EroticReverie

When I woke up, my head was buzzing, the room was spinning and I was passed out on my best friends bed. Sprawled out in my little black skirt and tank top. My skirt was skin tight, but stretchy, and somehow ended up scrunched up around my hips, with my ass hanging out in a thong panty. My tank top was lifted high on my stomach. When I looked over to one of my sprawled out hands, I noticed an almost empty bottle of vodka and a giant wet spot where I’d apparently, passed out and spilled it all over her bed. 

I pushed myself up slowly , sitting up on her bed and swayed in my drunken haze. My head was pounding, and so was the music still from downstairs. Classic me, classic Yvette, going too hard too fast and passing out, only to have a second coming hours into the party. I picked up the bottle and brought it to my lips and down the last few shots worth before leaving the bottle on my friends bed. 

I pushed my long brown legs over to the edge of the bed, and slipped my feet to the floor needing to ground myself and try to make the room stop spinning. I looked across the room into the mirror and had I been sober i’d have realized what a mess my long wavy brown hair was, but, when you have beer goggles, well in my case, vodka goggles, you think you look like the hottest bitch there ever was. I gave myself a drunken wink in the mirror and tossed my hair over my shoulder , giving myself an inner pep talk to get back to the party. 

As I pushed myself up and went to stand, I realized how little balance I had, especially in these heels, when I crashed into the side bed table, knocking over my friends lamp, which broke and sent me into a now pitch black room. I groaned as I felt the bruise already forming on my hip as I rolled on the floor whimpering. I quickly turned over onto my hands and knees, hiccuping as I decided to crawl to the door instead of walk. I’d need to make a bathroom pit stop before heading back down to the party.

I felt my way across the floor towards the door, bumping my head, before my hand found it first. 

“Jesussfuck” I slurred to myself, and slid my hands up the door, feeling around for the door knob and pulled it open , crawling out the door, tugging down on my skirt, into the dark hallway. I groaned as the muffled music got louder. The bright lights in the hallway were blinding and making my head throb in pain, so I closed my eyes and felt along the wall for the bathroom door.

“Yes” I said when I came to the next door frame and again slipped my hands up and opening the door with a turn of the knob, but losing my balance even on my knees and falling forward onto the floor.

It wouldn’t have been so embarrassing, had I actually chosen the right door. This was the first door on the left, not the second, and I knew that because as I hit the floor I heard a “What the...” and then a bunch of male laughter.

“Yvette?” I heard a male voice that sounded like maybe it was coming out of a tunnel. I lifted my face and pushed up on my hands and knees. I blinked until the guy sitting on the bed came into focus. It was my best friends brother. Vinny. 

“Oh...hi” I said casually as I reached to the desk along the wall to pull myself up, nobody helping as they all took in the apparently hilarious site of my drunk ass falling into the room. 

“What the hell are you doing in here?” Vinny said blowing out a plume of smoke and then passing the blunt in his fingers to one of his many friends standing in the room. 

I jumped hearing the door shut behind me and turned, a tall , bulky guy behind me with a joint in his hands as well, blowing smoke into my face with a grin. I coughed and he laughed. 

I turned my head back to Vinny. “I had to go to the bathroom” I say. 

Vinny stares at me and the other guys laugh and I scrunch my nose at the smell in the room. I was never a fan of smoking weed. I wave my hand in front of my face, to which the guys in the room just laugh more. 

“Wrong door Yvette, god are you that drunk?” he says almost as if he’s disgusted with me. To which I make a face.

“No! I’m not even drunk. I was going to the bathroom, but....” I pause, my drunk mind trying to find an excuse. 

Vinny looks at me shaking his head. “Jesus christ, you highschool kids dont know how to handle your shit...here” he says and leans over grabbing a bottle of water off his night stand and holding it out. “Drink some fucking water”

I look around the room as the guys all eye me, I wobble over in my heels and collapse next to Vinny, maybe too close to him , but my perception is off, and I take the bottle of water after he unscrews the cap and hands it to me.

I drink about half and then gasp for a breath when I stop drinking. 

