by CELENE CAREY
“Ok, so let’s say you have worked out your magic and we have been invited to this incredibly cool party. What are we supposed to do?”
“Well, we need to attend.”
Katrina took some time to evaluate her question. It was a really stupid one. And that only happened when she was a little bit nervous. Yes, she wanted to have the best boys around. But the biggest problem was making sure that she wasn’t going to freak out. So she brainstormed for another logical question any responsible nervous person would ask.
“So, where and when will this incredible party be taking place?”
“Now that is the kind of question that you are supposed to be asking me. The location of the party hasn’t been disclosed yet. They said something about having to disclose the whole thing a couple of hours to the event. That will make sure that only the coolest of the bunch make it.”
Katrina couldn’t really believe it. She was finally among the coolest bunch and that alone made her entire body shiver. She had been masturbating in the shower while thinking and imagining just how incredible it would be to be fucked by Stephen or Darien, two of the hottest guys on campus. And now her best friend Pauline had made it so that she could actually party with one of these guys, surely, one of them or both should be there.
“I know you are a little bit nervous. But I assure you, there is absolutely nothing for you to worry about. As a matter of fact, it would be a little bit easier now for you to get any guy you want since you have all it takes.”
“Really Pauline? That’s really nice of you.” Katrina said, blushing.
“C’mon Katrina, the last thing I would ever want to do to you is lie. So here is the entire plan, we will need to go shopping. Oh, and you will also have to lose those geeky glasses.”
“But I can’t see without them.”
“Good thing we live in the twenty first century. There is this incredible thing called contacts. They will get you all sorted out. Save the thick rimmed glasses attached together with duct tape for those long hours in the library, which haven’t started yet.”
Pauline was right about Katrina. She was drop dead gorgeous. But she just hid all that beauty in the buggy outfits just like her round blue eyes were made inconspicuous by her thick rimmed glasses. Thankfully, Pauline had a stylist fetish and she made sure that she used her expertise as well as experience to make things incredibly amazing for her friend.
It was Wednesday, which was just enough time that Pauline wanted to prepare Katrina for the shopping and take care of her rough edges before they hit the party. Pauline had a huge hunch that most likely the party was going to happen on the weekend. On the other end, that actually meant that Katrina was going to be nervous for the entire week. But the good thing was that Pauline was always there to offer her both comfort as well as assurance.
Two weeks had past, and it seemed the girls were ditched. They got no text about any party. They both felt really terrible. They barely talked to each other. The whole thing had dampened their mood for the two weeks.
Katrina didn’t say it, but she figured, it was nothing but a lie, Pauline had made all the stuff up. Oh, what a best friend.
CHAPTER 2
“Got it! Got it!” Pauline yelled.
“Got what?” Katrina asked very surprised by Pauline’s frantic outburst.
“I got the text message for where the party is going to be at . We need to start preparing. I’m so psyched about this.” Pauline said, still very frantic while staring at her phone like an excited teenager who had just received a kissy face emoji from her crush.
“Got what?” Katrina asked again a bit oblivious but equally frantic about her best friend’s excitement.
“You remember the invitation to the party that I was very busy yapping about? The kind of invitation that you never thought would be possible? We just got invited.”
“Shut up!” Katrina said, her eyes growing wide and getting even more excited than Pauline.
“And guess what? All of the football players will be there. So we need to start our preparations since we only got four hours to go.”
“Four hours!?”
“Yes, only four. That’s how they do it.”
That was the last thing that she needed to hear. But what? Four hours? There was absolutely no way Katrina was ever going to be ready for anything in just four hours. Firstly, she needed to have a makeover which normally took her ages unless her mom intervened. Thankfully, Pauline was there and being the expert that she had proven herself to be, that wasn’t going to take up so much time.
“Are you sure this is a good thing?”
“Don’t tell me you are having second thoughts… are you?”
It seemed Katrina was having second thoughts. But that look of disappointment that was splattered all over her friend’s face made her feel a little guiltier than she was supposed to. She wasn’t supposed to be having such a run with luck only to bail the last minute.
“I’m just doubtful. I don’t think I am going to hack it.”
Pauline got hold of her hand and squeezed them as tightly . Katrina always loved it when her friend showed that she was very concerned about her. It felt as though Katrina’s doubts just varnished in a second.
“Look, I know you are a little bit scared. Interacting with a new crowd is always a challenge. But I promise that you’re going to love each and every single bit of it. You will be thanking me as soon as the party is over.”
Katrina regained some confidence, she felt a bit more assured and didn’t really have much doubts now. And now the only thing that remained was making sure that she rose to the occasion.
“So what do we do next?”
That was the question Pauline wanted to hear all along and needless to say, she couldn’t help a smile. She pulled her makeup kit from her drawer and asked Katrina to hit the shower before she did her make-up.
