I walked into the main ballroom where the big banquet was hosted by a recent acquaintance of mine. We met several weeks ago, and they were kind enough to invite me to attend as I didn't have any friends.
I was dressed in a red velvet gown. The top part lacked sleeves, only had two thin straps and exposed my healthy cleavage. The skirt was long and skinny enough to reveal my hip size. It also had a cut up to the left side, revealing my smooth, left leg.
Sitting on a chair and feasting on delicious dinner, my acquaintance started giving out their speech. As I tried listening to their uninteresting words, my eyes spotted a handsome figure. He had a strong chin, smooth hair, and dazzling eyes. I felt my heart beating fast, and my cheeks felt warmer. Despite telling myself to focus, I easily distracted myself as I continued to look at him. He was the most handsome man I ever saw. As his eyes turned at me, I looked away immediately.
My acquaintance's speech was long but finally over that I walked out to a restroom. As I was returning to the ballroom, I was stopped by a tall, firm figure. I looked up to recognize that charismatic face.
Instead of telling him to step away, I said to him "Sorry, excuse me."
As I moved out of the way, however, he grabbed my thin bicep arm and gently but firmly dragged me somewhere else.
"What are you do- "
Before I could finish my line, that man interrupted, "Don't resist, or you'll be the one to make trouble."
"I'm asking you, not trying to- "
"Don't ask. Stay calm and act natural if you don't want trouble." That man interrupted again in a soft but threatening tone.
He was taking me somewhere I didn't know but told me to stay calm and would blame me for that. Who was that man? What did he want from me? And why me?
I was ready to ask him just as we entered an unused dressing room. As the room was dark, everything went pitch black as that man closed the door. I heard the lock sound and a light switch. I found myself standing next to the makeup dresser and a dusty mirror.
"What's going on? And what do you want?" I quickly asked.
I noticed his lips grinning. He turned at me and calmly walked towards me. He pushed his hair back and unbuttoned his suit jacket. I didn't understand why he would do such a thing to a stranger like me.
"Don't you remember? I noticed you were staring at me."
As he walked closer towards me, I backed away, only to fall onto the chair.
"Watch where you're going, or you'll end up hurting yourself," he chuckled as he was teasing me.
"Are you making fun of me?"
"First of all, no, pretty-shy," he denied, "Second, it's rude asking a wrong question to someone who tries to be friendly."
I was even more confused. "I don't understand- "
A handsome man put his index finger at my lips to stop talking.
"You worry and think too much. Let's make ourselves comfortable with one another."
"But why me?" I had to ask him.
"Let me refresh your memory, pretty-shy."
I didn't know why he called me that, but he's right. I was born shy and hardly made friends over the years. People I met at school didn't bother to bully or antagonize me, but they didn't dare to try befriending me and pay attention to me. While I didn't mind, I felt like a ghost as I was mainly ignored by those around me. Although some people found me pretty, they gave up on me as I didn't know how to make friends very well or have a relationship, and they couldn't accept my personality.
"You were looking at me during the talking, which wasn't okay because staring is rude. However, because you take interest in me, I shall grant your wish."
Before I could ask him about what he meant, his face came suddenly closer to mine, and I felt my lips touching his. I tried to move back, but he moved forward and pulled me into his embrace. And that's where our kiss started.
The kiss was sweet at first, but it turned into passion as we continued. I shut my eyes and opened my lips, only for him to also open his and easily insert his tongue inside my mouth. The handsome man carried me onto the dresser.
The handsome man wrapped his arms around my waist. His hands reached for the zipper and pulled it down to remove the top part of my dress. I looked down to see my top part around my waist and my bare breasts in front of him. I felt my face heating up and my heart racing. Even my nipples were already hardening.
"They're so beautiful," he said in a smooth, romantic tone as his hands touched my beautiful breasts.
He playfully kissed my breasts while gently massaging them. I focused on his touches that I closed my eyes and fell into an innocent bliss.
Suddenly, it was interrupted by his new touches. I opened my eyes, looked down and saw that he was licking one of my nipples. His hot, wet tongue was gliding on my erected nipple as his strong, index finger was flicking my other nipple.
I released my moans as I had no choice but to allow him to make me feel good. Honestly, I really loved it. I placed my hands on his soft hair, so he continued to seduce my breasts. My moans sounded like I was begging for more, so he started sucking my nipple like a parched infant drinking milk from his mother's breast. Feeling his hot, soft lips on my innocent nipple and his fingers pinching my other nipple, my cheeks became hot enough for me to develop some sweat pearls.
