5 comments/ 217660 views/ 11 favorites Virgin Party Girl Ch. 01 By: Marla B I don't know why I did it. I just got caught up in the moment I guess. I had been dating Steve for almost six months and while we had fooled around we hadn't gone all the way. I started out giving him hand jobs, and let him cum on my breasts, but soon began sucking him off. The first time I gave him a blow job he even came in my mouth. From then on, he really liked doing that. I wasn't ready to swallow, so I always spit it out in a towel. He had rubbed my pussy a lot and even went down on me a couple of times. I really liked when he did that because he'd usually make me orgasm. My birthday was fast approaching and I wanted it to be special. I had decided to give myself to Steve. The afternoon before it was to happen, I had my blonde hair permed. I painted my finger- and toenails a bright red and got matching lipstick. I had decided to wear my white cotton panties, but no bra, and a short white dress. On the night of my birthday, my parents were out of town for the weekend so we had a big party at my house. A lot of people showed up and couple of them had even brought kegs. Before too long, Steve and I were really wasted. I lead him back to my bedroom and we lay on the bed making out. Soon, his finger was rubbing my clit and I had his cock in my hand. It all felt so good. We got undressed and, since I wasn't on the pill, I rolled a condom onto his erection. We continued making out, touching each other, but Steve seemed really out of it. He said he had to lay back for a minute. A moment later, he had passed out! I was so disappointed and still horny! So I stretched out, shut my eyes, closed my legs a bit and slipped my fore- and middle- fingers between my legs. I began rubbing myself with fast but steady strokes. I wanted to cum so bad. Then I heard a noise so opened my eyes slowly, looking toward the bedroom door. There was somebody standing in the doorway, I could see him lit by the hall light. I thought it was kind of hot; not even Steve had watched me masturbate. I closed my eyes and continued. As I moved my hand up and down over my clit, I could hear the door opening, then the sound of somebody moving around! This really turned me on. Whoever it was wanted a closer look! But soon I felt a hand push my hair back behind my ear and a warm tongue was then slipping into my ear. A hand cupped one of my small breasts and I opened my eyes immediately to see it was Darnell, a really built football player from school who I was crushed on since like 9th grade! I couldn't believe this was happening. Steve was great and all but Darnell was so hot. It got me wet just thinking about him -- and me together. I caressed his face with my hands and we kissed. Soon, I felt his hand against my pussy. It was his fingers now working my clit. He was telling me how hot I looked, how much it turned him on to watch me masturbate. How badly he wanted to fuck me. I looked down at his hard-on and so knew I was going to be fucked that night, but not by my boyfriend. Maybe it was the alcohol or the fact I was so crushed on Darnell or maybe I just got caught up in the moment. I don't know. I looked over at Steve, he was still out cold. I spread my legs and Darnell knew what to do. He climbed on top of me and slowly pushed his way into my virgin pussy. It hurt a little as he went in but he started with slow strokes and, soon, the pain gave way to pleasure. I looked into his eyes as he fucked me, my hands clasped around his neck. I spread my legs as far as I could and rested my ankles on his ass. He began going a bit faster and it felt great. He told me how tight I was, how good it felt to be inside of me. I closed my eyes and begin to enjoy the moment. Soon, I felt his hands grab first one of my arms and then the other. He held my arms down, at the wrists, on the bed and continued to work his cock in and out of me at an increasingly faster rate. After about ten minutes, I felt the bed move down on the side and opened my eyes to see another cock just inches from my face. I didn't know who this boy was, but he was kneeling on the bed and jacking himself as he looked down at me. Darnell continued to fuck me and the other boy started saying, "I'm close, I'm close..." then shot his cum all over my face. The first shot hit my cheek and lips and I barely had enough time to turn my head and open my mouth before the next few shots hit my chin and landed in my mouth. I instinctively swallowed and thought how I had never swallowed Steve's cum -- much less let him cum on my face. After cumming, the anonymous boy turned and looked behind Darnell and said, "Your turn." With Darnell still on top of me, I couldn't see who he was talking to but soon found out when a third boy (no, I never saw him before either!) came around to the side of the bed. He got up on the bed and leaned over and put his cock in my face. He told me to open my mouth. I did. He was so huge I could barely fit it in my mouth, but he leaned over a bit more