0 comments/ 9053 views/ 3 favorites Prom Ch. 11: Team Player Pt. 01 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 and appreciate any and all feedback 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* PREVIOUS --- Chapter 10: Touch and Go (Pt. 2) CHAPTER 11 Rachel smiled with a relaxed breath as she scrunched the warm sand between her toes; she was so happy to be where she was. She squinted through her dark sunglasses at the bright white foam of the water as waves crashed twenty yards in front of her. The salt air smelled great and her whole body was warm. Even a bit hot. She casually ran a finger across her upper chest and felt the slightest hint of moisture. She smirked as she figured that she might just have to finally suck it up and take a quick dip in what she was sure was freezing water. She glanced over to her left, at her friend sitting close by in a halfway-reclined beach chair. Rebecca looked pretty hot as well, in any number of ways. Rachel's eyes lingered for a second over her friend's glistening body. Her gaze travelled down to Rebecca's skimpy bikini bottom and she smiled sheepishly as a memory hit her. She grinned and looked away, shaking her head. The girls were in their mecca, sitting together on a beautiful and moderately crowded beach. They laughed and joked as they soaked up the rays, and as it were, a healthy amount of attention. It was the day after Thanksgiving and they were staying at a cozy little beach house which Rebecca's extended family owned and shared throughout the year. The two girls had become very close throughout the semester and Rebecca had asked if Rachel could join her family on their annual holiday trip to Florida. Rachel had been so excited but her parents (at first) were less than enthusiastic. Their daughter appeared to be staying out of trouble after her switch in schools and they had to admit that things were going well. The field hockey championship had seemed to bond Rachel further with her surroundings, and while they suspected she was still doing things she shouldn't outside of school, nothing bad had happened yet. But they were constantly waiting for that other shoe to drop. Rachel was unpredictable and could go into a spiraling mode without much warning. They weren't necessarily comfortable with her going down to Florida with a family they didn't know all that well. But they were also nervous that if they squeezed too tightly, she might rebel. They finally compromised and agreed that she would stay for Thanksgiving with her family but she could fly down the following morning and join her friend. Rachel had been giddy with anticipation and the girls hadn't wasted a second hitting the beach together the moment she'd arrived. So it was there on their chairs they sat, looking ridiculously hot in their bikinis. Their bodies glistened with tanning oil and it had not been long before the first brave set of boys had approached and made their move. For the most part, the girls brushed the attention away. Though truly, it was Rebecca doing most of the brushing. She was firmly in "family mode" and while she was keeping one eye out for nice things to look at (and maybe even touch), her head wasn't really on that page. Plus, her friend had just arrived and she had been excited for them to spend time together. Rachel, on the other hand, found herself getting slightly worked up at a few of the cuter boys who had approached. And it wasn't exclusively the cuter ones. Rachel had a bad habit of immediately thinking sexual thoughts about a guy when she first saw him. It didn't mean she would act on them, but she couldn't help the way her brain worked. Throughout the afternoon, her wide eyes (safely protected by her sunglasses) had dropped involuntarily to the front of many guys' bathing suits, and for a split-second, she could picture giving them a blowjob. The visions always faded quickly, but the attrition of seeing such a battery of erotic images over the course of several hours had left her quite riled up. It was in a moment of her mild frustration that she caught herself speaking out and overruling Rebecca's most recent brush-off. A pair of very cute boys had approached the girls and had begun to chat them up about how they had their own beach house not too far away. Rebecca had let them go on for a bit but was beginning to wrap the encounter up when Rachel jumped in to cut her off. "How far away is it again?" She cocked her head at the blonde-haired boy standing closer to her. She'd seen his eyes dart across her body several times while he spoke, lingering mostly on her chest, which wasn't covered up too much. He was hot. Both boys were. It wouldn't be the worst thing in the world to-. "Like I said, it's really not that far." The boy indicated to his left down the beach. "We could definitely walk. Ten minutes, tops." Rebecca shot her friend an annoyed glance. She, too, liked what she was looking at very much, but she had been trying to be good. At least for the day. She looked up at the boy who spoke and shielded her eyes so she could see. "Uh huh," she smirked in response, her voice dripping with skepticism. "If you're saying ten, it's definitely, like, twenty. I'm not walking my ass a mile down the beach." The handsome blonde boy grinned back at her, allowing her to catch his eyes run all over her body. "No, I swear. Ten. Maybe, maybe fifteen." He grinned sheepishly at his backpedal and let his eyes linger to curvy hips. "I'll gladly carry you..." Rebecca raised an eyebrow and smiled back, trying to still look somewhat annoyed. "Oh, would you now? What a stud." Her tone was still playfully sarcastic, but she was actually starting to come around. She was definitely into the guy and her plan of laying low with her family was beginning to fade quietly into the background. She felt her resolve starting to melt. "I still don't think-." Rachel cut her off again. She had moved her gaze to the other boy who had been noticeably quiet the entire time. He was just as cute as his friend, maybe even more so. He had a great body and short, cropped, dark hair. He'd definitely been checking the girls out, but it was obvious that his blonde friend was the motivator of the group. Rachel's