Everyone's senior year of high school should end like this...
Molly, Mandy and I turned 18 during Spring Break... Graduation was on its way, That meant Grad Night at Disneyland. Mandy was dating Steve, so their plans were made. Molly was a cute classmate who was showing interest in me. An All-American-looking, 5-4 tall, 110 pound, bundle of energy, "tornado" classmate, average brunette with a size-c, 34 chest, brown eyes, and a, brilliant, smile that could light up the SoCal skyline.
Molly and Mandy had a virginity pact that frustrated Steve-as in no action until they turned 18 and could lose it on the same day. With Molly's strict parents, who wanted a virgin bride daughter, this was a frustration for the girls and Steve.
Molly also needed a bed partner and her parents didn't like my parents who didn't like dirt bikes, or have matching Mercedes and other hobbies shared by Molly's rich mom and dad. Somehow, I managed to get the nerve to ask Molly to grad night. She said yes-under one condition: Mandy's mom's company was going on a cruise, giving her the house for a week, complete with vacant bedrooms, and the permission for the girls to lose their v-cards down the hall-on the same afternoon. When Molly told me grad night depended on agreeing with their virginity plan, including swapping partners the next day, how could Steve and I say no?
Still, I played "Devil's Advocate," bringing up birth control and the pain of "poppimg cherries."
Molly assured me the girls were on birth control and that she "lost her cherry" playing softball during her sophomore year-a humiiating event that I missed as I didn't transfer in until I was a junior.
"Red stains on white uniform pants made it obvious to everyone at the field that I left my cherry at third base. How awful! Thankfully, Coach gave me a warm-up jacket to wrap around to hide my blood and pulled me from the game to go shower and change in the locker room-in tears-over the public loss of my maidenhood. The next day word was all over school and the asshole boys labeled me "easy."
"i had plenty of dates, but no second offers because I
'wouldn't put out.'
"My mother told me to be grateful as she was sore for a week after her first time! I won't have that painful memory!
"I hope for no pain! Sex should be fun."
The lucky day arrived and the girls, Steve and i met at Mandy's land yacht, at lunch, to drive to Mandy's house. Molly and i took the back seat, started holding, kissing and copping feels. Steve had his face under Mandy's skirt as she drove home. We could hear her moan from the back seat. Under her denim jeans skirt my tongue and fingers were sending Molly to heaven-or was it hell? Before we got to the house, I sent Molly into an orgasm and she swallowed my load-both firsts for the virgin girl!
When we arrived at Mandy's house, we were shocked to see Mandy's mom, Teri, still at home. "We're off to a late start. That's OK, because I want to tell all of you to stay with Mandy for security reasons. Don't worry, I know about the girls' virginity plans. I put them on birth control. I'd rather they lose it here than in the back seat of a car or cheap motel. Our house is more comfortable and all of you will have better memories. Just expect some awkwardness-not mind-blowing orgasms for your first times."
We laughed, Mandy hugged Teri, thanked her for being a "cool mom" and Teri walked out to the car to leave for her cruise.