The handsome man moved to suck my other nipple. His fingers playfully pinched my wet nipple. I loved and enjoyed this molestation so much that I felt wetness flowing out of me.
The handsome man dug his hand under my skirt and reached for my underwear. His fingers found a wet spot, and he smiled. He dug his fingers under my wet underwear to thrust into my wet inside.
We heard a sound as he moved his fingers inside me, and it sounded sloppier as he continued. While doing so, he separated them to spread me a little wider.
"I'm glad you never did it to anyone else."
He continued to suck my nipple, pleasure my other nipple with his hand, and moving his fingers inside me.
I arched back as my body shook in orgasm. Afterwards, he released my breasts and pulled his fingers out.
Without hesitation, the handsome man unbuckled his belt, unzipped his suit trousers, and brought out his erection. He brought it under my skirt, pulled the bottom side of my underwear aside, and inserted his penis into my virginity.
It stretched much wider than his fingers, but we were hoping my wetness would help the friction easier. It took a minute or two for his erection to reach the end before he slowly started to thrust his hips.
I held onto his shoulders as he held me by my clothed hips.
His slow thrusts allowed the pain to soften, and the wet friction felt pleasurable. All I could do was hold onto his shoulders and moan softly in response.
Knowing that I wasn't resisting, this handsome man continued thrusting until he gradually increased his speed. We looked at each other while focusing on our connection. With his thrusts increasing, I felt my hips shaking and reaching for another orgasm.
As I moaned and reached another orgasm, he stopped thrusting. He pulled his erection out, which disappointed me. He pulled me off the dresser and said to me in his sexy tone.
"Put your hands there."
I obeyed as I turned around to bend my body and face the mirror. He lifted my skirt a little higher and put his hard penis back inside me.
Holding my hips, he resumed thrusting. Through reflection, I saw him passionately thrusting his hips behind my topless body. My body moved forward and backward in response to his thrusts; I moaned in pleasure as I felt his tip hitting me. My naked breasts jingled like bells during our thrusts.
As I thought all of this was very real, I wished this to last for a long time. I wanted to see that handsome man again and doing this with him again. Thinking of my desire for this, I moaned sweetly and loudly.
As I was close for another orgasm, the handsome man bent down to whisper at my ear.
"I'm gonna cum!"
He rose up to thrust harder and faster.
"Cumming! I'll cum inside!"
Just as he gave me several hard and quick thrusts, he groaned loudly upon releasing his warm fluid inside me. I moaned in response as I felt his warm semen entering my womb. He gave a few more thrusts during his ejaculation before holding my hips close to his to finish.
We breathed some air and patiently waited for his release to finish. As our atmosphere started to calm down, the handsome man gently pulled me for a calm, romantic kiss. His arms wrapped around my bare torso, and his hands reached for my breasts. As we continued kissing, he groped my breasts and nipples, arousing me and causing my former virginity to tighten his tired penis that remained inside me. He slowly pulled it out and quickly fixed my underwear, so his semen wouldn't seep out of me. I put my top back on myself.
After we finished tidying up, the man brought his hand out to me like a gentleman.
"Let's go, pretty-shy."
I gave my hand and held his hand. As we started walking, I felt his semen seeping inside my underwear, and it felt arousing and very good.
As we returned to the main ballroom, we noticed that some people remained behind as many had already left. We realized the event was already over.
The handsome man brought my hand to his face and said, "I hope you have a good night." He kissed my hand before letting it go and he, too, departed. I watched him leave in awe and daze.
Although I never saw that man again, I kept his seed for nine months. In time, I gave birth to a beautiful and healthy baby girl. She looked so much like her father for having his hair and eye colors. I warmly watched her drinking milk from my breast, which remined me of her father sucking my nipples too. Growing up, she became strong, energetic, and supportive to me.
My family disliked my child and wanted nothing to do with her because I bore her without her father involved. When I told them about my pregnancy and that I didn't know who the father was and where he was, they wanted me to give up my baby to an orphanage. But when I refused and insisted on keeping her, they disowned me and forced me to be on my own.
But that didn't matter to me anymore because I had my only family left: my daughter. Though she constantly asked me about her father and his whereabouts, she was happy to be by my side. And I was also happy to have her as my best companion, which was all that matters until we hopefully and finally meet that handsome stranger someday.