When I was younger, I [F,18 back then] went to Australia as an exchange student. The weather was 40-45°C, and I was in my prime party time. I remember being stuck at a local shopping mall one day. The last bus had already left, and I was like well fuck, I’ll miss the curfew my host mum had imposed on me AND I have no idea how to get home.
That’s when this chick walks up to me, wearing the same school uniform as me, so I knew she’s from my school, although I hadn’t seen her around before. Let’s call her Rachel [F,18]. She’s extremely nice. Super charismatic, and suggests we grab a taxi together (as she also missed her last bus). I remember her asking me for my number in the back of the taxi, so I gave it to her. As an exchange student you are super keen getting to know locals. Actually, in the beginning of my exchange period all the internationals just flocked together and I spoke way too in my native tongue than I should have.
Next day at recess she walks up to me in the courtyard of our school. I was of course super proud that this chill local chick walks up to me, the exchange student. Turns out she’s in the year below me. She came up to me to invite me to this house party, and I gladly accepted.
Fast forward, we’re at the house party. Lots of people are there including this one guy who I thought was kinda cute. He was in my year actually. Tried to get his attention but I think he just wasn’t interested. Meanwhile Rachel is super flity, but I JUST DID NOT GET IT. I come from a small town, and FF did not exist there. I hadn’t seen it before. It’s weird to decribe. Looking back it was super naive of me that I didn’t notice her advances. We end up sitting of this couch in the middle of the living room. And she starts to kiss me. Even at that point I was like: Oh okay she wants to make a show for the boys. Why not. I had kissed a girl friend of mine before – we did it for the guys, no feelings involved. I remember hearing this one guy cheering as he saw us making out. Alcohol was of course involved. Everyone was pretty wasted. The host actually ended up puking. Rachel asks me if I want to go with her in another room, because she thought it was too crowded in the living room, so I’m like yea why not and follow her. She checked severel rooms and we finally settle in what turns out to be the host’s brothers room at the end of the hallway. We lie down in bed. It was a single bed so we were naturally lying close to each other. The light was off. She covers us with his blanket and starts touching me. Now I must say she was super careful not to push me into doing anything I didn’t want. She was asking repeadetly “Do you want me to stop?” and each time I said “no” she moved in a little more. She was kissing my neck and it felt great. I feel her hand going down my pants and she starts fingerfucking me. She tells me how it turns her on how tight I am. I don’t tell her that I’m actually a virigin. At some point someone opens the door and turns on the light. It’s one of her friends and she just like: ” Oh my god what are you doing” and leaves. I don’t think she actually cared. Bit later the best friend of the already passe dout host comes in and lets us know that we weren’t allowed to enter the brothers room, so we had to leave. We end up on the living room couch again. Rachel grabs a blanky and covers our laps and takes my hands to touch her between the legs. She was wearing black leggins and they were soaked. I didn’t put my hand into her pants after all we were in the middle of the living room, besides I was kinda clueless on what to do.
That’s pretty much it. I thought I’d share this story. I hope you like it.