and began sliding his cock and out of my mouth and Darnell continued to pound away. This was all too much. Here I was being taken by three boys in turn with my boyfriend passed out just a couple of feet away. The boy pulled out of my mouth after about five minutes and pointed his cock toward my breasts. He was jacking himself so fast. His eyes were closed and he was moaning a little. This was too hot. I closed my eyes and started moaning myself and had the strongest orgasm I had ever had. The boy next to me told Darnell to hold me down tighter, I was thrashing about so wildly. As soon as I stopped shaking, he came across my tits. This only sent me over the top again and I had another orgasm. I heard Darnell say he couldn't hold it anymore and I tried to tell him to pull out because I was unprotected but before I could get the words out, I felt the inside of my pussy getting sopping wet. He had cum inside me! The three guys quickly got dressed and they all said what a "hot fuck" I had been. I was so proud. It had been my first time. I guess I was a natural or something. After they left, I laid there and thought about what I had done. I felt bad about Steve and I'd have to make it up to him somehow. I wiped the cum off my face with my hands and rubbed it and the cum soaking my tits into my hard nipples then down to my stomach. I wiped my face down with the edge of the bed sheet, just to make sure I had got it all off. I kept thinking about what had happened. It turned me on so much. I soon found myself rubbing my clit again. It didn't take too long before I was about to come again but then I felt the bed moving and looked over to see Steve propped up on his side, watching me masturbate. He had his now hard cock in his hand. He still had the condom on. "Do you still want me to..?" "Yes." He was totally clueless about what had just happened! Steve mounted me. As he slowly slide in, he kept asking me if it hurt. I told him no, and soon he was fucking me so hard. I talked really dirty to him, telling him to fuck my pussy harder. He only last about three minutes then came, dropping down on top of me after he was done. I was still pretty sticky and only hoped he'd think the stickiness between us was just sweat. When he finally rolled over, I reached down and carefully pulled the condom off. I got on my knees, tilted my head back and showed Steve just how nasty I could really be - by holding the condom above my head and pushing his cum out so it dripped into my waiting mouth. Then I swallowed his cum too. So the second time I had sex it wasn't that great. But the first time rocked. And, in the course of one night, I went from being a virgin to becoming a drunken slut. Virgin Party Girl Ch. 02 Continuing the sexual adventures that began in "Virgin Party Girl"... After my first time with Steve, it's like he wanted sex all the time. I don't know where he got the money to buy condoms, but he always seemed to have one. I never let him do me without protection, which is pretty funny because there were two times when I got really wasted at house parties and ended up hooking up with guys during the last two months I was Steve's girlfriend. The first time it was a guy who had been hitting on me whenever Steve went off to talk to his friends, and eventually he followed me into the bathroom! Once there, he started feeling me up - and I didn't stop him. Steve's sexual performance hadn't improved over the months and, honestly, I was tired of having to masturbate just to get off after he had gone to sleep. So this guy was feeling me up and I was getting so hot as we French kissed and ran our hands over each others' bodies. As the music pounded outside, the guy grabbed me by the left arm and twisted it, turning me around. He held my arm against my back and pushed me forward onto the counter. Before I could say anything he had lifted my skirt and literally tore my panties down one side. They fell down around one ankle. He slipped two fingers into my pussy and, I was so ready by then, both went in smoothly. I had never been taken so roughly. It made me so wet. As he slid his fingers in and out, I begged him to fuck me. He soon removed his fingers. I heard him unzip his pants and then felt the head of his cock being rubbed against my pussy lips. With my free hand I reached in the top of my dress and began twisting and pinching my own left nipple. He then slowly started sliding into me. God, he was so thick! And he just kept sliding in further and further. I didn't know it at the time, but when I saw this cock afterward it must have been about 9" long! Steve's was just under 7" but nowhere near the girth. When I finally felt his body pressing against my ass and legs, I thought I was going to be split wide open with all of him inside me. But then he started moving. He didn't take it slow. It felt so good so fast. Holding my left arm by the wrist, he grabbed a handful of my hair in the back and pulled. Looking in the bathroom mirror, my head pulled back, I watched as this guy just