Shannon's Big Chance
Chapter 1
Part 1
I first realized my exhibitionistic nature when I was in high school. I was
never very popular in school, having only moved to the small town a year before
my freshman year. My freshman year turned out to be a year of meeting very few
friends. I was shy and quite, kept pretty much to myself. I also had a bit of
a self-image problem, which added to my withdrawal. You see, in middle school,
I had not "bloomed". I was also kind of fat. When I moved away from Atlanta,
to a small rural town, having no friends, I spent most of my time swimming in my
pool and in a small river behind my house. Added with the right timing I
started to develop. I was not, and still not, what I consider a knockout, but I
have my features. I am a petite girl, only 5'6 with small (but perfect) 32b
boobs. I still think my legs are my best feature.
It was my second year at this small high school. I mean it was small (627
students total- all 4 grades). Anyway, I had adored this high school senior
named Chris. Chris was the typical Mr. Popular, sports start. I had been
crushing him for the last year. He was all I could dream for. Early in my
sophomore year, the one "popular" girl I did befriend, Katie invited me to a
party at her house on Friday night since her parents were going away for the
weekend. I was hesitant about it, but quickly agreed when she told me that
Chris was going to be there. Katie has a fabulous house on a dirt country road;
complete with a big screened in pool and even larger patio with a bar. She said
it was going to be a small party of about 20 or so because her last party had
gotten way out of control and got her into trouble. I asked her what I should
bring and she told me, "just bring your smile and a good time." She told me
that I should bring a bathing suit just incase we decide to go swimming, which
was bound to happen.
I still didn't have a high image of myself and decided not to bring a suit, but
I did dress as cute as I could, pulling fashion tips out of SEVENTEEN. I wore
only a pair of light kakki shorts and a blue Polo shirt (I only had the typical
white-cottons and regular white bra for those of you who want to know). Well, I
guess I was soo excited because I was ready to go to the party at 6 when the
party wasn't going to start till atleast 8 or 9. I had packed my bag to sleep
over at Katie's, the only way my parents would allow me to go. I waited around
for what seemed like hours until I couldn't stand it anymore and got up to leave
the house to drive around town. Katie called me just as I was walking out the
door and told me that her parents had just left and told me to come over
whenever I wanted. I flew out the door.
I didn't want to seem to eager so I drove around a bit before committing to her
house. In all actuality I drove by her house till I saw 3 other cars there.
When I finally showed up, I was soo nervous. Everyone looked at me although I
was an outsider, which I guess I really was. Katie gave me a beer and the night
went by slowly as I waited for Chris to come. I kept drinking, not keeping
track of how many I had had. After and hour, I realized that I was a bit tipsy,
but that's when Mr. Popularity himself walked in. Everyone greeted him,
slapping him fives and what not. Katie came over to me and told me to go talk
to him, but I just walked by him not saying anything out of sheer fright. Katie
followed me and grabbed my arm spinning my half-drunk body into Chris, spilling
his beer on his shirt. I was horrified. I stepped back and was about to start
crying when he said, "Hey, you make me wet." I couldn't believe it! Chris
actually talked to me, and a sexual tone at that. I just laughed. He pulled
off his Tommy shirt and threw it behind the bar. He is tall, about 6' even or
so dirty-blonde hair, and built like a track-star. He had on his baggy jeans,
his Dr. Martin shoes and, now, just a white sleeveless undershirt. He grabbed
another cup and hit the tap of the keg, chatting with his friend, but
suprizingly glancing back at me. As he finished filling his cup, he turned,
placed it in my hand, and grabbed my cup to fill it. I was in heaven.
The radio was going; I was getting drunk, as was everyone. It was a really cool
party. Mostly I stayed close to the keg, but Chris would come by in between
rallies with his buddies and we would chat. He asked my name and he told me his
(as if I didn't know). He started actually taking an interest in me, but I took
it at his politeness. One of his friends came running by us and yelled, "He
Chris, Tequila?" Chris just smiled and grabbed my hand and led me to the bar
where his friend Sam was pouring the shots. Here I was, a nobody, and all of a
sudden I was holding the most popular guys hand at the in-crowds party. Katie
just smiled as she went about her hostess duties. Chris took a shot with his
buddies, then tuned to me. "Shot," he asked? I should have but couldn't refuse.
