Beach Party by Baron Rod Copyright © 2009 by Baron Rod (baronrod.macf@gmail.com) (m+f+ orgy 1st cons) Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyrighted with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. Reproduction for profit is forbidden. Any distribution must include this note and the author's email address. Don't be caught attempting to make a buck off me! Warnings and disclaimers: This is adult entertainment! Be warned! While I don't really write stroke stories if you're not into graphic depictions of sex, this is the wrong story for you! If you're too young to be legally reading this, move along! This is a work of fiction. It is not intended to reflect any particular person or persons, and the incidents portrayed exist in their current form solely in the writer's imagination. You get the idea. *=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=**=* Since I was only fifteen my folks only allowed me to go out with a crowd and allowed me to go to parties, but I still wasn't allowed to go on single dates. I had kissed a lot of boys, but never really got beyond that. It was summer and one of the guys was having a party at his folk's house which was right on the beach. My girlfriend, Gloria, picked me up and we left. I was due home before midnight. When I got there I found out that his folks were gone for the weekend. If I had followed the rules my folks had set I should have called and had them come and get me. Parties without supervising parents were a no-no. But it was only six PM, and there was lots of daylight left, and I wanted to swim, and I didn't want to be a party pooper, so I didn't call. There were six guys and, including me, four girls at the party. Mike, the guy who was throwing the party, had a the charcoal grill going with thick, meaty ribs. There was lots of soda, but no beer or booze. My high school had lost seven kids in three separate alcohol related accidents since January and so the rest of us were sort of 'scared straight'. So I can't blame alcohol for what happened. We ate and swam and danced and in general had a good time. About dusk, eightish or so, we were out in the water and were horsing around, playing a kind of 'keep away' with a beach ball. One of the guys, Paul, tried to swat the ball from one of the other girls, Gloria, missed and snagged her bikini top right off. There was embarrassment all around, but since the strap was broken she decided to throw the bra onto the beach and keep playing. Of course it wasn't long before all of us girls were topless. During a later scrimmage after the ball John was tripped and Kathy pulled his trunks right off and threw them on the shore. A quick flurry and there were ten kids skinny dipping by the time the sun went down. The moon was already up and maybe three quarters full so there was plenty of light for everyone to see the sights by. Soon there was a general grope and make out session going. Kathy had paired with John, Gloria had Don and Walt kissing her all over, Patsy had Mike in a huge lip lock and I had Paul kissing my tits and Brian licking my pussy. I'm not real sure, but I think Gloria and Don were the first to lose their virginity. Paul and Brian had gotten me to orgasm and then Brian had positioned himself and entered me. It didn't hurt more than a slight pinch and then I was swept away in the passion of the moment. I got my knees up around Brian's hips and locked my ankles around his ass while he pistoned into me deeper and deeper. Paul sort of sat at my head and put his cock on my lips and I turned my head and opened my mouth and started sucking. Brain came into me and rolled off and I just swarmed up over Paul and got on top of him and sat down on his spit and pre-cum soaked cock. I rode him for a few minutes and we orgasmed together. In the quiet moment afterward we looked around and saw that everyone else had either finished or was near finished. For the next almost three hours we four girls had sex with all six boys. Paul wanted to try anal, but none of us girls would agree to it and the other boys enforced our wishes. By the time 11:30 rolled around the guys were wore out, and it was time for most people to be leaving. I had been laid nine times. I could hardly walk the next day, I was so sore. The goddess of love smiled at us, because, while no protection had been used, none of us girls got pregnant that night. Comparing notes later we found that of the ten people there only Kathy, John, and Mike had not been virgins. It was a magical introduction to sex.