Fiesta

Note: A little glossary of Spanish words used in this story is available at the bottom of this page.

" Papi . Can I please go to the party?" I asked my father. Normally any party I wanted to go to, my father would take me to himself, except this night was the one night a year my father and his brothers got together to play cards and get drunk. Even my Tio Pablo flew in from Texas.

"I already told you, no. I'm busy tonight and so is everybody else, there isn't anybody to go with you, mi hijita ."

I knew the answer even before I asked, but I asked anyway. "But I'm sure there's somebody can take me. How about Tio Armando?"

"I told you. All of us are going out, including Armando, so you have to miss the party. There will be other parties. Next weekend your cousin is getting married; we'll have fun there."

"But Papi ," I whined helplessly, knowing that my father's word was law.

"That's enough. I don't want to hear any more whining. You're staying home tonight and that's final."

"But everybody else is going, why can't I?" I complained. The party wasn't important, it was only a quinceaños , I would see the same people that I see at every other party I go to, but it was better than staying home by myself.

" Mira , Alma, I understand that all of your friends are going, but there isn't anybody that I trust enough to go with you," my father explained.

"It's not fair. Just because I'm a girl, I have to stay home or go with a chaperon. I'm almost twenty, Papi . I can take care of myself."

"I trust you Alma, but it's not you that I'm worried about. If I let you go by yourself, everybody will talk about how you acted. Even if you just stand in a corner and watch everybody else, soon everybody will be saying that you were dancing and kissing every muchacho that asked. I trust you, I don't trust any of your friends."

"But Papa."

"You can't go, Alma. Not another word," he answered, the tone of his voice telling me that the discussion was over.

I looked at my father and could feel tears form in my eyes. Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry, I slowly turned and walked to my room, slamming the door behind me. Picking up the phone, I called my best friend Evelyn.

"I can't go," I said when she answered.

"Why not?"

"You know my Dad. It's always, 'what will everybody else think,' I feel like going by myself."

"Why don't you?"

"What? Sneak out?"

"Yeah. I mean, why not?"

"If he found out, he'd kill me."

"True, but maybe he wouldn't find out."

"Right."

"Seriously. And anyway, we can go to a different party."

"A different party?"

"Nobody that would tell your dad will be there, and it's gonna be a lot more fun. It's at Ricky's apartment."

"I don't think so, and anyway, my dad isn't going to leave until nine or so. How am I going to get there?"

"I'll wait until then and give you a ride."

"I don't know Evelyn," I answered hesitantly. I really wanted to go to Ricky's party with Evelyn. I had only met him once, but he and his friends were really cute.

"Call me back later and let me know."

"Okay. Adios."

"Ciao Alma. Ricky's party is gonna be fun. Think about it."

I hung up the phone and sat back onto my bed, trying not to think about Evelyn's invitation. I turned on the radio and listened to the music in the background, trying to figure out a way that I could go. Soon, I could smell the warm tortillas and the spicy scent of the carne asada and salsa that my father was making for dinner.

"Alma, dinner is ready," my father announced through the door. I ate dinner in silence, amazed that my father could cook so well. In Mexico, he never went near the kitchen. My mother does all the cooking whenever we are home in Mexico, but here in the United States, after my first attempt at cooking caused my father to buy a fire extinguisher and a smoke alarm, he cooked all our meals.

"I'm sorry about the party, mi hijita , but you understand. Don't you?"

" Si Papi . I understand."

"Anyway, you need to get some sleep. We've been working long hours lately, but we'll go home soon. We just need to save another few thousand dollars. Maybe this time your mama and I can make the money last longer and none of us will have to come back here. We can just stay at home in Mexico and be a whole family again. You know that if there was any reputable way for us to earn a living in Mexico, we would never have come here."

"I can't wait to go back," I answered missing my mother.

"Me neither Alma.

"Don't wait up for me tonight, I'm probably going to spend the night at your uncle's house. Doña Ramona from upstairs will check in to see if you're okay," he said.

"Okay Papa."

We ate the rest of dinner in silence. When we were done, I cleaned the table and washed the dishes. After the last of the dishes had been put away, I walked to my room and told my father, " Papi , I'm going to bed now. I'll see you in the morning."

