Shannon's Chance
Chapter two
I am a petite girl, 5'6 weighing around 122 with small perky boobs (32 b). An
experience that happened in my sophomore year of high school uncovered my hidden
passion for exhibitionism. As a young and quite unpopular girl, I was never part
of the crowd. I couldn't ever get my foot in the door to the most popular click
where my dream and crush, Chris, was associated with. To make a long story
short, after being invited to a small party with the cool kids, and after
several beers and a couple of shots to Tequila, Chris and I hooked up, really my
first experience with guys. After a while of heavy groping by Chris, who had
managed to remove my shirt, unhook my bra and was fingering me, I looked up to
notice several of his friends were watching us. Chris played it off and to show
off to his friends just how cool he was, forced to show my body off to the group
of the elite popular kids. By the end of the night though, we all ended up in
various states of undress in the pool.
After the party, when everyone had left and I started to sober up, I began to
rationalize what I had just been through. I couldn't believe that Chris had
Blackmailed me into exposing myself to a group of people by holding my clothes
for ransom. But it really didn't matter though, right? As by the end of the
night, everyone one was naked in some form. Even Jenny, the head cheerleader,
most popular and best looking girl at the small school had shown off her body.
But still, I didn't want to do it; I was forced to do it. My mind was boggled
down with these questions as I drifted to sleep.
The next Monday at school, something wonderful happened, I became popular, much
different from my shy freshman year when I was the new girl. The elite kids
were coming up to me and talking to be about how much fun everything was at the
party. Even Chris came up, put his arm around me and gave me a big hot kiss in
the hallway, saying, "How's my Girl?" My Girl? I was his girl? I couldn't
believe it. After all the horrible things he did to me, I was now aloud to be
his girl? Well perhaps my experience, which in the aftermath became such a turn
on for me, and experiencing that lead me to many nights in which to masturbate
to, wasn't such a bad trade off. Here I was, I was part of the elites and had
the most gorgeous guy in Jefferson high calling me his girl.
Chris asked me if I wanted to catch a movie this weekend and of course I snapped
that offer up. School was weird that week. There was no laughter as I walked
by as I thought there would be; no finger pointing. In fact, everyone just
didn't seem to care about what happened at the party to me. I was suddenly part
of the crowd. Even Jenny came up to me in launch and chatted my ear off (man,
that girl can talk. Too much pep in her). But I was still glad she now talked
to me. I just decided to put the experience out of head, atleast when around
other people, but kept the thrilling event locked away in my head.
Friday came up and I was so excited about my date with Chris. I again turned to
my vast collection of fashion mags to help me pick out an outfit. The only
thing I could afford to buy for my date was a Tommy dress. You know the kind
that looks like a long polo type shirt but is actually a short dress. Anyway, I
got all set to go and even waited outside on the front porch for Chris to pick
me up. When he showed up, he looked great. He had on kakki-cargo pants and a
blue, red and yellow Tommy shirt. He complemented me as he gave me a quick kiss
on the lips and then escorted me to his truck. His truck was really big. It
was an F-250 extended cab with big tires on it. Needless to say, it was hard to
get up in it for me, but Chris gave me a slight boost up into it by pushing my
ass. As I jumped at his touch (this was still new to me) he remarked, "cute
underwear." I was horrified. I never really bought my own underwear so they
were just a pair of light blue cottons. I put that out of my head too. He shut
my door and walked around to his side and climbed in. I was blushing from his
remark, and he smiled and reached over and gave me a big kiss. We went to the
movies, with his hand up on my thigh.
I had only been out with guys (just friends) a couple of times so I got my
wallet out to pay for my ticket. He smiled and said don't worry about it. We
went inside and again I tried to buy some snacks, but he wouldn't here of it.
