College Town – Part 1 – Rough Foursome

Vicky was late for the Halloween party because it took her longer than she thought to get her costume ready. She was dressed in an Alice in Wonderland costume that was delightfully slutty. She had on thigh high white and powder blue stockings hooked to a garter belt that sat over her blue and white thong. There were large red hearts at the top of the stockings on the back of her thighs. The skirt on her dress was powder blue and was so short that you could almost see the bottom of her tight ass below her skirt, even when she stood up straight. The dress fit her really tightly, showing off her slim figure and accenting her large, tan breasts which were pushed up by the structure of the dress. She looked more like a stripper than Alice in Wonderland, but she knew that’s what college boys wanted to see. Her friend Ashley was dressed up as Wonderwoman and they were going to the party together. Vicky was excited about her costume because she knew Ashley’s brother Tom would be there.

“Think the boys will like this?” Vicky asked Ashley rhetorically, bending over to show her ass.

“Slut” said Ashley, “I can’t believe you’re wearing that. Besides, aren’t you going to be cold?”

“Probably” Vicky said, looking over her shoulder at her ass and thong in the mirror, “Are you ready?”

“Yeah, just let me get the booze” she said as she walked to the fridge and Vicky slipped on her heels.

Vicky and Ashley arrived at the party and parked in the parking lot across from the house. It was a large party and there were lots of people out front. Vicky could tell the boys were staring at her as she made her way through the crowd in the front of the house toward the front door. She liked having the attention of the boys and made an effort to exaggerate her stride, trying to look sexy as she walked through the front lawn. The music was loud enough to drown out most of what Ashley was saying as they weaved through the crowd, but Vicky didn’t really care much anyway because she had already spotted Tom standing next to a keg out front. He was dressed as a gladiator, his costume complete with a gladiator’s helmet, an armored gladiator “skirt”, wrist straps, and gladiator sandals. Vicky only glanced at him, but she admired his tan, muscular body, his muscular abs, his large pecs, and his choice of costume that showed it all off. She dropped off her vodka and mixers in the kitchen and started making a drink for herself and Ashley.

“Nice costume” said some guy dressed as a zombie.

“Thanks” she said, mostly ignoring him.

“Where’d you get it?” he asked. Vicky was flattered that he was hitting on her, but she really didn’t feel like talking to him.

“Online” she said, turning her back on him to make her drink and giving a generic enough answer that he’d know she wasn’t interested.

“Nice,” he said, ” shrugging it off, disappearing back in the crowd.

Vicky hung around Ashley and talked to her friends while she finished her first two drinks. She was kind of hoping that Tom would have approached her by now, but she decided to get another drink and go out and greet him. He was still talking with his friends around the keg.

“Hey, Tom” she said, approaching him, very conscious of how she looked.

“Hey, glad you made it.” he said, approaching her and giving her a hug with his muscular arms.

She liked the way her hands and arms felt against his exposed muscular body. She let her right hand linger on his oblique as they let go of each other and she looked him from top to bottom, acting like this was the first time she had seen the costume.

“Aren’t you cold?” she asked jokingly.

“Aren’t you?” he laughed, glancing at her tits, then looking at her long, tan legs.

“Who are your friends?” she asked, facing the three guys he was previously talking to.

“This is Greg, my room mate” he said, gesturing toward the guy dressed as a mummy. “And this is David and James, they’re some friends from school” he said.

David was dressed as a demon and had clearly put a lot of work into his costume whereas James had a cheap, store-bought airline pilot costume on — it didn’t fit him very well and he looked very awkward in it.

“Nice to meet you all — I love the costumes” she said, fidgeting with her dress.

They talked and drank for a while before Ashley came outside with Whiskey shots, handing them freely among the crowd. The six of them took a shot.

“I think Vicky needs another one” Tom said, winking at her.

Ashley started pouring everyone a second, scanning the crowd for approval to pour another.

“I think I’m done” said James, the airline pilot. He seemed uncomfortable — Vicky wished he was having fun.

“Come on, James” she said, “I came here tonight to party — don’t let me down!” Vicky pleaded. If she weren’t so sexy and obviously flaunting it he would have declined.

“All right” he said as they cheered and took two more shots in quick succession.

The night was young, but Vicky was already tipsy because she hadn’t had much to eat. The crowd was only just starting to get rowdy and people were starting to dance — some of them already very drunk even though it was only 11:00 PM.

Vicky talked to Greg for a long time about a variety of different topics as she got more and more drunk. Greg looked a lot like Tom. He was tan, fairly muscular, and had pretty eyes. She flirted with him while they talked, even though she didn’t really have much interest in him. David talked to Tom for a while as James kind of just stood around, nursing his drink before Greg finally finished boring Vicky and had to go to the restroom — that gave Vicky the opportunity to approach James.

“Having fun?” she asked, not implying that he wasn’t.

“Sure” he said, “I’m just pretty distracted”

“I have a tendency to do that” she said jokingly, laughing and pushing her tits together with her upper arms.

He blushed and she knew that she probably overdid it. She didn’t even know why she did that. She must’ve been more drunk than she thought.

“I have to drive to Carville tomorrow” he explained.

“Is that North of here?” she asked, really not knowing.

“Yeah, about two hours and –” he said before Ashley interrupted them and proposed another shot — this time to world peace, or some hippy bullshit. They all took the shots except James who went back to nursing his drink and kind of slunk back into the crowd.

Greg was back and started the conversation where he and Vicky had left off. She felt bad that James never got to finish his story, but she didn’t try to reengage him because everyone was now practically yelling in order to have conversations over the loud music. Greg, having built up a little courage, had started touching Vicky’s exposed stomach and sides as they talked, clearly showing his interest in her. Vicky liked Greg, but her thoughts kept drifting to Tom in his gladiator outfit. She was thinking about approaching him.

“I’m going to get a drink” Vicky said, making her way to the cooler next to the keg. “Want anything, Tom?” she asked, motioning to the cooler.

“No” he replied, seemingly distracted by the conversation he was in.

She bent over at the waist to open the cooler, knowing her ass would be mostly exposed by doing so. Tom could see her ass and a bit of her thong as she rooted through the cooler for a mixer for her drink. He nudged David to get his attention, but they were both already getting an eyeful. Greg and James noticed too as Vicky briefly paused with her ass in the air before glancing at Tom, smiling as she stood. Tom approached her and grabbed her by the hand, walking her toward the rowdy crowd.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“We’re dancing” he said, pulling her into the crowd next to the speakers.

The crowd was dancing wildly and Vicky immediately joined in. It wasn’t long before Vicky started to grind on Tom as he ran his hands over any bare skin he could find. She slid her ass over his crotch to the rhythm of the music, wishing his costume weren’t so bulky. They danced for a while, beginning to sweat. Greg, David and James looked on in envy. Vicky noticed, and when the next song ended she ran out of the crowd to drag Greg in.

As she grabbed Greg’s hand she noticed that James had a bit of a boner — he had been looking at her tits as she was walking over. She acted like she didn’t see it as she dragged Greg into the dancing crowd. It wasn’t long before Vicky was was drunkenly grinding her nearly bare ass over the tights that Greg had on underneath his mummy wrap. She could feel his rock-hard dick surprisingly well as it rubbed against her ass and thighs. The dance floor soon became a platform for Vicky’s foreplay as she dragged in different boys, teasing each of them as she grind and fondled them.