eyes dropped to his swimsuit and she licked her lips without thinking. God, she'd definitely-. Before Rebecca could get a chance to brush them off again, Rachel decided to take the wheel for good. "Well, you boys seem friendly, but..." She glanced down at her phone and checked the time. It was already late afternoon and Rebecca's parents expected them back for dinner. Plus, it wasn't like being back home with their midnight curfews. Rebecca's family understood Rachel's parents' concerns and had told the girls that they were not to be out late at all. So going back out after dinner wasn't really an option. As a peace offering, the girls had been told that they could have the next day (Saturday) to themselves. Rachel looked over the boys as her eyes flashed behind her sunglasses. She tingled again and continued her thought. "Unfortunately, we have other plans at the moment." She emphasized the word to drive home the point that they were the ones in control of the situation. These guys would be lucky if they were fit into the schedule somewhere. "But tomorrow..." Rachel played with her hair in a flirty manner and glanced over at her friend to make sure she was okay with where she had been leading the conversation. Rebecca shot her a knowing grin and raised an eyebrow as she turned back to the boys to finish her friend's thought. "Yeah, tomorrow might work. Why don't you give us the address of this mystery house and maybe we'll drop by. You know, if it's actually not ten miles away." Rebecca sat forward in her chair and leaned towards the first boy. She again shielded her eyes from the sun and let her gaze fall across his chest as she looked up at him with a sexy grin. "Give me your number, too. Because if it is far away, I will call you and make you come carry me after all..." The first boy shot her back a big grin and threw his hands up in playful defense. "Hey! That's fair. I did promise you a ride..." The girls took their information and giggled a bit to each other as they watched the guys turn and walk back down the beach. The blonde boy had introduced himself and his friend. He was Sean and his friend was Chris. Rachel had shivered, thinking of her "other" Chris from school. Hers, she laughed to herself. He surely wasn't hers. But that was fine. For now. "Nice work, Rach. You just can't help yourself can you?" Rebecca shot her friend a teasing glance and a big grin. Rachel opened her mouth wide in surprise as she swatted her hand playfully towards Rebecca's arm. "Me?? Uh, yeah. Uh huh." She paused and cleared her throat before mockingly repeating her friend's earlier words. "Carry me, stud!" She then lowered her voice to jokingly imitate a boy's tone. "I'll give you a ride." She grinned and gave Rebecca a dismissive laugh and shake of her head. "You slut." Rebecca laughed back and shook her head. "Yeah, well, whatever. I was going to throw them back like the others before you opened your mouth." She grinned. "You and your...open mouth." Rachel did hit her this time and the girls laughed and joked together as the day melted away. Before long, they headed back to the house and enjoyed a nice evening with Rebecca's family. The sun had gotten to them and they passed out early, both feeling the gentle pinches of a bit of an oncoming sunburn. When they awoke the next morning, it was clear that Rebecca had a buzz to her as she anticipated the girls' potential meet-up with their new friends. Rachel was looking forward to it as well, but she also felt a little hesitant. It was obvious that Rebecca was into the blonde guy so Rachel wasn't going to step on her toes. The other boy, Chris, was possibly even hotter and Rachel had definitely felt herself tingle as she'd let some dirty thoughts cross her mind. However, he had barely spoken the entire time they had met, and while he looked interested, she had received no clear indication of what to expect from him. As attractive as she was, Rachel didn't usually feel entirely confident about a pretty boy until she received an overt sign that he was into her. That usually didn't take very long, and once it did, she could be talked into just about anything. But as she recalled Chris's silence and subdued demeanor on the beach, she felt the slightest bit of concern. She shrugged it away and tried to stay positive as she and Rebecca slipped on new pairs of equally stunning bathing suits and prepared for the day. It had been just before noon when Rebecca's family finally left for the beach and told the girls to be careful with themselves. Rebecca immediately sent her new friend a text message inquiring if they were still up for a visit. Of course they were. The girls had looked up their address and it turned out to be about a fifteen minute walk. Permits were required for parking in all of the neighborhoods so driving wasn't an option. Plus, they were pretty sure they might be doing some drinking as they anticipated the boys trying to loosen them up for further fun. Along those lines (and to make the walk more interesting) they decided to loosen up a bit themselves and do a shot or two before they headed over. Rebecca was definitely in a mood and she slammed down a couple drinks while shouting excitedly and gearing up for their fun plan. The girls hadn't eaten much and before long they were both giggling in the first stages of a pleasant buzz. They laughed and joked about what they might be doing soon as they made their way lazily to their new friends' beach house. As it turned out that the boys went to a nearby college and the house belonged to Sean's parents. By some strange luck, no one had been using it that week and they hadn't found any renters so Sean had asked if he and a buddy could crash there and get a few beach days in. It was just the two of them, and of course, the house already looked like a dorm room. A few empty bottles and food wrappers were strewn about and the kitchen table had been turned into a beer pong setup. The air smelled like a combination of the ocean and cheap beer. The group settled in pretty quickly and before long they were all joking and hanging out comfortably. As predicted, Rebecca immediately threw a bull's-eye on Sean and turned up the heat