We got some seat in the back of the theater. Chris said they were a better view
to see the movie. I didn't care. We chatted till the movie started then
settled down. As the movie began, Chris put his hand on my thigh again. I
really didn't care; he had seen me naked the weekend before anyway. About 15
minutes into the movie, there was a sex scene, atleast an implied sex scene
(there was no nudity, just a lot of kissing and touching and movement under the
covers.) I was getting a little moist in my light blue cottons, and was afraid
that he could feel the heat. He was getting really turned on too, because there
was a slight bulge in his pants and his hand slide a little higher. I tried to
make him stop his advance by crossing my legs but that didn't do anything. He
smiled his charming smile, which made me melt, and leaned over and kissed me.
It was the most intense kiss of my life; Chris, my crush for over a year now was
kissing me in a dark theater. His hands were still sliding very gentle up my
thigh and I started really getting worried about him noticing my wetness.
I pulled away slightly, and asked for a sip of the coke, thinking this might
deter him from advancing his hand. He grabbed the drink and handed it too me
and then place his hand in the same spot. What was I to do? I gave him the
drink back and he placed it in the cup holder to his right (I was on the left of
him) and he lunged in again for a kiss. I accepted it. At the same time his
hand slide right up to my panties. I flinched a bit but he kept his hand
strong. He was still kissing me so I couldn't protest. He rubbed around
feeling my heat and moisture. He said, "A little hot and bothered there,
Shannon?" I blushed and tried to move away a bit but he grabbed my hand and
place it on his crotch, and said, "Me too." I knew what he wanted so I obliged
him a little, just slightly rubbing it as he continued to feel me up. All of a
sudden he dug his hand underneath my panties from the right leg hole and was now
fully rubbing my bare pussy. He rubbed it so gently and smooth that I started
to moan softly. He stopped to reposition his hand and went in from the top of
my panties. I didn't know what to do. By going in from the top, my dress was
pulled up so my panties and now his hand were visible to anyone who looked
(luckily there was only one other couple in our row (themselves making out) and
about a total of 15 people in the theater in front of us. I tried to pull my
dress down as much as possible but he would just move his arm a little and would
pull it back up. His fingers started to dart in and out of me and I began to
soak my panties, his fingers, and the seat. It felt so good. Just then he
stopped to unzip his pants. He grabbed my hands, which was still slightly on
his crotch and slip it in the hole to his boxers. I had only done this once,
and that was with him in the pool at the party. I was still learning. I
started pulling and tugging as hard as I could, given that my hand was not in a
very comfortable position. He grabbed it again saying, "easy. Just slow and
steady." I could tell he knew I was very experienced. He returned to my
dripping pussy, and slowly inserted two fingers, again from the top. This time
though, I didn't really care my moist panties were showing. He pushed down with
his fist on the crotch of my panties and they started to slide down a little by
a little. He stopped them when the waistband reached the top of my slit. He
was working rhythmically in and out of me and I was close, close to something I
had never really experience yet. I was breathing harder and harder, and was
getting a little too loud, when it hit me. I had my first orgasm right in the
theater. He was kissing me hard to not let out my scream of pure ecstasy. I
started to come down a bit from my wave after wave of pleasure.
He removed his hand slowly from my now drenched panties, which had moved down
about another 2-3 inches in my moment, and brought his hand to my face. He all
of a sudden, poked his fingers into my mouth, which disturbed me really. I
didn't know what was happening. This was kind of sick and unnatural, or so I
thought. He kept them there for a little while. He then removed his fingers
from my mouth and sucked them himself, then kissed me hard. I was still
massaging his penis occasionally through this whole ordeal. I was sweaty and
out of breath. WOW! I slid back in my seat, still with my panties down far
enough so I could have seen my pussy, had I thought to look. I had my hand
pumping away on his member. I figured that this guy sure knew what he was
doing.
He sat back and with one motion, pulled his now pretty erect penis out of his
fly, and quickly placed my hand back on it. I again started to pump it. He
returned to my pussy, but didn't really do anything, just occasionally pet it.