Vinny chuckles. “Christ Yvette...how much did you have to drink, and why did you think wearing hooker heels was a good idea, when you were going to be shit faced?” he nods to the floor at my feet.

I gasp and turn and look at him. “they’re cute!” I kick my leg up and circle my ankle showing them off.

“You’re going to break your god damn neck, you almost broke your face falling in here like you did” he says, and it’s his turn with the joint again, but he holds it out to me and raises it, offering. I shake my head.

“It smellsslike Skunk” I slur slightly and shake my head again. He laughs.

“Well you smell like a homeless man, with all that vodka on your breath” he teases and I scrunch my nose.

“No I dont...I smell like Versace Bright Crystal perfurme!” I say, and flip my hair and tilt my head and offer my neck, pointing to it. “Smell!”I demand.

Vinny  laughs. “I’m good” he says and I see  a plume of smoke billow towards my direction.

“Seriously! Smell it!” I demand. Vinny laughs.

A second later I feel his nose softly push over the base of my neck and I automatically shiver. 

“Hmm” I hear him say in a low hum, his lips slightly brushing my neck as his nose nudges below my ear. 

“You do smell nice” he says, his voice flat, but deep and it sends goosebumps down my arms. 

Another guy walks over, and offers himself a smell of my neck as well from the other side. I feel myself tense as I inhale as he brushes my hair behind my shoulder and I feel Vinny pull back, and my head tilts to allow the other guy to smell.

“Mmm, that does smell nice” he says and this guy lets his lips brush over my neck and he even kisses my neck and I gasp, because when I’m drunk, absolutely every touch a guy makes drives me absolutely insane. 

When I open my eyes I realize I’ve been sitting there a few seconds too long with my eyes shut, with nobodys mouth or nose, pressing into my neck, just relishing in the afterthought of it. I blink and look at Vinny who gives a little smirk and leans back on his elbows looking at me. I turn slightly to look at him. 

“What?” I say and he shakes his head.

 “Nothing Vettie” he smirks again, and I catch him licking his lips looking at my body. I narrow my eyes at him.

“Stop calling me Vettie” I say. It’s a nickname he’s had for me ever since I was younger and first met his sister. He used to always tease me, and Vettie was something only he ever called me. 

“Whatever you say Vettie” he smirks again. I roll my eyes and mock him.

“Whatever Vettie” I say and the guys in the room give a little chuckle.

I lift the water to my lips and finish the other half and then hand it over to Vinny, and he takes it and sets it to the side of him. I go to stand back up to leave but, I’m quickly planted back on my ass, cause the room starts to spin again as I stand. 

“Whoa” I say as I plant my hands on the bed. 

“Gimmie a minute....and i’ll leave” I say as I groan and lift my hand to my head and then go to lean back on one hand but end up just falling backwards, onto my back, with my legs hanging over the edge at the knee. 

I can feel Vinny laughing , by the way the bed moves and I turn my head and lift my hand and smack him with the back of it on his chest.

“Shut up” I say.

He’s still leaning back on both arms, and he’s laughing , but his eyes are giving me a serious stare down as they flick up and down my body a few times. I can feel that my tank top has risen and has left part of my stomach bare. I can also feel that my skirt has risen again, and the guy in front of me is probably able to see my panties if that’s where he’s looking, which I’m sure he is. So I reach down and try to tug at my skirt, and drape my other arm over my midriff.

I forget to breathe for a moment when I feel Vinny, push my hand off my midriff, and gently grab my hand that’s tugging at the hem of my skirt as he shakes his head at me.

“What?” I ask softly, and he’s leaning into me now slowly, and his hand slips over the exposed skin on my stomach and I shiver.

I hear a few whispers behind me from a few of the guys standing on the other side of the bed. 

He glides his finger tips over my brown skin. Then he lets his hand push over to the side of me, and he slides his hand along my figure, his hand dipping into my curves, and over them. I feel his hand stop when it reaches back to my hip and I look at him as he smiles devilishly and leans in. 

