She finds herself a big, strong man.

Anna makes her way through the crowd, pausing to say hello to people, just enjoying the atmosphere and keeping her eyes open for anyone interesting. She finds what she's looking for in the far corner of the room, slipping his phone back into the pocket of his tight jeans. He's a tall, handsome guy, short blonde hair in a fashionably messy style, a close-fitting silk shirt over an obviously muscular, toned frame.

She sidles up alongside him, then suddenly steps into his sightline with a megawatt smile and an equally bright 'Hi!' He hides his surprise well, under the circumstances. A couple of minutes later the two of them are chatting happily, swapping silly jokes and flirting relentlessly. Apparently Karl, as he introduces himself, works with Karen, which explains why he's here - Anna silently thanks her friend for providing her with this delicious-looking party favor.

And then a few minutes after that they're huddled together in the corner of the room, very close together for people who've just met. Anna's managed to choreograph things so she's backed right up in the corner of the room, Karl's tall broad figure blocking out the party bustling behind him. Relishing the feeling of him looming over her, dominating her personal space, Anna gazes up at him with the most ingenuous expression she can muster. He doesn't stand a chance.

-

As subtly as possible, Anna & Karl slip into Karen’s bedroom, quietly closing the door behind them. The instant it's shut Anna is all over him, slipping her hands up under his shirt to trace his muscular chest, kissing him hungrily on the mouth. He reciprocates just as eagerly, his hands roaming over her pert breasts and then down her dress to cup her tight backside, squeezing it as they share sloppy kisses. They swap spit for a minute or two, then Anna disengages, a hand on his chest pushing him away.

Reaching up under her dress, Anna pulls down her thong and wriggles it off, slipping it daintily over a foot and placing it neatly on her shoes by the bed. Grinning greedily, she steps forward and unzips Karl's tight pants; when she pulls out his stiff prick he manages not to moan out loud, just breathing heavily. It isn't especially long, but it is nicely thick, and very hard.

Hitching up her dress to bare her wet pussy, Anna places his hands back on her ass, purrs 'I hope those big strong arms aren't just for show...'

He gets the idea pretty quick and grins as he lifts the petite Anna up off the ground, she suppresses a giggle and reaches down to position his cock against her. 'Ready?' he whispers; Anna nods and he lowers her down, impaling her on his girthy fuckstick. It slides in all the way, balls-deep in her sopping snatch in no time; Anna bites her lip and wraps her arms around him. Karl holds her there a moment, whilst from the other side of the door the party murmurs over the sound of their breathing.

The moment passes and Karl starts to fuck her, bouncing her up and down on his prick, bucking his hips to fuck it into her good and hard. Anna for her part just hangs happily in his arms, the silk of his shirt sliding under her fingers as she lets him do all the work.

Karl sure seems to have plenty of stamina, pumping that hard cock into Anna with a steady rhythm - all that gym time must be paying off now. He's not taking it easy, he's breathing hard, and sweat is beading on his face. But then Anna is looking much the same, and all she has to do is hold on and enjoy the ride.

And she's really enjoying it, the naughty feeling of two horny strangers frantically fucking after sneaking away from the party. Knowing everyone else is still happily mingling, drinking, and talking just on the other side of that door drives her wild. And the way this big buff dude is using her like a fuckpuppet? Makes it even better.

Soon enough she feels it, a hot orgasm pouring through her as Karl fucks her harder than ever, cumming hard on his cock as it drives all the way in. Pressing her face against his shoulder, she moans into the folds of his shirt, the delicious fear of being heard shooting through her.

Then it's his turn, his grip slackening a little as he explodes deep inside her perfect pussy, giving an alarming loud groan until Anna quickly puts her hand over his mouth. As hot gooey spunk erupts out of his cock, Karl takes a step back and staggers slightly. For the first time Anna finds herself hoping he isn't going to drop her; but he regains his balance and holds her there until the last spurt.

-

And with that, he returns her to terra firma, both of them giggling helplessly and trying to shush the other. Karl stumbles over to sit heavily on the bed, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and mopping the sweat from his grinning face.

‘Mmmmm, fuck dude, that was awesome!' After taking a minute or two to get her breath back and enjoy the post-orgasmic comedown, Anna smooths down her dress, puts her underwear in her purse, and slips on her shoes.

After planting a good-bye kiss on his forehead, she heads for the door. 'Right, I'll leave first, you wait a few minutes so people don't see us leaving together, cool?' From the looks of it, he's going to need at least that long to recover.