An Ordinary Teenage Sex Life

Chapter 12: Temptress II

The guilt hit me well before I got back to my house.

I’d never felt real guilt before. I mean, I’d had little flashes of “guilt-lite” from time to time. I felt guilty for starting something with Megan when I thought I was “with” Keira. I felt a twinge of guilt for wanting to be with Dawn after I’d promised Megan she’d be my girlfriend when we got back to school. And I felt guilty for fucking and potentially impregnating Cassidy that very first time.

But not like this. I’d cheated.

Dawn wasn’t cheating. Brandi wasn’t cheating. But Adrienne was most definitely cheating.

It didn’t help matters when I went to take a shower before dinner. Brooke just took one sniff of me and then gave me a knowing grin as I raced past her and headed up the stairs.

I was going to hell.

“Ben, what’s the matter?” Cassidy pulled her lips off of mine and rolled onto her side next to me. Her gaze was one of sweetly loving concern.

Megan furrowed her brow on the other side of me, nudging my cheek with her nose. “Ben? You okay?” The look on her face was intense, as if determined to find whatever was bothering me and hold nothing back in fixing it so as to make her man happier.

I just stared off into the distance, watching the sun set over the ocean. This spot in the foothills had become one of our favorites. It was a twenty minute drive and took two small, one-lane roads away from the main artery. Now that spring was upon us, we’d occasionally get this warm evening where we could spread out some blankets and make love in the open air.

I sighed. Adrienne had made every promise to keep things quiet. She wouldn’t tell my girlfriends, and I could hook up with her midweek on a regular basis. Seriously, how much more perfect could my life get? TWO cute girlfriends plus discreet booty calls with the hottest girl in school? You top that.

All I had to do was keep my mouth shut and I’d been having the most incredible sexual life any teenaged boy could ever dream of.

If I could just handle the guilt.

I didn’t really LOVE Megan and Cassidy. I certainly enjoyed their company and we were all good friends and I really, really liked them. But we were kids. I loved them in the sense that I was comfortable saying the phrase “I love you” and meaning it… in a puppy-teenager love kind of way. But we weren’t going to get married or anything.

But even if I didn’t consider it “true love”, I still cared about them. We’d gotten close. We weren’t just “dating”. Dating would mean I could sleep with Adrienne and tell the girls, “Sorry, it’s just not working out.” Then, I wouldn’t feel so guilty. Hell, Cassidy had dumped me because she wanted to jump Drew Walker’s bones.

No, Megan, Cassidy, and I were “steady”. And steady meant commitment, a commitment I’d violated. And that tore me up inside.

Sensing my negative thoughts, Megan did the most expedient thing to cheer up a guy. She put my hand on her boob and leaned in to kiss me. But when I dropped my hand away and kept my lips pursed together, both she and Cassidy knew there was something dead wrong.

“What?” Megan asked. “What is it, Ben?”

My eyebrows pinched in, my jaw started quivering, and for the first time in recent memory, I felt tears forming in my eyes.

“Ben?” Cassidy was immediately concerned, touching her hand to my face.

Her caressing touch felt so… wrong. I didn’t deserve it. So I batted her hand away and sat up straight.

“Ben?” Megan repeated. She’d come up to this spot with the anticipation of some fun necking and old-fashioned fucking. She’d even packed a picnic so the three of us could spend more time getting naked and not waste hours with a burger joint. Things weren’t going according to her plan. And Megan HATED it when things didn’t go according to her plan.

I sighed and instinctively moved one hand over my crotch. I really, really didn’t want Megan to chop my dick off. Then wincing in anticipatory pain, I felt the first tears rolling down my cheeks as I whispered, “I had sex with Adrienne yesterday.”

It was an interesting progression of expressions that crossed my two girlfriends’ faces. And the expressions shifted simultaneously. To look at one would be to know the expression on the other.

One moment, they were almost motherly in their concern for my obviously upset state. Confusion then pinched down on their eyebrows as they tried to sort out the potential logistics for what I was describing. Wide-eyed shock followed next, accompanied by gaping-mouthed horror at my betrayal. And then their eyes sharpened down and their gasping lips re-formed into angry grimaces.

The yelling and violent slapping began then. It was all I could do to keep at least half of their slaps away from my face. There was certainly a downside to dating two girls at the same time. When they get angry, you’re in TWICE the trouble.

“You’re home early,” my mom commented as I hustled to the stairs. She glanced up at me for a brief moment. “You okay, Ben?”

“Don’t want to talk about it,” I bristled melodramatically as I darted away. While I didn’t have a black eye or any permanent damage, closer inspection would show that my skin was pink from abuse.

Eden and Emma were gossiping together about something or other. Unlike my mom, they took a closer look at me as I hurried past them.

“Ben?” Eden began.

“What happened to you?” Emma finished.

“Don’t want to talk about it,” I growled and kept going.

As I passed them, I heard one of the girls sigh, “Girl trouble.”

Then the other commented, “Being a teenager seems so HARD.”

Brooke was in her room and actually got up to follow me into my bedroom. I knew she’d heard the commotion. “Ben?” She asked hesitantly.

I paused in my own doorway and whirled around to face her. “Don’t want to talk about it.”

“Ben, it’s me,” she said placatingly. “What’s going on?”

I snarled at her, “What part of ‘don’t want to talk about it’ do you NOT understand?”

Brooke took one step back but otherwise held her ground. She leaned her head left and right to get better looks at my face, neck, and arms, all of which were still red from repeated slapping. “Did they HIT you?”

I took a deep breath, my inhalation shaky as I was on the verge of crying again. I fixed my little sister with an intense look and said firmly, “How would you feel if you found out Perry was fooling around with another girl behind your back?”

