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Prom Ch. 01: Old Habits

By: TheRachelChronicles



Authors Note: "The Rachel Chronicles" is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel's head. 

Further, the stories are written in an intended order and it is highly recommended that you read them as such. Obviously, you are free to proceed as you please and I'm grateful that you would read any of them at all. But you will get a much fuller and more rewarding picture if you follow the stories in their natural order. 

One final note before I frustrate you to the point of wishing you'd never clicked here. These tales are my first attempt at story writing of any kind. I welcome all comments, suggestions, and criticism but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you're too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again. 

I'm kidding. 

Enjoy! 

*All characters in this story are 18 years or older* 

***** 

CHAPTER 1 

Kevin's eyes fluttered open and he awoke with a slight smile. Momentarily disoriented, he flicked his gaze around the room while his brain caught up to his vision. He smiled again and began to sit up as familiarity slowly returned. 

He didn't remember nodding off on the couch but a quick glance to his watch indicated that he couldn't have been asleep long. Fifteen minutes? Twenty? He yawned and ran a hand through his hair as he took stock of his surroundings. 

The house was completely quiet, save the rhythmic breathing sounds of a half dozen people who had passed out in various positions throughout the living room. The lights were on and it was so late (or perhaps early) that the first rays of morning sun were beginning to add further illumination from the outside. There were beer cans and red solo cups scattered on tables and counter tops in the kitchen. He smirked and yawned again. It had been a fun party. 

And a fun prom, too. With the thought in mind, curiosity flashed through Kevin's brain. Where was his date? 

Where was Rachel? 

He stood up slowly, careful to avoid stepping on anyone or losing his balance. His head swam and he realized he was still pretty drunk. As he made his way through the living room, he smiled again. It had been so good to see Rachel. It really had been way too long. 

His heart fluttered a bit as he did a mental recap of the night. She'd seemed to have really enjoyed herself with him. And maybe it was just his hopeful thinking, but he swore she'd been a little flirty, too. His stomach flipped a little and his face twisted into a sheepish grin. Maybe this little prom thing might lead to something else... 

He entered the kitchen and paused momentarily to listen for any sounds. The last thing he remembered was chatting with Rachel on the couch, and since she hadn't been passed out next to him, he assumed she must be awake somewhere. They had been among the last people still up and Rachel certainly wasn't one to leave any fun on the table. 

Hearing nothing, Kevin squinted curiously and looked around the kitchen; she obviously wasn't around there. He took a few steps and opened the door to the basement and tilted his head into the stairwell to listen. Silence. 

He shut the door carefully and turned back towards the kitchen. He was beginning to feel stumped. Where could she have gone in such a short-? 

Kevin snapped his fingers and smiled as the answer popped into his head. The backyard. They'd been out there earlier in the night. People had gathered to smoke cigarettes (or other things). Maybe someone was still up and she was out there chatting. 

With a renewed smile, Kevin turned and crossed the kitchen to approach a sliding glass door. As he moved, his elbow clipped a red cup on the counter and sent it sprawling. He lunged forward and grabbed it quickly and he sighed with relief as he realized it was empty. He laughed at his clumsiness as he reached for the door handle and glanced out into the yard. 

The cup fell from his hand. 

His stomach lurched and dropped like a roller coaster. The silly smile on this face vanished as he felt his throat go dry. The breath left his lungs and his chest felt suddenly tight. His face got hot and shivery tingles shot up to his scalp. And he felt himself stir inside his jeans. 

He could feel his heart beating all the way up to his temples. For a split-second, he was sure he was either hallucinating from being drunk or that he was still asleep and dreaming. But as his eyes focused and his breath stayed trapped inside his lungs, he knew neither of those hopeful possibilities were real. 

Out in the yard, not more than twenty feet away, were three people he recognized instantly; his two buddies, Rob and Jeff, and his long-time friend and beautiful prom date, Rachel. But it wasn't the "who" so much as the "what" that was making Kevin's stomach twist painfully like a python. 

Jeff was standing by himself, his body turned slightly away from the house. He had a cigarette in his hand but it was clear he wasn't interested in smoking it. He was staring ahead intently at something a few feet from him. His body language appeared to convey the same sense of frozen excitement that was coursing through Kevin at the moment. They were looking at the same thing. 

Just nearby, Rob was standing straight up, like an arrow. His hands were on his hips and a pair of dark aviator shades rested on top of his messy brown hair. His shirt was off and his stomach muscles were tight and flexed. But while his body displayed tension, his face was in a very different place. His eyes were squinted pleasurably and his lips were spread into a wide smile. He was facing Kevin and the house directly, but there was no chance that he'd notice his friend. His chin was angled straight downward. And his attention was fully focused. 

Kevin swallowed hard again and let his eyes trace downward to the target of all three boys' gazes. His stomach was in knots but his pants were tightening rapidly in a state of confusing arousal. On her knees, directly in front of Rob, was Rachel. She was kneeling casually in the soft, green grass, her face squarely in line with Rob's waist. She had one hand on his thigh and the other up in front of her, blocked from Kevin's view by back of her head. He didn't have an explicit view of what was happening from his angle and distance, but it couldn't have been more obvious. He watched as her messy pony tail shook gently to the rhythm of her bobbing head and neck. She was sliding her face in and out in front of Rob as he looked down on her with pure satisfaction. 

Kevin's swallowed a final time before his voice came out cracked as he whispered to himself in disbelief. 

"I can't believe-..." 

*** 

"I can't believe I'm back here," she breathed to herself as she adjusted her prom dress and stepped through the double doors of the gymnasium. "Life is so weird." 

Rachel hadn't set foot on campus at Taylor Reed Academy since she'd changed schools under a cloud of mystery almost one year prior. Senior year transfers were rare and Rachel's sudden departure and subsequent enrollment in nearby Pine Valley Prep had left nothing but questions. 

While there were rumors about her joining Pine Valley's powerhouse field hockey team, the true impetus behind the move had been Rachel's parents; they'd wanted to give her a fresh start. They had watched their bright and energetic daughter slip into a dark, aimless fog as she lost focus and began to forsake everything important around her. Rachel was a good person and she meant well, but she had a habit of losing her grip. She looked for rushes and pushed the envelope in certain areas until she inevitably got burnt. And such a burn had opened the door for her sudden transfer. 

Rachel had gone to Taylor Reed since her middle school days, and for most of those years, things had been great. She was outgoing and popular and never wanted for friends or attention. But as her high school career progressed, Rachel had begun to make things more and more complicated. She was very active socially, which led her to her being very involved on the party scene. 

And then there was that other thing: 

Rachel was more than easy to look at. 

She had soft, attractive features with a slim but toned body. Her green eyes were bright and inviting and sandy-blonde hair fell below her shoulders. She had smooth, glowing skin with a nice tight ass that gave way to the well-formed legs of an athlete. And it was her chest that attracted the most attention. 

Her boobs weren't huge, but they were an honest "D" and they looked even more bountiful on her slim frame. They sat high on her chest and stuck out with incredible firmness no matter how revealing or modest her outfit was. Even when she was playing field hockey and had the "girls" tightly contained in a thick sports bra, watching them bounce with a fury was a favorite pastime of the high school boys who attended the games for pretty much only that reason. 

All in all, she easily attracted the eye of many boys (and probably some girls, too). She was confident and flirty and definitely didn't shy away from hooking up. She also had a hard time saying "no" so she often found herself in compromising situations even when she wasn't necessarily into the person in question. She didn't have a lot of sex (outside of one or two steady boyfriends) but not much else was off limits. 

She thoroughly enjoyed giving head and she put this desire to practice with more guys than she probably cared to admit. Her willingness in that arena made it so that most parties (depending on her mood and on how "relaxed" she had gotten) would find her on her knees at some point. It wasn't like anyone could just come get it but she loved doing it and her arousal could switch on very quickly. So if a boy was somewhat cute and was confident enough to approach and assert himself, there was at least a decent chance she could be talked into sucking some dick. 

Rachel didn't consider herself a slut and she resented the label being applied to her and the way she lived her life. She hated the double standard given to girls who dared to enjoy their sexuality. Boys were high-fived and cheered the more they hooked up but girls like Rachel received sideways glances and whispered insults. It had initially driven her nuts, but she'd quickly developed a very Zen attitude about it all. She wanted to be liked but she simply didn't have time for people who looked down on her for such close-minded reasons. 

But as confident as Rachel was in her choices, she also went overboard sometimes. She hurt people and she hurt herself. It was rarely intentional, but it never mattered in the end. She was a pleaser and a thrill-seeker and she often didn't realize how deep she was into something until it was too late. She got into bad situations and allowed herself to be used. And when this happened, the free-flowing, airy lightness of her sexual adventures took on a dark and ugly demeanor. 

