All Comments on 'Jennifer - Party Time'

Hot hot hot u little slut!

to write or let it be. just to prove that you are unthinking, thoughtless ... in anyway, is not erotic. you give a shit about yourself and so about others. it doesn't matter if it's about feelings or even worse anykind of std's.

Very well written and quite arousing. I remember you from SecondLife as Flirty Sloat. Flirty came to my club a few times and I came to watch her dance, even hiring Flirty for a few private sessions in my sky box. I was known as Harley in SL. This story fits well into your SL personality.

Cheers!

Buctny8

Enjoyed the story keep on writing

ahhhh...quite an adventure...probably wasnt exactly something u'd want repeated again, bt at least ur'd experienced it

YOu are an exceptionally sexy woman. Your "friend" Susan was no friend and a lame high school tart.

Love your pics and sexy body!!!

Very sexy story!!!

Clearly, much (if not all) of what's described as happening that evening was rape. She has no reason to feel guilty.

I Agree with Erotonaut. Clearly sexual assault.

Yeah, like others say, it smells of non-consent. Somehow, in your story telling, you make it erotically sexy though. I don't know what or why it is, but I find myself hoping this is a true story. And then even more, wishing I could meet the girl behind the story! lol

What I really liked about this story was how close it was to my story on this subject. I don’t think guys realize how common it is for guys to ply us with alcohol and then partly ignore our “no’s” as they continue trying to talk us into what they want. It is often easier and brings less drama to ‘be a good sport’ and let them finish then get mad, loud and litigious. In my case, I wasn’t drunk or passed out. I was high on compliments, attention and foreplay. My then, boyfriend was one of them and when he insisted his younger brother got a turn on me I knew I have to give him up and break up with him soon. I just didn’t want to have that kind of secret, or not, hanging over me the rest of my life. It was a bad memory for the first five years, but a good memory after that.