Fifty Shades Of Filthy Desires

Avery

I'm going to regret this.

Or not.

"This is a very very bad idea, Kate."

Kate nudges my shoulder, shrugging as I turn away from the chaos to look at her.

"Relax, Avery. It's just a party," she says giggling, already half-drunk. I should have known she was drunk when I called her and her responses were slurred. My f*ck*ng boyfriend broke up with me tonight and Kate was the only one I could call. Her solution for getting over my ex was joining her at the college boobs and booze party.

"Just a party? There are f*ck*ng boobs everywhere.." an obviously drunk blondie with large boobs passes by, waving at me with a wink. "In my face!" I continue as I shoot daggers with my eyes at Kate.

"That was f*ck*ng hot," she laughs, taking one more shot down.

"Kate!"

"Where would you rather be, Avery? At home crying in your f*ck*ng bed? Or at this party kissing hot dudes and girls?"

I stay silent, knowing I do not want to do the former. Hell, I do not want to think of him ever again.

Kate leans in closer to me, her dark hard n*ppl*s grazing my bare arm. "You might even get f*ck*d with some good d*ck, not the tiny weenie Derek had you stuck with."

"Kate," I whisper-yell, hitting her playfully. She had seen my ex-boyfriend's d*ck when she mistakenly walked into my room while I was giving the jerk a blowjob.

"You know I'm only saying the truth girl," Kate says, raising her eyebrows.

"I'll stay," I whisper.

"Now you're talking b*tch." Kate hands me a cup of what I think should be alcohol but doesn't quite smell like it. I don't bother to ask as I hold my breath, downing the contents in a gulp. My throat burns almost immediately.

"Now, take off your top and show off those t*tt**s." I hesitate for a moment, thinking about how much of a bad idea this is. "It's a boobs and booze party for fucks sake, Avery," Kate adds, gesturing to her bare t*tt**s and alcohol on the table.

"Ladies…ladies," a dark-skinned dude with beautiful grey eyes walks up to us. He has his eyes fixed on my legs.

"Heavens, those are perfect legs." He licks his bottom lip and finally drags his eyes to mine. "I'll give anything to spread them and have you sit on my face," he adds.

"Avery, Ben. Ben, Avery," Kate says, doing the awkward introductory part.

"K, you never told me you had a very hot friend," Ben says. I become awkwardly shy.

"You never asked,' Kate replies.

A scream, overpowering the loud music steals our attention as we turn in the direction it came from. One of the cheerleading hotties is getting f*ck*d on a couch by Mason, the football captain. He is pounding into her from behind, her *ss cheeks jiggling with each thrust. I shut my eyes, looking away as fast as I can.

"How?" I ask, puzzled why I get to watch two adults f*ck themselves out in the open …" Why?"

"The party's just getting started," Ben laughs, turning back to look at me.

"Heads up, Ben, Avery's one of the good girls," Kate adds with a mocking tone.

"I'm not a good girl," I retort.

"Then prove it to me," Kate dares, her eyes growing darker with mischief.

"I will," I answer before thinking of how foolish this is going to turn out to be.

"Then take that d*mn top off," she dares. I f*ck*ng hate her but backing out will make Ben and everyone here think I'm a weak one. I stop myself just before I talk myself out of it.

"F*ck yes," I retort, pulling my pink crop top over my head, leaving just my black mini-skirt.

"Well fuckkkkk," Ben groans as his gaze moves to my boobs. Kate has a smug look on her face. "Much better. Now go f*ck!"

The blonde girl who had passed before walks to us this time and stops in front of Kate. She has nothing at this time.

"I'll catch up with you later, Avery," Kate says, her eyes glued to the blondie's heavy chest. "Or not." She spanks the blondie's *ss, pulling her away with her as they leave Ben and I on the spot.

"Let's go have some fun," he says, nodding his head towards the stairs. I follow behind him as he leads us through a crowd of high and drunk college kids till we get to an empty room upstairs. There's a bed with blue sheets half-laid.

"Ever had s*x before?" he asks as he begins to take off his pants. There's a huge bulge in his boxer already.

"Ye..yes," I stutter.

He closes the distance between us and grabs my right boob in his palm.

"Good, cause i'm going to f*ck your little c*nt till you beg me to stop." I clench my thighs to ease the ache building up down there.

"Bend over, princess."

F*ck Derek.

Avery

"You're dripping princess," Ben says, his fingers in my panties from behind. My mini-skirt and thong is somewhere on the floor already.

"It's all you," I whisper, replaying the sight of his d*ck in his boxers in my head.

He shoves two fingers into my wet p*ssy and I cry out. He isn't gentle at all, thrusting in and out of me.

"So wet and ready for this d*ck." Ben pumps harder, and curls his finger to hit my sweet spot.

"F*ck yes."

He snakes his fingers round my neck, choking me as he pushes into me even harder.

"How bad do you want this d*ck inside you," he grunts into my ears. He adds a third finger, stretching the walls of my p*ssy. Derek was always gentle while f*ck*ng me, i've never experienced this before. And I want to be ruined tonight. Ruined by this hot stranger.

"So….so bad," I whimper. I claw my fingernails into the sheets, a tear rolling down my cheek.

"How bad, sl*t?"

His grip on my neck tightens.

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