I was always quiet and shy around him. We are in highschool, and its awesome. As of right now, im in the 10th and he's in the 11th. And this is how ou... first fling started.We were at home getting ready for my cousins sixteenth birthday. I love parties because I could grind on boys and feel their hard cock on wet tight pussy ( I was a virgin until my brother took it ). And this party was special. It was a no parent aloud party, so you know what this meant? I'll be feeling cocks all night! I was. Except for the rage part.As far as I was concerned, none of this was a big surprise to me. I was certainly extroverted, was fairly friendly with strangers, was usually in a good mood, and I was fairly productive and creative. I didn't sleep a lot, and while I didn't consider myself promiscuous, I possessed a healthy sex drive. I was the one everybody attached the word "hyperactive". Self-esteem was not a problem of mine, and I didn't think I had any problems with the squandering of funds. In. She told me she would be right back and left me standing there, as she dashed out the door. I took a look around. The room was tiled all the way around, including the floor and the ceiling. It was a nice shade of canary yellow with black, white and gold trim. Real upscale, I thought, for a glorified truck stop. There was a large, chrome shower head that reminded me of a miniature flying saucer, only shiny and polished. The shower itself looked like one you would only find in a hotel suite. It. “Stand!” someone shouted and wrenched open the carriage door.“Well I be buggered, looky here,” some yokel shouted, “They be so busy fucking they ant heard we.”My heart near stopped, this was not my chums but some real vagabonds.“Don’t thee stop on my account master, you give her a proper seeing to while we borrow your purse,” he said as he deftly sliced the left pocket from my jacket.My member was roused beyond all reason. “Ohhhhh,” Miss Maitland cried as I gently reamed her innards, “It.