fucked the hell out of me. My blonde hair was bouncing in rhythm with his thrusts, my mouth was hanging open and, because of all the kissing earlier, my lipstick was smeared all around past my lips. Oh God, it was so wild to see myself being used like this. I had only first met the guy maybe two hours earlier, I was so drunk I didn't even remember what he told me his name was, and here I was in the bathroom being his "fuck toy". He started calling me a "filthy slut" and told me to beg for more. Oh did I! I begged him to fuck me harder. I begged him to pull my hair harder. When he did both, it was just too much. I started seeing stars! I glanced at myself in the mirror one more time before my eyes rolled back in my head and my whole body started thrashing about in orgasm. I had never been vocal before but I heard myself yelling, "Oh God! I'm cumming! Keep going! I'm cumming so hard!" I then felt him gush into me. It wasn't the way it typically happens where I just feel soaked, I could feel heavy spurting coating me inside - once, twice, three times - as he moaned and pushed my upper body down hard on the counter top. He quickly pulled out and actually thanked me! I briefly saw his cock as he zipped back up. God, he was huge! My panties were tore and useless. I threw them in the wastebasket. I used a tissue to clean off the smeared lipstick and exited the bathroom. Only a few minutes later, I ran into Steve. He was so drunk and horny. He first demanded to know where I had been but, when I didn't answer, started kissing me and I could feel his hand working its way up my left thigh. Good thing because, at the same time, I was feeling cum running down my right thigh. I grabbed his hand and started leading him back toward the bathroom. On our way down the hall, we passed the guy who had just fucked me! He smiled as he went by. After Steve and I got in the bathroom, I told him we couldn't have sex because I had a yeast infection. He believed me and asked if I'd give him a blow job instead. So, squatting down, I undid his pants and took his cock in my mouth. I ran my tongue over the tip and down his quickly growing shaft. As I began to work my mouth up and down his length, holding it at the base, I slipped my free hand between my legs and begin to rub my by now drenched clit. I just knew there was cum dripping out of me by this point and splattering all over the bathroom floor. God, that made me hot. I worked my mouth and hand in unison and before long Steve was moaning a bit and begging, "I'm so close, swallow it... oh please!" I kind of felt like I owed him now, after what had happened, so when he came I let it fill my mouth. I pulled off him and closed my lips. Half smiling, I then closed my eyes and replayed the night in my head as I furiously fingered myself. I was so close. I could hear myself breathing heavier with each passing moment. I tilted my head back so Steve could see my throat and when I felt my stomach muscles tightening, I swallowed his load - even as I felt my fingers and pussy damp with another guy's cum. "Oh fuck..." I whispered as I had my second orgasm of the night. The second time I cheated on Steve, about a month later, I had gone to a party with some girlfriends. After drinking more than I should have, I felt a little dizzy and went to lay down in a back bedroom. I had only been laying down a few minutes when my horniness overtook what little good sense I had at that point and, despite (or maybe because of) the fact somebody could walk in on me at any moment, I hiked up my skirt and slipped my panties off. Laying on my back, I slowly started running circles around my clit with my fingers. I had just shaved the blonde pubes off the day before and was enjoying the smoothness down there. That's when somebody walked out of the bedroom bathroom. I had vaguely noticed the door was shut when I came in, but hadn't thought much about it. Now this guy was looking at me, my fingers on my pussy, and not saying a word. He was older, probably in his late 20s. And he looked so fine! "Don't stop," he said. I was just drunk enough to obey. I used one hand to rub my clit and, with the other, inserted two fingers in my pussy - slowly working them in and out. I watched the guy as he took off his pants and got closer. He looked at me for a few minutes, then climbed onto the bed! Soon, he was between my legs. I spread my legs further and rested my feet on his thighs as I continued to masturbate. Then he started stroking his cock. He was so close up to me, his cock was now over my stomach. We stared into each others' eyes and, when I quickened my pace, so did he. This was so getting me off! Before too long, I started to feel that old familiar tingle that told me it wouldn't be long now. "I'm gonna cum..." I muttered and that's when he really started jacking himself quickly. "Me too," he added. