Fancy Dress - Sex Stories

Fancy Dress

... “Ohhh no, really?” “Yeah, I’ll try and snag a bed before anyone else gets in there! I’m not paying for a taxi now past midnight, they’ll be charging silly money!” “That’s fair enough” I said. “Yeah alright then, I’ll see you later” Tom shook Ricks hand and stepped aside as he made his way back through the kitchen and disappeared into the noise coming from within the house. For the next hour or so Tom paid more attention to me and I actually began to enjoy myself after having felt pissed off at him for leaving me. Inside we spoke for a while, albeit over loud music. Caleb wandered over looking a little worse for wear. “Have you seen Steph anywhere?” he asked us both. “No, sorry. I haven’t seen her since about forty-five minutes after we got here actually!” “Me neither!” said Tom. “Yeah, I last saw her… must have been about two hours ago now! We had a bit of a falling out.” “Oh dear.” We stood chatting with Caleb for a while. As him and Tom were chatting I felt a hand slide onto my ass cheek and gently squeeze, then the squeezing got harder and the hand moved downwards and curved around the inside of my thigh. I glanced at Tom who had his arm around me and was subtly groping at my body as he spoke with his friend. I was getting turned on, quickly. In part I think it was mainly down to the alcohol in my system and the fact that I had next to nothing on in a room of what were mostly strangers. As his hand began touching my bare skin I knew we had to fuck. I gasped slightly and ...

... breathed in heavily, my tummy regressing into my stomach as his hand got dangerously close to my lady part. It was then that I turned to Tom and stopped them mid conversation. “Can you come to the toilet with me hun?” I asked. Caleb pausing. Tom smirked wryly. “Yeah of course, I’ll see you in a bit mate!” And with that I led him towards the hallway where he stopped me before we got to the stairs. “We’re not actually going to the bathroom, are we?” he asked. I gave a wink and began laughing. I held his hand and led the way up the stairs. I had completely forgotten where I was going, the upstairs bedrooms were split across two floors, two on the second floor and three on the third. I bypassed the first two rooms and carried on up the next flight of stairs. The third floor had a small boxed corridor where either door was situated on either wall. One of the doors was left ajar, I stepped up to the door and gently pushed it forward, hoping the room would be vacant. It wasn’t. The room was in pitch black, but I could see through the light entering from the hallway that there were people in there, on the bed. I couldn’t make out any faces, but I could hear murmurs, murmurs which I quickly realized were moans of pleasure. They were having sex. Almost fully in the room, I jumped backwards, almost bumping Tom off his feet and closed the door briskly before giggling. I grabbed Tom’s hand, and we jolted into the nearest room. Tom and I stumbled into the bedroom. The door slammed against ...