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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
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Fiesta

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 2000 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

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 
quinceanos , 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. Dona 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 quincea os 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.

The End

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.
	*Quinceanos - a party given to fifteen year old 
girls, similar to sweet sixteen parties.


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