The bound sun was coming down hot on the first day of outflow breach soph year. I had just got my permit about a calendar month before and my Dad, ever one to cross his only son, got me a decked out bran-new Chevy Suburban that he slyly referred to as my"shagin'wagon ”. Tonight, I would finally get to go out on my own to confound down with my Quaker, have some brews, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'paddy wagon.

My admirer Chase lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the main route in the woodwind instrument. No one would come back there, and no one would hear us throwing down unless someone specifically called the cops. Even then, they'd have to either break the lock on the logic gate or get pursual to follow open it. Chase's parents were old rednecks and likely to throw down with us rather than get disturb about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would keep it small. Hopefully More girls than guys. We had invited our friends me, Henry Martyn Robert Mitchell, my brother Justin, Caleb, and billy goat who everyone called Red. We had genus Melissa, a brownness hair, Brown University eyed Senior stoner skirt who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired junior with a wise mouth and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Thompson young woman, amber and August, one a Sophomore and one a starter, both blonde and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a junior, and four fledgling female child, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us rib a skilful luck to get the alcoholic beverage flowing and maybe account with at least one of the chicks that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud visible radiation, a bunch of wine cooler for the missy, some Jack and some Jim Beam and put it in the barn. Then I went and picked up the newbie because they needed a drive. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4'11, maybe 5 understructure tall. She was slight but athletic, cunning, and acted like everyone should idolise her for it. She wore bright red lipstick that didn't quite look right on her otherwise beautifully pouty rim. She had muddy blonde haircloth, gloomy centre, a sharp but cute nose. She was thin and didn't really have any breasts to verbalise about, just slight rises under her Lone-Star State commando jersey. She had been an jock and really into softball but had issuance with some injury during Junior High and was taking clock time off so she was fit if a bit too skinny.

She started talking SOB immediately. She made fun of the aristocratical coloring material of my Suburban and my custom stereo and back-up camera. She started trash talking my execution in the basketball playoffs earlier that year when I had gotten punched in the face and then thrown out when my passenger car yelled at the referee about it. We still won, but masses thought it was risible I guess. I didn't, I had to leave the game humiliated and had a black eye for a week ! I hated this fille and couldn't remember why she was invited in the first place. She always did this variety of shit. She was a snot-nosed snot nosed minuscule kickshaw two shoes. I wasn't even for certain why she was coming to a party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sweet as she was acidulate and almost as gorgeous, wanted to come hang out with me and give birth a few swallow and she wanted to"protect"her acquaintance.

We got to Chase's and the Night began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and country like all good redneck fry, and drinking. After a piece Chase noticed that Katy wasn't drunkenness. Chase went over and stopped the music.

"WHOA EERYBODY"Chase slurred as he shouted,"We've got a party pooper over here !"

Everyone turned towards where he was pointing. He was pointing directly at Katy. Katy did something I never thought I'd see. She hugged herself like she was trying to protect herself and shrank away from the attention. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"KATY"Chase continued,"Everyone here HAS to have a drinkable. period of time. If not you can get your ass on dwelling house right now."

Katy looked at pursuit incredulously,"I had to get a ride with Robert, I can't go home."

Chase laughed at here for a solid state 10 moment."I guess you'd best get him to take your persnickety ass back home then."

Katy looked offended. She felt out of ascendence. She wasn't used to that feeling it was clearly."He's been drinking, he is in no shape to motor !"

To be fair, I had a dyad of beers. I've never been a big toper, plus I was planning on laying her friend later so I didn't want to get sloshed. I had been proffering as many boozing to the Lady as potential though.

"Come on, Katy, just have a wine-coloured cooler and stick around !"Jamie, the saltation headwaiter, coming in clutch. Even with her common choice not to share, Katy found it hard not to just sip on a bottle when the school dance captain and well-respected student tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the Yeti cooler where the drinks were, got herself a wine ice chest, and started drinking.

As the evening carried on the crapulence flowed and flowed. I got Callie to the shagin'wagon, but I found out that she was a virgin and was pretty uneasy. I can't say I'm a nice guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't insistency too often. I got her bra off and got to make out real honest. She gave me a hand job and sucked on my cock a minuscule. It took the edge off when I blew my load. We cleaned up, she put her number in my phone with a promise to do more than and go out sometime, and she went back and started drinking a little more.

It was only 11 o'clock. Everyone was staying the night. When I got back to the b I noticed a few people had paired off already but the party was still going strong. I got myself another beer and walked over to talk to everyone when Callie ran in from outside.

"Henry M. Robert, can you come outside ? It's Katy. I think she's had too much to drink."Callie said pulling me away from the group.

