It was just a party (closed)

[Bevatoria]

It wasn't as if I hadn't geniuinely invited him here. Tommy was my friend, and the smile that lit my face as genuine as I saw him stroll up. "Hey dude." I started, fist bumping him and pulling him in for a quick hug. "Glad you made it out." I met his gaze eagerly, motioning him even as I looked at the person behind him; the person who I really wanted here at my party. The house wasn't that big, but the number of people we had made it seem big even in the crowd. We had our share of high school chicks, sure, but there were chicks, and then there were women like her.

His older sister. He took our joking about her being hot as good natured ribbing (hell, he joked about some of our sisters whether they were younger or older), and to some extent it was. But lately it seemed as if she'd been deliberately teasing us with skimpier outfits, bending over or stretching when we were around. It had never occured to me that it was simply the warmer weather and her having a boyfriend who she wanted to impress. Or because my eyes were always on her when she was around. Anything she did, intentional or not, further inflamed my wanton desires for my best friend's sister.

So even as she tried to just jovially wave at me, I walked past Timmy and eyed her up and down. "Hey." My grin, though friendly, was anything but as I folded my arms over my chest. "Nice of you to drive your brother over. And it's always nice to see you...." Her outfit was clearly chosen with someone else in mind, but that didn't matter to me.

"You sure I can't convince you to stick around for a bit? Have a drink or two before you head to wherever it is you're headed?" I tried to look nonchalant as I waited for her to answer.

Because I was Chase Blackburn, and I got what I wanted.

 

[DeepBlue89]

As a second year college student, I found myself feeling a bit silly going over to a party that was filled with high school seniors. Of course, I wasn't going there for me - but merely dropping off my younger brother, Tim, off to it. It didn't hurt that I'd get a good idea of what kind of party this was. My parents were away a lot, both of them being pretty important financial consultants, so it was mostly up to me to take care of him. He begged me not to drive him there; either out of the embarrassment that he needed his twenty one year old sister to get him to a party, or the fact that someone might recognize me as the legendary Linda Stone - the former head cheerleader that had won his high school more trophies than anyone before her.

Or maybe it was due to the fact that I was dressed pretty scandalously? I didn't think so, since I wore some light pants over my bikini bottoms, but Tim didn't seem to enjoy the fact that my renowned chest was so...available. Especially considering with my seat belt on, it just amplified the effect that they had. I hadn't worn this for any attention, and after leaving him off at the door he wouldn't have to see me for the rest of the night. It's just that on beautiful evenings like this, Ryan (my boyfriend of three years now) and I loved to take walks over the beach. It was so romantic and it gave us time to talk, you know? Of course, it didn't hurt to *ahem* entice him a little bit...

Anyway, it didn't take that long before Tim and I arrived at the party. It didn't seem too crazy, besides some music. It was funny though, to see him dart of my car after I parked, eager to get inside before I could join him.

I did get there in time though. Or at least, just in time to see him hug each other in that fashion that most jocks do. I found it pretty funny. I sort of drifted off, already anticipating my evening, until I heard him call me out...

"Hey."

I turned to see Chase, who grinned at me as usual. I smiled back, obviously being polite and not being stuck-up.

"Nice of you to drive your brother over. And it's always nice to see you...."

"It's no problem. Just keep him out of trouble, okay? I want my brother back in one piece."

"You sure I can't convince you to stick around for a bit? Have a drink or two before you head to wherever it is you're headed?"

"Oh no, I couldn't. I'm seeing Ryan later and I still need to drive back home, you know."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Mmmhmmm." I responded, nodding as I failed to keep my eyes from looking her up and down. "I'm sure you and Ryan have...big plans." I inclined my head inside. "Our evening's just getting started, surely you wouldn't mind taking a look around...making sure your little brother stays out of trouble?" This was a bit of an old, tired act that we'd done before; she'd recognize it as harmless flirting, I'm sure, just another guy trying to spend some time with her before she went away again, and her just obliging them.

"We'll just be playing pool, hanging out, doing some party games...things I'm sure you've 'outgrown' by now." Judging by the way her bikini top held her tits in, there were some other things she'd outgrown, too, and I was fortunate she hadn't indulged that particular one. "Nothing you'd enjoy, or want to find out about...since you'll be busy with Ryan." I smiled kindly for a moment again before turning around.

