A Mistaken Identity

Hector's daughter hosts a party with drunk and horny college students. Hector comes home early from a trip and is greeted by bass and a drunk college girl

A mistaken identity, themes of free use, and a drunk college cheerleader all make for a good time. Enjoy. It's been a while since I've written a story. I hope you all enjoy.

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The bass line was hitting heavy from the first floor. The rowdy college students were snarling and barking and drinking to their hearts content. I wasn't supposed to be there. I pushed my way through the quorum of drunk students and made my way to my bedroom. I'd left my luggage in the car–figuring I could get it later. It would be easier than dispersing the riot in my kitchen.

My hand pushed the door open. It creaked loudly. I needed to get it fixed. The bedside lamp was turned on and a pile of a person was in my bed.

I sighed. One of the cheerleader girls had got too drunk and found a bedroom–my bedroom. I considered my next action while looking at her.

She was a small girl, petite, she had dark black hair and a pale complexion. She had one leg tossed over the comforter and another hidden beneath. She was curled up in a fetal position. She looked cute. Not that it mattered to me what she looked like.

I approached the bed–

She looked up, "Oh, you're here. I thought you said you had to go home."

I stopped, confused. She thought I was somebody else.

"No. I'm–"

"Get into bed… I'm so tired."

I moved to the bedside lamp and looked down at her. "I'm Madison's dad."

"Huh?" She turned around, her eyes still closed. Her hand reached out and touched my thigh. I took a step back. "Stop being stupiddd."

"Honey, how drunk are you?"

She laid on her back, kicking the comforter off. Her hands went down to her side and she made an angry face–her eyes barely opening up.

"Not that drunk."

I laughed. "Do you know who I am?"

"Stop being annoying and get into bed, Ryan."

I bit my bottom lip. The girl, whoever she was, wore short shorts and a tube top. The shorts revealed her shiny shaved thighs. I loved the look of them–smooth and sizable. When she moved they moved around in a way only nubile skin does. She had a small waist and her breast were partially contained by a tube top that had ridden up to reveal more of her skin than she probably intended.

I kneeled down and grabbed her hand. "Honey, look, open your eyes."

She frowned and glared at me. "Yeah? What?"

"I'm not your boyfriend."

"Ryan, stop messing around." She spat out. "I'm cold."

"What do you want me to do about it?"

"Fix it! Get in bed… hurrryyyy." She was desperate for touch.

"What's your name?"

"Ohhhhmygod… You're making this so hard. Chloe!" She grumbled. "You already know my name…"

"Chloe, let me take you to another room. Can I pick you up?"

"What? Ew. No."

"Can you walk?"

She turned to face me and stuck her tongue out. "I'll only get out if you get in." She shivered. "I'm cold."

"That's what the blanket is for."

"And you want to take me out of it."

I rubbed the back of my head. That was true. "I'll go to another room."

Her hand dashed out to grab my shoulder. "Pleaseeeeee don't goooo, Ryan. I swear I'm not drunk. I know you were mad cause I got too drunk but I'm not. I swear. I know you were mad and that's why you said you were gonna leave but now you're back."

"You're too drunk. You don't even know who I am."

"Ryaannnnnn obviouslyyyy."

"Honey…"

"I hate when you call me that."

I looked at the girls body, while still kneeling, and admired her form. My mind slipped into the idea of seeing her breasts–her tube top was almost off anyway. It would only take a little more moving around and it might slip.

"Sorry, Chloe. What do you prefer to be called?"

She looked straight at me with lazy eyes but didn't seem to see me. "Babyyyy."

"Okay, baby. What's going on?"

"You're being annoying and not getting into bed."

"I can't do that. I'm not Ryan."

"Ugh. Whatever." She closed her eyes for a moment and seemed to drift back to sleep before her head jolted. "Get in. Please."

The music continued bumping loudly from down below. Here before me, in my bed, was a beautiful college cheerleader with a perfect petite body begging me to get into bed with her and she was telling me her boyfriend had abandoned her at the party.

God. They say some men get all the luck. And here I was looking a gift horse in the mouth.

I tried standing up–but Chloe reached back out. "Where are you going?"

"Nowhere."

"Nowhere isn't this bed."

"Do you really want me to get in with you?"

"Yesssss I'm so tired of fighting. All we do is fight." She dropped her hand from my shoulder. "Can't we… I don't know… Have a little fun…?"

I shook my head and stood up. Chloe watched me rise through barely opened eyes. Her head kept bobbing back and forth.

"I'm so nauseous."

"Let me tuck you in."

I walked to the comforter and began to pull it over her. As I covered her she grabbed my wrist and looked up at me. She tried pulling me into the bed with her.

"Chloe!"

"Ryan!"

She was weak but I didn't want to make her feel any worse.

"Let go."

"Noooooooooooo–"

"I'll sit down next to you."

Chloe threw the comforter to the side, making a space for me, and scooted over. She smiled big as I sat down.

