High-School Sex Party!

Morgan and Bill were grabbing bottles of liquor, sneaking it into the bag and laughing. You had just offered to let them crash at your house. Morgan was putting stuff in her book-bag, a green thing she used in college, and now in post-graduate school.

Most of the family was leaving. The four of you were in the den. Bill's dad was cleaning up. Dan pulled you and Bill to the side. “Yo, lets go through the woods and drink at the rocks!”

The “rocks” was the area we drank at in high-school in the woods behind our houses. It was secluded and off the dirt road a bit.

Morgan caught on, “What are the “rocks” guys,” she joked. “Is that like hook-up point for you guys in high-school?”

Bill laughed, “Kind of!” To be honest, it was more a place were Bill hooked up out of your group, now that you thought about it. Some of the cooler kids, or kids that claimed to be cool, hung out there in high-school, and brought some of the sluttier girls. You heard some still did, not growing up. Bill hung out with some of those guys, but he also hung out with you and your “crew”.

Morgan made a ditzy voice. “Like, no way, like I'm a good girl, She looked right past you at Bill, “so I'm not like sucking your cock Bill if that's what you think!” The voice was hot to you. Very hot. It sounded like those slut girls from high-school. The ones you never had a chance with and sometimes made fun of you. The ones the “cool” guys fucked. It was oddly like your dreams. You fantasy dreams. “I have like class in the morning!” She added.

Dan added, “Yeah, every-time people fuck up there they name the spot after the girl!”

This made Morgan laugh. The four of you got ready to leave. “Is your dad asleep,” Morgan asked, looking in the den. Bill's mom was still cleaning with his aunt. His cousin Tammy was out front on her phone. Bill's dad and uncle looked to be passed out on the couch. Everyone else was gone. Morgan looked around. “Wait a second,” she ran into the bedroom and disappeared. The three of you were out back drinking beers.

Bill looked at his phone, and had a confused look. “Morgan wants me to make sure my mom isn't looking or my aunt.” Bill looked to make sure they were in the den. He texted Morgan.

Like a flash she ran from the hall, out the dining room, and out the back door. She stood with a smile before all three of you.

“OH FUCK!” you muttered first grabbing your dick as it moved. Your eyes took it all in, there was Morgan right before you, dressed like a high-school girl. She had on a turquoise plaid tartan skirt, that came above her knees. Below those knees were knee high-socks, a matching color with pink stripes. She still had the silver strap heels on. What made you cock begin to uncontrollably leak was the tight yellow top with pink and red words that read “The Popular Slut!” Further, he dark hair was done in ponytails. She had on green make-up, eye-shadow, and lipstick. She looked like she was still in high-school she had the look down so perfectly.

“DAAMN!” Dan said and you looked down to see him adjusting his pants crotch too. Which made you feel better.

“Fuck yeah,” Bill added, grabbing his dick and moving it. You noticed his bugle was large. It made you blush, but yours looked comparably to Dan's at least. “Where'd you get that,”

Morgan twirled in front of Bill. “Ordered most of it. Had the socks.” Was that true, you'd never seen them. “I was gonna wear it later, but this seems like more fun. And it's just us!”

Morgan twirled the right pigtail. “Ok....like, I'm ready. But I'm like...REAL drunk...,” she again looked right at Bill and past you, “so don't take advantage of me Bill!” She walked by you guys quickly and out towards the woods. Her skirt flaring as she moved. By all accounts she looked, and was sounding EXATCLY like the cute dirty little sluts from your high-school. The ones you claimed weren't hot but always jerked off to, and wanted to fuck more than anything. You lived through Bill's stories, and rumors of the “cool kids”.

“Damn Bill, she's fucking awesome.” Dan laughed following her. He lead the way and held a hand out as he pushed the wood slats in Bill's fence to the side. It wasn't far but there were literally wooded areas to walk through. Morgan kept high-stepping and grabbing your arm for support. It made you harder each time.