It was with these thoughts that Rachel felt a small pit form in her stomach as she stepped onto the floor of the gym for Taylor Reed's Senior Prom. She became aware of the many eyes all around as a number of people slowly recognized her and whispered to their friends. She'd probably hooked up with a decent amount of guys in attendance. She tried not to stare or to actively think about it and as she glanced around, she didn't see any definitively familiar faces in terms of past hookups. But whether she saw them or not, it wasn't really important. They were there. Somewhere. At least a handful of penises in the room had been in her mouth at some point in the past. 

With one glaring exception: 

Kevin. 

"You okay?" 

Rachel was shook from her momentary daze as Kevin spoke and touched her gently on the arm. She turned quickly and shot him a disarming smile before nodding in the affirmative. She looked into his warm eyes and tingled a bit as the nervous knot in her stomach began to loosen. She felt safe with him. She was glad he was there. 

Kevin was her prom date and a senior at Taylor Reed. He and Rachel had been close since early on in high school and there was a time when Rachel might have considered him her best friend. He was a really nice guy and a lot of fun to hang out with. The two of them had always had a good vibe and talking to Kevin was easy and effortless. They'd stayed in pretty good touch early on in the year after Rachel had changed schools, but they'd drifted apart a bit more lately. It hadn't been Kevin's doing; it was Rachel and her hectic lifestyle. She always seemed to be going somewhere and doing something during the past few months. Kevin had barely even gotten her on the phone. 

But even though they'd lost contact a bit, Kevin had still heard a few stories about her as well as other whispers of her troubles at Pine Valley (it was rumored she would be transferring again and likely repeating her senior year at yet another place). So since he was single and hadn't really strongly considered asking any of the girls in his class to prom, he'd reached out to Rachel. It seemed to be a win-win; Rachel could have a fun night out and see a few old friends (ones that she didn't have drama with) and Kevin would have a smoking hot prom date who happened to be a great friend to hang with. 

Of course there was something else, too. Kevin definitely had on and off feelings for her awhile, as was usually the case with boy-girl friendships. He would've jumped at the chance to date her any number of times but he'd never felt that the interest was mutual. He had simply stood by in the background and watched as Rachel hooked up with guy after guy. Her rampant promiscuity both hurt him and aroused him as he had fantasized about the two of them getting together many times. So there was obviously a small thought in the back of his head that maybe something would happen at prom. But he definitely wasn't going to act on it. It was just a simple, exciting fantasy. 

"Yeah I'm all good." Rachel let out a deep breath as she replied. "It's just weird, ya know? But it will be a fun night. Looking forward to it!" 

And it was a fun night. They danced and joked and hung out with everyone. Rachel caught up with old friends as well as exchanged a few awkward "Hellos" with some guys she had hooked up with. She felt plenty of eyes on her most of the night. A few judgmental looks rom the girls and a few lustful ones from the guys. She couldn't erase her reputation and she did look pretty stunning. Her hair was up and done wonderfully and she was wearing a sexy red strapless dress that showed off her toned shoulders, and obviously, her impressive cleavage. 

The hours flew by and soon the prom came to a close. Many of the students were heading to an afterprom party and Kevin and Rachel were no exception. The party was at a friend of Kevin's whose parents were pretty laid back and unlikely to interfere with some partygoer shenanigans. 

Not wanting to return to Kevin's house and be grilled about the evening, the pair had had the good foresight to pack a change of clothes and instead head straight to the party. So within minutes of saying their goodbyes, they were in Kevin's car and headed off to the main event. 

Rachel was aching to get out of her dress and into the simple outfit she had brought and she didn't really feel like waiting in line to change at the bathroom at the house so she asked Kevin if it was cool if she changed while he was driving. She realized it was a little awkward but she really wanted to get out of her formal attire and she was actually slightly buzzed from a flask they had passed around so the idea of getting naked in front of her friend was just a bit exciting. 

She realized Kevin was thinking the same thing as she watched his eyes flick nervously over to her as he swallowed a lump in his throat. He hadn't been prepared for the idea that his hot friend would be undressing in the seat next to him. 

"Um, yeah sure. Of course." His voice came out in a bit of stammer as he tried to sound calm and casual. 

Rachel grinned to herself. Kevin was cute. And he was such a gentleman. He probably wouldn't even sneak a peek. With a silly giggle she reached into her duffle bag and pulled out some black athletic shorts. They seemed a bit small now that she was holding them but she had honestly picked them because they weren't sexy. She knew she'd be drinking at the party and the last thing she needed to be doing was leading some guy on and getting herself into a dangerous place. Especially since she came to the prom with someone else. 

She'd just started to slide the shorts on under her dress when she realized she wasn't wearing any underwear. She cursed herself. She hadn't worn underwear because it would've been visible with her dress but she hadn't thought to pack an extra pair. She rolled her eyes at her brain fart. Oh well, she thought. It wasn't like anyone would know. 

She carefully slid her shorts up under the dress and reached down to grab her shirt. It was a yellow t-shirt that had "Taylor Reed" printed across the chest and #9 on the back. It was her field hockey practice tee from freshman year. Rachel had thought it would be nostalgically appropriate to wear it given that she was back at her old school. And it was a simple t-shirt. Nothing sexy about it. 

Of course, holding it up she again realized this wasn't the case. She hadn't worn the shirt in a few years and she could've sworn it had been larger or looser. She realized her boobs had probably gotten bigger since and it was possible she had grown everywhere in general. And she again cursed herself for not thinking of bringing a bra. What had been intended to be a non-sexy, t-shirt and shorts outfit now looked like it was going to attract some unneeded attention. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders again. Oh well. Not much she could do at this point. 

Rachel deftly unhooked the back of her dress and slid the zipper down enough so that she could pull it over her head. Right before she did, she glanced at Kevin mischievously. Poor guy, she thought. He was staring straight ahead at the road in front of him, trying with all his might not to glance over at her body. She felt another little tingle as her warm buzz danced through her head. She was his prom date after all. Maybe she should at least give him a quick look at her boobs or something. Her stomach fluttered at the thought and she caught herself with a smirk. No! What was she thinking? She wasn't going to tease him with a peek. Why would that thought even cross her mind?? 

She smiled with a shake of her head and looked back to what she was doing. In a quick motion, she yanked the dress over her head and pulled the t-shirt back over. Her boobs swung free for a brief moment and she realized the shirt was in fact a little small as she stretched the front over her full chest. Her breasts strained against the fabric and the word "Taylor" became a bit distorted. She glanced back at Kevin and realized he definitely hadn't looked. She shook her head again. 

The afterparty proved to be a pretty decent affair. A lot of the senior class was there, as well as a few people Rachel didn't recognize. As predicted, her "plain" outfit drew more attention than she had wanted, both positive and negative. A few times as she had walked through a crowd to grab a drink or say hi to someone she felt a stray hand brush her chest or her ass. However, no one had gone any further and thankfully not a single boy attempted to test her old reputation with any suggestive comments. The most she got was a few winks and thumbs ups and some obvious long stares at her rack. 


Prom Ch. 01: Old Habits



This was fortunate as she had drunk quite a bit and was definitely feeling loose and free. Knowing that many eyes were on her combined with the fact that she secretly wasn't wearing any underwear had turned her on quite a bit. Had someone cornered her and gotten a little bold with her body or flirted suggestively about finding a place for her to get off her feet, she wasn't fully sure what would've happened. Thankfully, she didn't have to find out. Rachel had promised herself she wouldn't be playing with any random penises this weekend. For her own sake. It was not something she needed to be doing and it was sort of a personal test. 

The party flew by and before she realized it, it was closer to morning than night. She was pretty drunk and it was only on the strength of her adrenaline that she was still awake and functioning. She and Kevin had been among the last people standing, but her valiant prom date had bowed out recently as well. Rachel had giggled as she watched him try desperately to keep from nodding off on the couch next to her as they joked and talked. It was a losing battle though, and before long, Kevin's eyes shut for good as exhaustion took him down. 

Suddenly alone, Rachel glanced around to see who else was still up and ready to keep the party going. The house was quiet so she made her way across the kitchen to a sliding glass door which led to the backyard. She grinned as she saw a few boys outside grabbing a cigarette. Rachel only smoked cigarettes when she was drinking and never more than one per night. But it was that "one" that sounded really good to her right then. 

She slipped through the door and approached the boys and began making some small talk. There were two of them, Rob and Jeff, and they appeared to be the only people still awake besides her. It was Jeff's house that they were at and Rob was an ex of hers in a sense. They'd dated for a short stretch about a year back. It wasn't anything too serious and it had been a good time. 

The three of them were chatting and smoking their cigarettes when Rob nodded his head at Rachel inquisitively and gave her a funny grin. 

"You still playing hockey and all that? You look like you've stayed in shape." 

Rachel grinned back and raised her eyebrow at him sarcastically. 

"I'm in shape enough to still kick your ass." She giggled at her taunt. She was definitely buzzed from the party. 

Rob smirked and took another drag as he responded with a smile. 

