Diary Of A High School Stud: Chapter Three - Sex Stories

Diary Of A High School Stud: Chapter Three

... taking advantage of her. However, she refused to listen.

Seven blocks later, we pulled up in front of Kimberly’s. It was a beautiful colonial house with a gigantic pool in the backyard. When I was a kid, I had a lot of good times playing here. Kimberly and her older sister had the best birthday parties. Their parents made sure no one left empty-handed, so every kid left with a gift bag full of candies and little toys. As I rang the doorbell, I had a feeling this party was going to be better than all of her birthday parties combined.

Seconds later, Kimberly answered the door. She was dressed like Jennifer Beals in "Flashdance." If you’re not familiar with the reference, that meant she was wearing a large gray sweatshirt and little else. When she greeted me with a hug, her sweatshirt lifted up to reveal that she was wearing a white thong. After the hug ended, she looked at Jane and asked, "Who’s your cute friend?"

“This is my friend Jane,” I replied.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Kim said right before giving her a hug. “Come on in.”

As we walked inside the house, I noticed nobody in it. There was no evidence that a party was taking place. Jane was obviously as confused as I was because she asked, "Are we the first to arrive?"

Kimberly laughed as she said, "You’re actually the last; everyone’s already down in the basement. So follow me."

The sound of loud music could be clearly heard as we walked down the stairs. But when we got to the bottom of the stairs, I ...

... could only see two people: Mary Sterling and Nikki Willis. They were sitting on the couch in the finished basement, listening to 96.3 WHYT on the fancy stereo. There was a Papa Romano’s pizza box on the floor that was only missing three slices. Both of them were sipping on Bartles & Jaymes Wine Coolers. Kimberly walked behind the basement bar, and as she opened the fridge, she asked, "Do you want something to drink?"

"I’ll have a wine cooler, please," Jane replied.

"What about you, Tommy?" she asked as she grabbed two wine coolers.

“I’ll have a Coke,” I replied.

"No Coke, just Pepsi," she said as she grabbed me an ice-cold can.

“I didn’t know you watchedSaturday Night Live?” I asked as she handed me the can.

"I don’t; it’s just something my dad says all the time," she replied as we walked toward the large L-shaped couch where the other girls were sitting.

As I sat down between Kimberly and Jane, I asked, “I thought you said you were having a party.”

Kimberly laughed as she said, "This is a small, intimate party. Were you expecting something bigger?"

“I honestly didn’t know what to expect,” I said.

“Expect to have a lot of fun,” she said as she stood up. “Girls, you already know Tommy Mitchell, but you don’t know his friend Jane.”

"Where’s his daughter, Judy?" Mary asked, chuckling to herself as she took another sip from her wine cooler.

This is my funny friend, Mary Sterling," Kimberly said. "I’ve known her my entire life; she’s like a sister ...