Party Favor

I was really groggy waking up. Still fuzzy headed. The room was still spinning, and the thump of the party music was still loud, but muffled through the walls and floor. I tried to roll over and get up – but couldn’t. I discovered that I couldn’t move at all – that I was somehow stuck face down and spread-eagle to a bed. It was more confusing than scary at first, until I saw the cuffs on my wrists – and felt the soft hand caressing up across my leg. I realized that I wasn’t alone, and I was bound in this strange, vulnerable position, and that not only was my dress hiked up over my ass, but my panties were completely gone!

“I think you’ve had a little too much to drink, haven’t you Rina?” Her voice was very sweet, gentle like the hand now rubbing my ass. I turned my head to see her, slowly, to keep from getting too dizzy. It was the hostess of the party… Abigail? Something.

“It’s a good thing we have some space where you can sleep it off in private. A place no one will bother you.”

“Wattryu..sssstoh-”. My voice was so slurred, I could barely understand myself. And what I was trying to say kind of just went away and turned into a gasp as her fingers slid down between my widely spread legs.

“I think we got you up here and safe just in time. Your cunt is so wet, any guy out there could probably have smelled you and grabbed you and took you before you even knew it. Maybe several guys.”

Her fingers slid up and down my vulva as she spoke, a finger slipping into me when she talked about someone finding and fucking me. A second finger joining it when she implied being gang-banged.

“Ssss- Nnnn-” I tried to say things, but words wouldn’t really come. And what she was doing felt good. Really good. 

“See? You can’t even say no right now. You’re just ripe for the taking by some complete stranger bent on taking advantage of a girl with more horniness than sense. Hell, you’d probably be grinding right back on him like you are on my fingers right now.”

I hadn’t known my hips were moving until she told me. And even knowing, I couldn’t get them to stop bucking slowly back and up – into her fingers as they slowly slid in and out of me.

“But you don’t have to worry about a thing, Rina. You’re safe here. All night.”

My hips rose again, by themselves, high as I could get them, when one of her fingers swirled around and over my clit.

“I promise you no random strangers are going get their cocks into you.”

The bed felt like it was moving – shifting under me as if it was accommodating more weight. Or maybe it was still the room spinning.

“We know each of them very well. Good people. Not a cruel soul among them.”


What she said made no sense – until two new hands settled on my upraised hips, and a fat cockhead replaced her fingers on my pussy. My confused question turned into an incoherent moan as a thick, hard cock pushed its way into me. My voice rose to a wail until I was out of air, and the cock was hilted in me. As I gasped for air, Abigail spoke again.

“There. All taken care of. We’ll have a trusted someone in here keeping you safe and watching out for strangers all night. You rest well, and we’ll get you home in the morning.”

Blurry, panting, I watched her get up from the bed and give me a sweet smile, and a wink aimed behind me. As she headed for the door, the cock, stretching me and stuffing me full, withdrew partway and then shoved back. She opened the door to the blare of music and another hard, deep thrust. By the time the door shut behind her the fucking was following the beat of the music, and I didn’t know if I was cumming or dreaming or both. 

Categories: Cassie Andra, Erotic Fiction, The Wrong AlphabetTags: , , ,

Cassie Andra

Old enough to know better and not care. Vanilla on the outside. Vanilla through and through, except for the mind. You don't want to go there, but I'll give you peeks. Be warned: erotica themes include standard fun, but also the taboo-est of the taboo. Coming of age, infidelity, family relations, dubious and non-consent. Every throbbing inch of it is, however, fantasy, and should be treated as such.

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