[FM] Fucked (21F) by a complete stranger at a party

Up to this day, I still have no idea who it was.

This was a party in my second year of college. You know how some parties go amazing and everything goes well? This wasn’t one of those parties.

I was about to learn that going from cocktails, to beer, to cocktails, to shooters, was a recipe for disaster. First of all, I was dead drunk. Second of all, I was sick as hell.

There were a lot of people. I found a couch somewhere and crashed on it immediately.

I had gone to that party hoping to meet new people, certainly get laid, and how the only thing I could think of was my rumbling stomach.

I don’t even know at what time I woke up. It was probably super late in the night (4AM?) because there wasn’t a single noise in the house. There were two hands, however, going all over my body.

The couch wasn’t particularly large, but someone had managed to sneak being me on it. Quick note: on the bottom part, I was only wearing a mini-dress with a cute lacy string. So I was easily accessible. This is usually my plan during parties. Seduce, you know? Just… feel attracted and wanted and all.

Well, this man definitely was attracted to me. It was a guy for sure and all I could feel of him were his tough pecs and of course his strong hands going over my body. My bottom was quite exposed, but my top wasn’t much more covered neither: I had a low-cut shirt and some loose black bras I really loved. Silky.

His hands moved on my breasts, playing with my nipples. I just closed my hands to enjoy it. A perfect stranger was playing with my body, thinking I was asleep or passed out.

It was dark as hell. I was in a close room, probably one of the house’s living room. I couldn’t help but moan in pleasure. He, on the other hand, remained perfectly silent.

To be fair, I think he would have stopped here if I had not… encouraged him a bit. He seemed to fumble, slow down, and try to move away or something. Maybe he was hesitant.

“Stick a finger in me,” I whispered.

I didn’t have to ask twice. His finger found my clit and soon I was soaked wet. He inserted a finger in me, briskly, and I quivered. I tried to put my hand behind me (I had my back turned to him, and he was facing me) to find his dick; I heard a zip come down and he guided my hand to it. I started rubbing him in return; he kissed my neck.

Once he was fully hard, I whispered to him “Stick it in me. From behind.”

He gently lifted my left leg, exposing my pussy, barely protected by a thin thread of my string. Without any effort, he guided his dick in me using his hand, then pushed as far in as he could. I trembled again.

He started moving back and forth in me; I was sick, although less sick than earlier, but the pleasure far outweighed the remnants of nausea I had. I felt his dick move quickly and cleanly, silently, in and out of my pussy.

When I moaned a bit louder, not quite loud but like in a normal conversation, he put his hand over my mouth. Only then did I realized there were perhaps other people in the room. But it didn’t stop me, and it didn’t stop him.

His dick moving in me while he held my breasts proved to be too much and I felt a powerful orgasm go all through my body. I grabbed a cushion to muffle my moans; looks like I had managed to get laid after all! Even cheap alcohol – and too much of it – couldn’t stop me.

My body was shaking, my pussy was throbbing on his cock and he started to slow down – I knew he was close.

“Finish in me. Leave me filled with your cum like the dirty couch whore I am.”

As soon as I finished my sentence, I felt him pushing all the way in and he stopped moving. I knew he was coming. I smiled widely.

Exhausted, I closed my eyes, the last traces of the orgasm slowly bringing me to sleep, and I don’t even remember falling asleep. When I woke up, I was alone on the couch and a quick touch to my pussy brought a huge smile to my face. He had taken what he wanted and left me filled with his cum. I had been used thoroughly and completely. He had been nice enough to cover me with a sheet and no one quite figured what had happened.

I went out to join a few people for breakfast. I don’t know if he was amongst the people left at the party, but if he was, he didn’t show a sign of it.

I never found out who it was.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/hmpz6q/fm_fucked_21f_by_a_complete_stranger_at_a_party