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For a little backstory I’ve had this crush on my (sorry) best friends boyfriends friend. I see him occasionally at parties and have gotten to know him a little bit over the past couple months. We were just friends for a while, both doing our own things but one night it all changed.

It started out like any other night. I listened to music while doing my makeup and my roommates would occasionally come in for clothes to wear; like all the time. I have pretty bad social anxiety so once I had finished getting ready I decided to pack a bowl and smoke. It was a little cold outside and my skimpy outfit was doing nothing to help the situation. I was wearing what can only be described as a scarf carefully wrapped around by neck and just barely covering my perky tits. On the bottom I decided to spice it up with see though sparkle pants and my favorite black lace thong. When I was done smoking I went back inside to take a shot with my roommates while we waited for the ride.

When we got to the house it was early and not many people were at the party yet. Thankfully my best friends boyfriend, the one with the friend lives in the house and it’s really weird for us to show up early. We hang around for a little bit around the pong table and watch people play. At some point my friend decides it was our turn to join and she walked around to the end of the table closest to the door and instructed her boyfriend and his friend to go around to the other end. Me and my friend put up a good effort but unfortunately at the last two cups we lost and were thus punished with a shot. In all the fervor of the game I had stopped paying attention to the room and as I turned to go into the kitchen I bumped in to the guy I’ve had a crush on. For our purposes I’ll refer to him as A. I gasp a little bit, shocked when our bodies touch for a brief moment. He greets me. “Hey! how have you been? it’s been a while.” I stutter a bit “Um good… yeah good you know just the usual.” I’m interrupted by my best friend calling me into the kitchen to drink. “What’s that all about?” A says. I tell him about our unfortunate loss and the deal we made with a sigh. “Oh I’ve got to see this” he says. I don’t know what lead me to do this but I grabbed his hand and lead him into the kitchen. I turn back just for a moment to give him a look, a look that said you’re gonna regret doubting me. We walked into the kitchen together and immediately a shot glass was thrust into my hand. I gladly embraced it, ready to prove myself. Me and by best friend cheers’d and right before she gave me a look as if to say do it. With that we both graciously downed the most disgusting liquor known to man and I proudly turned to A and stuck my tongue out at him to show I had indeed finished my shot. “Fine. That was acceptable.” I scoffed, “Really? all that for just acceptable.” I said. “My standards are pretty high.” At first I was a bit shocked but I quickly recovered, “Oh yeah? what do I have to do to live up to your standards?” I replied with a sultry tone. He looked at me with a fire in his eyes I hadn’t yet seen and it both excited and scared me. Also at this exact moment my friend and her boyfriend walked up to us and invited us back to the party.

At this point in the night the house was starting to fill up and people were everywhere. The four of us managed to discover a small spot on the couch for my friend and I to recover from the heinous liquid we had ingested. A and my friends boyfriend sat down while my friend sat in her boyfriends lap. I hesitated for a moment, trying to see wether or not i could squeeze in next to A. Before I could make a choice A extended his arm and pulled me on to his lap. I squealed a little as I fell into his lap. “What?” “Nothing” I giggled. “Really, nothing?” I shook my head no. “I don’t believe you” he said. “Well that’s too bad isn’t it” I looked up at him teasingly. His eyes sharpened and I could feel the heat of his stare on my face. “You’re not afraid you won’t meet my standards, are you?” I scoffed and confidently replied, “You clearly don’t know me.” He liked this. I felt his bulge grow under me and I wiggled around in his lap a little bit. He looked at me seriously, “I don’t think you know what you’re getting into.” “Maybe not, but I sure I can handle it.” His eyes widened and he looked at me with a lustful hunger. “Get up” He commanded. “Ooo bossy” I jokingly replied. This was when I knew he was serious. He grabbed my hand, tight, and pulled me off the couch. We waved goodbye to my friend and her boyfriend and I gave her a look as if to say I won’t be home tonight.

We snaked through the house hand in hand. He was clutching my hand so hard I wondered it might fall off. When we got outside he led me over to a tree and pulled out his phone to call a ride. While the phone rang he pushed me over to the other side of the tree, out of view of the party. Before I could catch myself he quickly thrust his knee in between my legs to hold me up. I sat there in shock, “what..” I said and he put his hand over my mouth and brought the phone to my face to remind me he was still waiting for the call. The person on the other line picked up and A calmly told him that he needed a ride home from the party. The voice on the other line replied that he would be there in 3 minutes to drop some other people off and he could take us home. A hung up the phone and finally took his hand off my mouth. “Are you still so sure about all of this?“ he asked mockingly. I was feeling defiant and wanted to see what he would do so I said “If this is all you can do then, no, i’m still not too worried.” This made him mad. He thrust his knee up into my pussy and I let out a loud moan. This didn’t help either. He grabbed onto my throat, harder than he grabbed my hand, which I didn’t think was efficient. He squeezed my neck and brought his face close to my ear. “Are you going to be a good girl?” he whispered and then nibbled on my ear. I meekly replied, “Yes” “Yes what?” “Yes sir” I said, defeated, and hoped he would release me. “Good” he said in a deep voice and he loosened his vice grip as I gasped for air. He looked at my lustfully and brought his hand from my neck to my face and caressed my lips with his thumb. “I’ve been thinking about this for a long time.” he growled and kissed me passionately. His lips felt so warm compared to the cold air outside and I rubbed against his leg that was still in between my thighs. He pulled back. “Oh no, not yet.” He stepped back from the tree and checked his phone. Our ride was here and he grabbed my hand and led me to the car. He opened the door and I slid over to the side while thanking the driver. A got into the car and sat in the middle seat so he could talk to the driver.

NSFW: yes

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