I got my braces off, lost 25 pounds and figured out what to do with my hair in 11th grade. Which means, I got put on the list of girls to conquer. I was curious about this. It is exciting to be noticed for the first time.
Jen begged me to go to a party with her. She had been personally invited by A (hot shot athlete), and she wanted to follow through. I had never been to a big party, but I had been getting texts about it from a guy I liked (Joe). He was goofy and fun and I was excited. So we went.
I walked into the party and Lou stood on the couch. “OH MY GOD ABBY MORRIS IS AT A PARTY. ABBY FUCKING MORRIS.” I was a lifelong loser, so this immediately became the most important moment in my life.
Joe led me into a room. I wasn’t totally unexperienced, and I wanted to go. But Pete was in the room already, which was a surprise. They laid down next to each other with their dicks out.
“You’re gonna suck my dick first, and then Pete’s.”
I don’t know how long I had my mouth on Joe, but suddenly there was a pounding on the door. It was Joe’s (ex?) girlfriend. Saying she was gonna kill me. But actually, she was saving me. They made me stay in the room. I sat on the bed. Raphael came in. We chatted about it. He climbed on top of me and tried to make out with me. I said “No” and he said “okay” and sat with me until the coast was clear.
Later, Pete led me up to a quiet corner of the house and pinned me to a chair and pulled my shirt up and stuck his cock between my breasts until I pushed him off. Jen was long gone by this point. I found a ride home. I was very drunk.
At school on Monday, the jocks all wanted hi-fives and the girls wouldn’t talk to me. That’s wasn’t unusual, I didn’t have many friends anyway. I was proud of the hi-fives. I felt accepted. The boys became my friends and the girls became my enemies. And that’s how it was in my school. I’m not the only girl to do that at a party-I was just a late bloomer, that’s all.
A year later, I finally got mad, when my friend Steph told me that Raphael had been bragging how I gave him a blow job that night. “That night?” Apparently I had willfully handed out blowjobs to the entire junior class. Then I got mad.
But I was never ashamed.
*names have been changed in this story to maintain anonymity.