Georgie was going to a party. It was the first one in a while and she was excited. She had a new dress, new heel and the new underwear she had treated herself to the other week. It was a house party thrown at someone her best friend had known for years. He apparently always threw good parties but only certain people were invited. Her friend had assured her that there would be boys and she was looking forward to some fun and seeing what trouble she could get into.
She looked herself over in the long mirror before she left the house. She stood around five foot seven, a little taller with the sexy red heels she had on tonight. They looked amazing with her strappy red dress that accented her small but perfect breasts at 34a. Her hair, straightened and blonde looked gorgeous. She smoothed her hand over the material feeling her nipples harden at the brief touch. God she was horny. She had never had sex but must have read every piece of writing on the subject lately. It had started when her friends had let her borrow a copy of a recent popular book that had a kinky relationship at its core. Before that she hadn’t really considered it but after that one book she had trawled the internet finding wilder and more interesting stuff that aroused her every time she thought about it. That had been the reason for the shopping trip this week to get some new lingerie. She wanted to start experiencing it.
Her friends arrived in the taxi and she ran outside clutching her bag. She slid into the car carefully but even so her dress slid up her legs showing off her stunning figure. The girls laughed and giggled as they drove to the part, out to the edges of town to the guy’s house. It was quite large with a high perimeter wall. The drove up to the main gate and as they got out the taxi they could already hear music and laughter from inside. Susan one of Georgie’s friends who knew the owner went over and buzzed the intercom. After a few seconds the gate open and they went inside.
There was a large two story house, with lawns surrounding it. On one of the lawns there was a large marque set up with a bar inside and a DJ booth, at the other end of the lawns was a large pool and next to it a hot tub. Georgie looked round in amazement then smiled and made her way to the bar. She ordered a drink and fished her purse out only to find that the first few were on the house. She sat around with her friends for a few minutes then they all got up to dance. It was a warm night and the combination of alcohol and heat made her skin flushed. There were a few boys there that she danced with and some quite attractive but they didn’t seem to hold what she was looking for.
As the evening wore on and Georgie got slightly more d*unk though she was careful not to drink too much and have to head home early, like Susan had, she spotted a man talking to a group of people who were laughing and chatting on some of the benches set out around the lawn. He had been pointed out as the owner and host earlier so she thought she had better say Hi and thank you. She started out purposefully across the lawn to where he sat and as she got there suddenly felt a bit shy around this group of confident and happy individuals. She smiled hesitantly at the man who stood up and saying goodbye to that group walked over to her.
“Hi, I don’t think I have had the pleasure of meeting you, I’m Nick…”
“Hi, I’m Georgie… I just wanted to introduce myself and say thank you for the invitation. I have had a fun night so far. I have never been to one of your parties before.”
“Well Georgie, why don’t I show you round the house?”
Nick looped his arm through his and led her up towards the house. He was a good few inches taller than her and her heels made it difficult to walk on the grass so they walked along the path round the edge of the lawns whilst Nick asked her about herself. She in turn asked a few questions and as she looked at him she seemed mesmerised by his green eyes which seemed to see right through into her core. She stumbled slightly on the uneven path and his firm hands held her. She felt thoughts drifting to how those firm hands would feel elsewhere and looked him over again. Tall, reasonably handsome with broad, powerful shoulders he looked fairly good, she guessed his age to be around thirty and her fantasies drifted away again.
Suddenly snapping back to reality she realised that he had just asked her a question.
“I am so sorry, what did you say I missed that?” She asked with a slight giggle…
“Not listening properly hey… In my days if you didn’t listen properly you were spanked…”
“Oh please…” It slipped out before she even registered. Her hand flew to her lips and she blushed crimson. “Oh god… I didn’t mean to say that?”
To her embarrassment Nick had let out a particularly amused laugh and squeezed her close to him for a second. “Oh I had forgotten what it was like to speak without thinking… I tend to watch my words very carefully so that I don’t say things I shouldn’t… I am quite good with words, even had a few books published… but they probably wouldn’t interest a young lady like you now.” He raised one eyebrow as he looked at her and she shivered slightly, goosebumps running down her spine that had nothing to do with the cooling evening air.
“Maybe I would… what are they about?”
By now they had arrived at the house and he explained that it might just be easier to show her. He led her indoors and through the main rooms into what was obviously a study and writing area. A large wooden desk occupied the centre of the room with a large bay window behind it to let in light. Through it she could see the gardens and the marque with a few people still going strong despite the pitch blackness around the rest of the garden. One of the walls was lined with books whilst the others were covered in pictures. It took her a minute to realise the pictures were actually artistically taken photos, showing a variety of women in roped restraints. Each had signed thank you next to them, framed on the wall from the photographer. Nick picked up a book from the desk.