"Okay Alma. Good night, and don't wait up for me. I'll see you in the morning."

" Buenas noches, Papi ."

Once in my room, I turned off the lights, then picked up the phone and called Evelyn. "Can you pick me up at ten?" I whispered.

"You're gonna sneak out? Cool! Of course I can pick you up at ten."

"Don't be late; I'll be waiting. See you then."

I waited in the dark, waiting for my father to leave. My nervousness grew with every second, until I was sure that my father could hear my heart beating wildly. Finally, as I watched the clock turn to nine fifteen, I saw the lights in the living room go off as my father silently left the basement apartment.

I snuck a peek out my window, and saw the tires of his car pass by. After waiting a few minutes, I walked to the bathroom and showered quickly. Back in my room, I pulled out a black dress that I had bought but never had a chance to wear. My father had always told me that it was too revealing. After quickly pulling on a pair of black satin panties, I pulled the dress over my head, struggling with the zipper in the back.

I brushed out my hair, but knew that I wouldn't have enough time to do anything fancy, so I pulled it back into a ponytail, and let the bangs fall over my forehead. I glanced at the clock and saw that I was running out of time. I grabbed a pair of black shoes from the closet and carried them out the door with me.

I snuck around the side of the house and stood behind a big oak tree. Within a minute, I saw Evelyn's car pull slowly toward me, the headlights switched off. I walked toward the car, an excited smile on my face, once she saw me, she opened the door and I got in.

"I need to stop to get some thigh highs," I told her.

"No problem," she replied.

Once we were far enough from the house, she turned the radio up and I fell back into the seat, trying to relax, but terrified that I was going to somehow get caught.

We pulled into a drug store, and I ran inside, bought the thigh highs and ran back to the car. As I pulled the stockings over my legs, Evelyn said, "You look so hot in that dress, Alma."

"Thanks. Do you think that I'm safe? I mean, you don't think that my father will find out?"

"Relax, Alma. Have a good time tonight, he won't find out."

"I hope not, cause he's gonna kill me if he does."

"You mean like that time when we borrowed my father's horses and went skinny dipping."

"That wasn't the problem. I got into trouble because the guys followed us and we let them watch us."

"How were we supposed to know that we they were there?"

"Come on, we both knew that they were watching us, that's why we ended up stripping. Remember?"

"I didn't think that the whole town would hear about it though."

"Neither did I."

"Here, drink some of this," Evelyn said, handing me a bottle.

"What is it?"

"It's good. Try it."

I brought the bottle to my lips and took a swallow. The liquid burned as it went down my throat, causing me to cough uncontrollably, "What is this stuff?"

"It's brandy, El Presidente ."

"It's strong," I said as I handed the bottle back to her, "How much longer until we get there?"

"Another fifteen minutes or so."

I turned up the volume on the radio and relaxed into the car seat. I thought about my best friend Evelyn and all that we had been through together. Growing up in rural Mexico together, we were inseparable, but then at the age of sixteen, Evelyn moved to California with her parents, leaving me behind. At the age of seventeen, with my family needing money, I came to the United States with my father, and was overjoyed when I found out that Evelyn lived one block from me.

It wasn't as much of a coincidence as it might seem. My father chose a location where he knew people and could use his connections to get us jobs. In the town where he rented a basement, there seemed to be more people from my pueblito than there were back home.

Although not as close of friends as we had been, we still found time to talk, and we were still as competitive as ever. I could not stand to lose to Evelyn in anything, and the same was true of her. We competed fiercely over things as simple as a game of dominoes to more serious subjects, such as who had a better looking boyfriend.

The time when we went skinny dipping was one of those times. We borrowed a couple of Evelyn's father's horses, and decided to take them to go swimming. Halfway to the river, we realized that we a group of teenage boys were following us to the river. At first, we tried to lose them, but by the time that we arrived at the river, they were still behind us. I could feel their eyes on me as I stripped off my clothes to the bikini that I wore underneath.

Evelyn must have felt their eyes upon us also, because after we had been swimming for some time, she decided to lie back in the sun and work on her suntan. Not wanting Evelyn to get more attention than I did, I sat next to her, took off the bikini top and stretched out next to her, lying on my back.