"Oh, I'm sure. You even got your uniform on. Still fits you, um, quite well." 

Rachel followed his gaze to her chest and rolled her eyes. She knew what he was getting at. She looked away and shook her head with a laugh 

"Whatever. I haven't worn it in a while. Don't be a jerk." 

Rob grinned again and continued. 

"Jerk? You're the one who just threatened to kick my ass. I was just giving you a compliment." He again let his gaze fall obviously across her chest. 

Rachel watched with amusement as he ogled her so blatantly. They had history and it wasn't like Rob hadn't seen her naked before. The thought sent a mild shiver though her body as a few memories flashed in her mind. She swallowed and licked her lips as she responded with thick sarcasm. 

"Compliment? Rob, you're such a sweetheart. Enjoying the view?" 

Rob smirked and took another drag. He kept his eyes on hers for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow and nodding his head. 

"It's not bad. Why don't you come a little closer?" 

Rachel rolled her eyes. She was a little surprised he was being so bold. She'd chatted with him a few times during the night but he'd never made any truly forward comments. And now he was clearly eying her up. She felt a little weird about it but she was also in a bit of a flirty mood so she found herself complying. She took a few steps closer and stopped in front of him. She shot him another sarcastic smile and glanced down at her chest for effect. 

"Is this better? You're such a weirdo." 

Rob smiled brightly and nodded his head. He brought his eyes to her stretched shirt and glanced around like he was studying something. After a few moments, he nodded in satisfaction and looked back at her. 

"Yup. Much better. I don't know, Rach. They look a little bigger than I remember." He paused with a grin as she rolled her eyes. He swallowed and continued. 

"I wonder how they feel-." 

Before Rachel could react, Rob reached forward and cupped her breast gently with his hand. He gave her a solid squeeze and was preparing to rub her more fully when she finally came back to the moment. She slapped his hand away playfully and shot him an incredulous smile. 

"Rob! Oh my God! Seriously? What are you-?" 

Rob interrupted her protests with a laugh. 

"Fuck, Rach. Still nice as ever." He paused and winked at her. "You always did have the best rack." 

Rachel blushed and bit her lip as they exchanged knowing grins. When they'd been together, Rob certainly had enjoyed her boobs. But that wasn't some sort of surprise. All guys loved them. And as enticing as they looked when hidden under a tight sweater or peeking out of a low cut tank, they were truly a vision when fully revealed. The lucky guys who had gotten a glimpse (or more) were always in for a treat. They were large and full and perfectly shaped. They hung in almost unnatural suspension from her chest and quivered ever so slightly when she laughed or breathed deeply. 

Rachel swallowed and shook from her thoughts as she noticed Rob was still grinning at her. Her daydreaming had sent a few mild tingles through her body and she sucked in a breath; she was definitely a bit turned on. She felt her nipples stiffen ever so slightly and the realization sent a tickle of panic through her stomach. She flicked her eyes quickly downward, hoping she wouldn't see what she thought she'd see. 

But there was no such luck. She blushed further and did her best to avoid Rob's gaze. As she'd feared, her nipples were making subtle indentations through the thin, stretched fabric of her yellow shirt. The early morning air was cool and while that could have been part of it, it wasn't the main reason. Her intoxication combined with the flirtatious nature of the moment between her and Rob had caused her arousal to climb a bit. And she knew Rob could tell. 

Rob grinned to himself and sucked in a breath as he took in the increasingly excellent view. Whatever memories were dancing through Rachel's head, they were just as vivid inside his own. He let his eyes drop down her entire body before coming back to her face. She was definitely blushing a bit. He smirked and took a final drag of his cigarette before flicking it aside. 

"And speaking of...how about a quick show? It's been way too long." 

Rachel brought her diverted gaze back up Rob's face and raised her eyebrows with a surprised smile. She giggled nervously. 

"Ummm, a quick show of what?" 

Rob rolled his eyes as if she had asked a dumb question. He again let his gaze drop to the stretched front of her shirt. 

"C'mon just give us a little face time with those incredible tits of yours." He paused and raised a playful eyebrow. "It looks like they're dying to get out anyway." 

Rachel giggled again and tingled at his explicit request. And also at his mention of "us." She darted her eyes over to Jeff and smiled at him nervously. She'd been preoccupied with her thoughts about Rob and almost forgotten that there was a third person present. She laughed and shook her head dismissively as she looked back at Rob with a grin. 

"Uhhhhhhh...no." She took another drag and rolled her eyes as she looked away. "You boys are crazy." 

But Rob wasn't going to give up so easily. He laughed and looked at her again like she was the one being weird. 

"Why not? We're all friends here. It's not like it's something we haven't seen before, right?" 

Rachel tingled again at his words. It was obviously true that Rob had seen her naked multiple times in the past. The thought sent another shiver through her senses. She was firmly buzzing and feeling more and more excited by the moment. But she grinned curiously as she glanced over at Jeff again. 

"Wait, what do you mean 'we'? Jeff, you haven't seen my boobs before, have you?" 

She flinched as she realized that her voice came out a lot flirtier than she had intended. It also made her stomach flutter that she was admitting she couldn't accurately recall the list of boys who had seen her naked in the past. She tingled again. That wasn't the only list that she didn't dare to tally up with regards to boys either... 

Before Jeff could answer, Rob jumped in with a bright smile. 

"That doesn't matter. Either way, there's no time like the present! C'mon, Rach. It's not a big deal." 

Rachel was about to retort again when she stopped and let out a breath. She flicked her eyes between the boys as excited butterflies erupted all through her stomach. All the suggestive talk and memories of being with Rob were starting to push her into a dangerous place. As her buzz coursed warmly through her veins, she realized that thinking about doing what he was asking was getting her a little excited. She actually did kinda want to do it. But was she sure? 

"I-." She stopped and let out another breath as a wry smile crossed her lips. She was sure. It was pretty crazy but she was feeling so good in the moment. 

"Oh my God, you guys are a mess. Okay...but just real quick, all right?" 

With an excited tremble of disbelief, she bent over to snuff what was left of her cigarette into the grass. She then stood back up tall and ran her hands quickly through her hair. It was kind of a mess, all scrunched up and random from having it done up for prom. She glanced around the yard quickly to confirm that no one else was around before looking back at the excited smiles facing her. She rolled her eyes and let out a deep breath. 

As Rob and Jeff looked on with anticipation, Rachel reached down and grabbed ahold of the corners of her shirt. With her arms crossed, she began to pull the thin yellow material upwards over her flat stomach. She tingled as she felt the cotton begin to scrunch up her back and slide over the lower parts of her ribs. She paused momentarily before exhaling and taking the plunge. With a firm tug, she pulled her shirt up over her chest. She swallowed as she felt her heavy breasts pop free from the fabric and drop gently into the cool morning air. A shockwave rippled between her legs and her cheeks got warm. And the reactions made her surge. 

Jeff muttered a curse under his breath and Rob's eyes widened with familiar excitement. Rachel's impressive chest wrapped tightly in a thin t-shirt had been quite the view all night long. But it didn't compare to what the boys were seeing now. They stared hungrily at her almost perfect breasts as they hung magically just a few feet away. They were full and round yet almost unnaturally perky. Her nipples were firmly hard and every curve seemed to be designed flawlessly. Her skin was smooth and deliciously soft looking. The image was simply incomparable. 

Rachel swallowed again as she slowly dropped her hands from her bunched up shirt and placed them awkwardly at her sides. Part of her felt a little ridiculous standing there with her boobs just hanging out. But a bigger part of her was swarming with excitement. She recognized Rob's approving grin and Jeff's eyes were filled with lust. She did a mental check through and realized that she was pretty sure he'd never seen them before. He was definitely looking at her like that anyway. Oh well. The genie was out of the bottle now. 

Rob finally broke the silence with a laugh and impressed shake of his head. 

"Damn, Rach. Just as nice as ever. You sure have been missed around these parts." 

Rachel rolled her eyes and grinned but another tremor sliced through her. Rob wasn't kidding. Her transfer had surely been mourned by a number of boys who had experienced her "friendly ways" over the years. But Rachel's friendliness was a zero-sum game. It hadn't taken her long to fall into old habits, and what was her old classmates' loss became the boys at Pine Valley Prep's gain. And then some. Rachel willingness to please was quite well known and she'd found herself at eye-level with more zippers over the past year than she cared to admit. Especially lately... 

She swallowed away the thought and shook her head at Rob's compliment. She was about to make a joke about him drooling when he spoke again. 

"Give 'em a little shake real quick." 

Rachel coughed out a laugh and cocked her head at him incredulously. A "little shake" real quick? She rolled her eyes again and pursed her lips. But without really knowing why, she complied. She twisted her torso back and forth gently and giggled as her heavy breasts swayed subtly to the rhythm. The jiggled ever so slightly before coming back to rest in their perky state. 