with her flirting. That left Rachel with Chris, who despite his shyness from the day before, seemed pretty eager to get cozy with her. He was definitely enjoying the view of her body and had made a few comments to that end. He casually touched her around the waist a few times or put his hands on her shoulders in a flirty way. But Rachel still sensed something was holding him back. She pushed the thought out of her mind and continued to enjoy herself as the four of them drank and laughed into the afternoon. They had been there for close to two hours when the boys challenged them to a game of beer pong. The girls had giggled and accepted the challenge boldly, even though they knew they were likely outmatched. But they were competitive and proud, and further, were starting to loosen up significantly from the alcohol. Rachel was definitely feeling a steady buzz, but was still remaining somewhat quieter than usual as she attempted to suss out Chris's situation. Rebecca, on the other hand, was drunk. And as she got drunker, her flirty comments towards the boys (especially Sean) began to grow bolder. She had been suggestively touching her body in sexy ways and making eyes at Sean all throughout the game. She claimed it was to distract his throws, but her act was entirely unconvincing. For his part, Sean was giving it right back. He was definitely into the idea of getting with either of the girls, especially the wildly enthusiastic brunette who was clearly giving him signs. Her great tits and unbelievable ass had caught his eyes throughout the day and he was getting wound up picturing his hands on them soon. He'd also caught his gaze drifting the other girl, especially to her incredible rack which wasn't being so subtly displayed. She had been quieter and seemingly more subdued, but he felt some sort of sexual vibe from her as well. Oh well, it didn't really matter to him and the girl the pouty lips and flashing green eyes seemed to be all about him. Chris could figure it out with the other one, Sean thought to himself. As they played, Sean made a few comments about Rachel's less enthusiastic demeanor and how he hoped she was having a good time. Rachel swore she was enjoying herself but Rebecca decided to make sure that everyone got the message. She jumped in excitedly and added her two (moderately slurred) cents. "Oh my GOD, no! Don't let her fool you! She's having a great time!" She flashed her eyes at Chris and grinned deviously. "And don't worry, sweetie. She thinks you're HOT! She does! She told m-!" Rachel turned to her friend and cut her off with surprised look and yell. "Becca! What are you-? I didn't say-." She felt herself blush as she turned back towards Chris, giving him an embarrassed smile. It wasn't very convincing. Rebecca picked up on it and giggled hysterically as she jumped back in. "See? SEE!?! Look at the smile! Just look at it. Yup, she's in love." Rebecca made a pouty kissing face before narrowing her eyes with another evil grin. She reached over at Rachel's top and gave it a playful tug. "And just wait until you see these babies! Oh my GOD! Incredib-!" "BECCA!" Rachel's face went from red to crimson as she wildly interrupted her friend again. Rebecca was drunk, and while it was all funny, she was surprised at how bold she was being. She shot her a mock glare and pushed her hand away while she straightened her top. Her boobs jiggled at the movement. "What makes you think he's gonna see-?" She laughed and turned back to Chris with another embarrassed smile. "Don't listen to her!" she shouted through sheepish laughter. Chris widened his eyes and raised a curious eyebrow. He was definitely intrigued. As he smiled at the sexy girl across the table from him, he felt Sean give him a playful slap on the arm and speak loudly. "Dude! I don't know. Sounds pretty good for you! See? Aren't you glad I told you not to let Stephanie stay another ni-?" He froze and immediately his face fell with an expression of apologetic regret. "I mean-." Chris snapped his head to the side and stared at him in disbelief. His eyes narrowed and he started to speak in a panicked whisper. "Dude! Really-? Did you just-?" He cut himself off and shot his gaze back to the girls who were now silently staring at him. Rebecca was making a very silly "stern" face as she processed the words, but she still found them funny in her state. Rachel, however, had caught his friend's slip and had raised a playful, but inquisitive eyebrow at him. "Stephanie? And who might that be?" She crossed her arms over her chest and cocked her head at him. He didn't have to say it. She knew. "Oh, um, nah, nothing-. She's just-." Fuck, Chris thought to himself. He was caught. Fucking Sean! Really? He started to mumble again. "No, she's not-." Sean, who felt awful that he had slipped in his buzzed state, jumped back in in a valiant attempt to right his wrong and help his friend. "Dude, it's no one. It's just this girl from school that has been all on him. Like, they're not even date-. For real. It's not that serious. I didn't even mean to-." Rachel tilted her head back the other way and silenced Sean with a withering look. She focused back to Chris and smirked. "She's your girlfriend, right? You have a girlfriend?" It all made sense now. His hesitance and passive behavior from the beach. He was obviously into her but was conflicted. Now, he'd been no saint. He'd gone along with his friend's plan, and further, he'd been flirting and touching Rachel all afternoon. Plus he was now trying to wriggle out and downplay the relationship. If he didn't intend to get with her, he could just admit it all now. He hadn't done anything wrong...yet. So why was he trying to play it off? Chris's next words confirmed Rachel's thoughts that this "girlfriend" was not going to get in the way of intentions. "No, no, she's not, like, my girlfriend. It's just, like, a casual-." He stopped, flustered. He was pretty much busted. He looked at Rachel's face and sensed her judgment, but he also saw the hint of a smile. She didn't look completely pissed, like she was about to take her friend and storm out of there. She looked like she was conflicted herself. He had certainly noticed her eyes on