Sinful

My name is Victoria. I was born and raised in a wealthy, loving family. Even if I have a wealthy background, I have always treasured family values and good morals above all. I may be 22 years old, but I don’t really roll with what other people my age do. Until recently…

It was a boring day of autumn. I was at home, trying to learn a pecan pie recipe I had gotten from internet. This was like the 10th time I was trying it, yet I could never get it right, to look like it did in the website. “What am I doing wrong?!” I said to myself, looking at the tasty but ugly pecan pie I had just made.

As I resigned myself, I went to get a knife to cut my creation in pieces to be eaten. Before I could taste the first bite, my phone went off in my pocket. “Who may it be?” I wondered, because it was unusual to get calls on Saturdays. My friends knew I don’t really do much on weekends and that I don’t plan much ahead for them either. Surprisingly, it was my friend Esther calling me.

“Victoria, what are you up to?” She asked eagerly. “About to eat a pecan pie I just made. My usual Saturday, how about you, dear?” I asked innocently, eyeing the pie on the table. “Don’t you want to spice up your weekend? I was invited to a super cool party and I thought it would be nice to take you” she said, her words coming out one after the other so fast that I could barely process what she was saying to me. “Are you inviting me to party?” I asked, still puzzled.

“Yes, Victoria! Please don’t say no” she said, surprising me even more. What was her urge to go out with me? Maybe her usual group couldn’t make it so I was her last resort. “Okay, I’ll go with you. But I don’t wanna be there all night, that’s my condition” I said, and she seemed excited. “Of course! I’ll pick you up later, around 9” she said, then hung up. What even was I doing? It was so unlikely of me to accept such an invitation. I put my phone down and ate my pie.

“What can I wear tonight?” I wondered while looking through my expansive closet. I had many clothes I never used, and I was planning on donating them. Maybe I could put one of these dresses to use before then. I picked a silver dress that went just a little under my knees, and stuck to my figure nicely. “I guess this will do” I said to myself.

I try on the dress before leaving it on my bed to make sure it fits well. It does. I go on with my day and my chores, barely thinking about the party I will assist to later. Suddenly, around 7 PM, I get a call from Esther. She wants me to start getting ready since she will come soon. Didn’t she say at 9? Anyway, I lied and told her I was getting ready already. I went to take a quick shower then get dressed up, and wait for her.

She basically let me waiting 30 minutes before she arrived, and I was already getting angry and regretting accepting this. She came in her car and I got in quickly. “Sorry for making you get ready early, I just didn’t want you to turn me down” she said with a big smile. “I was thinking about doing that but not because I got ready early, but because I don’t like waiting” I said seriously.

“Aw come on, don’t be like that. The party will be worth it. You look hot!” She said, boosting my ego in a moment. “Thank you dear” I said, and looked out the window to the moving night outside the car. Before long, we reached the place of the party. It was a secluded club that had a lot of illumination outside. That made me feel somewhat secure in such a secluded place.

“I love this club. You’ll see why” said Esther, then we made our way in. The club inside was dazzling, with many people dancing. Some of them shirtless, including women. This was a different kind of club. Esther handled me a drink, and I looked at her funny. “I hope this doesn’t have alcohol” I said, and she winked then left to the dance floor. I took a sip and noticed instantly that it had alcohol. I put the drink on a table and when I turned, I saw him.

A beautiful, blue eyed man with black hair and muscles was looking at me from afar, the other side of the club. I couldn’t help but look at him awkwardly, he was so attractive I couldn’t stop myself. I had never felt attracted to someone so burly and unprude. He looked at me all alone then approached me. I just stood there, frozen, not knowing what to do.

“You’re going to leave your drink there, miss?” He asked, then took the cup. “Of course not” I said, and took it back, then drank a shot. My eyes felt dizzy right after. “I was just letting it… cool” I said, and he looked at me with a smile. “Let’s dance” he said. “It seems like the alcohol hit your head, and you need to get it off” he added, then held my hand and took me to the dancefloor.

I was so dizzy I couldn’t stop him. He was grinding me in the middle of the dance floor, and I couldn’t help but feel everybody was looking. “Let’s take a break” he said, then we left to some back room. We sat down in a velvety sofa, and nobody was around. “It’s much better here” I said, and he handled me a drink like the one I had before. “It sure is” he said as I took a sip, then kissed me on my neck. It felt so good, I didn’t stop him. He just continued then before I knew it, he put his hand all the way under my dress and reached for my vagina.

He started to finger it while kissing my neck and I was drinking. I couldn’t stop him yet there was something in the back of my head telling me to stop him. Of course, I didn’t. He made my vagina ooze a few juices, then he took his penis out of his pants. “your turn” he said. I put the drink away and started to suck his penis gently, stroking his balls as I did. After a while, he came into my mouth and I shamelessly swallowed it. Suddenly, Esther broke into the room and saw me on my knees, my mouth full.

“Oh my God, Victoria!” She said with a smile and went to pick me up. “I left you alone for a bit and you became a slut!” She said laughing. “I’m sorry guy, I’m taking her” she added, and the man looked at her with a smile. “No problem” he said. “Let’s go Victoria”.

She carried me across the club and then we got into her car. She started the engine and drove away. “I can’t believe this” she said, laughing. I looked at her and asked her carefully; “when will we return?”. She laughed.

I may continue to live a low key life, but now I like to party quite a bit. And that club… holds many special memories. Maybe I’ll tell you all about them later. xx