Immediately, Brooke’s eyes narrowed and her nostril’s flared. Her hands clenched and her lips pinched inwards. It took a second for her to let the moment pass and get over her own anger. Then she looked up at me. “They found out you were having sex with Adrienne?”

I sighed. “I told them. I couldn’t handle the guilt.”

Brooke cocked her head to the side. “Then why were you having sex with her?”

I exhaled and remembered the glory of Adrienne’s naked body. Even knowing how everything turned out, knowing that I’d ruined my relationships with Megan and Cassidy, I couldn’t say with total certainty that I would have done things any differently. I was horny and Adrienne was HOT. “Because boys are stupid,” I said dejectedly. “Remember that, Brooke. Boys are STUPID.”

I stayed in all weekend. I didn’t feel like interacting with the family, citing that I was feeling depressed over girlfriend issues. I also called Megan and Cassidy each on both Saturday and Sunday, getting answering machines both times. I didn’t do much pleading on the phone, just asking them to call me back.

Neither of them did.

My parents left me alone. Brooke pitied me and gave me space. But Eden and Emma were just as attention hungry as ever. They pestered me while I played video games and snuggled against me while we watched movies. I sighed and patted the girls on the head or held them against my sides. If things played out the way I expected them to, the twins might be the closest female contact I’d have for a while.

By Monday, I was dreaming up every possible scenario for the way things would change at school. We had a large group of friends that we interacted with, some sub-groups closer than others. Previously, whenever a couple dated and then broke up, there were only two possible outcomes: One, the breakup was amicable and everyone stayed friends, the way things had been when Cassidy and then Megan had broken up with me back at the beginning of Sophomore year. Or two, the breakup was NOT amicable and mutual friends picked one side over the other. This inevitably shook up the social circles and altered nearly everyone’s relationships.

Now this had happened several times already, social cliques breaking apart and reforming almost constantly as it would at any high school. I’d just never been in the middle of one before and I was silently wishing for outcome #1 or something at least appearing to be friendly.

I didn’t get my wish.

Things were pretty quiet on Monday morning. If nothing else, it took a while for the rumor mill to get spinning. But by the break after second period, my secret was out.

Kenny Doyle and Daniel Chen were quick to find me after class. They cornered me and Kenny was amped as he started in, “Dude-dude-dude-dude-DUDE! Did you really fuck Adrienne Dennis?”

I winced in shame and Daniel looked at me reproachfully. But Kenny just held his hand up for a high-five. “Alright! My man!”

I rolled my eyes and refused to high-five him.

“Oh, yeah, right. Megan. Cassidy.” Kenny looked chagrined.

“Why’d you do it?” Daniel frowned.

“Who WOULDN’T?” Kenny crowed. “Adrienne’s a fucking BABE!”

Daniel slapped Kenny in the chest. “Man, cheating is NOT cool!” Then Daniel returned back to me. “What happened?”

I sighed and explained it the same way as I had to Megan and Cassidy once they’d stopped hitting me. I didn’t go into details. I refused to involve Keira or expose her to anyone, including my girlfriends. So I didn’t mention the blackmail part. Instead, I just admitted that Adrienne had drawn me into her house, stripped completely naked, and then ordered me to fuck her. I was horny and I caved.

Daniel stared at me. “You got seduced.”

“By the dark siiide…” Kenny growled in a low voice.

Daniel slapped him in the chest again.

“Oww!” Kenny rubbed his chest.

Daniel sighed and shrugged his shoulders. His posture relaxed and one corner of his lips went up. “Coulda happened to anyone. Adrienne IS hot.”

“Would YOU have?” I asked, looking for some sympathy.

“I would!” Kenny blurted. Daniel and I ignored him.

Daniel blinked twice and looked down. “I dunno. I’d like to think I could resist. I DO think I’m in love with Elaine. But I’ve never been in that kind of situation, so I really don’t know.”

I exhaled and looked down. “Doesn’t matter. The girls’ll never forgive me.”

Daniel put his hand on my shoulder. “Relax. It’s just high school. This isn’t the end of the world.”

By lunchtime, it sure felt like it.

Word spread. At my next class, people were whispering and sneaking peeks at me. By the next break, two guys I’d never met before came and asked me point blank if I’d bagged Adrienne Dennis.

I shrugged them away and uttered a low “no comment”.

Meathead One then stopped me with a hand to the chest and said, “Hey, come on, dude. This is nothing to be ashamed about. If you nailed her, you’re the MAN!” He held up his fist and sighing, I bumped it with my own. He patted me on the back as I kept walking over to my next class.

By the time the last class before lunch ended, I noticed that the whispering stares were no longer accusatory. In fact, most of the guys were staring at me in awe and some of the girls were giving me the once over, ogling me like a piece of meat. I had to admit, the attention boosted my ego and I found myself walking proudly down the hallways, my spine erect as I stood at my full 5’11” (and a quarter inch) height.

One guy chopped me back down to size. I should have known it would happen eventually.

I was heading for the lunch line when someone said, “Hey, Ben,” and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around just in time to see a meaty fist flying right at my face.

I managed to dodge just enough so that he hit me in the cheek instead of the nose. I hit the ground like a sack of potatoes, already dazed. My vision was a little blurry and it looked like there were two guys hovering over me, although in a couple seconds everything focused and I realized that Jake Harbor, Varsity Quarterback and Adrienne’s boyfriend, was shaking his fist at me. “You stay away from my girlfriend!”

For a second I contemplated getting up and fighting back, but then I saw that Jake was backed up by three of his football buddies and decided I was safer on the ground.

“Hey, you!” A baritone voice rang out and we all turned to see Mr. Kuznetsov pointing a thick finger at Jake. “Yes, YOU, young man. We’re going to the Principal’s office!”

