To her surprise there were actually four of them, not three, as Shelly had told her there would be. They looked her up and down without the slightest pretence of subtlety.

"Damn! Look at this," one of them said. "Stacy wasn't kidding!"

Rebecca blushed. "Hey, guys," she said. Shelly and Stacy had not been kidding either. These guys were perhaps the hottest group of young men she had ever laid eyes on. They could have easily passed for models or something. They looked to be around sixteen or seventeen at the most. Suddenly Rebecca was glad she looked mature for her age. One guy had a case of beer and another had a bottle of wine or something. Rebecca couldn't tell what it was.

"I hope you don't mind. We brought a friend with us," one of the guys said.

"No problem," she smiled coolly. "Come on in."

They shuffled in through the doorway and looked around at Rebecca's house. It was modest, with a living room and dining room to the left, a short hall to the kitchen to the right, and stairs leading up to the bedrooms dead ahead. The stereo was on and the guys nodded their approval.

As they passed her, Becca smelled a heady mixture of male scents. They all had cologne on and it was a dizzying combination of sweet, sexy, and subtle aromas that seemed to draw her toward them, making her want to bury her face in their necks and breath them in very deeply. She shook it off and instead stole glances down at their butts as they each walked by.

"Not fuckin' bad!" she thought to herself, squirming a little with the naughtiness of her secret lust.

"Damn. She smells good too," one of the guys commented bluntly.

It was right then that Rebecca realized she had not washed her hands since masturbating. She detected the faint aroma of her sexiness in the air, buried beneath the combination of other scents. A hot flash of anxiety flushed over her, and she had to convince herself that the guy had actually been talking about her mother's perfume.

"Thanks," she said, smiling at them and twirling a strand of hair nervously around her finger. Now she could really smell her sex however, and she quickly dropped her hand to her side once again.

"So this is Chris. Chris, the C-man! I'm Sammy. This is Lex, and this is Daniel."

Becca actually knew which one Daniel was before he was even introduced. He was the one who caught her eye the most as they had all paraded past. He was the one who she thought Shelly would have picked for her, and she had been dead on in her choice too. He was absolutely perfect! A swarm of little electric butterflies fluttered up into her tummy once again.

"I'm Rebecca," she forced herself to say.

"Obviously," Lex said, giving her a sexy little wink to soften the embarrassment. "You want a beer?"

"Sure," Becca smiled in reply. She could not think of anything she wanted more right then.

Daniel cracked a beer open and handed it to her. Rebecca took a sip and excused herself to go wash her hands. The four of them settled down into the living room and sat quietly on the couch drinking for a few minutes. Finally Rebecca returned and sat in the chair opposite them, feeling totally awkward, like she was in a job interview or something.

"Smoke?" Sammy offered.

"Sure," Becca smiled again, taking the cigarette and leaning forward to let him light it for her. "Thanks," she said, blowing the first drag coolly up at the ceiling. Her nerves calmed immediately. She suddenly felt like she could get through this. She took a sip of her beer and felt even more confident. She leaned back in the chair and relaxed for the first time since they'd gotten there. It was time to put the sexy persona she had been working on into practice. She had to let the hot little vixen inside her out of the cage, or the guys might see her as simply an awkward young girl and lose interest.

She gazed from one of them to the other, meeting their eyes one by one, trying to read how much desire each of them had for her. Her fingers gently stroked her cheek and brushed across her lips as she studied them. She held the smoldering cigarette in her other hand and took periodic drags from it as she waited for one of them to say something.

Finally Sammy spoke.

"So how come you don't got a boyfriend, Rebecca? I find that amazing somehow."

"The guys I go to school with are all geeks and assholes. You'd understand if you met them."

"They just don't deserve you, I guess, huh?" Lex smiled.

"Exactly," Rebecca replied. She grinned slyly and cocked an eyebrow upward.

"You guys got girlfriends stashed away somewhere? Come on, you must."

"We occasionally hook up with girls, once in a while, but nothing too serious. Maybe when we get out of high school. High school chicks seem a little too uptight and prissy all the time, like they're too good for you or something."

"That's fuckin' annoying," Rebecca commented in agreement. Ironically enough though, her and her friends had been accused of those very same things themselves. Lucky for them these guys didn't know it.

