Stacy Matthews was a very pretty girl with her sandy blonde hair and her sparkling blue eyes but no one ever noticed her. Her petite athletic body was always covered by long baggy jeans and either a long sweater or long shirt. No guy ever thought of her in the way she wanted. She has only ever had one boyfriend and that was her now best friend Kyle Michaels. They were only 15 and nothing went passed kissing. Kyle and Stacy remained friends despite Kyle's relationship with Karrie Simpson, an all-American cheerleader and last years Jr. Prom Queen.
Being eighteen and single with no prospects was not Stacy's idea of leaving school with a BANG!!! Even with the support of her best female friends, Sam and Kelley, edging her on to change her image to get noticed but she was too self conscience and didn't want to change. Then the day came where her life would change. The Valentine's Day dance arrived and Stacy was asked to the dance. It was her first time going to a dance with a date. And it was the one person she would have never guessed, Kyle. Kyle was alone on Valentine's Day because Karrie was out of state at a Cheer competition and Kyle thought he treat his best friend.
Stacy wore a red-halter dress that split up the side of her leg, red pumps and a red beaded choker. Her hair was wavy and hung softly over on her shoulders. Kelley and Sam dressed and made Stacy up to blow the mind of the whole school and when Kyle arrived at her house he did a double take. He readjusted his eyes several times to see this vision of beauty. He didn't say anything he took her hand and lead her off the stoop to the awaiting limo. Kelley and Sam were already at the dance.
Kyle tried not to look at Stacy's chest but he was drawn to it. Never in a million years did he think he would be attracted to his best friend, but he was. He would look and then look out the window just as fast as his look was at her chest. He did that until Stacy spoke to him.
"I know this is weird seeing me like this, it was not my idea. Kelley and Sam dressed me up. I wanted to wear something less revealing."
" Stace, don't be embarrassed. You look HOT!!! I so don't feel right saying this but you are HOT!!!!. Why don't you wear more flattering clothes? You should stop dressing like a boy. Do you know how many guys are going to be staring at you? All of them!!!! You are HOT and don't deny it!!!"
"K, this is not me. I am not like this. I don't dress like a slut and I am not a slut."
"Stace..." Kyle starts as he leans towards her, "try it for a night. Drive the guys wild!!! Give them what they de...." Then he kisses her to show her what he thinks of her.
"Oooooo....k...." Stacy manages to say through the long and soft kiss from Kyle. As she thinks: Man do I miss this!!! As she continues making out with him as they drive in that long stretch limo bound for the school gym.
The long sleek black limo carrying the newly attracted friends stopped in front of the red brick building that housed the sign Maple Wood High. The two bodies emerged from the car and walked arm in arm to the gym. Kyle whispered into Stacy's ear: "Knock em dead!"
Most of the student body was dancing to some up beat song when Kyle and Stacy walked into the gym. They had made a pact that the first slow song was theirs and until then they can hang with their other friends. Stacy walked over to Kelley, Sam and some other girls while Kyle joined the guys Hockey team.
"Michaels, you had to bring the tom-boy!" remarked Jason Durham, the Star athlete of the school. "You could have gone stag, like the rest of us while our toys are away, but noooo."
"She has been my friend since we were kids and I think I lucked out! Take a look at the bombshell in the red dress by Kelley and Sam." The Hockey team glanced over and looked at Stacy. They couldn't believe their eyes. The tom-boy was a bombshell.
"Way to go Michaels!!! But I hope for your sake Karrie doesn't find out that Matthews is hotter then her. Cause if you lose Karrie, I will get the best fuck in the world back and you would be stuck with nothing."
"Who's to say that when I fuck Stacy, Karrie will find out. I can have the best of both worlds. Popping the cherry of a hot and soon to be slut and have the best fuck every day."
"I may tell her."
"Well here is the deal, I fuck Stacy tonight, none of you guys tell Kerrie and we can gangbang Kerrie after the next game. We will get her so drunk and she won't even care. Deal?"
"Deal!" the whole Hockey team yelled.
All seven slow songs were heaven for Stacy every single guy was looking at her even the young teachers, Mr. Evans, Mr. Thompson and Mr. Smith. She did it in one night she had changed her reputation. Kyle held her tight, played with her hard and smooth ass, and kissed her neck and lips every song all the way along. Stacy replied by accepting his soft and smooth lips by moaning softly and sweetly. She could feel his dick pressing on her hot and wet pussy. She wanted it, but she wasn't sure if she really did.
Kyle and Stacy continued to make-out on the way to the limo, in the limo and on the way home. Half way home Kyle slipped his hands into Stacy's bra and took out her large and full white tits and started to massage them.
"Kyle stop! I can't! I'm not ready!" Stacy managed to say unlocking from Kyle's lips.
"Stacy, you don't tell a guy to stop now. We are not fifteen anymore!"
"I can't have sex yet. I am not ready!" She pushed him off of her and moved to the other side. "Don't try it again Kyle!"
