Luscious Liz

Uncle Micky

Luscious Liz

Summary: Uncle Micky relates a tale told to him by one of his childhood friends regarding the perfect girl,Liz; and the once not-so-perfect boy, Chuck.

Story Codes: lots of mf

Updated: June 14, 2020

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!!!WARNING!!!!

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Luscious Liz

Introduction

I had the opportunity to see a very good friend of mine from the old home town get inducted into his high school's athletic hall of fame not too long ago. We grew up on the same street and although we went to different schools, he Catholic school and me public, we stayed life-long buddies. Dave was one of the best athletes I have ever met. He excelled in just about everything, but it was in soccer that he made his name.

His idol was Pele and at that time most of us knew soccer existed because of Pele but none of us followed it or even thought of playing it. Well, Dave played it and played it better than anyone in our town ever had up to that time. His school has a long tradition in sports and the hall of fame committee voted to induct him "as the rock on which our soccer dynasty was built."

The day after his induction ceremony was held; we got together at a local establishment and reminisced about the old days. He told me of a girl who was in the class ahead of him that he had a major crush on and the guy who was the best athlete he ever met. This guy had been one of the first inductees into the hall of fame and in Dave's opinion, deserved his own hall of fame at the school. I knew of this guy and, had met him a couple of times. I had to agree.

His story, in my opinion, is worth sharing. I set it more in the future and added some needed embellishments. The main storyline and characters are accurate and I hope I did them and Dave justice. Without further ado, I present:

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Luscious Liz

By Uncle Micky

In midwinter up North, it gets dark early. Participating in winter sports usually means coming to school in the dark and going home in the dark. If you've lived up north, it's no big deal; it's just the way it is.

There was this guy I knew, let's call him Chuck, Chuck Anders, of course, that's not his real name, but he looked like a Chuck. The "Anders" name? Hell, I once knew a guy named Anders. So, me and Chuck, we went to the same high school and he was a year ahead of me, I knew who he was, hell, everyone knew who he was; but, I didn't get to know him until a year after my graduation when I ended up playing soccer at the same university where he was playing football.

Our high school was a small Catholic school. The dress code was strict; guys had to wear ties and jackets while the girls wore white blouses with herringbone or plain green skirts. Our hair had to be short and the girls were held to the kneel rule: when kneeling, the hems of their skirts had to touch the floor.

Chuck came into ninth grade an acned, soft, chubby butterball of a kid. He had an uncontrollable mop of black hair and dressed about as uncool as any kid could. He was somewhat dorky and hung with other guys who were socially inept at various levels. The little group included: Jeff, Pat, Joe, and Jim. Later that year, a transfer student joined them; Ron, who ran cross country and distance on track.

Chuck excelled in social studies and English but struggled with math and science. The little dork group helped each other with their schoolwork and everyone passed every class. Chuck was probably the most outgoing of the group, which isn't saying too much, that bar was set pretty low. It didn't matter; they all got along and were happy with their friendship.

One thing though, Chuck loved sports! He didn't know a thing about them; he just knew he wanted to play. There was something else, he was absolutely infatuated with girls, he didn't know a thing about them, but he knew he wanted to play. Play he did, exclusively with himself at least a couple of times a day.

Chuck tried out for JV football, no one gets cut from JV, he almost died from the exercise but hung in there. One guy in the little dork group, Jim, also tried out and turned out to be pretty good at football. There was never a strong bond of friendship between Chuck and Jim, but they got along fine.

Chuck didn't see one second of game time that year; but, he learned one important fact; he had to be stronger and work harder than every one of his teammates. Chuck was not a natural athlete. Very few things came easy for him. Jim did OK, he was tall and could run, he became a tight end on offense and an outside linebacker on defense.

That winter, Chuck joined the weightlifting team and could barely get the bar off his chest. Again, he was there every day and slowly but surely, he got stronger. Shit, he couldn't get much weaker!

The Head Football Coach was the weightlifting coach as well and he had some of the younger players work on agility and speed drills. Chuck once again almost died from the exertion, but hung in there until he got better.

That spring he was on the JV track team and tried to throw the shot and disc. Again, he sucked, but he got to work out in the weight room, do agility drills, and slowly he got better at throwing. His throwing coach, a half-mad guy who threw many years before, taught Chuck two valuable concepts. One was the role of controlled violence in all sport (and life) and the other, physical explosion in all sports techniques.

In tenth grade, he started at left tackle for the JV team. Halfway through the season, he was the only two-way starter, having taken over the nose guard position. He still had a lot to learn about football, but he hung in there and got better. He continued to throw on track and did pretty well, improving each year. Chuck's acne also got better and he learned how to brush his hair.

That year, at lunch, because of some inexplicable glitch in the space-time continuum, at the little dork group's long lunch table, a group of the pretty girls sat two chairs down from them. This caused great consternation and much discussion amongst the group.

Eventually, things returned to a semblance of normalcy as the guys grew accustomed to the presence of the pretty girls … and their skirts, and their white shirts where you could make out the hazy features of a bra, and their laughs, and their flips of their hair. There was no lack of fantasy material for the group.

One Monday that fall, the seemingly now calmed space-time continuum glitch tore wide open!

The JV football team had a game the past Saturday and won! Chuck had played a solid game and made many tackles. He even knocked the opposing quarterback out of the game. Monday, as the students were being dismissed from lunch, everyone was standing at their chairs, and Elizabeth "Liz" Lobianco, the most popular, and prettiest girl in the pretty girl group, walked over to Chuck, put her hand on his forearm and said, "Chuck that was a great game you played! You were awesome!"

It was almost too much for him! All he saw were beautiful brown eyes, oh those eyes; ruby red lips, a smile, long, flowing, raven black hair and perfect skin. It took a moment to register what she said, and then he felt her touch on his arm! He was wearing a short-sleeve shirt and her hand was touching his arm! Her skin touching his skin! He started to pop a boner almost immediately!

He stammered, tried to be cool, laughed a little and said, "Oh yeah, thanks."

Liz paused for a second, looked him in the eyes and replied, "Sure, you're welcome … anyway, great game." Then it was over. A few of the other pretty girls passed by, each saying "Good game Chuck," one or two touching his arm as well.

Let's take a moment and talk about Liz. She was not a petite girl. She stood five foot five and had some serious curves on her. By ninth grade she had blossomed into young womanhood, practically skipping adolescence all together. She had big, wavy, black hair and natural beauty. What he loved most of all was her hair. It was always wavy and curled at the ends. It seemed to flow everywhere and when she toyed with it, damn! Chuck would walk behind her in ninth grade and watch her almost mid-back hair flounce and her perfect ass keep time with every step she took. In tenth grade, she wore her hair shorter but it was still spectacular! (To get an idea, search for a younger Jennifer Connelly or, better yet, Rachel Ward!)

Where some girls are petit fours or cupcakes, she was a rich devil's food cake with chocolate icing. Truthfully, all the guys thought she was ready for Playboy! Chuck was only one of countless boys who had furiously jacked to some fantasy with Liz as the star! In his mind, she was "Luscious Liz!"

Chuck was now completely in love, or lust, or something. All he knew was that Liz spoke to him in a very positive way. She smiled at him, and actually touched him! Added to that, the other pretty girls knew who he was and also expressed their approval! Fuck! They knew his name!

He knew that somehow, someway, things had changed.

Nothing much else happened that year regarding Liz or the girls. They were plenty nice and cordial, but there was no connection made or interest expressed. Chuck realized that his athletic growth had stimulated Liz's attention. As such, he determined; that logic would stipulate that greater athletic prowess would lead to greater attention from Liz and the other girls.

He became a workout monster, getting stronger and stronger. He worked on his agility and cardio capacity. He kept his hair short and with his mom's help, defeated the acne. That year he was throwing for the Varsity track team. By the end of the school year, more than a few of the B-team of girls at school were hanging around and making their interest known. Chuck figured, hell, ya gotta play some JV before you make the Varsity!

-----Olivia-----

Chuck set his sights on Olivia Young. Olivia was an honor student and in the band, which more than secured her dork qualifications. She was also kind of pretty, maybe the prettiest of the second tier of girls. She used makeup sparingly and her skirt was never rolled up exposing more leg like some of the other girls. She was clean and clear, an actual girl next door type. She carried a little extra weight in the ass and thighs, but it wasn't so bad. Think of that AT&T girl in the commercials. She was also in the same grade as Chuck and to make it even better, they had the same schedule the first three periods of the day. Third period was a study hall with Mrs. Swanson who could care less if any studying was done. Chuck decided to make his move!

The "Spring Fling" was coming up and he decided it was time for him to attend a high school social function … with a date! Chuck waited for the end of the day. Olivia was at her locker, Chuck gathered his stuff up, walked over to Olivia, and just walked on by. He choked.

The next day, he gathered his will and guts, walked over to Olivia, and walked on by. He choked again.

He spoke to his dad about his problem that night and after having to listen to him fucking laugh out loud, heard his dad basically tell him to man up, grow a pair and get the girl.

The next day he made his third attempt, aaaaand, another choke.

He asked his mom what to do and after a half-hour of listening to her carry on about how her baby boy was growing up, she simply said, "Just talk to the girl! Don't try and have your first conversation be you asking for a date. You're in some classes together; ask her if she knows what the homework assignment is! Ask her what she thinks of that one weird teacher the both of you have. Sometimes I don't know about you boys."

Chuck thanked his mom and realized that she was right! The Spring Fling was still weeks away, he had time.

The next day he walked over to Olivia's locker and leaned against the locker next to hers.

Olivia was surprised and smiled at him, "Hey Chuck, what's up? (She snickered) God, what's up Chuck, Up Chuck?!" She followed this comment with a hard giggle.

If Chuck had a dollar for every time … it didn't matter. He liked her giggle and the look on her face. He wanted to kiss her real bad.

"Olivia, did you write down the assignment from science, I forgot."

Her face changed a little, her smile was, well, less smiley. "Sure, I got it right here, just a sec."

She rummaged through her stuff and found her little assignment pad. Even Chuck knew that that was dorky! No one used those things anymore! Well, not no one, Olivia used one!

Chuck took a chance and said, "I like science but I don't think I love it or anything. I kind of have a hard time with it." Olivia lit up! They started talking, really talking. She was great! She offered to help him with his homework. He offered to help her with, well, she was good at all the classes but he liked history so he offered to help with that and she agreed!

For the next two days, they walked together between the classes they shared and, sat next to each other in study hall. Chuck related all this to his mom and looked at her with a questioning look on his face.

"Ask her to the dance, you dummy! She likes you and will say yes! Do you need a wall to fall on you?! I swear, you boys at times …"

As his mom rambled on a little more, Chuck had a newfound appreciation for why his dad married his mom, she was cool!

The next day at school, walking with Olivia to second period, Chuck swallowed hard and said, "Olivia, would you like to go to the Spring Fling with me?"

Olivia stopped dead in her tracks, she stepped back against the lockers with her books cradled in front of her and said, "Yes"

Chuck stepped closer, to get out the other kid's ways and said, "Yes?"

Olivia smiled at him and replied, "Well, yes you dummy! I'm assuming you mean like a date, right? You know, like a girlfriend-boyfriend sort of thing?"

Chuck remained calm although inside the Fourth of July was going off in his gut! "A date? Yes, as a date. You and me, go to the … the … thing … the Spring Fling."

Chuck was on air! Olivia was pretty fucking happy as well. She saw Chuck as someone who was almost in the top tier and considered this a good social move, one she was hoping for. Plus, she liked how he was trimming down and bulking up; she sort of had a thing for muscles. She wondered how strong he really was.

Word got around quickly. The guys were amazed and happy for him. While he wasn't the only "athlete" in their little group; he was the only one with a girlfriend!

That day at lunch everyone was happy. Everyone also noticed that the girls kept looking at Chuck and smiling. At the end of lunch, the space-time continuum took a gut punch, Liz came over to Chuck, put her hand on his arm and said, "I heard you and Olivia are going to the Spring Fling. I think it's great. She's really a nice girl … (then a little slyly) and really pretty too! She would be a fool not to say yes."

Once again Chuck was floored; he actually saw the rip in the space-time continuum! His buddies swore they saw the pocket watch from the Twilight Zone. Ron said he thought they were in an Original Series alternative universe.

He stammered, tried to be cool, laughed a little and said, "Oh yeah, thanks. Olivia, yeah."

The other girls passed by with multiple cutesy, smirky, "Hiiii Chuuuck's.

Soon enough, Chuck found out that having a girlfriend meant spending a lot more time on the phone that he imagined humanly possible. But that was offset by holding hands, kissing, small gifts, kissing … and did I mention kissing? One thing he refused to do, no matter what, was change where he sat at lunch. He told her she could sit with him, but no way was he going to sit with her and her friends. They ate lunch at different tables.

Exactly one week after she agreed to go to the Fling with him, while saying/kissing goodbye behind the dumpster wall behind the school, Olivia slid her hand down and rubbed his hard dick through his pants. Chuck came right then and there. There was no hiding it, Olivia was amazed!

"Did you really just?"

Chuck, through heavy pants as his dick pumped cum replied, "Shit, yes, what did, you expect? No one has ever touched me like that before! You know I always get excited when we kiss. What did you think would happen?"

Olivia gave him a very soft and sexy look, stepped up close to him and put her hand on his hip and asked, "How did it feel?"

Chuck, calmed by her calmness, smiled and said, "It felt really good. Man, I got a mess to take care of. I think I can get to the locker room with no one seeing.

"I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking, I just kind of did it. Should I walk in front of you, maybe block anyone seeing you?"

"Please, let's go."

Chuck got to the locker room, grabbed a quick shower and changed into his spare workout clothes. He put the soiled clothes in his backpack and headed outside where he found Olivia waiting.

"Anyone see you?"

"No, the coast was clear. I got to get to practice."

While walking Olivia to the bike rack; she rode her bike to school. Even Chuck knew that that was dorky! No one rode a bike to school anymore! Well, not no one, Olivia did! Regardless, she commented, "If we're going to do this, we have to plan things out. We just can't hook up by the dumpster." Chuck thought the multi-universe was crashing down on him.

That Friday, Olivia was babysitting at a neighbor's house and she told Chuck to come by at eight.

Chuck was there as the clock struck eight! She took him into the family room and assured him the kids were sound asleep. Chuck was pretty sure she wasn't wearing a bra! They settled on the couch and began a rather heavy make-out session. Chuck was half on top Olivia and slowly moved his hand up to cop a feel. She didn't stop him! Soon he had a wonderful grasp on what turned out to be a nice sized tit. It was great! He squeezed and played with it while they French-kissed each other.

