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I try not to latch on to any group in particular, I just try to stay cool with everyone. The preps in this town throw a lot of parties. The good thing about these parties is that their houses are huge and the preppy chicks who are always prude bitches during the day put out once they get liquored up. Then there's the non-prep parties. These rock. There's always slammin' tunes, plenty of booze and weed, and lots of slutty chicks. The bad part is that they usually make me pay to get in, and there are a lot of ghetto-type people there. Either way, though, I have fun. So enough bullshit, I want to tell you about something that happened to me a while ago at a party. It all started a couple of weeks ago when I met this girl named Taylor. This chick came to my school a year ago as an 8th grader. Man was she a hot ticket. Every guy in the school was like, "man I'd like to screw her." She was a ditzy little chick, always walking around in the sluttiest little outfits, bending over in skirts, stuff like that. She hung with the ghetto people, and got caught smoking up, the usual slutty girl routine. It seemed to me like she was whoring herself out to every lowlife in the school, so I was shocked to find out that she hadn't gone farther than second! This made her even more desirable in my mind, cause this chick was hot! She was short and thin, with skinny hips and a tight little ass and... well you'll find out more a little later. Oh yea, did I mention that Taylor skipped a grade in her old school, making her only 13 in 9th grade?! I guess not. Well, I liked this fact, I liked it a lot. So anyway, Taylor fucked up a lot in 8th grade, so her parents decided to put her in a boarding school for her freshman year. As the first half of this year went on, I forgot about her so when she came back in the winter, it was like "Alright, that chick's back." I learned that Taylor had gone to a co-ed boarding school, and while she was there, she had gone from a mere slut to a megaslut. People said that she fucked her brains out there, and I wasn't at all surprised. It even made me a little hopeful, cause now I was thinking, "now maybe I can fuck this chick." Taylor was in my PE class for the second half of the year, and one day she just started talking to me. This was cool because she was a freshman and I hadn't ever talked to her before (mainly because she was a fresh- man, and it wouldn't seem socially acceptable for a senior to hit on a 9th grader). She mentioned this party that a bunch of ghetto-type people were having that night. I asked her if she needed a ride there, and she said, "Yeah, I didn't know how I was going to get there, especially since I just got kicked out of my house." "What for?" I asked. "Smokin' up," she said, "I've been living at friends houses for like a week." So I guess I had a date, or at least as much of a date as someone can get with such a slut. I thought this might get interesting, especially since I wouldn't have to bring her home or deal with her parents, or anything. Now I knew my mission would be to get her loaded enough, and then make my move. We pulled up to the house and I got out of my car. The ghetto-type people outside the door looked at me a little funny, (I guess they consider me a prep) but when they saw Taylor, I could tell everything was cool with them. "Hey, is my sister in there?" she asked one of them. "Yea, here's your cup, we got two kegs in there, have a good time." Her sister... of course. Probably the only slut bigger than Taylor is Taylor's sister Katie. She screwed all the ghetto guys. I even heard that she and Taylor and Katie's boyfriend had a three-way, but I didn't know whether or not to believe this. All I knew was that if Taylor was bi, she couldn't get much more desirable to me. "Hey man," the door guy said to me as he handed me a cup. Cool, since they knew Taylor, they let us in free of charge. Inside, the party was pretty cool. Classic ghetto- style house party, full of weed smoke, black light, and a DJ with lots of hip-hop music. I'm not such a great dancer, but the DJ was slamin', and after a few brews, I loosened up. I didn't want to get too drunk, however, just in case I got some action, so I could remember what the hell happened. Also, I had to drive home. Taylor, on the other hand, was getting plenty loaded. We got separated for about 15 or 20 minutes, and the next time I saw her, she was practically tripping over herself. "This is great," I thought, "This chick's already wasted, I didn't even have to persuade her." I wasn't surprised, either. She's so diminutive, I'd bet it doesn't even take her five beers until she's half passed out. We were on the first floor with the kegs, and since the DJ was downstairs, up here there was just a bunch of people (mostly guys) sitting around getting drunk. All of a sudden, Taylor got up and said, "OK, I got kicked out of my house a while ago, and I need some money, so if you all chip in, I'll strip for you guys." My dick jumped in my pants when I heard her say that. Apparently, I wasn't the only one. Every guy in the room (including me) instantly reached into their pockets. I pulled out whatever I could find, a couple bucks, or something. We all put our money on this table in the center of the room. She counted it up, and it was like $90. "This is enough," she