him and had been getting the feeling (up until that moment) that she was into him. She'd shown up, hadn't she? Maybe she'd still-? Prom Ch. 11: Team Player Pt. 01 His thoughts were interrupted as Rebecca burst out laughing. He flicked his eyes to her and watched as she pointed her finger at him wildly. "Haaaaa! You're so BUSTED! Hahahaha!! Stop. Just stop." She was cracking up. "You have a girlfriend! You're, like, stuttering all over the place! Just stop now!" She kept laughing but her face narrowed into a devious grin. She gave Chris a mock-serious look and flashed her eyes quickly to Rachel and then back to him before she spoke again. "Don't worry though, sweetie. She's a big whore." She nodded towards Rachel and lowered her voice into an exaggerated whisper. "Trust me, she'll still suck your d-" Rachel lunged at her friend and threw a hand over Rebecca's mouth, muffling her final word. "BECCA! What the fuck??" She was shocked but couldn't help laughing as well. She looked back at Chris with an expression of crazed disbelief. "Oh my God, do not listen to her!" Rebecca pushed her friend's arm away and continued to speak through a fit of laughter. "Yes! Listen to me! I saw her looking at you. She's probably imagining your pen-." Rachel cupped her mouth again and both girls laughed hysterically. They were both pretty drunk (Rebecca especially) and their giggling struggle caused them to lose their balance and hit the kitchen floor with a crash. The boys watched in alarm and shocked arousal as the girls' bodies shook and twisted as they fought to stand back up. Rachel's top had gone a bit askew and she hastily fixed it before the boys could get an even better view. Rebecca stood, still laughing, and adjusted her bottom around her curvy ass. She flashed Sean a wink as she caught him watching. He swallowed hard. Both boys were now thrown for a loop. Chris felt himself stir as Rebecca's words hit him. He locked onto Rachel and thought about what her friend had just said. She thought he was hot. She didn't care. She'd suck his-. He swallowed a lump in his throat. Holy shit. Were things still on? A minute ago he'd been floundering and now everything seemed hotter than ever. He made a wild attempt to put everything back on track and hopefully heat things up further. Smiling brightly, he held his hands up and spoke. "Well it sounds like you two have a few secrets of your own." He stared deep into Rachel's eyes and smiled to himself as he caught her blush. "Let's forget all about the stupid shit my idiot friend said and let's keep this game going!" It wasn't the most convincing speech he'd ever given but he'd had to jump in while there was an opening and the awkwardness had temporarily subsided. He sucked in a breath and glanced around at the group. "Whose turn was it?" All eyes suddenly shot to Rachel as she looked down at the white ping pong ball floating in the cup in front of her. She swallowed hard. She could end the whole thing right there if she wanted. The guy had a girlfriend and no one would stop her if she told him to take a hike and brought the party to a close. But as she looked over at Rebecca, who was buzzing from the alcohol and from her lustful feelings for Sean, she sighed. She didn't want to screw things up for her friend. She turned back to Chris. Plus, he was so hot! Maybe they could just keep playing and having fun. It wasn't, like, a done deal that she had to hook up with him. There was no contract that said she had to be on her knees at some point that day. All the same, she kinda wanted to... She swallowed again and retrieved the floating ball. With a playful smile, she cocked her wrist back and tossed it across the table, towards the boys. Her shot found its mark and beer splashed gently from a red cup. The house was silent for a second before Rebecca let out a triumphant yell and the boys exchanged nervous grins. The game was back on. The girls were still in. Time pushed forward and before long the group found themselves in the midst of third game. Everyone was at least deeply buzzed at that point and Rebecca was approaching full-on drunkenness. The boys had kicked ass in the first two games and were well on their way to a third victory with ease. Somehow, they had talked the girls into putting up a friendly wager this time around. They'd decided that the losing team would have to remove their bathing suits (only their tops in the girls' case). Rachel and Rebecca had protested but finally relented when the boys agreed to give them five extra throws. It was a suckers bet. They went 0-5 on their bonus tosses and were now just a few cups from defeat once more. Sensing that the girls were open to gambling, Sean decided to up the ante in an attempt to bring things to a new level. He told the girls that he would remove all but one of their own cups (giving the girls the lead), but this time the losers would have to get completely naked and run a lap outside the house. The girls giggled hysterically and exchanged nervous but excited glances. It was the middle of the day and the beach was pretty crowded. They were feeling pretty loose, and despite their fear of losing and suffering the consequences, the idea of seeing the boys do it made them giggle even harder. So they agreed. They did their best to distract the boys' shots. Rubbing on each other and themselves. Leaning over to offer a much more enticing view. Rebecca even got Chris's attention, and while indicating to Rachel, brought her hand to her own mouth to simulate a blowjob. Chris had almost choked and Rachel once again turned red. However, their efforts were all for naught. The boys let out a triumphant yell as Sean sunk his shot into their last cup. The girls had lost again. They looked at each other with dread and then back at the boys with pleading stares. Rebecca howled in protest. "You can't possibly make us do this! There's, like, kids out there! Families!" She was laughing hard. "No way. No fucking way. Something else. Anything!" Sean swallowed and spoke confidently. This had always been part of the plan. He'd hoped to use the victory as a stepping stone to something much better. A real prize. "Welllllll, I don't know. A deal is a deal. But hey, we're reasonable guys. I'll tell you what. You two still have to lose the tops (he sucked in his breath as he saw them give each other excited glances) but we'll play one final game. We'll give you six cups and we'll only take one. If you beat us, we'll strip down and run those fucking laps." "But, if we still win, against such crazy odds, and you guys lose yet again...