Jeff grinned widely and shook his head. "Fuck, that's hot." 

Rob nodded in agreement before narrowing his eyes quizzically at Rachel. 

"No shit. I swear, I still can't believe they're not fake. Rach, did you get some work done since you've been gone-?" 

As he spoke, Rob brought his hand up and reached out casually for her chest. Rachel's eyes widened and she moved quickly to counter his obvious intentions. With surprising speed, she pulled her shirt back down and swatted away Rob's curious hand as she stepped back. She giggled again and shook her head at him. 

"Hey, hands to yourself, buddy. You can look with your eyes." 

Rob laughed and flashed his eyes at her. Without hesitating, he stepped into her body and pulled her towards him in a friendly hug. Before she could react, he slipped his hands behind her and rested them on her lower back. He looked down at her surprised but giggling face with a playful smile of his own. 

"You're such a tease. Just like you were back when." 

Rachel smirked and looked up into his eyes. She hadn't expected him to hug her in like he had but as soon as their bodies made contact she'd decided not to fight him back. She felt a strong surge of exciting familiarity as his chest pushed into hers and his hand circled around her back. She rolled her eyes and shot back sarcastically. 

"Oh yeah. I was a real tease. Sure made you work hard." 

Rob smirked as well. They were both half-right. Before they'd dated, Rob had pursued her for a bit but she'd playfully kept him at arm's length. But once they gotten together, she'd hardly left him deprived. Far from it. Rob felt a tingle of excitement of his own as he thought about it. Sensing that she wasn't going to push him away, he decided to get a bit bolder. 

"Yeah, well. Either way, it's nice to have you back around." 

As he spoke, he slid his hands down from the small of her back and slipped them underneath the waistband of her shorts. As his fingers moved playfully downward, his eyes suddenly widened and he surged at what he was feeling. Or more accurately, what he wasn't feeling. 

He didn't even get the chance to verbalize the thought before Rachel sprang into action. She'd barely registered when Rob had started to slide his hands down to her shorts. She'd been caught up in the sensation of their bodies touching and her brain had lagged behind the implication of what was about to unfold. But as she felt his cool fingers make contact with the bare skin of her ass, her heart skipped a beat. She shot him a wild look and tried to pull back. But it was too late. He didn't have to say it. He knew. 

With a startled squeal, Rachel laughed and pulled away from Rob's grip. Instinctively, she moved in the opposite direction of his hands so she ended up awkwardly sitting herself down onto the grass. With her eyes wide, she looked up at him and tried to speak first. But he beat her to the punch. 

"Holy shit! Rach, you're not wearing fucking underwear??" 

Rachel's face turned deep red and she stifled an embarrassed cough. She thought about denying and arguing but there was no point in trying. Rob had clearly uncovered her little secret. She remembered how she'd cursed herself in the car ride over for forgetting to bring a spare pair with her. She'd just assumed that no one would ever know. She flicked her eyes between the boys and swallowed at their stunned expressions. She tingled with excited arousal. 

"Oh my God, that's none of your-. I forgot to pack a-. What were you doing grabbing my ass anyway??" 

Rob simply ignored her questions as his grin grew wider. In Rachel's awkward sitting position, her legs were slightly bowed out and facing him. Her black athletic shorts were pretty short and they were twisted up by her thighs. He leaned his head over and laughed as he tried to get a better look up them. 

"Fuck. This I gotta see!" 

He laughed and reached down playfully for her leg. As his hands approached her knee, Rachel reacted exactly as he'd hoped she would. With shriek of laugher, she instinctively extended her leg out to kick him away. Rob was ready for it and he grabbed her foot and held on. The movement threw her off balance and she fell to her back as her leg swung wide, stretching her shorts even further. With her legs now spread, Rob cursed happily as the image he'd wanted flashed quickly before his eyes. It was brief, but he clearly got a momentary view of her thin, neatly shaved landing strip of light brown hair. 

His triumph was short-lived however as Rachel's powerful kick caught him off balance, too. He stumbled, and in a moment of quick thinking, made the decision to "accidentally" fall forward. Rachel shrieked again as she watched his body tumble forward and crash down on top of her. She squealed with laughter. 

"You asshole! Get off me!" 

Rob laughed back and released her leg. He brought his hands to her waist and slipped his fingers up the underneath the bottom of her shirt. He began tickling her stomach and he grinned brightly as she thrashed around with hysterical laughter. 

Rachel could barely breathe through her giggling but she summoned the strength to put both hands on his chest and shove him off her. He didn't resist and they both laughed loudly as he rolled off and crashed onto the grass beside her. Rachel's head was swimming. She was drunk and now completely wound up, both by Rob's bold touches and her accidental exposure. She panted a few times before catching her breath and bringing her hands to her head. 

"You're such a dick! I swear I should kick your ass!" 

Rob turned towards her and smiled as his own laughter died down. He looked at her face, flushed with excitement, and her wild, dancing eyes. He knew Rachel well enough to know when she was turned on. A tremor passed through him as he felt himself stir in his shorts. Seeing her and touching her had been awesome. But maybe there could be more... 

"Stop it. You love it." He grinned and propped himself up on an elbow. He narrowed his eyes and looked at her playfully before shooting her a quick wink. 

"And the no-underwear decision was pretty hot. I'm thinking maybe we should get it on for old time's sake." 

Rachel's ears tingled as she widened her eyes at him in disbelief. He was giving her a stupid grin, one that he'd used on her many times in the past. But she couldn't believe she was actually hearing him correctly. She cocked her head and scoffed at him with an incredulous smile. 

"Ummm...for 'old time's sake'? We never 'got it on'..." 

It was true, in a sense. They had dated for a few months but they'd never had sex. At least in the literal sense of the word. But she'd definitely sucked his dick. Plenty of times and in plenty of places. He was cute and fun and they were very compatible socially. It had been a fun time those few months. And giving head was something Rachel had always been down for. 




Prom Ch. 01: Old Habits



Rob shot back. "Yeah, but we had plenty of fun." 

His words snapped Rachel out of her reverie and she found herself subconsciously nodding in agreement as he continued. 

"Why don't we have some of that same kind of fun again?" He was still grinning. 

She knew immediately what he was getting at and she laughed at him with a roll of her eyes. "Ha! Yeah right. I'm sure you'd like that." She shook her head. What an ass he was. 

Rob let his grin linger for a few seconds before getting back to his feet. He fixed his shirt which had become twisted in their playful struggle and stared down at her with a knowing smile. 

"Don't kid yourself, Rach. You'd enjoy it too. You always did." 

Rachel sucked in a breath and tried to keep her face even. Rob was definitely probing her but she knew it wasn't really a serious conversation. She pushed herself off her elbows and up onto her knees and brushed some grass off the front of her shirt. Unwittingly, this caused her ample breasts to jiggle a bit, something that both boys surely noticed. Rachel knew she should kill the whole topic before anything strayed into those gray areas that got her in trouble. But she couldn't resist having some fun and pushing back a bit. 

She cocked her head and shot him a mockingly curious expression. 

"Oh? And what is it exactly that I always enjoy?" 

Rob took one step towards her so he was now just a few feet away. 

"Please. Your favorite activity. Look, you've gotten into position already." 

Rachel blushed immediately as she realized she was indeed kneeling gently on the grass, her face perfectly level with Rob's shorts. And like earlier, whether it was the brushing off of the front of her shirt or the arousal she was feeling from flashing the boys and being playfully tackled, her nipples had again hardened and were clearly poking through the moderately strained thin fabric of her shirt. Rob's assessment wasn't entirely inaccurate. 

Rachel's head started swimming as Rob took another step closer to her. She dug deep and composed herself. 

"Just stop. I'm clearly not going to suck your dick in some backyard at six in the morning. Go jerk off or something." 

Her words were harsh, but they had the unintended effect of upping the tension in the air. The fact that she had taken it from subtle innuendo to explicit terms added some fuel to the fire. Hearing her say the words emboldened Rob and also caught Jeff's attention as his eyes began to burn holes through her. 

Rob took a final step towards her. He now stood over her kneeling body. Her face was mere inches from the front of his gym shorts, which definitely seemed to have gotten a bit tighter. He spoke again. 

"Come on. It'll be fun. For both of us. I know you like it, too." He repeated his line from earlier as he reached out and brushed her forehead. "Just like old times." 

Rachel scoffed. "Did you hit your head when you tackled me? I'm not blowing you or anyone else here." She tried to keep sounding strong as she whipped her head back from his touch. Her shirt jiggled again. 

Jeff had already been staring at Rachel pretty hard as he listened excitedly to the conversation in front of him. But Rachel's mention of "or anyone else here" made his senses tingle. He couldn't simply be a bystander anymore. He decided to weigh in on the situation. 

"If you're giving out blowjobs, you know I'm getting one, too. This is my house, after all. I'm definitely getting in on this." 

