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From an online diary:

"My First b***j** and my first arrest"

    OK. Another first.

I was 11 years old when I first gave a guy head.

It is hard to believe, looking back, that I got away with so much. I have always partied too much and hung out with guys who were too old for me. I have done so much that I can't believe how lucky I was. I have been arrested three times. Twice while I was a kid, once after college. No charges were ever made against me.

This is the story of my first arrest and my first blowjob.

The middle school I went to was near the high school. This guy I was kind of going steady with was 13, and he had three brothers in High School. Mike was a sweet heart. He had less idea about sex than most. I had a really good idea since I had been sneaking peeks at my uncle and his parade of girls till he moved out.

I got his little apartment when he moved out at the beginning of my 6th grade year. Officially I was just getting his bedroom, but the house was kind of three storied. The house was on a hill angling from our front yard down to the back. The downstairs living room had once been a basement but my grandfather and father had added on the bottom bedroom, kitchen and bathroom when he was a kid.

When we had bbqs or parties with the family the downstairs living room, bathroom, and kitchen were used. My mom always said that kept her from killing the women who came over because it kept them out of her kitchen.

It also meant a lot of people could be downstairs and in the backyard without people in the top two floors knowing.

One night Mike and I were over at my house. My dad was on a trip and my mother was at a friends place, quilting. We had been working on homework. We had stopped and had gone into my bedroom and were on my bed kissing. There was a knock. I went out and two of Mike's brothers, Rick-15, and Carl-17 were outside with three girls, Annie, Liz, and Janey. They were all high school girls and I knew them all. They had been at a party that got broken up and wanted to hang out. I liked them so I said OK. They came in and they had a pony keg with them. That surprised me.

So we started drinking. They were already plenty drunk. We started playing a drinking game; Bullshit. You role dice and tell the person next to you a number. The person next to you tries to guess if the number you told them was the number you rolled or not. If they say it is, they roll next but they have to roll higher. So If I roll a 4/1 they need to roll a 4/2 or higher. Doubles are higher than none doubles, so that Double Ones is higher that 6/5. If they say it isn't you show it. If you lied you drink and pass the dice. If you told the truth, they drink and you roll again. If you win 3 times you get to make rules.

Annie lost 9 times in a row to Rick, letting Rick make three rules. The first is that if you loose 3 times you take a shot of tequila. The second was that if you pour right handed you have to kiss the person who last drank. The third was that if you lost three times you take off a piece of clothes.
Mike had some beer and a couple of shooters and went to sit down on a stuffed chair, instead passing out. Me, I have always held my liquor well.

After a bit one of the girls, Janey lost three times. On the way to that she drank a shot. Then had to kiss the last person who drank, who it turned out was Liz. She gave her a big tongue kiss, exciting the guys. The third time she took off her blouse.

The game went on. In time I kissed Rick and Carl and Liz. I also lost a lot of clothes. Annie past out next to Mike. Carl and Liz had started making out and went into the bedroom while Rick , Janey, and I still played. When I realized where they had gone I followed them to tell them not to go in my room, staggeringly drunk.
I was wearing bra and panties only. As I looked at my bed I saw that Liz had her face firmly skewered on Carl's cock. I stopped. Rick came up and put his hands on my shoulders. He started rubbing them and brought his hands down over my little breasts. Janey came over and watched too. After a bit she took Rick's arm and pulled him back to the couch in my living room. He pulled me along. Rick sat on the couch and put his arm around me, grip around my waist, letting his right hand lay in my crotch.

Janey knelt and pulled off Rick's pants. She started sucking his cock with gusto. He started playing with my pussy. Then he pulled me around to face him and started kissing me. I was so drunk that I let him. Janey started fingering me from below. I thought it was Rick.

Janey pulled me down to the ground. She brushed my hair with her hands and spoke softly to me. She kissed Rick's cock, then pushed my head to it. I kissed it. Rick was moaning. Janey told me to open my mouth. I did, having a vague idea what would happen next. She pushed my head down on his cock, gripping my hair. She dragged my head up and down using my hair. After a few strokes I tapped her hand a way and started doing it myself. I liked it a lot.

Janey said to Rick, "OH wow, dude, she is totally sucking you off. " She knelt and watched me very close. Rubbing my hair. "Vonny, you know he is going to shoot some juice soon. So when he does you just swallow it, OK? It won't hurt and tastes OK."
I nodded as his cock wedged deep. He came suddenly in mouth and on my face. There was a lot of it and it tasted good.

Janey pushed me aside and climb up and sank her pussy onto him. She started going up and down. Rick asked me to get him a beer. I went to the keg and filled a glass. I noticed two things at almost the same time

The first was Annie had woken up and was giving my boyfriend a blowjob. Her head was bobbing very fast and Mike was suddenly pushing up, cumming in her mouth. The second was that two policeman were standing in the open door, having just arrived in time for them to see Annie get her drink from Mike, while I was holding the drink I was going to take to Rick, my face dripping with cum.

We all got arrested.

On what charge you ask? Mike and Carl had stolen the keg from the party. The police found their car out front. One thing about growing up in a smallish town is that cops have time to chase down stolen kegs.

My mother bailed out me, madder than I had ever seen her. She convinced the police not to press any charges against me and Mike. She was never the spanking kind but she spanked the heck out of me till I was in screaming pain and had huge red welts on my ass for a month. In the next three days, till my dad got home, my mom was either silently furious at me or yelling at me. Twice more she would grab me and spank me again. With no one around to stop her she beat me very badly. My legs and back were black and blue. . I was not allowed to see Mike anymore, though I did from time to time. And I was certainly not supposed to see Rick, Annie, Liz or Janey.

My dad came home and gave me the disappointed silent treatment for a month. He was more mad at my mother though and while I didn't know it then, that beating I took was the last straw between my mom and dad. They were only married another year. I almost lost the bottom room but there was no room for me upstairs unless my mom cleared out my old room, now her sewing room. In the end they decided to let me stay downstairs but they took all the locks off the doors except for the back one. Maybe they shouldn't have left me down there. This was not the first part I had there.






-- Modified on 9/24/2005 4:23:12 AM

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