When Evelyn realized that I was sunbathing topless, she decided that she would go one step further, and not only took off her top, but the bottom of her bikini as well. Within minutes, I had matched her nudity.

Somehow, from what I have heard, it seems that word had gotten out that we were sunbathing completely nude, and every man in the village had come out to see our show. By the time I had gotten home, my father was waiting for me and knew everything that Evelyn and I had done.

Even though my father was overprotective, I still had a few boyfriends, although nothing ever went beyond holding hands and some tiny kisses on the cheek. Evelyn on the other hand, had told me all about the things that she had experienced, she had even slept with her current boyfriend, and described to me all of the things that she had felt as she made love with him. All of her stories had made me very curious about sex, and I couldn't wait to feel what she kept raving about.

"We're there," Evelyn announced.

"Who is going to be at the party?"

"Ricardo and some of his friends."

"Are we going to be the only girls there?" I asked as we walked to the building.

"Maybe, but probably not, everybody was supposed to bring a date, but you know guys, sometimes they can't find a girl that can go with them."

"Parents," we said in unison.

"But I don't know if I'm going to feel comfortable. I'm not going to know anybody, and I'm a little leery of being one of only a few girls at a party."

"Relax Alma. Have fun. With that dress on, I'm sure you're gonna get lots of attention."

"Yeah right, your dress almost covers your butt."

"And your dress almost covers your boobs."

I looked down at myself and said, "I just hope that when I dance, I don't give everybody a free show."

"I'm sure that the guys won't mind, watch this," Evelyn said as she twirled, her dress flaring and her butt nearly bare butt revealed, hidden only by a tiny thong."

"Oh my. You're gonna dance in that!"

"Just watch me," she said as she knocked on the door.

The door opened and I recognized Evelyn's boyfriend Ricardo. " Hola mi Amor ," he told Evelyn as he kissed her lightly on the cheek. " Hola Alma."

"Hi Ricky."

"Come in; have a seat. Do you want something to drink?" Ricky asked as his eyes gazed at my cleavage. He looked into my eyes and I smiled shyly.

Before I could answer, Evelyn answered for us, "How about some champagne?"

"I'll be right back."

"I don't want to get drunk, Evelyn."

"Just drink one or two glasses."

"Hi Evelyn. Who's your friend?" asked a guy in an oversized basketball jersey and jeans.

"Hey Carlitos. This is Alma. Alma, this is Carlitos."
" Encantado ," he said as he took my hand. Instead of shaking it, he raised it to his lips and kissed it gently.

I smiled at him shyly, saying nothing in return. Carlitos smiled back at me and excused himself. I looked around the room and said, "Evelyn, we're the only girls here."

"Relax Evelyn. Just think, we have all for them to ourselves. Let's dance, flirt and have fun," she answered as Ricky returned with our drinks.

"Do you want to dance first Evelyn or do you want to play some games?"

"What kind of games Ricky?"

"Come here," he said and walked to the table where a group of guys sat playing some type of game. They were trying to bounce a quarter into a glass of beer, and whenever somebody missed, they had to drink the glass as quickly as possible. Their groans and laughter filled the room, it was obvious that they had been playing for a while, because they were all quite drunk.

"Let the ladies have a seat."

Two guys quickly stood and offered us their chairs. Evelyn sat quickly, while I just slowly nodded my head no. "I'll just watch," I announced.

"Don't be silly, Alma. Sit down and play," Evelyn said.

I looked at her warily and answered, "Just once or twice," I sat and watched as Evelyn grabbed a quarter and skillfully bounced it off the table and into the glass.

"Yes!" She screamed. "Your turn Evelyn."

I grabbed a quarter, bounced it onto the table and watched it bounce over the glass onto the floor.

"Drink! Drink!" everybody chanted. I looked around the table at the guys watching me, grabbed the glass and drank the beer as quickly as I could. Some of the beer dripped down my chin, down my neck and between my breasts. When I was done, I gently placed the glass onto table and everybody clapped and whistled.

The rest of the guys had left the game, leaving Evelyn and myself to play. Evelyn grabbed another quarter, and bounced it off the table, hitting the rim of the glass and missing. As everybody cheered her on, she quickly guzzled the glass of beer, pounding the empty glass onto the table.