I was in awl. I sat up (taking my hand off his member) and turned and kissed
him hard, practically falling into his lap. He responded by wrapping his strong
arm around my back and hugging me. He moved his hand down my back to my ass,
where he found my panties were still down a bit, but did cover my lower cheeks.
At first, he started kind of tugging them back up, when I became aware of it and
was going to do myself. After about a 1/2 inch or so, he stopped and flung them
down even further. With his left hand on my middle back (outside of my dress)
and the other on my panties, I really couldn't move. He slid them half way down
my thigh, then gravity pulled them down to my knees where stopped temporarily.
My ass was now halfway exposed as my leaning in his lap gave my dress a rise up.
With his left arm, he slowly lifted my dress even higher and at the same time
pulled me into his lap. Now I was pretty much standing up but leaning into him,
kissing him, with my panties, which had now slid completely to my ankles,
despite my attempts to slow its decent by spreading me legs, and my dress
halfway up my back, totally exposing my whole butt to whoever. He slid his hand
down cupping one check and the other inside my dress in the back. He quickly
ran his hand around the front of my dress and lifted my bra off my boobs and
replaced it with his hand. He rubbed my already aroused nipples softly.
Everything was just great. I was getting a thrill of showing my ass to anyone
who bothered to look.
I was having a good time. He released my boobs and put both hands on my bare
ass and pulled me close to him. I started to kneel with one knee on each side
of him, but was restrained from my panties that were still around my ankles. At
this point I didn't even care. I stepped out of them with one foot so I could
kneel easier. His penis was now fully erect and my bare pussy was pressed
pretty close to him as I was facing him and he was facing the screen. He
reached down to his penis with one hand and tried to manage to move it into
alignment with my pussy. I could feel what he was trying to do, but totally
drew the line. I told him "Chris, I'm not ready for that. I just met you.
This is our first date." Chris said ok and backed off a bit but returned his
hands to my boobs and butt. This was the first little bit of control I had over
him because he stopped. I took note of that. I continued making out with him
and was allowing more and more of my body to be exposed. It didn't really occur
to me how much I was exposed till he quit kissing me and move his head down to
take my nipple in his mouth. That's when I realized that in my moment of
ecstasy, he had managed to slide my dress far enough up that the front of it was
bunched up above my boobs. That's when I started to panic a bit. I glanced
around a bit. No one was watching except for the couple at the end who would
occasionally look at us but were mostly busy with there own fun. Chris was
still licking my nipples and trying to move my dress up further. It really
didn't bother me b/c most of my skin was covered by the seat in front of us.
Even so, I again drew the line when my entire dress got bobbled up around my
high back, roughly around the area my bra hooked at. Chris grabbed my hand
again and placed it back on his penis. It was now throbbing a bit and rock
hard. After only a couple of strokes, he grabbed my hand and said, "blow me,"
in the sweetest and most gentle way one can. Of coarse, me not knowing anything
about doing that, I tried to change the subject by sliding my boobs up to his
face, then down his face and then kissing him. I thought I had succeeded when
he kissed me back and grabbed my ass again.
Then I felt him move his hands up my back to my neck. He then slowly started
pushing down on me. I, trying to delay the inevitable, slid down as slowly as I
could kissing his neck and stuff. He kept a steady force on my head and
shoulders as I moved toward his crotch. I was now on the floor of a movie
theater, with my panties around only one ankle, my dress pulled up so high my
boobs were showing, and now was eye to eye with my first real penis. I really
had no clue of what to do. I gathered up my nerve and reached out to grab it.
I leaned forward and kissed it a little not knowing what to do. I felt his
hands kind of directing me so I just closed my eyes and followed. I felt it at
my mouth so I opened up and took it in me. It didn't really taste bad, didn't
really taste like anything, but I was frozen of what to do. I was starting my
first blowjob. Well I decided I had better start "blowing" so I did, literally.