Your heart was racing once again being near your own girlfriend. She was making you increasingly nervous. In your mind you saw yourself making out with her at the “rocks” and her coming home with you. That's dumb, you thought, it won't happen. As if it was an impossibility now.

“OMG....like...how much farther,” Morgan asked in that ditzy voice, holding you arm as you tried not to cum your pants watching her move in that school-girl get up.

You didn't say a word, then realized she was talking to you. “Oh...uh....” you stammered, unsure how to speak to her. “It's not far.”

Bill and Dan were in debate about football ahead of you. Morgan was still holding onto you in the dark. “Is it like they say, everyone has like sex up there?” The voice was driving you wild, as if you were literally bringing a girl from high-school up to the “rocks”. It would be your first if that were true.

You shrugged. “A lot of it is just people making things up. There was a lot of sex up here though. And there were people naming the areas.” You remembered being there, watching people “couple” off while you sat with your friends or sat with no one. You never hooked up at the “rocks”. It was always the same, you explained to Morgan. People would start making out, get up, disappear, and the next day all anyone would talk about is the new “spot”.

“You like, don't seem like you care much,” She began to step high again as things squished and cracked below her heels. There was a lot of mud “It's like gross AF out here, so I get that.”

You sighed, “It got crazy. People make all these rules about their “spots”, like you had to ask permission to use a couple's spot.”

“You are kidding,” Morgan laughed.

You shook your head, “Nope, I remember some guy came up to Bill in class and literally asked to fuck in one of his spots. Everyone laughed.”

You seemed to get laughs out of her. It made you more comfortable. Maybe, just maybe, you'd make out and name a spot. She was your girl. Even if it was three weekend.

It took some time, and you found the dirt road, and then walked to the “rocks”. It was still the same. A bunch of rocks to sit on. A old fallen tree, and a space in the middle for fires. Beers surrounded the area.

“Make a fire,” Bill asked. Dan began to try, but you saw he wasn't getting it.

“You need some kindling on top of some papers, and then large sticks and logs,” you informed him. You helped him start the fire, and it began to blaze, lighting the area up. You noticed Bill and Morgan sitting on the log, his arm around her waist. Shit, you thought. She looked amazing in the firelight with the pigtails, and her skirt and socks. She looked like a high-school girl. A high-school slut to be exact. One you never had a chance with. The kind of girls that would come up here. And by the end of the night be sitting around the fire with scraped and bloody knees from giving blow-jobs.

It was oddly reminiscent of your dreams once again. She had walked with you, and then chosen Bill. Just like in your dreams. Your cock was aware you were living your fantasies and refused to go down.

You sat down, and Morgan laughed like a ditz. “You're like so smart aren’t you. I can tell you know stuff!” She was speaking in the bimbo voice, but to you it was so hot. You looked at her legs in the light. She wasn't crossing them.

“Like a nerd,” Bill laughed throwing a stick into the fire. Morgan laughed, and Dan did.

“Don't listen to him,” Morgan swatted him. “He's a bully,” She looked around. “So what areas have been like named,” she wasn't using the ditzy voice.

Dan pointed all around and began naming areas off, like “Erin's tree”, and “Meg's mound”, the last one being courtesy of Bill himself. And maybe the first. Dan began to list off who fucked who, and it swung heavily towards Bill. Dan's referenced himself twice, and a bunch of other guys from our school.

Morgan pointed at you, ditzy voice back. “Like, what about you, how many girls have you fucked up here?”

You were happy it was dark. Your face went red. Bill spoke up. “He hasn't popped his cherry up here yet!”

Morgan laughed, “Like you never got laid in high-school at all? Or just up here?”

Bill added, “Nerd!” This made them all laugh and the subject changed.

But you actually brought it up. “I'm not a nerd.” You insisted.

Morgan spoke up, looking at the fire, “Dude, its fine,” she said no longer in a ditz voice. “Not everyone gets laid.”

“He's jealous,” Dan said sipping his beer moving the fire around.

“No I'm not,” you insisted.