To his amazement, Olivia took his hand and pulled it down to her hip, then directed it under and up her shirt. He now had a handful of real, live, skin on skin tit! He was as hard as he had ever been. His dick was pressing weirdly into his jeans and was starting to hurt! Chuck lifted himself up and off Olivia … he paused … he had pulled his hand off her tit but her shirt had stayed up! Right there, less than a foot away was the real thing!

"Chuck, what are you doing?"

"Oh, yeah, it's just that I have to adjust my prick, it's really hurting!"

"Here, let me."

She scooched up a bit and unsnapped his jeans. She pushed him back a bit and sat up. She pulled down on the zipper and pulled his pants down. She grabbed the waistband of his tented tighties and freed his "prick" from its confines.

"Ooooh Chuck, it's so cool." She started to reach for it …

"No! Don't touch it! (Chuck shifted back) If you do, I swear I'm going to cum!"

"OK, OK, I won't!" Olivia looked around and said, "Come with me."

She led him to the second bathroom, he was half bent over clutching his drawers as they walked. She had him stand at the edge of the bathtub. "You ready?"

"Huh? Yeah?"

Olivia reached 'round, grabbed his dick and started to jerk it.

Chuck shivered and started jetting out shot after shot of his teen-load. He couldn't remember anything that felt so good!

As he slowed down, Olivia slowed her stroking.

"Alrighty! We got that out of the way. How do you feel?"

Chuck had his arm draped over her shoulders and muttered, "Unbelievable, just unbelievable … thanks, Olivia."

Olivia inspected his dick, grabbed some toilet paper and removed the last cum hangers-on for him. "Now, let's get back to the family room. You're not done yet. Take your pants off; it'll be easier for you to walk."

Chuck was on top of the world! A real girl just gave him a handjob and she had more in mind!

If you haven't figured it out by now, Olivia was no virgin, hell, she had already been to band camp three times! She knew how it was the first time and wanted it to be good for Chuck, unlike her first time.

She stood at the couch, lifted her shirt over her head and unbuttoned her pants. Chuck stood in absolute awe. She was amazing! She was taking off her clothes! He was getting hard again!

Olivia peeled her pants and panties down a bit as she kicked off her shoes. She sat back on the couch and said, "Chuck, take my pants the rest of the way off."

Chuck wasted no time! He had those things off her in a flash and his eyes were feasting on a real live pussy! She lifted her right leg on the couch, opening herself to him and beckoned him to join her. Chuck placed himself between her soft creamy thighs and felt his cock rub against her hot spot.

"I … I … don't have any condoms."

"You don't need them, I'm in band, and I'm on the pill. Put it in me."

Chuck leaned forward but had a hard time with the mechanics of all this. If he could only sit back and … yeeouch!

Olivia had grabbed his dick and pulled it to where it needed to go and said, "Now push!"

Chuck pushed, and he was no longer a virgin! Olivia moaned and squirmed under him. He pushed again and felt his dick slide deeper into the girl. Olivia put her hands on his shoulders and said, "Now start, pump it in and out, fuck me!"

After three good strokes, he watched Olivia tip her head back and half yell, "Yesssss!" She shook and exhaled really loud. Chuck thrust again and that was it for him, he came hard into his girlfriend.

The whole thing didn't last more than a minute. Olivia felt real good and Chuck didn't know how he felt. He couldn't collate his thoughts or feelings yet. He knew everything was good and now the naked Olivia was pulling him in for a kiss.

Chuck was more than up for the task, as a matter of fact, he was up for it one more time after that. Turns out, Olivia had a pretty strong sex drive and as far as Chuck was concerned, that was great.

The Spring Fling was a great success, they had a fine time and Olivia ably instructed Chuck on how to dance. Chuck and Olivia spent most of their free time that spring and over most of the summer fucking. Olivia was voracious and the two found time and place opportunities to address their carnal cravings.

Around the start of August, Chuck started to have some doubts about his relationship with Olivia. All the sex was great but it was limited to just fucking. He wanted to try other things. When he brought up oral sex, Olivia crinkled her nose and expressed her disgust. When he tried to go down on her she stopped him and said she didn't think it was right. With the two-week band camp coming up, Chuck decided it would be a good time to break up.

Following his mother's advice, he got Olivia to agree that even if they weren't going to be friends, they could at least be friendly. After all, they still liked each other. To kind of press the point with Olivia, Chuck assured her that what they had been doing was exclusively between them, and he was not one to kiss and tell. Olivia easily saw the inferred threat and readily agreed to the breakup. They remained friendly and Olivia's sexual proclivity remained a secret.

-----A Good Year-----

Chuck threw himself into getting ready for football. His effort, continued strength gain, and speed improvement, along with his explosive violence in the game had him as a favorite to start on the defense as a junior. The first day back at school, at lunch with his not so dorkish anymore group, and the pretty girls at the other end of the table, Chuck started to wonder which girl would be next.

What began that September was a string of 'girlfriends' that totaled out at four by the end of the year. Some put out, some did not. The best was Sharon, a sophomore. She was short, built like a brick shit house, with big black hair who loved to fuck. She shared that she didn't want any commitment and even after they "broke up," asked if they could still hook up. The worst was Joanne, a petite cheerleader who grudgingly gave handjobs but came across as quite mercenary and demanding; definitely a high maintenance girlfriend with little return.

Luscious Liz, on the other hand, seemed to find happiness with a guy named Mark. Mark was a great guy, probably the most handsome guy in their class. He was an extremely talented basketball player and seemingly destined for greatness. Everyone got along with and liked Mark. It was a natural pairing. The best looking and most liked girl and guy in the class were a couple. Chuck was a bit disheartened, his lust-love for Liz never waned but he realized that the Liz-Mark pairing was the end of the line for his desires. Well, what the fuck, right? Chuck knew Mark pretty well and liked him a lot.

He made second-team football all-star that year and during the winter, set the school indoor shot put record. In February, he broke the school records for bench and squat. The afternoon he broke those records, a few people were in the weight room and they all celebrated his accomplishment; testosterone and adrenaline were everywhere. Coach quickly posted the records on the big board in the weight room. Chuck, shirtless, holding his sweats and stuff in his arms walked out of the gym into the hallway near the school entrance as he headed to the Varsity locker room. He looked up and there waiting for the late bus was about twenty kids, many of them girls … and amongst that group, was Liz.

From the back of the group; Arnie, a sometimes track sprinter called out, "Hey Chuck, I hear you're now the strongest guy who ever went to school here!"

Standing at the door to the locker room, Chuck looked at the group who were all now looking at him. He and Liz locked eyes. There was something about the way she looked at him. He had never seen that look before. He smiled at her, glanced at Arnie and while ducking into the locker room said, "Yeah, thanks."

It was during junior year that he and Liz seemed to get a little closer. As luck would have it, they were in a class together. Luckily for Chuck, it was history class, where he could shine! There were two occasions where they were assigned to the same group and it was the second occasion that they worked together on a subtopic. They finished quickly and had time to simply chat. They discussed many things, their likes and dislikes, their religious beliefs, their outlook on school and the future as well as general school-based gossip.

She would ask him his opinion of certain school events the student government was planning and at times, she would walk with him from one hallway to another, just chatting. He watched her and Mark in social situations and something just didn't seem right. She didn't seem to be truthful when she spoke of Mark but Chuck never pried. Their relationship was their business he figured. One thing was certain though; Liz was leaving the dimension of "very pretty" and entering "beautiful."

Liz had grown her hair long again and one day Chuck took a chance. They were walking together as everyone was being dismissed from lunch. She was asking him if the yearbook photographer could get some pictures of the guys in the weight room. Liz was a junior editor and in charge of photos.

Chuck told her when a good time would be and then commented, "Liz, I gotta tell you, I think your hair is too pretty to cut it short. I'm glad you let it get long again."

She stopped and looked at him. It was the same look as that one day after school. This time it was she who stammered. She put her right hand up to her hair and said, "My hair? Yes, I like it longer, thanks. It takes more time …"

Chuck added, "Well, I like it this way, see you later!"

Liz smiled and gave him a little wave.

During exam week at the end of the year, Chuck had finished his two required exams and was heading to the school payphone to call his mom for a ride home, when Liz came around the hallway corner.

"Chuck, you finished?"

Here he was, an accomplished athlete, a good student, well-liked by everyone, strongest guy in the school, projected football captain for next year, and still, she made him weak in the knees, He put on a good front; but, every time he saw her, he was once again a short, fat, pimply, ninth-grader.

"Hey, Liz … yeah, just calling home for a ride."

"I'll give you a ride."

Liz had gotten a real nice used Mazda RX-8 for her birthday and it was, of course, the coolest car at school. "Sure, thanks!"

Getting into the little car was a trifle hard, but once seated, Chuck commented, "Liz, this is one sweet ride!"

"Thanks, it is …"

Once on their way, Liz commented/asked, "So, after running through half the girls in school, do you think you might want to get a long term girlfriend?"

"I don't know, wait, half the girls? (Liz giggled) I just can't wrap my head around all this boyfriend/girlfriend drama. It just seems too overblown. I understand it's all practice for the future and all that, but aren't we supposed to be having a little fun at our age? I mean, hell … sometimes I don't understand people. The other day Kathy started chatting me up, she's cool and nice, so I talked with her. Later, Pat wanted to fight because he said I was hitting on his girlfriend!"

"Oh no, not Pat! You didn't hurt him did you?"

"No, I wouldn't hurt Pat, at least not physically. I told him I was the wrong one to be mad at; he might want to figure out why his 'girlfriend' was talking to me instead of the other way around. Shit, kind of makes me want to try to hit on Kathy."

"You won't though, will you?"

"Nah, she's cute and all, but I question her taste and judgment hanging with Pat!"

Liz laughed out loud over that. They were now on Chuck's street and Liz said, "There are some girls who would love to be your girlfriend, when you're ready, let me know and I'll clue you in."

They were now parked in the driveway of Chuck's house; he looked at her and felt all the old feelings starting to rise. Chuck felt some sort of tension but just figured it was his old insecurities rising to the front. There was only one course to take … he got out of the car and stood looking in the open passenger window, "Thanks for the ride Liz, really cool car. If I decide, I'll let you know. Have a good summer, maybe I'll see you and Mark up at Coach's!"

She smiled, said 'bye-bye' and pulled out.

-----Kelly-----

Kelly Dennison was fifteen-years-old, and a rising Junior at Chuck's school. Simply put, she was hot, very hot! She had a build similar to Liz's but, she was somewhat shorter and her look was different. She had some seriously big hair; it was a curled/perm combination of brunette and blonde. The most striking feature about her though was her eyes. They were a piercing blue and she knew how to use them! She was as girly-girl as a girl could be. Her jeans were tight; her shirts flattered her ample breasts and displayed her cleavage in the most enticing of ways.

It was a midsummer's eve when Chuck and one of his buddies, Jeff, decided to stop at Coach's Custard for a treat.

Coach's was just a drive-in ice cream place and it looked like a throwback to a Fifties drive-in. There were two of them in town and a string of them across the country. Coach's was very popular; "Everybody" was there at one time or another in the summer.

Chuck and Jeff cruised the parking lot in Jeff's 1998 Charger and found a favorable spot. They got their cones and went back to sit on the hood of Jeff's car and watch the action. On the other side of the lot, Kelly and her friend, Leona, were sitting in Leona's Camry enjoying their lemon ices.

Leona had just turned sixteen and her dad bought her the Camry as a gift. Leona wasn't much to look at. As a matter of fact, she was plain homely. What did work for her though was her long, lean body, a killer ass, and a rack any girl would be proud of.

Kelly eyed Chuck as he and his friend got their ice cream and went back to their car.

"Leona, who is that with Chuck Anders?"

"Jeff something-or-another, don't know his last name. Real smart and is on the football team."

"You think he's cute?"

Leona gave it some thought and replied, "Yeah, he'll do."

"You want to be my wing?"

"Wait! Who you moving on, him or Chuck? Cuz, if it is him, I don't …"

"Not him, Chuck. I think it's time I introduced myself."

"I'm sure he knows who you are. I'll try and peel Jeff away."

They drove around and were able to park right next to the guys. They sat still for a minute.

Leona looked at Kelly and snarkled, "You going to get out or do you expect to just attract him as you sit in the car."

With her lemon ice in her hand, she gave Leona the evil eye and got out of the car. She checked herself in the side mirror. Leona got out of the car and Jeff looked their way. Kelly strolled around and up to the guys.

Looking straight at Chuck she said, "Hi guys, pretty busy up here, huh?"

Chuck slid down off the hood and stood right in front of the hot little honey. He knew her name and thought she was hotter than hell.

"Kelly, right? Yeah, we've been having some fun just watching everyone. Did you see those guys from Central earlier?"

"The ones who peeled out and got stopped by the cops right away … God that was hilarious!"

Chuck and Jeff laughed with Kelly … Leona sort of snorted a giggle.

The four of them had a pretty good time. Jeff even found Leona kind of interesting and since he hadn't had any luck at all with girls so far, what the fuck? Right? Leona had wanted a boyfriend pretty bad and Jeff more than filled the bill.

As it got later and he was certain there was a connection with Kelly, Chuck mentioned that a group of them were going to the quarry in two days and asked if the girls wanted to go. Leona, looked directly at Jeff and immediately said yes.

Kelly, with a turn of her shoulder demurely asked Chuck, "So are you asking me out on a swim date?"

Chuck liked that, "Yes I am, you want to go?"

"I want to go with you."

Chuck liked that even more.

Jeff had already decided he would give Leona a try and he readily agreed.

The day arrived, Jeff drove. He picked up Leona, met her parents and then headed to get Chuck. They arrived at Kelly's house and Chuck went to the door to get her. He knew she lived on the right side of the tracks, but damn! This was one fine-looking house. The door was answered by a man who had to be Kelly's dad.

Chuck stuck out his hand and stammered, "Mr. Dennison? I'm Chuck Anders and I'm here to pick up Kelly."

Mr. Dennison took his hand, shook it and, looked over Chuck's shoulder to the car. He brushed past Chuck and went to have a few words with Jeff. Satisfied, he returned to the door and without stopping said, "Yep, nice to meet you, come in."

Mr. Dennison stood in the front room and looked Chuck up and down, "So you're Chuck Anders, I've seen you play. Pretty damn good!"

"Thanks, Mr. Dennison, I've worked really hard …"

He got cut off, "I understand from your friend that you have a license but no car?"

