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A Life-Changing Party
Posted:01/06/2002
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Grade: C
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Let me start off by saying that I am by nature a very shy, quiet girl. I had never partied nor been drunk-I hadn't ever had sex, either until one night that changed my whole life.
It was a Saturday night and I was in my dorm room as usual, when my suitemates came in and invited me to go to a frat party with them. They said they wouldn't be staying long and I really did want to get out of my room and meet some people, so I said "yes."
We arrived at the party around 10:30, which seemed really late to me. I was kind of worried about the way I looked as my suitemates decided I needed to wear some of their clothes to try to make me look as hot as possible. They dressed me up in a very little black skirt and a tight, red sleeveless shirt. I also had on these black boots that came up to my knees. I definitely did not feel like myself, and wasn't quite sure what to think.
When we got to the party, I swear everybody was staring at me, which made me very uncomfortable. I thought maybe I really did look stupid and started wishing that I hadn't come. I was so worried about the way I looked that I didn't even notice that my suitemates had disappeared. So I found a chair and sat down.
In the meantime, there was this very attractive guy staring at me from across the room. It took about ten minutes before he finally came over. He introduced himself as Joe and asked me how I was doing. He told me that I looked HOT (which made me feel better), and offered to get me a drink. I told him that I didn't drink, and thanked him for his offer. But he insisted. He said he could get me some orange juice, at least. I drank several cups, and then started to feel a little strange. As naive as I was, I still hadn't realized that there was something else besides orange juice in my cup.
Joe picked me up and told me he was going to take me to the bathroom to wash my face off-as I had apparently spilled a little on myself.
Well I must have passed out because I woke up on someone's bed completely naked, with this boy's face in my crotch. At first I did not know what to think, but I knew it felt good. He must have stayed down there for an hour. We ended up having sex, of course, and it was amazing. That was the first time I had ever had an orgasm (several in fact)!
In the morning I woke up in his arms. That turned out to be the best night of my life.
Joe and I are getting married in May of 2002. My suitemates are my maids of honor.
It was a Saturday night and I was in my dorm room as usual, when my suitemates came in and invited me to go to a frat party with them. They said they wouldn't be staying long and I really did want to get out of my room and meet some people, so I said "yes."
We arrived at the party around 10:30, which seemed really late to me. I was kind of worried about the way I looked as my suitemates decided I needed to wear some of their clothes to try to make me look as hot as possible. They dressed me up in a very little black skirt and a tight, red sleeveless shirt. I also had on these black boots that came up to my knees. I definitely did not feel like myself, and wasn't quite sure what to think.
When we got to the party, I swear everybody was staring at me, which made me very uncomfortable. I thought maybe I really did look stupid and started wishing that I hadn't come. I was so worried about the way I looked that I didn't even notice that my suitemates had disappeared. So I found a chair and sat down.
In the meantime, there was this very attractive guy staring at me from across the room. It took about ten minutes before he finally came over. He introduced himself as Joe and asked me how I was doing. He told me that I looked HOT (which made me feel better), and offered to get me a drink. I told him that I didn't drink, and thanked him for his offer. But he insisted. He said he could get me some orange juice, at least. I drank several cups, and then started to feel a little strange. As naive as I was, I still hadn't realized that there was something else besides orange juice in my cup.
Joe picked me up and told me he was going to take me to the bathroom to wash my face off-as I had apparently spilled a little on myself.
Well I must have passed out because I woke up on someone's bed completely naked, with this boy's face in my crotch. At first I did not know what to think, but I knew it felt good. He must have stayed down there for an hour. We ended up having sex, of course, and it was amazing. That was the first time I had ever had an orgasm (several in fact)!
In the morning I woke up in his arms. That turned out to be the best night of my life.
Joe and I are getting married in May of 2002. My suitemates are my maids of honor.
- University of Oklahoma
Editors Note:
Isn't it 'romantic' how some couples meet?
Comments
this is never how the "i woke up naked on his bed.." stories end in real life
Im a guy, and this- atleast to me seems like a case of (date) rape or drink spiking. Either way the author of this story got more than she bargained for. If this chick was my friend, i'd kick the shit out of the guy because he took advantage.