Rob started to shoot Jeff an angry look but then thought better of it as the gears in his brain turned. Rachel could suck a mean dick and although he'd gotten head from other girls since they'd broken up, she had probably been the best. He definitely wanted another run with her. So he changed his approach. With a disarming smile and laugh, he turned to his friend and replied. 

"Dude, of course. But Rach and I have history so I'm definitely going first. Prior dating trumps home field." 

Jeff caught his vibe and knew it would only screw things up if he fought back. If they played it right they might just be able to pull this thing off. They knew lesser guys had talked Rachel onto her knees without a whole lot of work. And Jeff especially wanted it. He'd had a thing for Rachel since he met her freshman year but she had never shown the slightest interest. Her pulling up her shirt and showing him her tits a few minutes earlier was the closest he'd ever gotten. He wasn't going to blow this chance. 

With feigned disappointment, he smiled and nodded his head. 

"All right, that's fine. But let's do it now before people start waking up." He reached down and adjusted his shorts to accommodate what was a rapidly growing problem. 

Rachel was literally rendered speechless. She couldn't believe they had said all that like she wasn't even there. Just a few minutes ago she'd been playfully shooting down Rob's silly prodding. Now she was on her knees in front of two horny guys who not only wanted, but seemingly expected her to blow them both. Yeah she'd shown them her boobs and she was being pretty flirty. But that was just fun and games. She'd never had the slightest intention on doing anything sexual with either of them. Especially not Jeff. 

Rachel finally found her voice but it came out with less attitude than before. "Oh my God, you guys are insane! I'm not giving either of you a blow-." 

She cut off suddenly and raised her eyebrows at Jeff. An incredulous laugh escaped her lips. 

"And wait! Jeff! You have a girlfriend! I saw Jessie earlier! Isn't she still here?" 

Neither boy seemed fazed in the least by Rachel's objections or rebuttals. They treated her as if she was telling a joke. Her intent was clear, but her demeanor betrayed it. She wasn't shouting or angry. She wasn't getting up to leave. It was like they were having a conversation. A debate. She could end the whole thing at any time but she instead engaged them as if she could win through persuasive argument. 

Jeff spoke first. "Don't worry about Jessie. She's asleep. It's not a problem. Plus you showed us your tits." 

Rachel laughed again and started to respond. "Oh my God, that is so clearly not the same thi-." 

Rob jumped in quickly to cut her off. 

"Rach, c'mon what's the big deal?" 

Rachel shook her head in disbelief and looked up at the sky. She felt like they were speaking different languages. 

"What's the big de-? Oh nothing, I guess. Just that you guys are seriously trying to get me to give you head out in some random backyard. Plus one of you has a girlfriend who is currently-." 

Rob cut her off again with a dismissive wave of his hand. 

"Hey, I'm single. And besides that, you're basically saying you'd do it if it weren't for Jessie. But like Jeff said, that's not a problem." 

Rachel was dumbfounded. "Um, what? I'm not 'basically saying' that at all! When did that come out of my mouth?" 

"Someone's gonna be coming in your mouth," Jeff snorted, half under his breath. Both boys laughed at the joke. 

Rachel glared at him with a hint of a smirk on her lips. She rolled her eyes at him dismissively. But she didn't object. 

Rob was beginning to feel more confident about the situation as he stood over her temptingly, suggestive kneeling position. It had been over a year since the last time he'd hooked up with her, but as he looked down at her playful expression, he could feel her lips on his dick. Her warm, soft mouth sucking him in and out with talent and enthusiasm. He swallowed and again brushed at her hair as he spoke. 

"C'mon, Rach. It's just a little head. We got you covered. We're the only ones awake. Jeff will even go double-check." He paused and let his fingers trickle by her ear. "I know you kinda want to do it, too. Don't pretend." 

Rachel felt her stomach begin to twist into knots as she looked up at Rob. He was standing so close to her. The positioning of their bodies (with his hand on her head and his shorts in front of her face) was almost simulating exactly what he was asking her to do. It made her head swim as she tried to focus and think of an adequate rebuttal. But it seemed ridiculous. Was she really going to argue against giving head while she was actually kneeling in front of both boys like she was? She licked her lips and spoke, but she was rambling and unconvincing. 

"Rob, for real. Are you actually being serious here? We can't, I mean I can't be-. I came here for a prom, I shouldn't be doing-. Plus are like the neighbors gonna watch us do it? We're just out here on the lawn, not exactly a good place to-. I love how you both just assume I'd drop to my knees and su-! Um, Jeff, c'mon, your girlfriend!" 

She trailed off. She wasn't getting anywhere. Plus her choice of words was now actually beginning to imply that she could be talked into it. Her defense was weakening and the boys could smell blood in the water. She again became very aware of the awkwardness of her positioning as she protested. Her eyes flicked nervously to the front of Rob's shorts. She could picture his penis. She stirred and looked away quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed. 

Her thoughts were broken by Rob's voice. 

"Look, it sounds like all you're worried about is someone walking in on us. So the faster we get this thing going, the lower the probability that happens, right? Am I wrong?" 

Jeff jumped in before she could get a chance to retort. 

"Exactly. "Everything is covered. It's still way early. No one is up yet and no one can see us out here. I'll go give a quick look inside to confirm. We're all good, baby!" 

The silence hung in the air as she looked up at them both. Her fingertips tingled aand she began to yell at herself inside her head. Really, Rachel? You've been back here less than 24 hours and you're already-? She made one last jab. 

"Oh my God you guys are ridiculous!" 

Silence. 

"Seriously. This is crazy." 

More silence. 

"Both of you?? What if someone comes out here?" 

Rachel scoffed and looked at them incredulously, as if one final glare would change everything and they'd give up. The hair was standing up on her arms and the back of her neck. She was pulsing between her legs and her head was spinning. She couldn't believe what she was about to say. 

"Oh my God! Okay. Jeez, you guys are like children." 

Rob and Jeff both let out a congratulatory breath and fist-bumped. So immature, Rachel thought. But she let a grin leak out. 

Rob smiled back at her as he surged with excitement. 

"About time you came to your senses!" He winked at Jeff before looking back towards the house and shaking his head happily. "Thank God for our boy Kevin. Remind me to buy that kid a beer for hooking it up with some second-hand dome!" 

Rachel had been in a bit of an excited daze but she flinched as she heard Kevin's name and watched Rob and Jeff laugh at the joke. Rob probably didn't mean anything by it, but his crude insinuation that Kevin had served as some sort of twisted matchmaker who had made it possible for her to find her way onto her knees with some other boys made her stomach twist. Guilt flooded her senses as she thought about what exactly she was doing. She knew Kevin had feelings for her and even though their prom arrangement had been entirely platonic, it was pretty messed up that she was going to hook up with someone else the same night. 

She thought back to the car ride from the dance when she had considered flashing him but thought against it because she'd figured it would be cruel to tease him. She scoffed to herself. So that was out of bounds but now she was going to suck off his two friends while he slept inside? You're such an asshole, Rachel, she thought. Her guilt gave her strength and she mounted one final defense. 

"Hold up, forget it. This is crazy. You're right, I came here with Kev. You guys are his friends and you're actually out here trying to get me to-? Riiight. No way." 

She pushed Rob's hand away and jumped to her feet, once again causing her tits to bounce, this time very visibly. She felt power and control rushing back to her as her arousal turned to incredulous anger. These fucking guys, she thought. I love how they just expected me to do them both. 

However, as Rachel turned, the twisted fabric of her shorts brushed roughly against her pussy. It sent another shockwave through her body and she remembered how hot the entire episode had gotten her. She stopped momentarily and swallowed hard to contain the feeling. 

Her hesitation was the opening Rob needed to regain control. He knew Rachel enjoyed giving head and even if she didn't want to do it now (or to them specifically), he knew somewhere inside her she liked the idea. He chuckled and stepped toward her. 

"Nice try, Rach." 

As he spoke, he reached out and put both hands around her waist and pulled her back to his body. His chest pushed into her back and he wrapped his head around her neck to speak into her ear. He kept his hands outside her shirt but brought them both up slowly to rest just at the base of her breasts, cupping them ever so slightly. He whispered pleadingly into her ear. 

"C'mon sweetie. Haven't seen you in ages and I miss you. When's the next time we'll see each other? C'mon it's just a little fun between friends. You know you'll like it just a tiny bit, too. And you're soooooo good at it. The best." 

With his final word, Rob moved one hand up and deeply squeezed her breast. It felt incredible. Not huge, but too big to fully fit in one hand. Impossibly soft, but firm at the same time. And her nipple was completely hard against his palm, even through the fabric of her shirt. He gently pinched it with his thumb and forefinger. 

It felt incredible for Rachel, too. She closed her eyes and let out an involuntary sigh. She felt his other hand slide up her front. Her shoulders sank as she collapsed into him while he eagerly explored her chest. 