"It's just as well. Nobody in there would want to see a boring old college student hanging at our party anyways, even just to say hi, to see my house...." Okay, I'll be the first to admit that was a lame angle to take. I didn't expect it to work, but...

 

[DeepBlue89]

Big plans? I wouldn't call a evening out in the beach that but - Wait, was he trying to tease me...Honest, with Chase, it was hard to tell.

"Our evening's just getting started, surely you wouldn't mind taking a look around...making sure your little brother stays out of trouble?"

"I'm not sure about that..." I said, wondering that if Ryan had called already but I wasn't there to pick up? Me being the dolt that I am, I forgot my cellphone at my place. I'm sure that he wouldn't call so early, I mean, I still had about an hour left before our usual talks. Was it just me, or did Chase say out Ryan's name with a bit of antagonism in his voice? I'm sure it was nothing. I was just used to people being a bit jealous of my boyfriend. Wow, did I really just think that? I guess that I do have a bit of an ego.

"It's just as well. Nobody in there would want to see a boring old college student hanging at our party anyways, even just to say hi, to see my house...."

I did have about an hour left...and I didn't want to seem like Tim's boring older sister. I wouldn't hear the end of it the next time that Chase would come over.

"Hang on..." I replied, my hand quickly going to his and he turned away. I quickly noticed what I did and let go with a light chuckle. "I guess that I could stay for a little while. But I really do have to get going though."

 

[Bevatoria]

The feel of her skin against mine, even briefly, was electric. "Awesome." I took her hand and slowly led her up the stone steps into my house...well, my parents' house. "You won't be here any longer then you have to be, I promise." As I came to the door, I opened it. "Care for a tour?"

Without waiting for an answer, I made my way in, taking a quick look around. There were people standing around and talking, but I paid them no heed, my ears listening for something, and then hearing it - the sound of Tim's voice downstairs. With my fears assuaged, I let her come closer.

"We've lived here all my life, but the folks are pretty good about making additions." It was an older style home, but well kept, and well furnished. Despite the fact the booze was out and the talk and action was lively, I had every intention of keeping this house in one piece, my eyes raking over her again. Inspiration struck, and I saw a few people looking at Linda's skimpy out fit, and I waved at them.

"Hi guys, this is Linda." I pulled her in close to me, my hand snaking around her lower stomach. "She was a cheerleader." As she tensed against me (I think), I leaned in to her to whisper.

"This is so none of the guys hit on you while you're here - if they think you're single you'll never hear the end of it..."

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Awesome." he said, grabbing my hand and practically dragging me across the steps. I originally pulled my hand away (when our hands first initiated contact) because I didn't want to give anyone the idea that we were a couple or anything. How embarrassing would that be? "You won't be here any longer then you have to be, I promise."

"Care for a tour?"

"I'm not really sure that it's really necessary..." I said, though he didn't really seem to care much for my response. My eyes, however, looked around for Tim as he was nowhere to be found. Probably didn't want to be seen with his sister, as I mentioned earlier. Catching up with him, I nodded simply at him talking about his place. It was nice, to be sure, but my mind was going over the fact that some of these high school seniors were drinking...

My worries were pushed aside, as I quickly felt Chase's hand snaked around my waist, his fingers resting upon bare skin. He pulled me in close, almost as if to show me off. I muttered quietly "What are you doing?", feeling increasingly uncomfortable. It wasn't that he was ugly (in fact, I thought the opposite) but he was just some younger guy and well, this really was off...

"Hi guys, this is Linda. She was a cheerleader." he told to some of his buddies. I simply chuckle and waved, seeing them eye me up.

"This is so none of the guys hit on you while you're here - if they think you're single you'll never hear the end of it..." Chase whispered into my ear - his breath touching my earlobe.

"Okay...If you're sure about this." I whispered back, deciding to pick my battles very carefully. I then leaned into his shoulder and replied "Nice to meet you all."

