Last Summer as a Virgin: 32 (Sexy Erotica) by Cathy Kong Page A

was not fastidious, there was no wonder why she was...experienced, sexually. I remember this one particular bet she had with the boys in our class, silly bet, really, I couldn’t remember the details of the bet but I could recall that she lost the bet and that she ended up having to perform oral sex for Andy. S, later that day she told us about Andy. S’s eight inch penis and that she had sex with him in the boys locker room after the blow job.
    I was the least interested in her sexual encounters, but she was fundamentally a nice person, thus our friendship remained intact, considering that we’re going to the same university in the coming fall, and that we practically grew up together, it’d nice to be in a new environment with a familiar face.
    Lisa lived on the next lane to our house, she went to a public school and I was home-schooled, but I remember us playing dolls or something else when we were kids. Then she hit puberty, started her boy frenzy, after that we didn’t speak much until we both ended up in the same boarding school.
    The name Joey kept lingering in my head and the more I thought about what happened in the restaurant, the hotter I got.
    In my pitch dark room, I closed my eyes and slowly reached into my moist underpants. I gently scratched my clitoris with my fingers. I wanted to scream but I suppressed it with every sense I had. Then I started to stroke a bit harder and faster, I had to bite my bottom lip to hide my turbulent moan as I heard the watery sound coming from where my fingers were.
    Then my phone rang.
    ‘Hey, Beth. It’s me, Lisa. where are you?’ The caller said.
    ‘Home.’ I answered, trying to mediate my erratic breathing.
    ‘I’m at a house party.’ Lisa sounded hammered on the phone, I imagined her to be dancing to one boy with her legs and clinging to another one with her arms.
    ‘Lisa, I ran into someone having sex in a bathroom stall today.’ Wickedly the words just slipped out of my mouth without going through my brain and I ended up regretting it.
    It was a long wait till a chain of laughter came from the other side of the phone, which made me want to drown myself in a dead pool, then Lisa’s voice came through, ‘Come to the party.’
    A party? I took a moment of silence wondering why she was inviting me, the boring Beth Green, who had never had sex and got excited over eavesdropping to strangers banging in the bathroom. I rubbed my forehead and sighed.
    Gradually I agreed to go, it was not like I have better things to do at the moment. So I grabbed my coat and drive 10 blocks to their house party.
    First thing I noticed when I arrived to the location given by Lisa, the house smelled like urine and cigarette, the second thing came to my sight was the people grinding themselves against each other voraciously, it was a feast of lust.
    I hated myself for not being more open or tolerant with this, which was probably why I had been single and consecutively celebrating celibacy with such joy.
    While I had my baffling thoughts going on several directions at once, Lisa popped out of nowhere and gave me a big hug, I could feel her plump breasts pressing against my front.
    Startled, I pulled away and cried, ‘Oh! Lisa, you scared me!’
    She wiggled her feet before she managed to stand on them, then she looked at me with a fawning grin while adjusting her pink lace bra drunkenly. I couldn’t help but kept gazing at her breasts, for I have never before taken a good look at her contorted body. Her breasts were plump and tanned, with a few strands of her blonde hair sticking into the cleavage, I swallowed my gasp and forced my eyes to her face.
    ‘Come.’ She said as she dragged me into the crowds, then she enthusiastically led me to the room on the second floor, on our way I saw some boys and girls snuggling on the couch intimately, drinking and smoking together and for the first time of my life, I wanted to join them, I wanted to be touched by a boy and I was in shock of my