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It was a night out, or a night in, depending on how you looked at it. Me and my boyfriend, Tom were going to a fancy dress house party at one of his friend’s houses. He was dressed as your quintessential pirate, and I was going as a burlesque dancer. This essentially entailed me wearing next to nothing; simply some black high heels, stockings and suspenders with a corset and some halfway down the leg, frilly shorts style knickers. I was running late upstairs and was putting the finished touches to my hair, curling away with the straighteners when I heard Tom shouting. “They’re here now!” “Coming!” I shouted. Tom’s friend Caleb and his girlfriend Steph had ordered a taxi and had agreed to pick us up on the way, splitting the fare between the four of us. I hurried downstairs, out of the door and into the back of the six seater. “Hey, good looking!” said Steph. “Wow, are you not feeling exposed?” she asked earnestly as the car pulled away. “No!” I laughed, pretending to cover up my chest with both hands. “I do a bit! But there’d be no point if it wasn’t authentic would there, wonder woman?” I said joking with her as she laughed with me; she was dressed as wonder woman. “Who’s going tonight?” Caleb asked Tom and they began engaging a conversation together. “Err, loads of people. It’s a good job Callum’s house is as big as it is! I think his girlfriend will be there, well; I say girlfriend, I mean who ever he’s seeing this week!” They laughed. “Colin, Jack, Gemma, err… oh Rick is coming after he finishes work so I doubt that he’ll be dressing up to be honest” “Why come if you’re not dressing up?!” Steph spouted. “I agree Steph” I said nudging her arm and winking. “By the way what have you come as, Caleb? You look like you’ve just finished at the gym!” “That’s kind of the point Aims! I’m Usain Bolt!” “It’s a good job you’re black isn’t it Caleb, otherwise that would make no sense whatsoever!” Chuckled Tom, Caleb laughed and we turned a heavy corner, swinging Steph into me. We pulled up to the house and could hear low thudding bass as soon as we stepped out of the car. Tom knocked and the grim reaper answered, or Callum as his friends knew him. He invited us in and it was already apparent that he was half cut. There must have been about twenty people already in the house, drinking. Callum gave me, Steph and Caleb a tour of the massive house as Tom went to get some drinks from the kitchen. This place had five bedrooms, four toilets and the biggest living/dining room area I’ve ever been in; and the kitchen was the same size as my houses entire ground floor. After I was acquainted with the place, I returned to Tom who handed me a double vodka and coke. “It’s fucking enormous!” I shouted to him over the music. He bobbed his head to the music, in agreement with me before wandering off out the back of the kitchen for a cigarette. I spent the next half an hour to forty-five minutes chatting to various people, some of whom I knew, some I didn’t. Some who were friendly and some who were clearly eyeing me up. At this point it was getting even more busy with all sorts of people turning up; by about half past eleven there Pendik Escort must have been about forty-five people in the house, at one point I looked over and saw Callum being helped along in his quest for drunkenness by Caleb, who was holding a beer bong for him whilst Captain America and Beetlejuice poured two cans down the funnel. By this point I had lost Steph and had no idea where she was, I was stood drinking on my own. There was a tap on my shoulder and I turned around. “Hi Rick!” I shouted, he looked quite stressed and then I remembered that he must have just finished work. “Hi Amy, have you seen Tom?” “Your guess is as good as mine!” I sighed. Just then, Tom came out of a crowd of people through the threshold of the living room and waved at Rick. “Alright mate?” Tom shouted, he sounded like he was getting pretty drunk; luckily I was on my way too. “Yeah, not bad! Can we go outside? I can’t hear fuck all in here!” “Yeah course, this way!” “Can I come?” I asked. “Course babes!” Tom shouted as he led us outside in the back garden. Tom lit up another cigarette and offered one to Rick, who accepted. Even though I was cold and didn’t smoke, I didn’t want to be stood on my own for much longer with no one to talk to. “Fuck me! Work was fucking shit!” Rick began to unload on Tom about his hard day at work. There were some other people in the garden who I spoke to, briefly having little conversations with the people who were only outside for a few minutes to smoke. I turned around and watched Tom walk back into the house, Rick was still smoking what must have been his third cigarette. I stepped over and joined him. “Alright?” he asked and nodded his head. “Yeah I’m okay thanks, just cold!” “I’m not surprised with what you’re wearing! Or, actually I mean, what you aren’t wearing!” he laughed. “I know! What was I thinking?!” “…Dancer?” he asked. “You guessed it! Well, actually I’m supposed to be a burlesque dancer so y’know… get it right! Jeez!” he laughed. “Sorry! Either way… good job!” Rick stuck his thumb up and smirked. He was nearly finished with smoking. “So what was the problem with work then?” I asked. “Ahh, I can’t even be bothered thinking about it now to be honest! It was just, just a pain in the balls!” “Ouch!” “Yeah, Not to be rude or anything but I’d rather forget about it. I’m pretty tired!” He said almost yawning. “Let’s just say, I wish a certain someone I work with is fired by Monday morning!” “Wow! That bad?” “Yeah… completely useless. Meant I had to stay an extra two hours and sort out there mess, hence why I’m here so late!” “Ahh right! That sounds like a ball ache.” I was sympathetic towards Rick, he was a nice guy; even if I didn’t know him too well. Tom steeped outside again, somehow drunker. “Alright mate?” Asked Rick. “Yeah man! Why don’t you get a drink?” “Actually I think I’m going to go and find a room a sleep in it, I’m knackered.” “Ohhh no, really?” “Yeah, I’ll try and snag a bed before anyone else gets in there! I’m not paying for a taxi now past midnight, they’ll be charging silly money!” “That’s fair enough” I said. “Yeah alright then, I’ll Pendik Escort Bayan see you later” Tom shook Ricks hand and stepped aside as he made his way back through the