"Are you just going to sit there? Come cuddle."

"Chloe…" I groaned.

"Come on." She said in a whisper. "You said–I told you we could do it for the first time… Soon. You wanted to take my virginity didn't you?"

Didn't I?

"Yeah." I said.

My legs were still hanging off the edge of the mattress. She placed a hand on my thigh and smiled. "It's a perfect night."

"You're too drunk."

"Not drunk enough–honestly. I could be drunker. And, besides, being drunk always makes me horny."

"Really?"

"Yeahhhh I never told you cause–cause I don't know. I thought you'd take advantage."

"I'd never." I said.

I kicked my shoes off and laid down on the bed next to her. There was a part of me that wanted to stop–walk out. Honestly. There was an entire flock of college students in my house and at any minute one of them could come up looking for Chloe.

Instead, I laid down and pulled the blanket over the both of us. I didn't make a move to touch her. I shouldn't have. But I did look over at her. She was on her back. Her eyes were closed and she wasn't moving. After a few more seconds her eyes fluttered open again. She looked at me and smiled.

"There you are."

"Yeah."

Her hand moved underneath the blanket to my thigh. "You finally stopped being difficult." She rubbed up and down and up to my crotch. She began to casually rub it. I was breathless. I moved my hand and put it on top of hers to make her stop, but I didn't move it away.

She turned on her side to look at me. Her eyes were lazily open as she leaned in and pecked my cheek. "I don't remember you having stubble." She kissed me again. "I like it. Keep it."

"Anything for you."

"Do you want to see something?"

"What?"

She made a great effort to sit up and look down at me. She lifted up her tube top as her nubile tits dropped out of them. My jaw dropped. She leaned forward and pressed her face to mine. Her lips on my cheek.

"You make the dumbest faces every time you see my tits."

Her body was pressed to mine and so were her tits. They were burning a hole into my shoulders as their nipples dug through my clothes and into my skin.

"Chloe–"

She fell limply on top of me. Her hand resting again on my shoulder. I moved my hand and placed it on her back. Her bare skin graced my fingers and without thinking I ran them in circles around her spine. She moaned into my skin.

"I like the feeling of your hands on me." She moved closer to me and threw her leg over my body. She buried her face into my chest. "I always feel safe when I'm with you–I'm glad we waited… To give you–" She hiccuped. "My virginity."

"Do you really want to?"

She nodded into my chest. Her lips grazing my shirt. Her warmth spreading into my body and mine into hers. It started becoming hot. I through the comforter off and looked down at her innocent face–her bare chest… The way her breasts pressed into my body and formed into it.

I reached out for her thigh and palmed it. I squeezed and enjoyed the pliability of her nubile skin. I dug my fingers in and took in the smell of her.

We were like that for a minute before her head looked up at me again. "Why aren't you doing anything?" She reached her hand back down to my crotch. "Don't you want to?"

"Yes–but–"

"Do you think I'm ugly?"

"No!"

She cupped by face and kissed my cheek. "Then come onnnn." Her hand went down to my jeans and she unbuckled them. Her hand slipped beneath my underwear and onto my crotch. "God. You're already so hard, Ryan. Did I do that?"

I let out a deep breath. "Yes. You did that."

She laughed with her eyes closed. "God." Her hand rubbed the length of my cock. "Take it off."

I hooked my fingers into my jeans and pulled them down and my underwear. Her hand slowly went to my cock and she wrapped her hands around it but didn't do much. It lingered before going a bit slack–then she muttered back awake.

"God… I'm so drunk."

"Shh… No. No. You're fine." I said to her.

She was silent for a moment. "You're right." Her hand moved up and down my cock. I took a deep breath and let out a moan.

The touch didn't last long before she let go and seemed to slip back into sleep.

I sat there for a long while. Her breathing was deep and steady. She had fallen back to sleep with her hand around my hard cock. It had become soft by then–she didn't move. I grabbed her hand and wrapped it around my cock and started thrusting, slowly, in and out of her hand. I moaned loudly while she remained gentle on my chest.

There was a moment when she seemed to growl loudly and open her eyes–but instead all she did was lick her lips before falling back to sleep. She buried her body closer to mine. Her chest and soft tits pressing into me. I continued using her hands to jack myself off–and I thought this could be enough. Maybe this is where I would stop. I would use her hands–cum–and be done with it. I would wash her hands and put my clothes back on and go to the guest bedroom. That would have been a good idea.

Instead, after an entire minute of using her hand I pushed her off me. She grumbled as I lay her on her back. She opened her mouth but I could not hear what she said. I threw my shirt off and was completely naked. I threw the comforter off both of our bodies and looked down at her while gripping my hard cock. Her tube top was still above her tits–revealing her soft nipples. My gentle strokes kept me hard as I observed her soft skin and nubile breasts.

"Chloe?" I whispered. "Are you awake?"