"Yes sir, I would get a job but my practice times …"

He got cut off again, "Here, take my card … Dennison Motors, come see me tomorrow, we'll discuss your practice schedule and your work schedule. Then I have something to show you … you'll like it, a 1986 Bronco. It's been sitting on the lot for six months. You'll use it for work running errands and driving customers, then take it home and use it as you need, it's yours."

"Sir, I … I … I don't know …"

He got cut off, "Don't worry, just beat Bishop Marley this year, you understand?"

"I will give it all I got, sir! What do …"

He got cut off, this time by Kelly and her sweet voice, "Oh daddy, don't pester Chuck. Chuck, I apologize for being tardy, I had to get fixed just right!"

Chuck was stunned, she was gorgeous! She wore a loose swim cover-up, some baggy shorts, and had a beach bag slung over her shoulder. Her hair was sort of up with wispy strands falling along the sides of her face. Again, her eyes were like twinkling lights. Her mom was standing behind her, Chuck thought if Kelly turned out half as fine as her mom!

He started to say hello when he was cut off again, Kelly took him by the arm and swung him toward the door, "Bye Mommy, love you, daddy, see you later, don't know if we'll be home for dinner …"

Chuck found himself heading down the driveway. He stopped cold. Kelly stumbled a bit but held on to his arm. She looked up and said, "Wha…?"

Chuck needed a moment to process everything that just happened. He just got a job and a car, he promised to beat Bishop fucking Marley, and what was probably the hottest piece of pussy in town was on his arm! He thought, "Not too fucking bad for a pimply fat boy!'

-----The Quarry-----

The quarry was cool as shit. It was out near the lake. You drove in and paid admission by the car. The actual quarry was on the left. There were diving boards, big slides, rafts, canoe rentals and spots for "cliff diving." On the right was parking. Further on were playgrounds, picnic areas, concession stands, camping/RV sites, changing rooms and eventually, you reached the beach on the lake.

The girls wanted to set up on the beach while Chuck and Jeff wanted to hit the quarry. The girls said they would be fine and happy hanging at the beach until they were done playing. Chuck and Jeff helped the girls get set up. Just before leaving for the quarry, the girls removed their covers.

Leona went first and both guys were amazed at the body she displayed! Long legs, a prominent gap, and mound! Her stomach was taut and her tits, while not huge or anything, were real nice. She placed her right hand against her head, threw her left hip out and placed her left hand on it, striking a rather goofy pose. Still, her body was a killer. Jeff began to seriously calculate the mediocre face and odd personality versus dynamite body factors. He looked at Chuck who knew what he was thinking quietly said, "We'll talk later."

Kelly was laughing with Leona and commented, "Oh Leona! I love that bikini, it is sooooo flattering!"

Kelly unbuttoned her cover, dropped her baggy shorts and then let the cover slide off her shoulders. She kept her eyes on Chuck the entire time. Chuck was floored! Jeff's mouth hung open and Leona giggled at the two boys.

Kelly was wearing a one-piece bathing suit the type of which neither boy had ever seen. The bottom had a severe French cut up the sides, the rear was almost a thong, held by a string around her waist and, the front cupped her pussy. From there, the suit rose in two swaths covering each breast and hooked around her neck like a halter. They were looking at their first "Slingshot."

Kelly looked at Chuck staring at her and added some flair as she lowered herself to the beach blanket on her knees, "You like this suit don't you?"

Chuck stammered out a "Yes."

Joined by Leona and starting to lie down, Kelly said, "You two don't take too long playing in the quarry. Bring us something cold to drink when you come back and then we'll go for a swim."

The guys backed away, turned and headed to the quarry.

"Chuck, did you see that? I have never seen anything like that suit before. Oh my fucking God!"

"Nope, never have! Can you believe how built she is? My lord, I want to eat her alive!"

"I bet you do, I bet you do!"

The guys were at the first rock diving spot and took to enjoying all the quarry's activities.

After forty-five minutes they were pretty worn.

"Let's go Jeff, I think I need to see Kelly. Let me tell you, Leona is a bit goofy but she's not all that bad. Ya know; you could do a whole lot worse."

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking. She's got some real nice tits and shit, I'm a whole lot goofier than her."

"So, what you figure?"

"About a one-to-one on face versus body, the personality isn't too bad, don't know, maybe a toss-up. Tell you what, if she puts out at all, I'll hang with her."

"Good for you man, good for you!"

Taking a swim with Kelly was one of the most erotic things Chuck ever experienced! She claimed not to be able to swim and had Chuck hold her as soon as they were waist-deep. A little further, she slid herself in front of him, her arms around his neck, him holding her back and legs. He dipped back into the water and they floated, Kelly on top, snuggled into him. She started kissing his neck and face. Soon they were making out and Kelly was writhing around in his arms.

She loosened on his neck and shifted to being more on her back. This move caused Chuck's to slide his hand around and up, right onto her tit! 'Jesus Christ!' he thought, 'second base on the first date!'

That didn't last for long. Kelly slid out of his hold and pressed herself against his body. She slid to the side moving one arm around his back and reached down inside his shorts to grab hold of his dick. She smiled, giggled, and started to stroke him.

As she pushed down the front of his shorts, freeing his dick, she put her lips by his ear and with the sultriest voice he ever heard, she said, "Go ahead big boy, I'm going to jack you until you cum. Let it go!"

It didn't take long before her gentle wanking achieved its goal and Chuck came in five feet of water with over a hundred people nearby, including Leona and Jeff who knew exactly what was going on.

Kelly sexily commented, "I've always believed that a girlfriend has to make sure her boyfriend is completely relieved and satisfied. All you have to do is let me know when you need me. To the same extent, when I need you, you need to take care of me. Deal?"

"Oh yes, it's a deal!"

The two hugged and kissed, not caring who saw them.

Up the beach, near the path to the quarry, someone did see them, Liz. She was at the quarry with Mark and his parents. They had come for a picnic. Liz thought she saw Chuck and his buddy Jeff as they walked by the picnic area heading to the beach from the quarry. Liz excused herself and headed to the restrooms but once out of sight diverted to the concessions. She was going to say "hi" but stopped when she saw they bought four drinks at the concession stand. She hung back a bit and watched them meet up with two girls on the beach. She started back to the picnic area but for some reason, changed her mind. She stood out of sight and watched them. She knew that the girl with Chuck was that pretty girl Kelly, but didn't know Jeff's date.

She watched them in the water and was pretty sure Kelly gave Chuck a handjob while they were floating around necking. Liz found herself strangely turned on by what she observed. She wasn't sure what she felt; when they started back to the beach, all she knew was that she didn't want to be seen. She trotted back to the picnic area where Mark waited for her with his parents.

Now let me explain something. Mark was the nicest, greatest guy you would ever meet. He was an all-star athlete, had Hollywood looks, and deep inside, was very religious. He felt he had a calling but wasn't sure. He had considered it but figured it was just a phase or something. He chatted with Father Mike about his feelings and was advised to carry on as a regular high school guy and see how he felt after graduation.

Mark decided that having a girlfriend would settle the issue for him. A couple of buddies told him to ask Liz out and he did. She agreed and everyone just figured they were perfect for each other. No girl ever came on to Mark and no guy ever hit on Liz once they were a couple. At first, Liz was quite happy, Mark was a great guy and hotter than hell! Her parents loved him and his parents loved her. They were the perfect couple! As he dated Liz, Mark was starting to realize that he was more than likely cut out for the Priesthood.

Over time, Liz couldn't understand how Mark could be satisfied with simple hand-holding and chaste little kisses. She felt unwanted. She began to doubt herself. Dates for her had been few and far between in high school. The real answer was unseen to her; most of the boys saw her as out of their league! She was turned off by the older guys who hit on her. She figured there must be something wrong with them for wanting a younger, and sometimes, much younger girlfriend!

She also considered that maybe Mark was in the closet, but that didn't seem likely. She thought that maybe he was shy and unsure. Liz tested this by being a bit more aggressive but he didn't respond. Eventually, she decided to not over think things and let it all take its natural course and see what developed. After all, he was a great guy.

That day at the quarry, watching Chuck and that Kelly girl, had for some reason, gotten to Liz. Even watching Jeff and whoever that girl he was with bothered her. That girl was no way even close to her in looks but Jeff was paying her a lot of attention and was obviously making a strong play for her favors.

Liz was quiet during their little picnic. Mark's mother suggested that the kids go to the concession stand and get some ice cream, maybe take a walk on the beach. Mark was all for it and Liz went along, just to do something. As they neared the concession, they spotted Chuck, Kelly, Jeff, and Leona sitting at a picnic table enjoying some ice cream. Chuck spotted the couple and invited them to join the group at the table. Mark happily agreed, while Liz, for some reason, felt her insides sag.

Liz thought, 'Of course Mark would agree. Everyone likes Mark and Mark likes everyone.' Then there was Chuck, the little fat kid with a bad complexion in ninth grade. God how he had changed! From the first day of high school, she had some sort of strange feeling about him. She knew he liked her and was pleased with his awkward but cute behaviors around her. Hell, it was her idea that her little group sit at his table. Now, here he was; an up and coming all-star athlete, popular with the girls, and obviously enjoying the company of one very hot, rising Junior.

Liz sat with the group as Mark got their ice cream. She eyed the others' treats and thought, 'This won't be too bad.' Looking at Kelly's bowl she thought, 'Man, I would kill for some of that mint-chocolate chip!'

Kelly, reading her thoughts, seductively placed a spoonful of the tasty treat in her mouth and ever so slowly pulled the plastic spoon out and past her succulent red lips while eying Liz. Kelly asked, "So Liz, how do you think the yearbook will be this year? You ready to take over?"

Liz paused and replied, "Kelly, right? Well, Kelly, I think we're in pretty good shape. All the section people are very good and Johnny is one great photographer. (Johnny was the most flamboyant gay student at school and also had the finest eye for imaging imaginable!) I feel really good about having Kathy as the Vice Editor, she'll be great!"

Kelly knew Kathy Sycamore all too well. They had gone to grammar school together and over the years had competed for the attention of the boys. The problem for Kelly was that Kathy was really and truly a good person. Kelly knew that Kathy hadn't put out all the way yet and had only had gone so far as to giving some handjobs, while she had been giving selective blowjobs since the seventh grade and had put out for two boys already. Regarding herself, Kelly was well aware that she also had a mean streak and had to work hard to keep it under control.

Mark returned with two small bowls of vanilla ice cream with some chocolate sprinkles. "Here honey, I thought we would splurge with some sprinkles!"

Liz took the offered bowl and politely thanked Mark.

Kelly watched Liz as she played a little with her uninspired treat and then continued their conversation, "Kathy is a wonderful girl and will do a great job!" she quickly turned to Mark and asked, "Mark, how will the basketball team do this year?"

This was just the sort of question that would get Mark talking. He went on for a good ten minutes and had everyone's attention; except for Liz and Kelly; their thoughts were elsewhere even though they appeared to be very interested in what Mark was saying.

At first, Kelly was concerned that Kathy would limit her appearances in the yearbook and certainly that would not be a good thing. Kelly glanced at Liz and decided that she had to win Liz over to assure herself of proper yearbook exposure. Kelly also noticed that Liz would look at Mark and then shift her eyes to Chuck. Something changed in Liz's countenance when she looked at Chuck. Kelly couldn't figure out what was happening but she knew something was up. Another thing Kelly sensed was that Liz did not seem happy. She was perplexed by that.

Liz heard Mark talking; she had heard it all before. Mark never looked at her when he was going on like this, Liz glanced around the table and tried not to look at Chuck but, she couldn't help herself. He was listening intently to Mark. His face had become much more defined, handsome in a nice way. Gone was all the roundness and acne. His hair was still unruly, but it added to his attractiveness. As Chuck leaned forward, Liz could make out the definition of his shoulder muscles and his large arms. She felt a slight quiver run through her.

Liz shook it off and glanced around the table, Jeff and his girl Leona were sitting close together and listening to Mark. Liz shifted her eyes to Kelly; she could swear Kelly had just been looking at her. Kelly wrapped her arms around Chuck's arm and rested her head against his shoulder. It was a simple display but it was a gut punch for Liz. Unreasoned jealousy ripped through her and it was all she could do to contain herself.

After a while, Liz quietly signaled Mark and they excused themselves to head back to the picnic area. Chuck, Kelly, Jeff, and Leona went back to the beach and before long were heading home. In the back seat of Jeff's car, Kelly slipped her hand in Chuck's shorts and gently played with his dick. She never took it too far; she edged him a couple of times but made sure to keep him from getting too close. Once they pulled up to her house, Chuck walked her to the door where they shared a nice kiss. Kelly pulled herself up to his ear while placing her hand on his crotch and whispered, "I want you to think about me later, no … call me later and talk to me, I'll join you!"

Chuck pulled back and said, "Damn girl! You sure?"

Kelly coyly turned, opened the door, and replied as she was heading inside, "Eight, call me at eight."

As he awkwardly made his way to the car, he heard Kelly's dad call out his name. He quickly turned so that he wasn't in profile for too long and saw Mr. Dennison at the open door.

"Yes, sir?"

"Come by the lot tomorrow and we'll get everything set up."

"I have the weight room from eight to ten, would ten-thirty be good?"

"Damn boy, nothing gets in the way of lifting or practice! Ten-thirty is fine, see you then!"

Chuck clambered into the back seat and started to ask, "Hey Jeff …?"

Jeff cut him off, "I got ya covered, man."

-----Phone Sex-----

Once home, Chuck greeted his parents and hurried upstairs to catch a shower. In the process, he took time to stroke himself to a very satisfying climax as he showered. At dinner, he told his parents all about Mr. Dennison's job and car offer. His mom was somewhat leery but his dad understood exactly what was happening. He explained to Chuck the perks of being an athlete in their town. In this case, a successful businessman and community leader was also an alumnus of his school (Our Sacred Heart of Our Holy Host High School - good ol' OSHOHHHS, commonly called "The Host") and he was going to take care of an up-and-coming athlete who was also dating his daughter. He assured Chuck that everything was fine. No one would say anything.

At eight o'clock, Chuck was in his bedroom, lying on his bed, naked as the day he was born, with his phone in his left hand and his dick in his right. Kelly's number was ringing.

"Chuck?"

"Yeah, it's me … so why did you want me to call?"

"First you tell me why you called?"

"You kidding me, girl? You were killing me! All the way home you played with my dick and got me all hard but wouldn't get me off!"

"I love playing with your dick, mmmmmmm, I wish I could right now. You silly boy, you know we couldn't make a mess in Jeff's nice car."