“This is my latest one…” He grinned at her, the cover matched one of the photographs on the wall. She realised the photos were actually covers. Curiously, the alcohol helping her confidence, she opened the book and read a few lines in the middle. She felt herself instantly getting wet, the description was amazing, it was just what she had been reading online, the ideas behind the story seemed perfect to her from the few lines she read.
She suddenly became aware that Nick was leaning on the desk watching her read, and that she had been biting her bottom lip, and that her nipples were poking very clearly through the front of her dress.
“I can give you a signed copy if you want to take one home and finish it…” Nick smiled, and behind that smile and his captivating eyes seemed a wealth of understanding and knowledge of what was going through her head.
“Yes please…” She managed to whisper as he walked towards her.
She couldn’t move, couldn’t think, could barely breath as his firm hands came up to cup the side of her face and tilt it up. He moved and positioned her, took control and kissed her. In that one moment of him taking charge she surrendered. She knew that it was this man that she wanted, this man that would take her, this man who could give her everything she craved. Looking back years later she still couldn’t explain it but this was the choice that fit.
Nick had moved her so that she was against the desk, the cheeks of her ass resting on the surface as he pressed her back kissing her fiercely. His hands roamed her body eagerly, feeling her soft warm skin, tracing the curves of her hips, enjoying the sensations of her against him. He could feel his arousal rapidly building and he grabbed a handful of her hair, hearing her gasp and kissing her again, his kisses traced down the side of her neck to just about the top of her dress, the barest hint of his kisses on the tops of her breasts. Then his firm hands pulled the top of her dress down exposing her pert, aroused nipples to his greedy mouth. He licked and sucked and teased them until she was sure her wetness must be soaked through her new panties.
His hands slid down to stroke her long legs then up lifting the dress. She wiggled her bum so it slid up easily and then he just pulled it up and over her head dropping it on the chair next to the desk. He stood back for a moment to admire this beauty in front of him. Her almost naked body, long legs ending in the heels, sexy red lace panties covering an obviously shaven pussy. Then he moved forwards again. Stepping between her legs he lifted her onto her back on the desk, lifting her long legs straight up in the air he grabbed a handful of the panties and pulled them hurridly, almost savagely up and off over the heels dropping them beside her dress.
“Please,” she almost whispered, “I need it, I want you but…”
He sensed her hesitation and heard the whispers even above his rising lust. “I’m your first?” She nodded looking vulnerable for a moment and he smiled gently. “Then tonight will be a night you will remember always…”
He knelt in front of the desk and lowered his mouth to her bare shaven cunt and slowly ran his tongue along the length of her slit. She cried out, her hips almost bucking her off the desk. His firm hand pinned her down and he proceeded to tease and fuck her wet pussy with his talented tongue. It circled her clit, split her open, darted in and out… Long wet strokes drove her insane and pushed her closer and closer until she exploded for him. Just as she was coming down from that peak she heard the zip on his pants. Looking up through the orgasmic haze she watched as his shirt, pants and boxers all went away. He stood there naked, his hard cock jutting proudly in front as he stepped in towards her again. He gripped his cock and teased her sensitive pussy with the head. Rubbing it against her clit making her cry out again.
Then slowly he eased the head inside her tight hole. He began to push it deeper and deeper until with a final thrust he broke deep inside her and leaning over her kissed her as he penetrated her fully. Her hands reaching up to grip him tightly, nails digging into his skin as she felt a hot, thick, hard cock buried inside her for the first time. He gave her time to get used to it then began slowly to slide his shaft in and out of her. It was lucky that she was so wet from her orgasm as he wasn’t sure he could have fucked as tight a pussy as this without it. She gripped his cock like a glove and even when he began to speed up it still felt amazingly tight around him.
With her encouraging moans and cries when he drove into her it wasn’t long before his firm hands had her pinned to the desk and he drove himself in and out of her harder and harder. She cried out and came for him, not once but twice more under his driving cock, begging him, pleading with him to fuck her, to make her his…
Georgie didn’t know where it all came from, it was like a flood gate had opened… All the fantasies, all the dirty sexy stories she had read, the nasty language she never would have uttered before gushed out of her mouth… she told him that she was on the pill, that she wanted to feel him cum inside her, she told him that she was his slut, his fuck toy to use, she begged him to fuck her harder.
He did just that until he could hold back no longer. He rammed his cock inside her, the force lifting her slim, young body off the desk as his shaft exploded deep within her. She felt every blast of his cum deep inside her, felt every shiver and shake as his cock throbbed deep within her and she came again. This time it was so intense that her young body couldn’t cope and she blacked out.
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