“What am I going to do with you Vettie?”he whispers looking at me and I feel his hand slip down the side of my skirt, and his fingers claw gently at the hem as he pulls it up slowly. I don’t stop him. I don’t let the fact that there’s at least a half a dozen of his college buddies in his room, high and watching me get felt up. Because I’ve always imagine this. always imagined my best friends brother doing naughty things to me. 

I see him grin wide, when my legs automatically spread as his hand dips down and over my panties. I let out a pathetic whimper and roll my hips at the touch of him, I’m already wet. I was the second his nose brushed against my neck. 

“Vettie...what’s this?” he asks pushing his finger over the wet spot of my panties. 

I moan and he grins at me.

“Damn” I hear a guy thats standing in front of me say. I see a few more guys out of the side of my eyes, change their position in the room as Vinny, grabs my panties and pulls. I gasp feeling the tug of the fabric pull between my pussy lips, and I know my lips are hugging the fabric, and I moan again when he tugs a little more feeling the friction against my clit.

“You like that Vettie?” he whispers and I nod. 

“You going to show us what's between these legs Vettie?” he asks , and I nod. 

“Push those little panties down, along with that ....slutty....little skirt” he smirks, and his eyebrow cocks on the word slutty. 

I reach down to my hips and push the fabric of my skirt along with my panties, and I struggle slightly trying to remove them and see him nod to one of the guys, who steps forward, and I feel his hands grab my skirt and panties and pull them off, leaving me in just my tank top and my heels. 

“Spread you legs Yvette” he whispers into my ear. “Nice and wide for me” 

I feel my heart racing and do as I’m told, and I’m not sure if it’s because I’m drunk, or if I’m actually this girl. The type to do things like this at a party, in a room full of guys, only really knowing one of them. I spread my legs , and can already feel how wet I am, without even having to touch myself.

I hear a few of the guys curse, and few give me praises, making the type of comments that only embarrass me, but make me even more wet at the same time. 

“Looks tight” one of them says.

“Looks fucking tasty” another says.

“If you’re not gonna fuck that man, I will Vin” says another. 

Vinny grins without even looking at them his eyes on me.

“I never knew you were such a bad girl Vettie” he says and his hand pulls up my tank top and up and over my head as I lift my arms, still laying on my back. 

“damn” says one of the guys, and Vinny smiles at me, then looks down to what he’s revealed to the room. My brown nipples are hard, and pebbled and begging for attention. Vinny gives it to them, lifting his hand up, cupping one and brushing his thumb over my nipple and I moan feeling the slight tug it gives as he drags it across again. 

“Vinny” I moan in a whisper as I arch my back at his touch. He only grins and leans down and takes the other nipple into his mouth, as he pinches the other between his fingers gently and pulls. I whimper and arch my back, the voices of the other guys, background noise at this point. He sucks my nipple, licking and kissing it, and then drags his tongue up my chest and neck and I groan, feeling the heat pool in my belly , and the ache between my thighs. I can’t believe how much I want this. Wondering if I’d still be doing this sober. 

“Touch yourself for me Yvette” he whispers in my ear. “Show them how you  masturbate when you’re all alone in your bedroom” he says and I feel his warm breath in my ear and I shiver and reach down. I try to lift my feet to the bed but cant with my heels.  Vinny notices and swipes his hand under my leg, holding it behind the knee and then pulling it open. I feel the same guy who removed my skirt and panties grab the other leg, both of them spreading me open as I slip my hand back down and over my embarrassingly wet cunt. I push my fingers down over my clit and into my wetness, shuddering at my own touch ,Vinny and the other guys are each also toying with my nipples with their fingers. I drag my wetness up to my clit and circle it , rubbing. I close my eyes and moan, I feel my clit swollen and in need of so much more than just my fingers. 

“good girl Vettie” Vinny says and I open my eyes and look back up at him but his eyes are watching my hand between my legs and he’s sitting up straighter now to get a better view. 

“You’re pussy is soaked Yvette” he tells me, as if I cant feel it soaking my own fingers.

“I want to hear it” a guy says. 

Vinny looks at me now and licks his lips. “You heard him, show us how good that pussy sounds getting fucked by your pretty fingers” I moan at his words and dip my fingers down and into myself. 