I blew as hard as I could. He jumped and I knew I had done something wrong. He
smiled and said, "No, honey, you don't actually blow it, you suck it." Suck it,
but it is called a blowjob. Oh well, I was so embarrassed that I just gobbled
it up and started sucking like there was no tomorrow, just like a blow pop. I
was bouncing my head up and down sucking for all I could when it went to far
down my throat and gagged me. I quickly pulled off of it and gasped for air
when I felt an oozing felling on my face. He cam all over the side of my face.
I looked up at him and he had his eyes tightly closed as he delivered his load
onto me (now it wasn't the amount that you see in pictures or on pornos, thank
goodness). When he finally looked up, he saw what a mess I was, and how shocked
and scared I was. He just smiled his smile and said "clean me up." He forced
my mouth back onto his penis where I first tasted cum. It was absolutely
disgusting. I hated it and started to gag again but kept my mouth on it. When
he let go of my head, I quickly spit out the cum onto the floor. He looked down
at me and said "thanks, but you're a mess." Kind of chuckling as he spoke. He
reached his arm out I thought to give me a hand when he zipped up his fly. I
just sat there on the floor of the theater, pretty much naked, and now covered
in cum.
He looked up at the screen and said, "here come my favorite part!" I couldn't
believe what was going on. I just sucked on his penis and he didn't even help
me up. I slid up and into my seat while pulling down my dress. I reached into
my purse and grabbed some tissue and whipped my face off. He just watched the
movie. As I reached over to put my panties back on and pull them up, he stopped
me saying, "no, leave them off." I glance a dirty look at him and started to
slid them up my legs. He stopped me about calf high and gave me a quick peck on
the lips and said, "they're all wet, you don't want to catch a cold do you?
Here allow me." And with that he reached down and removed my panties. I don't
know why I allowed him to; he had just treated me like dirt. He took them and
placed them in his pocket saying he would hold them for me.
The movie was over and we left the theater. As we started to walk out I felt
him put his arm around me, which made me feel better some how. He quickly
grabbed at dress to pull it up again, but I managed to pull away. He said, "you
are so gorgeous. Your body is one of the best I have ever seen. I can't take
it. Your ass, man, I love the way it looks." I just blushed, falling for his
charms yet, again. As we left the theater and started walking to his truck,
which was a little ways away, he grabbed my hands and kind of hugged me
backwards. He was behind me and his arms were rapped around my front. He gave
me a big kiss on the neck and then check. He said, "you are so beautiful. Just
give me one more shot of that cute little butt?" I danced away smiling and
lifted the back of my dress just a little for him. He escorted me to the truck
and after helping me up into the cab by lifting me up from under my dress so he
could get a nice long view of me naked bottom half. Since it was late and
almost at my curfew, he drove me to my house. On the way home, he sang to the
radio love songs as he would rub my thigh, and occasionally lean over for a
kiss.
When we reached my driveway, he turned out his lights and turned in and stopped.
We have a long drive so we were still far enough away from my house. He looked
over with his little smile and said, "Baby, we need to do this again. That was
soo much fun." I had thought that too, then had not had fun, but now was
actually having fun again. I was so confused, I had no idea of it was a good
time or not. I just agreed with him, saying it was fun. I asked him for my
panties back, and he pulled them out of his pocked and started to hand them to
me when he stopped and asked what I was going to give him. I realized this was
his game that he like to play so instead of playing the scared little girl part,
I looked at him and said, "what do you want?" He leaned in and kissed me hard
and his hands were all over me again. He kind of pinned me to the side of the
truck kissing and fondling me, and not wasting any time. He reached down and
pulled my dress all the way up to my boobs. He reached around my back and
unsnapped my bra. He now had clear access to my entire naked body, but he
didn't stop there. He pulled my dress and bra over my head, which locked my
arms from moving.