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip. I was whispering "oh", "oh" under my breath. Then I exploded in orgasm, pushing my lower body up with my feet and twitching from side to side. As I bucked against his thighs, I felt hot streams of cum splash onto my right tit and landing across my stomach. After we both caught our breath, he began scooping his cum up with his fingers and, leaning over, moved his hand toward my mouth. I licked his fingers clean. He repeated this several times until I had taken it all in my mouth. Then, he french kissed me - my tongue still coated with his own cum and everything. He really seemed to like that. After he got off the bed, I swallowed what little was left in my mouth, rolled over and told him I wanted to rest for a bit. He mumbled something or other and left the room. I ended up getting myself off one more time that night before dressing and returning to the party to go home. As my relationship with Steve progressed, he got increasingly possessive. While he never found out what I did, maybe he sensed something. He started putting me down, telling me I was stupid or something. Even though he was mean to me outside the bedroom, once in bed he was still gentle as a lamb - and always done in a few minutes. He was also insanely jealous of any guy that paid me any attention, even if it was innocent. But the last straw was the time this guy started chatting me up at school. Steve walked in on the conversation and just looked pissed. The guy happened to be black and, when he left, Steve start saying derogatory things. He even used the n-word. I was shocked and upset. He had made a few comments in the past that left me wondering, but nothing this blatantly offensive. That's when I knew I was going to break up with Steve. And I knew just what I had to do to make sure he'd never want me back again. But that's a story better left for another time... (Part III - coming soon!) Virgin Party Girl Ch. 03 (See prior chapters in Virgin Party Girl series...) As my relationship with Steve progressed, he got increasingly possessive. While he never found out what I did, maybe he sensed something. He started putting me down, telling me I was stupid or something. Even though he was mean to me outside the bedroom, once in bed he was still gentle as a lamb - and always done in a few minutes. He was also insanely jealous of any guy that paid me any attention, even if it was innocent. But the last straw was the time this guy started chatting me up at school. Steve walked in on the conversation and just looked pissed. The guy happened to be black and, when he left, Steve start saying derogatory things. He even used the n-word. I was shocked and upset. He had made a few comments in the past that left me wondering, but nothing this blatantly offensive. That's when I knew I was going to break up with Steve. And I knew just what I had to do to make sure he'd never want me back again. A few weekends later, I told Steve I was spending Friday night with a few girlfriends. Boy, was he pissed. He said he wanted to drive out to the lake with me and "hang out". But I told him no. Instead, I went to a house party some friends were having. I had asked around beforehand and found out some of the guys from the basketball team would be there, especially Joey. He was a real player. He liked to brag. Everybody knew who he had fucked and who he wanted to fuck. I wasn't on the latter list but, by the end of the night, I hoped to be on the former. I just knew Steve would hear about it but, to make sure, I put my mini-camcorder in my bag. Dressing in a black mini and mesh top, I put on black fingernail polish and dark lipstick. To look even hotter, I wore my black sheer cling stockings and heels. When I got there, Joey wasn't at the party yet. But about four shots and a few beers later, he showed up - alone. I made a beeline toward him and we talked. I smiled a lot and pushed my hair behind my ear as we chatted. Soon we were dancing together. At some point, I asked if we could sit down and, as we headed toward a couch, I felt especially bold and whispered, "We could sit down, or we could find a room and you can fuck me." Joey smiled wide and said, "It's about time." His teeth were so white compared to his dark black complexion and I looked up into his eyes. I stumbled slightly and his arm reached around me and held me up. At 6'3" he was nearly a foot taller than me and seemed so strong. Once we found an empty bedroom, he sat on the edge on the bed. I put my bag on a dresser, and pulled the camcorder out a bit -- hitting 'record' -- as I pointed it in the direction of the bed. I then did a slow striptease, dancing to the music in the living room, as I took off my top. I had no bra on and my nipples were already so hard. I gyrated to the music and twisted my nipples for a bit, then slowly shimmied out of my skirt. I had no panties on. I hadn't shaved in a couple of weeks so had a fine feathering of blonde pubes just above my pussy lips. I slipped a finger in me as I danced. God, I was so wet already! "I'm gonna fuck you so good," Joey muttered as he began undressing. I watched and continued to dance. When he took off his