kitchen and disappeared into the noise coming from within the house. For the next hour or so Tom paid more attention to me and I actually began to enjoy myself after having felt pissed off at him for leaving me. Inside we spoke for a while, albeit over loud music. Caleb wandered over looking a little worse for wear. “Have you seen Steph anywhere?” he asked us both. “No, sorry. I haven’t seen her since about forty-five minutes after we got here actually!” “Me neither!” said Tom. “Yeah, I last saw her… must have been about two hours ago now! We had a bit of a falling out.” “Oh dear.” We stood chatting with Caleb for a while. As him and Tom were chatting I felt a hand slide onto my ass cheek and gently squeeze, then the squeezing got harder and the hand moved downwards and curved around the inside of my thigh. I glanced at Tom who had his arm around me and was subtly groping at my body as he spoke with his friend. I was getting turned on, quickly. In part I think it was mainly down to the alcohol in my system and the fact that I had next to nothing on in a room of what were mostly strangers. As his hand began touching my bare skin I knew we had to fuck. I gasped slightly and breathed in heavily, my tummy regressing into my stomach as his hand got dangerously close to my lady part. It was then that I turned to Tom and stopped them mid conversation. “Can you come to the toilet with me hun?” I asked. Caleb pausing. Tom smirked wryly. “Yeah of course, I’ll see you in a bit mate!” And with that I led him towards the hallway where he stopped me before we got to the stairs. “We’re not actually going to the bathroom, are we?” he asked. I gave a wink and began laughing. I held his hand and led the way up the stairs. I had completely forgotten where I was going, the upstairs bedrooms were split across two floors, two on the second floor and three on the third. I bypassed the first two rooms and carried on up the next flight of stairs. The third floor had a small boxed corridor where either door was situated on either wall. One of the doors was left ajar, I stepped up to the door and gently pushed it forward, hoping the room would be vacant. It wasn’t. The room was in pitch black, but I could see through the light entering from the hallway that there were people in there, on the bed. I couldn’t make out any faces, but I could hear murmurs, murmurs which I quickly realized were moans of pleasure. They were having sex. Almost fully in the room, I jumped backwards, almost bumping Tom off his feet and closed the door briskly before giggling. I grabbed Tom’s hand, and we jolted into the nearest room. Tom and I stumbled into the bedroom. The door slammed against the wall and flew back towards us, hitting me in the arm on the way in, I let out a slight moan; the pain quickly subsided and I realized that Rick was asleep in the same bed we were about to get in to. I stopped and turned around to face Tom. “Rick’s in here!” Escort Pendik I said in a raised whisper, being drunk I couldn’t tell if I were being quiet or not. “Ahh…” Tom stood puzzled and bemused for a second. “I’ll get in first then and I’ll separate you from him?” he said. Without really thinking I went along with it and stood to one side as Tom took his shoes and pants off, his terrible pirate outfit was quickly strewn across the floor by the bed. I slid my heels off as he crept in and followed him. Luckily this bed was a king size and managed to comfortably hold all three of us without there being a problem. I was still fully clothed, or as fully clothed as you can get when you’re dressed as a ‘burlesque dancer.’ I lay on my back; we both knew what was coming. This was the reason we had come upstairs in the first place. Tom’s hand slipped down underneath the covers and caressed my legs, covered by the stockings I still had on. I was wet. My breathing deepened and he smacked his lips onto mine, we kissed for a long time, slipping in our tongues and making our mouths moist and wet. His hand fumbled below and I felt his penis nudge against my bare waist, his pre-cum gelled and slipped on my skin. I really wanted it. He felt my pussy, my lips were pouting against the fabric of my frilly knickers, and my wetness had seeped through. His hand swiftly delved underneath the underwear and he was soon two fingers deep inside my slit. I let out a silent groan and dug the back of my head into the pillows as his thumb worked circles around my sopping clit. I looked over Tom’s head to check on Rick, who was still asleep. “Fuck!” I whispered. I widened my legs apart to let him play around to his heart’s content. It wasn’t before long however that his cock began to jilt against my skin and he was ready for fucking. He mounted me and I realized that my knickers were still on, I would be unable to remove them without taking off my suspender straps. “Tom…” I was about to let him know, when he reached down at my crotch and ripped at the fabric, tearing it from the crotch to the seam. My underwear wasn’t fully torn apart at this point but was enough to show my vagina and puckered lips. Before I could say another word he had slid himself entirely inside me and thrust his member to the back of my cunt. I squealed and held on to his hips, looking down to see his cock slipping in and out of me; my lips hugging onto his shaft. I turned to look at Rick, who had moved over onto his back, he was still asleep; or so I initially thought. With another slight glance, I saw that he had one eye slightly open and was staring down towards where the action was, his eye darted upwards almost catching mine. I rapidly swiveled them back towards Tom’s thrusting cock, he didn’t see me looking; but I saw him. The bed rocked gently as we fucked. Tom would take out his cock and tease me with his head, nuzzling the pumping helmet down into my clit and then back into my hole before I had the chance to beg him for more. I was very close to cumming, but he was closer. He pinned my arms up over my head and moved himself closer to me as his thrusts became manic. His face lay buried in the pillows as I groaned lightly, not able to contain myself. The knowledge that Rick was lying there getting off on me have sex was overwhelmingly arousing. Tom grunted one final time as his penis rammed tightly into me, he released himself; filling me.

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