It Started at a Party... (Closed)

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It was the beginning of another school year at Golden State University, and every guy on campus knew exactly what that meant.

That meant that on Friday night, there would be plenty of drunk, fresh meat available for the picking at any of a dozen different parties all over the student housing neighborhood just off campus.

One house party in particular was really hopping. They had a DJ spinning in the living room, wild colored lights circling about, a trash can full of jungle juice and a ton of people. The place was thick with smoke and by ten, the party was getting pretty wild already. There was no shortage of all manner of substances being passed around and shared. It was plenty hot outside, and inside, and the girls were showing off their bodies in skimpy party outfits.

It was a good night to be a college guy.

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The first Friday night of Andrea's first semester of college was everything she had expected. She slept all morning after a party at her roommate's older sister's sorority house. It was fun, but far too tame for her tastes.

The afternoon was spent unpacking and exploring more of campus with some of the girls from her floor. A couple of them made plans to check out a party a couple blocks off campus later that night. After dinner with her roommates, Andrea went next door and got ready with the girls she was going out with. Kennedy pulled a bottle of Jack Daniels out of her laundry basket and Lexi opened her jewelry box to get out an e cigarette that worked as a vaporizer for her potent stash of weed.

"This is much more like it" Andrea thought to herself as she took a drink from the bottle and inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the thick smoke. Her summer had been spent home alone with her friends doing just this, drinking, smoking, throwing the kind of party that everyone wanted to attend but nobody remembered. It worked out perfectly that her parents were away a lot, for work and travel. It left plenty of time for a weekend of partying and the Sunday afternoon clean up crew to get done before another week of high school began. She was very used to everyone knowing her name, all of the girls wanting to be her and all of the guys wanting to date her. Going across the country to a new school gave her the opportunity to make herself known yet again, and she was looking forward to every second of it.

The girls had a nice buzz on by the time they made their way out of the dorm and walked the few blocks to the party. After walking in and getting a drink, the girls made their way to the dance floor. The room was hot and their bodies were soon slick with sweat, their skimpy skirts and tops clinging to their taut bodies.

 

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Damon Williams had spotted the group of freshman girls pretty much as soon as they walked in the door. The junior, soccer player had been roaming the crowd, dancing a little bit with random girls, keeping an eye on them. The blonde in particular had caught his eye. Busty, energetic, sensual, great outfit on.

Just the kind of girl he was looking to stick his dick in.

Damon was tall and athletic, the epitome of a fit soccer-player body. Short dark hair, sharp chinline, wearing jeans and a thin tee shirt, holding a red plastic cup of jungle juice, a joint of marijuana tucked behind his ear. He waited until he saw that her friends had left her, one of them heading off for a fresh drink, another making out with some guy on a couch, the third dancing with someone on the other side of the dance floor.

He filled a fresh cup with jungle juice and made his way through the dancing crowd, coming up behind her. "You look like you could use a fresh drink," he said to her, sliding up behind her. The crowd of dancing, sweaty young people was heavy, and their bodies were quickly mashed together, him behind ber.

 

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As she danced, the music coursed through her, the lights and energy of the room spurred her on. She failed to realize that her group of friends had slowly disbursed throughout the party. Her body moved to the music as an arm wrapped around, offering her a fresh drink, a sexy, deep voice filling her ear.

She smiled and took the cup, taking a long sip as his obviously muscular body pressed against her back, his grip tightening slightly as they moved together. She ran a hand through her hair, pressing her ass more deliberately into the stranger's crotch.

The next song that started had a fast tempo and heavy bass, the way their bodies moved together combined with the alcohol and weed coursing through system was what she aimed to feel every time she partied.

 

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Damon smirked, she had taken the cup and was dancing back on him, a clear invitation for him to stick around and enjoy what she had to offer. He pulled the joint out from behind his ear and sparked it up, enjoying a hit, before offering it to the little frosh.

"Wanna puff, girl," he asked her, his other hand snaking down to cop a feel of her pert butt under her short skirt... "It's the best stuff in town..."

The girl was hot, for sure. He had a feeling already this night would end quite well for him.

 

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The smell of weed filled her nose and she shivered when the smoke he exhaled hit the damp skin of her neck. Andrea took the joint when he offered it to her and she took a long drag, biting her lip as she held the smoke in her lungs.

Her back arched when his hand moved to her ass and she leaned her head back slowly as she exhaled. She turned so her chest was against his, finally getting a look at the generous stranger as she passed him the joint. He was hot, tall dark and sexy, obviously not a freshman.

She licked her lips and leaned close, whispering in his ear, "that's good stuff."

 

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"There's plenty more where that came from," Damon replied. He wasn't shy about getting his hands on her body, her hips and butt, pulling her against him as they danced to the music and passed the joint back and forth.

He took a drink, winked at her as they finished the joint.

"The real party's down in the basement," he told her with a smirk. "Wanna check it out?"

 

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Andrea moved her body against him, the crow on the dance floor getting even bigger, forcing them even close together as the shared the joint.

She downed what was left of her drink and smiled at his offer.

"Lead the way," she said, her hand finding his.

 

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Damon squeezed her hand, and led her off the dance floor. They stopped to quickly refill her drink along the way, puffing on the joint as they went til it was smoked out, and then they came to a plain door.

"You ready for this?" he asked her, smirking, as he opened the door. Smoke wafted up from the basement, and he led her down the steps.

There basement was dark, lit by blacklights. There were girls dancing around poles, in various states of undress. Couches were strewn about, mostly occupied by people making out, feeling up, and openly screwing.

 

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Andrea followed him down the stairs, a grin spreading across her lips as she took in the seen. She was having fun upstairs, it was much like the parties she'd thrown at home. The scene playing out in front of her was so much more than she'd ever been a part of.

She bit her lip and looked up at the guy holding her hand, whose name she still didn't know. This was exactly the kind of thing she wanted to be known for. It couldn't be more perfect that this party was happening on her first weekend of college. If she played her cards right, making herself known would be easier than she ever though!

"This is much more my speed" she purred in his ear, her eyes scanning the room again.