“Damn those fingers barely fit” one guy says. And Vinny knows it’s true by the wince I give when I slip them inside. I move them anyways, and immediately the sounds of my wet cunt are filling a silent room of men staying quiet as can be just to hear me finger myself. 

“Dude, it’s dripping” one guys says, and I finger myself faster as Vinny sits up and takes off his shirt and unbuckles his pants, sitting up and sliding off the bed, behind me. While all the other guys are standing, facing my wide spread legs, Vinny is on the opposite side of the bed, and reaching forward and pulling me to him on my back. I feel myself get even more excited when I realize he’s naked and his cock is there above my face as he lets my head hang off the bed. 

“Open your mouth Yvette” he growls. 

I open my mouth and not even a second later, Vinny is slipping the head of his cock past my lips and into my mouth, and I moan, my hands stops with my fingers inside me as I suck Vinny’s cock.

“Keep fucking that pussy honey” I hear one guy say, and Vinny, gives me a slight slap on the cheek with his cock in my mouth. 

“Multi task Vettie” he says as I finger my pussy as Vinny starts to fuck my mouth , he goes slowly, and I can’t even take half of him in my mouth, but he doesn’t seem to mind or care, but instead keeps thrusting, trying to fit more of himself inside of my mouth, his cock hitting the back of my throat, and I feel him grab my head and thrust faster, a little harder and I start to really gag, really choke, and can feel my saliva dripping  from my mouth onto my upper lips, can feel the tears forming in the corner of my eyes, and blink and feel them fall upwards on my face. 

“Fuck Yvette” Vinny groans and pulls out , letting me take a large gasp of air, before shoving himself back into my mouth. 

“Keep fingering that pussy” a man says, and he sounds annoyed by my inability to focus on what I’m doing while getting my face reamed by Vinny. 

Vinny groans and reaches forward, slapping my hand out of the way of my pussy, and his cock is deep in my throat as he leans forward and he smacks my cunt, and I scream with my mouth full of him, gurgling and choking sounds coming from my mouth, and the sounds of skin slapping skin as he spanks my cunt again. 

“Someone finger that pussy for me, since little Vettie can’t stay focused long enough to do it herself” 

I don’t even know whose fingers they are, but they’re brushing their knuckles against my pussy , playing in my wetness, and Vinny is standing back up straight, and now taking it easier on my mouth as he watches whoever it is, sink what is one large, long finger up into my pussy and I moan.

The stranger wastes no time adding a second and then pushing them hard and fast up into me. I can hear my drenched pussy soaking his fingers, and Vinny’s bed and I can hear the other guys encouraging him to go harder. He does and I arch my back and Vinny pulls out and I scream. I moan loudly , I feel a hand take one of my ankles with the shoes, and start to undo the straps, another hand undoing the other. 

“Someone come feel this mouth” Vinny says as he moves away from me, and a guy with a somewhat smaller cock, and thinner. takes over, and I dont hesitate and I hear Vinny chuckle. 

“There needs to be more party girls like you Vettie” he says and I moan as I feel another hand, and another finger at my pussy. I want to look down but I cant with my face being used by another cock. But I can tell one guy has two fingers in me still, and the other hand is giving me one, making it three thick fingers, stretching me open, my pussy still so fucking wet, allowing them to slide in and out. I feel the sting of the pain as they stretch me and I feel the new guy in my mouth hit the back of my throat over and over. There’s movement on the bed and I feel each hand grabbed, and placed on hard cocks. Once in each hand and I they use my hand to stroke themselves.

“Make her do it” Vinny growls. 

“Don’t be lazy Yvette” he says.

I stroke the cocks in my hands as I feel my eyes water non stop , my saliva pooling in my mouth and making a mess on my face as I gasp when the guy pulls out, my saliva hanging to his cock in a long stream, and  before I can look up, I’ve got cock number three in my mouth and I’m not sure who it belongs to, the only thing I know is he has the same color skin as me, and I let him use my face.

