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Fennec
Who are you when no one is watching?
- Joined
- Feb 5, 2015
The party was in full swing, loud and excited noises sounded through the house as bodies either moved to the beat of the music or stood idly. It was hot, but that was to be expected when you crammed so many bodies in space. It was at odd with the snowy silence outside and that was probably why so many people were here. It was the dead of winter and people were tired of the same old netflix and chill. They were young and anxious to move their bodies and gather energy from being together. That being said, Chloe didn’t know even a quarter of the people here. She and her brother had been invited by a friend and just wanted to get out of the house. Even her brother disappeared into the crowd when they first arrived.
It was clear she was milking the night for all it was worth. She was dressed is a grey ribbed chunky sweater dress, sheer tights and black thigh highs. She chose to forego a bra and her underwear was a simple black lace thong. Her hair was tousled from constantly running her fingers through it and but make-up held up pretty well which was a miracle with all the dancing and drinks consumed. She wasn’t addicted to alcohol, but it had been a few months since she’d been out to a party, the drinks were surprisingly good, and she loved to dance. That was why she currently had a red cup in her hand while moving her body in sync with the others around her.
It wasn’t long before Chloe felt someone press up against her back and she sighed as she tried to move forward. She was done grinding her ass against some guys cock for the night. None of the guys she saw there interested her and she didn’t want to deal with the awkward game of a one night stand. Was she horny? Sure, a good whiskey tended to do that and had she been feeling a little more adventurous, she wouldn't welcomed the advances. However, tnoight she just came to have fun, but the guy behind her had other ideas. She felt his hand snake around her waist and pull her back. She stumbled a bit, only managing not to fall since there was a body to lean against.
“Come on don’t be that way, just one dance.” She felt him grind against her ass and her eyes narrowed in annoyance. “I like the way you move.” Chloe tried to move forward again, her hands pulling at his arm. The floor was too dim and crowded for anyone to really notice what was going on unless they’d already been looking at the two. It was a scenario that Chloe actually enjoy, being a deviant in public, but not with him.
“I’m no interested, now lemme go.” She could hear the slight slur in her words which didn’t do much to help the situation. She pushed against his arm again and dropped her cup in the process, but he wouldn’t loosen up. In fact his, other hand looped around and moved lower, fingers teasing the hem of her dress.
“Stop it. What the fuck is wrong with you?” She elbowed him in the side just as she heard someone calling her name. She turned towards the voice and saw her friend, Ashley, moving through the crowd, a determined look on her petite face. She slid both arms between Chloe and the guy and pushed.
“Chloe you’ve had enough fun, it’s time for you to go. And you,” Ashley turned towards the man. “You need to sit your ass in a corner and learn how to listen. She said she didn’t want to dance with you.” The guy finally let go, apparently feeling she wasn’t worth the trouble and Ashley dragged her to the couch.
“I’m heading out, and you’re too drunk to function, so I’m going to go find your brother so he can take you home or make sure some asshole doesn’t take advantage while you sleep it off in one of the rooms upstairs. Just stay here.” Chloe had no problem staying put. Now that she was sitting, closing her eyes and trying her best to ignore all the noise sounded like the best idea in the world.
It was clear she was milking the night for all it was worth. She was dressed is a grey ribbed chunky sweater dress, sheer tights and black thigh highs. She chose to forego a bra and her underwear was a simple black lace thong. Her hair was tousled from constantly running her fingers through it and but make-up held up pretty well which was a miracle with all the dancing and drinks consumed. She wasn’t addicted to alcohol, but it had been a few months since she’d been out to a party, the drinks were surprisingly good, and she loved to dance. That was why she currently had a red cup in her hand while moving her body in sync with the others around her.
It wasn’t long before Chloe felt someone press up against her back and she sighed as she tried to move forward. She was done grinding her ass against some guys cock for the night. None of the guys she saw there interested her and she didn’t want to deal with the awkward game of a one night stand. Was she horny? Sure, a good whiskey tended to do that and had she been feeling a little more adventurous, she wouldn't welcomed the advances. However, tnoight she just came to have fun, but the guy behind her had other ideas. She felt his hand snake around her waist and pull her back. She stumbled a bit, only managing not to fall since there was a body to lean against.
“Come on don’t be that way, just one dance.” She felt him grind against her ass and her eyes narrowed in annoyance. “I like the way you move.” Chloe tried to move forward again, her hands pulling at his arm. The floor was too dim and crowded for anyone to really notice what was going on unless they’d already been looking at the two. It was a scenario that Chloe actually enjoy, being a deviant in public, but not with him.
“I’m no interested, now lemme go.” She could hear the slight slur in her words which didn’t do much to help the situation. She pushed against his arm again and dropped her cup in the process, but he wouldn’t loosen up. In fact his, other hand looped around and moved lower, fingers teasing the hem of her dress.
“Stop it. What the fuck is wrong with you?” She elbowed him in the side just as she heard someone calling her name. She turned towards the voice and saw her friend, Ashley, moving through the crowd, a determined look on her petite face. She slid both arms between Chloe and the guy and pushed.
“Chloe you’ve had enough fun, it’s time for you to go. And you,” Ashley turned towards the man. “You need to sit your ass in a corner and learn how to listen. She said she didn’t want to dance with you.” The guy finally let go, apparently feeling she wasn’t worth the trouble and Ashley dragged her to the couch.
“I’m heading out, and you’re too drunk to function, so I’m going to go find your brother so he can take you home or make sure some asshole doesn’t take advantage while you sleep it off in one of the rooms upstairs. Just stay here.” Chloe had no problem staying put. Now that she was sitting, closing her eyes and trying her best to ignore all the noise sounded like the best idea in the world.