(he lingered for a second trying sound steady)...you have to give the glorious winners each a blowjob." He held his breath and waited for the response. The girls' mouths went wide and they looked at each other with big grins. Well, there it was. Sean had put it on the table. Rebecca began to giggle and Rachel swallowed as she thought it over. Obviously, Rebecca was into Sean and she was so drunk that he likely hadn't needed to create such a crazy deal to get some action. And Rachel was, well, she knew what she was. All things equal, she'd definitely blow Chris. She'd thought about it since yesterday. But she still felt a tinge of guilty hesitation over the whole girlfriend thing. Truth be told, he wouldn't be the first "taken" man she'd been talked into giving it up to, but she always felt a little bad about it. Even if just briefly. She didn't know this girl, but it still didn't make it less wrong. On the other hand, it had never really stopped her before. She looked out the window and saw a family of four coming down the street towards the beach. Shit, there were people everywhere. Running around naked was definitely not a good idea. But seeing the boys do it...she giggled again. As if reading her thoughts, Rebecca finally broke the silence. "Well, I'm certainly not running around the fucking house with my ass out! C'mon, Rach! We can make one fucking cup! We're state champs, baby! Woooooooo!" She threw her arms up in mock-celebration recalling their field hockey glory. She was such a naturally competitive girl and the alcohol was giving her an unnaturally high feeling of confidence. She flicked her eyes deviously between the two boys and spoke with a playful smirk. "Plus, I seriously doubt you two will be able to make any shots with this kind of distraction." With a lightning-quick flick of her arm, Rebecca quickly reached behind Rachel and yanked at the clasp of her bikini top. The straps shot loose and Rachel panicked to bring her hands to her chest as she caught the material while it sprang off of her chest. She shot Rebecca yet another half-angry look of shock and was about to yell when she saw Rebecca was looking back at her with a grin, her arm now bent back behind her own back. Without a word, Rebecca undid the clasp and let her suit fall free from her chest. With her other hand, she pulled the material away and playfully threw it towards Sean. His eyes widened in happy surprise as he caught it against his face. It smelled sweet, of perfume and suntan lotion. He grinned brightly, keeping his eyes on the incredible view in front of him and placed her top on the table. Giving Rebecca a playful wink, he brought his eyes expectantly over to Rachel, who was still clutching at her chest, keeping herself partially covered in an awkward way. Rachel met his eyes and then Chris's. The boys were clearly waiting with bated breath. She sighed deeply and rolled her eyes. With a final moment of hesitation, she dropped her hands and tossed her top onto the table in front of her. Out of habit, she arched her back and ran her hands over her full breasts, giving them a gentle stretch. She could practically feel both boys stiffen and it made her tingle. She picked up a full beer can, cracked it open, and began pouring it into an empty cup. "Game on." Sean felt himself stir in his shorts as he drank in the incredible new view. Each girl looked ridiculously hot. Their tits were full and perfect, with Rachel's being a bit larger and somehow gravity-defying. He let a grin leak out. His plan was working perfectly. Win, and the boys just might be getting some head from two smoking chicks. Lose, well, they'd have to pay a bit of embarrassing penance. But when they finished their lap, they'd be naked and the girls would still be topless and hopefully a bit more excited. That would likely go in the direction he wanted anyway. It was a win-win. Sean was so proud of himself. The game was underway and the girls (now faced with some real consequences) were throwing everything they had at the boys to keep them off-balance. Rebecca was feeling no pain and was wildly using her body to distract every shot. Rachel's too. A few times, the girls leaned over and let their boobs press together over the cups. It was all for fun but they each felt an exciting spark and a few familiar sensations as visions of their crazy night in the dorm room returned with each touch. Once or twice, they even paused to exchange knowing looks. They were feeling the same memories. Rachel was definitely getting more turned on by it all and Chris's now open lust for her body was pushing her further into a dangerous place. She hated to admit it but she was beginning to succumb to the possibility that she'd do what he wanted if things went that way. But maybe it wouldn't come to that. Maybe they'd still win! She trembled excitedly at the image of both sexy boys stripping down in front of them and running wildly around the house. They were probably hard by now. They had to be. God, it would hilarious! And so hot. Unfortunately, even with their large built-in lead and distracting advantages, the girls were simply outmatched. Despite being stellar athletes, they couldn't hit a cup to save their lives. Their drunken states certainly didn't help either as shot after shot missed by wide margins. Rebecca's especially. Rachel started to wonder if she was missing on purpose seeing that she'd been eying up Sean like a piece of steak. Or maybe she was just that drunk. Or both. Whatever. It wasn't like she was making it happen either. It took longer than expected but just like a slow-motion ending scene from a sports movie, the inevitable finally happened. With the girls shaking and twisting their bodies for all that they had, Chris lined up and calmly drained their final cup. It hit the foam with a gentle