 

[Bevatoria]

I teased my hand through the waistband of her pants, stretching them as she waved back, dragging them a bit further down by accident. Normally, she was always the one in charge, in control wherever we were. At Tim's house, we couldn't go where she was if she said so. When she came to get Tim, it was always her timetable. Even on a couple of outings where she chaperoned us when we were younger, we always had to answer to her. But now, we were all adults, and she was in my house.

Where my word was law.

Deciding not to push my luck, as we walked out of the room I withdrew my hand from her pants, laying it around her shoulder like a 'friend'. "I like what you've got on, Linda....I'm sure Ryan will enjoy seeing you in it, too." Whether my comment put her at ease or made her more unsettled was of little concern to me; she was in my house now as I motioned upstairs.

"There are bedrooms up there, but we can see those later." Several eyes stayed on her as we went into the kitchen, purposefully avoiding downstairs as that's where her brother was. "Do you want me to get you a drink? I know you're driving, so...." Some people were looking at us with some interest, but kept to their conversations mostly as I tried to figure out what to do next.

It wasn't that I didn't know what, I just wasn't sure how, so to speak. She was definitely taking a lot of male attention; for as skimpy as many of the chicks here were dressed, they weren't out in bikini tops or low hanging pants with bikini bottoms under them.

 

[DeepBlue89]

I bit my tongue as to prevent myself from protesting, seeing as Chase's hand was toying with my pants. Of course, if I protested, it'd probably make a scene, seeing as people were watching us; and I didn't want to impose any awkwardness for me or my brother, so I let it slide. Of course, I didn't realize that he'd pull my pants down a notch, revealing the top of my white bikini bottom.

I was relieved then, as he motioned us to go upstairs. Fewer people, I imagined. Still said, I neglected to pull my pants up to where they were before Chase's 'adjustment', so I was revealing a bit more skin at this point.

"I like what you've got on, Linda....I'm sure Ryan will enjoy seeing you in it, too."

I blushed a bit in embarrassment, as I didn't want him commenting on what I had on, for obvious reasons. I shook it off and once again, I fell victim to his relentless teasing:

"There are bedrooms up there, but we can see those later."
"Pfft." I scoffed, teasing him back "I don't think that you need to worry about that."

I avoided the stares as best as I could, the moment we went into the kitchen. Men were obviously drooling over me from afar. Some of them might have known who I was. Still, none approached me as I made sure to stay close to the party's host.

"Do you want me to get you a drink? I know you're driving, so...."

Maybe in an attempt to feel more at ease, I replied: "Oh, that would be just lovely. Thank you."

It wasn't that I didn't know what, I just wasn't sure how, so to speak. She was definitely taking a lot of male attention; for as skimpy as many of the chicks here were dressed, they weren't out in bikini tops or low hanging pants with bikini bottoms under them.

 

[Bevatoria]

I just went to grab an iced tea for her. Well, I thought it was an iced tea, anyways, getting some water for me so that my judgment would be sharp while I planned her humiliation. Peer pressure was a wonderful thing, and even being a few years older she wouldn't be immune to it.

Especially from the leering guys who had gathered around her while I grabbed her beverage. A few others were looking in (the girls with disgust) but I boldly staked my claim as I handed her drink, my hand snaking back around her waist as I chimed in to the conversation.

"So who'd you come with?" Asked one of them, and I butted into answer.

"She's mine." I let the answer linger for a moment, the finality of it hanging in the air before continuing. "Linda's attached at the moment, boys, and there's nothing you can do about it."

They all chuckled predictably; the combination of drink and disbelief. "I don't believe you."

"Neither do I. She's too hot to be with you."

"Let's let the lady, answer, then." Pulling her in just a bit closer, I leaned in to her. "You are...attached, right now, right babe?" A way to let her tell the truth while giving everyone the impression I wanted. Nudging her further and further...

Okay, maybe I did give her a long island iced tea. But if I had my way she'd be staying a while anyways.

 

[DeepBlue89]

As Chase left, I began to realize that quite a few guys were coming my way, as if testing the waters, so to speak. He was right, I guess - these horny seniors were just hoping that I was single. Of course, I could tell them that Ryan was my boyfriend but that sort of thing doesn't ward these kind of men away unless your boyfriend is next to you. So, that said, I was relieved as Chase came to me again. Looks like we could play our charade just as we had done before. I couldn't believe that it'd come the day that I'd be happy to have his arm around my waist.