"I got hit on by a waitress the other day," Chris blurted out, as though he'd meant to tell them the story, but had forgotten until just now.

He proceeded to tell them how this totally hot college chick was giving him the eye while he was out with his mom the other day. He claimed he gave her a pat on the ass when no one was looking and she didn't even get mad. She just brushed his hand away and waved a finger at him in a teasing little rebuke. But then she had stopped him on the way to the bathroom and told him that her boyfriend was out of town and if he ever wanted to come by for a party he was welcome to. The other three guys naturally denounced the story as bullshit, claiming that if it was true, he'd be sitting there telling them all how he fucked her already, instead of just getting her number. But he reached into his wallet and pulled out the corner of a paper place mat with a girl's name and number on it.

"So what the hell are you doing here then!? Call her up, man!"

"I tried. She hasn't answered her phone all day."

"It's probably a phony phone number," Lex laughed.

"Well when the answering machine picks up it sure as hell sounds like her."

The conversation continued between them and Rebecca listened quietly, sipping at her beer and taking the occasional drag of her smoke. Time passed. Beers and cigarettes were consumed and the discussion wound through several increasingly personal topics. Eventually as Rebecca loosened up, she jumped into the conversation as well, throwing her two cents in now and then, and always seeming to elicit a raucous eruption of laughter with everything she said. She thought maybe they were just humoring her - she didn't really think she was all that funny - but she didn't really care. It felt good to be the center of attention amongst these amazingly gorgeous guys.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done? I mean in terms of hooking up with girls," Sammy asked.

"I once made out with two sisters at the same time," Lex confessed. "They were fighting over me all night and getting really bitchy about it, until finally I just kissed them both and it all started from there."

"Did you do 'em both?"

"Nah. It never went that far. We we're just kissing and stuff."

"Boring!" Sammy jeered dismissively.

"I once had sex with my girlfriend with her mom in the next room watching TV," Chris piped in.

"What the fuck!?"

"No really. It was fucked up. We we're in the kitchen, and her mom was in the living room with her back to us. There was like this counter that divided the two rooms and that was it. She kept on grabbing at my cock and I kept grabbing her tits and ass. The next thing I knew I was hard as a rock and I whipped it out to show her, just to sort of tell her to have mercy on me - stop with the teasing. You know. So what does she do? She slides her sweats down off her ass and bends over across the counter, offering me her pussy right there and then."

"And you did it? With her mom ten feet away!?"

"Yeah! She was nuts! She just put her finger to her lips all telling me to just keep it quiet, and the next thing I knew I was balls-deep, slamming into her ass! Uh, sorry to sound so crude, there Becca."

"No prob," Becca replied. She was actually enjoying his story.

"Her mom never turned around? Didn't she hear the ass-slapping, pussy sloshing, stroke action going on right behind her?"

"Dude!" Daniel said sharply, tilting his head toward Rebecca, telling him without speaking to go easy with the potty mouth. Though she didn't really mind the dirty talk, Rebecca was flattered that Daniel had stood up in her defense. What a sweet heart!

"I was quiet as a fucking mouse, but I did it. I slid it in there and fucked her for all she was worth, and all the while she was chatting away with her mom as innocent as could be. Her mom never turned around once, even though she was grunting like a pig all the way through the conversation. It was hilarious."

"That beats my story all to hell," Daniel sighed, taking a swig of his beer.

"Yeah, shit!" Sammy laughed. "The most you've ever done is feel a girl up."

Daniel blushed. He was a virgin, just like her! Rebecca suddenly wanted him even more.

"What's the craziest thing you've ever done, Becca?" Lex inquired.

"Well you're not gonna believe this. It's real naughty. Really, really naughty."

The guys leaned in, listening intently.

"One time, in a fit of wild abandon, a tossed away all my doubts and fears and you know what I did?"

"What?" the guys asked eagerly.

"I had these four totally hot guys over for a party."

"And?"

"What happened?"

Rebecca took the last drag of her cigarette, crushed it out and licked her lips seductively.

"We'll have to wait and see, won't we?" she smirked.

They all stared blankly at her for a moment. Finally Sammy smacked himself in the forehead.

"Oh! She means us! D'uh! Ha ha! Very funny, Becca!"

"Good one."

