It was my freshman year. I was so excited because I had been asked to go to homecoming by a junior. Mom had taken me out to get my first truly fancy dress for the dance. When my date, Brian, picked me up, my dad gave him the ‘rules’ of getting me home on time and everything, and my mom took pictures of us together before we headed off to the dance.
I was so nervous, and excited as we made our way into the commons for the dance. It was dark, and the music was playing loud. Brian immediately took me out on the dance floor and we danced through several songs. After our second slow dance, I could feel Brian’s hands on my ass, pulling me close to him. I looked up at him, and once our eyes met, he leaned down and kissed me. I was in heaven. I couldn’t believe that this somewhat popular junior boy had asked me, a freshman, to the homecoming dance.
After a couple more dances, Brian took me to a quiet corner and asked me if I wanted to go to a ‘real’ party. I looked around at the other students, then looked back at him and said, ‘sure’. As we were leaving, one of the teacher chaperones asked us why we were leaving. Brian told them that, since I was a freshman, my parents had wanted me home early.
We got into Brian’s car, and drove for about 15 minutes, before we pulled onto a gravel road that led to an old barn. We parked and headed into the barn. It was similar to the homecoming dance; dark with music playing and some people were dancing. Brian went over to a table with a punch bowl on it, scooped up some of the punch, and filled two cups. He brought them over to me and told me I should drink some before we started dancing again.
The juice had a somewhat bitter taste and made me cough a bit. I would realize later that there was definitely alcohol in the juice. We danced a bit, and Brian brought me more ‘juice’ between every couple of dances. Soon, I was definitely feeling the alcohol, and having a hard time staying up while we danced.
Brian suggested we go sit down somewhere quiet for a bit. We went towards one end of the barn, and through a door, leading to a couple of rooms. I’m not sure what they were used for, but they were fairly dark, and much quieter than the main room with the music.
We sat down on a bail of hay, and almost immediately Brian was kissing me. My mind and body were reeling from the alcohol, and I kissed him back passionately. Soon, his hand was under my dress, and I could feel him rubbing my pussy through my panties. I lost all track of time and what was going on around me. I don’t know when he pulled my panties off, or when he moved, but the next thing I realize, he is kneeling between my legs, and pushing his hard cock inside me.
We were kissing as he was thrusting his cock in and out of me. Just as I started to cum, he pushed as hard and deep as he could, filling me up. I was a bit disappointed. I had only just started to cum when he came in me. I asked if we could go again. He got up, smiled at me, and told me to wait just a minute. Soon, he came back with one of his friends. He told his friend that ‘she needs more, but I’m too worn out.’ Without saying a word, his friend pulled his pants down, pushed me back onto the hay bale, and pushed his cock into my wet and cum filled pussy. He lasted a bit longer, and I managed to cum once before he came inside me.
When he got up, I saw that there were 3 other guys now in the room, all naked with their hard cocks in their hands. After being fucked by all 5 of them, Brian came back in and helped me get my panties back on and to his car. He then drove me home. He told my parents that it seemed someone had spiked the punch at the dance, and I hadn’t been feeling good, and that was why we were late getting home. From the way I was acting, they fully believed him. My mom took me up to my room, and helped me get ready for bed.
The next day, all I could think about was how excited I was for the next ‘dance’ to happen.
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