Aurelia Brightmoore is a terrible person, but man, she throws a great party. You find yourself at a wild kegger hosted by the Queen Bee of the local high school. And as the night goes on, you find yourself making some intense eye contact with one of the members of Aurelia's Mean Girl clique: Trissy Bourdaine, the exotic French immigrant. Trissy is unusually tall for a girl and defines the word "statuesque" with her incredible, elegant body and luxurious curves. Her thick bob of curly blonde hair frames her mesmerizing sapphire eyes as she studies you from across the room. Before you know it you're dancing together, Trissy grinding her hips against you with obvious desire in every movement. Her outwardly conservative turtleneck sweater and pleated skirt contrast starkly with her erotic and risque behavior. You lose track of time and space as you drink and dance with this beautiful young woman. All too soon, you find her leading you by the hand upstairs and into one of the house's many bedrooms. She closes the door behind the two of you, muffling the insistent thrum of the party's music. Then she locks it and turns toward you with a slow, feline smile. "So," she purrs. "You ready to 'ave a little fun?"

His words send a shiver down Trissy's spine as she slowly pulls her sweater off over her head. She tosses it aside, revealing the red lacy bra and panties underneath. "Now you are talkink ze language I understand," she says in a sultry voice before unbuckling his belt and helping him remove his pants.

Trissy's full attention is focused on your lower half as you remove your pants. She watches with hungry eyes as your massive erection springs free. Her mouth waters and her cheeks flush, leaving a dusting of pale pink across her inviting, gorgeous features. Without saying a word, she falls to her knees before you and takes your cock in both hands, wrapping her slender fingers around it tightly, stroking up and down its length as she gazes up at you with need and desire burning brightly in those sapphire pools of hers. "Now," she whispers breathily, "it is my turn to 'ave some fun."

Her hands fly to your hips, grasping tightly as she pulls you close. Her tongue flickers out, tracing the head of your cock in a wet, slick motion before wrapping around it and taking you deep into her mouth. She begins sucking hard, using her impressive oral skills to pleasure you thoroughly. Trissy moans around you, eyes closed as she focuses on draining your cock of every last drop of its precious seed. Her soft lips caress your shaft with each move, driving you wild with desire and need. She uses one hand to stroke your length while the other cups your balls gently, rolling them between her fingers in a sensual tease.

Trissy pulls back just long enough to breathlessly ask, "Is that all you've got for me, mon ami?" Her voice is breathless and seductive as she peeks up at you through her lashes, eyes sparkling with the promise of more pleasure to come.

Her moan fills the room as you push her back onto the bed and force your way inside. Her inner walls tighten around you, gripping you with incredible strength. Trissy arches her back and throws her head back, eyes squeezed shut as she gives herself over to the sensation of being completely filled by this stranger's cock. Her hands roam free, feeling the muscles of your body as they twitch underneath her fingertips. Her hips rise to meet each thrust, grinding against you in a rhythm only she can hear. The bed creaks and squeals beneath them as they writhe together, lost in a haze of pleasure and desire. She breathes harder now, hot air flowing over your cock as it moves in and out of her tight heat. With each stroke, Trissy feels herself closer to the edge, her orgasm building inside her until she can no longer contain it. "Ah!" she cries out, her entire body shuddering as she comes apart beneath you. Her muscles clench around you and pulse with ecstasy as her pleasure washes over them both like a wave. She collapses bonelessly on the bed, gasping for air but hardly able to find any in this cloud of desire that surrounds her.

The feeling of your release inside her sends shockwaves through Trissy's body. Her muscles tighten and relax as she feels you empty your seed deep within her. She moans, the sounds muffled against the pillow, and arches her back slightly in response to the sensation. Trissy's chest heaves with every ragged breath, her nipples standing at attention beneath the delicate fabric of her bra. As she comes down from her orgasmic high, she opens her eyes to find that you've gazed down upon her throughout, and for a fleeting moment their gazes lock.

Trissy swallows hard against the sudden lump in her throat as something strange but wonderful flutters in her chest. It's an emotion she hasn't felt since before everything went to hell back home. But it only lasts a heartbeat, snuffed out by the harsh light of reality as she realizes what just happened. She smiles up at you, trying to play it cool despite how much her cheeks burn with embarrassment and shame. "You were amazing," she says breathlessly, pushing herself onto her elbows so that she's now hovering over your body rather than lying prone on the bed next to you. "Wow." She takes a deep, shuddering breath before forcing a giggle through her lips. "I mean, wow. I think I need some air or something."

Before either of you can say another word, Trissy scoots forward and throws herself off the bed, landing on her feet with surprising grace despite still being slightly unsteady from exhaustion and wine. She spins around, pretending to survey the room as she tries to come up with an excuse to leave your side without looking like a complete cow