[FM] The Stranger at the Party

This was a few months ago. I’m a 20-year-old student, but I was 19 at the time. He was a senior, so probably a couple of years older than me.

It was a Friday night, but I had to work early the next morning so I stayed in by myself while my apartment mate went out. I was just going to watch a movie or whatever and go to bed early.

But I was pretty bored and I could hear a party in my building, somewhere upstairs. So what the fuck, I decided to go exploring. I put on a tight dress and did my makeup real quick.

I followed the music upstairs and found them a couple of floors up. The door was part way open so I stuck my head inside. There were five guys and three girls. I wanted to be anonymous so I told them I was just leaving a shitty date and on my way home when I heard them. It sounded like they were having more fun that I had, etc. They obviously invited me in.

One of the guys who lived there turned out to be pretty damn hot. Tall, nice hair — which is a major weakness for me — looked to be in good shape. So we were all drinking and smoking for a while, I was being flirty with him and he was being flirty back. I walked by where he was sitting and did a really quick, fake stripper dance in front of him, pretending like I was just going for a laugh. Everyone laughed and he obviously liked it, so I did a little more.

Pretty soon I was in his lap grinding on him. Everyone was still laughing and thinking I was joking around, but I could feel a really nice bulge and it felt so fucking good rubbing on it.

Suddenly for the two of us it was full on foreplay in front of everyone even though they didn’t know it. I was so turned on that I could have made myself cum just grinding on him like that. And I wanted to so bad. But I wanted to see his dick too. So I whispered in his ear, “which bedroom is yours?” He pointed down a hall with his eyes. I stood up, took his hand and pulled him that way. Everyone else seemed confused about what was going on so I said, “I need to fuck your friend. We’ll be back.”

We got in his bedroom and I pushed down his shorts and pushed him into a chair. He was rock hard and a nice size. Not huge but definitely bigger than average. And he was leaking precum like crazy.

I pulled my dress up a little, reached under and pushed my panties to the side and climbed into his lap. I went back to dancing, but now I was rubbing my pussy up and down his shaft, getting us both nice and wet, and making out with him. All that precum and my wetness had us so slippery.

Then I lifted myself a little, tilted my hips, felt his head at my opening and pushed down. We both moaned as every inch slid effortlessly inside me.

I rode him for a while in the chair, but it wasn’t a great position and we both knew it. He read my mind and stood up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. He had one arm under my ass and pulled my dress up with the other. He managed to unhook my bra with one hand, which honestly impressed me. I let go of his neck long enough to pull my dress over my head, drop my bra and pull his shirt over his head. And I saw that I was right, he was in good shape. He definitely spent some time in the gym.

He used his free hand to grab one of my breasts, so I held his shoulders and leaned back to give him better access. He licked and sucked one nipple, then the other, and I started working my hips again. I had my legs wrapped around him in a death grip, but I swear he was so hard that it felt like his cock could have held me up by itself.

He walked us over to the bed, sat my ass on the edge and pushed me back so I was laying down and he was standing on the floor between my legs. It’s funny the details that stick out, but I remember being really happy that his bed was the right height because I love that position.

He grabbed my ankles, spread my legs wide and pushed all the way in. He started pumping in and out with long, slow strokes and had me moaning for more. Then I suddenly remembered where I was. I was so lost in the moment that I forgot there was a roomful of strangers right outside the door. And a stranger inside me. That turned me on so damn much, and suddenly I wanted them to hear.

So I opened my eyes, made eye contact with him and said, “fuck me hard.”

He did. He started pounding me hard and deep. Long, full strokes with his hips slapping my ass. I’m usually pretty loud when it’s good, but I definitely put on a bit of an extra show. Not over the top and fake sounding, but I turned up the volume a notch or two.

He would fuck me part way across the bed then pull me back by my ankles so my ass was right on the edge again. I could have easily reached over my head and put my hand on the wall or leaned on some pillows to stop it, but I loved being pulled by the ankles like that.

It felt like a marathon, but I know it was actually pretty quick because we were both so turned on. He told me he was getting close, but I don’t think there was any doubt from either of us that he was going to cum in side me. It just had to end that way.

I reached down and started rubbing my clit with two fingers. We were so fucking wet and slippery, and it felt so, so good. I knew this was going to be one of those times when I came inside and outside (I hope y’all understand what I mean. That’s my term for it, but I don’t know if other people say it that way).

Then suddenly he groaned and pushed so, so deep and I could feel him exploding inside me. That drove me over the edge and I came so hard and loud.

When we both caught our breath, he started to slide out and asked if I wanted a towel. I didn’t really want to clean up there in his room and I liked the idea of going home full of a hot stranger’s cum. So I just asked him to give me my panties.

I got dressed but left my just-fucked hair and makeup exactly as they were. We walked out of the bedroom and his friends gave us a little cheer. I bowed and said it was time for me to go home. He asked for my number and I told him I know where he lives so I can find him.

I haven’t been back and haven’t seen him. I’ve thought about it, but I don’t know if I want to risk ruining such a hot memory.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/78ibci/fm_the_stranger_at_the_party