The saltation sun was coming down hot on the first day of Spring breach Sophomore year. I had just got my permit about a month before and my Dad, ever one to bungle his just son, got me a decked out spic-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 throw down with my protagonist, have some brew, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'wagon.

My friend Chase lived on a 10-acre farm game. It was back off from the main route in the woods. 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 gate or get Chase to amount open it. Chase's parents were old cracker and likely to throw down with us rather than get disquieted about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would sustain it belittled. Hopefully more young woman than guys. We had invited our supporter me, Robert R. J. Mitchell, my chum Justin, Caleb, and Billy who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a embrown tomentum, brown eyed Senior stoner skirt who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired Junior with a ache mouth and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Homer Armstrong Thompson little girl, amber and August, one a Sophomore and one a neophyte, both blond and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a junior, and four fledgeling daughter, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us guys a in force chance to get the intoxicant flow and maybe score with at least one of the chicks that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud lighting, a bunch of wine ice chest 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 ride. They were friendly enough until we got Katy in the car. Katy was about 4'11, maybe 5 feet marvellous. She was thin but athletic, cute, and acted like everyone should revere her for it. She wore smart red lipstick that didn't quite look mightily on her otherwise beautifully pouty lip. She had marked-up blond hair, blue eyes, a sharp but cute nose. She was sparse and didn't really birth any breasts to talk about, just slight rise under her Texas fire warden T-shirt. She had been an athlete and really into playground ball but had issuance with some accidental injury during Junior High and was taking time off so she was fit if a bit too skinny.

She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the depressed people of colour of my Suburban and my customs duty stereo system and back-up camera. She started trash talking my performance in the hoops playoffs earlier that twelvemonth when I had gotten punched in the face and then hurl out when my autobus yelled at the reviewer about it. We still won, but people thought it was rum I guess. I didn't, I had to leave the game humiliated and had a Joseph Black eye for a hebdomad ! I hated this girl and couldn't recall why she was invited in the kickoff stead. She always did this kind of shit. She was a stuck-up snot nosed minuscule goody two shoes. I wasn't even sure why she was coming to a political party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sweet as she was sour and almost as gorgeous, wanted to get knack out with me and sustain a few drinks and she wanted to"protect"her booster.

We got to Chase's and the Nox began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and country like all good redneck tyke, and crapulence. After a while Salmon Portland Chase noticed that Katy wasn't drinking. 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 wither 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 field now."

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

Salmon P. Chase laughed at here for a square 10 second."I guess you'd outflank get him to pick out your stuck-up ass back 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 Supreme Headquarters Allied Powers Europe to tug !"

To be average, I had a twain 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 drinks to the ladies as possible though.

"ejaculate on, Katy, just have a wine-coloured cooler and stick around !"Jamie, the saltation captain, coming in clutch. Even with her usual choice not to share, Katy found it hard not to just sip on a nursing bottle when the shoal dance captain and well-respected scholarly person tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the yeti cooler where the drinks were, got herself a wine cooler, and started imbibing.

As the even carried on the crapulence flowed and flowed. I got Callie to the shagin'police wagon, but I found out that she was a virgin and was pretty skittish. I can't say I'm a nice guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't insistency too much. I got her bra off and got to make out really good. She gave me a script job and sucked on my cock a little. 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 and go out sometime, and she went back and started drinking a little more.

It was only 11 o'clock. Everyone was staying the Nox. 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 let the cat out of the bag 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 nothing of me going right outside with her. I got outside and found Katy on her knee joint over a bucket good of her regurgitated vino ice chest 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 shtup herrr ?"slurring all the while. I shook my psyche no."expert, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh skilful than you."

I knew this doll didn't like me. I knew she didn't want me dating her Quaker. I didn't appreciate the way she looking down on me. My family wasn't necessarily the most value in town, but my Dad made existent good money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole piddling AR townspeople, but that was no cause for her to be such a squawk to me. I decided not to look for Callie. I went over and got the pee 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 vista. She found it all to be pretty good story. I gave her the headstone to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's dress off, hang them on the fence, and wrap her in the cover in the spinal column of my Suburban and let her sleep it off. I figured she was done drinking and retching for the dark. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the single missy all went to the cot Chase had set up in the b spot and started bedding down. Callie came out and gave me a adept night osculation. I watched her take the air away as I thought about heading up to the garret where the ace guys who weren't getting laid had planned to bed down. I also thought about how horny I was. I mean, sure I had got a freight off, but I was a teenager boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 times on an average day. This had been no norm day. I had a half-naked adolescent girl in my Shagin'Wagon for crying out loud ! 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 form of thing. He'd always told me to be careful but convey every chance you could to take in a fuck because, as you get older, you don't always get as many chances. I decided I'd mislay my virginity after all that Nox. I grabbed one of the gunny sack and some string by the threshold and headed out to my Suburban.

I was deliberate and hushed as I opened the door. I crawled over the behind and back to where Katy was laying. My prosperous day, she was circularize eagle with the mantle kicked off. I guess she'd gotten warm. I could see her creamy naked cutis. Two pink nipple on small rises up from her chest. A shaved pussy that just looked like a line at the undersurface of her torso, there weren't very say back talk or anything. Her body looked very plastered and nice. I gently and carefully, to avoid waking her yet, slipped the burlap over her header and pulled the string lightly around her neck so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't hang off either. Once I was satisfied, I took my gasp off. I pulled on my cock and worked myself up to full phase of the moon sizing. I like to think I was doing well for a soph kid, but I suppose I am pretty average.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her wooden leg. I lifted her leg slightly and got myself into position all without her moving or saying a word. I didn't shape that would last. I spread my precum around on her labia and then spit in my paw and rubbed in on my stopcock. I figured this would probably hurt the both of us, but I didn't care. I didn't have to count at her while I did this. I could guess she was Callie so long as she didn't fuck it up by talking too a great 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 immunity, but I pushed through until my head was in. I could sense her passion and her getting trickster as I took a respite and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a audio yet. She was so tight it was painful on my cock at first, but as she started to lube up I felt like I could move deeper. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that fourth dimension. Still zero from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a hard get-up-and-go balls deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how stiff and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this bitch who had talked shit and there was nil she could do about.

I got into a rhythm really giving it to her. It was everything all my friends had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't last prospicient and I started giving her shorter, quicker poking. I heard a sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This little slattern was enjoying her Brassica napus ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came alive, her hands came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the poke on her question and she tried to pull it off. I pinned her mitt, 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 difficult and started coming. She gasped tawdry and let out a whimper and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could take heed her crying. I jumped the fanny, grabbed my apparel, got out of the car, and dressed on my way back to the barn and up to the garret. The epinephrine and the dopamine from nutting so hard had my head spinning.

As for Katy, she had rolled over and cried herself to log Z's. When we came to get her in the break of day, she had at least taken the burlap sack off her head. Callie looked at her perplexed when she saw the gunny 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 team with whom it was rumored she had a sexual kinship, 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 .