"You're right, that would have been uncool. So what are you going to do about this?"

"Do about what?"

"Shit Kelly, I'm lying here with a raging hard-on because you're so damn sexy and have me all worked up!"

"So it's hard, right now? Did you stroke it and think of me? You think I'm sexy?"

"Of course I think you're sexy! Shit, I been stroking it and yes, I'm thinking of you, I can only think of you … you're so beautiful (Chuck started to slide his hand up and down his seven-inch, thick, schlong.) So sexy, your tits, legs, hair, and your face, mmmmmmmm …"

"Slow down, I have to put the phone down for a moment, just hang on!"

Kelly was lying sideways on her bed, wearing only a half tank top, a pair of light sweats and a flimsy pair of panties. She put the phone down, quickly stripped her clothes off, fluffed her pillows and laid back on the bed with her knees up and spread. She held the phone in her left hand and placed her right hand on her soft stomach.

Kelly looked fucking hot! Fifteen-years-old, soft and built, a genuine girly-girl! Her round tits sat high on her chest, gravity spreading them ever so slightly. Her stomach was flat and down below, a prominent mound rose above voluptuous hips and thighs. Kelly didn't work out but nature had been very generous to her.

Kelly replied, more subtle this time, her voice a whisper, "Okay, I'm back … you haven't started without me have you?"

Chuck was still feeling pretty excited. Shit, nothing like this had ever happened to him before! "No, I'm pretty damn ready, how about you? What are you wearing?"

"I was wearing a small top, some cute sweat pants, and a little tiny pair of panties, tee-hee."

"Was?"

"Oh yeah, not anymore, purrrrrr. now I'm not wearing a thing, lying back on my soft bed, playing with my tits as I talk to you."

"Oh God, Kelly … ngghh … so fucking hot."

"Hold on babe, slow down, we're going to do this together … let go of your dick."

'Huh?"

"Let go of your dick, play with your balls and then caress your thigh. Don't touch your dick; every now and then switch hands, you hear me, babe?"

"Sure, alright, I'm doing what you said."

"Good, now you let me catch up. I'm squeezing my tits and using my thumb to play with my nipples … oooooh; that feels nice. I can feel it all the way down to my pussy."

"Jesus Kelly! I'm dying here."

The sound of Kelly's voice turned to more of a sensual purr than a whisper, "Mmmmmmm, I'm rubbing my pussy now, I can feel it already getting wet and hot. I'm running a finger through my lips … oooooh … it tastes sooooo gooood."

"Oh god Kelly, I want to taste you!"

"You do? Oh, you bad boy! Do you want to go down on me?"

"Kelly I want you to sit on my face and ride me like a rocking horse! I want to lick your pussy, suck on your clit; I want you to come all over my face!"

Except for hearing Kelly's soft moans, Chuck heard nothing.

Quietly now, "Kelly, you still there?"

"Oh, fuck yes I'm still … here … mmmmmph, Jesus, that feels good!"

"What? Tell me, what feels good?"

"I got two fingers in my pussy and I just started to … mmmmmph, aaah … aw god! Chuck! Jerk it, jerk your dick for me, jerk it, Chuck!"

"I am Kelly, oh God. I'm jerking off for you!"

"My fingers are your dick! I want you to fuck me, Chuck! Pleeease fuck me!"

"I am Kelly, I'm shoving it deep inside you, I'm fucking you! Aaaaaah!"

When Kelly heard Chuck cum she rammed her fingers deep inside and came all over them.

"Oh, Chuck! Yes! Oh! Oh! Yes!! Aaaah, Chuck I came, I came for you. Ooooooooooh."

The two teens listened to each other as their breathing returned to normal.

Chuck spoke first, "Kelly, you there babe? I mean, wow! Holy fuck! I never came like that before!"

"Giggle, Never? Even with a girl, even fucking?"

"Never, I mean never. We gotta get together, I mean holy shit!"

"Maaaaybe Saturday night? My parents are going to some big charity thing. I'll ask if you can come over to keep me safe."

"They'll just let me come over with no one there but us?"

"Why sure silly!"

"Interesting, anyway, I'll call you tomorrow after work."

"Oh yeah, call me after work, then come over and give me a ride in the new car! I may have something for you too!"

"Yeah, sure … the car, the Bronco, I forgot about that … see what you do to me?!"

"You're too sweet. See you tomorrow! Bye-bye!"

Kelly hung up before Chuck could respond. He cleaned things up, especially his belly, got dressed and went downstairs for a drink. His dad was watching a ballgame so he joined him. They had a nice chat about all sorts of things. His dad made it clear that the Dennison connection would be a good thing for Chuck and he better not blow it.

Chuck thought, 'Someone is going to blow someone tomorrow!'

-----Kelly Goes For A Ride-----

The next day, his workout was great, work was a bit confusing but Chuck got the hang of it. Everyone there knew the deal and Chuck was treated very well. The Bronco was old but in good shape. He enjoyed driving it. After work, he drove to the Dennison's and picked up Kelly. She was wearing tight blue Capris and a print halter top. Chuck had a tough time driving what with her legs everywhere; shit, her tits were shaking till the middle of the night!

Kelly directed him to a secluded parking lot in Roosevelt Park.

Chuck looked at her and commented, "You've been here before?"

"No, Leona told me about it. Her older brother used to bring girls here."

"How the hell does she know?"

"Leona and her brother are very close, they share a whole lot."

Kelly and Chuck were moving closer to each other on the front bench seat.

"They share a whole lot? Sounds kind of …"

"Freaky? Yeah, I know, I can't swear to it but I think …"

"Damn! Enough of that, I don't want to think about it. We'll have more room in the back seat, get this stick shift out of the way."

Kelly giggled and quickly moved to the passenger door, "Beat you there!"

That was fine with Chuck. This girl may have been aggressive, but he had some reasonable experience under his belt and had something in mind. As soon as Kelly was out the door he pulled the front seat up as far as it would go before he exited the driver side and circled behind the car. He entered the rear through the passenger-side door and had to kind of hip push the giggling Kelly to the middle of the seat.

Chuck shifted to face her and awkwardly positioned himself between her legs.

She wore the cutest and most devilish smile on her face as she commented, "Well I certainly like this positioning!"

She pulled him in for a kiss while lifting her knees alongside his waist. The girlish smile left her face as she pulled him in.

Chuck gladly joined in and quickly the two were French kissing while their hands roamed over the other's body. Kelly didn't notice, but Chuck's hands had made their way down to her waist and his fingers were starting to hook the top of her shorts. He shifted his arms, lifted himself a bit, and started to pull her capris and panties down.

Kelly broke their kiss and squealed, "Chuck! You bad boy! What are you trying to do?!"

She did nothing to stop him and even lifted her butt enough for him to get her bottoms down to her thighs. He leaned back as far as he could and lifted her legs up in front of him. Off went the capris and panties in no time!

Kelly paused, expecting him to start undoing his pants but was surprised when he lifted her by the waist and laid her back away from him. He dropped his head to her tummy and started to kiss around her navel. Kelly had her hands on his head and started to softly repeat, "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Kelly had been around the block a couple of times but never had anyone, anyone at all, done to her what she was pretty sure Chuck was about to do to her. She had never been more excited and scared at the same time before! She worried that she wasn't clean enough, although her personal hygiene was impeccable. She had been fingered before but, no boy had ever used his mouth before! She prayed that her pussy would be perfectly pretty and sexy for him. She was just about to stop him when she felt it! His warm breath was on her as he started to kiss her pussy. Her hips jerked and she had a little jolt of joy shoot through her.

Chuck was very pleased! Her body looked, felt, and tasted just as he imagined. Her pussy looked like two little soft pillows covered with light brunette down. As he kissed her muffin, he picked up the heady aroma of her womanhood. He couldn't describe it but his mind pulled up a memory from the previous summer when his parents let him have a glass of mulled sangria. Kelly didn't taste like sangria but rather, the headiness and richness of her pussy was familiar.

He started to probe her slit with his tongue and her hips jerked. She let out a short "Ah!" and he knew he was in the gold! She was tart and getting tarter! He dove in and began to tongue through her outer labia while spreading her legs wider with his hands. Her dark pink inner labia were now exposed to him and he gently sucked on each delicate, pussy, angel wing.

Kelly was squirming as Chuck orally penetrated her pussy. His tongue was moving up and down her slit as it moved deeper inside her. Soon his tongue was pushing its way into her cunt as his upper lip and gum rubbed on her clit. The jolts were coming faster and faster! She had never experienced anything like this before. Her hips were rolling her pussy harder onto his face as she tried to take in more of his tongue.

Kelly couldn't take any more. She crunched, grabbed his head, pulling it into her as she gritted her teeth and came like never before! Her previous quick little "Ahs" got louder and more sustained until they became one long, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" She shivered and felt her pussy explode in pleasure. Waves of pleasure coursed upwards through her body. It felt like her head would explode!

Chuck's head was pinned between her silky thighs. He wasn't stuck but he liked the feeling of her thighs holding his head as her pussy jerked out her climaxes on his mouth and face! He had never seen anyone cum with quite so much gusto! He lapped up as much of her juice as he could and swallowed deeply. He smeared his face into her soft, plushy, pussy which resulted in Kelly jerking out one last spasm on his face.

Kelly pushed his head away as she rolled her hips back. She stopped breathing for a moment and started to pant to catch her breath. She pulled his head up and tried to say his name but could only repeatedly pant "Chu … chu … chu …"

Chuck laughed a little. He was pretty fucking proud of himself. He made her cum like a freight train and now she could barely speak! She was still pulling him up so he went with it and planted a wet, mushy kiss on her. Kelly jerked a bit and tried to pull away but Chuck wouldn't let her. The heady tartness surprised her and for a moment, repulsed her. It was only Chuck's aggressiveness with his kiss that kept her lips locked on his and her tongue tangled with his.

Eventually, they broke their kiss and Chuck rested his chin in the valley between her two firm tits. He snuggled in a bit and Kelly giggled.

"You like it there, don't you?"

"Hell yeah, I like it here. To tell the truth though, not as much as down there!"

Chuck pressed between her legs for emphasis.

"That was amazing! No one has ever gone down on me before. I think you made a big mistake mister! I'm going to need to be eaten out regularly!"

"Damn Kelly, your pussy is so fine I'll gladly be your muff diver!"

Kelly smiled at Chuck and felt herself start to fall in love a little bit. She quickly corrected her feelings by thinking, 'I'm falling in love with him eating me out!'

Kelly started to sidle a bit away from the seat back and instructed, "Rise up a bit and lets switch spots. You need some attention!"

"I thought maybe we could just …"

"No way, big boy! Our first time will be in my bed, not in the back seat of a car!"

Chuck took a millisecond to think it over, and quickly replied, "Yes ma'am!" and spun the both of them so that Kelly was planted on her knees next to his legs. He made short order of his shoes, socks, pants, and briefs. He swung his leg over her head and Kelly ended up with his thick seven-inches in her face.

As she took his dick into her hands she exclaimed, "Oh my, now this is what I was talking about!"

Without so much as a howdy-do, she sucked his dick into her mouth and began to deliver one of the finest blowjobs Chuck had ever had. She worked both her hands on his shaft, she made sure he was plenty lubricated, she used her tongue as if his cock were a melting ice cream cone; simply put, she was quite the fellatio artiste!

Kelly shifted so her right arm was on top of his thigh and she could hold his dick with her hand while her left hand cradled and fondled his balls as she sucked his dick. Kelly's head bobbed up and down, her mouth arduously sucking his shaft, her tongue swirling the head of his dick on the up-suck, her hand jerking him in synch with her mouth and her other hand fondling his balls. Chuck had never felt so much at one time!

It didn't take long, his breathing deepened and faltered, he moaned in agonized pleasure. He felt his thighs flex and relax in time with her sucks, his gut tightened; he held his breath and arched!

"Oh shit, Kelly, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"

Kelly moved up on his dick, sealing her lips under the head and started to vigorously jerk him with her hand.

Chuck exhaled an impassioned, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!" as he came. Load after load erupted into Kelly's waiting mouth. She sucked and swallowed as Chuck came. She slowed only once to catch her breath but never stopped taking all he had to offer.

Eventually, as Chuck slowed, Kelly shifted to a more gentle stroke and suck. When he knew he was done; Chuck softly stroked her hair. Kelly purred her contentment as she let his softening dick slip from her lips. She cleared her mouth and gazed up at her boyfriend. Chuck was looking at her and he smiled his happiness.

"Damn, Kelly, that was awesome!"

"Best ever, huh?"

"Best ever! You're an artist!"

"You're not so bad yourself big boy!"

Chuck pulled Kelly up onto him and slyly said, "I think we have some time if …"

With a laugh, Kelly jokingly slapped him and said, "No! Not now, tomorrow night though. You do that for me again and I promise you; you'll have the time of your life!"

Chuck hugged her closer and said, "OK then, tomorrow night."

Kelly whispered, "Seven, be at my house at seven."

Chuck dropped Kelly off and made his way home. He ran into the house calling for his mom to come see the Bronco. His mom, still uncertain about everything, eyed it from the window and commented that it suited him. A short while later, his dad got home and he took a ride with Chuck. He couldn't help but notice that there was a bit of a familiar "aroma" in the vehicle but made no mention of it although he was very pleased with his son! He whole-heartedly approved of the Bronco. He commented to Chuck that if he was going to play college ball, such perks would get nicer. He added that he should get an air freshener for the car.

Chuck couldn't imagine how the perks could get better but, his dad hadn't been wrong yet. Maybe he needed to work harder at football!

Saturday morning, Chuck went up to school and put in what was probably his hardest lifting workout ever. Even his coach mentioned that something had lit a real fire under his ass.

Chuck glanced at him with a smirk and commented, "Nothing to do with my ass coach!"

Coach laughed and looked Chuck in the eye, "Getting some sweet tail is nice. Don't let it get to you though. You got bigger and better things to get after! With a break or two, you'll be getting out of this town and onto something bigger, and nicer. You hear me?"

"Yeah coach, I understand. My dad pretty much told me that yesterday. I figure I have to work harder at everything if I want to get somewhere."

-----Inexplicable Angry Sex-----

After the weight room, Chuck showered and went to the dealership; where he put in a good five hour day. Things were busy and the time flew by. He enjoyed hanging with the mechanics at lunch and feeling like he was a part of the work crew. At home he showered again, joined his parents for dinner and at seven sharp, he was knocking at Kelly's door. Kelly greeted him wearing some sandals, a tiny pair of Daisy Dukes and, a frilly pink t-shirt with some Disney reference printed on it.

