The light in the room was dim and Dora was dimmer. She slouched lower in the old armchair. Her head leaned at a lazy angle as she stared vacantly at the crowd. They were all having so much fun. She couldn't imagine being that happy about anything, let alone making small talk with complete strangers.
Even the food was boring. Low fat, lean, and sodium free. If she wasn't going to diet for men, she certainly wasn't going to suffer diet food for the sake of her friends. Not that she wanted to date any of the men here. They were all looking for the choice meat, the prettiest thing in the room, and she was a huge hunk of ham in a room full of prime steak.
Dora was very aware that her attitude sucked and she didn't have much of an excuse for her sour outlook. That's a bit of a lie, she did have an excuse; it just didn't feel like a good one. She was flunking out of college. So her parents cut her off. She couldn't find a job in the shit of a college town and was quickly running out of cash.
Add all that onto her seeming inability to find friends and the 50 pounds she gained after only one semester away from home, and Dora could rightfully say she was having a shit time. She came to college a curvy girl and was now an official fatty. The weight increased her lack of romantic prospects to nil. It was all petty shit but she couldn't help feeling weighed down.
All those years, dreaming of college, she expected it would change her. She thought it would broaden her mind and make her a more complete person. She didn't know it would strip away her innocence and leave hear a bitter hag at the ripe age of 20.
A nice girl with a pretty face sat down in a chair next to Dora and smiled, all friendly like. A week ago she would have jumped at the chance to socialize but that his very moment Dora couldn't muster a friendly response. She only came to the party to get out of her room and avoid the homework that wasn't going to improve her grade average.
Dora gave the girl a polite little smile and dragged herself from the chair. She waded through the people to the bedroom to fetch her coat. With coat in hand, Dora stalled. She looked around the bedroom and thought about returning to her dorm. She sighed.
Dora looked around the room for some excuse or distraction. She could hear the voices in the livingroom, all loud and happy. It was almost midnight. Dora plopped her butt down on the bed and sighed again. She'd leave when the next person came to get their coat.
A couple minutes passed. Dora fidgeted. She looked over at the bedside table. Shifting back on the bed, so that she was seated against the headboard, she stared at the little table. Her eyes darted to the door. Finally she leaned over and rifled through the drawer.
She wasn't looking to steal anything. Curiosity drove her. There were condoms and a vibrator. Lube and some intimate pictures of one of the girls that was hosting the party. Dora chuckled. She put down her coat and went over to the dresser.
She was so absorbed in rifling that she didn't hear the couple until they were just outside the door. Frantically she looked around the room. The closet door was open, so Dora squeezed her oversized self into the packed space. She could hear the voices but couldn't see what was going on.
"Fuck yeah." She heard a male voice say.
"You like that?" The girl teased.
"You know I do."
A grunt and a moan. Then the sound of shuffling clothes.
"Baby, no." The girl chastised.
"I wanna fuck you."
Firmer this time, "Not tonight."
"Why not?" He asked with obviously impatience.
"Because no means no."
"But it's okay to get me all riled up?"
A frustrated pause and then she explained, "I'm on the rag."
"Like I care."
"I care." She said stubbornly. "Heavy petting is-"
He interrupted, "Blow me."
"Fuck you." She sounded angry.
"C'mon." He cajoled, "Suck me off."
"Find another girl."
Dora heard the door slam.
"Don't fucken' tease me with that one, Julie!" He yelled and then said to the room, "I might just take you up on it."
Holding her breath, Julie waited to hear him leave. She heard the door open and then slowly close. Afraid to jump the gun, Dora waited a little longer. She wanted to make sure that they were really gone. A few more minutes passed and she slowly turned the closet knob.
Feeling foolish for her fear, Dora let her shoulders drop and just swung out the door. She stepped out of the closet and looked over to the bed. Dora froze. Zack the quarterback, sans pants and with member peeking from his tidy whiteys, was jacking off on the bed. Mouth agape and completely stunned, Dora met his equally surprised eyes.
His surprise didn't last quite as long as hers. Ever the confident and assured guy, Zack raised an eyebrow and waved a hand.
"You gonna blow me or get out?"
Still stunned, Dora felt too dumb to answer such a question. So they were equally surprised when she walked the space between the closet and the bed, and then knelt down. Zack shook off his surprise, again, and shifted down on the bed. Trembling slightly, Dora put a hand on one leg as a brace and started to lean in.
"Show me you're tits first." Zack commanded.
Dora leaned back and struggled her top off. She was breathing heavy as she unclasped the front of her bra and let her large breasts swing free. Zack made a sound that almost sounded like pleasure. He reached down and grasped the nearest breast.
Her eyes widened with surprise as he pawed her bare flesh. The boyfriend from high school felt like a distant memory. She couldn't remember the last time she was manhandled. In a way, it was nice. A little pick up in her woeful life.
Zack pushed slid down so his dick was in her face. "Suck me."
Dora bent down and took his penis in her mouth. She slid her lips over the wide mushroom tip and down the shaft. Zack moaned as he pressed his hips up. She put a little suction on as she pulled her mouth off his cock.
"Fuck!"
She glanced up at his ecstatic face and felt very pleased with herself. Dora put a hand around the base of his cock and licked down one side. She licked up the shaft and around the tip of his penis. She took just the head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around.
Dora sucked as much of his penis into her mouth as she could. She bobbed up and down. Moving her head, and lips, and tongue to pleasure his penis. He grabbed her hair and pulled her off. Zack slid down off the bed, so they were seated side by side.