"So who'd you come with?" a guy asked me, though before I could answer...
"She's mine." Chase replied "Linda's attached at the moment, boys, and there's nothing you can do about it."


She's mine...He said those words almost as if he believed it.

"I don't believe you."
"Neither do I. She's too hot to be with you."

"Let's let the lady, answer, then." he said, pulling me awfully close"You are...attached, right now, right babe?"

Finishing half my drink while they were arguing, I placed it away. "Of course honey. Why would anyone think differently?"

 

[Bevatoria]

"Of course honey. Why would anyone think differently?"

Okay, the honey part was a bit overkill, but she was playing her part too well, as if doing so would finish the charade.

"Sure, she's attached. But not to you." Came a predictable jeer, followed by a few chuckles.

It was a predictable riposte. Hell, I would've said it to them if they made that claim about a college girl. But they didn't know she was in college...or the few that did were playing along. Still, I smiled, pulling her away from the counter and moving in behind her; despite the age difference, I was bigger then she was, and my hands enveloped her stomach, feeling her toned, smooth torso in my hands. I savored the moment, the people watching as I continued.

"If she wasn't attached to me, would she let me do this?" The starting of the lie; either she's embarassed by letting me do what I want to her, or she endures and hopes I'll eventually back. Elsewhere, I would. Here, though, with her senses and sense of judgment slightly dulled, the eyes of several horny 18 year olds on her....

"Any drunk chick would let you do that to her. Espeically one dressed like that."

My hands stopped in their movement. "Oh?" I asked questioningly, pushing her pants down a tiny bit more. "Why don't we let her answer that, then." Grinning at her debasement, I leaned in to her ear, whispering. "Tell the guys how you're dressed....and who you dressed up for." I pulled one hand off of her torso just to slap her ass slightly, drawing a laugh from the assembled onlookers as she answered, slowly but surely becoming the focus of attention.

 

[DeepBlue89]

"Sure, she's attached. But not to you."

Oh boy, they weren't making our job any easier. Scoffing at their words, I took another sip from my drink. Wow, this was some ice tea...

I didn't realize he had moved, until I felt his body behind me. A flush of...something coursed through my veins, as I both felt and saw his hands snaked around me and feel my fit stomach. I didn't protest, but instead hid my true emotions away with a smile as I looked them over.

"Any drunk chick would let you do that to her. Espeically one dressed like that."

With my pants now moved a bit more down, he could see clearly my bikini bottoms - or should I say, everyone in the room could see. I didn't appreciate this, but I figured that it was necessary to get them to back off.

"Tell the guys how you're dressed....and who you dressed up for." Chase whispered into my ear before slapping my backside. Was that really necessary?

Anyway, I figured being a little fired up would get these losers to go away, so...

"First of all, I'm not drunk kids. Secondly, I dressed up like this for my boyfriend. I want to look sexy for the only man in my life. And if you don't believe me, then you clearly aren't man enough for any woman to do that for you."

And so, I learned over and kissed Chase right on the lips. It was a small price to pay, I suppose.

 

[Bevatoria]

The oohs and the aahs that came, along with the jeers and whistles, were predictable. I hadn't expected her to play along so quickly, and I returned the kiss, my hands running up and down her body as I did, teasing around her breasts even if I was careful to avoid the skimpy top for now, my tongue dueling with her mouth before a voice cut through.

"I think it's the booze."

That voice was more familiar - it was Gary, one of the many friends who knew who Linda was, but he was playing along. I'd make sure to reward him later for helping to egg things in the direction I wanted. Without even asking. With friends like that...I pulled away as he spoke, keeping my hands close to her.

"Now, what would make you think that?" I ran my hands over her shoulders, up and down her strong arms. "Does Linda look like someone who would make out with anyone who asked?" I squeezed her firm ass, staying behind her. "But, as the host, I suppose I owe it to you to...reassure you that I don't do this to just any woman I see."