“You're totes Jelly dude,” Morgan laughed spoke in the ditz voice. “He's just mad cause he can't get laid up here or probably anywhere.”

“I can bring girls up here,” you said defending yourself.

Morgan lifted her beer towards you. “Oh shit....call Bill's cousin...uh.....uh....”

“Tammy,” Bill corrected her.

“Not my type,” you said standing up.

Morgan was laughing, “dude fuck when you can and who you can, you don't have a type. Get laid. Call her.”

You looked over to Bill. “I don't know.

Bill shrugged. “Girl needs to get laid man. I'll text her.” He did it, and the four of you drank and chatted about high-school. Mainly about sports and girls.

“What like...sports did you play,” Morgan said in that crazy high-pitched voice.

“I played soccer,” you told her.

Bill laughed, “Junior Varsity,”

“I played Varsity that last year.” You said.

“Dude,” Morgan said sipping a beer. “You don't like have to impress people here its fine,” she laughed and looked at Bill. “Nerd,” she said. Everyone laughed, and you fake laughed to feel a part of the joke and not its butt.

Finally Tammy showed up. She wore a black blouse that was too tight and showed odd her massive gut. She had jeans that showed her large ass, and boots. She sat with you on a rock. Dan on is own, while Morgan and Bill were close on the log. It reminded you of past little parties. Normally, people would “couple off” and start making out then go into the woods, leaving you alone. Or with other friends who had no girls. Not this time, you thought, trying to engage Tammy.

Tammy looked over to Morgan, looked at what she wore, smiled, “I thought you were a prude!”

Morgan laughed, pointed to her “Popular Slut” shirt. “Nope. More this than that.”

There seemed to be an ease of tension between them, and drinking began. A bottle of Vodka was passed around. Tammy was going to town on her beers and was drunk.

“Where do you go to school Tammy?” Dan asked.

“I go to a community college in the city,” She added. You told her you always liked that campus and its track. She said she has to start using it.

“What do you think are the Eagles chances,” Dan asked me next. Bill hadn't said much, but you knew he'd chime in now.

“None man.” You added, and Tammy said she doesn't know.

“I think they do dude,” Dan stated.

“No way man,” you added and moved towards the fire as it was going out.. “That's crazy if Brady is playing they're done, like we talked about Bill....it's all about,” you looked over to see Bill preoccupied. He was making out with Morgan. Not a normal make-out, but one that looked like two people at a part making out for the first time in high-school. Bill's hand was at the outside of her thigh. She was pushing his hand down. Then his hand went under her skirt. It was moving, and she was not resisting it now. She was rubbing his arm. Her eyes were closed.

“Ok,” you laughed nervously, trying to hide how watching them so closely was making you lose it, emotionally and sexually. You wanted to stop it, but at the same time you wanted to watch. You wanted to run, and then you wanted to cum. You weren't sure which would come first. “Well, I don't think the Eagles....” You turned around, and were shocked to see Dan and Tammy making out just as passionately.

It had happened again. That nervous awkwardness you felt as you sat in the middle of the circle while two pairs of people made out. You were a fifth wheel now, not even a third. The same shame filled you. Should you leave? You didn't want to speak, but the noise of the fire and lips smacking was too much. You just stood messing with the fire.

“Oh,” Morgan's soft moaning voice picked up in your ears behind you. For some reason, you didn't look back. You wanted to so badly. Your cock was going to explode. You heard movement behind you and turned. Morgan was whispering in Bill's ear. She stood up, and had Bill's hand in her hand. She let go and then she walked off towards the a wooded area. You knew there was a hill the way she was going. It's were you usually pissed. Bill got up and followed. There was no name for that hill.

You turned back to Tammy and Dan. They were watching Bill and Morgan leave. Then they looked at you. Tammy looked over to Dan. “Want to see my new tattoo?” She asked. He nodded, and pointed to a spot across the dirt road. That was one of his spots.

“You know the drill dude,” Dan said grabbing Tammy's hand and walking away from the fire. “Watch all the bags and beers!”

