Prom Date Ch 08

Authors notes:

Thanks to Chief Hal for his proofreading.

I know some readers have not enjoyed the continuation, but bear in mind that we dealing with a typical high school boy, and they don't always thing things through in the most rational manner. If you're not enjoying the story, please just choose another. I have many to choose from.

M.

All characters in this story involved in any sexual situation are 18 years old or older.

I was glad to finally get rid of the bandages and shower himself. Not that I minded Patty, but it had been more than a little awkward getting showered by mom. I dropped into my seat in first hour and was surprised to see the seat next to me empty, especially after last night. When Andria still hadn't shown up at the beginning of class I was more than a little concerned. By the end of class I was more than concerned, I was terrified that somehow word had gotten back to the school about what Andria and I had done to Lyetta, and it was only a matter of time before I was hauled to the principal's office and expelled. I sweat it out all through second hour. By third hour I was starting to relax. If it was going to happen, it would have by now.

Lunch time came and I saw Lilly sitting off by her friends, trying to keep things cool between them. I also saw Erica come into the lunchroom, get her tray and then walk past me, intentionally NOT looking at me, as she moved to the very end of the table row to sit. It was clear she was angry, but I hoped that in the end, being able to protect her would be worth a little anger now.

I was almost done eating when he saw Andria come in. She got her tray and found a place away from anyone else and then looked across the room at me, holding my gaze until I realized she wanted to meet me. I waited for her to finish eating, and when she got up to dump her tray, I got up and followed. We met in the hall and Andria pulled on my hand to drag me to a janitor's closet. Looking both ways, she pulled me into it and closed the door behind us.

"David. We made a mistake."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that Lyetta wasn't the ring leader." She said, "here."

I unfolded the note.

Meet me in the downstairs furnace room before first hour. It's important. David

"I didn't send this."

"No, I know that now. But I didn't then."

"What happened?"

"There were three guys there to meet me. There's a sorta break room in the back the custodians use. It has a table and such. They pinned me to the table and took turns fucking me. One in each hole. They said that it was pay back for what I did to Lyetta. One of them said he was supposed to pass a message." She pulled up her dress almost to her tits. Besides being nude and showing off her pussy, she showed something else off, written in marker across her pelvis.

David -- nice try -- wrong girl -- hope you had fun with her!

"Oh shit. I'm sorry."

"Not your fault. I was sure I was right."

"But what they did to you?"

"Oh that? No biggie. I'd have fucked any one of them if they'd have asked nice." She said with a shrug. "Look, if they did this to me, you better watch your back. No telling who it is now."

"Damn. I'm sorry Andria, really."

"It's okay, but it looks like I'm not going to be fucking anyone for a few weeks until I can get this gone; 'til then you better be willing to put out."

"Me?"

"Sure. I'm horny all the damn time, and we had a deal. I got you for a whole night anyway. I'm just going to spread it out now. Stretch it out for a few days. I figure I could have gotten at least half a dozen climaxes out of you overnight, so you owe me at least that many now, right?" She said, with a crooked grin. "Besides, if Erica is giving you the cold shoulder, you're gonna need to put it somewhere, right?"

"Put it somewhere?"

"Your cum, silly! I know how teenage boys are. Horny all the time. Hell, you already have a hard-on." She said, reaching down to my crotch and stroking the bulge. "You want it now?"

"Uh, um, no. I better go find Erica and warn her to watch her back. If they did this to you, no telling what they'll do to her."

"Good point. You go, I'm kinda warmed up and need to do something about it before class."

"You're just going to stand in here and masturbate?"

"Unless you wanna do it for me?"

"I wouldn't mind, but I better go try and find Erica first."

"See, that's how you know you love her. Passing up pussy for her."

"Yeah, now if you can just convince her of that."

"I'll try," she said, as I slipped out the door and closed it behind me.

I looked around where I expected her to be and didn't find her. I finally gave up and just barely made it to fourth hour in time. I didn't find her between classes, or even after. I headed to my locker and opened it to dump my books into it. I found a note and eagerly opened it, hoping it was from Erica.