“I didn’t do nothing!” Jake protested, holding his arms up in a ‘who me?’ gesture. “He tripped and I was trying to help him up.”

“You punched him, unprovoked,” came back the firm response. I’d lucked out. While Coach K was in charge of basketball, he had no sympathy for football players.

Sensing that I would now be safe if I got to my feet, I gingerly stood up and cradled my cheek. A small crowd had circled around us.

“You,” Coach K pointed at me. “Go to the nurse’s office.”

“I’m okay,” I said while wiggling my jaw.

“Just go and get checked out. Don’t make me escort you.”

“No, sir. I’m going,” I nodded my head, still holding my cheek.

Coach then dropped his meaty paw onto Jake’s shoulder. “Let’s go, Jake. If you were gonna pull a stunt like this, you shoulda tried it BEFORE football season ended.”

The nurse put some topical ointment on my cheek and gave me some pain pills. She warned me that I’d have a bruise for a few days but there shouldn’t be any lasting damage. Then she excused me to go to lunch.

The lunch line, usually a riot of sound, actually dropped ten decibels the instant I walked over. Dozens of eyes were suddenly on me as conversations stopped all throughout the area.

I ignored them and went to get my food.

Unfortunately, once I got to my usual table, I found that Megan and Cassidy were surrounded by friends who took up every available space remotely near them. Elaine Fukuhara wouldn’t look at me, and Daniel beside her shrugged apologetically but stayed next to his girlfriend.

The Sanders twins giggled and stared at me, but someone next to them shushed them and as a group, my friends turned their backs on me. Even Kenny and Sung seemed cowed by the group decision. You remember what I said about mutual friends choosing sides? Well all of my friends seemed to have decided on choosing against me. Megan and Cassidy were popular in our crowd, and cheating was apparently not well-thought of.

At first I looked over to another area. Stephanie Vo and some of the others were casual friends and might be willing to accept me, but they looked nervous when I looked their way as well. Same for James Kaito and his buddies. All of my previous friend-groups had included the “good kids”, and at least for right now, none of them wanted to go out on a limb and invite in the guy who’d cheated on his girlfriends.

And then a voice I never would have expected called to me. “Hey, Ben!”

I turned to see Adrienne Dennis waving to me while surrounded by a gaggle of Varsity cheerleaders and jocks. Her bright hazel eyes sparkled and her smile lit up the room. “Come sit with us!”

Nervously, I turned my gaze to Megan and Cassidy, pleading with them for some kind of acceptance. Megan glared at me with undisguised hate before glancing down at her plate and ignoring me. Cassidy wouldn’t even look at me in the first place.

I sighed and then picked up my shoulders. If I was going to sit with the popular chicks, I had to at least appear confident.

Still carrying my lunch, I strode over while the girls made space for me next to Adrienne, several of them ogling me with obvious interest. “Uh, I’d love to Adrienne. But I don’t think Jake would be very happy with me if I did that.”

Adrienne waved her hand as if shooing away a fly. “I don’t care what does or does not make Jake happy. I dumped him this morning. And… oh! What happened to your face?”

I blushed and glanced down for a moment, certain the shiner on my cheek was getting even darker. “Yeah, well, like I said. Jake’s not very happy with me.”

“He punched you?” Adrienne smiled like it was funny that her boyfriend clocked me.

I shrugged. “Coach K dragged him off to the Principal’s office.”

Adrienne snorted. “Football season is over. He’s got no more protection. Serves him right.” Then the gorgeous blonde patted the seat beside her. “Come. Sit.”

Having nowhere else to go, I took a seat and Adrienne began making introductions. “This is Candy, that’s Summer, Mizuho, and—”

“I know who you all are,” I grinned. EVERYONE knew who they were. Besides the Varsity athletes and cheerleaders, there were a couple of boyfriends and girlfriends who weren’t in the organized sports. But all were still some of the most popular people on campus.

“Good!” Candy Carter, the beautiful, blue-eyed brunette on my left rubbed her hip against mine. “And we know who you are, Big Ben,” she said saucily.

My life was SO WEIRD. I cheated on my girlfriends, and I end up sitting with the hottest girls in school? How the hell did this happen?

Adrienne walked me to my next class. She looked absolutely radiant, but I found myself staring straight ahead. I was still wracked with guilt over cheating on Megan and Cassidy. I still had lingering feelings for both of them, an attachment that went way beyond friendship, even if it wasn’t true love.

And I also felt bad about my role in the rumor mill. “Look, Adrienne, I’m sorry about all the rumors going around. I’m not the kind of guy to brag about conquests.”

Adrienne smiled sweetly at me. “Oh, I know you’re not. If you were trying to brag, you’d be with your buddies right now continuing to brag about how you fucked Adrienne Dennis!” She waved her arms theatrically. “Instead, your friends won’t talk to you right now.”

“But I’m still the leak for why it all got out. I couldn’t handle the guilt. I had to tell Megan and Cassidy. I’m sure they told their friends and it spiraled out of control from there. I KNOW girls don’t like their sexual activity talked about and it’s my fault the rumors are going around.”

The beautiful blonde chuckled. “It’s not all your fault. I leaked it too.”

My eyes went up. “You did?”

She shrugged. “I was getting tired of Jake. I mean, he’s cute and all. But he doesn’t have any great football scholarships next year and since the football season ended, his popularity has been dropping. This whole thing made for a convenient reason to break up with him.”

I frowned. “That doesn’t explain why you’d want to tell people you slept with me. I’m certainly not the most popular guy in school.”

Adrienne grinned. “You could be.” She squealed and wrapped herself around my left arm. “Gawd, Ben, you were INCREDIBLE in bed. I had more orgasms in one afternoon than I had in the past month with Jake. And when we were done, I just HAD to tell all my girlfriends.”

