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Lewd.Katie44
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- Jan 21, 2024
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In the soft glow of her bedroom, Lily, a petite blonde with porcelain skin and delicate features, stood before her mirror, contemplating her outfit for the night. The party was at the house of a friend she barely knew, and rumors swirled about its wild reputation. Her heart raced as she held up a lacy black thong, debating whether to wear it or not. The thought of going commando sent a thrill through her, a mix of excitement and apprehension. She decided to leave it off, feeling a rush of daring and vulnerability.
She slipped into a tight, shimmering gold dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her slender frame. The dress was backless, dipping low to reveal the small of her back, and the hem rode dangerously high on her thighs. She paired it with strappy black heels that made her legs look endless. Her makeup was smoky and dramatic, and she teased her hair into loose, tousled waves. As she surveyed herself in the mirror, she felt both powerful and exposed, ready for whatever the night might bring.
Her ride arrived, a sleek black car with tinted windows. As she slid into the backseat, she was greeted by a group of rowdy guys, their eyes already roving over her body. The car filled with laughter and the thumping bass of music, and Lily felt a flutter of nervousness in her stomach. She sipped from a bottle of vodka that was passed around, trying to loosen up.
When they arrived at the party, the house was already buzzing with energy. People danced, laughed, and drank freely. Lily found herself in the kitchen, chatting with a group of girls she vaguely recognized. Someone offered her a bright blue drink, and she accepted, feeling the need to fit in. The drink was sweet and strong, and she downed it quickly, already feeling the effects of the alcohol.
As the night wore on, Lily's vision began to blur, and her steps felt unsteady. She found herself in the backyard, surrounded by the dim glow of string lights and the distant sound of music. She leaned against a tree, her head spinning, when a strong hand gripped her arm. She turned to see a tall, muscular guy with a wicked grin. "Come with me," he growled, pulling her deeper into the shadows.
Before she could protest, another guy appeared, and together, they led her to a secluded corner of the yard, hidden from prying eyes. Lily's heart raced as they began to undress her, their hands rough and demanding. Her dress was pulled over her head, leaving her in just her heels. The cool night air kissed her bare skin, and she shivered, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins.
The guys took turns, their bodies pressing against hers, their breaths hot on her skin. Lily was pinned against the rough bark of a tree, her arms held above her head as one of them thrust into her, his hips moving with a brutal rhythm. She cried out, a sound of pain and pleasure, as he filled her completely. Another guy stood nearby, his cock hard and ready, waiting for his turn.
They passed her between them, using her body for their pleasure, their grunts and groans filling the night air. Lily felt a strange detachment, her mind floating above her body as she endured the onslaught. When they finally finished, they left her there, crumpled on the ground, her body aching and bruised.
As she lay in the grass, the cool dew seeping into her skin, she felt the sticky warmth of their cum pooling beneath her. The smell of sex and sweat filled her nostrils, and she closed her eyes, trying to block out the reality of what had just happened. She was left there, in the backyard, a discarded plaything, as the party raged on around her.
She slipped into a tight, shimmering gold dress that hugged her curves, accentuating her slender frame. The dress was backless, dipping low to reveal the small of her back, and the hem rode dangerously high on her thighs. She paired it with strappy black heels that made her legs look endless. Her makeup was smoky and dramatic, and she teased her hair into loose, tousled waves. As she surveyed herself in the mirror, she felt both powerful and exposed, ready for whatever the night might bring.
Her ride arrived, a sleek black car with tinted windows. As she slid into the backseat, she was greeted by a group of rowdy guys, their eyes already roving over her body. The car filled with laughter and the thumping bass of music, and Lily felt a flutter of nervousness in her stomach. She sipped from a bottle of vodka that was passed around, trying to loosen up.
When they arrived at the party, the house was already buzzing with energy. People danced, laughed, and drank freely. Lily found herself in the kitchen, chatting with a group of girls she vaguely recognized. Someone offered her a bright blue drink, and she accepted, feeling the need to fit in. The drink was sweet and strong, and she downed it quickly, already feeling the effects of the alcohol.
As the night wore on, Lily's vision began to blur, and her steps felt unsteady. She found herself in the backyard, surrounded by the dim glow of string lights and the distant sound of music. She leaned against a tree, her head spinning, when a strong hand gripped her arm. She turned to see a tall, muscular guy with a wicked grin. "Come with me," he growled, pulling her deeper into the shadows.
Before she could protest, another guy appeared, and together, they led her to a secluded corner of the yard, hidden from prying eyes. Lily's heart raced as they began to undress her, their hands rough and demanding. Her dress was pulled over her head, leaving her in just her heels. The cool night air kissed her bare skin, and she shivered, a mix of fear and arousal coursing through her veins.
The guys took turns, their bodies pressing against hers, their breaths hot on her skin. Lily was pinned against the rough bark of a tree, her arms held above her head as one of them thrust into her, his hips moving with a brutal rhythm. She cried out, a sound of pain and pleasure, as he filled her completely. Another guy stood nearby, his cock hard and ready, waiting for his turn.
They passed her between them, using her body for their pleasure, their grunts and groans filling the night air. Lily felt a strange detachment, her mind floating above her body as she endured the onslaught. When they finally finished, they left her there, crumpled on the ground, her body aching and bruised.
As she lay in the grass, the cool dew seeping into her skin, she felt the sticky warmth of their cum pooling beneath her. The smell of sex and sweat filled her nostrils, and she closed her eyes, trying to block out the reality of what had just happened. She was left there, in the backyard, a discarded plaything, as the party raged on around her.