Rachel understood that she was letting him totally go to town her on her boobs, but she'd have been lying if she'd said she wanted him to stop. Her arousal had switched immediately back to its previous level and it was climbing rapidly. She bit her lip and tried to repeat the word "No" in her head. But the battle was practically over. She had already agreed once and she was now allowing Rob to maul all over her body. She trembled as she heard Rob whisper into her ear again. 

"You're game, right baby?" He slid one hand up under her shirt and he was now truly groping her directly on the skin. The sensation rocked them both. 

Rachel exhaled deeply. Rob's hand up her shirt felt great and she felt her eyes flutter as he caressed her. She was barely audible when she started to mutter under her breath. 

"Oh my God. I can't believe I'm going to-." 

She cleared her throat and raised her voice a bit and shook her head with a defeated smile. 

"Yeah, I'm game. You win. You both win." 

Rob exhaled roughly and pulled his hands out of her shirt. He took her by the hand and turned her to face him. Fucking jackpot, he thought. Damn, she looked hot. 

Rachel looked into Rob's eyes and took a few excited breaths. Her mind was still racing and she bit her lip. It was clear what was about to happen, so without being asked, she slowly sank down to her knees in front of him. Her eyes widened as she watched him pull off his shirt. It seemed unnecessary but she was glad he did it. Rob had a nice six-pack and it was one of her favorite things about his body. When they'd dated, she'd always made it a point to kiss or rub all over his abs on her way downtown. She rocked back on to her ankles and involuntarily removed a hair tie from her wrist and began to pull her hair back. She smirked at herself. Such an automatic habit. 

Rob tucked his thumbs inside the waistband of his shorts and slid them off his hips and let them fall to his ankles. Rachel remained still and waited for his boxer briefs to follow suit. After a moment, she noticed Rob hadn't moved. She looked up at him and realized he was looking at her with his hands on his hips. He wanted her to do it. 

She swallowed hard and rose up off her ankles. Her fingers were trembling as she reached for his waistband. Rob shivered as Rachel's cool nails made contact with his skin. She smiled to herself and proceeded to pull the final piece of clothing off his body. 

Rachel pulled the material down slowly and stared hard as Rob's dick came slowly into view. After a second or two, it popped free and swayed gently inches from her lips. He was about halfway-hard after his quick groping session and things were progressing quickly in that area. He had a nice penis, about average size, maybe a bit thicker. It was shaped well and she had always enjoyed going down on him. She tingled at the memory as she slid his briefs down past his thighs and finally over his knees. As his underwear finally reached the ground she glanced back up and moved her face directly into position. 

She flinched as she heard Jeff exhale deeply from a few feet away; she had forgotten he was even there. She felt a little weird knowing he would be watching, but truthfully it excited her. Rachel had been in a few situations where she'd been watched while performing sexually and it always made her surge. But in this case, it wasn't so much that he'd be witnessing, it was that he'd be next in line. 

But there wasn't much she could do about that now. She'd made her bed and now she'd have to lie in it (or kneel in it, as the case may be). And she was no rookie. She had bobbed her pretty face over more than her share of dicks and she knew what she was doing. She exhaled and allowed a grin to slip across her lips. 

"You guys really are a mess, you know that? This stays between us, okay?" 

The boys both nodded and replied in union with excited smiles. "Of course." 

Rachel smirked one last time as her inner-voice chastised her again. Well done, Rachel. Glad to see things stay the same. 

And with that she looked up at Rob and exhaled deeply. She opened her mouth and leaned forward. 

A tremor of excitement and mixed emotion sizzled through Rachel's senses as the head of Rob's dick passed between her lips. You're actually fucking doing this, she thought in disbelief. 

Up until the very instant that she took him in her mouth, it could've been said that nothing really had happened. There had been flirting and joking. She'd shown the boys her boobs in a silly, fun moment and she'd let Rob get a little touchy-feely as well. She had even verbally agreed to give each guy a blowjob. But nothing had actually gone forward. Even up until five seconds prior she could've stopped it. Sure it would have been awkward with Rob standing over her with just his shorts and underwear resting on his ankles. But even then she could've called the whole thing off. 

But now it was real. She was actually giving some boy a blowjob just hours after setting foot on the dance floor at the Taylor Reed Senior Prom. 

She allowed Rob's now partially wetted penis to slip back out of her mouth. He was almost fully hard and progressing steadily in that area. She reached out and wrapped her small hand around it and held it so it pointed straight up. She then generously ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft from the base all the way up to the tip of his dick. She repeated this move a few more times as he hardened fully. As her tongue reached the tip the final time she released her hand and allowed his dick to slide fully back into her mouth. She took him all the way in and brought her nose to his neatly trimmed pubic area. She sucked her cheeks in hard and slowly dragged her mouth back out along the shaft, firmly flicking her tongue along the underside. She paused and listened. Right on cue, Rob let out a deep sigh. 




Prom Ch. 01: Old Habits



Rachel smiled and closed her eyes. Rob's reaction made her tingle pleasurably. She began bobbing her head into a steady, automatic motion as she worked him smoothly between her lips. It had been over a year since she'd seen him, let alone had his dick in her mouth, but it was coming back to her with familiarity. She smiled again as continued to suck on it firmly. It was like seeing an old friend. 

Truth be told, she'd always enjoyed giving him head. They'd dated for maybe two months, but she had probably gone down on him close to a dozen times during that span. She smirked to herself as a specific memory darted unexpectedly into her mind. Rob had been driving her to school one morning and the pair decided to stop off and get some breakfast to go. Rachel had been feeling a little frisky so she'd suggested that he park at the far end of the lot so they could have a little fun before they got to school. 

Within seconds, she was leaned across the center console, eagerly bobbing her head into Rob's lap. She'd been at it for a minute or so when she'd heard loud music suddenly start blaring nearby. In a panic, she'd shot up quickly only to see a friend of Rob's, Eddie, had pulled his car up next to theirs to say hi. He'd coincidentally stopped to get some food as well and recognized Rob's car at the far end of the lot. He'd figured Rob was smoking a bowl or something so he'd decided to pull up and surprise him. He'd had no idea that Rachel was even in the car as all he could see was Rob seemingly sitting by himself. 

Of course, Rachel popping up and looking directly at him had made the picture clear. She had turned bright red and Eddie could only let out a loud roar of a laugh. Rob fist-bumped him through the window and told him he'd see him at school. As Eddie drove off, he'd given Rachel a long lustful look that made her ears tingle. 

After she and Rob had stopped dating, Eddie had stayed on her constantly. He'd subtly drop a hint in the hall about helping him study for an oral exam or asking her if she wanted to carpool in the future to save gas. She would laugh and brush him off. Eddie was kind of an idiot and she wasn't attracted to him at all. She had no real desire to do anything physical with him, let alone give him a blowjob. 

But Eddie had been persistent and one night he had cornered her at a party. He pleaded with her incessantly, telling her how hot it was seeing her in mid-act and how horny it made him ever since. He gave her the standard lines about how she was the hottest girl in school and he would leave her alone if she just did this one thing. He was kind of an imposing guy and he had been drinking a lot so backing him down or dismissing him hadn't been very easy. 

She'd been trying to go to the bathroom when he'd begun his full-court press. His clumsy "sweet talking" had been going on forever and he kept playfully touching her body or trying to lean in and kiss her. It was ridiculous. However, whether it was her buzzed state, her irritation at having to pee, her slight feeling of being trapped, or a combination of all three, like an out of body experience, she'd heard herself finally cave and agree. 

She'd spent the next several minutes kneeling in an upstairs bedroom, listening to Eddie groan wildly as she sucked his dick. She'd really had to pee and she'd done everything in her power to get him off as quickly as possible so that she could get on with her night. She'd sucked on him skillfully and also let him slide his hands down into her shirt and feel up her boobs as she bobbed away. She'd even licked his balls a little. Rachel didn't mind doing that, she even enjoyed it. But it wasn't something she normally did for a guy like Eddie. It was crazy enough that she'd agreed to give him head at all. 

To say that Eddie had been worked up to get with her would be a colossal understatement. So between his wild anticipation and Rachel's considerable skill, it hadn't taken long to make him cum. But the event hadn't ended as smoothly as she'd liked. In his rush to get her on her knees, Eddie had forgotten to close one of the doors to the room. And in Rachel's eagerness to simply get the job done (and with her focus mainly on having to pee), she hadn't noticed either. A group of boys had walked by and cheered wildly as they caught her squarely in the middle of the act, knelt over a sofa chair, Eddie's dick fully in her mouth. 

She'd been mortified but Eddie had been about to cum so as soon the boys passed by, she'd finished the job. By the time she'd gotten him on his way, peed, and finally made it back down to the main area of the party, word had already gotten around. It became another "Rachel Story" and something that added to her already severe reputation. But it wasn't anything she could be mad about. It was actually a quintessential moment for her and how she operated. She liked hooking up and she rarely said no, even when the guy asking had no business getting with her. It was who she was. 