My eyebrows went up and I stopped walking. “You promised you wouldn’t!”

She stopped as well, rolled her eyes, and waved me off. “I KNEW you’d tell your girlfriends. When we were done, you just had that guilty look on your face.”

I sighed in defeat and glanced down at the ground before picking my head up to evaluate the gorgeous girl standing before me. “So what now? You sampled me and now you’re done with me?”

Adrienne smirked and batted her eyelashes while subconsciously rotating her body into a seductive pose. And with a wry grin, she purred, “After one afternoon like that, you really think I’m done with you?”

There was such heat in her voice that I immediately felt my heart begin racing as lust crept into the corners of my mind. But at the same time, I was still in pain at the loss of Megan and Cassidy. Yeah, we’d gotten into a big fight and they’d snubbed me at lunch, but I felt like things weren’t entirely resolved with them just yet. “Adrienne, I don’t think I’d be very good boyfriend material for you. I don’t run in your kind of crowd.”

“Who said anything about boyfriend? You’re just getting out of a relationship; I just dumped a guy. I don’t think either of us wants anything serious right now.” Then Adrienne reached out and grabbed the front of my shirt, tugging me towards her. “But… the next time I’ve got an itch that needs to be scratched… I know where you live.”

My jaw quivered with panting lust. Adrienne just grinned and then released me. And before I could say another word, she spun around and strode off to her next class.

I let my jaw drop as I stared at her ass all the way down the hall.

Megan and Cassidy avoided me for the rest of the school day. Even when I raced after the final period to Megan’s classroom, she pointedly ignored me when I tried to talk to her, putting up with my pleas for about fifty feet before just holding a hand up to my face and warding me away.

Brooke, for once, was quiet for the entire drive home. She seemed to sense I wasn’t in the mood to put up with any of her usual antics. And when I pulled up in front of the house and kept the motor running, she didn’t even question me before getting out of the car and closing the door behind her.

But just before I put the car in gear, my little sister turned around and asked, “Where are you going? You know, just in case I need to make a missing persons report because somebody murdered you and dumped your body in the ocean.”

I glared at Brooke, who just had a little grin on her face. But I answered, “Megan’s first. Then to Cassidy’s house.”

Brooke nodded. “Okay. Be home by 6:30.” Then she bounced up the sidewalk and into the house.

My spine went rigidly still as I jerked back in surprise. “Uh, good afternoon, Mrs. Kwan.” Apparently, Megan’s mom DID come home early from time to time.

Megan’s mother folded her arms over her chest and gave me a withering stare. “Benjamin…”

How did parents put so much gravity into something as simple as my full name? “Uh…” I fumbled for a second before spitting out, “Is Megan home?”

“She is, but I don’t think she wants to see you.”

“Please, Mrs. Kwan. I just want to talk to her.”

“Look Ben. I don’t know what happened between you two, but she’s pretty upset right now. She’s been a wreck all weekend. Megan said the two of you broke up and from what I gather, she’s blaming it all on you.”

I sighed with mild relief. At least Megan wasn’t blabbing to the whole world that I’d cheated. And since Mrs. Kwan didn’t even know I’d been dating Cassidy at the same time, I was hoping that little secret could stay a secret. “Please, Mrs. Kwan. It IS all my fault. I’ve been trying to apologize but she won’t return my calls and she’s completely shutting me out at school.”

I supposed there was one significant thing about having a “nice boy” reputation with the parents. Mrs. Kwan looked at me and the earnest expression on my face, and she seemed to soften. “Hold on. Lemme see if she’ll talk to you. Wait here.”

I obediently remained on the porch and fidgeted for what felt like an hour as Mrs. Kwan went in to fetch Megan. Every now and again I could hear raised voices, but I couldn’t make out any of the words. I desperately hoped Megan wasn’t spelling out in greater detail exactly what my transgressions had been.

At long last, I heard heavy thumping as Megan rapidly tromped down the stairs. She showed up at the door a moment later. “Go away, Ben.”

“Megan, please. Let me explain.”

“What’s there to explain? Did you do it or didn’t you?”

I hung my head. “I did, I did. I’m sorry.”

“Sorry doesn’t cut it,” she barked and then tilted her head back. “I can’t believe I let myself think you were different. But you’re just like every other boy out there, thinking with your dick.”

“Megan, please. Gimme a chance to make it up to you. I love being with you,” I pleaded.

She shook her head. “If you really loved me, you wouldn’t have done it.”

“Megan…”

She pursed her lips together. And when spoke again her voice was icy cold. “You know what? I don’t think I ever loved you either, Ben. I really loved the idea of being in love. Of having a boyfriend. But you?” Megan rolled her eyes away and backed up a step. “You were just a waste of my time.”

And then she slammed the door in my face.

I was still reeling from the hatred in Megan’s voice when I pulled up outside Cassidy’s house. A part of me wondered if I had the energy to deal with another rejection should an encounter with Cassidy turn nasty, but the only alternative was to not try talking to her and that just wasn’t an option.

After ringing the doorbell, I caught motion from the window to my left and I saw a copper-haired head peeking out with a cordless phone pressed to the person’s ear. The glare on the window prevented me from seeing exactly who it was, but a moment later, Cassidy opened the door while cradling the phone to the side of her face.

“Uh-huh… Uh-huh… Look Meg, if you never really cared about him, it wouldn’t hurt this much then, would it?” She was nodding into the phone. She rolled her eyes and then sighed. “Of course I’m just as upset as you. I just handle it a bit differently, that’s all.”

I stared at Cassidy rather oddly as she waved me into the house and then silently closed the door behind her. In stark contrast to Megan, she looked pleased to see me.