Chuck might have known the reference except his eyes were drawn to the two, firm tits challenging the structural integrity of the garment. Only Chuck's eyes moved as he took in the vision in front of him.

Kelly giggled at her boyfriend and grabbed his arm, pulling him in the door. "Don't just stand there, come in and protect me!"

Kelly was more than ready for Chuck's arrival! After the previous day's encounter, she had been hornier than hell for some male attention. It seemed as though her pussy had a mind of its own. She had rubbed out a quick one after she got back from the ride with Chuck, then spent the early part of the evening luxuriating in a lavender-scented bubble bath where she edged herself for a good half hour. Before the bath she carefully shaved her pussy, leaving a tight, neatly trimmed, heart-shaped patch just above her slit. That little heart was for Chuck! Once back in her room, she dried off, climbed on her girly-girl bed, lay on her back and spread her legs.

Her left hand caressed her firm mammary mounds, pinching and tugging her already erect nipples. The effect added to her excitement making her quietly moan with pleasure. She was rubbing her soft tummy with her right hand, making slow circles while playing with her tits. Slowly her hand caressed its way down to her aching pussy. As her fingertips brushed past her clit, her first orgasm of the night hit her. Her hips suddenly bucked, her pussy juiced, her back arched and, she let out the sweetest "ah!" you ever heard. With her eyes rolled back, still slightly arched, she circled her hand around her clit. Whenever it hit home, another jolt coursed through her teen body.

Kelly was ready and she moved her left hand to the inside of her thigh as she focused her right hand on her clit. At the perfect moment, she drove her left index and middle finger deep into her steaming cunt as she pinched her clit between the same fingers on her right hand. She arched and rolled over, burying her face in her pillow as she released a controlled orgasmic scream, hoping her parents wouldn't hear.

She rode her hands with her ass in the air as multiple climaxes hit her young body. She lost count and all sense of time. All she knew was that she came to her senses on her knees, face planted in her pillow and her ass high in the air. She needed to catch her breath and she lolled to her side.

She had gotten the relief she needed to hold her over until the next day. By the time Chuck arrived, she had already been playing with herself and was one on-fire piece of teenage pussy!

Chuck was pulled in the door and immediately his mouth was attacked by Kelly's lips. She hung on him and passionately kissed him as she ground herself into him. Chuck fell back a bit against the door. He started to move his hands across her body as she kissed him harder and started to dry hump his thigh. Chuck had one hand firmly on her ass and the other on her lower back as he held her tighter and kissed her harder.

Kelly had accomplished what she wanted! She felt Chuck's cock harden and grow in response to her intense greeting. She broke the kiss and placed a hand on the prominent bulge in Chuck's pants. Before he could speak, she dropped to her knees in front of him started to undo his pants.

"Ooooh Kelly, not here; the front hallway?"

Kelly looked up at him with a hunger in her eyes, "Oh yes, right here (she had his pants down and was fishing his cock out of this boxers,) right in the hallway!"

That was the last she spoke as she sucked him in her mouth. She held his dick in her right hand and jerked it with a twisty stroke maneuver. Her left hand was playing with his ass, which was great for her, she loved his ass! Kelly made a point in giving him a loud, slurpy, active blowjob. She "yummed" and "aahed" as she sucked him. At one point, she pulled off and while jerking his cock, laying it on her cheek, she said, "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to swallow everything you shoot! Give it to me, Chuck! Give me …" She couldn't wait, she stopped talking and sucked him in again.

Kelly started to play with his balls while sucking his dick and then made eye contact with him while having him stuffed in her mouth. That did it for Chuck! His knees bent a bit, he grabbed the back of Kelly's head and shoved as much as he could in her mouth, and almost getting the head of his cock into her throat; he came. It was glorious! It was righteous! The pleasure shot from his dick and the ecstasy emanated throughout his body.

He watched as she continued to suck him as she swallowed his baby juice. She was gulping, sucking and slurping as he pulsed his cum into her eager mouth. Chuck started to slow and as if on cue, Kelly eased off and started to give his cock a luxurious tongue wash. She gently licked and kissed his cock as he softened. She propped his waning cock up with two fingers while she kissed the head and sought out any remaining pearls for her sexual hunger.

Chuck still had his hand on her head and softly caressed her hair. He contentedly sighed and said, "That was fucking unbelievable. I didn't know how much I needed that!"

Kelly looked up, girlishly giggled and sweetly said, "I loved it! We have so much more to do. I want it all! There's no stopping us tonight!"

After a pause to lovingly kiss his cock one more time, she stood and with her hand holding his cock, said, "Kick off those clothes! You need some time in the Jacuzzi!"

Chuck didn't need to be told twice. He stripped right there, at the front door with Kelly watching him. He gathered his clothes and followed as she led him, cock in hand once again, to the back of the house.

Once on the secluded back patio, she nodded to a chair and said, "Drop your stuff there. Give me a sec."

Kelly wrapped her hair up into a high ponytail and censured it with a tie. Chuck dropped his clothes and watched as Kelly then made a show of unzipping her shorts and wriggling out of them. She wore a pair of soft lavender colored satin panties that were like a second skin on her prominent pussy. She cross-armed peeled her shirt up and off. Her bra matched her panties. She smiled at Chuck and did a little turn while giggling like a little girl. She stopped, bent forward while straightening her legs and watched Chuck as she peeled her panties down and off. The bra had a front clasp and Kelly put on one erotic show removing that wisp of a garment.

Chuck was hard as steel! His cock was up and ready!

"You liked that! My, my, you certainly are excited! C'mon, let's get in and fool around!"

The Jacuzzi was already running and Kelly slipped in. Chuck enjoyed watching Kelly get in the Jacuzzi. When she lifted her leg over the edge she provided him with a full spread beaver shot. God did it look inviting. The Jacuzzi was also inviting. Chuck had had a full day and regardless of how good the blow job was, he still felt kind of tense and stiff, just like his cock he thought, as he slid in the warm bubbling water with a meaningful, "Aaaaah."

Kelly enjoyed watching Chuck as his big hard dick bobbed and swayed as he walked towards the Jacuzzi. All she could think was, 'It's mine, that big cock is mine to do with as I please, all mine! (with a smug thought she was surprised when she added to her thought) and not Liz's!' She came out of her reverie when she heard Chuck moan his approval as he slid into the water.

She then realized that while she had been on sitting her bed playing with her pussy most of the day, he had been working out and working! "Oh, Chuck! Sit down over here; let me give you a massage!"

Chuck wanted to finger her pussy but the offered massage was too good to pass up.

He slid over and she directed him to turn his back to her. She settled in behind him and pressed her tits into his back as her hands started to knead his shoulders and neck. She wasn't very strong but, what she did worked well enough to relax Chuck's tenseness as well as his hard-on.

Kelly wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked her feet down inside his thighs. She spread his legs and, as she worked his shoulders and neck, she caressed his legs with her feet. Slowly her feet moved further up until they were playing with his package.

After feeling him get hard again and his breathing relaxing, she leaned forward and sensuously asked, "How are you feeling? You ready to get out of the water?"

"Oh yeah, I feel real good now. Any longer and we'll get pruney!"

Kelly giggled, lifted herself out of the Jacuzzi, grabbed a towel and started to dry Chuck off as soon as he was out of the tub. Of course, she spent a fair amount of time paying attention to his cock, even giving it a kiss when she was done. Chuck grabbed the other towel and dried her off. This was his first chance to get a good look at her and, what he saw was the stuff wet dreams are made of!

Kelly had an almost perfect hourglass shape. She was soft but not overweight, trim but not skinny, firm but not athletic, and much to his liking, she had some big ol' tiddies!

They were standing just outside the open sliders to the family room. Chuck glanced around and suggested, "Maybe we should head over to the couch."

Kelly made a face, giggled and said, "No silly, tee-hee, we're going to my room, I love my bed. I never had a boy up there before!" Kelly wanted to get eaten again but, she really wanted to seal the deal with Chuck through a good old fashioned fucking!

Chuck liked her giggle; he liked the faces she made. He thought she was cute and sweet as well as being so fucking hot. Shit, her cuteness made her hotter! She took his hand and led him up the stairs to her bedroom. Chuck would have gladly followed her to the laundry room if that was what she wanted!

As they entered her room, Chuck was assaulted by every possible shade of pink, a plethora of lace and frills, and a veritable menagerie of stuffed animals. Once the shock wore off, he thought it was all a bit too much! This moment passed quickly though when Kelly took him by the cock and led him to the bed.

She purred up to him, softly stroking his cock, "I've been waiting too long for this. I've wanted you to fuck me silly since that night at Coach's. (She slowly sat on the bed and started to move back, her hand still stroking his cock) I've played with myself every night fantasizing about you being here with me. You ready?"

Chuck didn't reply, he knee-walked up on the bed, got between her legs, lifted her and positioned her head on the pillow. She let go of his cock and raised her arms to place both hands behind her head. She arched her pussy up in an attempt to capture his rock hard cock.

Kelly let out a soft growl behind clenched teeth as she moved her hips to encourage Chuck.

Chuck was surprised when he heard himself order, "Sit still you little slut!"

Her eyes grew wide as he took her by the arms and pinned her down by her wrists. She stopped moving as Chuck lowered himself and directed his cock at her pussy. Kelly started to say something and he cut her off with, "Shut the fuck up, you cunt!"

Her eyes grew even wider but before she could say anything, Chuck plowed his cock deep into her cunt. Kelly stiffened and let out a yelp of surprise, pain, and interestingly, of sexual excitement. A strong jolt of pleasure hit her as Chuck's cock filled her in one sudden thrust. This was new to her. Then he began to pump in and out. Kelly realized she had never really been fucked properly before!

Chuck's eyes were locked on hers and what she saw she didn't comprehend, she wasn't bright enough. You see, Chuck didn't love her or really care for her; he just wanted to fuck her.

Kelly could play a game though. "Keep it up asshole, fuck me harder! Give me that fucking cock of yours, fuck me you asshole!"

This attitude Chuck liked! "Cut the girly-girl shit you fucking bitch! Show me; tell me you're a cock-loving slut!"

Kelly felt herself get hotter! She loved it! It required no thought, she blurted, "Yes, yes, I am! I'm a cock-loving slut! (She got into a hip roll rhythm, meeting his every thrust with a roll upward) I'm a bitch in heat and you're my dog! All you are is a big-cock, meathead fuck!"

Kelly came with that! She stiffened, shook and clenched on his cock. After two more thrusts, it all exploded inside her as she demonically cursed Chuck, "Yes you fucking asshole, yes! Aaaaaaah, my god, you shithead fuckwad!"

With a thrust with each word, Chuck replied, "You, fucking, cunt!" and came. It started in his gut and boiled down to his nuts, his dick almost felt numb it was so hot. Her cunt was clenching and on fire. He seemed to blackout a bit as he hit the word "cunt." The world exploded as he released himself deep inside Kelly. He was hammering her pussy with every release. He felt all of himself inside her as he came. He slowed down and the world started to come back into view.

Kelly was clinging tightly to his neck and he could feel and hear her panting alongside his ear. He collapsed on top of her as he got his respiration under control. He was still fully inside her and his dick didn't seem to be getting any softer.

He felt Kelly grind her hips into him, almost as if she wanted more. He could feel the cum leaking out of her, and ending up, who knows where. He couldn't believe what had just happened. It was an angry fuck but, the hottest fucking thing he had ever experienced. He didn't realize he could feel such anger, real anger at the girl and at the same time be so aroused!

Kelly moved, she wanted to roll over. Chuck figured she was done with him and would be giving him the boot for good. He started to roll to his back but Kelly stayed locked on him! It took a touch of arranging, but she ended up on top of him with his cock still clamped inside her sloppy, yet tight, pussy.

They locked eyes and she gave him a devilish grin that made him chuckle. Kelly started a slow gyration of her hips and said, "You called me some pretty bad things. I don't approve but for some reason, it really turned me on."

"It wasn't planned, it just came out. You weren't much of a slouch either you know."

"Just following your lead, asshole!" She lifted a bit and slammed down on his cock.

Chuck placed his hand on her waist and pushed her down while pushing up. He somehow filled her more. "Listen cock-slut, it's your turn, you fuck me! Let me see you get off riding my cock. I'm sure you will, fuck, I think this is what you live for."

Kelly glared at him and grabbed him by the wrists. She lifted his hands to her tits while leaning her weight on his arms.

Chuck grabbed hold and squeezed her large, firm tits probably harder than they ever have. Kelly lifted herself a good six inches and fucked down on Chuck's cock. She adjusted herself and was able to start a quick efficient hump on his dick. With every down stroke she loudly, but cutely, grunted. Her eyes were half-closed as she moved her tits in his hands.

Chuck knew the type of grunt she was making. It's the same sound as someone would make in the weight room when doing curls.

As a matter of fact, her whole routine reminded him of curls. Soon enough, he heard her half-whisper through a grunt, "ass," followed by "hole," on the next grunt. It was all he could do not to laugh. He decided what the hell!

As Kelly grunted "ass," Chuck thrust up and grunted "cock." As Kelly grunted "hole," Chuck thrust and grunted, "slut."

Kelly soon added "fucking" on the down thrust before "ass," and Chuck added "cunt" after "slut."

Kelly's pace increased and Chuck was having a hard time keeping up. Eventually, he stopped the wordplay and only grunted along with faster and faster thrusts. Soon Kelly was only saying, "Fucking," on every stroke. After a few of these, she arched her back and let out an elongated, "Ffffffffffff"

Chuck felt her cunt contract and quiver on his cock. He yelled as if he was cleaning a state record as his orgasm slammed into him. He didn't even know if he was shooting, all he felt were incredible pulses coursing through his body, emanating from his cock.

Kelly pushed his hands away and apart as she collapsed on top of him. His cock popped out of her cunt and continued a decreasing pulsation of cum onto her ass.

Chuck held Kelly on top of him as they both came down from their highs. Kelly's face was buried in his chest and he soon heard her purring as she lifted her head and scootched up, intent on a kiss. Chuck didn't disappoint the girl. They kissed long and hard.

Even though there were slimy juices everywhere, neither of the teens cared. Kelly broke the kiss and slid to her side, still holding Chuck.

"That was intense! I never thought … oh, fuck was that something!"

Chuck held her and realized that she saw it all like a hot sex game. He realized that for him, it was the truth. He had no respect for Kelly. "Yes, that was fucking unbelievably hot! This is just between us, right? We don't share this with anyone, OK? It's our special, private kink, right?"

