They soon began chanting, “strip, strip, strip…” and her body tingled. She untucked the jeans and struggled to get them over the boots. Then the...scrap of fabric slid down her legs. She stood in the middle of the bar naked, except for the boots. She trembled with both nervousness and excitement. The man she had been talking to, Spike, told everyone else to get in a circle around her. He grabbed a beer bottle and set it in the middle of the circle. He told her that they were going to play a game. I stepped back in surprise and sensed a little fear. I wanted this to happen but I was caught off guard by Clara’s aggressiveness. Before I could react to Clara’s advancements her strong body was wrapped around me. She pulled me on to my back and looked me in the eye. “Now you are mine!” she roared before pinning my arms spreading them apart and placing her dripping cunt at the base of my stiffened cock and pushing my penis against my abdomen. She rested there for a moment just long enough to. I remember my heart rate was high when I was selecting what to wear during the afternoon. Even though jeans were the common default fashion, I decided on a summery dress for its practicality. The party was at a fairly normal house with a large yard in a nice leafy suburb. My final year guy was already there with his friends and met me as I walked up the driveway. We went inside to meet the girl who was putting on the party. I recognized her from the car party at. Mike was on pins and needles when the doorbell rang. He opened the door to see Deanne. "Hi," he said, opening the door."Hi, yourself. Where's Caryn?" Deanne asked."She should be home any minute. I have a birthday celebration planned." He showed Deanne the ring.Deanne cooed over it. "Does she know?" No idea," he said."I've spent the last year wondering if I was doing the right thing. But I guess it is going to work out," she said.Mike looked puzzled, "Speaking of the last year, where have you.