Andreya, younger sister of your classmate

Andreya had just turned eighteen, still in high school while her sister and I were juniors in college. Her older sister was attractive enough, but given the choice it was obvious. Andreya was prettier, sexier, and way more popular.

Prom queen, volleyball star, student council president, Andreya had it all. She had even begun modeling for local businesses to make some extra cash on the side. Not that she needed it, her family was rich enough to give all four of their daughters brand new cars when they turned sixteen.

I wasn't really close with her older sister, but I hardly knew Andreya at all. The most I knew was from the parties in high school, slamming shots with her new boy toy of the week. Since I graduated, I didn't have a pulse on Andreya's life in the slightest.

Through several friends on social media I had pieced together there was a party at Andreya's tonight for her eighteen birthday. I didn’t exactly get invited, but I knew where her house was and made my way there to “welcome” her into womanhood.

I walked inside, immediately taking note that the place was crawling with high school seniors and college students. There was beer pong being played to my left, sexy girls were doing keg stands to my right, red solo cups filled with jungle juice being shoved into my hands as I passed by.

I didn’t spot Andreya on my tour through the house, heading out back to the pool hoping that she would be found there. Looking around frantically in the water I realized my prayers were answered.

The hot piece of ass was sitting on the shoulders of some random guy, taking swigs of vodka straight from the bottle. Dressed in a pink two piece bikini that showed off her round ass, I was so mesmerized that I almost forgot what I was doing here.

I couldn't take my eyes off her. That gorgeous figure sparkled under the moonlight, looking even better when she got dumped in the pool, soaking wet with her long brunette locks clinging to her tight body. I watched as Andreya clumsily grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself, heading back into the house. This was my chance.

“Great Party! It's not everyday a girl like you turns eighteen. ” I tell Andreya, taking a grab at her ass. She didn't even bother to say anything, just completely disengaging from the conversation and stumbling away to the bathroom.