I remember going to a party with a high school girlfriend and telling me there would be cute boys there and to dress sexy. I was 16 and my mother used to check out the clothes I was wearing. She always gave me a lecture about shirt skirts and revealing clothing. I said yes to everything she said so she would let me go. Used go to my girlfriends house and change into sexier clothing and then change back to my clothes when I went back. My girlfriend and I had similar bodies and her clothes fit me like a glove. Remember dressing up with a braless top, high heels and asking her if the skirt was to short. "Hey you've got nice legs" she told me. I felt a little self conscious about my nipples showing, skirt up higher than mid thigh, but she convinced to go like that. Discovered there were mostly senior boys and girls there and not all of them from my school. I was and instant success showing up dressed like that, witch made a lot of girls unhappy. There I was 16 years old, with boys looking at me and girls giving me angry looks. I was sitting having a drink, when this bitchy girl came up to me and said "my panties were showing" and lifted up the front of my skirt. I was so embarrassed I went to one of the bedroom bathroom up stairs and found them waiting for me when I came out. Ended up pinned on the edge of the bed with my skirt and top yanked up, panties ripped off and telling four boys that were with them to suck my pussy. "Don't worry your going to like it" holding my legs apart, while boys had a party taking turns sucking my tits and pussy. Remember being total helpless, subdued and girls telling them "suck her hard make her cum" witch eventually it was hard not to have one. An orgasm mixed in with utter humiliation and very embarrassing to have one in front of an audience. I remember fixing myself up in the bathroom when they all left , stuffing my torn panties under my clothes and walking out like nothing had happed. Found my girlfriend in the parking lot, she obviously knew what went on up stairs and decided it was best to leave. "Where were you" she asked me. Save face by lying and telling her I had a little making out with one of the boys. Don't know if she swallowed it but kept sticking to my story.