This story is based on an actual event involving a group of high school seniors after a high school football game. All parties involved were over 18 years of age.
A special thanks to LarryInSeattle for his excellent editing skills. Any and all constructive criticism is welcome.
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Drew was the lead drummer of his high school marching band and had to attend every home football game as well as several away games each year. The band played before and after the games and put on a 15-minute half-time show. It was a prestigious position and Drew was well recognized for his abilities. He was now a senior, just turned 18, and after four years of half-time shows, was getting weary of the grind.
Drew's group of friends included Larry who played trumpet in the band, Frank, who played trombone, and Pete, who lived close to Drew but was not a member of the band. Everyone was 18-years-old except Pete who was 19 because he was held back a year in grade school. Before the first game of the year, Drew got together with his best buds and said, "Let's go somewhere after the game and do something. I'm tired of these lame football games and just going home afterwards." Pete suggested they head out to his parents cottage at a nearby lake. Since it was fall, no one would be around and we would have complete privacy. We could bring some girls along for a night of debauchery. Of course, at that time in our lives, debauchery meant a heavy make out session with maybe a little fondling either over or under the clothing.
Hanging out with members of the marching band may not be the most popular thing to do, but it wasn't the worst either. Plus the band itself had some pretty hot girls. So each of us lined up a girl to go with us to the cottage. We told them it would be just some making out and talking around the fire. No one was expecting any long term relationships out of the deal, just some fun for the evening.
I got Connie to go with me. She had just turned 18 and was fun to be around, wild and sexy in private with a reputation for being an "easy lay". We dated a couple of times but nothing really sparked between the two of us although we messed around a little in the back seat of my car. Larry asked Becky to go with him. Becky was a bohemian looking girl with long brown hair and a curvaceous figure, rather quiet but willing to go along with the crowd for almost anything. She had moved around a lot as a kid and was the oldest girl in the group at 19. Frank got Cathy to come. She was the lead flag bearer for the marching band and your typical blond bombshell, great tits and a dynamite body but gullible as hell. Having just had her 18th birthday, she was in a mood to celebrate. And then there was Pete, who asked Sue. Sue was 18 years old and lived around the corner from me and pretty close to Pete as well. Sue had a reputation for being easy so she was constantly being asked out, but rarely accepted. No one knows why, but I suspect her reputation is a misnomer and she's really not an easy lay as everyone seems to think. Of course this was high school and one whispered rumor and you're labeled for life, true or not.
On the night of the game, it ended as usual with our team losing. We all met up in the parking lot and decided to take two cars. I would drive my crew-cab pickup and take Pete and Sue along with Connie. Frank would drive his car with Cathy, Larry, and Becky. It took about 30 minutes to get to the cabin which was on a nearby lake.
Just as Pete said, there was no sign of life in any of the cabins on that portion of the lake, so we hustled inside and got a fire going to warm up the place. Larry managed to score a case of beer so we all grabbed one and cozied up on the floor around the fire. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped Connie and I up as we huddled together sipping our beers. Pete turned on the stereo and we all talked for a while about the game, school, what we had planned for the summer, and what colleges we hoped to attend next fall.
Connie started to get a little frisky under the blanket during the conversation and I soon felt her hand rubbing against my inner thigh roaming dangerously close to my growing erection. Everyone else had blankets too, and I suspect similar activities were going on under all of them. As Connie continued to rub my leg, I decided to take the initiative and pushed her down on her back and kissed her deeply. She opened her lips allowing my tongue to invade her mouth as a quiet moan escaped from her. I rolled over a bit and straddled one of her legs, letting her feel my raging hard on against her thigh. She whispered in my ear, "Oh, someone's a little excited."
I whispered back, "Little?" to which she giggled. After several minutes, I took the opportunity to look around and saw Larry and Becky making out like crazy, Frank and Cathy where nowhere to be seen, so I assumed they'd gone to one of the bedrooms. Pete and Sue were sprawled out on the floor totally covered by their blanket. All you could see was something moving underneath it.
I whispered to Connie, "Let's get up on the couch, this floor is going to get awfully hard before too long." Connie agreed and we got up and moved to the large couch. Connie laid down and I ended up mostly on top of her. We started kissing again as I began moving my hands over her body. When I got to her breasts, she didn't resist and gave me full access. I was also rubbing my upper thigh against her pussy but, given the clothing and blanket, I'm not sure she could feel anything. I felt Connie's hand sliding down between our two bodies until she reached the lump in my pants and gently squeezed it. "Oooohhh that feels nice," Connie whispered.
"How can you tell through all these clothes and blankets?" I responded.
"Well we could always go somewhere a little more private," she whispered back. At this point, things were going well beyond what I had anticipated for the evening, but I certainly wasn't going to object.
"OK, let's," and I got up, pulled her up, and lead her back to one of the bedrooms. The first one was occupied, I suspect by Frank and Cathy, so I led Connie back to the next one, walked in, and locked the door. The room was pretty small but at least it had a double bed. We flopped down on it and immediately started making out again. Without the fear anyone watching or walking in on us, I was able to unbutton Connie's blouse and reach a hand inside and under her bra. Unfortunately, my hand was ice cold and Connie gave a little yelp saying, "Oooooh, you're hands are freezing."
"Oh god, I'm sorry," and started rubbing them together to warm them up.
"That's OK, I've got something else to keep me busy for a while," as she started unbuckling my belt and pants. When she unzipped me, she slipped her hand down my pants, inside my boxers, and grabbed my erect cock and squeezed. "Oh, Drew, I had no idea you had such a long, fat cock. It feels so nice! I'm going to really enjoy sucking this baby tonight!"
