College Party Gone Right - Sex Stories

College Party Gone Right

... the guys throwing this party,” I said sweetly, trying hard not to turn into a hardcore bitch. “Nate, babes. What’s your name?” he asked cockily. “Please, stop calling me babes.” “I would but I don’t know your name. If you don’t want to tell me though, I understand. I’m really more interested in what you’re giving me for that drink.” He was looking at me like I was a piece of meat. God, really? Why was this guy bothering me? I knew I was going to regret asking this, but, “What exactly are we talking about here?” Maybe if I just gave him something he would leave me alone and I could have a good time. His eyes travelled down my body, making me feel like the short jean shorts, and loose lavender v-neck t-shirt that I was wearing weren’t adequate coverings. I have to admit that I hadn’t worn a bra in a weird moment of rebellion. As his eyes tracked back up my body, they halted momentarily on my breasts before locking with my gaze. “How bout a kiss, babes?” “Are you serious? Can’t I just give you guys five bucks and drink whatever I want? Isn’t that how these things normally work?” I asked incredulously. “Well normally, that would be the rule, but we just put a new rule in effect tonight. You drink our alcohol and we get a kiss. Since you drank my stuff specifically, you get to kiss me. Didn’t anyone tell you before you came in?” He was talking complete bullshit. I knew it was happening but I wasn’t sure how to handle this situation. “You have got to be kidding me,” I muttered ...

... to myself. Nate stopped a guy with short, quiffed hair and dark brown eyes as he walked by. “Hey Liam, tell this nice young lady about the new rule.” The guy looked at him a little confused and Nate said, “You know the one about girls drinking our alcohol and them having to pay for it in kisses.” “Ooooh,” Liam nodded, looking at me. “Yeah, new rule, just happened. Better pay up. You never know what could happen if you don’t.” He quickly walked away, leaving Nate, looking proudly at me, like he had accomplished something. “See? It’s a rule,” Nate said. I stared at him, not even sure what to say to that. “If you’re uncomfortable with it, I’m willing to accept a kiss on the cheek. Just don’t drink anymore of my stuff.” He leaned forward, whispering, “I might not be so nice next time.” When he had leaned forward to whisper, he had put his face very close to mine. I decided that I might as well get it out of the way. I went in for a quick peck on his cheek, but at the last second he turned his face, my lips landing on his. How did I not see that coming? He was very close to me, his body only a few inches away. I had only been at the party for like five minutes and I was already kissing someone. He pressed his lips a little more firmly to mine, sneaking his tongue out and licking my upper lip. He surprised me by pulling back afterward and smirking. “If I had known you wanted to actually kiss me, I wouldn’t have even suggested the cheek.” I let out the breath I had unknowingly been ...