said, and got up on the table. She was standing up, and moving around sexily, although I could tell she was really hammered. She ran her hands up and down her sides and then up to her breasts. She squeezed her small tits and then ran her hands down between her legs. She then slowly lifted her top, exposing her tits clad in a lacy black bra. She then moved down to her sexy tight black pants. She slowly unzipped her pants, and hooked her thumbs under the waist, and slowly slid them down. As she did, she bent over, exposing matching black panties. When she got her pants down to her ankles, her ass was sticking up lewdly into the air, right in front of my face. Her ass was small, her hips flaring slightly past her skinny waist, and I couldn't help but ask myself whether this chick was even fully developed. As she bent over as far a s physically possible, I watched as her panties were pulled tight between her legs, revealing the pubic mound underneath. Watching the tight material stretch tight over her mound, revealing the cleft between her pussy lips was almost too much for me to bear. She danced around for a while in her underwear, but she knew what the drunken idiots around her wanted. Taylor reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, and pulled the cups away from her tits, exposing them to the crowd. Her small breasts couldn't have been more than A-cups, but they looked so awesome on her body. They were pert and slightly rounded, and they flowed beautifully into large, cone-like red nipples that looked like they were unusually protruded for such small breasts. A cheer went up in the crowd as Taylor exposed herself and chucked her bra into the group of guys gathered around the table. She danced around, squeezing her tits, pushing them together, and rubbing her pointy nipples, much to my enjoyment. As she moved, I could tell the alcohol was beginning to really effect her, because her motions were becoming slower and drunkier (if that's a word). Finally, she gave the crowd what they'd been waiting for. She sexily hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her lacy panties, and pulled them down the same way she pulled down her pants. She was bending over with her ass pointing right at me. My heart was beating so fast, and maybe it was just the alcohol, but it seemed like she was pulling her panties down in slow-motion. I had a hard on since she suggested stripping, but now my dick was ready to jump out of my pants. I was practically drooling as I watched the waistband of Taylor's panties move progressively lower. I watched the top of the waistband slide down past the top of her ass crack, and down further and further, revealing her tight little ass. Then I braced myself for what I knew was coming next. Her panties slipped off her ass, revealing to me her pussy. My dick lurched in my pants, and she let her panties fall, until they were around her ankles. She used one foot to kick the lacy undergarments into the crowd. Amazingly, they landed right in my lap. I put the crotch area of the panties to my nose and breathed in deeply. Damn, if I didn't know better, I'd say this chick was getting turned on by striping. She turned around a few times, running her hands over her lithe young body, over her breasts and between her legs. Then she sat down on top of the table and, with her knees bent, spread her legs wide open. I almost blew my load right there when I saw her entire naked cunt displayed wantonly before my eyes. This little strip show was quickly becoming nothing more than pornography... excellent! Getting a closer look at her pussy, it was quite clear to me now that this little slut wasn't even fully developed. She had a dark patch of pubic hair above the top of her slit, but it wasn't the thick, bushy matte that some girls have. Also, her pubic hair had just begun to creep down the sides of her pussy lips, leaving the most part of her cunt clearly visible. Being petite, I didn't really expect Taylor to have a large pussy, but the one I saw before me was even smaller than I expected. Her mound was a slightly thinner and longer version of the classic coffee bean shape, but it still looked like it was not done developing. Her thin, pink pussy lips were fairly tight against her body, but the opening of her vagina looked like it had been prematurely stretched out by more than a few dicks. At the top of her slit I could see her little clit peeking out from her outer lips. Taylor slid one hand down to her pussy, and flared open her outer lips, revealing more to our eager eyes. The inside of her pussy was glistening and red, from her inner lips, which looked puffy and aroused, right up to her clit, which was poking its way out from its little hood. The woody I had in my pants was by now so hard it hurt, but I didn't know what I could do about it now. She continued playing with herself for our enjoyment, opening and closing her pussy, running her finger up and down her slit, and squeezing her small tits together while playing with her nipples, the whole time my dick straining against my pants. Suddenly, Taylor put her hand on her forehead as though she had a bad headache. