The girl who has stood up to bullies and assholes as long as I can remember.“Take it one step at a time. Dinner. Chatting. Walking. Chatting. Joking... Lather. Rinse. Repeat.”I chuckled at that last bit.“Oh, Rhee. You’re right. I don’t know why it’s hitting me like this. It’s only a few more inches. Well ... a few more inches twice, or so.”With that, my face flushed, and Rhee snickered in my ear.“Hang on. I’ll be right back.”Rhee pulled on a pair of shorts and headed downstairs.I almost laid out. The outline of her shapely ass cheeks looked quite nice against the leather material of the equipment and her tight-fitting denim jeans. She pictured herself striding up the hill in front of Hans and having his clear blue eyes focused on her pronounced ass gap laboring up the slope.She was certain Hans would want to play with her bottom long before they ever got to the top of the climb.The sight of the lean muscular young man came into view at the entrance to their cottage. She threw the rope. We began to hang, drink, and dance. We would step out for a smoke, talking and laughing. Back inside, the sea of people became an ocean. I was okay with that because that meant we were forced to be closer. The more she drank the more handsie she was getting. I lend in to tell she something. The bass would drown me out so, I put my hand on her hip to pull her closer so she could hear me. She was so intoxicating, I forgot what I was going to say. I was drunk. Like a high proof whiskey, one shot. He put that big cock head against my opening and started to push. I could feel my opening start to stretch further and further as that cock head disappeared inside me. No condoms, nothing between us, just raw skin on skin sex as that thick cock continued to stretch my ass. I remember that I grabbed the pillows on either side of me and squeezed to stop focusing on the pain I was feeling at that moment. Shortly though, he was all the way in and the pain was now pleasure as he started to fuck me.