I turned her back towards me, my eyes ablaze with lust...and the smallest hint of a grin as I leaned into her, pushing her into the counter top as I crushed my lips against hers again; the 'tentative' kiss we'd shared before was replaced by all out passion and control. My hands did not snake across her skin this time; instead, going to her pants as the cheers started again. As I pushed her back further, I pulled them off of her hips and down her legs to show the party what she'd really come dressed in, exposing her long, lean legs to the party...and to me.

 

[DeepBlue89]

The kiss really became something else. I only had intended for a small peck but Chase quickly turned that into a miniature make out session. I tried to move his hands away gently as we kissed, but either he didn't notice, he wanted it to be as genuine as possible, or he just didn't care. "Chase, Chase...What are you..." I thought to myself before we were cut off by a voice.

"I think it's the booze."

We paused, and Chase spoke. Meanwhile, I kept to myself - trying to catch my breath.

"Now, what would make you think that?" he said, as I tossed my hair back (given that some locks were in my face, obscuring my vision), letting him rub my arms. It felt kind of... No, no, no... Don't even go there Linda.


"Does Linda look like someone who would make out with anyone who asked?"

"Yeah...I'm not easy you know!" I said, fighting off the need to yelp as his hand squeezed my backside.

"But, as the host, I suppose I owe it to you to...reassure you that I don't do this to just any woman I see."

Wait wha-

I was greeted by the feeling of the cold counter top pressing against my back. I could only watch as Chase grinned, before moving on top of me and kissing me. It was more passionate than before, obviously, as his tongue completely crushed mine this time. I didn't notice the cheers - what I did notice was how his hands were taking off my pants.

I tried to protest this time, but whatever sound I made was drowned off by the cheers and his groans. Before too long, he succeeded and my pants were off - showing off my white bikini bottom...although it must have seemed more like a thong, given how skimpy it was.

 

[Bevatoria]

Being a party with music, booze, some...other things, and a healthy amount of nubile guys and girls, there were some people already getting to know each other the same way Linda and I were. The difference was, they were all being much more discrete about it (like in dark corners, outside, or they'd stolen a closer or bathroom), to say nothing of chaste if they *were* anywhere remotely public.

My manhandling of Linda was nothing of the sort as I yanked her pants off of her legs; leaving her in nothing but her bikini. Her body and eyes seemed to want to protest, but I was far too gone now; I leaned in for what looked like an intimate moment as I whispered to her. "I like it when you fight back." The crowd had briefly dispersed, thinking me done with her now wearing much less then every one of the other girls still here, but I pulled her back off of the counter top and spun her around.

Looming behind her, I pulled her arms behind her back, holding them with one powerful arm of mine, the other yanking her head to the side as I kissed her again; rubbing her thighs, squeezing them and moving them as I wished, teasing her tiny thong as the onlookers realized I was going farther. Much farther then any of them knew.

 

[DeepBlue89]

He was taking this pretty far...Eventually, to the point where I decided to no longer go along with it. Or at least, tried to stop him, though he didn't seem to take the hint. In fact, he might have enjoyed my struggling, as he did whisper that into my ear before taking my hands behind my back (they were prior to this trying to pry his own away) and kissing me more fiercely than before.

"Mmmhmph!" I protested, squirming against his grasp. This was way too much and he was obviously going over board. I managed to break out of the kiss for a moment and uttered softly "Okay, you've proved your point. Let me go..."

 

[Bevatoria]

Her squirming against me earned her brief respite as she managed to pull away, gasping out. "Okay, you've proved your point. Let me go..."

I peered over her shoulder, down into the valley of her breasts, barely hidden by the piece of cloth tied in front of them, down her smooth stomach to her legs, letting her struggle as I freely ran my hand wherever I wanted. "How do you know?" I whispered, making it look like sweet nothings into her ear to the onlookers, tracing a finger up her side. "You've gone along with everything I've done with you so far....never asked, never questioned." I teased the strings to her flimsy bikini top, not wanting to test them just yet. "And yet you seem to think that you have an idea of where I want this to end."