splash, and for a few seconds, no one moved a muscle. Then Sean exploded with a primal yell and Chris simply held his arms up in silent celebration. The girls turned bright red and stared at each other with terrified excitement. Shit! Rachel swallowed hard as they both brought their gazes back the boys. They were doing a victory dance and Sean was jokingly playing with the drawstring on his swimsuit. Rachel caught Chris's gaze and saw taking her in with lust. He clearly had no lingering doubts about the situation anymore. He wanted it now. 100 percent. Rachel felt a little surge of guilt twist back through her stomach and she licked her lips wondering if she should make one final effort to backpedal and wiggle out of the deal. She turned to Rebecca for support but inhaled sharply as she saw her friend had already began to make a slow march over to Sean, her face pursed with mock-disappointment. Rachel held her breath as she watched Rebecca lean into him and squeal as he threw his arms around her back in a friendly hug. Her bare chest was pressed into his and she was looking up at him with her most sultry smile. She was gone. Rachel was on her own if she was going to stop this. But would she? And did she even want to? She gulped and brought her gaze back to Chris who had stepped from his side of the table and was grinning at her expectantly. Following her friend's lead, Rachel approached him slowly and sucked in with excitement as his strong arms pulled her body into his chest. Her boobs pushed fully into his chest and she tensed at the familiar sensation of something hard pressed against her thigh. He gave her back a playful rub and looked down into her eyes with a smile. "That was a nice shot, huh?" Rachel swallowed. "Chris, I don't know if we should-." Her weak protest was cut off as she heard Rebecca squeal loudly with delight. Sean had lifted her off her feet and was now carrying her towards a hallway where the bedrooms were located. She listened to their laughs fade as they got further away before muffling completely as a bedroom door slammed shut. Rachel held in her breath as the reality of the situation washed over her. She was fully alone with Chris now and she had a pretty good idea of what that meant. On cue, she felt him pull away from their hug and reach down to hold her hand. Gripping it gently, he started to walk her over into the adjoining living room, towards a large wrap-around recliner couch. She followed him without really thinking, and before she knew it, they had stopped in front of the couch. She sucked in a breath as he turned to face her. "Chris," she started again. "I don't think this is a good-." He cut her off with a smile. "Shhh. No, it's all good. Don't worry about it." With that, he released her and moved his hands to his shorts. He undid a knot in the drawstring, and without any hesitation, dropped his bathing suit to the floor. He stepped out of hit and kicked it aside. Scooting in front of where she was standing, he sat down gingerly onto the couch and let his hands fall to his sides. He looked up at her face and gave her an expectant smile and a nod. Rachel inhaled and let her eyes fall across his body. He was in great shape and his abs were chiseled. Her view fell lower and she widened her eyes as she took him in. His penis was almost fully hard and was of a pretty impressive size. Not overly large, but squarely above average in length and thickness. She felt another tingle as she pictured her lips on it once again. She sighed as excited resignation shot through her brain. With no further delay, she lowered herself to her knees in front of him and scooted up close. She felt warm and aroused and definitely ready to live up to her end of the deal. But one final pang of guilt slipped into her stomach as she reached out and wrapped her fingers around his shaft. Her touch made her realize that she was now officially crossing into a new zone and she thought again about how maybe she shouldn't be doing this. She spoke and mounted a final defense. "Look, wait. You have a girlfriend. You know this is wrong. Are you sure you want me to-?" She was cutoff with a gentle touch to the back of her head. "It's all good, baby. Don't worry about it." Rachel sighed again as she felt Chris's hand go to the back of her head and gently pull her down into his lap. She didn't usually have to be prodded like that but her hesitation had (literally) forced his hand. She wondered if he'd be the type to guide to his own rhythm. She usually preferred that a guy remain hands-off, but sometimes she liked being controlled. She felt another surge of arousal as she watched the tip of penis approach her lips. God, he was hot. She pushed away her thoughts and let her mouth fall open. She was going to enjoy this. Rachel moaned gently as his dick slid past her lips and fully into her mouth. Ding! She felt the gentle pressure of his hand pushing her slightly further than she had intended to go. She took him in deeply and concentrated as the head of his penis nestled firmly into the top of her throat. She felt his body tense and his grip loosened a bit as he experienced the first taste of her skill. She ran her mouth back up his dick and opened wider, before sliding back down and bringing her lips in close near the base. She clamped around him and firmly sucked her way back up, rubbing her tongue roughly along the underside. Chris groaned and began to twist his fingers through her hair as she moved smoothly into an automatic routine. She bobbed her head evenly into his lap, moaning softly as her arousal over the situation began to climb. He was beginning to make some familiar appreciative noises and the sounds made her tremble with confidence. The guilt from doing something wrong had all but evaporated and she smiled to herself as she caught him mutter a complimenting curse. She was very attracted to him and it made her want to do a good job. She wanted him to squirm with pleasure as she coaxed his arousal steadily higher. She wanted him to melt into the couch. Rachel moaned and adjusted her weight as slid her body in slightly closer between Chris's legs. His dick was rock hard and she tingled all over as it filled her mouth