“Uh-huh… Uh-huh… Yeah, I’m sure he’s coming over here soon as well. Yeah… yeah… oh, he’s pulling up outside. I’ll talk to you later. Bye, Meg.” Cassidy hit END on the phone with an audible beep and then smirked at me, tossing the cordless phone onto the couch. Then before I could react, Cassidy stepped forward, wrapped her arms around my head, and pressed her lips to mine in a firm kiss.

I’d been so unbelievably tense after the hateful showdown with Megan. And I felt all of that being washed away in a single kiss as Cassidy devoured me. I sighed and moaned in relief that someone seemed to still love me.

When she pulled back, Cassidy sighed happily and groaned, “Oh, Bennn…”

“Uh, Cass? What’s going on?” I stammered while holding the cute redhead in my arms. “Aren’t you supposed to be pissed at me?”

“Oh, I was. I was REALLY mad. But I got over it.” Cassidy waved while pulling me back towards the living room. She sighed and sat down on the couch, taking care to pick up the cordless phone and set it on the coffee table. Then she patted the seat next to her.

“Over it? Cassidy, I cheated on you.” I used her full name deliberately while taking the seat. I felt like I didn’t have the right to call her ‘Freckles’ anymore.

“Don’t remind me,” she screwed her face up. “But I can sort of understand. Daniel told us the story. Adrienne stripped completely naked and ordered you to fuck her. And she IS gorgeous.”

“That doesn’t excuse it.”

“No, it doesn’t. I’m not saying what you did is right, but I can understand it. Hell, if I had a dick I might want a go at her. You’re still just a guy, Ben. I think you told me that a dozen times whenever you tried to cop a feel of my boobs when we were first dating.”

She paused and then lowered her voice, trying to mimic me. “Sorry. I’m just a guy.”

I pinched my eyebrows together, not daring to hope just yet. “You’re being very generous.”

She exhaled. “I… I’m not happy with you, Ben. I’d much rather you hadn’t done it. But I don’t hate you like Megan does. The thing is, this isn’t the first time I’ve been cheated on. Drew hooked up with Donna Kincaid more than once, and I’m sure she wasn’t the only slut he banged while we were together. Compared to Drew Walker, Ben, you’re a saint.”

Now I started to hope. I leaned forward and a pleading expression came over my face. “Does that mean you can forgive me?”

A wan smile crossed Cassidy’s face. “Yes, Ben. I do.” She held my cheek and then kissed me again.

But then Cassidy pulled away, looked off into the distance, and sighed heavily. “But… there’s a problem.”

I was still floating on the idea that Cassidy could forgive me. “What?”

“Megan,” Cassidy exhaled. “There’s no way I can keep dating you unless I can get her to come around, too. It would destroy our relationship if I stayed with you, Ben, don’t you see? She’d kill me for dating you without her, and without her approval. And as much as I love being with you, having a boyfriend, and getting all that wonderful sex, I… well… I love her more than I love you. If I have to choose, I’ll choose my best friend.”

I sagged.

“Don’t lose hope. I WILL work on her, Ben. She really does love you. I think she fell in love with you the first time you went down on her. So I’ve been trying to talk her into letting you back into the circle of friends, even if she doesn’t want to get back together. I figure from there… maybe… we can all go back to the way things were!” Cassidy hummed. “I LOVED Mondays…”

I felt a twitch in my balls. “Today is a Monday,” I said softly.

“NO, Ben,” Cassidy barked sternly. “Down boy,” she told the boner rising in my crotch.

I grimaced and leaned back.

“See?” She grinned. “Just a guy. Just a 16-year-old boy. We’re in the middle of this huge breakup and you’re still ready to fuck at the drop of a hat.”

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I’d love to fuck right now,” Cassidy hummed. “But I already have to admit to Megan that I kissed you because I’m still in love with you. But I would NOT be able to get away with admitting I fucked you.”

I frowned. “So you’ll talk to her?”

“Of course. She’ll eventually come around.”

I winced. “How long will that take? Right now, she’s got the whole crew treating me like a leper.”

Cassidy sighed. “You DID cheat on us, Ben. The girls don’t look too kindly on that, and Elaine’s telling Megan never to accept you back. Abigail and Allison seem more interested in trying to jump you since you’re available, but for now they’re sticking with the group. And the guys, well… they’ll follow along with us girls. I think one on one they’ll have no problem hanging out with you and chatting, but you’re certainly persona non grata at the lunch table.”

“How long?” I repeated. “And what am I supposed to do until then?”

Cassidy sighed and touched my face. “I don’t know. Megan’s a stubborn girl. When she makes up her mind to something, it’s very difficult to change it. She’s kinda bipolar that way.”

I sighed in defeat. “No girlfriends. No friends. It’s kind of scary.”

Cassidy grabbed my hands and squeezed them. “I still love you Ben. Doesn’t that count for something?”

I managed a little smile. “Of course, Freckles.” She lit up at the nickname and I leaned forward to peck Cassidy on the lips.

She sighed happily. “Now get out of here Ben, before I lose my resolve and fuck you anyways.”

I stayed rooted in my seat, clearly with no intention of moving.

“Go!” Cassidy laughed as she slapped the side of my arm. Then she was already grabbing her discman and putting the headphones over her ears, turning away from me.

I sighed and got up to let myself out.

I was expecting Tuesday to be even worse than Monday. At least on Monday, most of my friends didn’t get the “stay-away-from-Ben” memo until lunchtime, meaning that the people I talked to between classes were still cordial to me. But by the afternoon, they were all avoiding me and I now anticipated a full-day of being ostracized.

But Tuesday actually turned out to be quite pleasant.

Oh, it started off shitty enough. As luck would have it, Megan and Elaine were walking down the hall in the opposite direction from me before first period. I summed up all my courage and went over to them, a hopeful smile on my face as I said, “Hi, Megan. Hey, Elaine.”

