This is one of the strangest – and sexiest things that ever happened to me. And to this day I don’t know who else was involved. I have asked all the people involved – not direct questions – obviously – because I don’t want to let everyone know what happened. But it was the hottest night of my life and it is killing me not knowing.
To start at the very beginning. … I was invited to a party by a co worker. He was medium height and just a little older than me – good looking and with a confidence that didn’t overflow into arrogance. If it had been him I would be very happy – but I have chatted to him loads since and I haven’t had a shred of evidence that it was him.
And when I say him – I don’t know that the other person was a man – they weren’t wearing aftershave or perfume and I couldn’t see anything… it could have been either and I am cool with that – I would just like to know who…
My co-worker picked me up and we drove in his car out to a big house in the countryside. It reminded me a bit of Rocky Horror as it was stormy and isolated. Thankfully it wasn’t Riffraff who answered the door and the host wasn’t wearing high heels (not that weekend anyway).
We had a drink and sat down round a big dining table for dinner. There were 13 other guests – mostly my age 7 men and 7 women including me – all seemed very normal people dressed smartly for a night out. We had a lovely meal and everyone seemed to get on really well and then someone suggested playing some party games. We played some charades and hide and seek. This was fun as it was a big old house with lots of rooms and hiding places – and we took our shoes off so no one could hear where we were running. The lights were also turned off so there were just a few wall lights left on in hallways.
Next someone, and I don’t know who, suggested sardines. Now for those who don’t know in sardines someone hides and then everyone else searches. As one person finds the hider they hide with them until there is only one person left searching.
The first game was fun but I was last person to find the hiders so it was my turn to hide. In the previous game I had noticed a small room with a promising wardrobe at the end of the hall. I got in v quietly and stood behind some coats and waited. After a short while I heard the door open and someone come in. They wandered around and finally opened the wardrobe door. They stuck their hand in and felt around touching me lightly – brushing my skin through the coats. But they closed the door again and left the room. Maybe they thought they hadn’t touched a person? As they left the room I heard someone say – no there isn’t anyone in there – and the footsteps moved away.
A couple of minutes later someone came in and checked around the room before opening the wardrobe and feeling inside. They brushed their hand over my breasts, stopped and then brushed past again. They stepped inside and shut the door quietly. I whispered a hello but they didn’t reply but just stood behind me. They seemed a bit taller than me but I had no other clues to their identity.
I could feel their breath on my ear – they were breathing softly and then I felt a hand brush my hip – just a brief touch – and because I was just a little turned on by the situation I just moved back closer to them a little bit but I didnt turn around. Hands landed on my hips and stroked softly upwards – over my silky blouse and settled back to my waist. Fingers slid under my blouse and I gasped and froze and at that second the door opened again and two people tumbled inside. There was some giggling and kissing. The hands inside my blouse had stilled but as the kissing noises continued the hands started to move again rising up to my bra and stroking my nipples through the fabric. I was getting really turned on and I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second. I had no idea who was with me, touching me, caressing me. I pressed my butt back and shuffled my feet a little to get more comfortable.
Again I heard the door open and the kissing couple moved suddenly. I heard a girl saying that they had just checked the room and it was empty and then footsteps moving away again.
The person behind me started to very lightly kiss my neck travelling from one ear to the other moving over the back of my neck. I could feel myself getting goosebumps and the hands travelled down this time to the hem of my mini skirt and it was lifted to my waist and then the hands travelled over my knickers and suspenders feeling the top of my stocking and then the fingers of one hand worked their way into my panties and into my pussy – I was so wet by then, so turned on that, in seconds I could feel an orgasm building. The person behind me had one hand on my belly holding me tight and the other handing rubbing my clitoris until suddenly I came gasping and grabbing the hand inside my pants to stop the movements over my sensitive clitoris.
At that point the door opened again and I could hear someone moving around the room and moving towards the wardrobe. The hands moved out of my clothes, pulling down my skirt and moving back to the other side of the wardrobe. The door opened and a voice whispered “Hi Sardine” as they climbed in and stood between us. More people joined us over the next few minutes and then the last person found us. But when I got out of the wardrobe I looked around and tried to see who had been behind me and I couldn’t… no one watching me… no one looking guilty…. Who the hell was it??
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c3qeg6/a_dark_encounter_f
Loved that story! Very hot.
Better not to know. Just imagine it was whoever you found most attractive ;) thanks for the read, that was great.