"Stace, who do you want to take your cherry from you? Some guy or someone you have known since childhood?"
"You! Yes, you! But not now. Later on my terms. I need to be ready. And even though you get it every night from another girl I will save my self for you. You can do what ever you want, where ever you want when I am ready. Ok?"
"Ok!"
Stacy left the limo very sombrely, pulled her dress back down and entered her house. Her parents were already asleep so she quietly went down the stairs to her room and closed her door. At the same time, Kyle was jacking off with Stacy's panties that he had slipped off her. She noticed but didn't care. The limo drove away as Stacy watched out her bedroom window.
Stacy walked to her bed, laid down on it, still in her dress, and started to slither out of it. She lifted the neck part over her head and pushed it down over her large and full breasts. She then, undid her bra, letting herself roam free and then pushed it all to the floor. She reached over to her night stand and shut off her lights. She pulled the covers over her body and started to furiously finger herself. She panted and moaned as she went faster and faster. For several minutes she went harder and harder until her climax came. She screamed into her pillow so it wasn't so loud. Breathing heavy she reached to the floor, put on a t-shirt and started off to dreamland where she would be fucked furiously to her hearts content. Now she was ready, she thought.
In the morning things had changed. She knew that even though her pussy wanted to be hammered repeatedly by a large cock, her responsible side still says "We are not ready." She got out of bed, ran into the shower, put the shower on high so that the jet stream of water would massage her already throbbing pussy. After that she went back to her room, put on the same style of clothes that she wore every day and went off to school, all the while still horny. Stacy knew that she was thinking about sex and sex and more sex and that she had to stop or she would not be able to work. Walking into the school all the senior guys and the rest of the male student body were staring at her. She knew that now she could have any guy she wanted but she knew she was not ready. She saw Kyle making out with Karrie by her locker and she knew that by lunch they would be fucking behind the hill, like they do every day. So what!! He wanted her and only her last night and even though it was by default she didn't care.
Stacy got through most of the day fine. She put sex in the infinite void in her brain and concentrated on her work. It was so easy cause she spent her spares with girls and all of her teachers that day were female. She avoided the other sex as much as possible. However her sex drive kicked into high gear when she walked into Mr. Thompson's class room. Mr. Drew Thompson, 23 tall, with bleached blond hair with brown roots, sexy green eyes and a built body. Any school girls dream. Every girl had a crush on him but too bad girls this guy is engaged. Damn!! Stacy was one of the girls with a huge crush on him but you could never tell, she could still look him in the eyes, unlike the others, and talk to him without giggling. Today though, would be different. She saw him at his desk and all her hornyness came back. She put her books on her desk and ran to finger herself in the bathroom. She returned just before the bell, climaxed, composed and ready to finish her day.
She was fine, she didn't have to look even once at him. They were writing a test on Hamlet so she could concentrate on her paper. The only time she had to look at him is when she needed to give it to him at the end of class. Half way through the class, Stacy was finished. Being an English wiz does that. She got up from her desk, handed him the paper and then he said looking into her sparkling blue eyes:
"Miss Matthews, you must remain until the end of class. It is not fair to the others if you leave."
Now Stacy knew that she had to stay but she really wanted to go. But she understood. She took out a Romance Novel and started to read. As she read, there was something going on in Mr. Thompson's head. Now, Drew Thompson was engaged, but he was not dead. Stacy Matthews was his best and brightest student and now he knows that she is also so very hot and ready for popping. He wanted to fuck a student but most of the girls were sluts, he wanted a fresher one for his own picking and seeing Stacy last night made his dick rise to the occasion. He didn't want to wait he was going to fuck her today after class. Just make her seem that she is in trouble, seduce her slowly and then go in for the kill. This virgin will be his cock hound soon enough. Thinking those un-pure thoughts made his dick rise. Oh No!! He stood up, his dick hidden behind his desk and said to his class,
"I will be right back I need to get these handouts copied for you all. I will be just next door. Be good. I can hear you." He place the paper strategically over his large bulge, quickly left the room, dropped the paper in the copier, set it on print and skipped into the boy's room where he locked himself in a stall and jacked himself off to a naked photo of his finance. He may have been jacking his ten inch piece of meat to a pick of his woman but he was picturing Stacy giving herself to him. When he came he shot his hot and heavy load into the toilet below. As he walked back to class he tried not to get back up too fast. When he arrived in the class he saw that all the test papers were all on his desk. Showtime!
"Class dismissed," he yelled. As all the students got up and filed to the door. "Not you Miss Matthews. I need to speak with you about your last assignment." Stacy was shocked, she never failed anything in her life and now she had done so bad that the teacher needed to speak to her. Oh Great! Stacy stayed at her desk as Mr. Thompson locked the door behind the exiting students. Stacy was too busy playing with her hands to see him lock the door. He walked over to her and sat down in the desk beside her.
"Stacy, you are not in trouble so don't be scared. I just want to tell u that I was so moved by your story that it made me cry. A story of love and devotion that could be a lesson to us all. Where did u come up with that?"