Kelly purred, "Oh yes, this is just ours'. Not a word." She rolled to her back and with a contented sigh said, "Just you and me luv … so hot."

"Kelly?"

"Huh?"

"How 'bout a shower, then maybe something to eat?"

Kelly was up and moving in a flash, "God, how I love you! Yes, yes, yes! Come on, we'll use my mom and dad's, there's plenty of room in there!"

Soon enough, they were clothed and in the kitchen. Kelly tried to make some sandwiches but did not seem to grasp the basic concepts. Chuck took over and made a couple of nice roast beef sandwiches with chips and a pickle spear.

"I don't do anything at all in the kitchen, sorry."

"That's OK; I can show you what you need to know to get by."

From this point, Chuck began to discover just how little Kelly knew about anything. Now, she understood make-up, hair, and skincare: she was a blooming expert at wild sex, and bright enough in school to get by with barely a C average. Within a short while, Chuck found that Kelly was rather vapid and he started to seek excuses to avoid her, except for sex.

-----Drifting Apart-----

When school started back up Kelly expected Chuck to sit with her at lunch. Chuck had refused to leave his buddies before and didn't intend to now. Kelly was extremely pissed. She felt that just as she gave of herself as a girlfriend, Chuck should give of himself as a boyfriend. Kelly then decided to sit with him and the guys. That only lasted three days before she relented and said they would sit with their own friends during lunch.

Kelly was pleased with their routine otherwise. Football games were Friday night, Chuck was always guaranteed a blow job after the game. On Saturdays they always found sufficient privacy to angrily fuck themselves silly and during the week they were usually able to find time for a quickie or two. Once a week Chuck went down on her and for Kelly, each time was better than the last.

Sadly, Chuck and Liz only shared one period together and that was a study hall. Luckily, being seniors, they were allowed to go to the cafeteria for study hall where one could buy drinks and snacks, the profits going to the senior class. Sadly, as yearbook editor-in-chief, Liz always went to the yearbook room during study hall.

The little Chuck-Kelly lunch kerfuffle did not go unnoticed by Liz. Remember, the pretty girls sat at the other end of the table from the dork guys. They weren't so dorky any more but in high school sometimes labels last longer than expected. No one ever harassed or bothered any member of the group; Chuck's presence alone made it a bad call. Regardless, Liz watched the Chuck and Kelly thing and made a decision.

On Tuesdays, Liz didn't need to go to the yearbook room, she usually went out of habit and because, she didn't want to be around Chuck, for reasons she didn't understand. Anyway, she arranged to meet a friend, Julie, who also worked on the yearbook but was definitely not a member of the pretty girl group, in the cafeteria. They sat by themselves and did some school work or chatted. Liz positioned herself so she could see Chuck. She noticed that Chuck sat by himself, always doing school work.

Liz managed to peek in the cafeteria on other days and confirmed that Chuck didn't socialize much at all during study hall. She liked that he always seemed to have either a small carton of milk or a coffee and, a cookie with him. She couldn't figure out why she was reacting the way she was. She liked Chuck, was obviously interested in him but, she didn't want to be around him. There was no one she could talk to about this dilemma. If she dared breathe a word to anyone at school it would hit the gossip line like wildfire. Her parents loved Mark and wouldn't understand at all. As a matter of fact, the only one she could think of to talk to was Chuck, but that she would never do!

After three weeks of going to the cafeteria on Tuesdays, Liz took their usual table but Julie didn't show! Her phone buzzed, Julie texted her to say that she needed to work on a project in Art and couldn't make it to the cafeteria. Liz sat in unreasonable fear. She looked around, if she was to leave, she would have to walk right past Chuck and there would be no avoiding him. If she just sat where she was, it would be totally awkward; she didn't bring any school work or even a book to read! She put her head in her hands to think.

"Liz? What's up? Where's Julie?"

Liz started a bit, looked up and there was Chuck, pulling the chair out across from her and sitting down!

"Ah, she had to stay in Art! I didn't bring anything to work on, I was just figuring out what to do, I'm all caught up on my work anyway, I don't …" She trailed off once she realized she was babbling like a fool.

Chuck was looking her right in the eyes, he didn't flinch, he casually asked, "Want a cup of tea or something? I'm getting some coffee. Ha, didn't get enough sleep last night."

"Tea? Yes! Some tea would be fine … Chamomile?"

Chuck was already standing, "Gimme a sec."

Liz adjusted herself, sat straight, put on the easiest smile she could and Chuck was back at the table. "Say, come over and sit with me, all my stuff is there, OK?"

"Yes, sure, over there, let's go."

Liz felt like a total dork! This made no sense at all! Chuck was so relaxed, so casual, so nice. It was a bizarre world! They had changed places from ninth grade! But, that was impossible!

Once seated across from each other, Chuck engaged her in some small talk about the yearbook, the upcoming Homecoming week, Christmas, even the idea of graduation. Liz soon found herself in one of the nicest, easy-goingest conversations she had been in all year.

She asked, "Chuck, you're always working in study hall, never socializing. What gives?"

With a half sigh, he replied, "Time Liz, time. I never have enough of it. Football, work, Kelly, sleep, everything; it's all a drag on my time." He spread his hands over his books, "I struggle to keep up. I have to get my grades higher and complete the College Prep program if I want a shot at a scholarship."

"Kelly's a drag on your time?"

Chuck didn't answer right away, Kelly had been a drag, but he never mentioned it to anyone. Now he just did without even realizing he had!

"Between you and me, yes. She has this idealistic vision of what a boyfriend and girlfriend should be. I had to practically order her not to come to every practice. It was kind of creepy. Anyway, I like her and everything but …"

"But, but what?"

Chuck looked around and leaned forward, "She's so shallow, I mean there's a lot I like about her but she got no depth at all. I've tried to get her to take some interest in more grown-up things but she just flits them away. I don't know. I wish we were more like you and Mark."

"Oh?! Yes, more like me and Mark. Thank you. We're good, I mean we're alright. Anyway, thank you for the tea, it was wonderful, I have to get back to the yearbook room."

She placed her hand on his forearm and said, "We'll talk later. Good luck with the studies."

Chuck felt that touch like he was back in tenth grade. He felt it through his entire body and into his mind. He knew he said, "Thanks, yeah, later," and smiled. God how he missed being in the same class as her. She was perfect! He had convinced himself he never had a chance with her and anyway, he liked Mark too much to interfere. Shit!

Liz left the cafeteria and made a bee-line to the girls' room. Thankfully, it was empty. She took the last stall, sat down on the commode and started to cry. She didn't know why she was crying but she knew it had to do with Chuck, and Mark, and her, Shit!

One positive did come from this encounter; Chuck decided to break up with Kelly. He talked it over with her father who completely understood where Chuck was coming from. Chuck didn't talk down about Kelly; but instead, only talked of the demands on his time. Mr. Denison did ask that he still take her to the Homecoming dance she was so looking forward to.

Homecoming was against the hated archrival, Bishop Marley. The Host hadn't beaten Marley in twenty-six years. Turns out, Mr. Dennison had been the captain of that team. Of course, Mark was Homecoming King and Liz the Queen. Kelly took a close second in voting for the court and she was rather disappointed by that. To make matters worse, she lost to her old nemesis, Kathy.

Regardless, the game was Friday night and the dance Saturday. Chuck and his teammates played their hearts out but to no avail. They lost on a last-second touchdown by Marley. It was incredibly disheartening. Chuck's parents sat with the Dennison's and they all consoled him after the game.

Mr. Dennison walked Chuck to the locker room and told him two things, "You played better than anyone on the field and as far as I'm concerned, you held up your end of the bargain. Shit, you almost won it singlehandedly but, it's a team game. Your job and status are solid with me." He then continued, "About Kelly, have a great time tomorrow night and let her glow in being your date, let her down easy next week. Her mom understands and we'll take care of her."

Off to the side, Liz and Mark watched as Chuck walked off the field. Both felt very bad for him, they knew what he put into the game and that he really expected "The Host" to win. Mark didn't notice, but a tear did streak its way down Liz's cheek.

Chuck broke up with Kelly the following Thursday. She was not pleased but deep down inside she knew it was the right thing.

Chuck told her he would be OK if they made it sound like Kelly broke up with him. She wouldn't hear of it though. They agreed on a mutual breakup.

On Friday word of the breakup spread like wildfire through the school. Everyone wanted the dirt but there wasn't any dirt to be had. Chuck said that he just didn't feel for her the way he thought he should and that she deserved a better boyfriend. Kelly pretty much echoed Chuck's line and that was all anyone knew.

The following Monday found Liz in the cafeteria during study hall. She went to the concession, ordered tea and coffee and went to sit with Chuck.

Chuck thanked Liz for the coffee and gestured to the seat across from him. Neither spoke for a while.

Liz opened up, "Chuck, you played great the other night. I felt so bad for you; you deserved to win that game."

"Thanks, it was rough. I did give it my all and have no regrets; I left it all on the field."

"I ran into some Marley yearbook people this weekend. All they could talk about was you."

Chuck smiled at that one. A couple of the Marley guys who threw on track, texted him after the game and that helped a lot.

They sat for a little longer.

Liz took a sip of tea and said, "Um, so Kelly?"

Chuck took a swallow of coffee and replied, "Yeah well, you know, we decided to tell everyone that it was mutual; easier for everyone."

"You gave her an out. You didn't want to have everyone know you dropped her."

"Please don't tell anyone, especially Kathy. It would kill Kelly."

"Chuck, I don't particularly like Kelly, but you did, and maybe you still do in a way. I won't say anything, it would be wrong."

Chuck looked at Liz and fell in love with her for about the five hundred and seventieth time.

"Thanks, Liz."

Liz paused, looked Chuck in the eyes and sincerely asked, "How you doing? Everything OK?"

"Yeah, got a little extra time and I'm finally catching up with schoolwork. Kelly's dad has been great! I still have my job and the Bronco. So, how are the Queen and King?"

"Good, everything is good. Basketball practice has started so we don't get to see each other very much but, I have the yearbook and like you, I have too much schoolwork."

Liz took another sip of tea, got up and came around the table. She placed a hand on his shoulder, he looked up at her and she said, "I wanted to see how you were doing. (with a squeeze of her hand) You're a good man Chuck. I'll talk to you later."

For the five hundred and seventieth-first time, Chuck fell in love with Liz. Liz didn't cry this time. She confidently walked back to the yearbook room with her tea in hand and got to work editing the faculty section.

-----College Visits-----

Football season ended and "The Host" lost in the second round of the playoffs. Chuck started receiving serious scholarship interest from a few smaller DI schools, one an Ivy League school, and from more than a few larger D2 schools. He started making some visits and found it hard to choose a favorite. He especially liked his time at the schools where the boosters made very pretty girls available to the visitors.

It was at one such visit that he fucked his first black girl. They weren't too many in his neighborhood or at his school and it was an eye-opening experience for him. Her name was Desiree and she was about the prettiest girl he ever hooked up with! She was a sophomore at the college and she latched onto him. He went along for the ride! Thing was, although he took part in the "offerings," he ruled out those schools for just that fact. He felt a bit hypocritical but figured, who isn't hypocritical at one time or another.

One thing he learned was to never rule out any girl of any color or race for any reason. Eventually, by extension, he realized that any prejudice regarding any person was wrong. He met everyone where they were.

Of course, upon his return from the visits, everyone at the table wanted to hear all about it. He embellished things just a bit and they all enjoyed his tales of debauchery. Seeing as how close the girls sat to the guys at lunch, it was inevitable that they would overhear some of the stories, which made their way to Liz.

-----Grace-----

Just before Christmas break, during the height of his lifting season, a girl in his neighborhood, a fifteen-year-old sophomore who attended public school, made a point of meeting him one Saturday. Grace was a statuesque blonde. She had curves and bulges in all the right places. She was second-generation Polish and epitomized the beauty that can be found in Eastern Europe.

Her intent was simple; she wanted to get fucked by the big football player while she had a chance. She had seen him one Saturday at a popular gym and set her sights on him. It took two weeks but she was finally able to get him alone.

He offered her a ride home and she accepted. They flirted a bit and when asked, she told him about how she was into classical dance and all the work that entailed. Once at her house, she asked him to come in for some hot chocolate and he accepted. As they entered the side door she put a finger to her lips and shushed him. She darted down the basement stairs and he followed. Although the basement was only partially finished it was furnished and warm and comfortable.

Grace walked over to the couch, removing her hat, coat, and sweatshirt. She stopped, turned, looked at Chuck and lifted her shirt up and off. Chuck moved toward her and removed his outer garments. Grace had her sneakers and sweat pants off; leaving her in her socks, panties, and bra.

Chuck was floored at what he saw. Her legs were long and lean. It looked like her thigh gap was mile wide! Her hips were full and smoothed up into a model-thin waist. The faintest trace of her abs was visible, defining her physique. It wasn't until she unsnapped her bra that Chuck could see that her tits were round, proud and gravity-defying. They were capped by perfectly round pink areolas and slightly darker hued nipples. Her skin was a perfect white with three small beauty marks dotted diagonally across her abdomen.

She wore her curly blonde hair shoulder-length, which accentuated her neck. Her face had a softness to it and her nose was a just little too big. Chuck liked her look though! He approached her and stripped to his boxers and socks. They met in a heated kiss; there was only teenage animal lust in the kiss. Chuck slid his hand down into the front of her panties and felt the hot wetness of her sexual arousal. She grunted through the kiss as Chuck fondled her pussy. Her hips were rolling on his hand as she snaked a free hand into his boxers.

He was larger than she imagined! She stroked his cock until it was at its fullest. Grace broke the kiss and pulled her panties off, while Chuck dropped his boxers. She lay down on the couch and spread her long legs in invitation. Chuck knelt between her milky thighs and positioned himself. In a flash, he was deep inside the fifteen-year-old and pumping away at her tight little twat.

With every thrust, Chuck was grunting louder. Grace had enough sense left to pull her face up to his ear and say, "My parents are upstairs, they won't come down here unless they hear us!"

Chuck found this to be hotter than hell! He quieted but picked up the pace. He wanted to see if Grace could control herself.

Grace was in heaven! Chuck's cock was the biggest she had ever had and it was perfect. Grace was something of a "body-freak" and just running her hands over his muscled arms, shoulder, and back was making her hotter than hell! She felt his strength as his cock slammed into her sensitive cunt. With every thrust, he hit her clit with his pubic bone and jolts of excitement flowed through her. Her breathing was becoming ragged and she knew she was on the verge of climax. She buried her face into his shoulder as she muffled her climactic throes.

