Jeong Park's First Frosh Ball Ch 01
So yeah, this IS a First Time as well as Interracial story, but this first chapter doesn't have any "first time" content. If you're after romance and sweetness, do NOT read this story... It ain't here, chickiepie. You have been warned. So now that we're clear on that one, enjoy. Oh, and for the anonymous guy that called me a gook slut on the comments somewhere, this one's for you sweetheart... enjoy ... LOL ... Chloe"
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"Come on Jeong, forget the bus, let's walk home today, it's so nice."
Jeong slowed in her rush for the bus, stopped, looked over her shoulder. "Okay Annie, why not." It wasn't like she or Annie had anything better to do. Homework could wait, she didn't have much. The two twelfth grade girls walked through the parking lot together, a slender Korean girl with long black hair and a tall slender blonde, drawing looks from the guys they passed. Looks that they both ignored. Jeong because she already had a boyfriend, Annie because she had no interest in High School guys.
"Doing anything Friday night?" Annie asked.
"Watching a movie with Wilfrid," Jeong sighed. "He's so boring sometimes. What about you?"
"Nothing. I'm going to sit at home and watch Suzanne get ready for some hot date or something."
"What about that guy that was chasing you?"
"Dave? He asked Suzanne out instead. "
"That's not very nice of her." Jeong shook her head. Suzanne could be a real cat sometimes, and it wasn't like she didn't have enough guys chasing her. After that story about her at that party got around, all the guys wanted to date her. Jeong had a fairly good idea why but she wasn't going to say anything to Annie about her older sister. No way.
"Hey, Annie... Annie ... Jeong..."
They both looked around. "Jennifer!" Annie bounced up and down, waving furiously.
"Guess what. ... guess what?" Jennifer was all glowing smiles.
"Okay, no idea, what?" Annie said.
"Steve ... that guy Steve, you know the one, he's at College, the one I told you about, he asked me to the Frosh Ball." Jennifer glowed.
"That's great." Annie was all enthusiasm. Jeong seethed. Wilfred was studying at the local College, him and Steve both. He could have asked her to the Frosh Ball. Something like that, her parents would let her go to with Wilfred. But no, Wilfred hadn't said a thing about it. Even when she'd thrown a few hints his way.
Serve him right if someone else asked her and she went with them instead. The three of them walked on, Annie and Jennifer chattering away about dresses and makeup, Jeong quietly fuming. She did look up once when some asshole in a noisy sports car growled by, but otherwise, she just steamed.
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"Hey, check out that one." Chuck leaned forward in the passenger seat. "She might do."
"Fuck dude, which one? There's hundreds of the bitches." Erik van Dinther glanced in the direction that Chuck was looking. Maybe there weren't exactly hundreds, but the High School parking lot was full of girls on their way home.
"Jesus, Erik, you blind? The gook bitch, over there next to the blonde, catch those perky tits on her dude, she's totally your type."
"Yeah, I see her." Now Erik was interested. He saw an asian girl with a sweetly innocent look to her, a classically-pretty asian face that her big old-fashioned glasses concealed very effectively. "Dresses like shit though."
The completely unfashionable knee length skirt, baggy shirt and loose jacket she wore concealed her figure from a casual glance. Although the knee high black leather "fuck me" boots she wore had some potential. A more thorough examination revealed to his eyes a slender figure with a flat stomach, long slender legs, a tight little butt and another glimpse of those mouth-wateringly perky breasts. The kind of perky breasts he really liked. Long silky black hair hung loose in a hairstyle that did absolutely nothing for her looks. But the classic lines of her face stood out. And her lips, when he looked closer she possessed beautifully pouting lips that were made to be kissed. Erik's first thought was that they were made to be used for a few other uses than kissing, like sucking on his cock maybe.
"Whaddaya think dude? I could go for that blonde she's with if you want the gook. Unless you wanna swap?"
"Oh man." Erik was eyeing the asian girl's tight little butt as it swayed past his window. "That's made for my cock dude. I wanna fuck her tight little gook ass."
"The blonde's pretty hot too," Chuck sat there stroking his dick through his jeans. "Look at the tits on her. Oh fuck, look at them bounce!" The blonde had turned around to wave at someone, her breasts quivering deliciously as she did so, oblivious to the two guys in the black Dodge Viper with its tinted windows watching her.
