Party Games

I've been invited to a party.   I've never been so excited.  I'd started hanging around with some guys a little older than me about 3 months ago, and they told me yesterday that if I don't go to their party it won't be the same.  

So that is why I am now stood only in my underwear in a closet.

That's right, I am in a closet. 

Why am I in a closet I hear you ask. I have no fucking idea.  

Damien was supposed to be explaining the rules of a game to me. He wasn't doing it very well.

After trying to explain the game to a very confused me he decided on an even stranger approach. 

He told me I am the game... 

"For fucks sake Stephanie,  I don't know how else to explain this to you! You are the game." 

"Fucking hell Damien,  that doesn't make sense.  I am not a game. I am a human.  You can't roll dice on me!" 

Damien looked like he was about to strangle me. He raised an eyebrow and smirked,

"Take your clothes off." 

"What?" I squeeked. "No, you take your clothes off." 

He shrugged, said ok,  and proceeded to strip. Fuck he was hot. Wearing only boxers, he grinned at my obviously beetroot face  and told me it was my turn.

I didn't want to loose face, so without thinking about it too much I slipped off my dress, leaving me in my underwear and heels. 

Then I was shoved into the closet and the closet door locked behind me.

Fuck.

***

o you can guess my reaction after being shoved into a closet, in my underwear, and left in the pitch darkness. I banged my fists against the door and screamed at Damien to let me out.

They laughed at me, I could hear the muffled voices from the other side of the door and I was having a hard time enjoying this game. I can't believe how excited I was to join in with their party.

A million thoughts and feelings fly through me at once. Anger, despair, nervousness, fear, but beneath all of that I could feel the small vine of excitement. And I tried my best to hold onto that and not let my thoughts wander into my suspicions mind. What kind of game are they planning?

I thought I'd investigate as much as I could, which really wasn't all that much. Ever tried to look for clues in the pitch black? Yeah? What about in your underwear on your hands and knees, yeah, thought not.

Well it was bloody hard, and as the fear slowly started creeping back in, I ran my hands across the smooth surface of the closet walls. It wasn't so much a large closet. But it was narrow and slightly longer than the average. About three quarters of the way down I finally felt something...

There were letters engraved in the wall.

C... L... O... R... Y.

Who the fuck is Clory, or what the fuck does it mean?

The other side of the door has gone silent and I hold my breath waiting to see what's going to happen. My heart spikes and nervousness rides me well.The other side of the door has gone silent and I hold my breath waiting to see what's going to happen. My heart spikes and nervousness rides me well.

I hear a low scuffle and slowly press my ear against the wood. I strain to hear their voices. They're whispering and if I'm not mistaken, there's more people in there now.

The whispering gets closer and I

The whispering gets closer and I now they're closing in on me. I move more to the left and sliding my hands along the wall as I go, I come across another clue to the game.

now they're closing in on me. I move more to the left and sliding my hands along the wall as I go, I come across another clue to the game.now they're closing in on me. I move more to the left and sliding my hands along the wall as I go, I come across another clue to the game.

My finger slips against the wood, and I've found a hole. I move further along and there's another, and another, and another. 4 holes in turn.

Perhaps there were a couple of doors here. I'm unsure what's going on but I do realise there's no light coming through. This is the next room. What are they doing in there, and what are they whispering about?

I'm not kept guessing for much longer when all of a sudden, with a deep clicking sound, light pours through the holes and small monitor screen lights up behind me showing me the insides of my small prison.

All I can see through the holes are people's waists, and unfortunately because they're so close to the closet,I can't tell who they are.

I turn around to check the monitor when a message in the brightest of pinks pops up to welcome me.

Stephanie, you have accepted the game challenge. In less than 60 seconds the game will begin and the live feed will be linked to an account to be viewed. If you would like to remain anonymous, the mask is below this screen...

60...

59...

58...

Shit!

I quickly grab the mask from beneath the screen to find its a pretty lace eye mask in black. I'm unsure if this will hide my identity, but am just hopeful that it will.

I tie the satin ribbons behind my head and spin back around. That's when I notice my mistake.

The word HOLE is beneath the word I had assumed to be CLORY. I'm in some kind of Glory Hole closet. What the fuck?!