I tilted my head and slammed it...and coughed and gasped. He smiled and said,
"I want one more." I was practically in tears when he grabbed me, pulled me
close to him and placed a piece of lime in my mouth. I was shocked. What to
do? I had never even really drank beer, let alone take shots. He quickly told
me just hold the lime. With my mouth full I mouthed OK. He then licked my neck
and shook salt on it. I just stood frozen. He then said bottoms up and licked
the salt off my neck, slammed the shot and then kissed me. Well, atleast ate
the lime out of my mouth. I was soo happy. Even Katie saw and yelled with
excitement. Chris just smiled and grabbed my hand and led me away from the
crowd. He charmed me the whole way. Before long, being as drunk as I was, we
were really getting hot and heavy. Chris suggested we sit down. Who was I to
disagree?
We moved through a sliding glass door to a couch. No one was in the house under
orders from Katie. It wasn't long before Chris and I were going really heavy.
Chris was tugging at my shirt to untuck it. Before long, his hands were up my
shirt. This was really my second time since one guy had done it at a dance the
year before. We were having a ball kissing and feeling on each other. I
couldn't have been happier. His hands moved under my bra. Now this was a first
for me. No one had felt my boobs bare before. I tensed and he felt it and told
me to relax, but quickly move back up under the bra. I again tensed and grabbed
his hand. He backed off and smiled and said, "I guess still a little too
young," and started to get up. I didn't let go of his arms and pulled him back
down on my. He started to laugh and kiss me as he's hands roamed my boobs. All
of a sudden, with one move he pulled my shirt over my head and down my arms. I
froze instantly and he just said, "my hand were getting hot." I was still
apprehensive but let him do it. He started to reach around my back and I knew
he was going for my bra hook. I don't know why but I let him do it and even
leaned forward to help him. I wouldn't let him take it all the way off, just
unsnap it.
He was pretty happy at this point and he started going down and kissing my
boobs. Oh the feeling I had. Here I was this young girl making out with the
hottest guy in school. I was at a party with the elite of the popular kids. I
was also so damn drunk. Chris slid up to my mouth again and we started kissing
when I felt his hand undoing my belt. I just lay there and let him undo it and
then unbutton my shorts. I didn't know what to expect but I was feeling so
good, I really didn't want it to end. I felt his fingers move down and under
the waste band of my panties. I attempted to close my legs but his body was
keeping them apart. He pushed his hand down further and all of a sudden I felt
a surge run through my body. I must have moaned so load because he froze his
hand and rubbed is in the same spot for a couple of minutes. I was in heaven.
He would kiss me on my neck, and move his lips down to my nipples and tried to
kiss my mouth but I couldn't stop from moaning. Then I felt his fingers enter me
with slow precision. I gasped but couldn't catch my breath. He darted his
fingers in and out of me so fast. I felt something growing in me. My first
orgasm was getting close and that's when it happened.
Part II.
I was on the brink of my first orgasm and I happened to look up. A crowd of his
friends had gathered outside of the sliding glass door. They were watching me
in my ecstasy. I jumped up, ripping Chris' fingers from my pussy. He looked
confused but I just pointed as I dazedly looked for my shirt. I couldn't find
it in my condition and the dark. I jumped behind him to cover myself as much as
I could.
Chris just started laughing and was cussing with his friends. "You assholes, I
was just about to get a blow job." I had no intention of putting his penis in
my mouth. I had never done that nor seen one for that matter. Whatever! He
stood and I tried to grab him but he brushed me off and went to the door, now
open. His friends were giving him high fives and laughing. Even some of the
other girls were laughing. I was so embarrassed. I tried to gain my dignity
and stood up. Covering myself as much as possible. I had one hand holding my
still unbuttoned shorts up and holding my bra on the best as I could. I asked
Chris for my shirt and he found it but held it out like a trophy. "Why don't
you show my friends what nice little tits you got?" I was in shock, absolute
shock. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Chris, what are you saying, why
are you being mean?" "Oh come on, Shannon," Chris said, "lets see them." I
totally refused; I didn't care how drunk or unpopular I was. I tried to grab it
from Chris but I forgot my current state of dress. Chris just laughs. I was
on the brink of tears. He said, "come on let see them". I gasped as I realized
I had to show my boobs. I pulled up very quickly my bra and flashed them. They
all cheered but Chris said it wasn't long enough. I did it again and it was
just as fast. He still was unsatisfied. Here he was, this guy whom I let do
things to me I had never let anyone else do to me before, and now he was being a
complete Jerk. He told me to "slip that bra off and toss it here and we well
give back your shirt." I refused and he said okay and held a lighter to my
shirt. I was petrified and began wondering where Katie was. She would
certainly help me. Another girls stepped forward and said, "yeah, lets see
them!" Her name was Jenny. She was the head cheerleader. John looked over at
her with surprise and said "yeah, go on and show her how Jen." With that she
flashed her beautiful tits to everyone, but no one touched.
