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Everything happened so fast, and before I knew it, I was drowning in pleasure... intense pleasure, and that's when I knew I didn't want it to stop.
It all started with a game I never knew existed before in my life, and I was sure it was Riri who invented the game.
The Blindfold s*x Game—that's the name she called it.
The night party was organized at my Riri's place, and I informed my parents I was going to be sleeping over there, and they confirmed this with her.
Everyone was either dancing, rocking each other, drinking, kissing, or smooching each other. The music was loud, and pretty much everyone was enjoying themselves… except me.
I didn't know why myself, too, but I expected something much more fun to happen on my eighteenth birthday—something I wanted, like... s*x.
“You don't look too happy, Lexi. What's going on?” Rihanna asked, coming over to me just after she left the dance floor.
She had red hair, and her eyes always had this fire or energy in them. She was what people called the life of the party, and I was just the girl at the party.
“Riri, I'm fine. I love the party… thank you so much, baby,” I said, and I got this weird look from her; it was her c*****g her eyebrow at me.
“I'm not buying that. Nice try.”
I thought as much from that weird stare she gave me. The next thing I saw was her grabbing a bottle and pouring alcohol into like six cups, and my eyes widened.
“Are you seriously going to drink that much?”
“No. We both are... now drink with me, or I'll kill you. Right here. Right now.”
She passed me the bottle, and although I wanted to refuse, I didn't want to make her sad or angry, so I agreed.
We cheered and drank the first one. Damn, it was hot and burning down my throat, but it felt like my whole body had just woken up.
I tried holding up to prove I could take the second shot, and then we took it, and... girl, did my body light on fire from inside and out.
My stomach and blood were boiling, my eyes were becoming brighter, and the music louder. I kept wondering why the DJ had increased the sound again...
“The last one. You can do this, baby girl.” But I knew I could not do this. This was the first stage of being tipsy, and I didn't want to feel drunk on my birthday night.
Seeing I was hesitating, Rihanna held my hands and pushed it forward for me to gulp it down, and although it was still hot in my mouth and down my throat, my body became lively again, and I was jamming and moving to the loud beat of the music.
“Good girl. Now let's go rock those guys over there.” I was pulled by her to the dance floor. Normally, I would have been shy, but after those shots of alcohol, I wanted to dance and rock someone.
I followed her because I had already picked my target—the guy I had been staring at all through the night, and we had been having deep intense stares throughout.
His name was Flynn, and he was my male best friend.
“So you finally were able to bring her to me,” Flynn said as he caught my hands that Rihanna passed to him.
“Yup. Make sure she is yours tonight,” Rihanna said and grinned mischievously at me as she left to a place full of boys craving her.
“I will,” he said and pulled me closer, sliding his hands around my waist firmly.
Look at me thinking I found my target, not knowing I was his prey all along.
We started dancing, and I was just smiling throughout as his hands moved around me dangerously. His touch was so deliberate, slightly grabbing my ass, squeezing it, hugging me tight, grazing my boobs with his fingers.
He was touching me crazily, and I didn't stop him at all because I was enjoying myself. I wanted him as much.
I spun around and pulled closer to him so that my body could glue together with his. “I have been craving you, Lexi,” he whispered into my ear, and my whole body shivered. My heartbeat spiked up immediately.
I held his hands softly and warmly, showing him I was enjoying his embrace while my waist was moving around his jeans. I wanted it to poke me from behind. I wanted to feel it hard resting again in the middle of my huge ass.
His voice still rang in my ear, and his touches were becoming more intense. We were surrounded by lots of people dancing, and thankfully, the only light shining bright was the color laser light.
Everyone was busy rocking themselves, so I was glad no one would notice.
“I won't stop till you say you want me back.” His voice was deep and seductive, and he wasn't kidding. One of his hands was wrapped around my stomach, holding me in place as I rocked his d**k now that it was poking me.
His other hand was moving up, and then my eyes widened when it slowly went beneath my shirt. My shirt was huge, so it gave him the access he sought.
Was he going for my breast? I asked myself a foolish question. Then I got my answer the next moment when I felt his hands on my breast as he rubbed it and squeezed the breast.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the first squeeze, holding myself from sounding.
And I didn't stop him. I was lost in how daring he was that I wanted to see how far he could take this.
He played around with my breast, avoiding the n****e, and making sure he was building suspense, and I wondered why. Not until his fingers grabbed my n*****s and pinched hard.
“Hmm... f**k,” I exhaled, my hand grabbing his and my head falling back on his neck.
Flynn didn't stop. His other hand had worked his way around, zipping down my bum shorts, and his fingers were diving deeper into my panties, and I finally moaned when he made contact.
This was insane for me. This wasn't me at all.
His fingers played around my p***y for a while till he thrusted a finger inside me when I was dripping inside my shorts.
I was fully aroused and horny all throughout my dancing with Flynn. It wasn't even a dance anymore.
“Say it now.” He commanded me, and I didn't even know when I spat out the words I heard from a mature movie I once watched.
“Make me yours, Flynn.”
“I will… soon.” He stopped touching me sexually and just went back to dancing as he had gotten what he wanted.
A part of me didn't want him to stop, but I knew I had done enough with my best friend tonight. I should push further, so I went back to dancing.
This time, Lexi had danced her back to us with a few of our friends and schoolmates around us.
I moved from Flynn to Maxwell, the chubby one, and then Leo, the black Nigerian funny guy who always had a way of making me laugh.
“If only I could sneak into your heart and steal it for myself,” Leo said as I wrapped my hands around his neck backward while he held my waist in place as my ass made movements around his hard d**k.
“And why would you do that, Leo?” I laughed and asked.
“Isn't it obvious, little princess? I want to make you my Queen so we can rule the world together.”
I giggled at his reply. He was so cute and flirty at the same time, and I enjoyed his company.
Our body contact started getting deeper, and he managed to grab my boobs for a few seconds and feel how hard my n*****s were.
I was really shocked that I trembled slightly under his touch and smiled.
Then he whispered again into my ear.
“Fuck... I love your boobs,” then he turned around and went without waiting for me to react.
I couldn’t help but smile at him. I guess he was playing a bad boy, but he was still cute while at it.
Then Rihanna dragged me out of the dance floor, and we moved to where the DJ was. Then she took a mic and informed the DJ to kill the sound.
“Hello guys... I hope we all had a wonderful birthday party.”
The crowd screamed and cheered.
“It's about time we call it a night… till next time, everyone. See ya.”
They cheered once more again, and everyone started moving out.
I looked at Rihanna and hugged her deeply, with excitement showing all over my face.
“Thanks so much, baby girl. I really appreciate it.” I pulled from the hug and looked at her to tell her my experience.
“I had the best night ever. It was so crazy. I was doing things I didn't know I could do.”
“Hold on. Crazy? Nah… the fun hasn't even started yet.” I paused, my full attention on her, waiting to hear her next word.
“We are about to play a game. Have you heard of the Blindfold Desire?”
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