Partygirl Patty

My name is Patty. At the time of this story I was thirteen years old, and in eighth grade. I was 4 feet, 6 inches tall, and had long brunette hair. I started puberty last year and my body was starting to develop. I had 32B breasts.

I lived in a college town, just down the street from fraternity row. My older sister was always telling me how good sex was and how much fun college parties were, but being so young, I had not experienced either.

This Saturday night, my parents were out of town and my sister was supposed to be baby sitting me. She, however, was more interested in entertaining her boyfriend, in her room, and told me to do whatever I wanted.

I decided to see if I could sneak into a fraternity party. I went into my room, to pick out the perfect outfit. I settled on a tan mini skirt, that came up mid-thigh, and a white midriff crop top. Underneath I put on a white, cotton thong, that I had taken from my sister and I didn't bother to were a bra on the top. I wore my hair down and wild looking, and put on ample lipstick, and make-up. Looking in the mirror, I figured I could pass for a college freshman, at least if it was dark.

Leaving upstairs, I passed my sister's room, to the sounds of moans and a bed creaking. I left the house, and walked down the street, to a house with Greek letters on the outside and party sounds coming from within.

I waited until a group of girls walked up to the door and then followed in behind them. It was dark, with red lights, a flashing strobe, and loud music.

I went into the main room, where people were dancing wildly. Someone put a drink in my hand. I took a sip. I recognized that it was a margarita, having tasted many of my parent's. It was a drink I liked, unlike the beer I had expected.

Everyone was sort of dancing, in one big group. The boys were switching partners, with every song. I was having a ball. Each time my cup ws empty, someone would hand me another. I was feeling very light headed and happy.

As the evening wore on, the songs got slower. I was slow dancing, sandwiched between two boys at once. One of them, had his arms around me from the front. I clung onto him tightly, pressing my breasts into his chest. I felt a bulge in his pants, which he ground into my pelvis. Another was wrapped around me from behind. His head was on my shoulder and he was placing little kisses, up and down my neck. I also felt a bulge, this time, grinding against my backside. From talking with my sister, I knew these were their erect cocks. I felt proud that I, a thirteen year old, could turn on two college boys.

The boy in front, leaned down and gave me a kiss. It was unlike any I had ever had. His mouth was open, hot and moist. I opened mine, hoping to lead him to believe I was experienced. When he stuck in his tongue, I reciprocated with mine.

After a while they led me to an another dark room. I followed willingly, being both slightly drunk and also liking the attention.

Through the dim light, I could see there were a number of mattresses on the floor. I could barely make out the shape of people on them, and heard the same kind of moans, I heard outside my sisters bedroom. They led me over to a mattress in the corner and then laid me down. We all took off our shoes and then I alternated making out, first with one, and then the other. As they took turns on top of me, I felt them each grinding their stiff bulges into my crotch. It was a sensation I liked and I ground myself back up onto them.

I was on my back, and the boys lay on each side of me. After a while more, of kissing from one to the other, I felt two sets of hands, rubbing my breasts, above the fabric of my crop top. No one had ever done that to me before, but I didn't want them to think I was inexperienced, so I let them continue. They then moved their hands, under my top, resting them on my bare breasts. The boys started massaging my B-Cup breasts and didn't seem to care how small they were. Little did they know I was only in middle school As they rubbed my breasts, it felt really good and I felt my nipples start to harden.

After a while, I felt them tugging my crop top upward. There was not much I could do except lean forward, so they could slip it completely off.

As I lay back down, I felt the cool night air on my nipples. That sensation was quickly replaced, with the feeling of two hot mouths, one on each breast. As their mouths sucked half of each breast inward, their tongues licked my nipples in small circles.

Next I got a real shock. One of the boys pulled my skirt up and then I felt a hand from each of them, go between my thighs, land on the front of my thong, and rub up and down. It felt even better then when their pants covered cocks were grinding against me. After a while of this, I felt the cotton of my crotch, getting moist. Not wanting to reveal my inexperience, I reached down, put a hand on each of their crotches, and started rubbing the bulges. They moaned and reached down, unbuckled their belts, and slipped their pants off. I resumed my rubbing, this time over their underwear.

