Jenny sat in the back bench of the van, stretched across Brad's muscular thighs as he kissed her long and thoroughly. Tonight was special. She had been crowned the Homecoming Queen, and Brad was voted Homecoming King. And to top it off, their football team had trounced the competition.
They were the envy of every student at Riley High. She was the head of the cheerleading squad, and Brad was the football captain. They had been dating for nearly their entire senior year. Jenny was on top of the world. Little did she know that her world was about to change dramatically.
Jenny's father was the pastor of the largest church in town. She had been raised in the church, and it was important to her to keep her virginity until marriage. At eighteen, she sometimes felt like the world's oldest virgin, but Brad had respected her wishes. When they went on dates, she allowed him to kiss her, and once she had allowed him to even put his hand down her blouse, but she always put a stop to things when he started to get too worked up. She knew Brad was impatient, but he always stopped when she asked. She had heard rumors that he was getting sex on the side, but she didn't mind. Jenny knew he had needs, and if some other girl could fulfill those while Brad remained her boyfriend, Jenny was happy to turn a blind eye.
Brad explored her luscious mouth and worked his hand under the waistband of her cheerleading outfit to cup a firm, full breast in his palm. He grinned to himself when he heard her moan softly into his mouth as he flicked a thumb repeatedly across her hardened nipple. Jenny pulled back from the kiss and pushed against his wrist, trying to make him remove his hand. She cast a furtive glance over her shoulder to the other occupants of the van before turning back to Brad.
"Brad, stop," she whispered. "They'll see you."
"It's okay, Jenny. They're talking and not paying any attention to us. Come on, just let me have a little fun."
Jenny glanced nervously over her shoulder once more. Brad's older brother Matt was driving, and Nick, his buddy from college was sitting in the passenger seat. They were engrossed in discussing the football game they had just seen, and Matt was enthusiastically recounting his younger brother's prowess on the field. Brad's best friend Will appeared to be passed out on the middle bench. He had snuck a bottle of booze into the football stadium, and Jenny had seen him taking long swigs from it earlier.
"Come on, Jenny. Let me have a peek at those pretty little titties," Brad whispered, his hot breath fanning the side of her neck as he nuzzled her ear. "Haven't I earned a reward tonight?"
His hand continued to fondle her, and Jenny felt her resolve weakening. After all, they loved each other. The thought that Brad found her so desirable caused her to shiver with excitement. She released his wrist and gave a tiny nod of acceptance.
Brad cupped her breast more boldly, kneading the ripe flesh and feeling its weight in his hand as he squeezed her nipple. His grip on her nipple became progressively tighter, and he rolled it between his thumb and fingers. He grinned as Jenny's lips formed a surprised 'oh', and her breath came faster as she leaned into his hand.
Brad kissed her deeply, using his lips to distract her from the fact that he had located the front fastener on her bra. She gave a tiny yelp of surprise when he flicked it open, but Brad pulled her against him and kissed her until she once again relaxed in his lap. He pinched her nipple even more firmly, inwardly grinning as he felt her breast swell in his hand. He had known for some time that she would be a hot little slut, if only he had the opportunity to get her going. Tonight was the opportunity he had been waiting for, and he didn't intend to waste it.
Jenny was thoroughly enjoying the sensations she was experiencing. Brad's fingers on her nipple were sending shockwaves of pleasure down to her belly, and she writhed and clamped her thighs together, trying to ease the ache that was growing between her legs. When Brad removed his hand from her breast, she let out a whimper of disappointment.
Brad quickly unzipped her top, and before she knew what he was going to do, he had it whisked over her head. She was naked from the waist up and sprawled across his lap.
"Brad, what are you doing?" she hissed in an urgent whisper. "Give my top back to me."
She glanced over her shoulder again, but the other three occupants of the van were not paying any attention to what was going on in the backseat. Jenny shivered from a combination of nerves and the chill in the air. Her nipples were standing stiffly erect, and she turned back in time to see Brad eyeing them hungrily.
"It's alright, Jenny. I just want a small taste."
Brad cupped one breast and suckled it into his mouth. The shock of his hot tongue on her nipple made Jenny gasp and tense, but she couldn't seem to find the will to push him away from her. Instead, she gave a small groan and threaded her fingers through his hair, arching her back to give him better access.
Brad suckled progressively harder, enjoying the feel of Jenny writhing in his lap. When he clamped his teeth firmly onto her tit, she nearly went crazy. Her tits were heaving as she panted and sighed, stroking her fingers through his hair while he toyed with her nipple. He turned her body slightly away from him and latched onto her other nipple, repeating his attentions on that breast.
Jenny was overwhelmed with sensations, and she closed her eyes to savor them. Her cheeks were flushed, and her lips were parted as she struggled to draw a deep enough breath. She bit down on her lower lip to keep from crying out as Brad devoured her breast greedily. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she realized that she should have stopped him long before now, but for the life of her, she couldn't find the will to ask him to stop. Through her haze of lust, Jenny realized that Brad had slid a hand to the waistband of her uniform panties and was sliding them down over her hips.
"Brad don't," she gasped, grabbing his hand and trying to stop his actions.
Brad ignored her protest, and despite her wriggling, he managed to slide her panties off. She was left wearing nothing but her short, pleated cheerleading skirt, and that was tangled around her waist. Her entire lower half was exposed and vulnerable. Brad wedged his arm between her clenched thighs and pried them slowly open.
"Come on, baby. Open up those pretty legs and give me a look. I want to see how wet your tight little pussy is."
Jenny's shock couldn't have been any greater. Brad had spoken in a loud voice, certainly loud enough for all the others in the van to hear. She turned red with shame and began to tremble.
"Brad, what are you doing?" she asked, glancing over her shoulder. All three of the others were watching them with matching male grins. Jenny crossed her arms protectively over her breasts and clenched her thighs even harder against Brad's invading hand. "Brad, stop it!"
"Not this time, Jenny. I've had it with your teasing. Tonight, you're going to give me what I want, and you're going to be begging me for more."
Jenny shook her head in denial and tears began to well in her eyes. "Let me go," she cried, struggling to get off Brad's lap.
Brad held her easily, and he laughed at her efforts. Jenny's breasts bounced violently, as she wrestled with him, and she realized with horror that Matt, Nick and Will were all leaning over the middle bench, eyeing her nudity. She twisted vainly, trying to get her skirt to fall down over her hips, but all she accomplished was to get Brad even more aroused.
It registered for the first time that the van was stopped, and Jenny glanced around, trying to determine where they were parked. All she could see was dense forest, and it suddenly occurred to her that they had been driving for a long time. "Where are we? Take me home!"
