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** OOC **
All characters and events in this story are completely fictional!
I'm looking for one dominant and particularly perverted writer, interested in playing as Derrick. The story itself will have quite a bit of build-up, taking place entirely in the party. If this is your cup of tea, please send me a private message.
My character: Ashley
Ashley McIntyre is a twenty year old student, studying Business Administration at a private college. She is a mostly quiet type, focusing her time and energy into studying and working out, while her two closest friends seem more interested in popularity. Her boyfriend in particular is the worst when it comes to this, considering he tries his best to impress Derrick, some cocky jerk who torments Ashley with his sleazy antics.
Tall (5'10"), fit and busty - Ashley is the center of attention around the dorms. However pretty she is, most of the attention seems directed towards her ass, which drives her crazy with insecurity. Derrick in particular enjoys teasing her with that, on account that it spurs a reaction out of her...
** IC **
It was about 8 PM, one hour before the house party. We were just done with our finals, and as Sophomore students we really wanted to loosen up and enjoy ourselves. At least, that's what Mindy told me when she brought up the subject. Personally, I was never too big on the idea of drinking, especially seeing as we were only around twenty years old. Of course, I was the exception to this, being a bit of a prude when it came to well...everything. Truth be told, the only reason why I even contemplated going to this stupid thing was to call out Henry, my stupid boyfriend, on some stupidity he pulled about a week or so ago.
I was at his place, helping him (or trying at least) to study for his Calculus 1 exam. Things were going great, up until he started drinking some cans of beer for "preparation" for the big party held at Mindy's Sorority house. I thought he was being a complete idiot, all in part to hanging around with his idiot Fraternity group. Nevertheless, once we did enough work, he passed out on his bed. Now I love my Henry, but he is such a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, as much as he'd like to pretend otherwise; one or two cans of beer and he was ready to go to sleep. Instead of going home right away though, I found myself lying down next to him, playing with his phone while mine charged. It wasn't until I saw that he gotten a text message from Derrick, that my blood began to boil. Why was he texting this jackass, despite his advances on me?
Derrick was the leader of the Fraternity group that Henry wanted to be part of. I've been with my boyfriend since high school, and I can tell you that he's the sweetest guy around...but has always wanted to be part of some popular clique. So, when he was invited into this Fraternity, he was ecstatic. Derrick is actually the guy who made it possible, and he didn't do it because "he saw a lot of potential in Henry". He did it because he wanted to get closer to me (and believe me, I never had the heart to tell that to Henry, at least not directly).
The guy has made my life as difficult as possible since I arrived on this campus. From asking all my friends about me, to trying to creepily join me in my morning jogs around campus, I had to deal with his sleaziness. What is more, was that he was obsessed with my body - or more specifically, my ass. Really. He was (at least according to Mindy) responsible for that disgusting nickname I have around campus - "Assley", or "Big Butt Ashley" depending on the person who said it behind my back. I, as much as any girl, hated to be objectified but I was especially insecure of my behind, considering how much exercise I did in an attempt to reduce it...but genetics were not in my side. I was fit and thin everywhere, except with my boobs (30D cup) and unfortunately, my ass.
So, imagine my surprise that when I was going over his texts Derrick, that I found this disgusting series of events:
Henry > "yo so okay, I'll bring Ashley to the party"
Derrick > "Great. Can't wait to see if I can fuck her brains out at that party"
Henry > "lol come on she's my gf"
Derrick > "It's just a compliment! who are you with right now?"
Henry > "just chilling with Ashley. she fell asleep watching netflix tho, so i might just leave."
Derrick > "Take a picture of her ass before you go!"
Henry > "bro."
Derrick > "Come on, I do all sorts of favors for you and you can't do that??"
Henry > "ok ok. well take a look at this then"
Derrick > "Fuck. Yes. Now I can jerk off to the idea of pinning her to the floor and slamming against that fat ass until my cock falls off."
Henry > "dude wtf"
Derrick > "Again it's a joke. Come on, I thought we were brothers."
Henry > "ok ok ok"
Derrick > "Still. Want to make a bet? I bet you that I can get into her girls pants next week."
Henry > "dude"
Derrick > "Yeah it might be too unfair. You have to help me just a bit every now and then."
Henry > "what"
Derrick > "But if I lose, you get something too."
Henry > "Im listening"
Derrick > "If I lose, I'll give you the keys to my Mazda"
Henry > "ok deal. cant wait to have my hands on those keys"
** NEW **
Derrick > "Don't forget our wager! Help me prep."
It goes without saying that I was fucking disgusted and tossed Henry's phone. I got off the bed and walked around in circles around Henry's room, thinking of hitting him senseless while he was asleep. But right before doing so, I thought to myself - what a better way to get back at him than to call him out at the party? Maybe I could snap some sense into him by just having fun with Mindy, occasionally talk to Derrick and tell him that I found out through his idol? Maybe I could potentially scare him enough that he'd leave the stupid Fraternity and come back to being the sweet guy I once knew?
That's the reason why I just went with the flow, although I'm sure that Henry could see that I was a little bit on edge recently. Even so, he had no problem going to the party with me, his hand holding mine as we stood a few steps into the Sorority house, with Mindy answering the door - barely audible as music blasted from inside. We were about half an hour early and already it looked like the party started.
Dressed in a simple long sleeve shirt, pair of jeans and running shoes, I walked in with Henry and stood around with Mindy, catching up some the latest drama that happened this week. But I knew that tonight would be anything but simple, thanks to my idiot boyfriend and his jackass friend.
