Lily stood in front of the mirror, examining her outfit for the eve. She was wearing a plaid skirt and a white blouse, in an attempt to look the part of "slutty schoolgirl". Her brow furrowed as she looked at where her cleavage was meant to be bursting out of her top; her tits were certainly large, but she was sure they'd been larger earlier in the day.
She turned around and as she looked at her long, stocking-clad legs, her smile soon returned. The heels she was wearing didn't really match the rest of her outfit, but she couldn't imagine anyone complaining, especially if they ran their hand up her white stockings and got to discover she wasn't wearing anything underneath the skirt...
Her grin faded at the thought. Odd. All day, she'd been getting wet just at the idea of getting felt up by a college boy, but now as she looked at herself and pictured it happening, it wasn't nearly as appealing...maybe it was just nerves, or maybe...
Did she even want to go?
Yes,
she told herself.
I've been looking forward to this all day. I can't let a few butterflies stop me from my...from my first time.
Lily paused, confused. Her first time? She'd had her first time a few years ago - it had been with...well, she couldn't remember the guy's name, but it had been...he had...
She blinked twice and tried to focus. She'd definitely had sex before. Definitely. But something about tonight felt special, felt...hot.
Of course,
she thought, a broad smile suddenly coming across her face.
Tonight will be my first time...with a college boy.
Before she could talk herself out of it again, she stepped out the door, and started heading to the college party.
###
Meanwhile, just a few blocks away, Duncan was also checking out his reflection. His short brown hair was newly trimmed, his button-up shirt was freshly ironed. He looked good - possibly, if he was being honest, like he was trying slightly too hard, but he hoped Nicolette would somehow find it attractive.
Of course,
he thought,
it's hard to say what a girl would like. If I were her, I'd go for a man who wasn't afraid to show off his muscles, his chest-hair...a man who knew he was a man, and showed it off at any opportunity. And I'd want to know if he found me sexy...maybe if he wore tight pants for his cock to strain against when he got hard, just waiting for me to drop to my knees in front of him and free it, take it into my mouth and show him how much I appreciated him...
Duncan stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes, lost in a reverie. When he came to, his eyes snapped down to the outline of his erection, barely showing through his dark black pants.
Perfect,
he thought with a smile.
I'm ready.
By chance, Duncan left his house at the exact time Lily stepped out of hers. Without even knowing it, the two childhood friends had the same plans for the evening:
Their first time.
###
When Duncan arrived to pick her up, Nicolette's smile was tinged with more than a little nervousness. The longer she'd paced up and down her room waiting for Duncan to pick her up, the worse she'd felt.
What she'd done with Lily in the locker room, she knew that was wrong. She'd known it even as it was happening...but for some reason, she'd been completely unable to resist. The red-headed nerd had some sort of power over her. As soon as they'd been alone, they'd pressed their naked bodies against each other, intent on getting each other off.
But there's nothing wrong with that,
she'd repeated to herself over and over, while trying to pick an outfit for her date with Duncan.
When women are alone, they can use each other to get off; no problem.
But Nicolette's house was more than half a mile from the school, and so the counsellor's instructions were fading. What had seemed so certain earlier in the day now felt...off. What had been a sexy, natural act was now a sin, she was sure of it.
And, worst of all, she was keeping it from Duncan - from her boyfriend. No, even worse than that, they were going to...they were going to make love. She was going to give her virginity up! And why?
So she could go forth and malt-...multiply. So she could do God's work and have children. The more she dwelled on the thought, the more the idea frightened her. She was still a teenager - she was still in high school! She wasn't ready to have children, not with Duncan...not with anyone.
And yet, for reasons she couldn't explain, the idea of going out and getting knocked up by a stranger got her wet. The thought of fucking everyone in school who would take her, getting filled up by the semen of a dozen different students (or teachers!) was incredibly erotic, and even as she knew how wrong it all was...it all felt very, very right.
Earlier in the day, everything had been so sure. Now, she felt like Satan himself had reached inside her head and tainted her thoughts.
When the horn honked, Nicolette took a deep breath. Duncan was a good guy. She'd go to the hotel with him, explain how she was feeling...and he'd understand.
She was going to get out of losing her virginity. A small part of her was saddened by that, but as soon as she made the decision, the rest of her felt relieved.
Duncan's was nervously chatting to her smiling mother as she descended the stairs - her parents trusted her when she said she was going to "come home late". The plan was to get dropped off early in the morning and sneak in before they awoke.
Her mother's smile dropped when she saw what Nicolette was wearing - a red dress showing off her long, tanned legs, and more than a hint of cleavage. To her credit, however, she didn't say anything as Nicolette crossed the room, gave her boyfriend a kiss on the cheek, and held his hand as they slowly walked down the driveway toward his car.
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The college party was loud - louder than Lily had expected. As soon as she stepped through the door, a lot of male attention came her way - two teenage girls at a mostly-male party was sure to attract some notice.
At school, Lily's enthusiasm had been contagious; while she'd had the restraint to avoid mentioning her sexual plans to Brandi, it hadn't taken much for her to convince the Protector to join her that night.
The party was even further from the school than Lily's house, and as they travelled, her boobs had been slowly shrinking, filling out her white blouse less and less as they approached the frat house.
As well as that, her enthusiasm had started waning. Earlier that morning, all Lily had been able to thinking about was how great her night was going to be. There would be boys, she'd get to look hot, she'd probably end up taking a few of them on...it was going to be a good time all 'round.
Walking through the door, however, the last of her confidence disappeared. Looking around, she didn't focus on the boys she'd been so excited to see...instead, her attention was drawn to the handful of college girls at the party, looking at her with a patronizing smile.
They looked like they were all blonde bombshells - tall, tanned, and with tits which put Lily's to shame. One girl was wearing nothing more than a bikini top and a pair of white denim shorts, and Lily's heart sank as she realized she couldn't compete.
Brandi, meanwhile, was shocked and bewildered. When Lily had said there was a party on, she'd been expecting a typical high school event - music, dancing, and teens sneaking off into bedrooms, sure, but this...this was something else.
As soon as she'd entered the party, her heightened sense of smell was overwhelmed by the scent of cheap beer and frat-boy sweat. Lily dragged her into the kitchen and Brandi saw two people sharing a pot cigarette, and a few others taking what she could only assume was LSD.
"Lily," she said in a worried tone, "what are we doing here?"
"Let's just try to have a good time, okay?" her friend replied with a forced smile, and stepped forward to do exactly that.