Meet me after sixth hour in 207. Erica

Maybe this is why I couldn't find her. I headed up to room 207. At one point it was a chemistry lab, but now they taught personal finance in it, which was Erica's last class of the day. The door was unlocked and I walked in, not seeing anyone. There was a storage closet in the back of the room for equipment, and I noticed the door was ajar and the light was on. I walked toward it, calling her name. When I opened the door, it wasn't Erica I saw. It was another girl. I couldn't remember her name, but I'd seen her lots of times in the lunch room. She typically sat by herself, not at a table, but in a chair by the windows, almost as if she were afraid to be in the mass of students during lunch. She carried her lunch and sat by the windows and ate her sandwich alone.

She wasn't a bad looking young lady by any stretch of the imagination, especially not wearing the extremely light weight summer dress she had on. It had spaghetti straps over her shoulders, and clearly didn't meet the school dress code, meaning she'd changed after class. I couldn't help but wonder if she had undressed in here.

"Here," she said, handing me a note.

Andria got hers, now it's your turn. You will do exactly what this girl says, to the letter, or Erica will find herself tied spread eagle for the boys basketball team. Right now she's with me; she has no idea that if I don't get a text, saying you did what you were told, that she's going to pay your debt.

"Fuck!" I swore quietly. "They have Erica!"

"Who does?"

"The mean girls. Those nasty sluts that tied me up in the locker room."

"What do they want with you?"

"I don't know. But you're supposed to tell them that I did, whatever it is they wanted you to have me do. Just text them that I did."

"I can't." She said shyly.

"What do you mean you can't?"

"I can't. I have to do what they say...or...or my little sister is going to be given to a bunch of boys. She's not even old enough yet. I can't let them do anything to her."

"Alright. So, we don't let them do anything to her. What is it they want me to do?"

"You're supposed to rip off my clothes and have sex with me."

"I'm supposed to do what!?"

"Rip off my clothes. If you don't, I will. I'll make it look just like you did it anyway. I'm not letting my sister...I'm not letting them do anything to her. I'll rip everything off and run down the hall screaming, if you don't do it. They promised that if you did it, that neither of us would be hurt. They just want you to pay the price for something you did."

"And you know this how?"

"This." She said, handing me her phone to read a text message.

Margo. Unless you want your little sister to be handed over to that group of boys that pester her at school, you will go to room 207, change into the dress we put in your locker, and tell David to rip off all your clothes and have sex with you. If he does, text the number on the bottom and say it's done and nothing will happen to you or your sister. If not, well, David's debt will be paid by your sister.

"Who the hell is this bitch?" I asked aloud. "I'm sorry. Yeah, I'll do it. You shouldn't have to pay for what I did. Your sister either. This girl, whoever it is, really has it in for me. I have no doubt that she's hidden a camera in here somewhere, to video it, so she can blackmail me with it. Raping a girl. She should know I'd never do that."

"You have to, though, please!"

"Margo, that's your name?"

"Yeah."

"Margo, I'll do what I can, but I won't hurt you."

"That's okay. As long as you do it."

I walked to her and grasped the dress. I wasn't surprised to see that several cuts had been made to the material across the front. I grabbed the dress just above her breasts and jerked it apart, ripping it most of the way down the front. I pulled a second time, ripping it the rest of the way like an old rag. The two tiny strings were easily ripped from the material, and the dress pulled completely off of her. There was a pile of boxes in the room and I pushed her back to them, pushing her ass back on them to make her sit, then lay back. I couldn't be rough with her, so I eased her panties down off her legs and worked them over her running shoes. I looked at her pussy, only sparse blond curls on her mound and between her legs. Her full, round lips framed a considerable amount of inner lip, that was bright pink and inviting. I undid the front of my pants and let them fall and then pushed down my briefs.

My dick was mostly hard as I stepped between her legs and pressed my shaft against her pussy. I reached up to her chest and flicked the small clasp between her tits, freeing the cups of her bra to expose her small, apple sized tits, and saw her blush.

"Margo, is this your first time?" I asked quietly.

"Why would you ask that? Does it matter?"

"To me."

"If I say it is, does that mean you won't do me?" she asked suddenly. "You have to. You have to do me. My sister is depending on it."

"Don't worry, I will. I'll just take my time?" I said. "I'm surprised though. You're cute, a little shy, but definitely a nice-looking body. You haven't ever done anything?"