Somebody pushed a quarter in front of me, and I bounced it off the table, this time too softly, and watched the quarter clang off the side of the glass. I drank the beer as quickly as I could and announced, "That's enough for me."

"One more try Alma," Evelyn challenged, "I'm winning one to nothing."

I looked at her and answered, "Okay, one more, but that's it."

Evelyn smiled at me, bounce her quarter off of the table, completely missing the glass. "Damn."

I grabbed another quarter and waited for her to drink her beer. When she was done, I quickly bounced my coin off the table, and smiled as it plopped into the middle of the glass.

"Yes!" I screamed.

"We're tied. We have to play until one of us wins. But let's make it a little interesting. Let's make a bet."

"A bet. What kind of bet Evelyn?" I asked warily.

"I don't know, what do you guys think we should bet?" She asked the guys watching us.

As an answer, they started to chant, " Ropa! Ropa! Ropa! " the Spanish word for clothes.

"No way," I answered.

"C'mon Alma. Are you chicken?" she challenged.

"No, I'm not chicken, but I'm not playing for my dress."

"Okay, how about this, instead of playing for our dresses, how about we play for what's underneath the dresses, but since I have more experience at this game, we'll make it so that if you win, I'll take off my panties and bra, if I win, you take off you panties, and I'll take off my bra."

"Uh-uh, I'm not taking off my panties in front of everybody."

"Then all you have to do is win."

I looked at the guys, they were all staring at me, waiting for my decision. "Okay," I announced to the cheers of our crowd, the idea of Evelyn losing her underwear in front of the guys was too irresistible.

Evelyn bounced her quarter off the table, and I winced as I watched it hit the rim of the glass and dropped in.

"Your turn," she said.

I smiled at her, bounced the quarter off the table and watched as it fell into the middle of the glass.

The guys moaned. I calmly looked at Evelyn and announced, "Your turn."

She smiled at me and quickly bounced her quarter into the glass. "Yes!" she yelled. "Don't miss Alma."

Taking a deep breath, I bounced the quarter off the table and heard the quarter plop into the middle of the glass. "Your turn, Evelyn. Don't miss," I smiled at her.

"Beginners luck," she bounced her quarter off the table, grimacing as it bounced over the glass and rolled onto the floor.

"Too bad Evelyn."

"You still have to make it. Don't miss. I don't think you can make three in a row"

I just smiled at her, took a quarter from the pile, bounced it off of the table and watched it fall into the glass.

The guys started to chant, "Take it off, Take it off."

I looked at Evelyn and shrugged, "It was your idea."

She stood and glared at me. I don't think that she was upset that she had to take off her bra and panties, but angry that she had lost the game to me. Her hands reached under her dress, pulling off her panties and tossing them onto the table. She then asked Ricardo to unsnap her bra; once he did, she pulled it off and tossed it onto the table next to her panties.

I smiled at Evelyn, walked back into the living room and sat on the couch, carefully pulling my dress over my crossed legs. Soon, Evelyn joined me and handed me another glass of beer.

"Thanks. I don't think I'm going to drink anymore, I'm starting to feel a little drunk."

She just smiled at me and joined me on the couch.

Somebody turned on the stereo, and as the music filled the room, I saw four of the guys approach us. Three of them offered their hands to me, I looked at them and smiled at Carlitos, accepting his offer. I stood and started to move to the music. Just as I was starting to feel comfortable, the music shut off and I looked at Evelyn and Ricardo.

"One more game Alma. You have to give me a chance to tie the score."

"I don't want to play that game anymore. I feel a little dizzy."

"Okay, a different game then. Anybody have any ideas?"

"I know one," Carlitos said, "A sexy dancing game. Let's see who can dance mas caliente ."

I had seen Evelyn dance before, even though she was good, I knew I was a better dancer.

"I'm in," I announced and walked to the center of the room.

"Me too," Evelyn said as she joined me.

"How are we going to decide the winner?" Ricky asked.

"Easy," answered Carlitos, "Everybody votes with their wallets. Whenever somebody wants to cast a vote for Alma, they hand the money to me, for Evelyn, they hand it to you."

"And who gets the money when we're done?"

"The girls, whatever they get, they get to keep."

"Does that sound fair? Ricky asked us.

