THE PARTY TURNED OUT to be the stoner crowd. Not where we normally hung out, but no one knew of any other parties tonight. Everyone agreed to stay close because some of the guys were creepy. It was like they’d never seen pretty girls before. That was something I hated about having big boobs. Everyone just assumed you were easy. Little did they know the only guy I’d ever been with was Luke. These guys were giving us funny looks, and not the good funny.
Then one of the boys walked up to us. I have to say it took guts for a guy to walk up to four cute girls when you’re in high school. Usually, they’d come up in a group to give themselves confidence.
“You ladies look you could use a drink. Follow me,” said Mr. Confident.
“Lead on, sir,” Sammie said, giving him a smile.
He was cute, but a little overweight. I tried to place who he was.
“We have two choices tonight. We have the keg of cheap beer; if you go that route, I’d suggest you chug a couple to get past the taste. After about the third one, it’s not so bad,” he said, showing us his beer. “The other choice is a little tricky. We have an Everclear punch that has a sneaky kick to it. I’d advise caution with that one, but if you’re looking to get hammered, it’s your best bet.”
We all looked at each other and grinned. We all said at the same time, “Hammered!”
“Good choice,” he grinned back at us. “This way, ladies.”
He took us to the dining room where a big garbage can was lined with a trash bag. I suddenly realized who the guy was: it was David Dawson, Greg Dawson’s little brother. He was only in middle school. Where did this little shit get off being so confident? He ladled out four glasses of punch.
“Well, I think you gals know what to do at a party. I’m going to go catch up with my friends. You have fun,” he said as he left us.
“He sure has that Dawson swagger,” Sammie said.
“Oh, that’s little Dawson. I was trying to figure out who he was,” Mona said. “I can see that he’ll be following in his brother’s footsteps.”
“He’s in middle school. Let’s go find some real men,” I said.
We all touched our glasses and then downed our drinks. Barry had finally shown up after he’d parked the car. He got us all another round of drinks. Barry then went off to find the keg. We decided to walk through the party to see who we knew. No one from our regular crowd was here. In a way, it was liberating not to have to deal with them. It felt like a night we could just cut loose. No one but us would know what we did tonight.
After making the circuit, we went and got another drink. Mona wanted to dance, so we went to the living room where the music was. No one else was dancing, but we were there to have fun. After a couple of dances, I’d gotten sweaty and thirsty. We had Barry get us another round of drinks. After getting mine, I went out in the backyard to cool off. There was a picnic table with three guys sitting around it. I felt a little wobbly, so I sat down.
“Hey, Tracy, you having a good time?” one of the guys asked.
I finally placed him. He was ‘Tiny’ Dickson. The rumor was that he had a big willy and that was where the nickname came from. He was a senior and rumored to be the biggest drug dealer at Lincoln High. He was with another boy whose name I couldn’t remember. He’d dropped out and was bad news. The last boy I didn’t know. I would guess he was in middle school. He looked like he was bad news too.
“I think that punch is kicking my butt,” I complained.
“When did you become such a bad girl? I thought you were a little princess and wouldn’t hang with us commoners,” Tiny teased me.
“Hey, I resemble that remark. This princess just dumped her dumb jock boyfriend and wants to have some fun.”
“Big words, little girl,” he challenged me.
“I suppose you know what fun is?” I shot back.
“Maybe I do,” he said as he pulled out a joint. “Care to join me?”
I thought about it for a moment. I had a good buzz going and I’d vowed to have fun tonight.
“Sure.”
“Come on; let’s go somewhere a little more private.”
He led me to a back bedroom and sat on the edge of the bed. Being alone with him had me a little nervous.
“Don’t worry, Princess. We aren’t going to do anything you don’t want to do.”
I tried to read him as he lit the joint and took a deep drag. He grinned at me as he held it in and then slowly let out a cloud of smoke. I sat down and took the offered joint. I had never smoked before. I took a deep drag and proceeded to try and cough up a lung.
“We have a virgin,” he teased me.
I had tears in my eyes as I glared at him. That made him laugh. He took another hit and then leaned over and kissed me. He blew the smoke into my mouth and I inhaled. Wait, did he just kiss me?
“Being a little forward, aren’t we?” I chided him.
He gave me a lopsided grin and handed me the joint. I took another hit and the coughing was better. He was cute in a rough kind of way. He would never be good-looking, but he had a charm about him. I stopped myself. Was I seriously thinking this way about a drug dealer?
He leaned back on the bed and I giggled. Where did that come from? I suddenly realized I was high.
“Come here,” he told me.
I leaned over and kissed him and found I liked it. The pot brought down my normal defenses, which made it okay to make out with him. He ran his hands over my back. Then he got brave and cupped my butt, the naughty boy. I found myself exploring his body. I was turned on as I felt my bra come free. I felt him play with my left breast and was surprised that it felt so good.
He stopped kissing me long enough to help me out of my shirt and bra.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he growled, and he attacked my breasts.
Why couldn’t Luke make me feel this good? I think if the sex had been better, I’d still be going out with him. Tiny just seemed to know things. I think it was the combination of bad boy and pot. He reached down and undid my jeans. I’m not proud of it, but I helped him get me naked. He smiled at me, taking in the view. He then laid back.
“Get me hard,” he ordered me.
I undid his belt buckle and opened the button to his jeans. I pulled down the zipper. He lifted his butt so I could pull down his jeans and underwear at the same time. My eyes got big as I saw that the rumors were true.
“Damn, you’re big.”
He just chuckled as he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me down. I was suddenly a little nervous.
“Suck me,” he ordered.
I parted my lips and he forced himself into my mouth. I gagged when he pushed to the back of my mouth. I heard him laugh as he began using my face. This was not what I signed up for. He began to thrust into my mouth in earnest. I couldn’t get away; he had ahold of my neck. I started to make noises to make him let me go.
“You like that, don’t you?” he teased.
I had tears streaming down my cheeks as he pushed deeper. Suddenly I couldn’t breathe.
“Damn, that’s nice,” he moaned.
He pulled back and allowed me to catch my breath. Then he started again. Luckily, he didn’t last long. I felt myself get dizzy and started to see spots when he finally finished. I was dazed and upset. He didn’t give me a chance to express my displeasure as he flipped me over and took me from behind. It felt like I was a virgin again. Damn, that hurt.
He just used me. I was lucky he had turned me on before or this would have been bad. At some point, I began to enjoy it. Luke had never lasted this long. My body betrayed me and I went off like a firecracker.
“Yes! Give it to me!” I shouted.
If I had known that sex was this good I would have dumped Luke after the first time we were together. Tiny grunted, and then he stiffened. I was wiped out as he finished. I would be sore the next day.
“You’re a good little lay, Tracy. I might want to do this again sometime. I’ll call you,” he said, and he got up and got dressed.