pants and lowered his briefs, he was already erect and I found myself staring at what looked like an 11" cock! It wasn't too thick but, boy, was it long. I started to roll down one of my stockings but Joey said, "No, leave them and your shoes on" so I did. He then stood up by the side of the bed and motioned me over. I crawled over the bed and, on hands and knees, was face to face with his member. Joey lowered it to my mouth and I tongued the tip for a minute or so before opening up so he could slide it in my mouth. He grabbed me by the back of my head and began pushing his length in and out. Each time he went in he went a little deeper. Since the camera was pointed toward the foot of the bed I just knew this side view of me blowing him was being picked up fine. At some point I felt him hit the back of my mouth and he stopped there. "Ever deep throat a big black one?" he said, before slowly pushing forward. I guess I was lucky I got my tonsils out when I was younger, because I didn't choke and it kept sliding in further. I felt my throat tightly expanding as his cock muscled its way down. When close to three inches was in my throat alone, Joey told me to start swallowing. I did, massaging his cock each time I swallowed. "Oh, yeah," he said, then started pulling his length out. As he continued to thrust in and out, he began going faster and faster, each time my throat accommodating his length a bit more. Soon, his hands gripping the back of my head, he was face fucking me hard. I felt so used. It got me so hot. I reached down between my legs and started rubbing my clit furiously. I could feel my drool running down my chin each time he pulled out. My eyes were watering but it all felt so good. Finally, he slammed the entire length of his cock down my throat and moaned. Before I could start to choke I felt his cock head expand, he began nutting straight down my throat and this sent me over the edge. He pulled out quickly, shooting two streams of cum onto my lips and chin before I collapsed onto the bed and twitched uncontrollably - my whole body tingling - in orgasm. "Turn around and roll over onto your back," Joey said. I laid on my back and, kneeling by the side of the bed, he lifted my legs from under the knees - spreading them as he did - and lowered his mouth to my pussy. As he did, I turned my head toward the hidden camera and slowly fingered his cum off my chin and lips. With each fingerful I opened my mouth and licked it clean. As I was doing this, Joey began swirling his tongue over my clit. He slipped two fingers into my pussy and slowly finger fucked me as he increased the pace and pressure on my clit. After six or seven minutes of this, "Oh god," I cried out, "that feels so good!" And it did. My face toward the camera, I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes. I was breathing so heavy. I always liked when Steve went down on me but it usually took longer before he got me off. But I was so close now. Part of me thought it was because Joey was really good at this, but part of me knew I was getting off on the fact Steve would see the video later. "Please...faster," I said, as I ran my fingers through Joey's hair, pushing his head into me harder. "Yes... I’m gonna cum.. Oh, that’s it... yes!” After another minute or so, an incredible orgasm shot up my spine as I began bucking against Joey's mouth. "I'm cumming! Oh fuck, yeah!" Joey pulled away and, without a word, headed into the bathroom. My legs dropped over the bed, still twitching slightly. I called out, "My boyfriend has never gotten me off that hard or fast!" "So, you do have a boyfriend, huh?" Joey called out as he returned to the bedroom. "Well, let's find out if your guy has ever done this." He told me to get on my hands and knees. I did, facing the foot of the bed. I saw Joey had a small bottle of something in his hand. He also had a condom on now. He got behind me so I figured he was going to do me doggy style. I was kinda right. He pushed down between my shoulder blades and I got in what he called the "kitty position." I then felt him pouring something oily onto the crack of my ass. Soon, he began working his fingers, and the oil, into my ass. Oh my god... he was going to do me anally! I had never let Steve, or anybody, fuck my ass! I was kinda scared but felt so nasty. Before too long, I felt the tip of his cock at my opening. He worked it into my ass and started pushing himself into me slowly. God, it burned. But he'd stop every few seconds or so, letting me adjust. After about six or seven inches were in me, Joey stopped and said, "How many times has your boyfriend done this?" "Never." "Good," he said, and then started fucking me hard. It really hurt for more than a few minutes but, slowly but surely, the pain was joined by a growing pleasure. I felt like such a slut! I instinctively reached for my pussy and again rubbed my clit. I kept my eyes focused directly on the camera. Soon, I felt another orgasm building. He was ravaging my ass so rough and said he really loved