Keryn was never part of the cool set at high school. Her first sexual experience with a guy was when she was eighteen, and was actually with two guys, but it wasn't sex, in fact, she barely touched either of them. She and two of the guys she hung out with in senior year decided to have an end of school party themselves since they weren't invited to any of the cool parties. Her parents were away, so she invited Dave and Patrick back to her place for drinks. They agreed and soon they were sitting around her lounge, half empty wine bottles lying about.
Although Keryn had pure enough intentions, she started to get horny with the booze inside her. She jokingly suggested a game of spin the bottle. Her two classmates laughed it off, but then she guessed the drink was working on them as well because Dave suggested it again, more seriously this time. Keryn felt tingly in her stomach and said she was up for it. She had never seen naked guys before, not being among the most desirable girls at school, and had to deal with all her classmates telling her what sex was like throughout her whole senior year, so this was a good as time as ever. Dave and Patrick weren't the most desirable guys, either, so Keryn knew they hadn't had much experience in sex, if any.
Patrick took some convincing, but he polished off his glass of wine for fortitude, poured himself another one, and declared that he was in. The three of them sat down on the carpet in front of the couch. Feeling more tingly in her belly than she had ever felt, Keryn grabbed one of the empty wine bottles, placed it on the carpet and spun.
Keryn was the first to lose a piece of clothing, which didn't settle her nerves at all. With shaky hands, she grabbed her shirt and pulled it up over her head, exposing her black bra to the room. Both guys looked at her chest; she could feel their eyes on her tits, but they turned away in confused awkwardness when she looked at them. She felt bare, embarrassed, excited, and wanted, desired. The tingling in her belly slipped further down her body. To end an awkward silence, Keryn spun the bottle again.
The guys started to lose. Layer by layer, each had to take clothes off. They were laughing nervously at first, but as more skin became exposed, she could see they were getting increasingly nervous, colouring in their faces, and sipping more wine. Dave got down to his underwear and Patrick was down to his jeans. Keryn gazed at the bare chests in front of her; they weren't toned like some of the athletes at school, but she thrilled in their nervous exposure.
Then the bottle turned back to Keryn. She stood up and slipped down her jeans, her stomach doing turns and feeling the eyes of the guys devouring her bare legs. She had on black underwear to match her bra; not too frumpy, quite sexy, she thought. The two guys fixed their eyes on her. She felt both delighted and exposed to be visually devoured by two horny guys. Few guys looked at her that way.
The bottle at the next spin pointed to Dave. He tried to laugh it off but the laugh was nervous.
Keryn laughed herself, giddy with anticipation. "Fuckit," he said. He got up and pulled his underwear down, and Keryn saw a cock in real life for the first time. He was hairier than what she expected, a thick black tuff above his dick, and his balls dangled loose down further than his cock, which had its smooth end peeking through his foreskin. He sat back down, cross-legged, his cock and balls resting on the floor. "I guess it's up to you two," he said to ease the tension.
"How naked do you feel?" Keryn asked him jokingly.
He just smiled and told her to spin the bottle.
In the next turn, the bottle stopped on Keryn and she went giddy. She'd have to show the guys her tits. The fact that Dave was already naked made taking off her bra easier. She unclipped it and pulled it away from her chest. This was the first time guys had seen her tits and she could almost feel the air against her bare exposed nipples. The guys were looking straight at them, and Dave was smiling. He even absent-mindedly brushed his cock with his hand. Keryn was amazingly aware of her nakedness. She was aware of her tits swaying as she lent down and spun the bottle, and she was both embarrassed and excited that the guys liked what they saw. She had always thought she had nice tits, had looked at them grow and develop through her teenage years, and she was pleased to be finally showing them off.
This time the bottle pointed to Patrick, who had to take off his pants.
After Patrick sat back down again, in just underwear, Keryn realised that this was it, in the next spin she was going to either see another hairy cock, or she was going to show them what they'd most probably never seen before in real life, a hairy cunt.
The bottle spun around and pointed at Patrick. Patrick looked at it for a moment, contemplating his fate.
"You have to take them off," Keryn said. "I wanna see what ya got." Her boldness was covering her nerves. She was relieved she didn't have to take off her underwear, but also, in a way, disappointed.
Patrick looked uneasily at her. "Do I have to," he said hopefully.
"Of course you do," Keryn replied, hoping he wouldn't just put on his clothes and walk out of her house. There wasn't anything she could do to stop him. Adrenaline was charging through her. Her stomach was doing turns. He looked at her.
"Come on," she blurted out. "Show us your cock." She was surprised by her obscenity. "Dave has done it," she added.
He looked down at himself and then looked back up at her. He was unsure of himself. In a way, she felt sorry for him, but her cunt was tingling, and she could almost feel it oozing. She couldn't help herself.
"Come on," she encouraged. "I'd love to see it."
"Okay," Patrick muttered and stood up. He slid his underwear down and they hit the floor. She looked straight at his cock, which looked a little stiff, sticking out a little from his balls. Keryn took it all in, his dark pubic hair, his dangling balls, and of course his cock. The pale purple smooth head sticking out more from its foreskin shelter because the cock was slightly engorged. She glanced over to Dave, who was looking at it also. Maybe he was comparing? He noticed her watching him and where he was looking and quickly looked away, embarrassed.
Keryn looked back at Patrick. He didn't know quite where to put his hands. He settled by resting them on his thighs. "Can we put our clothes back on?" he asked her. "You've won."