She was shaken from her thoughts as she heard Rob groan again and move a hand to the top of her head. His fingers slipped playfully through her messy hair and began to dance around her scalp. She glanced up at him and smiled as she continued so suck on him smoothly. Her memories had helped to up her arousal and she was now truly into what she was doing. She surged as she heard Rob mumble pleasurably down at her. 

"My Goddddd how I've missed this." 

Rob almost felt his knees buckle as he watched his dick disappear in and out between Rachel's firmly gripping lips. The girl sucked dick like a vacuum and he couldn't believe he had forgotten just how mind-blowing she could be. 

In all honesty, his head was completely spinning. He knew first-hand just how easily Rachel could be talked into things, but it was still pretty surreal. Just ten minutes prior he'd been smoking a cigarette and checking out her rack, thinking there had to be a way to see those incredible tits again. He had been staring at them all night in that t-shirt and he knew she was drinking a bit and that she might get playful. So getting a quick flash or feel didn't seem like it would be out of the question. The idea of hooking up with her had obviously crossed his mind, but he hadn't assumed that it was realistic. Especially with Kevin there as her date. 

A slight pang of guilt sliced through him as he thought about his friend. He had to admit that it was a little fucked up that he had gotten Rachel to suck his dick when it was Kevin who had brought her as a date. He knew they were just friends but it was still pretty shady. He tore his gaze from the intoxicating view between his legs and glanced around the yard. He'd obviously done everything in his power to convince Rachel otherwise, but it was true that they were being pretty reckless out in the open like this. He was pretty sure that they were the only ones up but if someone were to wake up and wander outside... 

He looked back down at Rachel and made a decision. He brought his hand around to the side of her face and gently stopped her motion. 

Rachel had been in auto-pilot, expertly sucking in and out, when she felt Rob pull back. Her eyes opened and she instinctively mouthed at his dick as it moved away from her face. Why had he stopped her? She glanced up at him with a puzzled look as he smiled at her breathlessly. 

"Girl, I can't take this standing up. You're too powerful for these old knees. Come on." 

Rachel rolled her eyes and watched him curiously as he reached down and stepped out of his shorts and underwear. Now completely naked and rock hard, he walked over to a patio chair that was set out on the grass a few feet away. It was a nice cushioned chair. The kind that could recline a bit. 

He plopped down and tossed his shorts onto a nearby table. The chair was in a bit more secluded part of the yard. He looked back at Rachel and motioned for her to come over. She wasn't that far away, so rather than stand up, just to get back down, she leaned forward and crawled to him. She realized she looked a little silly doing so, but she figured it wasn't the really a big deal in the grand scheme of things. 

As Rachel approached, Rob spread his legs wide so that she could scoot in close. She edged up to him, the front of her shirt grazing his penis. She smiled and began to resume her task when, again, her stopped her. He glanced over at Jeff and nodded his chin. 

"Dude, just go check to make sure no one is up. Definitely don't want any interruptions, ya know?" 

Jeff hesitated, but nodded back. He didn't want to stop watching what had been one of the hottest things he'd ever seen, but his friend was right. A quick check wouldn't hurt. He smiled and flicked his cigarette away as he turned toward the house. 

Rob smiled as he watched his friend disappear across the yard. He did want to make sure they weren't interrupted, but he'd also been happy for an excuse to get a little privacy. He didn't mind having Jeff watch, but he'd wondered if his friend's presence was making Rachel hold back. He surely wanted her full efforts. 

With a satisfied smile, he reached back and reclined the chair slightly. He then slipped his hands behind his head and grinned at Rachel expectantly. He watched her roll her eyes and he sucked in an excited breath. As he felt the warm, wetness of her mouth envelop him once again, he closed his eyes and relaxed. 

*** 

Kevin hadn't moved a muscle for what seemed like an eternity. He'd simply stood deathly still by the sliding door and watched as gorgeous his prom date continued to bob her face in front of his friend. Time had lost meaning and he had no idea how long she'd been sucking his dick. All he could do was watch. 

He was feeling so many things, from all ends of the spectrum. He was stunned and jealous and hurt. But he was also excited and turned on. He knew better than anyone how Rachel was and he'd been in more situations than he cared to recall where he'd known that she was about to get with some random guy (or that she'd just finished being with one). He'd catch a glimpse of her from across the room at a party and see her getting flirty and chatty. He'd see the guy touch her subtly or make a suggestive comment. And he'd know. He'd know that soon she'd be sucking his dick. Maybe within a few minutes. It always hit him like a gut-punch while simultaneously making him stir. 

But none of those many implicit moments compared in the slightest to actually watching her do it as he was right then. His unblinking eyes burned as he took in the entire image. She had her back to him but he sighed as he watched her messy pony tail bounce to the rhythm of her motions. Her tight yellow shirt hugged the outline of her straight back and torso. Her gorgeous toned legs rested in a kneeled position on the grass and her tight ass looked great in her short black athletic shorts. 

Kevin's arousal gave way to a bit of anger as he again considered the situation. He hadn't invited Rachel to the prom with any expectations attached whatsoever. They were just friends and it wasn't like she owed him anything. But this seemed a slap in the face. Even if it was unintentional. 

She was out there giving a blowjob and letting another guy watch. And these weren't random guys either. They were his friends. Two guys he saw every day. He knew Rachel had dated Rob, but that was ancient history and this was the first they'd seen each other in ages. And Jeff? She wasn't doing him but she was letting him watch? That seemed crazy. He knew Rachel knew Jeff had a girlfriend. Didn't this cross some kind of line? 

Kevin was finally snapped from his thoughts as he watched her suddenly stop what she was doing. He watched Rob walk around to a different part of the yard and disappear from view. And soon enough, he looked on as Rachel followed. He felt his heart beat fast as he suddenly needed to see where they were going? He started to look around wildly when he froze in a panic. Jeff was coming towards the house. Towards him. 

He wasn't sure if Jeff had seen him but he finally found his legs and sprang into action. He moved gracefully back through the kitchen. He hopped back onto the couch and closed his eyes, feigning sleep. His heart pounded in his chest. 

*** 

Jeff smiled as he closed the sliding door softly and stepped back out into the backyard. He'd only been inside for a minute or two; he certainly didn't want to miss more of the show than necessary. 

He kicked a beer can out of the way as he began making his way back to where he'd left Rob and Rachel. The house was a mess and he'd certainly have a bit of a cleanup job to do later. Oh well. Jessie would help him out with that. A mild pang of guilt tickled his senses but it passed quickly. It was pretty messed up that he was trying to get Rachel to blow him while Jessie was passed out inside. But he didn't care. He'd wanted to get some head from Rachel for years. He wasn't going to pass up the chance now. 

As he turned towards the table and chairs along the side of the yard, he raised his eyebrows and smiled in surprise. He felt his dick twitch again. Things had progressed since he'd gone inside. He pulled up a chair and watched the scene with excitement. 

Rob was reclined on the other chair, his eyes closed and his hands behind his head. Rachel was still on her knees and her face as buried deep into his lap. She was sucking his dick at a good, solid pace and her hair was beginning to bounce a bit more wildly. But that wasn't all that was bouncing. 

Jeff swallowed as he traced his eyes down and away from her face, towards her body. The tight yellow shirt she'd been wearing all night was now in a scrunched heap on the grass beside her. She was topless. 

His dick jumped again as he watched her perfect, heavy breasts jiggle and shake gently from the side as she bobbed her head. They were hanging downward in her position and while they were partially blocked by Rob's legs, Jeff was getting more than an adequate eyeful. He thought back to how she'd flashed them earlier. It seemed like so long ago. Things had progressed, indeed... 

Rachel whimpered gently as she twisted her lips over the tip of Rob's dick and plunged them back downward. She wasn't sure how long it had been since they'd moved the party to the chairs, but she was firmly enjoying her little trip down memory lane. Her head was swimming with arousal and she even felt herself getting a little wet. She realized that she kind of missed Rob. She wondered if she'd see him again after that morning. All things being equal, she would probably blow him again if he asked. It was just a matter of the right place or circumstance. 

She smiled dryly at the thought. Yeah right. Who was she kidding? Was this the "right circumstance"? Probably couldn't be further from it. Yet her she was, consenting to his every request. She'd even taken off her shirt for him again after he pleaded teasingly. 

Rob groaned and spread his legs out further. In Rachel's experience, when a guy spread his legs out while she was down on him, it was usually a subtle way of telling her that we wanted more than just his shaft worked on. She was no stranger to providing some extracurricular action and a few times she'd even gone places she wouldn't admit out loud. She tingled at the thought and glanced up at Rob with a grin. She was already down there so why not make it worth his while? 

With a devious smile, she slipped Rob's dick out of her mouth and grabbed a hold of his shaft. She gently jerked him while letting her boobs rub roughly along his thighs. He looked at her with a subtle look of unspoken communication. She winked at him and made her move. 