"I went out with Chris a few times." She said. "We did a little touching, but I wasn't ready for this. He got kinda upset and we stopped going out."

"Chris, my friend Chris?"

"Yeah."

"I wouldn't have thought he was the pushy kind," I said. I looked back down at her and then stepped back. "Let's get you warmed up a little bit then." I lowered my face to her pussy and gently kissed it. She squirmed and gasped, as my tongue stroked up her lips and spread them slightly. Lick after lick worked her wetter and caused her body to move, and her groans to grow slightly louder. I found her clit and teased it with the tip of my tongue as we both got turned on more and more.

I stood again between her legs, her chest heaving, as she panted for breath, her orgasm dangerously close to tipping over the edge. I pressed my dick head between her lips, rubbing it up and down, teasing it from the entrance to her depths, to her clit. Up and down, I teased, making her moan and squirm more, my head pushing her orgasm over the edge into a full blown climax.

That was what I was waiting for. As her body jerked and shuddered, I pushed my head down and into her. Her body stretched around me, allowing my engorged mushroom head into her depths. She cried out, as I pushed a little more into her. I pulled back to let her lubrication spread to her lips, where my dry shaft had wiped it away. In and out I moved, working deeper and deeper into her.

"OH FUCK!" She cried, as my cock drove deeper, pushing in, until my head found the end of her vagina. I started to stroke, her own orgasm taken care of, leaving me to finish my own. I stroked with abandon, feeling her pussy clenching and spasming around me, as my stroking cock kept her orgasm alive.

I knew I was going to come, and given that she was a virgin I didn't want to risk getting her pregnant. I stroked in and out until I knew I was going to come, until that moment was almost there. I jerked back and then pressed my balls against her pussy, my hand wrapping around my dick to stroke it. Frantically I jerked my hand along my shaft, her juices lubricating me, as my hand pushed my orgasm over the edge.

Shot after shot of cum lanced out of my head, flying through the air to splatter on her face, chest and stomach. Ohly when my spurts of cum had subsided did I pull back and then push my head to rub on her lips again. She reached around me with her heels and dug them into me, pulling me against her, driving my cock into her again.

"I was supposed to make you come in me," she panted.

"I wasn't going to chance that you weren't on the pill or something."

"I'm not, but I don't think it would matter. My period was just a few days ago."

"Why would they want you to risk getting pregnant?" I asked, as I stood, feeling my dick softening, knowing that some of my cum was definitely being left behind.

"I don't know. Give me my phone. I have to let them know it's done."

I handed her phone to her from where it had been laying on the boxes next to her. She held it up and texted something. "Now what?" I asked, as I tried to pull out of her.

"We just stay this way a few minutes." She said, digging her heels in again, to keep me from pulling out.

"There's more to this, isn't there?"

She turned the phone to show me.

You will keep him there, naked, until a teacher comes. Then you will claim he raped you. You will make them believe he raped you, or your sister will be.

"I should have guessed as much."

erase this message and all others from your phone NOW!

I grabbed her phone from her and held it out of her reach. "No, I don't think so."

"But I have to!" She said, trying to push herself up and grab the phone from me.

"Not happening." I said, as I tossed the phone out of both our reach, and then grabbed her body to hold it to me. She struggled to get away from me, to reach her phone, which was what was still happening when Mrs. Drew rushed into the room, flinging the door open.

"STOP! LET GO OF THAT GIRL!" she shouted, as she grabbed my arm and tried to jerk me around. She spun both of us, Margo and myself, and Margo was able to get away from me. She jerked away and ran to where I had tossed her phone.

"NO! Don't let her erase it!" I shouted as another teacher came running in. "DON'T LET HER ERRASE THE MESSAGE!" I cried, as she fumbled with the phone.

The teacher was able to grab the phone away from Margo, hopefully in time.

Mrs. Drew held me, my pants around my ankles looking at me and then at Margo. "Someone has some explaining to do!"

"Oh God no! My sister!" Margo cried, squatting down and starting to sob. "Noooooo! God noooo!" she wailed, as we all stood and stared.

"You better read this." The teacher said, handing the phone to Mrs. Drew. She took the phone and let go of me so she could scroll the screen. I bent down and pulled my pants up as she read.

