Robert 'S Low Gear Metre


First-Time, Young
The spring sun was coming down hot on the first day of bounce shift Sophomore year. I had just got my permission about a month before and my Dad, ever one to fumble his only son, got me a decked out spick-and-span Chevy Suburban that he slyly referred to as my"shagin'wagon ”. Tonight, I would finally get to go out on my own to fuddle down with my friend, have some brew, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'wagon.

My friend Chase lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the main road in the Wood. No one would fare back there, and no one would listen us throwing down unless mortal specifically called the pig. Even then, they'd have to either break the lock on the gate or get Chase to make out open it. Chase's parents were old rednecks and potential to throw down with us rather than get derangement about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would preserve it small. Hopefully more fille than guy wire. We had invited our friends me, Robert Arthur Mitchell, my buddies Justin, Caleb, and truncheon who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown tomentum, embrown eyed senior stoner chick who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired Junior with a smart oral cavity and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Thompson girls, amber and August, one a sophomore and one a Freshman, both blonde and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a Jr, and four freshmen girls, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us make fun a good hazard to get the alcohol flowing and maybe score with at to the lowest degree one of the chicks that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud light, a clustering of wine-colored coolers for the girls, some Jack and some Jim light beam and put it in the barn. Then I went and picked up the Freshmen because they needed a drive. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4'11, maybe 5 feet grandiloquent. She was cut but athletic, cute, and acted like everyone should idolise her for it. She wore bright red lipstick that didn't quite look right field on her otherwise beautifully pouty lip. She had unsportsmanlike blonde hair, dark eyes, a sharp but cute nose. She was thinly and didn't really have any breasts to utter about, just slim rises under her Texas Rangers T-shirt. She had been an jock and really into softball but had issues with some harm during Junior High and was taking metre off so she was fit if a bit too skinny.

She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the blue colouration of my Suburban and my custom stereo and back-up camera. She started trash talking my performance in the hoops playoffs earlier that year when I had gotten punched in the expression and then thrown out when my passenger car yelled at the reader about it. We still won, but people thought it was funny I guess. I didn't, I had to leave the game humiliated and had a opprobrious eye for a week ! I hated this girl and couldn't remember why she was invited in the 1st situation. She always did this kind of poop. She was a stuck-up snot nosed piddling kickshaw two brake shoe. I wasn't even sure why she was coming to a party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sugared as she was rancid and almost as gorgeous, wanted to descend knack out with me and have a few drinking and she wanted to"protect"her admirer.

We got to Chase's and the night began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and state like all undecomposed redneck kids, and drinking. After a while Chase noticed that Katy wasn't drinking. 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 cringe away from the attention. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"KATY"Chase continued,"Everyone here HAS to have a drink. Period. If not you can get your ass on abode right hand now."

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

pursuit laughed at here for a solid 10 mo."I guess you'd best get him to get hold of your stuck-up ass back house then."

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

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

"seminal fluid on, Katy, just have a wine-coloured cooler and control stick around !"Jamie, the dance captain, coming in clutch. Even with her usual alternative not to touch, Katy found it laborious not to just sip on a bottleful when the school dance captain and well-respected educatee tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the Yeti cooler where the drinks were, got herself a wine cooler, and started drinking.

As the evening carried on the drinking flowed and flowed. I got Callie to the shagin'wagon, but I found out that she was a virgin and was pretty unquiet. I can't say I'm a nice guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't press too much. I got her bra off and got to realise out real estimable. She gave me a hand job and sucked on my prick a little. It took the edge off when I blew my load. We cleaned up, she put her number in my phone with a hope to do 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 party 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 hail outside ? It's Katy. I think she's had too practically to drink."Callie said pulling me away from the group.

They knew I liked her so they thought nothing of me going powerful outside with her. I got outside and found Katy on her genu over a pail full of her regorge wine-coloured coolers 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 piece. I shook my head no."Good, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh respectable 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 line wasn't necessarily the most respected in town, but my Dad made actual beneficial money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole piddling Arkansas town, but that was no cause for her to be such a bitch to me. I decided not to waitress for Callie. I went over and got the water 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 fit. She found it all to be pretty funny. I gave her the key to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's dress off, hang them on the fence, and wrap her in the blanket in the back of my Suburban and let her sleep it off. I figured she was done imbibing and retching for the night. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the bingle girls all went to the camp bed 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 I guys who weren't getting laid had planned to bed down. I also thought about how horny I was. I mean, trusted I had got a incumbrance off, but I was a teen boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 metre on an average day. This had been no average day. I had a half-naked teen little girl in my Shagin'wagon for crying out tacky ! It'd been an awesome day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked bitchy friend. I had talked to my Dad about this kind of thing. He'd always told me to be careful but take every chance you could to have a fuck because, as you get onetime, you don't always get as many hazard. I decided I'd lose my virginity after all that night. I grabbed one of the burlap release and some string by the door and headed out to my Suburban.

I was careful and quiesce as I opened the threshold. I crawled over the nates and back to where Katy was laying. My golden day, she was spread eagle with the blanket kicked off. I guess she'd capture tender. I could see her creamy nude pelt. Two pink nipples on small ascending up from her chest. A shaved pussy that just looked like a descent at the bottom of her torso, there weren't very sound out brim or anything. Her body looked very mean and decent. I gently and carefully, to invalidate waking her yet, slipped the gunny over her head and pulled the string lightly around her cervix so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't flow off either. Once I was satisfied, I took my bloomers off. I pulled on my cock and worked myself up to wide-cut size of it. I like to cerebrate I was doing well for a sophomore kid, but I suppose I am reasonably norm.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her legs. I lifted her legs slightly and got myself into spatial relation all without her moving or saying a word. I didn't figure that would lowest. I spread my precum around on her labia and then spit in my manus and rubbed in on my stopcock. I figured this would probably ache the both of us, but I didn't tutelage. I didn't have to look at her while I did this. I could affect she was Callie so long as she didn't fucking it up by talking too very much. I rubbed against her spreading pre-cum and spittle 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 chief was in. I could feel her heating plant 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 cockeyed it was painful on my turncock at first, but as she started to lubricate up I felt like I could travel deeper. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that time. Still nix from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a heavily push button balls deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how sloshed and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this bitch who had talked motherfucker and there was nothing she could do about.

I got into a rhythm really giving it to her. It was everything all my ally had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't finis long and I started giving her shorter, quicker poking. I heard a sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This little trollop was enjoying her rape ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came alive, her hired man came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the sack on her oral sex and she tried to pull it off. I pinned her hired man, leaned faithful 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 firmly and started coming. She gasped loud and let out a whimper and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could hear her crying. I jumped the butt, grabbed my clothes, got out of the car, and dressed on my way back to the b and up to the loft. The epinephrine and the Intropin from nutting so hard had my read/write head 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 to the lowest degree taken the burlap release off her fountainhead. Callie looked at her perplexed when she saw the gunny but didn't ask about it. Katy never said a Bible to anyone, as far as I know, about what happened to her. The only change was that she stopped being so outgoing, got a young man on the football team with whom it was rumored she had a intimate 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 account .
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