Chuck didn't know if the girl was on birth control and was worried for a moment, then it hit him! He knew he was about to cum so he quickly pulled out of Grace, sat up straight and shot his load all over the girl! He hit up to her chin with the first shot, trailing a line down to her pussy. He leaned forward and shot his second load to her tits while at the same time had a cumflow pulsing on her belly. After two more excellent shots, he slowed down.

Grace loved it! She sat up, leaned forward and took his cock in her hand. She stroked him and was able to reach her mouth to suck out the last of his jizz. Chuck was a little shocked by this. None of the other girls volunteered to suck his dick after it had been in their pussy! He sort of forced it a couple of times, but none had actively wanted it, even Kelly.

She shooed him off of her and scampered to the laundry room where she found a used towel to clean off with. She quietly told him to get dressed and then got her clothes back on. She asked him about next Saturday and they made a plan.

Chuck left thinking he had hit the jackpot! A young, hot, slut all for himself! No strings, no drag of a girlfriend!

Julie went to the same gym and knew of Grace's, let's say, "Predilections." Liz heard about Chuck and Grace leaving the gym together and what that must have meant. Liz showed no emotion, just commented that he had found some "rebound babe." Liz stayed away from the cafeteria and cordially managed any coincidental meetings she had with Chuck.

-----Laurie-----

On New Year's Eve, Chuck attended a party thrown by Mark. Of course, Liz was there and it was a very staid alcohol-free affair. Chuck was the designated driver for Jeff and Leonna who had gotten her older brother to buy them some rum. Jeff and Leonna were enjoying their rum and cokes while Chuck nursed his. They kept the bottle in Chuck's Bronco and would duck out whenever they needed a refill. At about ten-thirty, one of the prettiest of the "pretty girl" group members, Laurie, sidled over next to Chuck.

Laurie had light, brunette, permed hair. She was pretty in an Aegean sort of way with one tight little body and magnificent tits. She was known for dating older guys and no one who took a shot at asking her out ever survived the encounter. She had left a trail of dead high school boys all over town. Jeff referred to her as "The Red Baron."

"Hey Laurie, Happy New Year, How's it going?"

"Happy New Year to you Chuck. I was just wondering, (she leaned forward and took a sniff of his drink) if I might have a sip of your, coke?"

Glancing around to see if anyone was watching, he handed her the cup. "Ha, yeah, sure, here."

Laurie took a nice long pull on the red cup and mmmmmmed her approval. She smiled at Chuck and asked in a rather sultry voice, "You have any idea where a girl might get such a drink around here?"

Chuck casually extended his arm for her, she hooked her hand around it and he nonchalantly led her out the back sliders into the cold air. Laurie was wearing a short skin-tight party dress and immediately shivered, pulling herself into Chuck's side.

"Oh, where are my manners? Let me get you back in, I'll get you a drink."

Laurie pulled tighter into Chuck and said, "No, you'll just have to keep me warm."

Chuck put his arm around her shoulders and held her close as they circled around to the driveway and to the Bronco. He opened the passenger door and guided Laurie in. He hopped in the driver's side and Laurie started to shiver. He turned the engine over and upped the heat. He leaned over, put his arm around her and she snuggled up.

"I'm sorry, it'll warm up soon."

Laurie turned her head up to Chuck and said, "You're the perfect gentleman. (With another snuggle,) I think I'm warming up already."

Her face turned closer to his, their visible breath was mixing in the air, Chuck turned his head, she turned hers. He leaned in and they kissed. It was a nice kiss. Slowly their lips softened and soon enough their mouths opened. Laurie delicately reached her tongue into Chuck's mouth where he coyly tried to avoid her tongue. It worked; she pressed harder and attempted to trap his tongue with hers. He softly relented and flicked her tongue with his, He heard her take a deep breath, she moved into him. Her tits were pressed against him and Chuck realized he had never felt anything like them. Not even Kelly's could compare! He cupped her ass and she squirmed into his hand in response.

It was starting to get warm in the car. They broke their kiss. Chuck looked at the amazing girl and suddenly she just looked like a girl. She put on an act; she pretended that she was confident; the she was always in charge. Chuck saw her for what she was; an insecure bitch who used her looks to step on others and appear superior. He put that all aside for the chance to fuck the cunt. She had come on to him and made the first move, what she got, he figured, she deserved.

It seemed as though the time-space continuum was once again in shreds, but what had happened was that a shift had occurred in the multi-universe! What Chuck had perceived as reality was not how it appeared. He needed to give this some thought, and put Laurie to use.

"Let's get you that drink and get back inside. Tell me, am I going to get a kiss at New Year's?"

"You better believe it! I'm going to mingle a bit but, as it gets nearer, I want you with me."

Chuck smiled at her as he poured the rum into an empty cup and then added the coke. He had her taste it and she asked for more rum. Chuck laughed and took care of the now hottest piece of pussy in town.

Everyone at the party could see what was happening. At midnight, the kiss between the two took center stage. Liz held herself in perfect control and she and Mark shared a nice kiss.

Earlier Liz had considered asking Chuck for a ride home; explaining to Mark he didn't need to go out of the way for her but it became obvious that Chuck was going to be giving someone else a ride. It also became obvious to Liz that some of the kids at the party must have snuck some booze in. What she didn't suspect was that Joe, a charter member of the dork group, had set up a small smoking area behind the garage and more than just booze buzzes were present.

Chuck did take Laurie home and managed to get a hand under her bra and another in her panties but couldn't seal the deal.

She promised that they would get together later, and they did when he escorted her to the annual "Snow Ball" at school. Laurie wore as revealing a dress as the rules allowed and was a total knock out that night. Jeff had a flask of tequila and Laurie had more than her fair share. Chuck began to wonder if the girl had a drinking problem, which she did.

Laurie had secrets she shared with no one and they mostly revolved around her slutty behavior and the abuse that led to.

Laurie was fucking the young history teacher regularly and was passed around at the local frat house at least once a month. With the teacher, she had succumbed to his patter, with the frat boys, she desired the available alcohol. All of that was born at a family picnic where her cousin raped her when she was twelve. At thirteen she started seriously fucking almost anyone who showed her any affection, had two abortions by fourteen and ended up with her now-divorced father in this town at a Catholic High School. In a lucid moment, she thought that maybe Chuck would be her way out but, that was not to be. With him, and Jeff eventually, her inner problems came to the front once again.

Chuck finally had his way with her during the "Snow Ball" when he snuck her into the training room and fucked her silly on the training table. She was on the table, her dress hiked up, with her legs over the end while Chuck fucked her hard, standing at the end of the table, his pants and boxers around his ankles.

Liz knew they had disappeared for a half hour and could only imagine the worst.

One evening Chuck and Jeff casually stopped over at Laurie's house and as luck would have it, her parents were out. Chuck wanted her to join them in a threesome and with a little convincing, Laurie agreed. Jeff laid down on the couch; Laurie was above him on her hands and knees sucking his dick while Chuck did her doggy style from behind. It was Chuck who announced "switch" and he and Jeff swapped places. He wanted Jeff to get a feel of fucking Laurie if for no other reason than the only pussy he ever had was Leonna's.

Jeff filled her with cum from behind and Chuck blew his load down her throat while pressing her head down on his cock. That was the last time Chuck had much of anything to do with Laurie. A week later she asked him why he hadn't been by and he simply told her that he had to concentrate on the SATs and the upcoming district weightlifting championship. He lied about the weightlifting, he wasn't going to complete, but the SATs, that was another matter entirely.

Anyway, he told Jeff he was free to sniff around Laurie if he wanted, but Chuck explained he thought she was toxic. Jeff had his way with her a few more times and did it without Leonna ever knowing. Chuck was happy that they both got to fuck one of the prettiest girls in school, even if she was fucked up. Laurie started a downward slide after high school. The last anyone heard, she was working at a nude club in Tampa, addicted to meth and trying to break into porn.

-----Liz-----

Midwinter up north can be kind of depressing, and surprising. The lack of sunlight doesn't help. Gray skies, cold, damp air, surprising humidity, and then a crisp, frigid, clear day with plenty of sunlight, blue skies, and freezing temperatures. By the end of February and early March the days start to gradually get longer but it isn't perceptible day to day, you suddenly notice that it's light out one day when previously it was dark.

It was still in the dark days when it happened. Basketball was nearing playoff time, the yearbook was facing more and more deadlines, and Chuck was considering college offers. One Thursday he had an after school appointment with his guidance counselor and coach. They narrowed his choices down to two schools. One was a small private college (SPC) in Iowa, the other a midsized state university (MSU) only four hours away. After the meeting, Chuck went to the weight room for a workout and then threw the indoor shot in the side gym for a while.

He didn't have to go to work that day and had the time to grab a shower once he was done and returned to feeling normal. He walked out of the locker room at five o'clock, just as the late bus arrived to pick up the underclassmen.

Liz had been in the yearbook room all afternoon. The younger staffers had gathered up their belongings and got ready to go meet the late bus. Kathy asked Liz if she needed her and Liz told her to head home. She only needed to put the final edits on two section introductions and then they wouldn't have another deadline in a week.

Liz was alone in the yearbook room and decided to get a drink from the vending machine. The yearbook room was at the end of a long hallway that led to the school's main entrance area. The vending machines were on the far side of the entrances. Liz walked past the kids waiting for the bus and the staffers once again said their goodbyes. She passed the boys' locker room doors, the gym entrances, the girls' locker room doors and reached the vending machine.

She selected a diet coke, turned and headed back. Just as she was walking past the gym doors, Chuck came out of the locker room. She quickly stopped; he didn't look her way and walked towards the kids who were now filing out for the bus. She started walking, a bit quietly, and tried to calm her mind. All sorts of things were flooding her mind. Mostly she sought an easy escape route but there was nowhere to go!

At that moment, Kathy, before walking out the door, turned, waved and called out, "See you tomorrow Liz!"

Liz froze; Chuck stopped and seemingly turned in slow motion. Liz had no choice; she called out, "Bye Kathy!"

Chuck gazed upon Liz. She was perfect! Liz was no more than five foot five inches tall and weighed one hundred and fifteen pounds with every pound perfectly placed! She wore a button-up white cable knit sweater that clung to her like a second skin, underneath was a white blouse and her tits rode high on her chest. Her pleated skirt was dress code appropriate, a blue-green, herringbone style. It may have been a little short, stopping just under midthigh but it allowed her to display her legs, which were partially covered by over-the-calf white stockings. The pleated skirt was also perfect for displaying her ass. Her shoes were shiny black pumps. On top of it all, her raven black hair was full and wavy as it cascaded past her shoulders.

Chuck paused and took in the sight of the girl of his dreams. He stammered, "Hey Liz! Didn't see you there. How's it going? Burning the midnight oil?" He stopped himself before he started sounding like a bigger fool than what he just made of himself.

She looked him in the eyes and realized not only was he waiting for a response, but he was also waiting for her!

She took a step and then another, she had closed half the distance to Chuck. "Sorry, I'm just so preoccupied, what with the yearbook and all. How are you doing?"

She was next to him now. There was a pause. Chuck saw the diet coke and thought it looked pretty good. "I can't complain, we got my college choices down to two and I'm feeling pretty good."

She touched his forearm, "That's great, where are you looking?"

"Oh, SPC and MSU."

Liz physically started, she had already decided on MSU for the next year. "Oh, those are wonderful choices! Do you have a favorite?"

They started to slowly walk. "I like SPC but I don't want to go all the way to Iowa. I think SMU is about the same and I like that it's closer. I'm leaning that way."

Liz felt joy jump through her system. "I hope you make the right choice Chuck, I hope you do."

They were at the start of the long hallway to the yearbook room. The custodian had turned off the lights and the hall was darkened all the way to the end where the light outside the door cast the only light. Liz turned her head and looked down the hall. She visibly shivered at the spooky sight of it all.

Chuck looked down the hall and wasn't in the least bit fazed. He looked at Liz and asked, "Everything alright?"

"The hallway, it looks all eerie and scary. I don't want to walk down there, not by myself."

"Oh come on Liz, it's just C hallway, there's nothing to be scared of."

"Yeah, that's what they say in the movies right before the crazed killer jumps out, I can't help it, I don't like it."

Chuck took a step forward saying, "I'll walk you down there."

Liz didn't move.

Chuck turned to her, reached out his hand and said, "Take my hand."

Liz reached for his hand and took it in hers. She stepped next to him and held his hand tightly as they took their first steps.

Chuck gave his wrist a little turn which brought her closer to him and she responded by pressing into his side. He could feel her breast on his arm and for a moment couldn't think of anything else.

She was saying something!

"Thanks for walking me, I'm such a baby but things like this just give me the heebie-jeebies!"

Chuck laughed a little and said, "Liz, all you ever have to do is ask. I'll be there for you."

Liz shifted her arm so she slid a little behind his arm and snuggled closer. In a few steps, they were at the yearbook office door.

There was one incredibly awkward moment before Chuck said, "If you want, I can hang until you're done and escort you out to your car."

"I don't know …"

Chuck cut her off, "I want to stay with you. I'm going to worry if I don't make sure you get home safely."

"OK, that'll be great."

Liz unlocked the door and stepped inside. She set her diet coke on a desk and spun around as Chuck closed the door behind him. Liz wasn't thinking, she was reacting, she stepped toward him and wrapped her arms around his neck. They started to kiss but Chuck pushed himself away.

"No Liz, we can't, I mean, Mark, you …"

Liz cut him off. She stepped back and it all finally came out, "Mark, don't bring up Mark, hell we may as well be brother and sister. Christ Chuck! You're willing to go around with anyone; any little throwaway slut … but … what about me?! What about me?! You never want to be with me! Is there something about me that turns you off, disgusts you? (Liz started to cry) Am I not good enough for Chuck Anders? The star athlete? The pimply, chubby Freshman? When is it my turn, Chuck?! When does someone love me? When will I be someone's first choice? When Chuck?! When?!"

Liz stopped and put her hands to her face. Everything had come out, all of it, three years of not knowing what was driving her. Now she knew; she had known it all along. It was him! Her problem was Chuck Anders! She looked up at him and understood. It was those eyes, those piercing blue eyes. No matter what shape he was in, those eyes called to her!

Chuck was stunned, he was trying to get his head around everything Liz just said but, what he did know, was that she had just bared her soul to him and she was in pain. He understood pain, he understood feeling left out and shunned. He felt his heart break for her; she should never feel such pain! He stepped to her and placed his right hand alongside her face.