fully with each motion she made. Brushing a stray strand of hair from her eyes, she glanced up at him to assess the situation. Another tremor streaked through her as she caught his almost-pained expression, clearly lost in ecstasy. Smiling to herself, she flicked her eyes briefly around the room as she continued to work. It was pretty crazy that just several minutes prior they'd been playing a standard drinking game. Sure the girls had been topless and the implication of the wager had been hanging thickly in the air. But things were still theoretical at that point. Rachel hadn't truly agreed to anything yet and had been mulling over Chris's "girlfriend" situation and whether (if it came to it) she would actually give him what she owed. That all seemed simultaneously recent and so long ago. It was like time had moved super slow and then suddenly jumped ahead without warning. The game had been lost, her hesitation erased, and all last protests quelled. She was now delicately kneeling on a soft, sand scattered carpet pleasuring a college boy she'd met not 24 hours prior. Her full breasts were swaying gently to the graceful, but calculated, motions of her head and neck. Her soft lips were wrapped firmly around an impressive penis belonging to a (likely) very grateful guy. And all she was going to do was keep sucking him until he lost control and got off. Prom Ch. 11: Team Player Pt. 01 About five minutes had passed, when Rachel heard a door open somewhere in the house. They'd both been lost in the moment, clearly enjoying the payment of her debt as she serviced him with skilled enthusiasm. Instinctively, her eyes shot open and she pulled up off him with a start. She rocked back onto her ankles and looked around cautiously, suddenly very aware of how naked and exposed she was. Chris, too, opened his eyes and whipped head around behind him towards the sound. They both stayed silent, knowing that if someone walked in there wasn't much they could do about it. The image would be pretty vivid. Rachel resting topless on her knees, her hair up and lips pink. And Chris, reclined onto the couch, completely naked, his dick rock hard and glistening. After what seemed like a full minute, Sean's head appeared as he came out of the hallway. He brought his gaze over to the couch and took a step back, startled. "Dude! My bad! I thought you had gone in the other roo-. Shit, don't mind me I'm just-." He cut off in a mumble and turned away awkwardly, looking for some place to go. Chris smiled but narrowed his eyes in confusion. "Bro, what happened to, um, you know (he realized he didn't remember Rebecca's name). I thought y'all were-?" Sean turned back around. He didn't want to stare but the vision of Rachel topless and on her knees, clearly in the middle of giving a blowjob was just too hot. He felt his already tight shorts tighten further. He smiled and shook his head in disbelief. "Dude, that girl-. Yo, she's crazy! She was getting all into it and, well-. Shit, anyway, we started to, like, get into something and she was all about it. But then she just faded mad fast all of a sudden. She's fucked up! Drank way too much. She's in there on the bed, like, practically snoring now." Sean laughed but his voice was clearly touched with disappointment. Rachel shot him a look of alarm and started to stand, but he stopped her. "No, no. She's fine. Seriously. She's totally fine. I'm not fucking around with you. I wouldn't joke. She's just, like, passed out, for real. I think she's down for the count." He shot Rachel a grin. "Please don't, uh, stop what you were doing on my account." Rachel eased back to her knees but remained still as she watched Sean's eyes pour over her. Was he going to leave or-? She started to give him a funny glance when she heard Chris respond to his friend. "Dude, that's nuts! She was pretty out there." As Chris spoke, he casually reached his hand out and placed it back onto Rachel's head. She was still registering the boys' conversation and she stiffened as she felt him start to pull her back down. Her eyes widened. What was he-? Did he just expect her to continue as he casually kept chatting with his friend? Was Sean going to stay and watch her give head? Rachel felt weird but the thought of being watched sent excited shivers up her spine. She felt her heart pound as she allowed Chris to guide her back down without resistance. Another shiver tickled her senses as her lips touched his tip and his dick slipped back into her mouth. In an instant she was sucking him again, now fully aware that two sets of eyes were on her as she worked. She pulsed pleasurably between her legs. Chris kept his hand steadily on her head as she bobbed, all the while continuing his conversation with Sean. He paused every so often to let out a quick sigh or pleasurable breath, but it was clear that he was not modest enough to send his friend away while Rachel resumed her blowjob. "Bro that's-, ahh, Goddamn, yo, this is fucking really good. That's a shame. She was definitely into you." Rachel could hear them clearly but she did her best to tune it out as she continued to work Chris's dick between her lips. She felt a rush of nervous excitement that neither boy seemed to be phased in the slightest at the scene in front of them. She couldn't see Sean from her position but his distracted tone and occasional tight laughs gave her the impression that he was more focused on what he was seeing rather than what he was hearing. She tingled with amusement as she thought of how worked up Rebecca must've gotten him and how he was probably going crazy with a combination of arousal and jealousy as he watched his friend receive his half of their beer pong victory spoils. While she was thinking about it, Chris's breaths had begun to come a bit quicker and Rachel sensed he was getting close. His grip on her head was tighter again and he was doing slightly more than simply holding her. He was gently (but firmly) pushing her as she bobbed, bringing her pace up. Rachel could feel his legs flexing as she ran her tongue all over his shaft during each successive up and down movement. Finally, he stopped speaking to Sean and began to rock his hips up into Rachel's face as