I've always been a fast mover. And I figured out early that the second best looking chick in the group is often the easiest one to go after. So this story is at a huge keg party at an abandoned farmstead back in the 80's. Probably more than 100 people there. Could have been a movie but that was a different time.
My younger friend Joey had been striking out with girls and was asking for some pointers. He's still in HS, I'm in college. I remember I had a fifth of whiskey in a bag and we were sitting on the hood of my car having this conversation. I've finished talking about how its kind of a numbers game and how one needs to lead and push the conversation, and am about to talk about how to pick the #2 and move in, when these four girls go walking past. Never seen any of them in my life, and I said, there, that one. Everything about her sought attention. A bit too much makeup, a bit too much with the hair, the outfit was a bit much. I called them over, we started talking to them, I paid her the attention instead of the others, and 20-30 mins later we were out in the grove on a blanket, her skirt around her waist and I'm fucking her.
I remember distinctly that I was kissing her and broke the kiss off, and said, "Where do you want me to cum?" And she looked back at me like, "Wow that is a dumb question. In my pussy of course, where else would you cum?" So I did. Not the brightest bulb.
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