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed back on the table. There she lay, naked and sprawled out on the table before us. Now, as you probably know, this scene could have turned ugly pretty quickly. I mean, a wasted, passed out little slut in a room full of drunk, horny guys. But luckily for Taylor, her sister Katie, who had been around when Taylor passed out, rushed over to see what happened. Katie, a redhead who was two years older than Taylor, was another huge slut, as I mentioned before, but not nearly as hot as Taylor was. Her body wasn't bad, but she had small tits, and her face was kind of screwed up. Anyway, she went over to her sister and propped her head u on her chest, trying to get her upright. She fanned her face, and talked to her in an attempt to revive her. After a while, Taylor opened her eyes and said distantly, "What happened?" "It's alright," said Katie gently, "you just blacked out for a while, that's all." "Oh, no," said Taylor, who buried her head in her sister's chest. "Aw, it's alright," said Katie, tenderly stroking her sister's hair. "You know something? you looked really hot just now stripping for these guys," she said as she moved her hand down Taylor's smooth skin to her ass. I was thinking that this was now getting kind of weird, but I was still captivated by the sight of Taylor's nude body, so I stayed where I was. "Really?" asked Taylor in response to her sister. "Yeah, and you know something else?" said Katie, "you look so sexy right now, sitting on my lap like this." Taylor looked up into her sister's eyes, but before she could say anything, Katie kissed her. Now this was no sister to sister kiss, this was a slow, tender kiss like the ones shared between lovers. It quickly evolved into a full blown, open-mouth kiss, and then into a heavy tonguing kiss like in porno movies, and all of a sudden it seemed that Taylor and Katie couldn't get their hands off of each other. Katie's hands were on Taylor's breasts, and she cupped them, and kneaded them with her palms. Taylor had one hand on Katie's breast, and on had gone up Katie's skirt. When Taylor's hand reached its destination, Katie broke off from the kiss and arched her neck back with a moan. At this point I felt my eyes practically bulge out of my skull. Before me was a hot lesbian love scene between two chicks I saw everyday in school. And as if that wasn't enough, they were sisters! They continued to feel each other up, Katie's hands running over Taylor's smooth back, and down to her ass. Taylor's hand continued to move rhythmically in Katie's skirt. All the while, they were practically sucking each other's faces off, groaning into each other's mouths. Katie's hand eventually made its was down to Taylor's crotch. She cupped her sister's entire pubic area, and Taylor immediately responded by grinding her horny little cunt against the hand. Katie ran her middle finger into Taylor's by now moist slit. Taylor continued to hump, rubbing her sister's finger up and down in her slit, and mashing her clit against Katie's palm. Taylor moved her hands up to her sister's shirt and proceeded to unbutton it. When Taylor got down to about the third button, she blacked out again, and fell limp against her sister. "Damn," I thought, "Just when things were starting to get really hot." Katie's face quickly developed into a disappointed frown, but then her sense of responsibility came back to her, and she said, "She's had way to muck to drink, she's got to go home." She then reached for Taylor's clothes, and after putting the wad of money into a pocket, proceeded to dress her sister. A chorus of disappointed exclamations and gestures went up as most of the guys began to clear out of the room. But, feeling partially responsible as Taylor's date, or whatever I was, I stayed. I quickly realized I still had her panties, but I decided to put them in my pocket as a souvenir. Once Taylor was clothed, her sister said, "Hey, who brought her here?" Snapping out of the daze that had come over me during this whole ordeal, I stood up and said, "Me." "OK, Roy, right?" said Katie, "could you take her back to wherever she's been staying? She's way to drunk to stay here." "Sure, no problem," I said. Actually, it might be a problem. I was still a little out of it, and I wasn't sure I could drive. Also, I was kind of disappointed that I hadn't gotten any that night, even though I saw a show that I knew I wouldn't soon forget. But despite it all, I picked Taylor's small body up off of the table and began to go towards the door. But before I got outside, Taylor woke up and said, "Roy? What's happening?" "You passed out again, I'm taking you back to your friend's place." "No, I can't go back there, they'll throw me out if they find out I've been drinking." "Hey," I said, "you're totally loaded, I can't just leave you here." "Please, Roy, don't," she said sheepishly. There, cradled in my arms, looking up at me with those eyes of hers, I knew I was helpless against her will. So, I brought her upstairs, and into one of the currently unoccupied bedrooms. Laying her on a bed, I said, "Just try to sleep it off. I'll take you home when you sober up." Just as I was about to leave the room she said, "No, Roy, stay." At these words my mind raced and I was ecstatic at the prospects of getting this girl in bed, but I kept my cool, saying, "Sure," and getting down next to her on the bed. She put her hand on my leg and said sweetly, "Why are you so nice to me, Roy?" Before I could answer, she had straddled my lap, and proceeded to kiss me pas- sionately. "Damn, this