It had all happened so fast. You hadn't been there twenty minutes. Your girlfriend had just “coupled” off with your obnoxious friend at the high-school make out spot. The fat girl they tried to hook you up with went off with your scrubby neighbor. You were hard as fuck and all alone. You wanted to cum as you were living out your dreams, but were embarrased to do so. Never in a million years would you have expected Morgan to come up here, and not only that, go off to fuck with your buddy.

Could it get worse?

It did. Your phone buzzed. It was Bill. “Dude grab a condom out of Morgan's bag and bring it to the hill.”

You sighed, and wanted to say no. But that wouldn't stop them. At least they'd have protection. So you went into her bag, and grabbed a condom from the front pocket. You chugged a beer and then walked towards the hill. You heard rumbling. That's when you saw Morgan on her knees. Bill was in front of you but you saw Morgan's face bobbing in front of Bill. Slurping and branches braking could be heard.

“Bill,” you whispered. “I got one,” you said.

“Hand it to me behind my back dude,” Bill said looking down at Morgan. She didn't stop. You handed him the condom. “Get one to Dan too. He isn't going to raw dog my cousin.”

You left with your eyes on Morgan. She seemed intent on her blowjob.

You got back to the fire, and went back to her bag. Fuck, you were the bag watched and condom fetcher. Just like in high-school. Even when one of the chicks was your girl.

Surprisingly, Dan came out of the woods.

“What happened?” You ask.

“BJ dude,” he said and fist bumped you. “She's pissing at Bill's. She'll be back.” You still handed him the condom and told him what Bill said. “I get it dude.”

Dan grabbed a beer. “Bill's fucking isn't he?”

“Yup,” you added.

He laughed, stoking the fire. “She is hot as fuck. Definitely the best one I've seen around here. How old is she? Where is she from?”

“She's not from around here,” you told him sipping your beer. “She is our age.”

“Looks young,” Dan snickered. “She's your friend huh? That's how they met isn't it!”

You just nodded. “Yup!”

“And you want to fuck her don't you,” he didn't even look at you, just moved the fire.

“Yup,” you repeated.

“We can't all be winners dude.” He then looked up, “You know Bill he will tell you EVERYTHING!”

You laughed. “Yup!”

Off in the woods you heard. “OH GOD BILL!” And leaves and branches moving. Your cock grew at the noises. Minutes past. Moans began to echo. The two of you chatted about sports, as the moans grew louder. Morgan was screaming “Oh...oh.....oh” loudly now. They weren't that far. Probably on the pee-hill. Then you heard two voices cry out in unison, “FUUUUUCCCCK!”

You and Dan chatted more, and after a minute, Morgan came out of the woods. She was holding something up in the air with one hand and pumping a fist in another. “Just christened Morgan's Fucking Hill boys!” She flung a used condom into the fire. Bill was behind her zipping his pants up.

Morgan came up and reached around the fire. She held out a fist. Dan bumped her fist.

“Fuck yeah guys,” Dan said. “Morgan's Hill, I like that!”

Morgan shook her head, “Morgan's FUCKING Hill dude,” she corrected him and held out her hand for your to fist bump. “Only like fucking happens on Morgan's Fucking Hill.” It was so weird to here her talk like this. Like a ditzy female version of Bill. As if she was bragging. You were lost in thought. “Whatever, like leave me hanging dude,” she said and reached in her bag. She pulled out whiskey and took a swig. Her face winced. She did it just like Bill. Then she handed it to him. He did as she did.

“That's cold leaving her hanging dude,” Bill laughed handing you the bottle. You chugged a bit and passed it to Dan. It was like high-school all over. You felt like a loser even now, here, with your girlfriend, who wasn't with you at this “party” in the woods.

“He's like just mad because he doesn't get laid up here,” Morgan said taking the whiskey. Her demeanor and words, now not ditzy still seemed like all the slut in high-school who treated you poorly. As much as it shamed you, your cock was growing.

