The second I stepped through the door, all noise seemed to slow down. Music was blasting from the speaker , someone was already screaming about losing beer pong, and the air reeked of weed, sweat, cologne, something fruity spilling over someone’s cup but when I showed up, everything seemed to shift, heads turned to my direction And that was exactly the reaction that i wanted.

Familiar faces were everywhere I mean, this was our final get-together before graduation. Jess and Alix were curled up on the couch, nothing could separate those two. Zay was near the speakers, screaming at the top of his voice. Mira was holding a bottle of Malibu and arguing with Lexi about something stupid.. Tina and Noah were deep into some fake couple argument, again. Gina waved at me like we were cool, we weren’t. She had tried exposing me once that I slept with lecturer’s for mark, I hated her for that.

“Holy shit” someone gasped

“Yo, look at that fuckin’ dress”

“She can sit on my face with that ass and I’d thank her.”

I just kept on walking, one step in front of the other, slit of the red dress swinging with every move, my thighs were out, Straps low, back completely out, hair in a claw, lip gloss thick as hell, like sticky-on-purpose. From the hallway, Chloe my best friend clocked me and immediately shoved a red cup into my hand like she’d been waiting for me all night.

“Bitch, You look hot ” she said, her voice halfway gone like she’d been screaming all night.

I took the drink “Thank you.”

She pulled me in for a hug, still laughing, a little drunk and totally glowing. Her makeup was a little smudged, one of her bra straps was twisted under her tank, but she really looked good

“I thought you weren’t coming,” she said

“Nah, i was just taking my time.” “Thank god, these guys are dead, like actually dry zero energy.”

We passed through the kitchen and it was yeah insane. Beer pong happening like it was the Olympics, Jay was in the kitchen throwing ping pong balls Leo yelling every time someone missed. A girl grinding on the fridge. Alyssa and Moni were doing shots off Sam’s stomach while his friends cheered like idiots..

Chloe looked at me again and just stared. “You’re literally illegal in that dress I feel like I should be covering someone’s eyes.” I took a sip from the cup. “Naah, you know it already that I’m a bad bitch, they can all stare if they want.” She laughed way too loud and pointed toward the hallway. “There’s like okay, three guys back there who were just talking about you when you walked in. One of them said you weren’t real. That you tit and ass are artifical.” I raised an eyebrow. “That’s flattering.”

“I said you were too good for them anyways and then they got more obsessed, so... you’re welcome.” I laughed, I didn’t know if it was the alchol or my brst friend that was talking right now.

She grabbed my hand before I could and pulled me toward the living room where a big-ass circle had already formed.

“No Guts!” someone shouted, waving a bottle around. “You playing or what?!”

“Oh my God, are we really doing this again?” I asked, already kind of groaning.

“You love this game, don’t even lie,” Chloe said, dropping to the floor like it was her place.

I kicked off my heels, dropped next to her, and crossed my legs in a way that was definitely intentional. My cup was next to me, hem was riding up, and I was already getting that kind of warm from the tequila where you know you’ll say yes to things you probably wouldn’t sober but also you don’t give a shit.

The bottle was spinning now; dares were flying. Kiss her neck, flash the room with your tits, lick salt off his stomach, the usual chaos. Somebody had just moaned their way through a shot and the crowd was losing it.

Chloe leaned into me again. “Tall guy with the black shirt.,tattoo on his hand keeps looking at you.”

I didn’t even ask where. “I know.”

She smacked my leg. “You bitch.”

She groaned. “You’re such a fucking menace.”

I smiled into my cup. “You love it.”

“I really do.”

I laughed, Just a little while sipping my drink

Then the bottle landed on me.

People screamed not like politely. Like they’d been waiting all night.

“YES!” someone shrieked. “Fucking finally.”“Relax,” I muttered, looking around like, really? “What. You all been waiting to get me naked?”

I turned to the host guy running the game, he had a buzzcut, his arms were huge in that way that says he doesn’t even do legs, and his shirt was already stained from something red.

“You ready?” he asked.

I shrugged. “Go.”

He grinned. Leaned in like it was a spell. “Let a stranger make you come with his mouth for ten minute.”

Everyone lost their minds, Chloe choked on her drink and muttered “Oh my god, that’s hot” under her breath and bit her straw.

Some guy whispered “I would pay for that shit.”

“No hands!” someone yelled from the back “Of course not, that would be boring” I said.

Then I stood, “Okay,” I said, brushing my hands down the front of my dress. “Let’s do it.”

“No way,” another guy said. “No fucking way.”

“You’re serious?” the host asked, blinking.

“Do I look like I’m joking?”

The circle erupted with clapping. “I’ve been waiting for this my whole life,” a guy across the rug said, hard already just thinking about it.

“Not you” I went ahead to look around the circle, scanned every face. Most of them were familia, not exciting at all.

Then I saw him the guy that had been staring at me

In the back, standing against the wall. He was wearing a black shirt, arms crossed, one ring on his hand. He was closely watching me while daring me to with his eyes.

I pointed. “You playing?”

He raised an eyebrow. “Depends.”

“You don’t know my name, right?”

“No.”

“Alright. That fine.”I stood.

