Chloe and Eric (Closed for Twilight10)

[Sasha_Hardgrove]

Chloe was a senior in high school going to her first party. She wanted nothing more than to hang out with the popular crowd, and make a good impression. She and her best friend, Missy, were getting all dolled up and ready to go.

"Is this skirt too short, Melissa?" She asked her shorter, curvier, blond best friend. Melissa looked over the tight denim skirt Chloe selected.

"No, and remember, it's Missy now!" She responded. Chloe looked over her figure in the full length mirror, pulling her tight jeans down her lean, slender body, and slipping into the denim miniskirt.

"Sorry, Missy." Chloe pulled a tight green v-neck tank top over her black bra, and smoothed out her long chocolate brown hair. "This is going to be so awesome, I can't wait to drink and loosen up!" She told Melissa, who was wiggling a pair of black panties off, replacing them with a lacy white thong.

"Chloe, I hope you're wearing something sexy under that skirt of yours, you know, in case we decide to hook up. You don't want to scare a guy off. You want to be enticing." Chloe and Missy shared a smile as Chloe followed suit, wiggling off her white panties and pulling a sexy black thong on, featuring a little pink bow at the panty line.

Chloe and Missy finished off by putting their matching black necklaces on. They heard a car horn and knew their friends were here to pick them up. "Ready?" Missy asked Chloe. "Ready." She responded. Hand in hand, the girls walked out to the black SUV their girlfriends drove. They immediately rolled the windows down, blasted the music, and drove off to the party.

 

[Twilight10]

Eric Foster walked into the party with the eyes of a cat – focused, intense, and ready to attack. He was dressed in his usual preppy way, with perfectly cut, $200 jeans and a button down shirt. He had on his most expensive Abercrombie cologne (the small bottle cost almost as much as the jeans) and his blond hair was perfectly combed and filled with product. Eric was a young man used to getting everything he wanted. He came from a rich family and had a credit card before most people can tie their shoes. At 5’9”, 180 pounds of muscle, with deep blue eyes and chiseled features, he also could get any woman he wanted – and he wanted many. In his short college career he had slept with well over half the girls on campus, and because of his looks and money it never occurred to him that any girl might not be interested. That wasn’t how Eric Foster thought. No, Eric thought that the world should – and would – automatically give him anything he wanted.

His gaze roamed across the booming party, where people were drinking, mingling, dancing, in some cases even already making out. A few caught his eye, but they didn’t quite have the “it” he was looking for.

But then he saw her. A slender young girl, maybe 18 or 19, wearing a tight green v-neck top and a tight denim miniskirt that left little to the imagination. Long black hair, a slender, curvy body, pouty lips. Oh yes. This was the one.

Eric approached her with his best smile, the one that had literally charmed the pants over dozens if not hundreds of girls. “Hey there,” he said as casually as possible. “You look a little overwhelmed – is this your first frat party?” He held out his hand. “I’m Eric.”

 

[Sasha_Hardgrove]

Missy and Chloe walked in and were greeted by many well polished college guys handing off drinks like candy. They began the night by taking two preliminary shots before making it past the foyer. Chloe grabbed one of the famous red cups and began slurping down some random beverage which tasted nothing like she'd ever had before.

She eyed the room looking for hot guys to talk to. Binngooo. Two shorter well groomed frat boys began to flirt with Chloe and Missy, and before Missy knew it, she had one of them feeling her tits to make sure they were real. "No, I swear!" She whined, "They're mine! I'm barely 18, is a boob job even legal?" She argued. They laughed at her and kept drinking their beer.

Pshh, nobody would ever question my chest. Chloe thought. She took a big swig of her drink and decided she needed to meet someone hot, and fast. She wanted some attention. Of course her busty blond friend would get the guys first. She finished her drink and was offered another by a party host. That's when she saw him. The cutest guy at the party.

Her eyes widened as he approached. "Hey there, You look a little overwhelmed - is this your first frat party? I'm Eric." He said as he held his hand out. Chloe blinked a couple of times to regain her composure, her brain a little fuzzy.

"Missy...er...Chloe. I'm Chloe," She smiled, showing her dimples. She shook his hand and threw her highlighted hair over her left shoulder, exposing her neck and her barely-there cleavage. "Yes, this is my first party, like, ever. I'm a virgin! A party virgin, eh..." she spat nervously, divulging her secrets quicker than she felt like she was losing this guy's interest.

 

[Twilight10]

"Missy...er...Chloe. I'm Chloe. Yes, this is my first party, like, ever. I'm a virgin! A party virgin, eh..."

Eric smiled. This girl's clumsiness and awkwardness was making her endearing. Meanwhile, the other girl was getting groped in front of everyone. Damn, maybe he should have gone for her first. She would give up her pussy with no questions asked. This girl, on the other hand, might be a little trickier. Oh well, he was up for the challenge.

He leaned in. "So, Missy-Chloe, where are you from?" He saw that her drink was nearly empty, so he grabbed up another one from the nearby bar and handed it to her. "Looks like you could use a refill. And you can relax, by the way. Really. I don't bite...unless you want me to," he added with a mischievous grin.

 

[Sasha_Hardgrove]

Oh, my, god...this guy is totally hitting on me! What do I do?! Chloe thought to herself. She smiled and leaned back against the wall as he leaned forward. "If I'm not mistaken," she began, "I think I'm already pretty sloshed. And it's early. And I better not pass out before I get to try anything," she repeated, glancing downstairs at the basement where people were smoking weed. She had always wanted to try it, but never knew where to get it, or how to do it. However, this was a college party, and there were no limitations.

She looked up at Eric, meeting his intense gaze. Her eyes trailed down to his sweet supple lips, and began to admire his build. He was very muscular, strong, so clean, and he smelled like her favorite cologne. She was intoxicated, not only from the alcohol, but his scent and his presence began to overwhelm her. She knew this power over her was dangerous, but after all, this was a college party. She came to have fun, and fun wouldn't be had if she kept limiting herself.

She smiled at him nervously setting her drink down. "So, Eric, what do college kids do at parties like this anyway?"