¶ An Evening Party Observation
This episode contains verbal degradation between two consenting adults. Please listen at your own discretion. You see that guy over there? He's wearing a beanie and um black pants. Thanks. He's talking to Lindsay. Yeah, why is he wearing that? It's so hot outside. That's Jeremy, Ricky Zack. You know the guy I told you about who started a GoFundMe to buy a drone? He's like some big time cinematographer now or something, but he acts like he doesn't know me every time I see him.
Hm. Okay. Got it. Jeremy, asshole, unseasonably hot hat guy. Uh and behind him that's um David? Your old uh co worker from the bookstore. Look at you. You've pretty much got my entire friend group down. I'm impressed. Well, since I'm the only guy here who doesn't know every person in the room, and very likely the only one who doesn't work in the film industry, I thought I'd study up a little and make a good impression. You're doing great. Everyone loves you. I'm gonna grab another. You want?
Uh yeah, sure. I left that uh six pack in the fridge. Grab me one. Yeah, be right back. I watch you maneuver through the mass of your friends and acquaintances, grinning and nodding at everyone as you go, stopping every few steps to greet someone you haven't spoken to yet. You're in your elements, surrounded by people you've spent your entire young adulthood with. Although all of you are now well into your thirties.
accomplished careers, plans to travel the world, you know, and everyone with some kind of um thing they're working on. And then there's me, the new boyfriend, the only stranger at the party. You called this our couple debut, and well, you've definitely been showing me off a bit. Introducing me to old college friends, their partners, and their partners' partners. It's uh it's all a bit uh much. And kind of a different scene than I'm used to. But um
I like it. Oh well, I like you, so I'll gladly put up with the night of being the old man out. I finish the last couple of sips of my beer and lean against the doorway into the hall. It's kind of fascinating. No, just watching a party from afar, observing it all. You've been gone a little while, but you probably just got held up talking to someone. I peek around the corner to see if I can spot you through the mass of people near the kitchen. There you are
¶ Unexpected Jealousy Ignites
I can see a little bit of your backside leaning against the counter. Two beers in your hand. You're talking to someone, but I can't really see who. And you look really good tonight. I don't know what it is exactly, but I just I feel some kind of pride or something being with you. Like your presence in my life is such a gift. I I'm just I'm glad you like me as much as I like you.
I should probably stop staring. Uh maybe it'd be best for me to exercise my social skills a little and talk to someone while you finish your conversation with uh Whoever that guy is. Hmm. He's not someone you introduced me to. Maybe he just got here. Uh kinda seems like you don't know him either. He's standing He's standing really close to you. And I can see him looking you up and down. A little smirk on his face. Yeah, I know that look.
He's leaning against the countertop, his body angled towards yours. He's just trying to get close to you. Yeah, not touching you, but looks like that's his intent. Fuck. I failed. Dam, is this jealousy? I don't know, uh that's not really me, but um possessiveness? No, no, just being protective, maybe. I don't know. I just I feel something. The way he's looking at you.
Ah fuck, that just should I go over there? No no you can handle yourself, and I don't need to start beef with any of these people. I swallowed down my discomfort and push my hands into my pockets. Something just isn't sitting right with me. About him. It's like Hey, sorry about that. Got stuck in another conversation. Here. Yeah, I saw. Oh yeah, he was coming in a little strong there, but he backed off as soon as I mentioned the B word. A B word? Boyfriend? Hey, come here. Come here.
He really got you worked up, huh? Um yeah. Yeah, I guess so. Yeah, I uh I've never really felt like that before. Wow. Honestly it's Kinda hot. My gaze snaps away from the crowd and down to your eyes.
¶ Escalating Desire and Flirtation
You're looking up at me with this little smurg and Oh You're recking me on. I snake my arm around your waist and pull you against me. You manage to set your drink on the counter behind us before threading your fingers together round the back of my neck. I catch a hint of your perfume as I lean forward to speak directly into your ear. How is it? You like seeing me like this, hmm? I kinda like this side of you, yeah. Your eyes are dark and mischievous as you lean harder into me. Fuck!
You're toying with me. And uh I really, really like it. I get it. I mean, you feel like you have to. Claim what's yours, right? Yeah. I guess I do. Guess you'll have to wait until we get home then. I don't think I want to wait that long Mmm.
¶ Private Submission and Control
I grab your hand and pull you swiftly down the hall, away from the crowd of your friends. I don't know where I'm going, but I need to have you. Now I open a random door on the right and pull us both into one of the bedrooms. Get in here. It's pitch black in here, save the crack of light coming from underneath the door. I can barely see I stumble over something. I I don't know what. Your hands tighten around my arms to hold me steady. Sorry, sorry. Okay, come here.
I walk you backward until you're up against a wall. I keep you pinned there with my hips pressed against yours while you thread your fingers at my hair. Oh Mm-hmm. I trail my mouth over your neck and bite down. Not hard, but enough to make you jolt a little. I grab your dress in fistfuls and pull it up over your hips. Oh, the feeling of you pressed up against me.
Oh my god, there's just something so intense knowing that just outside the door is pretty much the entirety of your social circle. And they have no idea that you're in here about to get railed by your boyfriend. Case any notices. and quiet. But um that might be a little difficult for you, huh? Shut up. Hidden please. Uh huh. I lay my hands on yours, stopping you from taking my dick out. I lift your wrists over your head and you become pliant and malleable, letting me move you however I want.
You usually have something to say when we're in bed together. You like dirty talk, but right now you're silent except for those soft gasps and little moans. I curl my hand firmly, but not hard around your jaw and tilt your head to the side. I keep your wrists pinned with one hand and let the other drag over your nipple through your dress. I squeeze it between my fingers, tugging harder as you squirm against me. Is this what you want? You want me to show everyone who you belong to? Fuck yes.
Who do you belong to? Huh? Tell me who your pussy belongs to. Oh, yours. It's all yours. Thanks for listening to this audio desire's original story. But this story is too much. for most platforms. To listen to the full story, head on over to Free user, you can listen to stories every month. And if you upgrade to premium, you instantly unlock hundreds of stories and guides. What are you waiting for? Go sign up now.