You walked towards the hill, and began unzipping. Morgan stood up. “Where the fuck are you going?”

Her tone scared you, “to take a piss!”

Morgan waved her hands wildly. “Fuck no. Not near Morgan's Fucking Hill, that's for sex dude. Don't pee there asshole!”

“It's just a stupid naming thing, it's not...” you wanted to correct her.

“That is our spot,” she pointed to the hill, “you come up here and fuck some fatty, then you can make the rule.” She looked so hot when she spoke to you that way. “Am I right guys? You got to ask to use a couples spot? Right?”

Dan said, “Kind of! Your supposed to get permission.”

Bill just pointed somewhere else. “Just pee over there.”

You heard them talking as you went to the woods. Dan was bragging about blowjobs.

Bill said something, but wasn't speaking loud enough.

“He needs pussy,” Morgan added, “that's his main problem. He's probably back there jerking off.” She then laughed. “That's totally jerk off point back there now.” This made the guys laugh.

You tried to tone them out, but when you brought your cock out it was too hard for you to pee. You touched it slightly. “Fuuuuck.” You said as you came in the woods. You were splashing cum onto the leaves. Hoping no one heard. “Jerk off point,” you sighed, sad you couldn't control that orgasm. You had been too hard, for too long.

You came back, and sat down. Dan got up and turned to go away from the spot you were just at. Morgan laughed. “Don't want to pee at jerk off point dude?” Again everyone laughed.

There was a noise, and Tammy came back. She had more beers.

Tammy heard about the name change of the hill and was slightly jealous. “We can try again,” Dan laughed. You watched them exchange numbers.

“There is another party in three months,” Tammy reminded Morgan. “We should all come back and do this again!”

Morgan laughed, “Totally, we can take turns distracting Bill's mom so the other couple can go fuck out here.” Everyone laughed and started making plans how it would work.

“If she knew what I do at college she'd freak!” Tammy said.

Bill looked at her, “What does that mean?”

Tammy laughed, “This is like the third dick I've sucked this week.”

“She's not bad,” Dan laughed moving the fire with sticks.

“Some people say I give the best head ever!” Tammy bragged.

Morgan huffed and laughed. “Calm down. You're young!” She looked at Bill. “Whose the best?”

“You by far babe,” He added. You were just a fly on the wall. She didn’t even ask you. When was the last time you had one.

Dan looked at Bill. “We can see which one is better?”

Your heart jumped. What?

Bill laughed, “Like a blowjob party. Like the old days? Nah.” You remembered these. The sluts would wear lipstick and suck all the dicks. There were competitions. Speed, duration, how many times you could make a guy cum. Winners got awards like money or funny tiaras.

“Wait,” Morgan asked. “What is that?”

Dan explained the whole thing. You wanted to interject, but Morgan floored you.

“I'll do it.” She said

“Me too,” Tammy said.

“What?” You shot her a look.

“What,” she shrugged, “it's not like we're getting naked.”

“Awesome,” Dan said and stood up. He handed you a timer. “You got to be the judge just time it. Make sure the winner SHOWS you the cum in her mouth.” Everything was spinning now. Your cock was leaking. It was all just happening around you. Dan was unzipping his fly, his cock was out, it wasn't bigger than mine, and Morgan laughed a little. He sat on the rock, and Tammy got between his legs.

Bill unzipped his fly. His large cock, still hard was out. He WAS bigger, had you never seen how much. His cock was green like Morgan's lipstick.

“Cheating. She already sucked it!” Tammy said.

Morgan laughed. “So did you slut.” She sat to Bill's side, and made a comment about Tammy's position on the floor. “Rookie.” She muttered.

Tammy laughed. “Popular sluts!” She winked at Morgan.

Morgan put her mouth on Bill's tip right before you. Your cock jerked and spurt. It was too much. “Canmmm I put it in my mowphhh to start.”

Bill nodded, “Uh...fuck yeah...just don't lick it.”

Tammy did the same with Dan's dick.

