Early Morning

I wake up feeling really groggy and disoriented. The room I’m in is dark aside from a little light coming through the windows behind me. I’m feel really cold when I realize I’m naked on a bed. I start to sit up and try to figure out where my clothes are and I notice my crotch and ass are covered in drying cum and I’m really sore. I strain my aching head trying to remember what happened. I remember being in the kitchen drinking and it hits me.

“That fucker **** me!”

Mixed feelings of anger and fear fill me. I certainly don’t mind sex, but the idea that I had no control over what happened to me freaked me out a little. I look around and see a clock on the nightstand. It’s 3 AM. I can hear some voices outside and still hear pounding music from downstairs. I stumble in the dark and find a lamp on the night stand. I locate my clothes and purse and just throw them on. I glance out the window to see a rather large bonfire out in the backyard. There are still a lot of people here, but I can also see people passed out on the ground or in chairs.

I open the door to the bedroom and walk around down the hall. I pass a bathroom and take the opportunity to clean myself up. There’s a guy passed out in the bathtub and a girl passed out on the floor. I wet a towel down quick and wipe some of the cum off of me before just leaving and heading downstairs. The music is still loud and there are a couple people up and chatting or making out, but most of them are passed out in various areas. I really should leave, but there’s a part of me that has some unfinished business.