1. Stolen Virginity


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: JackiePie, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    end the conversation and walk away. I resigned myself to just being Brad's arm candy until midnight when prom was over. Brad leaned on my shoulders as we walked into the parking lot with the rest of the seniors. He and his buddies joked around for a while while their girlfriends talked about the after party. As the parking lot emptied out, we were among the last ones there. Finally Bard said "Alright, where's this party? We'll meet you there." One of the drunk girlfriends got in Brad's face. "Oh hell no, you are not invited! This is Ashley's party. You and your skank aren't allowed!" She pointed at me as she called me a skank and Brad got pissed. "Well then fuck that. Fuck all of you! Taking sides and shit, you're all gay! Go fuck yourselves! C'mon, cutie." I followed Brad to his Jeep and got inside. He started the car and I interrupted. "Hey, I'm sorry that happened to you. But you're drunk, you can't drive. I can drive us if you want." "Oh no, fuck that! Nobody drives my Jeep but me." I was stunned, he was still so pissed off. "Alright. Then lets just wait here until you sober up." He turned to look at me. I watched his pissed off face relax a little as his big hand gently ran through my hair. "Well I know what we could do to kill time." "I have a boyfriend," I said as Brad's face turned sour again and his hand made a fist in my hair. "Yeah, but I invited you to prom. You know what happens after prom, everybody does. Don't play dumb." I felt so stupid, Steve was right. ...
    Brad would want sex and I was naive enough to think he was this really nice guy. "Sorry, I'm not doing that. I'm still a virgin." His fist of my hair relaxed as his eyebrows raised up high on his forehead. His sexy blue eyes were delighted as he said "Prove it." His hand grabbed my dress and started pulling up the sparkly tulle. I grabbed the fabric to stop him, but he slapped my hand away. "C'mon, if you're not going to put out, then you at least gotta let me see that virgin puss. Here, hold your skirt up." I held it bunched up by my chest, my white panties exposed to him as he pushed them to the side to see. His hands reached down and grabbed my ankles, lifting them up and turning me in the seat to face him. My left leg bent behind his seat and my right over the shift stick into his side of the car. His thumbs touched the edges of my labia as he spread them apart and saw my hymen blocking anything bigger than a finger from entering my vagina. "Oh fuck, that's hot," he said as his thumb pressed against my clit and started rubbing it. I shifted my weight, trying to back up from him. "What's wrong, cutie?" "My boyfriend is the only one who should be doing this." "Well you obviously don't let him if you're still a virgin." "No, I've let him touch it before." Brad licked his thumb and pressed it against my clit again, rubbing it now with lubrication as he asked me a question. "Did it feel this good when he touched you?" In all honesty, no. Steve was a virgin, too, and didn't really ...