I decided I would just do it and get it over with. I gripped my knees together
to hold my still unbutton short up, and reached up and took off my bra, one arm
at a time. I held it still over my boobs, but the time came. I took a deep
breath and threw it to his feet. In doing so, my shorts fell to the floor,
revealing my cotton panties, wet and still pulled to the side a bit. I covered
my boobs as quickly as I could and straitened my panties with one hand. Chris,
still being egged on by his friends, including the girls, kept me flashing
longer and longer periods. It was stupid I know, cause now he had my shirt and
my bra. I had no choice but obey his demands. I didn't even care that I was
now standing with my shorts at my ankles, I was too horrified by not having a
top on. Chris yelled out, "alright, enough. Give us a good 5-second flash, a
one- one thousand count and we will leave you alone. All I could do is submit.
I stood there in tears and dropped my arms away and started counting out loud.
When I reached 4, I felt hands as they ripped my panties down, tearing the left
side completely. I jumped as I reach down. Jenny had snuck around behind me
and pulled them down. I was so mortified. I reached down grabbed my shorts up
and ran to the bathroom. I stayed there for a good 10 minutes until Chris came
to the door and started charming me again. I had been crying ever since but
somehow, again submitted to his charms. He said he was sorry that things had
gotten out of hand and he wanted to give me my shirt back. I didn't wise up.
As I opened the door to get my shirt and bra back, the door slammed open and 4
or 5 people rushed in, grabbing me up and caring me, with only my shorts on out
and threw me in the water. I was humiliated beyond belief. But then something
happened. Everyone started stripping and jumping in. The didn't strip naked
but stripped down to boxers and such. The girls just came in in their bathing
suits. It did turn into a pool party. Everyone was having fun and was
splashing around and making out with each other. Before long, I notice Jenny,
the head cheerleader, with her perfectly shaped body, was also topless. Even
Christy, who looked like a little church girl most of the time, but was still
very popular, had her top off. Jenny even got out of the pool and grabbed
another beer while topless and even flashed everyone her ass as John, her
ex-boyfriend and Chris' best friend, pulled down her bottoms as she got out. It
didn't seem to bother her. She even flashed what little bush she had.
Chris had come swimming by me and kissed me passionately. He charmed his way to
me again. I didn't want to be mad at him but I had twice trusted him, only to
be humiliated. He just shrugged it off and said, "I'll tell you what, here" and
with that he pulled down his boxers and showed me his penis. I was in awl. I
had never seen one apart from my dads when I was little. I kind of looked at it
as he smiled. He kept it out and came closer to me and I felt it push close to
me. I was still amazed when he grabbed my hand and made me touch it. I just
let it slid between my fingers. Wow, what was happening to me tonight? He
quickly reached down and started undoing my shorts again. This time I didn't
let him. Well, I did let him unbutton them but not un- zipped them. It was
then that Katie showed up. She just started laughing and declared the party
over. Apparently, she had been out in the car with Richard having sex and now
was ready to call it a night. Jenny and the rest got out of the pool in various
states of dress. Everybody gathered up there stuff and started leaving. Chris
and I were still and the pool as I still had his penis in my hand. He was so
hard and big, I couldn't believe how anyone could take that in them. Chris just
said "move it faster. Jack me off." I followed his directions and a pool of
white cloud shot out of the tip into the water. He breathed hard and gave me a
kiss then left. I was still there, topless, pants half-undone, and still drunk.
