SEX PARTY_(2)

The party was so boring. These bonfire hangouts always were. I sat on the musty couch of the Jackson cabin, a beer in one hand, watching people hang out, make out, and pass out. Such a drag. I was a little drunk myself, but clear enough to drive home. I told my friends I was going back home and made to get up, when a girl stopped me at the door. I knew her vaguely from school, but, being a senior, I don’t pay much attention to younger kids. She was smokin hot and dressed like a slut. Her top was short and tight, stretching over her big tits, and her shorts might as well have been a denim bikini. She didn’t say anything, but grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the recesses of the large cabin. It was a confusing jumble of people, music, and the sweeet aroma of marijuana. I loved it, getting a buzz from the beer and second-hand weed smoke.

As we went further, there were less and less people around. Soon there was none at all and we were passing into what looked like a bedroom. She shut the door behind us and locked it. I looked questioningly at her. She led me to a bed that took up most of the space in the dimly lit room. On the bed was another girl, possibly fifteen with groovy black hair and a pale complexion. She was well-endowed with large tits and a nice ass I could see from her position, and from the fact that she was naked. She looked asleep, but she was obviously passed out. The girl that had led me there, I remembered, was named Sarah. She rolled the girl on the bed over till she was on her back. Sarah looked at me and knelt her pretty face down to the other girl’s pussy, licking and tongueing softly.