seth.

Seth’s legs began to tremble, which I felt as his jeans vibrated against my bare leg. I removed him from my mouth and urged his legs to part with my hands, pulling him closer towards me as my knees remained closed together. He was now practically mounting me. I removed his hand from gripping his member and held onto it as I leaned forward and let his whole cock slide through my pursed lips, along my tongue and down towards my throat. I felt his pubes bristle against my nose as he let out an audible gasp and I held him there for a handful of seconds.

“Fuck, man, I don’t care, I’m getting it out,” I heard to my left, as Billy began to shuffle on the sofa, undoing his belt.

I opened my eyes and looked up to Seth who was staring down at me, and slowly eased him out of my throat, keeping eye contact with him as I did. I started to stroke his cock slowly in my hand and started to giggle uncontrollably.

“This is insane,” I heard Adam say from behind Seth at the coffee table.

I looked to my left and saw Billy release his fully erect penis from his waistband and begin to pleasure himself as he watched me. I couldn’t stop smiling, then I felt a hand on the side of my head. Seth was getting more comfortable and had decided he wanted more. I leant forward once again and extended my tongue out to his throbbing head and licked the tip of him as I kept eye contact with Billy.

I let my hands drift down to my sides as I started to take up a steady rhythm, rocking my mouth back and forth on Seth as he ran his hand a little through my hair. I reached out to my right and felt for Reece’s leg and held on as my rhythm picked up a little and I heard myself begin to audibly gag lightly.

I pulled away from Seth and held onto his now sopping wet erection as I leant over to my side and allowed my open mouth to slide down over Billy’s cock.

“Oh, fuck yeah!” I heard Billy say loudly as I wrapped my tongue around his shaft and slid up and down.

I felt a hand grabbing at me from my other side and realised that Reece was fondling my breasts through my top. I smiled. My teeth teased over Billy’s bobbing member. I laughed before allowing him to reach the back of my throat.

As soon as I did, I felt both of his hands come down heavily onto the back of my head and hold me there for more than was comfortable. I spurted a stifled cough and tapped his leg lightly as my eyes filled uncontrollably with tears. He let me up and I came off him with a light gasp for air, a trail of spittle following from my chin to his swollen manhood.  

Through teary eyes I looked past Seth and saw that all three of the others were also masturbating as they watched on. Smiling yet again, I giggled and sat back into a more relaxed position on the sofa and wiped my mouth slightly with the back of my wrist.

“Maybe I could sit on the table?” I said, standing up. I faced Seth who began to stroke himself and manoeuvred around him, perching my ass on the edge of the coffee table. I turned around and looked to Aiden and beckoned him with a tap on my thigh.

He stood up and approached me with his cock in his hand. It was very big and bore an angry looking vein on the topside of it. His head was swollen and large, bursting from his foreskin. He stood over me and watched as I sucked at his head, looking up in his eyes as I did. I ran my tongue along the underside of his shaft and placed as much of him into my mouth as I could.

Another presence loomed over me. I opened my eyes and saw Billy standing next to Aiden, waiting for a turn. I held onto him and slowly jerked him as I continued my job of managing Aiden.

Hands on me, I felt them begin to grab at my corset top until they finally pulled it down, revealing both breasts which were very quickly fondled and stroked, gripped and teased at. It must have been one of them coming at me from behind. I looked up again and saw Nyx standing next to Billy, waiting for a turn.

I took Aiden out of my mouth and slid Nyx straight down my throat as one of them pinched at my nipples.

“Do you reckon I can get you all to cum?” I asked with a giggle.

I continued to suck the three standing before me one after another, making sure to give them all enough attention when I felt a pair of hands forcing my legs to part. I turned my head and saw Adam leaning over me from behind as he reached down between my legs and up my inner thigh.

“You’re not wearing underwear?” he asked with a low murmur.

I shook my head and bit my lip.

“Holy shit,” Nyx said, “I knew it!”

A few of them laughed around me and I went back to sucking Billy, whom I could sense was getting closer so I started to focus on his needs. I let him deep throat me for a few seconds and then I started to really bob at a faster speed on his head. I looked up and kept eye contact with him and watched his face grimace as he reached the brink. He quickly grabbed hold of his cock and I made sure to rest my lower lip underneath as he began to spurt out over my tongue. I looked over and saw Aiden watch as Billy’s cum oozed into a pool in my mouth.

Billy pulled himself away and stood back slightly as I quickly swallowed and carried on stroking both Nyx and Aiden with each hand.

“My God, that’s fucking hot,” said Billy.

“Nothing sexier than runny mascara.” Aiden said, making Billy laugh as the two of them high fived each other.

It became a blur of cock after cock soon after. Billy left the room and Adam replaced the chair at the door before coming back to me and sitting next to me as I placed them one after the other down my throat. He ran his hand over my thigh and up towards my pussy and felt at the wetness with his fingers.

Seth stepped forward quickly, budging Reece out of the way as his seed started to spill from the end of his cock. A spurt shot out and stroked over my cheek and then another landed on my forehead before he managed to drain the rest into my mouth.

Aiden manoeuvred me onto all fours on the coffee table and Nyx lifted my skirt up. Reece put himself once again into my mouth and Nyx entered me from behind, and with only a few rapid pumps, he muttered under his breath before I felt him trickling inside me.

Reece came down my throat with such force that it was difficult to catch my breath for a moment. I swallowed as much as I could but couldn’t help that a few wads slid over my lower lips and dripped down onto the floor.

Adam was caressing my ass and feeling at my slit. I turned around and noticed that apart from Reece who was sat on the sofa pulling his trousers back up, Adam, Aiden and I were the only ones left in the room. Without any further words Reece stood up and left, leaving the door wide open.

Then Aiden lifted me up by the arm off the table and pushed me down to my knees with a bit of welcomed force. Adam sat down, masturbating as he watched Aiden grip me by the hair and force my mouth around his throbbing cock. I brought my hands up to fondle at his balls, but he grabbed both my wrists in one hand and gripped them together, pulling my arms up over my head as he carried on gripping hard onto the back of my hair with his other hand. I whimpered in delight and felt myself starting to cum for the hundredth time. Aiden started to groan. He let go of his grip on my hair, pulled himself out of my mouth and grabbed hold of his cock as he started to splurge across my face. I felt him glaze my skin as he moaned and released his grip on me.

Opening my eyes, I looked over to Adam who had managed to make himself cum where he still sat. I scooted over to him on my knees and dabbed his head with my middle finger and brought the taste of him to my tongue.

I sat back on my haunches and swabbed a few streaks off my face. I started laughing and looked to both of them who were sat on opposite sofas, absolutely spent. In a state of disbelief.

My throat and pussy were sore.

What an end to the night it was.