girl sure is making it easy for me," I thought as I ran my hands up over her lithe body. I practically threw her back onto the bed and jumped on top of her, kissing her and wildly trying to undress her. As I was taking her shirt off, she was deftly slipping out of her pants (no doubt she had done this many times before). After I got her shirt off, I practically tore her bra off to get to those sexy little tits. Once they were exposed I took one of those hard, red, candy-like nipples in my mouth and sucked hard. She screamed and grabbed a hold of my head and held it there as I sucked, each time feeling the nipple expanding and hardening. By the time I took my mouth off to go for the other nipple, the one I had been working on was so hard it looked like the eraser on a pencil. I proceeded to do the same thing with her other nipple as she slipped out of her panties. When I saw that she was completely naked (again), I hurried to take the rest of my clothes off. I threw off my shirt, and hastily unfastened my pants. Then, in one quick motion, I disposed of my underwear, letting my dick spring out, hard as an iron rail. I then continued to suck on Taylor's breasts, as one hand went between her legs. I wanted to make sure she was really wet before I inserted, because she looked like she might be kind of tight, especially for a guy like me, if you know what I mean. Well, no problem there. Taylor's oily lubrication seeped out of her hole as I spread the lips of her pussy open. I moved my hand up to her clit, which was now fully engorged and visible, poking out from her outer lips. I was surprised at it's size and hardness as I ran my fingers over it, causing a little squeal to come out of Taylor. I stopped sucking to look down at her aroused cunt, and my dick lurched. It was so hard that if felt as though a single touch would set me off. I knew that I couldn't hold out much longer if I didn't take her soon. So, I got into position on my knees in front of her, She knew what was coming next, and spread her legs wide for me. She used two fingers to spread her cunt lips open, and lay there with a sweet, expectant smile, waiting for me to enter her. I didn't really know how I wanted to go about doing this, but I decided to move fast for fear of blowing my load all over her before I was even in. So, I posi- tioned the head of my cock on her swollen inner lips and, grabbing her hips, thrust as hard as I could, driving most of my cock into her with one push. In fact, it went in easier than I expected, but then again this chick was no virgin. As soon as I felt my whole shaft enveloped in her warm moist tunnel, I was cumming violently, not having time to pull out even if I'd wanted to (which I didn't). When Taylor felt my hot cum hit the walls of pussy, she moaned, and I felt her pussy grip my dick. I wasn't even near finished for the night. My dick hadn't even gone a little soft after my orgasm, and I started to hump her again. I had to go slowly at first, because Taylor was tighter than I had realized at first. She was the tightest I'd ever had. In fact, looking down at her penetrated pussy, I was surprised that I fit in her at all. Her immature pussy lips were stretched tight over my shaft, and when I pushed into her, they even folded in on themselves a little bit. If she was this tight now, I thought that it mush have been like haven for the guys who fucked her the first couple of times. Everytime I pushed in I felt myself filling her to capacity, and everytime I pulled back, I felt her tender pussy gripping my cock. As she eased up, I began to hump her harder and harder, until I was slamming my dick into her as hard and as fast as I could. I could tell this was how she liked it, too, her rhythmic screams increased in intensity until she was silenced by the overpowering waves of orgasm washing over her. Her angelic little face contorted violently as her orgasm hit her. Then her back spasmed as she lurched upward and bit my shoulder. I felt her cumming hard on my dick, the waves of muscle contractions milking my dick, which I slammed into her and held there as she cummed. Soon, I couldn't hold it any longer, and I again shot the hot white sherbet in her little cunt. Even after I was done, she wrapped her legs around my waist and thrust upwards, wailing each time until her orgasm subsided. Finally she fell back on the bed, and we just lay there. She fell asleep in a matter of seconds, but I just stayed there, soaking up the beauty of her naked body. After a while, I decided I better get some sleep as well, seeing as how I was driving her home, and I was in no condition to get behind the wheel. *** The next day, I awoke and found her gone. After getting dressed, I searched around the house looking for her. It was about 6 a.m., and the sun was just coming up. There were a few people still there, mostly passed out on the floor or just getting up, like me. However, there was no sign of Taylor anywhere. I decided this was just as well, considering I wanted to get home pronto, before my parents woke up. As I got into my car, I thought, "At least I'll have last night to remember," as I reached into my pocket. But, mysteriously, the panties were gone. I chuckled to my self and said out loud, "That little slut." *** If your have any comments on this story I'd love to hear from you. Write to: (writinroy@hotmail.com)