When my thong was thoroughly soaked , I felt one of the boys trying to pull it off. I lifted my butt so he could slid it off easily. I kicked it over to the side.

I didn't know what to expect next, and then I felt two hands reach over to my now exposed pussy. One of them rubbed his finger up and down my bare slit, and then slide it down into my pussy hole. I was so wet, it slid right in. When he felt my hymen, he pulled out a little, and just concentrated probing the entrance of my vaginal opening. The other moved his hand upward, and started rubbing my clitoris. I was having feelings I never experienced before down there.

I heard them pulling down their underwear and then felt something hard and fleshy, slap against the side of each of my legs. It was of course, their bare penises and I would finally get to feel one!

I reached down and placed my hands around the shafts of each. From what I could feel, they were about eight inches long and I could hardly get my hands around them. I didn't know quite what to do, so I just rubbed and pumped them up and down, like I saw my sister do once through her cracked door.

That seemed to be good, for I heard them both moaning and their breathing quickened. I was also moaning, as their fingers, continued to rub my clitoris, and pump in and out of my pussy hole.

Then it happened. I felt the insides of my vagina, start to expand and contract and then my whole body, shook all over. I figured this must have been an orgasm and I liked it.

At this point, I should have told them how old I was and left, but I was so turned on, I craved more.

I reached over, to the boy on my right and pulled him on top of me. I felt the tip of his cock at the entrance of my thirteen year old vagina. I pushed upward towards him, signaling I was ready. He pushed in about a half inch but when he felt my hymen, proceeded to rock in and out, in shallow strokes.

After a while, the other boy took over, doing the same thing when he felt my hymen. It felt really good, but I wanted more, I wanted my pussy to be filled up with college cock.

On one of his down strokes, I pushed up into him, and I felt my hymen stretch, and give way, breaking only slightly, allowing just the tip to penetrate a little further in.

He then pulled out, letting the first boy again take his place. As he pushed in, I felt his cock, going a little ways further through the half ruptured hymen. As his tip went through it, I felt the tissue surrounding his cockhead, give completely away and his penis slide all the way in. I expected it to hurt, but it only pinched a little. Maybe it was the effects of the margarita.

He started to pump in and out, first slowly and then picking up speed. As he did, I started grinding my pelvis up into him. It felt really good physically and the thought of a college boy, fucking me, a thirteen year old, was an even bigger turn on.

After a while, the other boy took over. Feeling no hymen, he too plunged all the way in. His eight inch cock, also filled me up good but I wanted to feel him even deeper. I lifted my legs and pointed my toes, straight up in the air, causing him to sink in to the hilt.

After about ten minutes of passionate sex, I felt my insides start to spasm. Then I felt him tense up, and shoot several pulses, of hot semen into my vagina. Luckily, it was a safe time of the month. We kissed each other, even more passionately than before, and the he climbed off of me, to my side.

Before any of his semen could drip out, I felt the other boy, centering himself over me. Being so wet, his penis slid into me easily. It was a slightly different feeling. At first, he slid in and out of me, with hardly any friction at all. You could hear the sloshing sound, all over the room.

After a while, the cum started to get thick and sticky. This caused the walls of my vaginal canal, to cling tightly to the shaft of his penis, forming and unbelievable grip. As he pumped in and out, my pussy never let go of his penis, making us truly one.

After ten more minutes, I felt another orgasm start. This time it was even more powerful than the others, and it easily milked a giant load of his semen, deep into my vagina.

He pulled out and as we lay there, I felt two loads of semen dripping out of my no longer virgin pussy.

After a few minutes, I sensed they had fallen asleep. I listened, and heard that the rest of the room was also quiet. I took this opportunity to gather my clothes, and work my way out of the dark room. As I got dressed, I noticed I did not have my thong.

I dressed anyway, leaving the bare pussy, open to the cool night air, under my skirt, as I walked home dripping semen along the way.

When I got home, I took a hot bath, and reflected on the events of the night.

Most girls remember their first time and their first boy.

I lost my virginity to two boys at once and I would never, ever, even know their names...

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