Where it happened: Farm Party
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I had dated a boy named Greg on an off through middle school and high school. We had always been good friends, and the times we were dating were always very casual. Mostly, we just hung out after school at his or my house and played Nintendo or watched movies. We kissed quite a bit, but that was as far as we ever went. As a couple of the geeky kids in a small school, we were not in the “in” circle.
The summer before my senior year, there was a big party at the farm of one of the other seniors. Greg and I went, even though neither of us were in to the high school party scene. (Most of the parties were a bit too redneck for us.) They must have bought out the local liqour store, because there was more beer there than I had ever seen in my life. Being about as inexperienced in alcohol as I was in sex, it didn’t take me many drinks to get way beyond the point of rational thought.
A little after midnight, someone had the idea that we should all go skinny dipping. Having zero better judgement at the time, I joined in. Before that night, no guy had ever seen me naked. And now, almost every guy in my senior class had seen every bit of me. Of course, I didn’t care at the time. (Plus, I now had seen all of their cocks, so I considered it a fair trade.) It didn’t take me too long to find Greg in the pool and begin making out with him.
I’m not exactly sure when we got out of the pool, but the next thing I remember is that I was lying on the deck beside the pool with Greg between my legs fucking me. I remember how awesome it felt, but I honestly do not remember him entering me. I guess if I did feel any pain, it’s lost to my drunken memories. It didn’t even bother me that people were watching. In fact, Angie, the hostess of the party, even commented afterwards that Greg had an awesome cock and that I was lucky. Like a good gentlemen (although I don’t think he planned it that way), Greg made me come first before he busted his nut.
Luckily one of us (I’m not sure which) decided to grab one of the “party favor” condoms. I was at my most fertile time of the month and was not on any birth control, so that would have had a huge impact on my senior year.
After that night, I got the nickname of “party nerd.” Greg and I dated a bit more, and had sex a few more times, but then broke up for the last time around Halloween. After him, I went through about half a dozen guys. I decided that I was off to college the next year, so slutting it up a bit in high school wouldn’t be too bad. Once I got to college, I calmed down again and found the guy I’m now married to. I was his first and only, but he loves hearing stories from my “wilder” days.
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