Where it happened: In the park
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
All my life, I’ve been the perfect daughter: dependable, straight A’s, the perfect goody-goody. Always doing the right thing. And I got tired of it. I wanted to show my friends that I could be daring, naughty, wild, even shocking, a free spirit. So when my 15th birthday rolled around 2 weeks ago, some of my friends said it was time I was initiated, when I proved that I could be one of them. So when Tim suggested sneaking out the night of my birthday, it seemed the perfect time to be the new me.
I was so nervous and excited when 2 am finally rolled around and it was time to sneak out. Everyone was in bed, so it was no trouble getting downstairs and out the door. Here I go!
Tim and Paul were waiting outside for me. Tim had a blanket, and Paul had a bag with a bottle in it. We walked to my best friend Sara’s house, and then to the park. I felt so evil, so free!
We went to our favorite spot at the park, towards the back in the midst of some trees. Tim laid out the blanket and Paul opened the wine bottle, took a swig and passed it to Sara, who handed it to me, saying, “Drink some, it will help.” I took the bottle and chugged a good mouthful. It tasted ok, sweet like cheap soda, but I could feel myself buzzing already. Tim had some, then passed it back to me. After a couple of more swallows it was empty and I was feeling pretty good.
So Tim says, “OK, Katie, the first step in your initiation is to take off your bra.” I must have looked a little stunned. I wasn’t really sure what I was expecting this initiation to be. He said, “Are you gonna wuss out already? I thought you wanted to show how cool you are.” Then Sara said “Jeez, Katie, it’s not a big deal. I’ll do it with you.” Then she reached around her back, unsnapped her bra, pulled the straps out the arms of her tank top and pulled it out. “Woohoo!” the boys cheered, and she swung it around over her head and tossed it onto Paul’s head. I was thinking, ok, I’m not going to chicken out, I said I was going through with this and I will. So I undid my bra, slid it down my arms and held it out. I was wearing a white camisole top and I was glad it wasn’t any brighter in the park because I know my nipples had to be showing through. They were like little pebbles, poking through the thin fabric, and I’m sure my puffy areolas were quite visible. OK, I was definitely being naughty!
Everybody cheered for me and I struck a pose, dangling my bra then dropping it. Now Tim said, “For the next part of your initiation, we’re going to blindfold you,” and he took out a bandana from his pocket, rolled it and tied it over my eyes. “This part is called Chicken. You have to stand still there and not move or flinch. If it’s too much, then say “chicken” and the initiation stops and you fail. But get all the way through and you win. Are you going to be a chicken?” Well, I already decided I wanted this. No turning back now! “C’mon, Katie, you can do it!” Sara giggled.
One of the boys came up behind me and gently started massaging my shoulders and neck. Pretty nice! His fingers pushed the straps on my cami down off my shoulders, then traced down my arms to my waist. I didn’t move a muscle, kept my head high and held still. I’d show them! He brought them around to my tummy, just under my cami, and rubbed there, tracing around my belly button. It started to tickle, but I held in the impulse to giggle. Then he pulled me back against his body and started kissing and nibbling on my neck and ears. Mmmmmm, I got the shivers! I tilted my head back against his chest and I know I was smiling. As he continued nuzzling me so nicely, his hands started moving up, his fingers brushing the sides of my boobs. Good thing I had had that wine or I’m not sure I could have stopped myself from flinching. He traced his fingers up to my shoulders, across to under my neck, then down between my boobs and back out to the side. He slowly repeated this several times, each time closing the circle in until his fingertips were tracing my nipples. Uh oh, this is getting serious! But no, I’m not going to wuss out. I can do this.
I took a deep breath and swallowed, but didn’t stop him. My ex-boyfriend had tried feeling me up like that a couple of times but I didn’t let him. Now the hands stayed and started caressing my boobs, massaging and squeezing them. God, what a feeling! I wondered what Sara was thinking about me now, watching them do this. And I wasn’t even sure who it was touching me, which actually made it even more exciting.
His hands slid back down to my tummy and inside my cami and up to my bare boobs. My nipples were so stiff by now. Fingers were rolling them, twisting them. Electricity was shooting through me. My heart was beating so fast, my breathing increasing by the second, but I was not going to wuss out. I could feel the night air on my exposed boobs as my cami was lifted up to my neck. I also became aware of a hardness pressing into the back of my butt as he started to grind against me.
I think the other one was getting impatient for his turn. He lifted my hands above my head and pulled my cami off over it before I knew what had happened. Now I was standing there topless, in front of 3 of my friends, getting felt up. This was going a lot further than I had ever thought it would. I heard Sara gasp and whisper, “God, Katie, you look so sexy!” I dropped my hands back to my side and resolved to see this through.
