Where it happened: party
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 1
Category: Straight
my first time sucked. i was at a party, and i had been
having a good time. i had had a few beers, but i really
didn’t have a buzz going yet. it was a good crowd, not many
people but all friends. then shit starting going bad.
first off, this dude that i hate showed up. he was the
reason i had gotten fired from my previous job, but he’s
completely irrelevant to the story. next, the guy i had come
to the party with passed out from drinking too much. then,
and to my horror, SHE came in the door. i had always hated
her. she was a dumpy, rather ugly, slutty skank. i had met
her at a party earlier in the year, i think at a graduation
party. she was all over me then, and i was all about getting
away from her. from what i’ve heard, she was once attract-
ive, but only god knows what the hell happened.
well, of course she immediately came up to me and hugged me.
my friends looked at me, sympathetically. they all hated her
too. no one invited her. she was just there. i walked out
back, grabbed another beer and lit up a cigarette. she
didn’t follow me, so i thought i was safe. i was talking
to a couple of kids about some stupid shit, and then she
came out. she walked and grabbed a beer, MY beer. i didn’t
say anything, cuz everyone had been drinking my shit all
night. then she walked over and sat on my damn lap. i
thought my legs would snap from the weight. she adjusted
herself so that she could look at me while she inanely
talked my ear off. i paid no attention to what she said.
she got up eventually. she’d gotten the hint, i thought, and
i grabbed another beer(someone elses, of course). i chugged
that fucker and grabbed another. chugged that one too. ahh,
finally, a respectable buzz. i grabbed one last beer and
lit another cigarette. by the time i had finished my cigar-
ette, i had finished my 9th beer. i guess you could say i
was drunk by now.
now, when i get drunk, thats a bad thing. i’m aware of what
i’m doing, and my motor skills are OK. but i just do stupid
shit. as soon as i realized i was drunk i knew i was doomed.
the she-beast came back out, and resumed her place in my
poor lap. she reached in my pocket for a cigarette, and i
was about to protest when she grabbed my balls through my
pocket. damnit. i didn’t want this whore touching me, but i
knew i wasn’t going to be able to hold out, and i hated
myself for realizing this. i told her to knock it off, and
she asked for a light. i relucantly lit the cigarette she
had weaseled out of my pocket. then, her only friend came
outside. i’m saved, i thought. her friend talked to her
for a few minutes, and her friend said she was going to get
some play from a guy inside. she wasn’t half bad looking, so
i didn’t doubt it. then the slut on my lap told her that she
was going to get some play too, and she looked back at me.
i weakly smiled and pulled another cigarette out. her friend
left, and she resumed her mindless babbling with me. the
combination of her fat ass sitting on my lap and the beer i
had drank was driving my bladder crazy. i excused myself and
went inside.
when i came back out of the bathroom, she was standing by
the door. she put her arms around me and shoved her tongue
down my throat. well, at least she could kiss. i’ve always
been a sucker for kisses. i was furious at myself for
enjoying it. after a couple minutes i pulled away and walked
into the kitchen. i was starving. i found a jar of peanut
butter. i couldn’t find a spoon, and the jar was almost
empty, so i just stuck my finger inside and sucked the
peanut butter off. i went in for another load, but after
i had pulled my hand out, the prostitute grabbed my hand
and put my finger in her mouth. she sensuously sucked the
stuff of my finger. damn, she knows how to use her tongue. i
told her that that wouldn’t be all she’d be sucking by the
end of the night. she told me she doesn’t do that kind of
shit. damnit. by now i was horny from being drunk. if i
wasn’t so drunk, i would have just driven home and jerked
off. but fate was not on my side.
she attempted to seduce me further. seduction was pointless
at this junction, but i guess she didn’t realize that. i
would never be attracted to her. i just had to bust a nut.
i whispered to her that we should go into another room. we
made our way into the living room, which was not occupied,
but it also didn’t have any doors. oh well. she put her arms
around me again to kiss me, but i wasn’t wasting time. i
whipped off her shirt and unbuttoned her shorts. wow. what
a shock. the hooker didn’t wear underwear. too bad for her,
i’m a sucker for cute panties. i laid her down on the floor
and whipped my dick out. i had been planning just to bang
her and leave. as i went to stick it in her, i just
considerable friction. she was dry as a bone. damnit. i
fingered her for a minute or so, to no avail. i was doomed
to going down on this whore. her cunt stunk worst than my
balls do after working out for 2 hours. i sloppily licked
her skunk pussy until it was wet enough to fuck, not
enjoying a second of it. i had eaten pussy before, and i
loved it. but hers was not a pussy, it was a rotting
mackerel. i got my wallet out of my pants and retrieved the
condom i had been saving for a “special” occasion. i put and
it on and went to it. now, i was not cursed with a small
dick. i’m over 7″ long and almost as wide as my wrist, but
this bitch was LOOSE! i could hardly keep it in her. i was
amazed! she must masterbate with baseball bats or some shit.
so while she’s going off into how good it feels i’m just
sitting there bored as hell, sticking it in, pulling it out,
etc.
she told me she wanted to ride on top, and i agreed. it
couldn’t be any worse. i laid back and she proceeded to
grind her fish into my crotch. her pubic hair was so course
it was scratching my groing, painfully. i felt myself going
limp, so i just thought about the other girls at the party.
that seemed to do the trick. i told her to lay back down. i
starting fucking her again. then i noticed that we were
being watched. goddamnit. not only did i just lose my
virginity to the skankest whore alive, but i just lost the
mood that was so hard to attain in the first place, and my
buzz. i started screaming at the dude, scrambled to get my
pants on, ran after the bastard and beat the shit out of him.
i finished dressing, left the room, woke up the friend who
had passed out, and we left. i didn’t say a word to the
bitch.
luckily, i didn’t hold any moral ties to my virginity, or i
probably would have shot myself. but i’m still bitter at my-
self for giving in to such a dog.
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