The spring sun was coming down hot on the first day of Spring prison-breaking sophomore yr. I had just got my licence about a month before and my Dad, ever one to blow 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 project down with my friends, have some brewage, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'wagon.

My protagonist Chase lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the main road in the woods. No one would come back there, and no one would find out us throwing down unless someone specifically called the cop. Even then, they'd have to either break the lock on the gate or get Chase to come up overt it. Salmon P. Chase's parents were old rednecks and likely to throw down with us rather than get overthrow about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would keep open it minuscule. Hopefully more than girls than bozo. We had invited our friends me, Robert Mitchell, my buddies Justin, Caleb, and nightstick who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown hair's-breadth, brown eyed senior stoner chick who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired junior with a smart back talk and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Thompson girls, amber and Aug, one a Sophomore and one a fledgeling, both blondes and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a Jr, and four freshmen little girl, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us guys a good opportunity to get the alcohol 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 tank for the girl, some diddley and some Jim shaft and put it in the barn. Then I went and picked up the starter because they needed a ride. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4'11, maybe 5 feet tall. She was thin but athletic, cute, and acted like everyone should worship her for it. She wore bright red lipstick that didn't quite look right on her otherwise beautifully pouty lips. She had foul blond hair, blue eyes, a sharp but precious nose. She was thin and didn't really take in any white meat to babble about, just slight rises under her TX commando T-shirt. She had been an jock and really into softball but had issues with some accidental injury during Junior senior high and was taking meter off so she was fit if a bit too skinny.

She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the profane color of my Suburban and my usance stereo and back-up television camera. She started methamphetamine talking my performance in the basketball playoffs earlier that year when I had gotten punched in the face and then shake off out when my motorbus yelled at the referee about it. We still won, but citizenry thought it was singular I guess. I didn't, I had to leave the game humiliated and had a shameful eye for a week ! I hated this girl and couldn't commemorate why she was invited in the inaugural blank space. She always did this kind of shit. She was a snotty snot nosed short kickshaw two shoes. I wasn't even surely why she was coming to a political party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sweetness as she was tartness and almost as gorgeous, wanted to descend hang out with me and have a few beverage and she wanted to"protect"her friend.

We got to Chase's and the night began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and res publica like all good cracker shaver, and boozing. After a spell following noticed that Katy wasn't drink. Chase went over and stopped the music.

"WHOA EERYBODY"following 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 aid. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

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

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

Chase laughed at here for a self-colored 10 endorsement."I guess you'd best get him to take on your persnickety ass back nursing home 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 drive !"

To be sightly, I had a couple of beers. I've never been a big imbiber, 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 madam as possible though.

"Come on, Katy, just have a wine cooler and stick around !"Jamie, the dance senior pilot, coming in clutch bag. Even with her usual choice not to partake, Katy found it hard not to just sip on a bottle when the school dance police chief and well-respected scholar tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the abominable snowman tank where the swallow were, got herself a wine-coloured cooler, and started drinking.

As the evening carried on the swallow flowed and flowed. I got Callie to the shagin'patrol wagon, but I found out that she was a virgin and was pretty uneasy. I can't say I'm a gracious guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't pressure too very much. I got her bra off and got to make out real good. She gave me a deal job and sucked on my tool a niggling. It took the edge off when I blew my shipment. We cleaned up, she put her number in my sound with a promise to do 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 masses 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.

"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 zippo of me going flop outside with her. I got outside and found Katy on her knees over a pail full of her chuck wine-colored 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 pail, looked me in the eye, and asked,"Did yoush piece of tail herrr ?"slurring all the while. I shook my read/write head no."adept, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh better 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 real good money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole little Land of Opportunity townspeople, but that was no cause for her to be such a bitch to me. I decided not to look 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.

"nooky ! 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 Florida key to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's clothes off, flow them on the fencing, and wrap her in the blanket in the back of my Suburban and let her sleep it off. I figured she was done imbibition and retching for the Nox. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the exclusive 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 good Night osculation. I watched her walk away as I thought about heading up to the garret where the single guy rope who weren't getting laid had planned to bed down. I also thought about how hornlike I was. I mean, sure I had got a load off, but I was a teen boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 clock time on an mediocre day. This had been no average day. I had a half-naked teen missy in my Shagin'Big Dipper for crying out flashy ! It'd been an awesome day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked catty Quaker. I had talked to my Dad about this kind of affair. He'd always told me to be careful but train every opportunity you could to have a screwing because, as you get one-time, you don't always get as many chances. I decided I'd fall back my virginity after all that night. I grabbed one of the burlap sac and some string by the door and headed out to my Suburban.

I was careful and quiet as I opened the door. I crawled over the seat and back to where Katy was laying. My lucky day, she was spread eagle with the blanket kicked off. I guess she'd bring affectionate. I could see her creamy naked skin. Two pink nipples on small rises up from her chest. A shaved pussy that just looked like a line at the prat of her torso, there weren't very pronounced back talk or anything. Her consistence looked very blind drunk and squeamish. I gently and carefully, to nullify waking her yet, slipped the gunny over her heading and pulled the strand lightly around her neck so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't fall off either. Once I was satisfied, I took my pant off. I pulled on my cock and worked myself up to full size. I like to think I was doing well for a Sophomore kid, but I suppose I am jolly average.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her peg. I lifted her legs slightly and got myself into posture all without her moving or saying a word. I didn't figure that would death. I spread my precum around on her labia and then spit in my hand and rubbed in on my shaft. I figured this would probably spite the both of us, but I didn't care. I didn't have to look at her while I did this. I could affect she was Callie so long as she didn't fuck it up by talking too much. I rubbed against her spreading pre-cum and saliva and trying to get some of her juices going. Finally, I didn't think I could lead anymore, and I pushed forward. I immediately felt resistance, but I pushed through until my oral sex was in. I could feel her heat and her getting deceiver as I took a prisonbreak and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a sound yet. She was so tight it was abominable on my cock at number 1, but as she started to lubricate up I felt like I could move cryptic. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that clip. Still cypher from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a toilsome push glob deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how cockeyed and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this gripe who had talked bull and there was zero she could do about.

I got into a round really giving it to her. It was everything all my friends had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't last foresightful and I started giving her shorter, quicker jabs. I heard a audio finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This little loose woman was enjoying her violation ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came animated, her deal came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the sac on her psyche and she tried to rive it off. I pinned her hired hand, leaned closer 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 unvoiced and started coming. She gasped loud and let out a whimper and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could hear her yell. 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 garret. 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 morning, she had at least taken the burlap sack off her capitulum. 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 entirely change was that she stopped being so outgoing, got a fellow on the football team with whom it was rumored she had a intimate relationship, and stopped being so stand for to everyone, including me. About 6 calendar month later, I finally got Callie's cherry tree too but that is another story .