“Fuck off, asshole,” Elaine spat at me and stomped away. Megan just sighed and refused to meet my eyes, walking away as well.

I looked forlornly after the girls and then turned my head around to see Daniel and Sung with three of our other friends. I went to say hello but Sung just shook his head and brushed past me.

Daniel at least had the decency to stop and say, “Sorry, Ben.” But he was the only one. Teenagers could be really cruel.

Dejectedly, I sleepwalked through all my classes before lunch, barely aware. It felt easier to be numb than to feel the pain of being an outcast from my supposed friends.

But then everything started to change at lunchtime. I didn’t even bother trying to go to my usual lunch table. In my morose state, I fully intended to find a quiet corner and just disappear. But the next thing I knew, I felt a hip bump into mine and there was Candy, the beautiful, blue-eyed brunette smiling at me. “Join us for lunch again?”

“Uh, sure,” I stammered before standing up straighter and smiling. The grin on Candy’s face was infectious and it was impossible not to smile around her.

Giggling she bounced along (and her big boobs bounced along) until we got to the cheerleader/jock table. “Hey A.D.! Look what I found!” Candy gushed to Adrienne as I was directed to sit between them again.

“Heyyy, Ben,” Adrienne flashed her bright hazel eyes at me as I sat down. “It’s good to see you,” she said in a husky voice, and I felt a hand creeping along my leg…

… from the opposite side. My eyes went wide and I turned to see Candy grinning at me. I’d gotten hard from the intimate caress and Candy moved her hand over my cock, rubbing it experimentally while I looked at her in shock. After all, Candy’s boyfriend Trevor was sitting right on the other side of her. But then the hot brunette blinked and removed the hand, picking up her fork and starting her meal, pretending as if she’d never even touched me.

Absentmindedly, Candy sighed, “You weren’t bragging, A.D. He’s got a nice weapon in there.”

“Back off bitch,” Adrienne growled to her friend without any real heat in her voice. “This one’s mine.”

Candy swallowed her bite and then sighed. “It’s your fault, A.D. You’re the one who had to go and brag about what a stud Ben was in the sack. You KNOW you got my juices flowing when you told me all the nasty details.”

Adrienne giggled. “And I also know that you drove straight over to Trevor’s place so he could fuck your brains out.”

Candy sighed happily and glanced at her boyfriend, who had a smug grin on his face. “That he did…”

My eyes were darting back and forth between the gorgeous girls on either side of me. Based on the frank conversation, I gathered that I was in quite a different world.

Adrienne walked me to my next class. We chatted casually and for the first time all day, I felt relaxed. Being alone for the entire morning was hitting me harder than I’d expected, and the craziness of the fifteen-way conversations at lunch hadn’t completely solved the matter, since I wasn’t a big part of those discussions.

But now it was just me and a gorgeous girl, chatting together without anyone else in the world involved.

Well, except for Brooke. My little sister was with a gaggle of her friends passing in the opposite direction when Brooke shifted course enough to bring them closer to us. I was about to roll my eyes in annoyance at my little freshman sister daring to speak to me during school hours, but instead she went straight for my walking partner.

“Hi, Adrienne,” Brooke said brightly.

A warm smile spread across Adrienne’s face and she beamed at my little sister. “Hi, Brooke. How’s it going?”

“Great!” By now, our respective momentum had us passing each other. “See ya later!” Brooke said cheerily.

“Laters, Brooke,” Adrienne said with a smile and then we continued on.

Before we got five feet further away, Jennifer Vo, of Brooke’s little acolytes gasped, “Ohmigod! You just talked to Adrienne Dennis! She’s like the most beautiful girl in school!”

I glanced over just in time to see Adrienne’s little grin. Shaking my head, we continued on.

After class, I waited in my usual spot for Brooke to come out when Adrienne sidled up to me. “Waiting for your sister?”

“Yeah.”

“You’re a good brother.” Adrienne smiled at me.

“What? For schlepping my sister to and from school?” I smirked. “That doesn’t make me a good brother. That’s just what I’m supposed to do.”

“Nah, not that,” Adrienne giggled. “I just see the way she looks at you. She loves her big brother. She’s not always thrilled with you, but she respects you.”

I shrugged, unsure how to handle the complement. But then the happy expression on the blonde’s face disappeared. Adrienne sighed and looked down. “I wish all big brothers could’ve been like you.”

I arched an eyebrow and thought back. It took me a second, but then I remembered that Adrienne had a big brother as well. He was quite a bit older and I never really saw much of him. “Adam, right? How much older is he?”

Adrienne frowned and she took on a far-away gaze. “Yeah, Adam. He’s, uh, seven years older than me. Haven’t really seen him since he left for college when I was 11.”

I nodded but noted the bitterness in her voice. “I take it you and he didn’t get along so well.”

Adrienne turned her head away. “I’d rather not talk about it, Ben.”

“Sure, sure,” I backpedaled quickly. “So what’s up?”

“Nothing,” Adrienne shrugged. “What, all of a sudden I can’t hang out and talk to you?”

I arched an eyebrow and then suddenly turned and stood up straight. I looked straight into the pretty girl’s hazel eyes and took a deep breathe. Quite calmly, I asked, “Adrienne, why are you doing this?”

“Doing what?”

“This,” I waved my hands between the two of us. “Hanging out with me. Talking with me. Inviting me to eat lunch with you guys.”

“Isn’t it enough that I want to spend time with you?”

“But why? We lived on the same street since I moved down here when we were 10. You never had an interest in being my friend back then. And even when I supposedly grew up and became a new man, you’d talk to me, but nothing like this. So what’s different? You feeling guilty because you seduced me?”