"Yeah, those two, they'll do," Erik nodded. "Perfect for the party after the Frosh Ball. The blonde, she's all yours dude. That tight-assed gook bitch, she's mine..." Following her with his eyes, his dick ached. He could see the potential there, see the tightly curved body that those unfashionably figure-concealing clothes disguised. Her clothes were the main reason he hadn't picked her out from the crowd earlier. But now, now he could see the potential. And after seeing the potential, just looking at her was giving him an instant erection that was almost painful in its intensity. He wanted her. Badly. And he could think of a lot of things to do with her. His lips curved into a smile. A lot of things for all of them to do to her. Fuck yeah!
"Think we can pick them up in time for the Frosh Ball?" Chuck didn't sound too confident. Well, fuck, Erik grinned to himself, that's why he gets sloppy seconds.
"Not a problem, dude, we got a whole month to line them up," Erik laughed. "That little blonde you like, I dated her older sister, still fuck the bitch every now and then. No idea who the gook bitch is, but hey, we can find out fast enough if she's friends with the blonde, I'll just ask Suzanne. Shit, I can't even remember her little sister's name."
"Fucking useless dick," Chuck grinned.
"Speaking of, I've got a total woody looking at those two. I gotta do something about that."
"Yeah, me too."
Erik fired up the Viper, the low throaty rumble of the 8.4L V10 engine drawing eyes. The sleek lines of the jet-black serpent of the road drew more eyes as he pulled out of the parking lot onto the street. But not the eyes of the tight-assed little gook or Suzanne's blonde-haired little sister as he passed them walking down the sidewalk. Well, there was time. More than enough.
"Where we going dude?" Chuck didn't really care but hey, it was something to say while he popped the tab on a can. "Want a beer."
"Yeah, gimme." Erik reached out and neatly lifted the can of Suicide Squeeze IPA from Chuck's grasp. "Thanks dude."
"You're a real asshole, Erik, anyone ever tell you that." Chuck was grinning as he fished another can out from behind his seat. You always knew where you were with Erik. Second. And well, if he'd been uptight about that, he wouldn't have hung around with Erik would he?
Erik raised the can and drank, casually fishtailing the Viper through a red light and round a corner with one hand on the wheel, cutting of some dick-wad in an old Taurus who couldn't make up his fucking mind what to do with his accelerator. Fucking assholes that couldn't drive for shit shouldn't be on the fucking road. "Yeah, all the time dude. Like I give a shit." He burped loudly before drinking again. "Fuck me, this is good stuff, man."
"Yeah, lifted it from the bar at home, Pop got a pallet of it in for a barbeque this weekend, didn't think he'd miss a couple of boxes."
"Good one dude, better score some more before the old geezers drink it all, that'd be a total fucking waste of good beer." Erik slowed fast, so fast the ASB kicked in, vibrating the Viper. "Hey, here we go." Turning, he took them slowly down a leafy side street, kids playing on the carefully manicured and impossibly green front lawns. "Better not squash any ankle-biters, their Mom's get kind of pissed and the blood just ruins the paintwork." He tossed his empty out the window, ignoring the shrill "hey" which followed them.
An endless line of McMansions. Now which frigging one was Suzanne's? He'd only ever been here previously in the middle of the night. Mind you, the whole goddamn suburb was McMansions. They all looked the frigging same, right down to lines of the same frigging trees down the sides of the roads, the same model cars and soccer mom-mobiles in the driveways. The frigging flowers all looked the frigging same, for fuck's sake. Even the frigging kids all looked identical. Shit, their parents probably ordered them of the Internet. "Click to confirm one blonde, one brunette." Yup, that was Suzanne's number.
"Yeah, this is her house."
"Stop fucking me round dude. Whose house?"
"Suzanne. The blonde bitch's older sister."
"Fucking A, dude."
"Thought you'd like it. You want her after I'm done?"
Chuck shrugged. "Yeah, why not. It beats jacking off ... and hey, isn't that car in the driveway that jerk-off Dave's?"
Erik laughed as he pulled in to the side of the road. "Jeez, that fucking loser. Guess he's gonna have to wait his turn this afternoon."
"He dating her or something?"
"Yeah, so I heard, but so fucking what? The guy's a fucking loser. No idea what Suzanne sees in him ... and really, I don't give a flying fuck if he's there or not, Chuck. Gimme another of those beers and then let's go fuck the bitch."
"Here ya go, dude."
Erik popped the tab as they walked up the pathway to the front door. "Good beer, Chuck."
"Fucking A, dude." Chuck was sucking back his. "Good beer and a blonde, way to finish the day." His eyes lit up. "Hey, she a natural blonde?"
"Rug matches the drapes all the way, buddy."
"Cool, dude."