We'll have to see, Rebecca had said. That statement hung in the air with all the gravity of a nude woman before them. What had she meant by that? Was she willing to get busy with one of them? Who would be the lucky guy? There was suddenly a heavy tension in the air that you could almost taste, and Becca was at the center of it.

"Who's next?" Becca asked, getting back to the conversation. "Sammy, you didn't spill your story."

"What is this, Truth or Dare?"

"Might as well be," Rebecca smirked. She had already downed four beers and was feeling significantly beside herself with naughty sexual energy. The guys had brought a 24-case and they didn't seem to mind that she was downing more than her share after only an hour or so.

"Okay," Sammy said. "I'll answer. But then I get to dare you."

"It better be a good story, then," Becca remarked.

"The craziest thing I've ever done is getting head while in detention at school."

"What!?" they guys gasped.

"Well remember that time me and Jeannie got busted making out in the bathroom?"

"Yeah?"

"Well we got sent to detention for like two hours that day and it was fucking boring as hell. Anyway, the teacher who was supposed to be in charge kept taking off to the can every ten minutes. So while she was out we jumped over the desks and went mad sucking face. You know, sort of sticking it to the man for punishing us in detention like that. Anyway, after about four times while the teacher was out I shoved my hand down Jeannie's pants and started fingering her right then and there. She went nuts over it and she almost came, but next thing you know the teacher's back and we're both sitting in our desks all fucking panting and shaking and shit. Anyway, so the teacher takes off again and the next thing I know, Jeannie's whipping my cock out and sucking on it like there's no tomorrow. I was coming within like two minutes and she pulls off me and starts shooting my shit all over the back wall of the classroom. We we're both fuckin' laughing hysterically when the teacher came back again and she had no idea what was so damn funny. The whole place smelled like come for the next 45 minutes and I couldn't wait to get out of there. Anyway, that's the story."

"That was a good one," Becca smiled. She was feeling pretty nervous right then, knowing she would be dared to do something sexy and the ball would get rolling from there. She was nervous, but she was also very excited. She couldn't wait to get going.

"Truth or dare then, Becca," Sammy said.

"I'll start with truth, I guess."

"Okay. Here's the obvious one - how many guys have you been with?"

"What? You mean like going all the way and shit?"

"The whole enchilada, girl.'Fess up!"

Rebecca balked. She was faced with a crucial choice. She could lie and make herself seem sexier and more experienced than she really was, or she could tell the truth and make herself seem like a little prude in their eyes. If she did tell the truth, at least she would be safe from any sexual expectations they might impose on her that she wasn't quite ready for. On the other hand, if she lied she might be embarrassed later when she actually got to go all the way with one of them, and he found her bleeding like a stuck pig. She decided to tell the truth.

"Well to be completely truthful," she said, making finger quotes in the air. "I haven't actually gone all the way with anybody. So far I've managed to be a good little girl."

She took a sip of her beer in punctuation of her confession.

The boys gaped at her. She was a virgin? Her!? This sexy young thing was still pure? It was almost inconceivable. They saw in her eyes that she was not lying though and they all got really excited about this new revelation. The dynamic of the room changed and she was suddenly looked upon as a target, more so than before. She giggled cutely with nervous tension, feeling the weight of their stares, and the desire in their eyes.

She also felt powerful at the same time however. As the only female in the room all attention was on her. She could have all these hot and horny guys eating out of her very hand if she wanted, and it was very sexy. Men are dogs they say, and in this case it was truer than ever. Except for Daniel, though. She wasn't feeling rampant lust coming from him, just a shy fondness and an unspoken sense of camaraderie that made her feel really nice inside. Daniel was staring at her the most intensely out of all of them and she found his was the only gaze she could meet.

"You haven't done anything? Not even oral?"

"Well I tried to once, but the dumb bastard came in my face before I even got my mouth around him. I was pretty grossed out and I haven't tried it since."

There was another awkward silence as the guys pictured her taking a hot stringy facial from some loser that should have been them. She had no idea what she was doing to them. She was teasing them cruelly with her overt sexuality, dangling it before them like a carrot on a stick.

"Well some lucky son-of-a-bitch is going to have a real honor being your first," Sammy said. The others clinked bottles in agreement.

Rebecca blushed once again. It was a sweet compliment, though a little crude. Now all her cards were on the table. Where would it go from here?

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