CHAPTER 3
In the shower, Katrina slid out her panties in nervous thought, she couldn’t stop thinking about how she was supposed to survive in the party. Honestly, it had been a minute before she even attended a party. It crossed her mind, what if, just what if, one of the guys approached her tonight. How far would they go?
And just like that, the thought of the well toned, naked guys started flooding into her mind as she took that slow, warm bath. Imagining hands all over her body, not just one, more than one guy, two or three of them. It was a dirty fantasy that she couldn’t share with anyone, not even her best friend, Pauline. This was one of the most erotic sensations that she’s ever felt and for a moment, Katrina felt the erotic sensation that she knew only too well engulfed her entire body. This was incredible since it had been a while before she had that feeling.
The warm water didn’t help. Katrina found herself sneaking a finger in between her legs and started playing with her pussy while one hand was supporting her against the tiled bathroom wall. Since Katrina wasn’t really good at getting boys to fuck her, she spent most of her time fingering herself and enjoyed pleasing herself, she knew exactly how to rub her clit and exactly how to use both hooked fingers to smoothly comb against her sensitive g-spot to orgasm.
To be honest, she needed to finger her tight pussy to take off some of that steam. The last thing she needed at the moment was going to a party filled with the hottest guys around campus and getting wet after a simple dance. Besides, Katrina didn’t really want to disappoint Pauline and be a party-spoiler, not after every single thing that she had done to get her to that opportunity.
While she was imagining that her finger was Darien, Katrina accidentally brushed her finger against her swollen clitoris and that alone made her whim and quivered. The clit was so swollen that it peeped out of its hood, calling her, begging her to touch it, rub it, please her and now she was left with no other choice but to satisfy with it. Katrina made circular motions with her finger on the tip of the clit and this sent waves of erotic sensation all through her body, causing her eyes to roll back.
After pleas
ing her clit for a moment or two, Katrina shifted her attention to her tight vagina and inserted a finger. The tickly sensation of her finger going up her hole made her cringe a little. This was the hottest thing that had happened to her in a while. At first, she thought she was going to faint as the pleasure that arose at the tip of finger being pushed inside of her pussy and the warm water falling all over her skin, hitting against her stiff sensitive and taut nipples was becoming unbearable.
But she knew deep down that she had a mission to finish all of this in a very incredible orgasm. Katrina always loved having the clear, sticky vagina fluid flowing all over her thighs to the legs. And in the shower she was wetter than ever before.
Katrina bit on the underside of her lower lip while she added another finger inside her pussy. She had to be quiet about masturbating, she didn’t want to be caught by her friend. On the verge she almost peaked in a scream, she caught herself, realizing her friend was still there and the dual act of restraining her screams while feeling the orgasm wrecking every inch of her body, only multiplied the quaking power of the orgasm rolling through her body. The sweet pleasure was just too much, she sunk her fingers deeper into her pussy, withdrew and slammed them back in greedily, slammed them inside her deep, real deep, both wet slippery fingers up to her last knuckles, withdrew them and then slammed them back into her pussy over and over, so fast, so hard so deep. She yelped and immediately plastered her hand over her wide open mouth to muffle her cries of pleasure her knees shaking under her, the warm water pattering all over her skin and the sole of her feet feeling wet and slippery against the smooth bathroom tiles. Her friend must have heard her she thought, she swung her eyes to the bathroom entrance, watching if in any second her Pauline would come inside the bathroom to find out what the noise was about. Now she was in frantic hurry to orgasm before Pauline enter. Her fingers were soaked and felt so smooth deep stroking into her own pussy. She could feel her cum coming building from the very tip of her toes, she curled her toes, pressing against the wet tiles. Her eyes rolled over and she felt weak, about slip and fall, her orgasm making her quiver even so much more powerful because of haste mixed with risk of being caught by her friend, who was just outside. It wasn’t that her best friend would mind, but there were some things that Katrina was more than comfortable having as her dirty little secret. Fucking herself was one.
Her orgasm erupted through her in a massive flood. Her breathing rough and short, her fingers moving faster, faster, her heart pounding hard. It was the best orgasm in the whole world. The erotic sensation that emanated from her fingering was so intense that she lost it completely, squirting all over the floor, some shooting onto the bathroom’s wall. Katrina felt her pussy walls contracting and her thighs trembling. It was a sensation that she knew only too well. The sweet aftermath after a super orgasm. The pulse in her pussy slowly faded to quiet and her breathing was coming back to normal.
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CHAPTER 4
“Are you ready for your make-up?” Pauline asked, blinking as frantically as she possibly could.
At that point, Katrina didn’t really know what to tell her. Pauline had been working on her face for over an hour. Pauline wasn’t allowed to look at the mirror to see how the process was taking place.