"I think it's perfect," Alma answered.

"Fine with me," I replied.

"Music," Ricky shouted. He was answered by a shout coming from the stereo, followed by the music. The song was a quebradita mixed with a heavy bass line. I looked at Evelyn and realized that she had started to dance.

I danced as seductively as I could, feeling my braless breasts almost bouncing out of my dress. I heard a cheer and looked at Evelyn, she was doing quick turns, causing her dress to flare up, showing her bare bottom to the crowd. I quickly followed her lead, but my dress was not as short as hers, and I could see that Ricky was collecting the most money.

I thought about letting my breasts fall out of my top, but held back. Noticing some of the guys were seated, I approached them, straddling their legs and dirty danced with them. Carlitos started to collect a few more bills, but Evelyn simply followed my lead and did the same.

The song ended, and I stopped. Another song started, and Evelyn kept dancing. She was now letting the guys start to touch her, letting their hands run over her body. One of the guys moved his hands to my breasts, and I smiled at him, letting him squeeze them.

Not feeling comfortable with their touches, I moved to the center of the room and danced to the best of my ability. I felt my dress start to slide down, and I looked down at my chest just as one breast popped into view.

Carlitos was now collecting more bills, and it looked like I was catching up to Evelyn. Noticing what I was doing, Evelyn joined me in the middle of the room, and started to twirl again, this time pulling her dress seductively higher with her hands. She stopped twirling, and bent at her waist to touch the floor. Wiggling her bare butt, she smiled at me, daring me to match her.

I started to pull the rest of my dress down, when the song ended. Before another song could start, I heard Evelyn announce. "Last song. Count the money and let's see who won."

I glared at her as I walked to the table, pulling my dress back up.

"I got you that time," she said as she sat next to me.

"They haven't finished counting the money yet," I answered, but knew that she was probably right. "Anyway, that wasn't fair, you don't have any panties on."

Evelyn just grinned at me.

"We have a winner," Carlitos announced, "Alma collected sixty three dollars, and Evelyn collected seventy eight. The winner and dirty dancing champion, Evelyn Rivera."

Evelyn stood, taking a couple of bows and did a coquettish curtsy, As she turned to rejoin me, she did another quick turn, letting everybody see her bare ass.

"Alma, your turn," she cheerfully said.

I stood, ran my hands slowly up my legs. I quickly pulled off my panties and tossed them onto the table with Evelyn's.

"We now have a tie, one win for Evelyn, one for Alma," Ricky announced, "We need to have one more contest to decide the winner."

"I know the perfect game," Evelyn announced. Carlitos will be Alma's partner, and Ricky will be mine."

I looked at Carlitos and smiled. This game might be fun with him as my partner. "Go on," I said.

Evelyn smiled wickedly, I could see the determination on her face. "We both lie on the floor, Carlitos and Ricky will start at our feet, slowly running their hands up our legs and all over our bodies. The first one to say 'stop' loses.

'That's not fair. Ricky is your boyfriend," I protested.

"Okay, then Ricky will be your partner and Carlitos will be mine. Do you want to play or not?"

"Only if the hands stay on the outside of the clothes."

"Okay, no hands inside the dresses. What do you say?"

It may have been the alcohol, but it was probably more my competitiveness that made me nod in agreement. Evelyn went into the bedroom and returned with a blanket, spreading it onto the floor. She sat down on it and patted it. I carefully sat next to her, making sure that my dress covered my bare flesh underneath.

We laid back onto the blanket, I could feel her arm against mine. She turned her head and looked into my eyes. I returned her glare, determined to win.

"Start," she said.

I felt Ricky's hands softly trace circles on my ankles. As he slowly moved his finger to my calves, I looked down and saw that Carlitos was doing the same to Evelyn. I turned to look at Evelyn, still staring defiantly into my eyes.

Ricky's fingers slowly moved up my leg, the touch of his hand softly tickling me. Wanting to look down at him, but not wanting to look away from Evelyn, I felt his fingers slide higher. As he reached my thighs, he softly ran his fingers first on the outside of my leg, then slowly moved to the inside of my legs.