"Hm?" She gave back as a response.

I straddled her and put my knees on both sides of her. I didn't want to disturb her too much so instead of taking her tube top off… I lowered it down to her waist. Her breasts were still out. I leaned in to her face and took a deep smell of her. I nuzzled my face into her neck and kissed her there while moving down her body to her breast.

Then I placed a hand on her hip, barely above her shorts, and felt her smooth curves. I buried three fingers beneath her shorts waistband and thought long and hard about what I wanted to do next. What a man would do next and what I intended to do next.

"Chloe?" There was no response except her deep breathing and that was all the permission I needed.

I unbuckled her shorts and pulled down from her waistband. While pulling them down I ran my lips down her thighs and up to her calves and ankles. I smelled her skin and tossed the shorts aside. I spread her legs and found she wasn't wearing any panties.

"Good girl."

I kissed her pubic mound before moving up and kissing her breast, then her. She didn't react as I moved from her lips to her cheek, then her neck. I gently nibble her vein before moving down to nibble her shoulder. I sunk my teeth into her skin and enveloped the rest of her in me. My full body weight covering her and my hard cock pressing the entrance to her college student pussy.

My breathing was deep and desperate and my sense of right and wrong was long thrown out the door.

I lifted my hands and gripped the head of my cock. I pressed it against her pussy and rubbed it back and forth. She seemed to hold her breath for a moment before letting go. I looked her up and down one more time. This beautiful petite angel who had a boyfriend was beneath me and completely available to me. She wouldn't stop me and even if she wanted to she couldn't. She was so inebriated…

And before I knew it I was balls deep inside of her. The guilt got to me and instead of feeling guilty I wanted to feel good.

Her tight walls hugged my cock and I moaned in her ear. I slowly began to thrust–enjoying every second of her. I focused on each sensation. I focused on my cock and how her tits pressed to my chest. The way her sleeping body lay limp beneath me.

I tightened my pace and gripped her hips to go faster and harder. Our bodies slapped together making loud noises as I continued fucking her tight body. I growled with pleasure as I went faster and faster fucking her in missionary position. As her body bounced up and down her eyes seemed to flutter open but there was no reaction from her.

When I felt particularly good, I bottomed out inside of her and grabbed her thigh lifting her ass and giving me the chance to push even further inside. I leaned forward and bit into her shoulder and growled from deep in my throat.

The next thing I knew the bedroom door opened.

"Uh–"

I tossed myself on top of Chloe's body. "Don't you knock!" I shouted–terrified they would see who was beneath me.

"Nuh–no. I'm sorry! Wait!" They shut the door quickly behind.

I looked over my shoulder. They were gone. My body had blocked Chloe's. My head was pounding–but I was still inside her tight cunt. One micro-movement… One slightly deeper slide and I moaned again and before I knew it I was back to a steady pace.

I leaned forward and sucked on her nipple. I listened to her breathing. It was deep and steady. Each pound had her subtly release a burst of air. But there was no deep recognition. Chloe was warm beneath me and totally pliable to do anything I wanted.

I sped up my pace and jostled her again and again. Her breasts bounced with each further impact and with one huge move I bottomed out and locked into her body. I growled loudly in her ear as my cum shot out into her cunt. I growled loudly and moaned and mewled. I was overcome with all sorts of emotions when Chloe said,

"Ryan?"

"Yeah baby?"

"Oh…" She said sleepily. "Good. It's you."

"Yes, baby. It's me."

I was locked into her neck.

"I'm so glad… We did this…"

"Me too…"

I pulled away from her and saw her eyes were closed again.

I let my cock soften inside of her—and focused on how it all felt in the moment. The way I had been able to use her body for my use and purpose… how young and out of reach she would have been.

I put her clothes back on… Taking a moment to suckle on her nipples one more time as I would never see them again. I peered out the door of my bedroom and found another room that was available with nobody in it. There I deposited her body beneath a blanket. I went back to my room and prepared myself for bed.

I was terrified and scandalized all at once. Would she remember? Could somebody put two and two together?

I wouldn't know until the next night when my daughter Madison sat across from me at the dinner table.

"I heard an interesting rumor at school today."

"Oh, yeah?" I said, my stomach dropping out from under me.

"Yeah, about the party…"

"Oh."

"Did you bring a one-night stand home with you?"

My eyes widened.

"Oh my god! You did!" Madison said with disgust. "Don't deny it I see how shocked you are! Who was she?"

"Uh–it doesn't matter."

"Of course it does! Are you going to see her again?"

"No. It was a one time thing."

"God. You did it on the night of our party? What even happened?"

"I told you my trip was canceled…"

"Right…" Madison said.

"And I went to the airport bar and I met somebody."

Madison's jaw dropped. "This isn't the same Dad I've always known."

"It was bold. I know."

Madison gave a cheeky smile. "Well, don't get too crazy on me now."

"I don't plan on it."

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