Rachel lowered herself down and spread Rob's legs even wider with her elbows. She cocked her head and gently pulled his sac up to reveal its underside. She extended her tongue and slid it generously over his balls. After several rounds of licking, she slipped each one in her mouth individually and sucked on them with vigor. She could feel his legs shaking and his groans of pleasure were coming fast and loud. She continued to lick and suck all over every inch of his balls. It was a wet, hot mess and it was making her heart race. 

And if her heart was racing, Rob's was beating out of his chest. He couldn't believe how his luck was still getting better. What had started as a playful flashing of her tits had now led to her sucking him off with the kind of enthusiasm she'd done when they were still dating. He had to concentrate so that he didn't lose control and get off too quickly. He was going to enjoy this for as long as he could. She was doing everything he'd asked and in this moment life was pretty fucking good. 

He groaned as she licked up the inside of his thigh all around the underside of his shaft and then back down again. He almost lost it a second time when she unexpectedly slid back up and began bobbing again. She was a damn pro. One of the many secrets to Rachel's blowjobs was the way she actually sucked her cheeks in forcefully while sliding the dick in and out of her mouth. Too many girls seemed to forget the "sucking" part of sucking dick and just moved their mouths in and out weakly. Gripping a dick with tight suction and working it skillfully like a wet glove was a whole different story. And Rachel could've written the book. 

As Rachel expertly sucked away and Rob mumbled in ecstasy, Jeff watched intently from his seat a few feet away. He had an excellent side view of the whole scene and was close to losing it himself watching Rachel skillfully work her way around a cock. He clutched his own package through his shorts trying to remain in control as he lusted after Rachel's incredible body. Watching her suck dick was one of the hottest things he'd ever seen but seeing her do it topless was indescribable. Getting an eyeful of her ample jugs jiggling and swaying rhythmically from side to side and knowing that he'd soon be in Rob's place enjoying her talents was almost too much to handle. He was absolutely beside himself. 

And when he'd seen her get lower and begin to suck Rob's balls with enthusiasm, Jeff had stirred further. His girlfriend was a sweet girl but she'd never gone that far. Truth be told, Jeff had a pretty good thing with Jessie. She'd had a crush on him before they'd dated and she absolutely doted on him. She satisfied him sexually with blowjobs and sex pretty much whenever he wanted. She had even done a few threesomes with him and another girl because she knew he wanted it. Despite that, she was kind of a good girl and outside of briefly tonguing his balls while giving head, she hadn't ever shown much interest down there. Jeff watched Rachel work with desire. He couldn't wait to get some well needed attention on his nuts as soon as she wrapped up round one. 

But round one wasn't quite over yet. Back over at the reclined chair, Rachel was in high gear. She had refocused on Rob's dick and was smoothly sucking it in and out. Her eyes were shut and she was concentrating fully on the task in front of her. She'd been blowing Rob for a while now and she wondered how close he was to finishing. Not that she was in a huge rush. She was enjoying it more and more and her thoughts of shame or guilt over Kevin had all but subsided. It was a defense mechanism. She had many times found herself kneeling in front of some guy that she didn't think she should be blowing. Guys she'd just met, overly cocky guys, guys with girlfriends, etc. Yet more often than not she was able to push away her hesitations and find a way to focus fully on the task at hand. Any job worth doing was worth doing well, she figured. 

And in this case she was enjoying taking her time not just because sucking Rob's dick was making her hot, but also because she wasn't entirely thrilled with who was on deck. 




Prom Ch. 01: Old Habits



It wasn't that Rachel wasn't physically attracted to Jeff; he was cute enough. But his attitude had always turned her off. He had pursued her several times over the years and had often been quite crude and blunt about what he wanted and what he thought she was good for. He could be pretty degrading, especially after she would shoot him down. 

He'd tried to get her to suck his dick once after a football pep-rally and when she'd told him to take a hike, he'd rattled off half-a-dozen or so names of guys he knew (or had heard) she'd given head to, as if it would guilt her into accepting his advances. Rachel had cursed him out and told him he didn't know shit about what he was saying. But in reality his list had been more accurate than she'd let on. She just wouldn't give him the satisfaction. 

Later on, Jeff had apologized to her saying he was drunk and felt like an idiot. Rachel forgave him and after that he hadn't bothered her again. It was soon after that he'd started dating Jessie. But even after that she had still felt his eyes on her often and it made her uncomfortable. 

Now she was possibly mere minutes from finally submitting and giving him what he'd unsuccessfully chased after for years. She wasn't even sure why or how he had gotten lumped in with Rob to begin with. One minute she was playfully flirting with Rob and the next she had somehow agreed to give Jeff a blowjob. It had happened so fast. Even reminding him of his relationship status hadn't fazed him. 

And Jessie! Rachel's stomach sank again. The poor girl. She knew Jessie loved Jeff and Rachel had always thought she was sweet. And now she was about to get cheated on as she slept peacefully after her senior prom. The couple had probably had a great, memorable evening that night. But now, before morning truly broke, her boyfriend was going to cheat and get his dick sucked right under her nose. She felt sick. 

All of these stressful thoughts didn't distract Rachel from what she was doing though. She was a pleaser by nature and almost nothing made her hotter than making a guy squirm while she sucked him off. It made her surge with arousal as she could feel the pleasure transferring directly into her own system. And this current moment was no exception. Shaking slightly, she reached her left hand into the front of her shorts and touched herself. Another shock wave ripped through her body as she moaned. If she were alone she could certainly get herself off in just a few minutes. 

Rob on the other hand didn't need a few minutes. This was one of the best blowjobs he'd ever gotten and he couldn't hold out forever. Rachel had been eagerly sucking and licking his dick for a while now and it was a miracle he was still going strong. But he made a fatal error when he opened his eyes and allowed himself to glance down at the beauty kneeling between his thighs. 

Rachel's gorgeous face was flushed and enthusiastically bobbing up and down over his dick. She was taking him completely in and out of her mouth with every pump and her lips were swollen and pink. Her tits were shaking and bouncing to the rhythm of her neck and Rob couldn't believe it but her hand was in her shorts and she looked like she was touching herself. 

It was too much. 

Rob let out a low moan as he felt himself losing control. His legs tensed and he dug his fingers into the cushion of the chair. He meant to give Rachel a heads up but it had come too fast. His hips bucked as the first wave of orgasm hit him. He came hard just as Rachel was working her way down his shaft to take him in deep. 

Rachel's eyes shot open as she felt Rob erupt in her mouth. He hadn't bothered to warn her and she had been so lost in her own pleasure that she hadn't picked up on his usual signs that he was getting close. 

He came again and she skillfully swallowed it directly down her throat. Rob had caught her off guard but he wasn't exactly the first guy who had unloaded in her mouth without a courtesy warning. She was no rookie when it came to swallowing so she relaxed and composed herself. 

Rob was anything but relaxed as he pumped into her mouth again. His whole body shook as Rachel continued to calmly absorb it all. Her expression was serious but relaxed and Rob marveled at how in control she was. His legs and hips were shaking furiously but she stayed in perfect position, even continuing to give an incredible, skillful blowjob while he filled her mouth. 

Finally, his pace slowed and he shot off weakly one final time. Rachel sensed his completion and calmly gave his entire shaft a few last forceful sucks to make sure he was done. She released his dick and let it fall from her lips leaving a slight saliva trail. She rocked back onto her heels and gave Rob a devious close-mouthed smile. Her amazing breasts were heaving in and out with the pace of her breath and they glistened with the slightest sheen of perspiration. She swished her flushed cheeks around a few times and looked up to the sky before making two exaggerated swallows. When she was sure she had gotten it all, she playfully opened her mouth and stuck her tongue out at Rob. He grinned and gave her a breathless "thumbs up." She grinned back and exhaled deeply, brushing away a stand of hair that had become matted to her forehead. 

She remained kneeling topless as Rob unsteadily got to his feet and reached for his shorts. He stepped back into them and pulled them up slowly allowing his penis to hang in front of Rachel's face for a moment longer. She playfully swatted at it as he quickly pulled his shorts up to protect himself. He leaned over and put a hand on her head and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead. 

"Thanks, babe. You're still the best." He smiled as he reached down with his other hand and playfully grabbed her breast and gave it a little shake. 

Rachel laughed through her protest and slapped his hand away with a grin. "Get out of here!" 

She felt strangely satisfied. Rob had always been a sweetheart and hooking up with him really did turn her on. And in this case, getting him off so forcefully also made her feel sexy and powerful. She smiled to herself and sighed deeply. 

But her happy feelings were interrupted as she heard the sound of hands slapping. She turned to the side just in time to see Rob walking back over to Jeff and exchanging a low-five. 

"Tag. I guess I'm in, bro." 

NEXT: Chapter 2: Descent