Not wanting him to reach under my dress, but not wanting to lose so quickly, I simply squeezed my legs tightly together. His hands continued to move up my body, he softy brushed against my pussy, but continued on. I heard Evelyn moan softly, and I looked down at Carlitos. His hand was still visible above her dress, but he was softly running his fingers up and down her slit.

As Ricky reached my stomach, I giggled from his ticklish touches. He realized that he was tickling me, and moved his fingers higher, now tracing little circles over my nipples. The sensation was new to me, I felt my nipples harden from his touch. I closed my eyes. I could still feel the guys watching me, but barely. For the moment, the only thing I was cognizant of were Ricky's hands as he softly caressed my body.

Evelyn wrapped her hand around mine, and I reopened my eyes to look at her, finding her still staring at me. Her expression had changed from one of defiance to one of pleasure, and I was sure that mine had changed similarly.

Carlitos was now massaging her breasts through her dress, but slowly he stuck his fingers underneath her dress. "Hey," Evelyn said. "The hands are supposed to be above the dress."

Ricky smiled at Carlitos and said, "That's right, hands are not supposed to go inside the dress, do it like this," I felt Ricky's hands move to my shoulders, and he slowly pulled the straps of my dress off my shoulder. He continued to move the material of my dress down, slowly uncovering my breasts. I wanted to tell him to stop, but a part of me was enjoying this game, and I didn't want to let Evelyn win.

I looked into Evelyn's eyes as her boyfriend exposed my breasts; I could see the jealousy in her eyes. As Ricky pulled my dress down almost to my stomach, the guys exploded in applause, filling the room with their shouts and whistles. Ricky then softly pinched my nipples, my eyes closing from the pleasant sensation.

I heard more whistles and yells. I opened my eyes and saw that Evelyn's dress was now pulled down, her smaller breasts exposed. Carlitos moved his fingers to her nipples, wet them and traced tiny circles around her areola. Her hand tightened on mine, and the look on her face as she looked into my eyes had changed into a look of pure lust. Her eyes closed and her hand squeezed mine again. Ricky was now massaging my bare breasts, and I could feel a strange feeling begin to run through me like electricity. I closed my eyes, and heard a quiet moan escape my throat.

"Turn over," I heard Carlitos tell Evelyn.

"You too, Alma," Ricky added.

Without looking at Evelyn, I did as Ricky had asked. As soon as I was on my stomach, I felt Ricky's hands grab my dress, pulling it even lower, my whole upper body now exposed, the dress just covering my ass. He sensually caressed my bare back, the touch of his fingers lightly tracing lines from my shoulders down to my dress. Every time that he moved his hands to the bottom of my back, I could feel him push the dress lower, exposing more and more of my body.

"Lift the bottom of your body up a little," I heard Carlitos say. Soon after, the guys again whistled and yelled excitedly.

"Take off Alma's dress too Ricky," somebody said.

"Lift up just a little Alma," Ricky told me.

I hesitated, then heard Evelyn say, "All you have to do is say 'stop'"

Hearing her words, I pushed myself onto my hands and knees, letting Ricky pull the dress to my ankles. As the cheers and whistles again filled the room, I let myself down, and felt Ricky slide my dress past my thighs, over my calves and past my ankles. Within seconds, I was completely naked.

Ricky put his hands onto my calves, but he quickly moved them higher, until he was caressing my bare butt. He pushed his hands between my legs, and softly tried to push them apart. I resisted for a while, but something inside of me made me let him open my legs.

As my legs opened, Ricky quickly slid his fingers up my inner thigh, letting them brush against my pussy. I moaned again, this time not as silently as before. Encouraged by my response, he started to run his finger up and down my pussy. The crowd cheered again, and I could only guess what Carlitos had done to Evelyn.

"Turn over Alma," Ricky said.

Taking a deep breath, but keeping my eyes closed, I did as commanded. I heard more whistles, but they were somehow falling into the background. I was in another world now. Ricky's hands were gone, but I soon felt his lips softly kiss my bare breasts. I opened my eyes to look at him, he smiled at me as he wrapped his lips around my nipples. I closed my eyes again, and he started to softly suck my nipple, and I heard another moan escape my lips. He released my nipple from his mouth, and slowly started to kiss his way down my body. At my navel, he stuck his tongue into it, slowly twirling it. He continued lower, and suddenly, I felt him softly kiss my pussy.

