Robert 'S Outset Clock Time


First-Time, Young
The natural spring sun was coming down hot on the first day of Spring Break Sophomore yr. I had just got my license about a month before and my Dad, ever one to scotch his merely 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 Friend, have some brews, and hopefully to get to break-in the shagin'estate car.

My friend Chase lived on a 10-acre farm plot. It was back off from the main route in the Sir Henry Wood. No one would come back there, and no one would get wind us throwing down unless someone specifically called the pig. Even then, they'd have to either break the lock on the gate or get Chase to add up candid it. Chase's parents were old rednecks and likely to throw down with us rather than get knock over about anything going on.

We had planned it out. We would observe it minor. Hopefully more miss than guys. We had invited our ally me, Henry Martyn Robert Mitchell, my buddies Justin, Caleb, and baton who everyone called Red. We had Melissa, a brown hair's-breadth, chocolate-brown eyed elder stoner biddy 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 Homer Armstrong Thompson girls, Amber and August, one a Sophomore and one a entrant, both blondes and a lot of fun, Jamie, the dance captain, a junior, and four freshmen girls, Jenna, Katy, Becky, and Callie. We felt like this gave us guys a proficient chance to get the alcohol flowing and maybe score with at least one of the chicks that would be there.

We got a keg of Bud light, a bunch of wine-coloured cooler for the girls, some Jack and some Jim shaft 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 improbable. She was tenuous but athletic, precious, and acted like everyone should idolise her for it. She wore hopeful red lipstick that didn't quite look ripe on her otherwise beautifully pouty lips. She had dirty blonde hair, blue eye, a sharp but cute nozzle. She was reduce and didn't really have any bosom to talk about, just thin ascent under her Texas Rangers jersey. She had been an athlete and really into softball but had issues with some wound during Jr High and was taking time off so she was fit if a bit too close.

She started talking tinker's dam immediately. She made fun of the blue coloring of my Suburban and my customs stereo and back-up camera. She started shabu talking my execution in the basketball playoffs earlier that yr when I had gotten punched in the grimace and then thrown out when my coach yelled at the ref 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 black eye for a week ! I hated this girl and couldn't remember why she was invited in the first blank space. She always did this form of diddley. She was a stuck-up snoot nosed minuscule goody two shoes. I wasn't even sure why she was coming to a party like this. I shot because she and Callie, who was as sweet-smelling as she was sour and almost as gorgeous, wanted to come hang out with me and have a few deglutition 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 country like all practiced redneck kids, and drinking. After a while pursual noticed that Katy wasn't drinking. Chase went over and stopped the music.

"WHOA EERYBODY"pursuit 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 quail away from the attention. She was clearly uncomfortable with the situation.

"KATY"Chase continued,"Everyone here HAS to ingest a boozing. time period. If not you can get your ass on home right now."

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

Chase laughed at here for a solid 10 seconds."I guess you'd skilful get him to take up your snooty ass back dwelling house 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 condition to labor !"

To be fair, I had a couple 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 drinks to the noblewoman as potential though.

"semen on, Katy, just have a wine cooler and joystick around !"Jamie, the dance skipper, coming in clutch. Even with her usual choice not to share, Katy found it punishing not to just sip on a bottle when the school day dance headwaiter and well-respected student 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 crapulence.

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 Virgo the Virgin and was pretty nervous. 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 real respectable. She gave me a script job and sucked on my dick a fiddling. It took the edge off when I blew my load. We cleaned up, she put her number in my earphone with a promise 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 nighttime. When I got back to the b I noticed a few people had paired off already but the party was still going potent. 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 make out outside ? It's Katy. I think she's had too much to drink."Callie said pulling me away from the radical.

They knew I liked her so they thought zip of me going correct outside with her. I got outside and found Katy on her knee over a bucketful fully of her regurgitate wine 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 spell. I shook my capitulum no."Good, shesh canf do Sooooo muchsh expert than you."

