The characters in this story are all over 18.
All of Nancy Cameron's friends thought she was crazy for dumping her boyfriend two weeks before the prom. Partly it was a woman's fault so Nancy did feel a lot was happening fast and everything was exciting. She had a secret that she couldn't share with her girlfriends, at least not until after graduation. But thanks to Ruthy Ross her life was going to change forever.
She had gone with her boyfriend to see King Crimson playing at the Syria Mosque Theatre in Pittsburgh. This was his of idea of how to celebrate her eighteenth birthday. He wanted to go backstage and meet the band but there was a big crowd. While they were waiting by the stage door Nancy noticed a short but sexy girl watching her; the girl came over and introduced herself. "Hi, I'm Ruthy Ross. I've been doing some modeling for Playboy Magazine. Do you know it? This is my friend Paul who produces the concerts here. Anyway, I was wondering if you've done any modeling?" This is how the conversation went. It turned out that Ruthy was doing promotions for Playboy and scouting for playmate candidates. Nancy was intrigued to meet her because she had done some modeling and liked it; she was thrilled to think that she might get a chance to enter the big time. Meanwhile her boyfriend was excited to meet the concert promoter who helped him get back stage.
In a matter of moments Nancy had a business card from Ruthy with a number to call for a Playboy test and she had given her number to Paul the concert promoter without her boyfriend even noticing.
He called her the next night and a few nights later his Rolls Royce picked her up and they went to the movies. The next day she broke up with her boyfriend with a promise from Paul that he would take her to the prom. A few days later she went to Sacks in Pittsburgh and picked out a dress that Paul paid for; it was a low cut lacy number and Nancy couldn't believe that it cost almost $1,500.
Nancy didn't see Paul between that one short date and prom; they had talked on the phone a few times and each time Nancy found herself blushing. During their one date he had tried to put his hand under her skirt and she blurted out that she was a virgin. He was so kind about it and told her that he was going to give her the most memorable night of her life.
So it was arranged that since the prom was going to be held in the ritzy Hilton in downtown Pittsburgh she would spend the night with him at the hotel. Each night she dreamed about him and everyday she thought about the phone number Ruthy gave her and wondered if she had the courage to call Playboy. She liked modeling but the only real job waiting for her after graduation was as a dental assistant. Yuck!
The night of the prom Nancy stood before the mirror as her sisters gazed at her with admiration. The dress was black lace and low cut reveling her round and creamy bosom. It clung to her hips tightly and accentuated all her curves. The long skirt flowed out but through the lace you could see her well-toned skin. She wanted to be ready right away because the family wasn't sure about approving Paul; he was at least fifteen years older than Nancy. He was also almost a foot shorter.
Paul was very rich and he was always polite and Nancy seemed to adore him so the family was resigned to her being with him. Without saying so everybody understood where Nancy would be spending the night.
The girls squealed when the doorbell ran and her younger sister ran out to admire the Rolls. There were the usual awkward moments then Nancy came down the stairs like a queen. She seemed to float like a goddess as she descended; a black silk shawl with red embroidery completed her outfit. A thousand snapshots were taken and then the couple swept into the Rolls.
Because the prom was held about twenty miles away in Pittsburgh pretty much everybody arrived in limos but nobody could match the style and flash of the Rolls. But Nancy's revealing dress caused even more of a buzz. She wasn't sure she liked all the attention. But Paul was friendly and gracious and they had a good time dancing and in the end he had won over everybody. About an hour before the end Nancy could feel that she and Paul were the most popular in the room and she blushed realizing that they could wind up embarrassed by being picked prom queen and king. Besides she was really beginning to long for their time alone together. They were swaying with their bodies close in a slow dance when Nancy whispered, "I want to go upstairs now."
Paul quietly gathered her shawl and the dashing while silk scarf he was where and they disappeared from the ballroom. Nancy giggled girlishly as they crossed the lobby and got into the elevator.
When Nancy stepped into the hotel room she was nervous. But she almost swooned when she saw all the candles flickering around the room; there must have been hundreds creating soft and romantic shadows on the wall and ceiling. The air was filled with the seductive scent of the candles and soft music playing quietly. The lamp near the bed was glowing softly. The bed was enormous and covered with a large fur throw; the fur looked like real mink and its sheen seemed to sparkle with the flames of the candles. A dozen satin pillows piled at the head. Nancy's pretty little pink tongue darted out for a second as she imaged the feel of the fur on her bare skin. Near the bed was a stand with a bottle of wine. Then Nancy gasped when she noticed two short loops of silk cord lying in the center of the fur. She couldn't imagine what they were for and pushed them out of her mind. She turned to Paul, "It all looks so beautiful." "So do you baby," he whispered as he pulled her face down and gave her a long, deep kiss. Nancy felt his hands grip her firm round rear and pull her pelvis into his crotch. His cock was rock hard against her and she squirmed a little both from excitement and fear. Her virgin body was trembling in his arms and her tongue wrapped around his, signaling her submission to his will.
Paul smiled at her and guided her to the center of the room. She looked luscious in her black lace dress; after all the dancing she was sweaty and the fabric clung to every curve of her statuesque body. She was blushing from her cheeks down to her magnificent breasts. Her eyes looked so innocent and eager; her moist lips parted as she waited anxiously for what would happen next.
Paul stood in front of her and smiled again. He rested his hands on the edge of the fabric on her chest and she sucked in her breathe. She knew what they were doing in the hotel room and she knew what was about to happen to her. She licked her lips savoring her last moments of virginity and anticipating the glorious agony of a cock piercing her for the first time. Still she was afraid.
Paul ran his thumb and forefinger on the fabric. Suddenly he gripped it firmly and ripped it apart. Nancy yelled with shock more at the thought of a $1,500 dress being ripped apart then standing before him helpless to his force. She trembled understanding the violence of the tearing was a sign of his hunger for her supple flesh.
The yielding fabric fell to her hips and her skin from the waist up glowed like a pearl against the deep black of the cloth. Her breasts heaved against the flimsy black bra and her nipples pushed out eager for his touch.
"Oh Paul," she moaned. She quivered standing there in front of him. She closed her eyes and sighed as he stepped behind her. His firm hands took hold of the fabric gathered at her slim waist and with once forceful pull tore it in half. The dress made a whispering sound as it slipped off her skin and to the floor. Her sheer black panties glistened in the candlelight and the black garter belt holding up the silk black stockings outlined the treasure of her shapely hips. Paul reached around and cupped her delectable breasts in his hands and whispered, "These are so fine Nancy; I just have to suck them." With that the quivering virgin felt a sharp jolt of spectacularly delicious pain as the bra was yanked away. He spun her around as her breasts swelled and her nipples reached out for his mouth. He paused for a moment taking the perfection of the two idyllic pillows of creamy flesh being offered to him; then he scooped them up in his hands and covered one of the large bright areolas with his mouth and began to suck greedily. Nancy felt like her entire being was being gobbled up by him and she moaned as her nipples swelled even more.
As he fondled and kissed her breasts she ripped open his shirt; the studs flew around the room; Nancy giggled sweetly then sighed as the sensation of her breasts being loved so passionately gripped her.
Her head dropped back in ecstasy and her honey sweet curls tumbled down covering her soft shoulders. She pushed forward to press her magnificent mounds deeper into his mouth. She pushed his tuxedo jacket and the ripped open shirt off his arms and they fell to the floor.
Her trembling hand dropped down and covered his throbbing shaft. She stiffened and shook with fear as she imagined the huge mass splitting her apart. She groaned and squeezed harder.
