I was late to the party.
As I arrived to the house, people had already flitted off to the other closed areas of the house with their partners for the evening.
After perusing the leftovers, morosely, I headed outside into the back patio, eager to get away from the crusades of the wallflowers who viewed me as a last ray of hope.
I am not only attractive, but I am downright beautiful. Black hair, dark brown eyes and the creamiest skin possible. Asian.
I headed around the hedges, glad for the humidity that kept others inside on this evening.
I thought I heard footsteps, but I wasn't certain, and maybe, I hoped that I did.
I slowed my walk, my blood heating up at the thought of someone following me.
I looked up the night sky, pretending to regard the canopy of stars rather than listening intently for any footfall.
But there wasn't any.
More than a little disappointed, I walked forward and was pushed hard against the stone wall surrounding the garden, my chest pushed up hard, my arm wrenched forcefully back.
I gasped and tensed my body, ready to push away from the wall and ready to fight.
My attacker, a man larger than myself had thrown his body against mine for leverage and now pinned me with his chest, one of his hands cradling my face from the wall, his other hand wrenching the buttons on my blouse, groping my breasts.
"Shh." he hissed into my ear.
I froze, the sensations overwhelming me; his fingers groping and pulling on my nipples, his hot mouth licking my ear, devouring my neck, his other hand holding my head in place.
He pushed his pelvis hard against me and I found my self grinding back just as hard while a moan involuntarily escaped my mouth.
"Good little girl." he whispered, his hand moving from my breasts down my stomach, reaching under the skirt and lifting the flimsy sleeve over my hips exposing my white panties.
He pushed his face into my hair, inhaling deeply.
A harsh sigh moved in his throat as his fingers felt my wetness of my slit through the cotton.
And I was wet. And wildly aroused beyond anything I had ever felt before by any man or toy.
He petted me almost gently, savoring the feeling of my heat. He moved his hand away from my face and undid his pants, letting his hard on push on my lower back.
I dropped my head back allowing his mouth easier access to my neck, my hand on my own breasts, the other in his thick hair, giving him all the encouragement he needed.
His fingers found their way into my panties, moving slowly over my clit to my cunt lips, pushing in, making me arch my back strongly against him, moaning and twisting.
I could the sounds of him fingering me, the wet sound that made him chuckle low in throat, that urged him to put his cock in me.
But he took his time, working me into a frenzy. He fingered my slit, alternating my pussy and my clit while he slowly dry fucked me.
I was panting heavily, almost there.