I knew this chick didn't like me. I knew she didn't want me dating her champion. I didn't appreciate the way she looking down on me. My sept wasn't necessarily the most value in town, but my Dad made real good money and we were up and coming. She was"old money"I suppose for a shithole small Arkansas Ithiel Town, but that was no effort for her to be such a squawk to me. I decided not to wait for Callie. I went over and got the piddle hosiery and just started spraying Katy down.

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

"Just cleaning you off."I said.

"ass ! 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 clothes off, fall them on the fencing, and wrap her in the mantle in the book binding of my Suburban and let her sleep it off. I figured she was done drinking and retching for the Nox. I went back to the party.

Around 2 the ace girls all went to the crib following had set up in the barn office and started bedding down. Callie came out and gave me a good Nox buss. I watched her take the air away as I thought about heading up to the loft where the 1 Guy 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 consignment off, but I was a teenage boy. I probably jacked off 3 or 4 times on an average day. This had been no average day. I had a half-naked adolescent miss in my Shagin'Wagon for crying out flashy ! It'd been an awe-inspiring day even with her bitchy friend… Her bitchy friend…Her naked cattish booster. I had talked to my Dad about this sort of thing. He'd always told me to be measured but occupy every probability you could to have a screw because, as you get one-time, you don't always get as many prospect. I decided I'd miss my virginity after all that night. I grabbed one of the gunny dismission and some string by the room access and headed out to my Suburban.

I was careful and hushed as I opened the door. I crawled over the seat and back to where Katy was laying. My lucky day, she was open bird of Jove with the blanket kicked off. I guess she'd gotten quick. I could see her creamy naked skin. Two pink teat on minuscule hike up from her pectus. A shaved pussy that just looked like a line at the arse of her torso, there weren't very pronounced sass or anything. Her soundbox looked very tight and overnice. I gently and carefully, to forfend waking her yet, slipped the gunny over her head and pulled the bowed stringed instrument lightly around her neck so it wouldn't choke her, but it wouldn't fall off either. Once I was fulfil, I took my pants off. I pulled on my prick and worked myself up to fully size of it. I like to think I was doing well for a soph kid, but I suppose I am pretty norm.

I got myself up, moved over her, and got between her legs. I lifted her legs slightly and got myself into position all without her moving or saying a word. I didn't figure that would net. I spread my precum around on her labia and then spit in my hand and rubbed in on my turncock. I figured this would probably suffer the both of us, but I didn't care. I didn't have to appear at her while I did this. I could pretend she was Callie so long as she didn't fuck it up by talking too much. I rubbed against her spreading pre-cum and spit 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 resistivity, but I pushed through until my head was in. I could find her heat and her getting slicker as I took a break and let her adjust. She still hadn't moved or made a sound 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 act deeper. I pulled back and bit and made another jab. I made it about halfway that prison term. Still zilch from Katy. So, I pulled back and gave a severe push nut deep. Still nothing. I couldn't believe how mingy and hot she was. It was amazing. Here I was fucking this bitch who had talked jack and there was nothing she could do about.

I got into a beat really giving it to her. It was everything all my friend had assured me it would be. I knew I wouldn't last recollective and I started giving her shorter, quicker jabs. I heard a sound finally. She was moaning. I couldn't believe it. This little hussy was enjoying her rape ! Uh, uh, uh, uh I heard her go. Suddenly she came animated, her hands came up and tried to hit me, then they went to the dismissal on her head and she tried to extract it off. I pinned her workforce, 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 hard and started coming. She gasped garish and let out a whimper and another"Noooo !"

I rolled off her, I could hear her crying. I jumped the buns, grabbed my wearing 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 sleep. When we came to get her in the morning, she had at least taken the burlap poke off her head. Callie looked at her perplexed when she saw the gunny but didn't ask about it. Katy never said a word of honor to anyone, as far as I know, about what happened to her. The simply 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 months later, I finally got Callie's cherry tree too but that is another floor .
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