Adrienne pouted and glanced down at the ground. It was one of the first times I’d ever seen her usually poised demeanor show a crack. “Well… uh… yeah, a little. I mean, none of your friends will talk to you, and I know it’s my fault. If I hadn’t seduced you, you’d still have your girlfriends and all your friends.”

I sighed. “It’s not all your fault. I could’ve said ‘no’.”

Adrienne fixed me with a little grin. “Ben, look at me.”

I looked at her and almost immediately felt a stirring in my balls. She was THAT hot.

As if to punctuate my thoughts, the 16-year-old babe began running her hands up and down her own curves. “I know how I look. I know I’m gorgeous. And believe me when I say it’s not your fault that you had sex with me. I’ve never had a guy turn me down.”

I shrugged. “Is that it? Pity?”

“Well, no,” Adrienne tilted her head. “I like talking to you, Ben. You’re not vapid and clueless like some of my girlfriends. You’re not a dumb jock like most of my guy friends. You’re eloquent and comfortable using words with more than two-syllables, and I happen to think intelligence is kinda sexy. And seriously, you’re probably the first ‘nice guy’ I’ve ever had sex with.”

I looked down at the bulge in my jeans. “I’m not really a ‘nice guy’, Adrienne.”

She followed my gaze and giggled. “That’s just being a guy. Period.” And then she stepped closer to me, slowly leaning in until her crotch was rubbing up against my erection. Her arms went around my shoulders and she moved in until her face was just an inch away from mine. “And besides, I have an ulterior motive for wanting to spend time with you.”

I sighed. Despite her physical proximity, I felt a little of my ardor fading away. “Always an ulterior motive.”

“Yeah,” Adrienne grinned and bumped her nose against mine, holding herself so incredibly close to me. And then she husked, “You gave me the greatest fuck of my young life, Ben. So I figure… If I spend more time with you, next time it won’t be so hard to get you to fuck me like that again.”

“YOU FUCKING WHORE!” Someone yelled from what sounded like thirty feet away. But once Adrienne turned her head to see what the commotion was, she suddenly released me and backed off while we both watched Megan running at a full sprint towards us.

Instinctively, I darted in between Megan and Adrienne and practically caught her as she ran full tilt into me. “Whoa! Whoa!” I yelled while trying to restrain a kicking and thrashing Megan, who seemed hell-bent on getting to Adrienne and clawing the taller girl’s eyes out.

“I’LL KILL YOU, BITCH!” Megan screamed while still spending more effort trying to reach around me to Adrienne. If she’d focused on freeing herself from my grasp I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop her.

“Megan! Megan!” I yelled and physically pushed the petite brunette back.

“Stay away from him! You stay away from him!” My ex-girlfriend shrieked.

Adrienne was suddenly right behind me and dangerously close to Megan’s reach. “Why? Why? You don’t even want him anymore! You won’t talk to him and you’ve got all your little friends staying away from him, too!”

“Because of you!” Megan literally spat, her glob of phlegm not quite reaching Adrienne and splattering to the concrete behind me.

Being spit at only pissed of Adrienne even more. “Not my fault you weren’t woman enough to keep him,” the busty blonde growled.

“Aaaggghhh!” Megan yelled in frustration and then started thrashing in the opposite direction, finally freeing herself from my grasp. And then without a backwards glance, she stomped off into the parking lot towards her car.

I was hunched over and panting for breath after exerting so much energy trying to contain Megan’s rage. Adrienne just walked up behind me and put her hand on my shoulder, standing with me and staring down the crowd.

Then I saw Cassidy, Elaine, Daniel, and Brooke standing about fifteen feet away. Elaine looked pissed. If she hadn’t hated me before, she certainly hated me now. Daniel looked sad. He knew if he was forced to choose between his girlfriend and me, his friend, he’d have to choose his girlfriend. And Cassidy was shaking her head in disappointment. If she was still trying to get Megan to forgive me and get us all back together, her job had just gotten MUCH harder.

Brooke on the other hand, just smirked in amusement.

When did my life turn into such a soap opera?

The entire drive home, my mind was still swirling with potential ramifications of the parking lot showdown between Megan and Adrienne. And all over me… ME!

I wasn’t a popularity seeker. I wasn’t a jock or the best-looking or anything. I was just me: a 16-year-old boy trying to get laid. But I had my ex-girlfriend and the hottest chick in school literally getting into a spitting fight over me.

Brooke thought it was hilarious. She commented to that effect for the entire ride home before I snapped at her, “Shut up! This is not funny!”

“Why? You’ve got girls fighting over you, Ben. By tomorrow, the whole school will know about it. Add this thing to the rumors about you and Adrienne already out there and whether you like it or not, your name will be recognizable to everyone on campus. People are gonna think you’re with Adrienne now. You’ll be one of the famous, popular guys, Ben.”

I winced at my little sister. “You’re just a freshman. What do you know about popularity and the rumor mill?”

She shrugged. “I’m a girl. I know EVERYTHING.”

I sighed and just drove home. Upon arrival, nothing made me happier than to just flop onto the bed and close my eyes on the wild and crazy world outside.

But then the phone rang. I groaned and for a moment hoped that Brooke would answer it. Most of the afternoon calls were for her anyways. But as eldest kid, it was my job and I reached over to grab the handset in my bedroom.

“Ben?”

I jerked my head up as I recognized the voice. “Cassidy?”

“Can you come over? We need to talk.” And she meant “talk”. There was no sexual innuendo in Cassidy’s voice. She was dead serious, and I had no doubt it was about what had gone down this afternoon.

I sighed. I needed to salvage whatever I could out of this or risk losing my friends forever. “I’ll be right there.”

“Hey,” Cassidy opened her arms as I stepped through the door.

Automatically I moved into her grasp as we hugged and then exchanged short pecks on the lips.