breaking in white sluts this way. I had never felt so full! I was moaning by then and told him, "Don't stop." I was so close. I was literally panting. I stared into the camera - my free arm gripping the sheets - and, as I exploded into orgasm, just knew it had caught my eyes rolling back into head. I screamed out loud. As my shuddering subsided, Joey pulled out and slipped off his condom. Then, with me still in that "kitty position", he rammed his entire length into my pussy. I was so soaked by then, he had no problem bottoming out in me. I clutched the sheets in front of me with both hands. Grabbing me by the hips, he slammed into me for about five minutes before stopping and - with his entire length still in me - cried out as his balls pumped shot after shot of hot cum into my pussy. With him still in me, Joey haltingly asked, "So where's your boyfriend now?" "At home I guess." "Why aren't you with him?" "He only wanted to go up to the lake to have sex. That gets so boring after a while." Reaching over the edge of the bed, Joey fished his pants off the floor. I heard him fumbling for something in his pocket and, then, he handed me his cell phone. "Call him. Ask him if you can come over now." Without questions, I called Steve. With Joey's cock still in me, I talked to my boyfriend. He invited me over. After the call, Joey and I disengaged ourselves. I sat at the foot of the bed and opened my legs. I spread my pussy and fingered myself gently. I could see Joey's cum slick against my pussy lips and matted onto my pubes. It was thick and white, he had creamed me good. Even without zooming in, I knew the camera was picking it up. There was just so much cum. I started toward the bathroom when Joey asked, "Where do you think you're going?" "To clean up." "No," Joey told me, "go over to your boyfriend's like that." I had already seen some of Joey's cum leaking out of me, so started to protest when he added, "I want you to fuck him with me still inside you. And you better hurry so too much doesn't leak out." Oh God. This was so totally nasty. But I knew if I wanted Steve out of my life this would be the final insult. So I quickly got dressed, kissed Joey goodnight, and drove over to my boyfriend's. When I got there, about 5 minutes later, Steve was laying on his bed wearing just his boxers. He had probably been playing with himself after I called because he was already hard. I undressed and slipped into his bed. When he reached for a condom, I told him, "No, let's do it without one tonight." He looked at me questioningly so I lied and told him I was on the pill now -- but wanted to surprise him so hadn't said anything. I was still kinda wasted and, like always, whenever I got drunk I always "forgot" protection. We made out for a few minutes and then Steve started suckling my nipples. Soon, he began working his way down to my stomach, kissing my body as he went. But before he got any further I got scared, knowing he'd freak out totally if he went down on me and discovered my pussy sticky wet with white gobs of another guy's cum. So I pulled him gently up by the hair and said he should fuck me. He was on top of me and slide in so easy then said, "You are so wet tonight. I don't think you've ever felt so hot inside either." That alone almost sent me over the top. Steve began pounding my sopping pussy and within just a few minutes - as I replayed the earlier part of the evening over and over in my head - I just knew I was going to cum. "Don't stop! I'm so close... faster... oh yeah... ohhhh...", I moaned. "God, you must been horny! You've never gotten off like this before." Steve whispered. Just then, my orgasm hit and my body thrashed wildly under Steve. I dug my nails into his back and clamped my spread legs down hard onto his ass, pushing him further into me. My toes curled tightly as I threw my head back into the pillow. This completely set him off. I felt him spew his load into me, and I moaned, "Fuck! I'm cumming! Oh, Joey! Yes!" Steve immediately pulled out of me and leaped off the bed. His face was red with anger. "Who the hell is Joey?" he demanded. I answered that it wasn't important. I explained that I had wanted to break up with him for a while and this was our last time together. He wanted to know why. I said it was hard to explain in person but that I had made a "video diary" that would answer both his questions . He angrily grabbed the videotape I had pulled out of my bag and said I should leave. So I did. Steve never confronted me later about the tape's contents. But the guys at school were soon looking at me different. I don't know who talked - Steve or Joey. Probably both. I soon found myself hanging out with Joey, and his friends, more often. Mostly at the mall and stuff. Then, one Saturday afternoon, Joey called me at home. He invited me to a party him and his friends were having that night. He said it was a private party. I only realized once I got there just how "private" it was. But that's a story for another time... (Part IV coming soon)