I feel the fingers in my pussy slip out and then feel the cock in my mouth pull out, and the guys getting jerked off, pull away and then I feel strong hands pull at my ankles, sliding me back to the other side of the bed. I slide forward and look up and see Vinny, who i smiling as he looks at my messy face. 

“you’re doing great Vettie” he says before quickly flipping me over onto my stomach with my feet barely touching the floor, I’m on my tip toes when I feel his hand push down on my back , holding me down and his other hand using his cock to tease my cunt. 

“yessmmmmygod” I moan as I feel Vinny push the head of his cock against me, right against my dripping hole. 

“You want it Vettie?” he asks, already knowing the answer.

“Yes” I whine, with the side of my face pressed to his bed, my hands, palm down my fingers spread out and then clutching the fabric as he pushes a little more. 

“Vinny please” I whimper and beg. 

“Fuck her Vin, she fucking needs it...look at her” one guy says  and looks at the guys to the front of the bed now, standing there, dicks in hand, stroking to me about to get fucked. 

“You know what’s going to happen dont you?” Vinny says.

I shake my head. 

“I’m going to fuck you Vettie, finally....I’m going to have this sweet little pussy that you’ve taunted me with for years...., finally going to fuck my sisters best friend....you better hope she doesnt find out...you gonna tell her ?”  he asks.

I shake my head, and with that comes a pounding at his bedroom door and then it starts to open, but I hear it slammed shut and a scream on the other side.

“You almost closed my hand in the door asshole!” I hear my best friend scream from the other side of the door.

“Full house, NO room!” the guy now guarding the door yells. 

“Fuck off, I need some weed!” I hear her yell from the other side of the door. 

Vinny chuckles and whispers. “Should I open the door and let her see me sink my cock into you anyway?” he asks, and I shake my head. I may be drunk, but I know if my best friend finds out that I’m fucking her brother, and was used like a toy, giving his friends my mouth and hands to use to get off.She’d never talk to my again. Especially since she herself isn’t allowed to go after his friends, and she’s off limits to them. 

“Vettie....you’re so fucking wet” he says and I feel him push his cock in, just slightly, just the tip and I let out a moan.

“shhhh” Vinny hushes me as his sister argues through the door with his friend.

“Come back later!” the guy shouts. “We’re busy!”

“What? Doing a circle jerk?” she argues back and pounds on the door.

I yelp as Vinny slides in to the hilt giving it all to me. 

I reach my hands up, and bite at my arm to muffle myself, sinking my teeth into my skin. 

“Jesus fuck” Vinny groans. “Fuck” he says again and I feel him slide out, and back in. He groans and I whimper feeling myself stretch, welcoming him, fitting around his cock just barely. I wince and whimper, still biting my arm. 

“highschool pussy is a lot tighter than college pussy” he groans to his friends more than me. 

“Cmon man, let us get in there” one guys says, and I can feel that Vinny has shoved him away, and he curses at him. 

“Like hell, I’m not stopping till I cum inside her.” he groans. He leans forward, grabbing a fist full of my hair and leans to my ear. “You want that Vettie? You want your best friends big brother to cum inside you?” 

I yelp as he thrusts hard into me “ y-yes” i moan and feel my pussy tighten around him, he groans louder, and growls as he thrusts.

“of course you do” he groans. “I know you’ve been wanting this dick” he says and then pushes my head back down. 

“Yes” I say and he’s standing up straight again, his hands are on my hips and I hear my best friend still cursing on the other side of the door.

“Jesus christ, throw them a bag through the door to get her to shut the fuck up” Vinny groans. 

I hear the door open and then quickly close again.

“Pricks!” my friends yells and either hits or kicks the door, but her and my other friends on the other side leave and Vinny relaxes and starts thrusting again. 

“Look at this fucking ass Yvette” he says , and spanks it and I yelp and manage to push myself up on my hands, arching my back, and I feel his hips slam into my thighs, my wetness dripping down my thighs as he fucks me. 

“More” I moan. And he groans and spanks me again. 

“Harder” I plead and I gasp and wince when the next slap comes, because it’s delicious sting spreads over my ass and across my body like an electric pulse. 