she bobbed. He reached his free hand down and grabbed ahold of her left breast and began to paw at it roughly from his awkward angle. He was definitely being a proactive participant in the blowjob and it was clear that he was approaching his limit. Rachel's lips were smoothly gripping his shaft as she brought her mouth all the way from the head of his penis down to the base in successive steady movements. She'd begun to taste him more and more and when she felt him lurch slightly off the couch and let out a breathless curse word, she knew what was coming next. Chris gave no further warning, but no further warning was needed. She closed her eyes and pulled her cheeks in tightly just in time to feel his dick twitch and pulse inside her mouth. He came with a deep shudder and Rachel exhaled smoothly as she felt him shoot off onto the back of her tongue. She brought her lips up and firmly sucked the upper part of his dick with controlled ease. He wasn't coming entirely too much so she held off on swallowing as she continued to hold him in her mouth. With a few final, gentle twitches, Chris was spent and his grip loosened from the back of her head. He was breathing deeply and peacefully, interrupted only by the occasional jolt and lurch as Rachel finished him up with a few final delicate, but generous, sucks. Sensing that her work was done, she slowly pulled her mouth back off him and let his dick fall gently from her lips. She brought her fingers to her mouth and wiped away the glistening moisture as she looked down and gave one or two firm swallows. Satisfied, she breathed out and rocked back onto her heels and shifted her eyes from Chris's penis up to his face. He shot her a satisfied grin and brought a hand to his forehead as Rachel politely smiled back. It had been a pretty standard affair. Almost business-like. She'd lost a bet and had needed to make good on it, and while she'd been hesitant at first, Chris's insistence had brought her around quickly. The truly exciting part had been Sean walking in on them and Chris casually guiding her back to his lap so that she could continue servicing him while he talked to his friend. Knowing that she was being watched had turned up her fire and she'd definitely enjoyed the second part of the blowjob very much. She'd figured the feeling was mutual for Chris based on how he'd been pushing her head down and rocking into her mouth deeply, so she'd been surprised at how little he'd came. She had expected a big eruption after their flirty, sexual teasing and touching throughout the day. But a sobering explanation hit her quickly as she recalled Chris's "girlfriend situation." He had probably just gotten some the other day. She smirked dryly and another tickle of shame crept back into her stomach as she processed again what she'd done. But her arousal was steadily humming and it was enough to push the negativity into the background. All in all, it had been a pretty fun afternoon. Chris was very hot, and even if they were doing something kind of wrong, she had thoroughly enjoyed getting him off. She recalled Rebecca's earlier taunts to Chris after Sean had let the cat out of the bag, claiming that she'd still suck his dick regardless. She shook her head. Her friend knew her better than she knew herself sometimes... The thought snapped her from her fog and she opened her eyes wide as she suddenly remembered Rebecca, and Sean's tale of her current condition. Shame sliced through her belly. God, had she been a bad friend to not go check on her before she allowed Chris to so casually guide her back into his lap to finish blowing him? Becca was fine, right? Shit. She realized she needed to go find out. She hopped up quickly, causing her breasts to jump, and she rolled her eyes at both boys' appreciative grins at her still mostly-naked body. She shook her head and began walking towards the kitchen, her stomach fluttering with prideful excitement. As Sean stared hungrily at her jiggling chest, she smiled and snapped her fingers to break his gaze. "Hey, um, up here, stud." She giggled and peered down the hallway inquisitively at a set of doors. "Where's my friend?" Sean cleared his throat and blushed with a grin of his own. "Um, yeah, sorry. Uh, second door. She's fine. For real." Rachel smirked at him and turned towards the hallway heading to where he had indicated. She turned the door handle and stepped into the room. It was a plain bedroom with a double bed and a dresser. She smiled and shook her head as she located her drunken friend. Rebecca was passed out soundly, her face nestled into a pillow and her mouth hanging open. She'd awkwardly pulled the covers over most of her body, leaving just one leg almost entirely exposed. Her face was still and peaceful and her heavy breaths made it clear that she was down for the count. Rachel again shook her head as she leaned back out of the room and started to close the door. She suddenly wondered what they would do. It didn't look like Rebecca would be waking up anytime soon, and even if she did, she was certainly in no position to walk a mile home. And they definitely didn't dare going back to their house like they were on the off chance that Rebecca's family had returned. She swallowed as she realized that she couldn't leave her friend alone with two strange boys either, even if they did seem nice enough. So what would she do? It started to dawn on her that her only option would be to spend a few hours in the house with her new friends while she waited for Rebecca to come back to life a bit. She shook her head with a silly grin. Aww-kward... She paused in the hall and rubbed her eyes as she tried hard to think through her bubbly buzz. She needed a plan. Was she just going to, like, watch TV or something with these two boys, one of whom she had just blown? And the other one! He was probably still so turned on that he-. Rachel stiffened suddenly and her thoughts came to a dead stop. The unmistakable soft squish of the carpet creaked behind her and she sucked in a nervous breath. Her senses tingled and she was about to turn around when she felt it. A gentle, but warm, touch on her shoulder. A boy's touch. NEXT --- Chapter 12: Team Player (Pt. 2)