Now boy #2 was feeling my boobs and started licking them, then sucking. Fire was coursing through me, making my whole body tingle, right through to my crotch. The boy behind me was moving his hands down the inside of my black P.E. shorts, inside my panties and on to my ass. He started feeling my butt, squeezing my cheeks and grabbing them. It was almost like I wasn’t there, like I was unattached and watching, but at the same time I was the one feeling all these feelings as those hands were exploring my virgin, untouched, goody-goody body. My heart was pounding, my breathing was heavy, I couldn’t help the way my body was moving along with their hands. I was becoming aware of my pussy becoming tingly and wet, I was getting so turned on!
Now I do masturbate fairly regularly, I’m not that much of a goody-goody! So I do know how to cum. Actually, Sara and I have masturbated together a couple of times when I’ve slept over at her house, usually after a long discussion of boys and sex and what it must be like. We just did ourselves and kinda watched the other, no touching each other or anything! Just relieving built-up hornyness. So I knew what was coming when he started reaching around to my pussy and rubbing it. I was so wet, just dripping. Things were taking off fast.
I couldn’t help letting out a little moan, mmmmmm, as he started rubbing my slit. I instinctively pushed back against him and felt his hard dick pushing against my butt. Now the other boy had stopped playing with my nipples, maybe he was watching, when I felt a light, soft touch around my nipple, very gently circling it, a caressing touch. Then a fingernail dragged across the tip, a long fingernail…Sara’s! OMG, she was touching me, too! Her gentleness was so sexy, so stimulating, that I didn’t even notice that my shorts and panties were dropping to my ankles. Someone lifted my feet out of them and I realized I was completely naked. Sara took my hand and pulled it up to her breast, under her tank top, and I started playing with her nipples, too. I pinched the tip of one a little, she let out a gasp, then I felt her lips on mine, a very soft kiss, her tongue lightly following. I started kissing her back, completely lost in the moment, not even thinking about what I was doing.
Things started happening very fast now. I felt a finger slide all the way down my slit and into my pussy. I was so wet it slid right in, and he (she?) started fingering me, in and out, in and out. I could feel things building inside me, that familiar sensation leading to an orgasm. Someone took my other hand and wrapped my fingers around something warm and very strange feeling. I realized it was his cock, as he closed my fingers around it and moved my hand to he show me how he wanted to be stroked. The one behind me stopped fingering me, reached around me and lowered me to the blanket.
Before I knew what was happening, someone was on top of me, between my legs, sliding up my body, and I could feel something poking, prodding in my crotch, then a sudden quick stab of pain as his dick slid into my vagina for the first time. I suddenly realized that I was getting fucked! Oh god oh god oh god this is it! I’m losing my virginity, I’m getting fucked, oh my god! The pain eased quickly as he pushed all the way into me. I was so scared but it felt so incredible! I couldn’t help but rock up against him as he thrust into me, again and again, so good, soooo gooooood, OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Suddenly I came, my pussy on fire, the waves of pleasure spreading like lightning from vagina through my body. Immediately he let out a groan and shoved himself into me as far as he could as he came deep inside me, squirting load after load of cum into me.
As he stopped ramming me and my orgasm subsided, I reached up and took the bandanna off my eyes. I looked up and saw Tim, his eyes still closed, mouth open, sweat dripping, a goofy look of pure pleasure on his face. At least now I knew who I had lost my virginity to. Looking to the side, I saw Sara on her knees, one hand on Paul’s cock, the other on his butt, her head bobbing back and forth as she sucked on his dick. His hands were on her boobs, her top bunched up above them, but his eyes and attention were definitely on me, watching me get fucked.
As Tim relaxed and rolled over off of me, Paul immediately pulled away from Sara, dove between my legs and before I could do anything he was pushing into my dripping pussy. Needless to say, it slid in easily to the hilt and now Paul was fucking me, too! This time I was more aware of what was going on around me, as Tim and Sara watched me having sex. I guess this was the initiation that they had in mind! I could feel Paul thrusting inside me, but it didn’t feel as good as before. I was getting a little sore now, not to mention squashed against the ground, but Paul kept at it, breathing heavier and heavier, pushing harder into me. As his face was drawing tight, he gasped out, “Dude, did you come in her?” “Hell yes,” Tim said, and at this, Paul let loose in me and I got my second load of cum, deep in my pussy.
I heard Sara let out a cry that I had heard before, in her room, and saw her lying on the ground with her hand up her denim skirt, rubbing her pussy furiously as she, too, came. We all collapsed on the ground, panting, and I quietly started to cry. Oh my god, what have I done? Am I pregnant? If I am, which one is the father? I wanted to be naughty, wild, but not this! I felt like such a slut. What a stupid fool I’ve been!
“God, Katie,” Sara said, “I can’t believe what you did! That was so unlike you!” Tim walked over to Paul, they exchanged high-5’s, and said, “That was so fucking awesome!” I don’t think either of them cared that I was crying.
I gathered up my clothing and started to get dressed, but Tim said, “We get to keep your bra and panties as tokens. Ask Sara.” She nodded, so I just pulled on my shorts and cami and we walked home. I took a very long shower, got into my jammies as the sun was coming up, crawled into my bed and cried myself to sleep. I’ve got a lot of questions to ask Sara.
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