"Man, I really don't feel like doing this," Dawson thought to himself as he pulled up in front of Grams' house. He'd just gotten back from L.A. and his friends were throwing him a big Welcome Home dinner. After being gone for a month though, all he really wanted to do was see Joey. As much as he liked his other friends, he couldn't think of anything other than Joey Potter. Her lithe body, her beautiful face, her wet mouth, her even wetter pussy…
Jesus! Why had she made him come to this stupid dinner? She'd promised him over the phone that it was going to be fun, but he seriously doubted it. "Unless I get to fuck her right there on the table, I don't think I'll be having too much fun tonight," he thought to himself. "Oh well, fuck it. I'll just try to make the best of it."
He got out of his car and walked over to the house, then knocked on the front door. He waited for a few moments, then stared in shock as Joey opened the door. He'd never seen her dressed like this before. She was wearing a low cut halter top, with her succulent tits practically spilling out. She wasn't wearing a bra, so her hard nipples poked out lewdly. She also had on a pair of shorts many sizes too small for her, showing off her gorgeous long legs and firm round ass. His cock began to expand immediately, as he stared at her speechlessly.
"Aren't you gonna say anything?" she giggled. "What's the matter, aren't you glad to see me?"
"Um…yeah. It's just…you look so, um…"
"Oh you. You always know just what to say." She laughed and hugged him tightly, pressing her crotch up against his. "Mmm, I see that you are glad to see me. But there'll be plenty of time for that later, naughty boy."
She squeezed his crotch and then sauntered away, leaving Dawson standing in the doorway in shock. He'd never seen Joey like this before and couldn't figure out what had come over her. Whatever it was, he hoped it didn't go away anytime soon. He couldn't remember ever being hornier. He closed the door and walked into the living room, where he got his second surprise of the night.
Pacey was sitting on the couch, with Audrey kneeling on the floor and going down on him. No surprise there - those two fucked all the time, everywhere, no matter who was around. Dawson had seen Audrey go down on him, Pacey fuck her in the ass, all sorts of things. He hardly noticed anymore. No, the thing that surprised him was the sight of Jen sitting next to Pacey, wearing only a pair of soaking panties. She was rubbing her clit furiously, while moaning encouragement to Audrey.
"Oh yeah, suck that cock. Fuck yeah, suck it good. God, you look so fucking hot with your lips around a big fat cock. If I had a dick, I'd stick it right up your sweet ass right now. You'd like that, wouldn't you, you little whore? You're a dirty little fucking slut, aren't you? God, I'm gonna fucking cum! Oh shit! Oh shit…!" Jen trailed off as the intense orgasm rolled over her and she slumped down in a heap.