You just stood there. Not moving. Not sure what to do. “Start it dude,” Dan yelled. “Yah nerd!”

“Go!” You shouted, and hit the timer on Dan's phone. You could barely stand as you watched Morgan go to town on Bill's dick, her left hand at his base, her other hand on his balls. She wasted no time and began to deepthroat Bill from her position.

You looked over, you were the ref. Tammy was on her knees just bobbing her head. There was little technique. Little of anything. Dan even commented it wasn't enough pressure. He was humping his hips up at her mouth.

“One minute,” you called out. You looked back to Morgan, and noticed her bloodied and bruised knees. Just like one of the sluts from high-school. And just like those sluts she was sucking a cock. Your friends cock. You could hear her practically sucking it like she was a vacuum. There was a look on Bill's face that alternated between pain and intense pleasure.

“Fuck, fuck,” he kept muttering. Morgan then held up her fist. “FUCCCCK!” Bill shouted and lurched slightly forward. Morgan's mouth never left his cock. She lifted her head and a small line of cum linked her mouth to his tip, she put her hand below her mouth.

She walked over to you. “Dommmnnne!” Your girlfriend opened her mouth and showed you a full mouth of your friend's foamy white cum. Your cock erupted in your pants. She swallowed and you saw her throat move as she took in his cum.

“What was the time dude,” Dan asked, Tammy was jerking him off looking at you.

“That has to be a record,” Tammy asked.

They all looked at you. “I....I didn't stop it in time. It was less than two minutes though.”

“BOOOO!” Dan and Bill shouted. Everyone began to shake their heads.

“Fucking nerd,” Morgan said, annoyed. “Who invited him anyways.”

Dan was pissed. “I didn't even get to finish.” Dan muttered, as Tammy moved off.

She sat next to Dan. “I don't like it in my mouth,” Tammy laughed.

“You have to get used to the taste hon,” Morgan said.

The conversation moved to sports. Dan, Bill, and you smoked in the center. Morgan and Tammy say on the log chatting and whispering. Both had bruised and bloody knees. Both were now “rocks” sluts. You wanted to cum so badly.

You noticed everyone was going pee, including the girls in and around “Jerk off point”. It scared you. Would they see the truth.

As the night wound down, Bill sat next to Dan on the log. Then Morgan sat next to Bill, and Tammy next to Dan. You hadn't said a word in a half hour. Not that anyone noticed. Morgan shot Tammy a glance. And you were floored once again, as Morgan began to instruct Tammy.

“It’s better to start from the side,” she said, as she undid Bill's pants. Tammy followed with Dan's. “The girls pulled the cocks out. “Now use one hand to jerk, one hand on the balls, and use your tongue to suck.” Morgan gave the instructions and did exactly those things with Bill's dick.

You just watched, as Tammy followed your girlfriend's lead. You watched as your girl, dressed like she was in high-school sucked your friends cock on the log were you partied as kids. Next to them, the fat college girl was sucking your neighbor off. It was exactly like the BJ parties you heard of. Yet, now your girl was the star of one.

“Best part ever,” Dan said pumping his fist with Bill. “Just like back in the day.”

“You got to find the right girls dude,” Bill added.

Both guys laid back slightly, and the girls went to town on their dicks. Bill came first, like the last time. Morgan's throat moved as she swallowed. She pulled her head up and just watched Tammy.

“More pressure with you mouth Tammy,” she insisted.

“Fuck, fuck fuck, she's doing it.” Dan said jumping in his seat. She must have done it right as Dan grunted. Tammy pulled off and began to cough.

She was puking up cum on the floor. Morgan rubber her back. “Rookies.” She joked and everyone, even you and Tammy laughed.

It was late, and Dan got up began to walk with Tammy to Bill's to “take her home”. The three of you walked to your back street.

“You had a chance loser,” Morgan said, “and you blew it as usual,” She just laughed and walked ahead of you. Your eyes on her skirt and legs. “You should just stick with your hand. It's an easy date.”