It was like she was glowing from the other end of the room. My eyes caught onto every curve of her salacious body. She was the most stunning woman I had ever seen, easy. And there she was, sitting alone on the couch at this house party that I didn't even intend to go to in the first place. I was drawn to her like a moth to a dangerous flame.
She sipped on her drink so easily and nonchalantly. Her blonde hair cascaded down like a golden waterfall over delicate shoulders. She was wearing a tight, knit red crop top and ripped black denim shorts with sexy fishnet stockings that drove my mildly-buzzed head wild. God, when was the last time I got laid?
Normally, I would pass up an angel like her. I was definitely out of her league, as some nobody comp sci major who's been single for a good few years now. But I had to admit, the shots I had taken earlier were starting to get to me. Suddenly, nothing mattered in the world except for her. The blaring noise and the rumble of the bass melted away into the background as I slid onto the couch next to her.
"Hey. Haven't seen you around here before."
She giggled slyly. "I can say the same for you."
"Oh yeah, real funny," I said, slurring just a bit. "You're really hot, y'know that?"
"Ooh, forward. I like forward," she said. Her smokey gray eyes pierced into mine, sending me into an unbearable swirl of naughty thoughts.
The heat of the party was bearing down on me, making me sticky with sweat. There was hotness emanating from every corner of the packed room. "I've been here a few times. I know some nice, cool spots to get away from this heat."
"Hmm. I don't know, cutie." She took another sip of her drink, ruby red lips pursing over the cocktail straw. "I like it hot and steamy, personally. I don't even know you."
I raised an eyebrow. "But it'll be nice and quiet, and we can get to know each other a little better, if you're up for that." I wrap my arm around her shoulders in the hopes that maybe I've convinced her. It wasn't exactly my best performance tonight.
The mysterious girl giggled again, giving me a devilish grin. "I'm always up for a little fun, cutie. I'd love to get to know you somewhere private."
I smiled. "Follow me. There's this hallway that leads to some rooms."
We finish our drinks. She takes my hand as I lead her to a quiet, dark room. It was supposed to be an office, but the lacrosse guys who live here always store their extra equipment here. No one was gonna go looking for us here.
"I'll ask the first question. What's your name?" she asked.
"It's Callum. I'm a senior comp sci major." I shove aside some lacrosse sticks. "How about you?"
"Ava. Heard there was a party, so I dropped by." She stepped closer to me, hands gliding gracefully and slowly on my back. "I'm glad I came. I think a guy like you can help me out with my little, well, problem."
Her voice was sticky and sweet like molasses. My brain turned to melted mush. I was completely entranced by her, as if her presence made the rest of the world fade away into the edges of my vision. Suddenly there was only me and her, that sultry, fuckable seductress.
"I'm always fixing problems. I'm more than happy to help a girl out." My thoughts and words were heavy and thick now. I reached for her plump ass and kneaded it like elastic, bouncy dough. My dick was harder than it had ever been, painfully begging for release. I was convinced that I was in heaven.
She pulled in my head for a kiss, which I eagerly accepted. I felt her tongue slip into my mouth and meet with mine as she tugged playfully at the waistband of my shorts. I continued to work her ass with my left hand while my right shoved aside her lacy bra. Her tits were smooth and full in my hand, jiggling perfectly as she grinded against me. I tweaked her perky nipples, hard from arousal.