"Okay, so how did you end up in here with her?" Mrs. Drew asked a few moments later. I pulled out the note I'd gotten and handed it to her. "I see. Someone wants you expelled Mister Evers, and they nearly succeeded. Elaine, you want to take care of Miss Jones? Help her dress and take her to the nurse to be checked out. You Mister Evers, you come with me."

She turned and walked out of the closet and I followed. "Mister Evers, you are becoming a royal pain in my backside!"

"Not on purpose. Someone has it in for me, and I don't know why."

"I don't either, but I'm sure as hell going to find out who it is and why." She said, as we walked toward her office. It wasn't long before I was sitting in her office across the desk from her. She pulled her cell phone from her desk and dialed a number. "Erica. It's Aunt Drew. Where are you? At the park? You did. No, I want you to go home right now. No, I'll come by and talk to you and Gail in a while. No, David is alright. Yes, I'll tell you what's going on. Right now, I want you home, and I want you to call me when you're there. Yes, now. Thank you, sweetie. Talk to you soon." She looked across the desk at me. "Yes, she really is my niece. We don't advertise the fact, but she is. I'm not particularly happy finding out someone may be putting her in danger."

"I'm not, I'm trying to protect her." I protested. "Whoever this is keeps threatening that if I don't do what she says, that she'll tie Erica up naked in the boys bathroom and turn the basketball team loose on her, and I know damn well, at least two of those guys would rape her in a hot second."

"How long has this been going on? These threats?"

"A week or two. I thought I knew who it was, but turns out it wasn't."

"Mister Evers. Did you do something to someone I should know about?"

"Me? Certainly not. I might have had revenge sex with someone, but nothing illegal."

"Revenge sex? I don't suppose that Miss Stone was involved in that in some way?"

"She might have been. She was the girl that arranged things at Prom. I thought she was the ring leader, but turns out she was doing it partly from spite, and partly because she was told she should. She sorta used bad judgment. I guess I might have too."

"Just exactly what did you do?"

"I, um, I'd rather not say."

"I'd rather you did. Do I have to have a talk with your mother again?"

"Again?"

"We talked, after the prom incident. Now, tell me what you did."

"I had help."

"No doubt. But this is about you."

"Fine, I said, feeling defeated. The shit was going to hit the fan for sure now. "Andria Simmons got Lyetta into her basement, tied up and blindfolded for a sorta lesbian moment. After getting her all worked, up, she asked if she wanted her to have sex and she got Lyetta to beg to be fucked."

"And that's where you came in?"

"Yeah. I had sex with her. She's really a racist person and Andria knew that she'd have a cow, being fucked by a white guy. So, we didn't let her know until I was unloading in her. She was so angry and trying to kick and hit us that we left her tied up for her dad to find."

"That explains a lot." She said, with a shake of her head and a frown. "She called in sick today. Knowing what I know now, either her father beat her or she was too ashamed to show her face."

"Beat her?"

"Sure. You don't think there are consequences, to things you do? But not all men are good. Some men do beat women, including daughters. One reason racism is perpetuated, is that it's trained into young people. People aren't born racist, they're taught it. Finding his daughter tied and naked in the basement, would be shock enough, if he found out that a white boy did it, or had sex with her, he could easily beat her. Maybe next time you want to play revenge games you need to think about the consequences."

"I'm sorry. I didn't think of that."

"I'm sure you didn't. I also think for the moment that you and Erica should part ways. Once this all blows over, you two can see what happens, but for now, I would suggest you not see each other."

"I doubt she wants to see me anyway. Not as angry as she is at me."

"I wouldn't be too sure. She was at the park because she got a note from you saying you wanted to apologize and make up with her."

"She was?"

"Yes. Now, go home. We'll track down whoever it is that put that young lady up to this, as well as making sure that her sister is safe."

"She's not going to be in trouble, is she?"

"Not with us. No telling what her parents will do though."

"Maybe I should talk to them, let them know it wasn't her fault."

Mrs. Drew chuckled. "Mister Evers. Just how do you think they're going to take having the young man in front of them, that just took their daughters virginity?"

"How did you know?"

"Because we had a chat with another young man in here a few weeks ago. He was caught with his hand between her legs and she wasn't pleased about it. She informed the nurse that she was still a virgin. You see mister Evers, there are a lot of things that go on around school. Not everything that happens here revolves around you."