“I don’t know what to say, can you just hand me the mirror already? I’m not good with suspense. You know my heart is fragile.” Katrina complained. And yes, she wasn’t really good with suspense. It made her head ache.
Pauline didn’t hand her the mirror immediately. But from the look on her face, Katrina could tell that she was indeed pleased with the finished look. That made Katrina breath a little more with ease. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Pauline handed her the mirror and she quickly looked at her transformation. As soon as Katrina looked in the mirror her jaws dropped to the floor. She was a totally different person.
Her hair which was usually tied in a ponytail was now straightened, and flowing down to her shoulders. She clearly loved how her hair had been coiffured. Her ugly, thick rimmed glasses that she paradoxically loved so much were now gone. And her face was more beautiful than she could remember. Katrina almost cried, but Pauline had to stop her as soon as she suspected a tear was going to run down that freshly done cheek.
“Nope! No tears! I don’t want you to ruin the makeup that I almost broke my back standing so that I could get it perfect. But I totally understand why you are so emotional… you look so beautiful… you’ve always been beautiful.”
“Thank you so much! ”
“Ok, enough of all these unnecessary feelings. Its about that time we head out to the party.”
“I agree, totally.”
To Katrina’s surprise, it only took Pauline a couple of minutes to get her own make up done and she was ready, all good to go. They were both in matching red dresses that brought out their tantalizing cleavages. They walked out of the house hand in hand to attend one of the most coveted parties on campus.
“Hey, we should go ahead and take a selfie. I think this is one moment that will be cherished for years to come.” Pauline said.
The two paused as Katrina took out her iPhone and click a couple of pics for the “gram”. Instagram had become a thing and no wonder all the beaus were making sure to look their best .
Katrina was clearly nervous even though she didn’t want to show it. Pauline always grabbed her hand and squeezed it as if it was some sort of reassurance. She knew that they were going to do just fine and that there was absolutely nothing to worry about. She had been in such parties before and she knew that after a couple of drinks, her best friend was going to loosen up and most definitely have the time of her life.
CHAPTER 5
The house wasn’t very far from their hostel, it was only right outside the campus gate , a huge and outstanding mansion. From the look of things, the person who was kind enough to throw that invite-only party was pretty wealthy, or at least they were from a family of means. The two girls took some time to just admire the whole building without uttering a single word.
“Now, Let me just say this, I want you to be as brave as you can, ok? There might be somethings inside that you may be seeing for your first time.”
“Some things?” Her eyes became huge with a scared curiosity, “What things?”
As she waited for an answer she made a slow worrisome gulp. “What thing?!” She asked in a louder and sterner tone than before. “Look, I need to know what I’m getting myself into before . . .”
“Will you stop being such a God Damn worry-baby for once in your life! Pssh . . . Just live a little already.”
It was almost as if Katherine felt a little bit guilty for already spoiling the vibe before they even stepped through the door of the party. Her angry swollen chest quietly deflated to a calm.
“Ok, Ok, Let’s do this. I’m ready.” Katherine said, trying to regain her womanhood and her cool.
“Are you sure you’re ready?” Pauline asked.
Katrina took a deep breath before finally answering.
“I was born ready.”
“Good. Then welcome to the house of decadence.”
The name sounded a little off. To Katrina, it felt as though it had been lifted from a porn book she once read somewhere. But that was not the issue here, she had made a solemn promise to act cool and mingle even though there was still a whispering thought deep inside her telling her to take a U-turn and make a dash towards the cab which was pulling away from the gigantic driveway. Why am I always such a coward she negotiated with herself and tried to sure no sign of any doubt in her countenance.
Finally they rang the doorbell and was greeted by Matt, Katrina blushed, he had on no shirt, just his jammies bottom. They slowly entered the house, slowly eyeing everything and everyone.
There were some cute guys hanging by the veranda drinking as they checked out the hot girls who were making their way into the living room where the real party had been set up. It was around nine in the evening and it was onl
y a matter of minutes right before the party begun and everyone was excited. Sober, but excited. That was the sign that this wasn’t just another stupid party.
Katrina managed to remain cool, no pretense, she was finally at ease.
A couple of minutes later
A guy came over to where the girls were standing and smiled. Pauline seemed to know just what it took to get connected. The guys smiled and picked Pauline up in a warm, long embrace while he grabbed her ass in a seductive manner. Now everything made sense.
While Katrina was still wasting her time with the orientation bullcrap, Pauline was already handpicking the cutest football players.
“And who is this fine girl you brought with you?”
“Oh, forgive my drunkenness. This is Katrina Holland, my roommate and best friend.”
“Well, it’s an honor to finally meet you Katrina. Pauline has told us a lot about you. And to be honest, you look sexier than she made us think.”