I drank the last of my drink while trying not to even make a face at the burn.

Then I walked toward him, heels in one hand, dress and said, “There’s a room upstairs that has a mattress on the floor, we could make use of it” He smirked. I didn’t wait to see if he’d follow. After some seconds, I heard footstep following me.

“Let’s make this fast,” I said, sitting on the bed spreading my legs, letting him see exactly what the dare was for. “You’ve got ten minutes. Make me come or lose.”

He didn’t waste a second, he was already by my side. He dropped to his knees, shoved his hands under my thighs, and pulled me right to the edge of the bed. He opened my legs more wider, his mouth opened and he dove in like he was starved.

He started by licking up the full length of my pussy like he wanted to taste the sweat and the heat. He groaned into it like it turned him on just knowing how wet I already was, and that sound vibrated through every inch of me and made me clench.

“God, you’re soaked,” he murmured against me, tongue pressed flat to my slit.I looked down, grabbed his hair harder, shoved his face in deeper. “Then fuckin’ drink up”

He opened my legs wider, licked slower, wetter, dragging the flat of his tongue from bottom to top, pausing at my clit, circling it with the tip, slow little flicks that made me suck in a sharp breath and grind against his face because fuck, that felt good, too good, the kind of good that makes your legs tremble.

He sucked my clit into his mouth once and then Long. His tongue swirled around it while his lips sealed tight, pulling pressure right where I needed it, and I let my head fall back with a broken moan that echoed off the walls.

“Mmm,” he groaned again, pulling back just a little so he could talk, lips still slick with me. “You taste so fuckin’ sweet… like you’ve been aching for this since you walked in the party.”

“I have,” I breathed out, my voice all shaky and raw. “I wanted this, fuck iwanted it with someone’s buried between my thighs, just like that… don’t stop, go ahead”

He grinned into my cunt and shoved two fingers inside me without a warning. “Shit,yes, ” I gasped, my back arching hard as my pussy swallowed him in one slick push.

Then I caught my breath just long enough to smirk down at him.

“Mm. Breaking the rules already?” I said, voice low and dirty. “It was supposed to be just your mouth, remember?”

His fingers filled me so fucking perfectly thick, rough and callused from whatever the hell he did with his hands, and he didn’t go soft about it either. He pushed them deep, curled them up, and held there, pressed against that sweet spot like he knew exactly where it was and exactly what it’d do to me.

“Cheater,” I whispered, dragging my nails through his hair. “Good thing I like bad boys.”

His response was another deep groan into me, tongue flattening out, lips sealed tight around my clit while his fingers worked that sweet spot inside me with a rhythm that was unrelenting.

He pumped them slow at first In, out then deep again. He licked my clit while his fingers fucked me, and it was fucking heaven. His rhythm matched the pace of my hips without me even needing to tell him. My pussy clenched around his fingers so tight I could feel how soaked I was dripping down to his knuckles.

“Feel that?” he asked, lifting his mouth just enough to talk. “Hear how wet you are for me?”

He pulled his fingers out just far enough that I could hear the obscene, slippery sound of it, then shoved them back in again, faster this time, rougher.

“God, yes,” I moaned, breath coming fast, legs spread wider on instinct, “fuck me with your fingers harder don’t stop fuck me while you suck me.

He dropped his mouth back down on my clit and went fucking in — tongue flicking, lips sucking, fingers pounding me harder, faster, the angle just right, the pressure building so hot and heavy I could barely keep my eyes open.

He moaned again, louder, and the vibration went straight through my clit, down into my core, made my pussy flutter tight around his fingers as he crooked them deeper, fucked me with this messy rhythm that had my thighs werevclenching around his face like I needed to hold him there or I’d break apart.

“Say it,” he said against me, tongue not stopping.

“Tell me how good I make you feel.”

“You make me fucking drip,” I said, grinding down on his tongue. “You make my pussy twitch so hard it hurts i’m gonna come so hard for you, don’t you fuckin’ stop.”

He groaned again, deep and hungry, and started fucking his fingers harder. Fast thrusts that slammed right into that swollen, trembling spot inside me with every stroke. His mouth never left my clit. He sucked it like he wanted to pull it into his throat.

I came with a scream that cracked open something inside me.

Everything clenched. My stomach, my legs, my walls around his fingers, all of it locked down so hard I couldn’t breathe. I came all over his face and his hand and didn’t care what I sounded like.

“Fuuuuck right there, right fucking there—” I cried, grinding against his face, riding out the orgasm with messy little bucks of my hips while he kept going.

His fingers slowed, then curled harder, massaging that swollen spot inside while his tongue flattened out and licked long, slow strokes up my clit again and again until my legs wouldn’t stop shaking.

I whimpered.

And he looked up at me with his mouth still on my pussy, eyes all dark and proud and dripping.

“I could keep you like this all night,” he said. “Tied up to the bed, legs spread, just using my mouth till you can’t take it.” “Ten minutes are up,” I said, pulling my dress down slow. “Wipe your mouth.”He just grinned at me from the bed, lips shiny from my cum, fingers still glistening, and didn’t even pretend to be embarrassed.

I had a room full of people waiting to see if I’d actually done it.