Here I was a 16 yr. old sophomore, with the most gorgeous senior guy in school,
on my first real date, of which I had had my first orgasm, and given my first
blow job, and now totally exposed in his truck, while he pawed at my body. He
ran his hands all over my body and I felt him pull up as he reached over. I
didn't know what he was doing but couldn't really do anything any way. He
pulled off of mean then snap; he took a picture of me naked. I started to yell
but I couldn't move. He snapped one more and I started to cry. He asked dumbly
what I was crying about. I told him he was being mean and taking pictures of
me. He said he was joking and the camera didn't even have film in it. I felt a
little better having heard that, but still was upset. He started to yell at me
saying, "You were coming on all strong. I was just playing along with your
little game. Jeeze, maybe we shouldn't see each other again. I don't think I
can play along with your games." I was stunned! My games? I was trying to
play along with his game. Never the less, I started apologizing. "Oh Chris,
I'm sorry. Don't break up with me, please. I wont play anymore games with you,
honest." He smiled and said fine, but I would have to make it up to him later.
I was confused. I asked him to help me up, but even he couldn't get me loose.
I guess my dress and bra had somehow gotten tangled with the seat belt. I was
stuck, naked. Chris laughed and I panicked. He said "No problem, we'll just
have to cut you out of the dress." I was not going to let that happen. I still
had to go inside the house where my parents would surely be waiting up for me.
I started crying again and he laughed as he reached down and kissed me, still
fondling my body. He got out of the truck and walked around to my door. He
opened it up and tried to free my dress but couldn't. He did manage to free my
arms though. He then tried to untangle my clothes, successfully. I was now
totally naked and Chris with my clothes in his hand. He held them just out of
my reach from the door.
He dangled them in front of me and said, "come on. Come and get them. I
glanced at my house then darted out of the truck naked, he was playing keep away
and I was really getting mad. He made a dash for the road and placed the dress
and bra right in the middle. He came back toward me laughing at my predicament.
"Go get 'em." I cried and shake my head no. "I know you like being naked in a
public place. You get off on it. Now quite you're whining and go get your
clothes." I responded pissingly, "what makes you so sure? I'm not that kind of
girl." He reached down to my felt pussy, which was indeed wet. I was turned
on. He inserted one finger quickly then removed it placing it on my mouth. "I
knew it," was all he said as he pointed. I ran into the road and grabbed my
stuff, but he stopped me from leaving the road. I tried to get a way from him
but I couldn't. "Since you like to play games, how about one of mine." He
reached down and pulled out his penis right in the middle of the road. He
smiled and pushed me down in the middle of the road till I was centered with his
penis. I knew what he wanted but was really worried that someone might drive by
see me in my state of undress giving a blowjob. I was even more afraid that my
parents might come out and catch me. But I was still getting really turned on
by my predicament. It was a thrill to see if I would get caught, so I sucked
him. After just a few minutes, he started to cum again. This time he shot right
in my mouth. The taste was so nasty (I don't think I'll ever get used to the
taste). He told me to swollow it all. I did my best as he forced my head up
and down on his member. After he had finished, he helped me to my feet and
walked me slowly to the truck. I quickly dressed and he drove me up the
driveway to my house. He opened my door and escorted me to my front door. On
the porch, I reached up for a kiss and he backed away. "It is just weird having
to taste my cum in your mouth," and he kissed me on my cheek. Well it did make
since, although I didn't see what the difference was, compared to me being force
to suck his fingers after they were in me. I turned to open the door and he
stopped me just before I opened it. He hiked my dress back up to my boobs and
kissed each nipple. It was thrilling. I could here the TV on in the living
room just inside the door. He smiled and said, "had to say goodnight to the
twins," and walked to his truck. Just as I was about to shut the front door, I
heard him call my name. "Hey Shannon, you better take these," as he held my
light blue cotton panties on one finger. I dashed out the door and grabbed
them. He smiled, gave me one more kiss, then turned and left. I stashed them
in my purse and went inside.