I check the timer and it's down to 15. I feel ashamed of myself, because I know I'm going to do it and I'm not really sure why. A small bubble of adrenaline rides along my veins and I slowly get excited but the shame washes over me at the same time.

I'm confused, horny and slightly terrified.

6...

5...

4...

3...

2...

1

                           ~~*~~

Before I know it there is a huge cock before me and I'm nervously sticking out my tongue all for a game. I know they won't let me out before I've participated.

I slowly lick the tip of the cock and hearing a muffled groan from the other side of the wood, I feel perhaps it isn't going to be as bad as I fear. I swirl the tip of my tongue around his large bulbous head before sucking on only the tip.

I'm ashamed to say my panties became damp quickly. Even more ashame to admit the fact that I'm sucking cock through a layer of wood had me so aroused. With no idea who it was I was performing oral on only seemed to excite me further, and before I knew it I had one had down the front of my pink silky thong and my mouth wrapped around a strangers cock.

When he came, it came as a surprise and filled my mouth, overflowing and dripping down my breasts.

I could have cum there but the cock slid from the hole seconds before another popped through further down the wood. Like a cock hungry Harlot, I scuffled on my knees to quickly fill my mouth again.

I wasn't so slow to begin this time. Like a starved animal I sucked on my treat hard and fast. This person thrust in and out of my throat rather than allowing me to set my own pace. My finger thrust in and out of my own soaking pussy and this is the point I realised what a slut I was being.

I didn't care. Not in the slightest did I falter in my cock sucking. I held back my moans and as my arousal rose, my pace quickened. I felt this orgasm of his coming. His thick cock pulsing inside my small mouth, allowing me to swallow my saliva and prepare for the onslaught.

But it didn't come. He yanked away from me, denying me his juices and I felt like a naughty girl being reprimanded for bad behaviour. It did nothing but make me hornier. How the fuck is this possible?  What on earth is wrong with me?

By the time the third cock squeezes it's girth through the hole I'm far too ready to only use my mouth and I remove my underwear quickly, turning to face the monitor, I lean my backside against the wall and let the big thick cock penetrate me. He thrusts in and out of my eager soaking cunt and like some kind of primal beast, I welcome all of it. I stare at the monitor ahead of me as I'm fucked through the wall. Gripping tightly onto my tits I watch the count of viewers go up and up until it reaches his thousands.

I feel like a filthy naughty girl. Doing things so wrong, so despicable and dirty. And I fucking love it!

After a minute or two, he stops thrusting his cock although it's still as hard as rock and I realise in his own way he is setting me a challenge.

I pull forward and then slam my arse back against the wall. I feel like I should feel humiliated. All those people watching me fuck a cock through the wall. I'm literally riding the dick through a hole and It couldn't have been hotter. My pussy begins to clench with an oncoming orgasm when the door slams open and Damien comes charging towards me.

Although he wears a fancy black masquerade mask, I still know it's him. I don't stop my movements. I just don't want to. And Damien takes mere seconds to remove my bra, and then grabbing my hair slams his long thick cock to the back of my throat.

His strength keeps my backside against the wall and I'm pumped into again and again by a strangers cock.

Damien removes his dick from my mouth and covered in my thick saliva grabs my tits before sliding his cock between them. He wants himself with my tits hard and fast just as the man behind the wall screws me.

My orgasm is huge and I scream out loudly, trying to scratch my nails into the wood behind me.

"Shut the fuck up slut!" Damien growls in a dominant manner I'd never heard before. Perhaps my slut brings out his dom. And then he's fast to silence me. His cock again in my throat, muffling any noises my ongoing orgasm causes.

The thrusts in my cunt speed up and get slightly harder forcing on another orgasm right away. Damien does the same and pounds into my mouth hitting the back of my throat with each perverted thrust.

And then they're done with me....

The cock fucking my cunt just leaves me. And it's only seconds after, that I hear a door slam in the distance. Damien grips my hair tighter and fucks my mouth like the hungry slut I obviously am. When he comes, he holds himself deep inside my throat, forcing me to swallow every last drop of his sweet salty juices.

Never play games with a group of hot older boys. Unless you're like me. You never know... You might like it.