“how come girls didnt want to be fucked like that when we were in highschool?” one guy says. 

“Because nobody is like Yvette, isn’t that right?” Vinny says and spanks me again. I can feel his hand even when it’s gone from the impact it made, and it makes my cunt squeeze tighter around his cock. 

“You think you can ride baby?” Vinny moans. I pant and nod. Even though I’m not sure. I know I can sober, but not sure how much the vodka is going to impair my skills. 

Vinny pulls out and slaps my ass, making me lift my knee up onto the bed and push up onto it. He gets on the bed, laying his head on his pillows at the head board, and I crawl on top of him. He’s smiling as I position myself, holding his cock for me as I slide my pussy over it and lower myself , his hand falling away once he’s back inside. 

“Mmmmm....go on Yvette....ride it” he says licking his lips and tucks his hands behind his head smirking and watching. I put my hands on his chest and start to move, bracing myself as I lift my pussy up and then back down, letting his cock move in and out of me, almost all the way out, before bringing myself back down. I’m still ridiculously wet , and can’t believe how turned on I am. I can’t believe what I’m doing but don’t let myself think about it for too long. 

I bit my lip and moan as I ride him, then pant as I go faster, and Vinny nods. 

“That’s it ...good girl” he grins and watches my tits as I start to move faster, my tits moving up and down. I yelp in surprise when one of  his friends smack my ass. 

I don’t bother to look to see who it was, because Vinny is pleased with my response. He grins wider when I start to rock my hips faster. 

Another slap comes, then another, and I just might cum if they keep spanking me. 

Vinny slips his hands out from behind his head and grabs my hips and then, starts power thrusting up into me, my moans vibrate as his hips make me bounce harder on his cock., my tits shaking and I collapse onto him.

“Yes, yes, yes” I pant over and over as he now grabs my large ass and pounds up into me, then rolls over and puts his hands on either side of me as she delivers long hard strokes into me. His cock filling me, every inch of it inside me. He’s so fucking deep, and he throws my legs up over his shoulders and goes even deeper and I cry out. My tits bouncing on my chest.

“Vettie,....fuck.....you feel so good” he says. “Little fucking Vettie...” he grins.

I want to grin back, but I’m to drunk on vodka and lust to think straight. 

“You going to be out little party favor Vettie?” he grins , thrusting effortlessly, like he could do this all night, and fuck, I pray that he does. 

I nod. He grins wide again.

“You going to let my boys try some of this pussy? Let them fuck you? Let all of us put out loads inside you?” he groans. 

I nod. “Yes....yes..please” I pant.

“Such a good girl” he says as he leans down and his mouth finds my neck and he inhales my perfume again. 

“You smell good Yvette...but you feel...so much better” he groans and then goes harder, faster, my legs comes down and around him, I can barely keep them around him as he drills into me. His head board is slamming and I start to scream. He covers my mouth.

“shhhhhh..don’t want anyone breaking up the party” he grins and then keeps my mouth covered as I scream into his palm, breathing hard, the air in my nose blowing out over his hand as I try to breathe, unable to do so through through my mouth. 

“I’m gonna cum....” he groans. His hand slips from my mouth. 

“Pill?” he asks. 

I nod knowing what he means and he groans as he starts to release. I feel his hips dig into me as he drives deep inside of me, filling me, letting his cum pour into me. He shuts his eyes and grunts as he pumps , just barely, finishing off inside of me, as he curses. 

He hangs his head as he breathes heavily and I admire the sweat thats starting to drip down his face, over his brow. He looks at me and chuckles. 

“Fucking hell Yvette” he grins and slides out slowly, he seems exhausted, but he sits up and spreads my legs wide and moves to the side a bit. 

“Push it out” he says. 

I squeeze my pussy, tightening the walls and pushing down, and I feel it start to seep out. 

“Hell yea” one guy says. 

“Damn” another says. 

“So fucking sexy” Vinny says and he pushes his finger into the stream of cum starting to drip down my ass and then pushes it back up and fingers me, and pushes it back inside me, just to let me push it back out again. I watch him grin. 

He looks over his shoulder. “Who’s next?”