The spring sun was coming down hot on the first day of Spring shift Sophomore year. I had just got my license about a month before and my Dad, ever one to botch up his exclusively son, got me a decked out bran-new Chevy Suburban that he slyly referred to as my"shagin'paddy wagon ”. Tonight, I would finally get to go out on my own to hold down with my admirer, have some brew, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'estate car.

My champion pursuit lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the main road in the woods. No one would descend back there, and no one would hear us throwing down unless someone specifically called the bull. Even then, they'd have to either break the ignition lock on the logic gate or get Chase to get undecided it. Chase's parents were old rednecks and likely to hold down with us rather than get overturned about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would keep it minuscule. Hopefully more than girls than guy rope. We had invited our admirer me, Robert Margaret Munnerlyn Mitchell, my chum Justin, Caleb, and Billy who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown hair, John Brown eyed Senior stoner chick who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired Jnr with a saucy back talk and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Thompson girls, amber and August, one a sophomore and one a starter, both blondes and a lot of fun, Jamie, the saltation captain, a Jr, and four fledgling girls, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us guys a good chance to get the alcohol flowing and maybe score with at least one of the biddy that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud light, a bunch of wine tank for the girls, some Jack and some Jim Beam and put it in the barn. Then I went and picked up the fledgling because they needed a drive. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4'11, maybe 5 feet tall. She was thin but acrobatic, cute, and acted like everyone should idolise her for it. She wore brilliant red lipstick that didn't quite look right on her otherwise beautifully pouty lips. She had soiled blond hair, profane eyes, a sharp but cute nozzle. She was tenuous and didn't really have any chest to talk about, just fragile upgrade under her TX Rangers T-shirt. She had been an athlete and really into softball but had military issue with some accidental injury during Jnr High and was taking meter off so she was fit if a bit too close.

She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the blue people of color of my Suburban and my custom stereo and back-up camera. She started trash talking my carrying into action in the basketball playoffs earlier that year when I had gotten punched in the face and then thrown out when my coach yelled at the reader about it. We still won, but people thought it was funny I guess. I didn't, I had to pull up stakes the secret plan humiliated and had a Negro eye for a week ! I hated this girl and couldn't recall why she was invited in the maiden place. She always did this kind of crap. She was a snotty snot nosed little delicacy two shoes. I wasn't even sure why she was coming to a party like this. I guesswork because she and Callie, who was as sweet as she was sour and almost as gorgeous, wanted to follow knack out with me and have a few drinks and she wanted to"protect"her friend.

We got to Salmon Portland Chase's and the night began. We were all mingling, listening to sway, rap, and state like all good redneck kidskin, and drinking. After a spell Chase noticed that Katy wasn't drunkenness. following went over and stopped the music.

"WHOA EERYBODY"Chase slurred as he shouted,"We've got a political 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 funk away from the attention. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"KATY"Salmon P. Chase continued,"Everyone here HAS to give a beverage. Period. If not you can get your ass on rest home right now."

Katy looked at Salmon P. Chase incredulously,"I had to get a ride with Henry Martyn Robert, I can't go home."

pursuit laughed at here for a upstanding 10 moment."I guess you'd full get him to take your stuck-up ass back habitation then."

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

To be honest, I had a duad of beers. I've never been a big drinker, plus I was planning on laying her champion later so I didn't want to get sloshed. I had been proffering as many drinks to the ladies as possible though.

"Come on, Katy, just have a wine cooler and spliff around !"Jamie, the saltation maitre d', coming in clasp. Even with her common choice not to partake, Katy found it voiceless not to just sip on a feeding bottle when the school day dance police chief and well-respected scholar tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the abominable snowman ice chest where the drinks were, got herself a wine cooler, and started imbibing.

As the evening carried on the drink flowed and flowed. I got Callie to the shagin'Wagon, but I found out that she was a virgin and was pretty nervous. I can't say I'm a nice guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't pressure too a lot. I got her bra off and got to make out real well. She gave me a hand job and sucked on my prick a little. It took the bound off when I blew my burden. We cleaned up, she put her number in my phone with a hope to do Sir Thomas More 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 barn I noticed a few people had paired off already but the company was still going strong. I got myself another beer and walked over to talk to everyone when Callie ran in from outside.

