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Name: Chantel
Age: 20
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Chantel had been at her new college for a week. She has only made one friend (Abbie her roommate) so far and she had spoken to a few people too. In one of her classes she had talked to a guy. She found him quite attractive and when he invited her to a party of course she said yes. She wanted to get to know this guy and a party was a good place to make some friends. She wanted to have some fun tonight. The move had been stressful. She walked into the party with her one friend Abbie. Chantel ran her fingers through her hair. She looked around. The party was loud, alcohol was flowing and people were all over each other. Chantel was looking out for the guy from her class.
 
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Tommy cruised through the party, always finding an open path through the crowd, his eyes alert and scanning. He had just a couple "party bags" left to sell before he could relax and enjoy this party. He caught the eye of another regular customer of his, and made his way towards her. The transaction was quick, effortless, and well practiced. A hundred dollar bill slipped into his hand, and the party bag slipped into her purse, a quick "thank you" and a kiss on the cheek, and he disappeared into the crowd again.

A couple minutes later, he had found his last customer, the exchange completed, and he was finally able to make his way to the beer table in the back, his profits safely tucked away inside his black leather jacket. He got his beer and guzzled it, refilled, and then looked around the party again. He was looking for the blonde from his Sociology class. She was smoking hot, a transfer student he recalled, and she had given him "that look" when he had told her about the party. He had prepared a special party bag just to share with her, if she was down.

He had a feeling she would be. Now, just to find her...
 
Chantel was looking around taking in the party. She had never been to such an amazing party. She was enjoying this party so far but hadn't found the guy she was looking out for her. She ran her hand through her hair going into the kitchen. She poured herself a strong drink.

Her friend Abbie was off chatting up some guy. She leaned against the kitchen side drinking her drink. She was looking out of the window at the night sky. The stars were so pretty. She really wanted to see the guy from her class. She finished her drink and poured herself a shot. She downed her shot.
 
When Tommy found her then, it was in the kitchen, throwing back a shot, gazing out the window at the stars. He came up behind her, not calling out to her just yet, his eyes drinking her in. The dress she wore was killer, gold and shimmery, and clung to her round ass like that was its sole mission.

“Well well,” Tommy said, coming up behind her and looking out the window with her, his hands finding her hips, his own crotch just barely brushing across her butt. “I’m glad you made it, but the party is behind you.”

He was already reaching into a pocket to pull out the bag of “party favors” he had specially prepared. Drugs, of course, unidentifiable to the unlearned eye, but the bag contained pills and bagged powders and one big leafy green nugget.

“I thought you’d be down for a good time,” he said as she turned to face him.
 
Chantel knew tonight she was looking so hot. She felt hands on her hips and then his crotch against her ass. She turned around and looked Tommy over thinking he looked so damn hot tonight. She smiled at him.

“I know where the party was but I wasn’t interested until you came over because the rest of these people aren’t on my level.” She said. She grinned at him playfully. Her eyes were only seeing him and she didn’t care about anyone else here tonight.

“Oh I am always down for a good time.” She said playing with her long hair. She was young and ready for a great time with him. She liked him a lot and wanted him. “So we going somewhere private?” She asked stroking his chest.
 
Tommy smirked, his eyes glued to hers, her words sang in his ears. He had an idea that she was into him, but he hadn’t figured she’d be quite so eager.

He winked at her. “Well, to be honest, my business here is finished,” he said, “and if you don’t especially want to be here, well, we could just keep this party rolling at my place.” It was a suggestion that was terribly bold, and he wasn’t sure it would work. After all, they barely knew each other’s names! Chantel, wasn’t it, he wondered, and was pretty sure he was right.

“My car’s around the block, I’ll give you a ride, come on.”
 
Chantel had thought he lived in the Frat House like all the other Frat boys. “Do you not live here with your bros?” She asked him. Tommy was so extremely hot and she wanted him a lot. They were young and dumb. She was up for a fun night. “Where do you stay then?” She asked. She hadn’t given him a yes yet she wanted to know where he lived before saying yes. Her small hand ran through her long locks as she smiled at him.
 
Tommy smirked playfully and shook his head. “I’m not a part of any frat,” he explained. “These guys aren’t on my level,” he said.

His fingers toyed at her hips, slipping just under the fabric of her dress, and he tugged her close to him, their thighs touching.

“I’ve got an apartment on the other side of campus,” he said. “We would have a lot more privacy there… But we can get our little party started right now if you like.”

He reached into the plastic baggie and pulled out a couple of round pills, each stamped with a little heart shape. It was ecstasy, a fast-acting mix. He held one up to her pouty lips and looked into her eyes, the gleam in his own practically daring her to open her mouth and take what he was offering.
 
He got his bag of pills out. He held a pill to her lips. He was looking into her eyes. She could see a gleam in his eyes. She opened her mouth and she stuck her tongue out and took the pill. She swallowed the pill.

“Let’s have a few drinks before we go. I also want to see if you can dance.” She said. She pulled his head to hers and she kissed him passionately. She stroked his back softly. Her tongue slid in his mouth and played with his.

She was ready to have some real fun tonight. She liked him and was young so thought any fun they had would be fine because she had no commitments. She thought he was so hot and she wanted him badly.
 
He watched as she swallowed the pill, and then she was kissing him, aggressively. This was going to be a very fun night indeed. A hot little blonde, down to get high and mess around, what more could a guy like Tommy want? He kissed her back, and nodded at her suggestion of more drinks.

He poured out some vodka shots for them both. The music was thumping and loud. He picked up one of the shot glasses.

"Bottoms up!" he said, and threw his shot back, swallowing the harsh liquid down.
 
Chantel downed her shot. She ran her hand through her hair. She was feeling a little tipsy. She had been drinking for quite a while. She felt really alive and ready for so much fun. She heard one of her favourite songs come on. She grabbed Tommy’s hand and pulled him to where the frat boys had made a sort of dance floor. “Dance with me.” She said moving her body to the music. Her body moved so sexually naturally as she danced.
 
Tommy followed Chantal out onto the dancefloor, and he was eager to dance with her. He didn't need an invitation to get his hands on her and pull her close, letting her sexy, writhing body rub against him in some very delightful ways.

In very short order, her rubbing her tight, firm butt on his crotch inspired his manhood to stand up and take notice, and a considerable bulge was quite obvious in his trousers, rubbing right between her butt cheeks!
 
Chantel could feel Tommy liked her an awful lot when they were dancing together and it made her blush a little in a good way of course though. She was enjoying turning him on. She turned to face him her boobs up against his chest. Her breath on his neck. “You think I dance good now wait till you see what a private dance is like.” She laughed whispering into his ear. Her hands moved over his body. “You want to see a private dance from me then take me home and I will show you.” She whispered once again to him and then playfully nibbled on his ear.
 
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