At first, he softly kissed the top of it, then his kisses slowly moved lower. His tongue started to slide up and down, and I involuntarily pushed myself against him, arching my back. His fingers opened my lips, and his tongue swirled around my clitoris I opened my eyes, startled by the sudden sensation that suddenly appeared. I looked down at Ricky, his eyes closed as he slowly sucked on my clitoris. Suddenly, I remembered where I was and what I was doing. I looked at the men watching me, and as I felt my orgasm start, I opened my mouth to yell 'stop'

"Uh," is what came out of my mouth, and I pressed myself harder against Ricky's mouth, quickly moving my hips up and down, desperately trying to increase the pressure and trying to feel his mouth on every part of my pussy.

My breaths became shorter, and I could hear myself moan with every exhale. The pleasure that I had been feeling, all of a sudden was dwarfed by the sensations that followed. I heard myself start to moan even louder than before, and I felt as if every nerve in my body was being stimulated by Ricky's tongue.

"Oh God, ohhh yes!" I screamed as I looked at the guys watching me climax.

Overwhelmed by the orgasm, I pulled myself away from Ricky's mouth and laid still on the floor, closed my eyes and tried to compose myself, but I could still feel the sensations of the orgasm.

I felt Ricky on top of me, and his hands were on the floor near my shoulders, and I felt his cock at my pussy lips.

"Say stop Alma, tell him to stop," I heard Evelyn say.

I looked at her for the first time since we had our dresses taken off, and could see Carlitos on top of her, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy.

I looked at Evelyn and answered, "Fuck me Ricky."

Evelyn started to scream at him to stop, but her screams started to turn into moans as she started to climax. Carlitos was moving his hips as fast as he could and Evelyn's eyes were now closed as her orgasm crescendoed.

I looked into Ricky's eyes and told him, "Fuck me."

He placed the head of his cock on my pussy, and slowly slid it up and down my slit. I felt it start to penetrate my labia, and was surprised that it felt so big. The head of his cock entered my pussy, and I opened my legs wider. He pushed into me, and suddenly I felt pain. He pushed harder and I cried out, "No, it's too big."

"Relax chulita ," Ricky said, "We'll go slow." He pushed his cock into me, and I winced as the pain was too much. Ricky kept talking, telling me to relax, that the pain would go away soon.

His cock pressed deeper and I and I moaned softly from the pain. I was determined to go through with it, and Ricky continued to slowly push his cock deeper inside me, occasionally pausing, allowing me to get used to his cock.

Eventually, I heard him announce, "It's all the way in." I glanced at Evelyn, she was now on her hands and knees, now getting fucked by somebody else while she sucked on a cock. I closed my eyes, and Ricky slowly pulled his cock out of me. Opening my eyes again, I looked down and watched as he slid his cock back into my wet pussy. The pain was still present, although diminished. He moved faster, and within a few seconds, his cock was buried deep inside me. Instantly, he pulled his cock out again, and pushed it back in, harder and faster than before.

I pushed away the pain and concentrated on the feeling of his cock sliding into my pussy. As he pulled out again, he moved slightly, and I gasped loudly as his cock rubbed against clitoris.

"You are so tight, chula ," Ricky told me, "You like it?"

I nodded my head slowly, and felt his cock slide into me again. Encouraged by my response, Ricky increased his rhythm and I felt his cock push in and out, softly teasing my clit. The pleasure was now stronger than the pain, and I began to push against him as he slid his cock into me. Ricky was moving his hips as fast as he could, and I felt an orgasm building within me. As he fucked me, harder and faster with every stroke, I heard myself whimper as I began to climax. I found it hard to breath but continued to push myself against him, loving the feeling of his cock fucking me.

My orgasm crescendoed, and Ricky continued to pound his cock into me, my breasts were bouncing rapidly as I began screaming in ecstasy. I felt as if I was going to die from pleasure, and I tried to stop Ricky with my hands. He was stronger than I was, and suddenly I was overwhelmed by the waves of ecstasy running through my entire body. I screamed loudly, and Ricky continued sliding his cock in and out of me.