"Liz"

He said nothing else as he pulled her in for a hug.

Liz stepped in but not for a hug, she laid her head into his hand and reached her lips to his. She hesitated a bit, fearful of another rejection. She needn't had worried, Chuck turned his head and softly placed his lips on hers while his hand moved from her face and down her back. His left arm encircled her waist while her arms closed on his back.

They kissed with love; love unattended, love once unrequited, and soon their passions rose to the surface. The kiss became more strident, they pressed into each other. Chuck had desired Liz since he first saw her in ninth grade, Liz had been yearning for his attention for two years and now she had at last realized she had been waiting for Chuck all her life.

Liz felt Chuck's hardness pressed against her and instinctively rose higher to have it press against her pussy. Chuck cupped her ass with his left hand and easily lifted her off her right foot and placed her directly on his raging hard-on. Liz hiked her right leg on his hip just as her pussy pressed on his dick. At that moment Liz had her first orgasm of the evening. Chuck felt it rip through her body as she upped her passion.

Chuck had been in the yearbook room once before and knew there was a couch, somewhere. He opened his eyes and spotted the armrest just around a corner. He broke the kiss and set his face directly in front of Liz, their eyes locked, Liz purred and Chuck moved to make a few grabbing kisses while never breaking eye contact.

He lowered her, pulled her lower body tight and kissed from her mouth down to her neck. She had moved her arms so they were now wrapped around his neck. He took the back of her thigh into his hand slowly slid his hand up until it was under her skirt and firmly handling her ass. Liz pressed into Chuck, burying her face in his neck where she started to plant eager kisses.

Chuck was afraid to move, scared everything might end, but knew he had to get her to the couch. Anyything he did could result in her changing her mind!

Liz didn't want to let go! Everything was heavenly and so much better than she imagined. She felt Chuck's love but still wanted to hear him say it. She was ready to give her all to Chuck; her first and, she hoped her only.

He eased her away from him and with her hand in his, walked her to the old couch. He sat her down in the middle of the couch and placed his knee on the edge. Together they shifted until her back was against couch and he was lying facing her.

Chuck brushed her hair out of her face and took a moment to gaze at Liz.

With the fingers of his left hand softly caressing her temple, he commented, "Have I told you lately that I love you?"

Liz flushed, she couldn't suppress a giggle of happiness, "No, Not lately, as a matter …"

He cut her off with a soft drawn-out kiss. Liz moaned her approval.

She hiked her right leg up and over his legs. Her skirt rolled up as Chuck's hand made its way from her face to her dreamy thigh and up to her ass. He put a little more ardor into the kiss as he found the back top of her panties and started to roll them down. She shifted her hip up and allowed him to remove the dainty little undergarment.

Liz made a move so she could get her hands on Chuck's belt. He leaned back a bit and let her undo it and then unhasp his trousers. It all got a bit awkward so Chuck stood and lifted Liz up in front of him. He unbuttoned her sweater and then her blouse; she let them fall off her arms. Chuck unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall away. He kicked off his shoes and then arched back a bit and pointed to his zipper.

Liz giggled and asked, "You want me to undress you? OK!"

Chuck laughed as she neared him and while looking him in the eyes undid his pants and pulled them and his boxers down. He high stepped out of them and felt Liz's soft, warm hand take hold of his cock.

She looked down and then up at him with wide eyes, "Oh my God, Chuck, it's, it's, sooo big!"

Chuck moaned as she spoke and front-stroked his cock; he reached around her back and unhooked her bra. He took it by the shoulder straps and slowly removed it. She let go of his cock long enough to free herself of the bra.

They. Were. Magnificent!!!

They were bigger than he expected. I mean, he knew they were big but damn! They were round and firm. There was just a bit of sag simply because of their size. When she moved they had a pleasant, sensual jiggle. Her skin was a creamy white and so, of course, were her tits. There were two dappled somewhat puffy, oblong areola topped by two darker, now nicely excited nipples.

Chuck didn't look up, his hands were cupping these earthly delights as he exclaimed, "Oh my god, Liz, they're sooo big!"

Liz laughed, let go of his dick and slugged him in the arm. Giggling "Chuh - uck! You're not funny!"

Chuck play-reacted then took her by the arms and said, "No Liz, (looking at her tits) I mean, yeah. They really are, they're big, amazing, and perfect, I mean, my god!" Looking up at her he sincerely added, "Just like you."

Liz looked at him with love-struck eyes and started to reach for her skirt when Chuck said, "No. leave that on. I've fantasized about you with those on. If you don't mind, I …"

"You've fantasized about me?"

Chuck hesitated and replied, "Yes, of course, I have. You don't understand, do you? Do you have any idea of the spell you've had me under all this time?"

Liz looked down; she put her hands on his hips and, quietly said, "You're not the only one."

"What do you mean by that? Do you mean other guys; or, do you mean you, about me?"

"Me, about you." Liz thought she was going to die! She couldn't believe what she was saying.

Chuck stood still for a second and wrapped her into him. He held her tightly. His raging boner was pressed hard between them. Her tits were like rocks against his chest.

Liz took a little sidestep and started to lie back on the couch, pulling Chuck on top of her. Her legs spread and welcomed him to where he always belonged. Chuck was careful not to put too much weight on her but made sure she knew he was there.

They kissed and Liz lifted her knees. Chuck could feel the heat of her pussy as she rolled her hips seeking his cock. "Liz, do we need any protection?"

"No, I'm on the pill, but …"

He couldn't believe it! He knew what she meant, she was a virgin! Hovering just above her face he asked, "Is this the first …"

Liz nodded her head.

"You sure you want me …"

"Chuck, I have never been more sure about anything in my life!"

Chuck moved his hips so his cock was running up and down her pussy, slowly pressing between her plump, hot labia. Her heat was perfect, shit Chuck realized that every-fucking-thing was perfect about the girl under him. He looked down at her.

Those fucking eyes! The hair! The face of an angel!

"Liz, seriously, I have always loved you and will to the end of my days."

Pure clarity hit Liz. She saw everything, she knew everything, she had no fears, no qualms, no reservations. She remembered the first time she touched his arm, she knew it then but was too immature to understand. With authority in her voice, she replied, "You'll never love me more than I love you, Chuck Anders!"

His hips were moving and he was pretty damn sure he felt the head of his cock nestle into the crook of her honey spot. Her eyes widened a bit and he knew he was almost there. He pressed and felt the heat on the head of his cock increase. He paused and gave another push just as Liz did a slight hip roll.

Chuck pried a little and felt himself at the entrance. He looked at Liz and lifted an eyebrow. She had her chin tucked but nodded her head in response.

He gave a push and felt the head of his cock pop inside Liz's cunt. Liz didn't scream or yell or anything, hell, she had put a few different items inside herself before but, this was different, verrrrry different! She took a deep rapid inhale when he popped into her and let out a little grunt. She had a nice little quiet orgasm when that happened!

Catching her breath and smiling, "You're in, Chuck, you're inside me! Oh my, this is wonderful!"

Chuck released the pressure and rolled his hips back, then thrust deeper. It was his turn, "Oh my God, Liz! Ooooooh, nothing has ever felt this good!"

He started a nice luscious fuck on the absolute girl of his dreams. If he died that night, he would die a happy man. He got balls deep in Liz and rode her with everything he knew. Liz came again when he had filled her. When he started to make love to her, she simply went on an orgasmic carpet ride. It didn't hit with a bang but rather flowed up and down in time with his strokes. It was a gradual escalation to something she never imagined existed! Something inside was glowing and she felt wrapped in a cloak of love.

For Chuck, it was nowhere near as spiritual an experience; but rather, it was perfection, it was home, this was where he belonged! It was better than any athletic achievement or other sexual conquest combined!

They were kissing, murmuring, moving in rhythm and getting closer and closer to the cliff. Liz body-clenched on Chuck as it hit. She could feel every inch of her body. She could feel her cunt grab and milk Chuck; she knew that they would make beautiful children in the future. She felt Chuck cum inside her. The feeling of his cock cumming inside her was unimaginable! She felt his seed, the warmth of him inside her. She came again!

Liz kept Chuck inside of her for as long as possible. She wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her ankles. She never wanted this to end. She kissed him and made love to his mouth with her tongue. She kissed every inch of his face, that years-ago pimpled face! Chuck returned as much affection to her that he could. Frankly, she didn't give him much of a chance.

Eventually, the practicalities of the situation became apparent and they had to clean themselves off and face the realities of what had just happened. Luckily there were restrooms at that end of the hall and both kids used their respective lavatories and met back in the yearbook room. Chuck was waiting for Liz when she returned. He thought his heart was going to explode as she walked in. The unattainable had been attained.

Liz walked up to Chuck and wrapped her arms around his waist as he reached around her upper back. She kissed him and they somehow managed to control themselves.

-----The Next Step-----

Still holding the girl of his dreams, he asked, "Liz, what are we going to do?"

Liz broke away and sat in her editor's chair and pointed to Kathy's chair at the next desk. Chuck moved the chair so they faced each other.

Liz leaned forward and took him by his hands. "Right now, we have to be careful. I need a chance to talk to Mark. We can't let on to anything for now."

"How long? I'll do whatever you want but, it'll be pretty damn hard." Chuck was about to laugh at his unintended reference but instead held it in.

"Mark and I are going out to Scaffidi's Saturday night. I'll talk to him then."

Chuck figured two more days wasn't all that bad, but …

Liz sat back and mused, "I'll break it off slowly. He'll ask why and I'll tell him that I want to date you. (She lifted a leg and settled her foot on top of his thigh) He loves you and won't know what to say. I'll explain that you don't know a thing and it'll be a huge surprise to you! (Liz wiggled her foot up his thigh a bit.) Well?"

"Sounds good, I guess. (He placed his hand on her shin and softly stroked her shin as he thought.) Something about it I don't like. Do we have to lie?"

Liz gave it some thought and replied, "I don't like the idea. It's not so much a lie, because I do want to date you, right? It's an omission; I'm just not going to tell him about all this. I mean, you do want to date me right? Me be your girlfriend? Hold hands in the hallway? Share our lunch? Go to the movies and all that? Because let me tell you, I want you for my boyfriend and do all that stuff together."

"Yes, yes, and yes. Yes to everything! I mean I understand where we are, I'm just not happy about having to "omit" things from Mark."

"Leave it to me, OK? I know him, I'll make it work. Trust me?"

"Yeah, OK, I'll leave it to you. I was wondering though, are you working late tomorrow?"

"No. I'll get everything done during study hall tomorrow. (She moved forward off her chair, sliding her leg over Chuck's lap, perching herself on his thighs. She wrapped her arms around his neck.) Did you have something in mind?"

"I was thinking that after practice I would wander down her, but I don't want you sitting around …"

"You know The Stand, on the west side? Can you meet me there instead, about five? We could hang out for a while. I'm expected to go to the game tomorrow night."

They agreed on their "assignment" and somehow made it through the following day without giving their game away. They passed in the hall a couple of times and in each case exchanged very polite and chaste hellos.

It was all Chuck could do to not blow off practice but as it happened; he had the best workout of his life. Everything was easy; he set a personal squat record and doubled his bar-dip count.

Chuck arrived at The Stand fifteen minutes early and spotted Liz's car in the lot, with a hot black haired girl sitting behind the wheel. They went in and had a fun time for an hour. Liz was engaging, easy-going and fun to be with. Chuck matched her and at one point challenged her to wrist-wrestling. They wagered a kiss for the winner and he let her win.

Standing by her car they kissed good-bye and it was difficult to stop. Chuck asked her to call him and let him know how it went with Mark.

A little after ten Saturday night Liz called Chuck.

"Liz, hey! How did it go?"

"I'm doing well, Chuck, it's sooooo nice of you to ask."

"Oh, damn! I've been worked up all day, sorry! Ahem, gimme a sec. Well, hello Ms. Lobianco, how are you doing this fine evening? How may I be of assistance to you?"

Liz laughed and said, "I'm doing very well, thank you. How may you be of assistance? Let me tell you, I need a date next Friday night and every weekend thereafter for, um, forever! Do you know of anyone that could help me out?"

"WooooHooooo! Hot damn girl! Me! The guy you want is me! (He calmed and seriously asked) How did it go, how is Mark? How are you?"

"It started as usual, he told me about the game, which I had watched, I told him about the yearbook, which bored him, and then we sat in silence. I was about to bring it up when Mark said he had something to tell me. OK, now, he is dead serious and, he tells me he's going to enter the seminary right after graduation!"

"What the fuck! A priest? He's going to be a priest? What did you say, what does this mean?"

"Yeah, right?! So, he thinks it wouldn't be right if we kept dating, everything considered. He said he didn't want to lead me on."

"He broke up with you? He really broke up with you?!"

"Yes, sir! I'm a free woman! Now get this, we talk about the priesthood a bit and out of the blue he says that he thinks I should be dating, wait for it, you!"

"The man has good taste I'll tell ya! So, you weren't kidding about next Friday. What you want to do?"

"Easy there big fella, you and I, we're a bit ahead of the game. I'll tell a couple of people tonight, Mark has already told his parents and by Monday it'll be all over school. Everything except for what he said about you. I asked him to not say anything about it. I told him I didn't want that to get out. So, on Monday we …"

The following Monday Liz sat closest to the "dork" side of the table and Chuck sat closest to the "pretty girls" side of the table. By Wednesday they were sitting across from each other and it stayed that way until graduation!

Epilogue

Mark became a priest and a very good priest at that. Both Chuck and Liz attended his Ordination. He has moved up the ranks and is destined for great things.

Jeff and Leonna stayed a couple until Jeff's first year of college. Leona broke up with him when she found out he cheated on her. Leonna still runs single, making the occasional hook up when the need hits her. Jeff is doing OK and found a girlfriend in the computer lab at the college he attends.

Kelly somehow made it into college and earned her MRS degree by landing an older med School student. Apparently she is pretty happy and has popped out two kids so far.

Chuck and Liz became everybody's favorite couple. They were the King and Queen of the Senior Prom and Chuck indeed accepted the scholarship offer from MSU. Chuck had three very good football seasons before tearing his ACL which ended his playing days. They were married shortly after finishing college. Of course, Father Mark officiated at the ceremony. They live in Chicago, both climbing the ladders of their respective fields, Liz in corporate accounting and Chuck in sports management. If you look in their refrigerator, you'll always find some diet coke!

The End

Addendum: Six months ago Liz went off the pill and two months ago, she missed her period. The little home test came out positive.