They knew I liked her so they thought goose egg of me going right on outside with her. I got external and found Katy on her knees over a pail entire of her regurgitated wine cooler moaning.

"Callie, can you run and go get us a washcloth ? Let's get her cleaned up once she is finished."Callie ran off to do as I asked.

Katy looked up from her bucket, looked me in the eye, and asked,"Did yoush fuck herrr ?"slurring all the while. I shook my head no."Good, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh break than you."

I knew this chick didn't like me. I knew she didn't want me dating her friend. I didn't appreciate the way she looking down on me. My family wasn't necessarily the most respected in town, but my Dad made rattling skillful money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole little Arkansas town, but that was no suit for her to be such a gripe to me. I decided not to hold back for Callie. I went over and got the piddle hose and just started spraying Katy down.

"Arrgh, swuch, What the *gargle* fuck ! ?"She asked.

"Just cleanup you off."I said.

"Fuck ! Now I'm wet."She whined as she started to cry.

Callie came back to quite a scene. She found it all to be pretty laughable. I gave her the keys to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's dress off, hang them on the fence, and enfold her in the cover in the backbone of my Suburban and let her catch some Z's it off. I figured she was done drinking and retching for the nighttime. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the single girls all went to the cots Chase had set up in the barn office and started bedding down. Callie came out and gave me a trade good night kiss. I watched her take the air away as I thought about heading up to the loft where the single guy wire who weren't getting laid had planned to bed down. I also thought about how corneous I was. I mean, sure I had got a load off, but I was a adolescent boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 clock time on an average day. This had been no average day. I had a half-naked teenage girl in my Shagin'station wagon for crying out loud ! It'd been an awesome day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked bitchy supporter. I had talked to my Dad about this kind of thing. He'd always told me to be measured but take every chance you could to let a ass because, as you get older, you don't always get as many opportunity. I decided I'd turn a loss my virginity after all that night. I grabbed one of the gunny paper bag and some string by the threshold and headed out to my Suburban.

I was measured and quiet as I opened the room access. I crawled over the stern and back to where Katy was laying. My lucky day, she was spread eagle with the mantle kicked off. I guess she'd gotten strong. I could see her creamy nude skin. Two pink nipple on small wage increase up from her chest. A shaved pussy that just looked like a line at the bottom of her torso, there weren't very pronounced lips or anything. Her body looked very cockeyed and prissy. I gently and carefully, to avoid waking her yet, slipped the burlap over her chief and pulled the string lightly around her neck so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't return off either. Once I was quenched, I took my pants off. I pulled on my cock and worked myself up to full size. I like to remember I was doing well for a soph kid, but I suppose I am middling average.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her wooden leg. I lifted her pegleg slightly and got myself into position all without her moving or saying a give-and-take. I didn't figure of speech that would in conclusion. I spread my precum around on her labia and then spit in my hand and rubbed in on my dick. I figured this would probably hurt the both of us, but I didn't care. I didn't have to see at her while I did this. I could pretend she was Callie so long as she didn't fuck it up by talking too a good deal. I rubbed against her spreading pre-cum and saliva and trying to get some of her juice going. Finally, I didn't think I could take anymore, and I pushed forward. I immediately felt resistance, but I pushed through until my head was in. I could feel her heat and her getting slicker as I took a break and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a phone yet. She was so tight it was unspeakable on my cock at first, but as she started to lube up I felt like I could move profoundly. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that meter. Still nothing from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a hard button balls deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how stringent and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this bitch who had talked shit and there was nothing she could do about.

I got into a regular recurrence really giving it to her. It was everything all my admirer had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't finally long and I started giving her shorter, quicker thrusting. I heard a sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This fiddling slut was enjoying her rapine ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came live, her bridge player came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the sack on her head and she tried to pull it off. I pinned her hands, leaned closemouthed to her, and kept working her pussy.

"Noooo !"she cried."Who ? Why ? Why are you doing mehehehe."She cried, moaned and shook. Suddenly I pushed in hard and started coming. She gasped meretricious and let out a whimper and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could get word her cry. I jumped the seat, grabbed my apparel, got out of the car, and dressed on my way back to the b and up to the pigeon loft. The adrenaline and the dopamine from nutting so hard had my head spinning.

As for Katy, she had rolled over and cried herself to sleep. When we came to get her in the sunup, she had at to the lowest degree taken the burlap sack off her oral sex. Callie looked at her perplexed when she saw the burlap but didn't ask about it. Katy never said a tidings to anyone, as far as I know, about what happened to her. The solely change was that she stopped being so outgoing, got a beau on the football team with whom it was rumored she had a intimate relationship, and stopped being so intend to everyone, including me. About 6 calendar month later, I finally got Callie's cherry too but that is another story .