Robert 'S First Time


First-Time, Young
The spring sun was coming down hot on the first off day of saltation respite soph year. I had just got my license about a month before and my Dad, ever one to spoil his entirely son, got me a decked out brand-new 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 Quaker, have some brew, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'patrol wagon.

My ally Chase lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the chief road in the Mrs. Henry Wood. No one would come back there, and no one would take heed us throwing down unless somebody specifically called the cops. Even then, they'd have to either break the curl on the gate or get Chase to come open air it. following's parents were old rednecks and in all probability to make down with us rather than get upset about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would keep it small. Hopefully more girl than guy. We had invited our friends me, Henry M. Robert R. J. Mitchell, my buddies Justin, Caleb, and nightstick who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown pilus, brown eyed Senior stoner skirt who was on and off dating Justin, Annice, an auburn haired Junior with a bright mouth and a dry wit who liked Caleb. The Count Rumford girls, gold and August, one a Sophomore and one a Freshman, both blonde and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance maitre d'hotel, a Jr, and four fledgling girls, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us ridicule a effective chance to get the alcohol flowing and maybe sexual conquest with at least one of the chicks that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud Christ Within, a lot of vino coolers for the girls, some seafarer 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 tall. She was lean but athletic, precious, 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 sassing. She had dirty blond hair, blue eyes, a needlelike but cunning nose. She was cut and didn't really have any bosom to peach about, just slight rises under her TX fire warden T-shirt. She had been an athlete and really into softball but had progeny with some accidental injury during Junior senior high and was taking fourth dimension off so she was fit if a bit too skinny.

She started talking shit immediately. She made fun of the downcast color of my Suburban and my custom stereoscopic picture and back-up camera. She started trash talking my performance in the basketball playoffs earlier that twelvemonth when I had gotten punched in the case and then thrown out when my manager yelled at the reviewer about it. We still won, but people thought it was funny I guess. I didn't, I had to go away the game humiliated and had a Joseph Black eye for a week ! I hated this girl and couldn't recall why she was invited in the first place. She always did this kind of squat. She was a stuck-up snoot nosed little goody two shoes. I wasn't even sure enough why she was coming to a party like this. I guess because she and Callie, who was as sugariness as she was sour and almost as gorgeous, wanted to come hang out with me and ingest a few drinks and she wanted to"protect"her champion.

We got to Chase's and the night began. We were all mingling, listening to rock, rap, and country like all goodness redneck kidskin, and imbibition. After a patch 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 wince away from the aid. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"KATY"Chase continued,"Everyone here HAS to hold a drinkable. Period. If not you can get your ass on abode right wing now."

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

following laughed at here for a whole 10 bit."I guess you'd expert get him to take your uppish 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 shape to push back !"

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

"come on, Katy, just consume a wine cooler and stick around !"Jamie, the dance sea captain, coming in grip. Even with her usual pick not to touch, Katy found it surd not to just sip on a bottle when the schoolhouse terpsichore captain and well-respected student tells her to do so. Katy marched over to the abominable snowman tank where the drinks were, got herself a wine tank, and started drinking.

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 skittish. I can't say I'm a nice guy, but I really did like Callie, so I didn't pressure too much. I got her bra off and got to cook out real good. She gave me a hand job and sucked on my cock a little. It took the border off when I blew my payload. 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 dark. When I got back to the b I noticed a few people had paired off already but the party was still going hard. I got myself another beer and walked over to talk to everyone when Callie ran in from outside.

"Robert, can you follow 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 justly outside with her. I got external and found Katy on her knees over a bucket full moon of her vomit wine cooler moaning.

"Callie, can you run and go get us a washrag ? 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 head no."estimable, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh unspoiled than you."

I knew this biddy 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 short Arkansas township, but that was no cause for her to be such a bitch to me. I decided not to expect for Callie. I went over and got the water hose and just started spraying Katy down.

"Arrgh, swuch, What the *gargle* piece of ass ! ?"She asked.

"Just cleansing you off."I said.

"screwing ! 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 queer. I gave her the keys to my Suburban. I told her to get Katy's apparel 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 drinking and retching for the Night. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the single miss 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 pigeon loft where the single 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 lading off, but I was a teen boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 times on an average day. This had been no average day. I had a half-naked teen girl in my Shagin'Wagon for crying out brassy ! It'd been an awesome day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked cattish friend. I had talked to my Dad about this kind of thing. He'd always told me to be careful but acquire every prospect you could to have a fuck because, as you get older, you don't always get as many fortune. I decided I'd fall behind my virginity after all that Nox. I grabbed one of the burlap sacks and some string by the room access and headed out to my Suburban.

I was careful and quieten as I opened the threshold. I crawled over the can and back to where Katy was laying. My favourable day, she was distribute bird of Jove with the blanket kicked off. I guess she'd gotten warm. I could see her creamy bare skin. Two pink mamilla on belittled climb up from her chest. A shave pussy that just looked like a line at the bottom of her torso, there weren't very judge lips or anything. Her organic structure looked very loaded and nice. I gently and carefully, to avoid waking her yet, slipped the burlap over her head teacher and pulled the drawing string lightly around her neck opening so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't strike off either. Once I was fulfil, I took my pants 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 moderately average.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her legs. I lifted her peg slightly and got myself into lieu all without her moving or saying a password. 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 cock. I figured this would probably anguish the both of us, but I didn't fear. I didn't have to look at her while I did this. I could pretend she was Callie so long as she didn't piece of ass it up by talking too practically. 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 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 falling out and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a sound yet. She was so tight it was terrible on my prick at first, but as she started to lube up I felt like I could move mystifying. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that time. Still nothing from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a grueling button balls deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how tight and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this squawk who had talked shit and there was zip 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 long and I started giving her shorter, quicker jabbing. I heard a sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This picayune slut 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 sack on her nous and she tried to pull it off. I pinned her men, leaned penny-pinching 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 crying. I jumped the rump, grabbed my dress, 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 caput spinning.

As for Katy, she had rolled over and cried herself to log Z's. When we came to get her in the morning, she had at to the lowest degree taken the burlap sack off her chief. 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 variety was that she stopped being so outgo, got a boyfriend on the football squad with whom it was rumored she had a sexual relationship, and stopped being so mean to everyone, including me. About 6 months later, I finally got Callie's cherry red too but that is another story .
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