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

They knew I liked her so they thought nothing of me going decently outside with her. I got out of doors and found Katy on her knee joint over a bucket full of her regurgitated wine ice chest moaning.

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

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

I knew this biddy didn't like me. I knew she didn't want me dating her acquaintance. I didn't appreciate the way she looking down on me. My crime syndicate wasn't necessarily the most respected in Ithiel Town, but my Dad made existent good money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole little Arkansas River town, but that was no causal agent for her to be such a bitch to me. I decided not to wait for Callie. I went over and got the weewee hose and just started spraying Katy down.

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

"Just cleaning 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 funny. I gave her the keys to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's apparel off, hang them on the fence, and envelop her in the blanket in the dorsum of my Suburban and let her log Z's it off. I figured she was done drinking and retching for the night. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the single girls all went to the cots Chase had set up in the barn power and started bedding down. Callie came out and gave me a estimable night kiss. I watched her walk away as I thought about heading up to the loft where the single guys who weren't getting laid had planned to bed down. I also thought about how aroused I was. I mean, sure I had got a lading off, but I was a teen boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 multiplication on an average day. This had been no fair day. I had a half-naked teen young woman in my Shagin'Wagon for crying out loud ! It'd been an awe-inspiring day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked bitchy acquaintance. I had talked to my Dad about this kind of affair. He'd always told me to be careful but postulate every hazard you could to have a fuck because, as you get older, you don't always get as many chance. I decided I'd fall behind my virginity after all that dark. I grabbed one of the burlap sacks and some string by the door and headed out to my Suburban.

I was careful and subdued as I opened the door. I crawled over the seat and back to where Katy was laying. My prosperous day, she was circularise eagle with the blanket kicked off. I guess she'd sire warm. I could see her creamy naked hide. Two pink pap on small rises up from her chest. A plane cunt that just looked like a line at the bottom of her trunk, there weren't very pronounce lips or anything. Her body looked very tight and courteous. I gently and carefully, to avoid waking her yet, slipped the gunny over her head teacher and pulled the string lightly around her neck so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't strike off either. Once I was fulfill, I took my pants off. I pulled on my cock and worked myself up to wax size. I like to think I was doing well for a soph kid, but I suppose I am jolly average.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her ramification. I lifted her branch slightly and got myself into post all without her moving or saying a word. I didn't figure that would last. I spread my precum around on her labia and then saliva in my hired hand and rubbed in on my prick. I figured this would probably hurt the both of us, but I didn't care. I didn't have to look at her while I did this. I could feign she was Callie so long as she didn't screw it up by talking too practically. 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 underground, but I pushed through until my pass was in. I could feel her heat and her getting slicker as I took a prison-breaking and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a sound yet. She was so tight it was painful on my tool at first, but as she started to lubricate up I felt like I could displace abstruse. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that time. Still zip from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a backbreaking push Ball deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how blotto and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this bitch who had talked SOB and there was nada she could do about.

I got into a rhythm method of birth control really giving it to her. It was everything all my friend had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't finale long and I started giving her shorter, quicker thrusting. I heard a speech sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This slight slut was enjoying her rape ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came live, her mitt came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the sack on her head and she tried to extract it off. I pinned her hired hand, leaned tight 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 flash and let out a whine and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could hear her tears. I jumped the seat, grabbed my clothes, got out of the car, and dressed on my way back to the barn and up to the loft. The adrenaline and the Intropin from nutting so hard had my headspring spinning.

As for Katy, she had rolled over and cried herself to sleep. When we came to get her in the morning, she had at least taken the burlap sacque off her head. Callie looked at her perplexed when she saw the burlap but didn't ask about it. Katy never said a word to anyone, as far as I know, about what happened to her. The only change was that she stopped being so outgoing, got a boyfriend on the football game team with whom it was rumored she had a sexual relationship, and stopped being so mean to everyone, including me. About 6 calendar month later, I finally got Callie's cherry too but that is another story .