"Let me fuck you."
Dumbly, Dora didn't protest as he pressed her down to the floor. He kissed her roughly and with a kind of possession she wasn't used to. His mouth and hands went to work on her breasts next. Dora wasn't quite sure what she was doing but it fell so good that she didn't dare stop.
Zack took off his shirt as she shoved off her skirt and panties. He grabbed a condom from the drawer, shed his underwear, donned the condom, and slid inside her so quickly that she didn't have time to think. She didn't have time to feel self-conscious. He went at her like a man possessed.
Dora winched as he twisted her nipples and manhandled her breast. He didn't seem to notice. Zack put both of her legs up around his neck and pressed forward, to get the deepest penetration. He pounded her so hard that it hurt a little. He was like a friggen' marathon runner. No man had ever fucked her as long or as hard.
She didn't think she was going to come but it was starting to feel really good when she saw the first signs of his release. His grunts and growls began to loose cohesion. He wildly slammed into her, such that it really started to hurt. Dora grimaced and held onto the carpet. His eyes were closed and his face contorted.
His mouth stretched open in an empty sound that signaled his release. He dropped her legs and fell on top of her. Their slick skin skid together as he clenched up and into her. His final thrusts were punctuated by little spasms. Still inside her, he stopped thrusting, and slowly the time between spasms lengthened.
Dora stared at the ceiling. Her breath was heavy and she felt sticky. He was heavy but she didn't want him to move. She was still processing the event. She could feel his breath next to her ear. He slid down slightly and leaned his head against her chest. She felt him shift around as he took off the condom and dropped it on the floor next to them.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asked.
The gentleness of his question was unnerving after the roughness of his embrace. Dora didn't know what to say. He leaned up to look her in the face.
"Did I?"
"Um..." She didn't want to tell him the truth, but she wasn't a good liar, either.
"Did you finish?"
Slowly she shook her head.
"A girl that doesn't lie." He said with a little smirk. "What a novelty."
She watched him slide down between her legs.
"You don't-" She stared but was interrupted as he sucked her clit between his teeth.
He shoved three fingers deep inside her and pressed up into her g-spot. He went at her with no mercy. It was both intensely pleasurable and painful. His fingers fucked her hard and his tongue brutalized her clit.
She opened her mouth to beg him to stop but couldn't get the words out. Instead a moan and then a groan and then a cry escaped her throat. He reached up to twist her nipple and that was the undoing of her. She arched back and felt wave after wave thrash her body. Zack moved away and left her alone in the aftermath of her orgasm.
Panting, Dora watched as he searched the bed for his lost jeans. The sound of laughter broke her from the spell. Dora sat up and looked around desperately for her clothes. He must have noticed her panic.
"Hey." Zack said and Dora stopped to stare at him like a deer in the headlights. "You have fucken' great tits."
He pulled on his shirt and she went back to looking for her clothed, but a little less frantic this time. She had just pulled on her bra and undies when the bedroom door swung open.
"What the hell is this?!" Julie demanded from the doorjam.
Dora pulled on her shirt and shrunk from the drama.
"I leave you alone and you fuck some pig?"
Zack found his pants but remained silent. Dora bit her tongue as she pulled on her skirt. Still not getting a response from Zach, Julie turned to Dora.
"What's that look about?"
Dora signed, "Nothing."
"You're just the first cunt he saw." Julie said, dismissively.
"Keep telling yourself that." Dora cursed herself for taking the bait, but it was too late now.
Julie got in her face, "Like he'd ever fuck you again."
"I'd never say no." Dora pointed at her mouth. She pointed at her pussy. And then turned to point at her ass. She tuned back and faced off with Julie. "I'd say yes. Anytime. Anywhere. To anything."
Julie's nose flared. She was seething. Her lip curled and her hands clenched.
Zack chose that moment to intervene, "Enough, Jules."
Julie turned on her preferred target. Dora could hear the tears and hysteria as it leaked into Julie's voice.
"You fucken' asshole." Julie cried out, "We are so fucken' over!"
Julie stormed out and slammed the door behind her. Zack and Dora were left alone, in the now quiet room. Dora went over to the bed and grabbed her coat.
Without turning she said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have goaded her."
She felt Zack come up behind her. He stood silent for a moment and then she felt him press up against her. She felt his half-chub against her butt.
"Anything. Anytime. Anywhere?" He said against her ear. "I'll have to remember that."
He turned away and she heard him reach the door. She nearly stumbled over her words as she rushed to speak before he could leave. "And no strings."
He stopped and looked back.
"I know there are prettier girls you can have. But not most girls will give you the milk for free." She cringed at her words, regretting how they came out, but he didn't seem to notice.
"A girls a girl, when I'm fucken' her." He said, leaning against the doorjam. "And those are tall words, 'no strings.' Sure you can live up to them?"
"I can say 'yeah' but this is one of those 'actions speak louder than words' things."
"That honesty thing again." He walked over and took a cell from his jeans. "You sure you're a girl?"
"Yeah." Dora replied as she entered in her number and handed him back his phone.
"Maybe I'll call you."
"Okay."
He stopped at the doorway. "Sure you don't wanna ask me when I'll call you? Or demand my number?"
Dora shook her head. Zack grinned and left the room. Maybe it was the orgasm. Or the lights coming up at the end of the party. But the world seemed brighter as Dora left. She felt brighter and lighter.
Maybe life did suck. But there were moments, sometimes stolen moments, that could make it all seem better.
The End.
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