My arms flailed wildly above my head and my hips wildly pumped against Ricky. Finally, Ricky's thrusts became more erratic, he groaned loudly and pushed his cock as deep inside of me as he could. He collapsed on top of me and I closed my eyes and felt my ecstasy slowly subside.

I heard Evelyn whisper into my ear, "He's a great fuck, isn't he? Do I win, or are you going to fuck everybody here. I've already fucked or sucked everyone except for Ricky, and I'm about to do that too."

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. Everybody was completely naked, and Evelyn was being fucked as she whispered to me. "You win," I said as I began to stand. Evelyn placed her hand on my shoulder, holding me down. She looked into my eyes, and moved toward me. My eyes remained open as her lips touched mine. I lustfully wrapped my arms around her, and we kissed passionately. She broke our kiss, and moved her lips to my nipples, and took one in her mouth.

"No! Stop," I said determined to stop my wild desire. I wasn't going to be part of a gang bang on the night I lost my virginity. I stood and marched into the bathroom. I locked the door behind me and turned on the shower, turned on by what I had done but ashamed at how far I had gone trying to beat Evelyn.

I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my body and opened the door. Everybody was now dressed, except for Evelyn who was just pulling her dress on. She smiled at me as he picked up my clothes. "Ready to go home?" she asked. I shook my head and grabbed my clothes from her. She followed me into the bathroom and closed the door behind her. "I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean for it to go so far. I didn't think you would... you would go as far as you did. I mean, I knew we were competitive, but that was a little too much."

I smiled at her as I pulled my dress, adjusting it to hide as much of my body as I could. "It's my fault, not yours," I said, "and anyway, you should be happy, you won."

She stepped toward me, and kissed me on the cheek, "No... now all of them are going to think I do this all the time. I won't be able to hang with them anymore without having hands all over me. And I broke up with Ricky, I wouldn't be able to kiss him again without seeing his face as he fucked you."

"I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't mean for that to happen."

"That's okay, he's a jerk. I only stayed with him because he's so good in bed. There's lots of other guys out there, and I'll never have as good of a friend as you." Evelyn kissed my cheek again, wrapping her arms around my body. I looked into her eyes and returned her kiss, my lips touching hers. We kissed for a few seconds, until she broke it and we giggled loudly.

"Let's go," I said.

"Good idea," she answered. We walked through the apartment, and Ricky tried to approach Evelyn. She flipped him off and marched out of the apartment. Ricky looked at me, I shrugged my shoulders and smiled sheepishly as I followed Evelyn out the door.

We drove home without conversation, listening to the radio play softly. As Evelyn parked in front of my house, I turned to her and smiled softly. I leaned over, pressed my lips against hers and said as I pulled away, "I know another game we can play. I do something to you, and you see if you can do something more outrageous. Come inside and sleep with me tonight. I don't want to be alone."

Evelyn smiled back, answering me by pressing her lips against mine. We kissed passionately as our hands wandered all over each others. She pulled away from me, and pulled the key from the ignition. We silently snuck into my room, and spent the night together, falling asleep naked in each others arms. Our friendship still alive after our night of competition, now complemented by our budding sexual relationship.

Over the next year, I matured a lot, not only sexually, as Evelyn and I continued our relationship, but I slowly obtained more freedom from my father, as I proved to him I wasn't a little girl anymore. My friendship with Evelyn grew as did our sexual relationship. Evelyn found another boyfriend, who was more than willing to sleep with the two of us. I learned a lot in that year, until my father and I returned to Mexico.

Within a year, I was married and my stomach was growing with my first child, but I will never forget how my out of control competition with Evelyn at the party changed my life. In many ways, it was my passageway into becoming a woman, much like a quinceaños is supposed to represent. I lost my innocence and virginity in the same night, and the party was the key to opening an unforgettable relationship with Evelyn and my sexual awakening.

Glossary:

• Chula - Cutie.
• Caliente - Hot, both temperature and sexual.
• Carne asada - fried beef, usually served with tortillas and Salsa.
• Salsa - Spicy sauce of tomatoes and onions and chili peppers to accompany Mexican foods
• Muchacho - young man, usually teenaged and single.
• Quebradita - a type of Mexican music, think big rhythm section, heavy beat, cowboy hats and you've got it.
• Quinceaños - a party given to fifteen year old girls, similar to sweet sixteen parties.