I let her ponder that as my free hand left her, one arm still locked around both of her elbows behind her back, kissing her shoulder. "What would you do if I told you?" I slowly started to make a path around her bikini bottoms. "If I said exactly what I wanted to do in order to shame my best friend's sexy big sister?" I got another few whistled as I pushed a finger into her bottoms briefly, getting near but not quite to her still (for the moment) hidden center, letting her squirm before I pulled both of my hands back.

I turned her back towards me, letting my eyes meet hers.

"But more importantly...would it matter?" Both the tone of my voice - it's assurance - and my eyes illustrated what would be happening to her in this room, in the next little while, as I let everyone look at her in her bikini and heels where everyone else was still dressed.

 

[DeepBlue89]

Just what was he doing...moving his hand like that? I continued to struggled, stopping only as I heard his voice:

"How do you know? You've gone along with everything I've done with you so far....never asked, never questioned." which was true but it was all for the sake of keeping the others away from me. But from the look of things, perhaps I chose wrong...

"And yet you seem to think that you have an idea of where I want this to end."

"Just let me go, you creep!" I cried out, though my voice seemed to have been muffled with all the noise at this point. "Stop...!" I protested, feeling his lips kiss my bare shoulder.

"What would you do if I told you? If I said exactly what I wanted to do in order to shame my best friend's sexy big sister?"

Shame me...? That was it? What on earth was going on inside of this horny teenager's mind? I asked myself these things, only to be answered by his finger, reaching inside of my bikini bottoms and feeling the area...and discovering that I was shaved down there, no doubt.

"Please Chase, just stop this nonsense..."

 

[Bevatoria]

"Please Chase, just stop this nonsense..."

I wasn't surprised to feel the hints of something far, far hotter then I had ever imagined; she was shaved. Or at least she seemed to be. I let my expression drop for a moment; letting her back, ever briefly, into the role she'd had before as the authority figure.

"Okay." I sighed. "I shouldn't have made you show everyone your slutty bikini..." With a wince, I almost pulled back again. "I mean...." With another slow movement, I turned her back around. "Everyone, I have an announcement to make." This had the effect of drawing every eye in the room that wasn't on her back on her as I moved to her side in a gesture of defeat.

"Linda isn't my girlfriend. I was just...fooling around with her." I looked down in 'shame'. "She deserves more. I'm sorry I did what I did. I guess it was the alcohol, the atmosphere, wanting to impress everyone..." I trailed off.

Even in the guise of submission, I walked away. "You can all go back to partying, now." I turned back at her, extending my hand in a gesture of concilliation. "Sorry?"

 

[DeepBlue89]

My slutty bikini; wow, did those words sting. I admit, the bikini was a bit...revealing. But I wore it for my boyfriend and not to show off to every guy at the party. That reminded me over how long I had been over! I most definitely missed his call, so I needed to hurry over home and let him know that we could still go and-

"Everyone, I have an announcement to make."

Oh what now?

Everyone turned to face us and Chase began to confess everything to the party goers. I nearly covered my face in embarrassment, trying to avoid eye contact with everyone here. Soon enough, he came over and in an act of redemption, he extended his hand and said "Sorry?"

What was I supposed to do now? Say no? I swallowed my pride and reached out for his in a handshake.

 

[Bevatoria]

Some of the folks seemed confused by my actions. Hell, I was confused by it, wondering why I wasn't just continuing on what seemed like the natural chain of events after taking her pants off. Still, it seemed like we were the center of attention as she reached her hand for mine. It was when I grasped it that I remembered why; it was because I wanted to toy with her. To exert my control over the situation not by simply taking what I wanted, but by making her think she was going to get away with just a few mutters and tall tales about what might have happened at a high school party.

No, this would be more then just mutterings...after our handshake was done, my hand kept a firm grip on hers, refusing to let go as I decided to elaborate on what I'd said before. "I am sorry. Because you do deserve more, Linda." My smile started returning as I slowly walked towards her, still refusing to let go of her hand as I moved back to my familiar place behind her. "More punishment."

I placed a hand in the middle of her back and forced her over the counter, earning some more whistles and cheers as I slapped her tight ass as hard as I could. "You've been a bad girl, Linda, letting a guy who isn't even your boyfriend kiss you." I slapped her ass again to more catcalls from some of the guys. "Ask nicely enough, and I'll stop giving you what you deserve."