Still holding me in her arms, she pulled her head back and licked her lips experimentally. Then fixing me with a curious look, Cassidy asked, “Since we broke up, how many girls have you kissed?”

I blinked twice in confusion. “Uh, since you and Megan officially dumped me on Friday? Uh, none. Well, actually, just you.”

Cassidy smiled softly. “Not Adrienne?”

I shook my head and honestly replied. “No. Just you.”

Her smile became wider. And then she sighed and released me, turning around towards the couch. “I believe you, Ben. But the problem is, the whole school thinks you and Adrienne are an item now.”

I sighed and followed the redhead over to the couch. “Brooke said that, too.”

“Are you?”

I scrunched my eyebrows together and looked at my ex. “No! I mean, Adrienne wanted to fuck me that time just because she could. And might I add, she only got the idea because the rumor mill was out of control about what a stud I was in bed! Rumors you and Megan had to have put out there!”

“You ARE a stud!” Cassidy exclaimed and then blushed. “We couldn’t help but brag to our friends.”

“Well maybe if you hadn’t, we wouldn’t be here now,” I said in exasperation.

Cassidy’s eyes hardened. “Maybe if you’d kept your dick in your pants, we wouldn’t be here now.”

I deflated. Cassidy could be understanding that I’d cheated, but we both knew it was still wrong. I took a breath and said, “The point is, Adrienne just wanted a lay. If I’d been able to live with the guilt that’s all it would have ever been. But I’m pretty sure she doesn’t want me as a boyfriend.”

Cassidy looked slightly pained. “Then what was all that this afternoon?”

I shook my head and leaned back into the couch. “I don’t know. She said she felt sorry for me being ostracized and all alone.” I sighed and looked forlornly at Cassidy. “You don’t know what it’s like to walk into the quad and realize you’ve got no one to sit with.”

Cassidy bit her lip and looked at the floor. “I’m sorry about that. I really am. But I’ve got to support my best friend right now. I wish it didn’t have to be this way.”

I shook my head. “I’m not going be invited back in anytime soon, am I?”

Cassidy sighed. “Probably not.”

“So what do you expect me to do? Just turn into a loner and be all by myself until Megan forgives me? That’s not a life, Cassidy. I’ve got to move on.”

“Can’t you wait just a little bit?” She pleaded.

“Can you tell me how long? A few days? A week? Next year?”

From the way she shrugged her shoulders and looked away, Cassidy clearly didn’t know. “I don’t want to lose you, Ben. Save for this one fuck-up, you’re the greatest guy I ever met.”

I sighed. “I’m nothing special, Freckles. I’m sorry, I’m just a guy.”

Cassidy closed her eyes and clenched her fists. “That’s ALWAYS your excuse.”

We both went quiet for a long minute, both of us staring away while lost to our thoughts.

“So what now?” Cassidy finally broke the silence.

I hung my head. “You make a choice, just like everyone else. Me or Megan. And my bit of advice, go with Megan.”

“You know I will. She’s my best friend. But I want you BOTH. I want things the way they WERE.”

I wanted to say ‘I do too’, but as I took a deep breath, I realized that it wasn’t true anymore. Things could never go back to the way they were, and I’d come to accept that. I’d made a decision. I’d fucked Adrienne, and that one glorious event had set me onto a completely new path. There was no going back and undoing the past. I stood up. “We’re talking in circles, Cassidy.”

“Ben…” she pleaded. My use of her given name deflated her hopes.

“Look. Even if the three of us got back together, Megan would never trust me again. Things can’t ever be the same. All that’s left is to move on. I’ve gotta figure out how to best go on with my life. You should too.” I turned to leave.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, Ben?” Cassidy asked with hope in her eyes.

“Sure. Always.”

Wednesday, my life set down my completely new path.

It all started when I got to my locker before first period. I had exchanged out all the books I needed and was just closing it when I heard the decibel level around me suddenly quiet down. I closed the locker door and turned to see Adrienne walking up to me. The general crowd had hushed to see what would happen.

And what happened was that Adrienne grabbed my head and planted on me the hottest, juiciest, fiercest kiss I’d felt in a long time. A nuclear bomb lit off behind my eyes and I felt all the oxygen in my body being sucked away. The hairs on the back of my neck tingled and every square inch of my skin felt like it was on fire.

When she pulled away, I was left dazed by the intensity of her kiss, and Adrienne grinned at me. “Walk me to my next class, honey?” she asked sweetly.

I was still dizzy, but automatically, I replied, “Sure thing, babe.”

Adrienne hooked her arm through mine and started off. I don’t think anyone realized she was leading me as my feet struggled to plant themselves forward one at a time.

We started off down the hall and once in motion, there was less of a crowd immediately surrounding us. Various people would whisper and point at us, but Adrienne kept us striding along at a good pace.

Eventually, I found my voice. “Adrienne, what’s going on?”

“What’s it look like? You’re my new boyfriend, Ben.”

“Boyfriend?”

“The entire school thinks we’re together anyways.”

“Me? I’m a nobody.”

“You’re good enough for me to choose, Ben. That makes you a somebody. And it’s not like I’m losing points for dating you. You’re tall enough, you’re handsome, and you walk with confidence. And Candy vouched for you having a big cock. Just because you weren’t on anybody’s radar before your growth spurt doesn’t mean you’re not a good catch today. If I hadn’t snagged you first, some of the other girls were already talking about poaching you from your little girlfriends.”

“I thought you didn’t want another boyfriend right away.”

She waggled her head. “I said I didn’t want to get serious. So we won’t get serious. And I wasn’t planning to start publicly dating you. A screw on the side here and there, yeah, but not publicly dating. That was then.”

“What changed?”

Adrienne sighed. “Megan. Yesterday’s little showdown kinda put us together. If I don’t hook up with you it might look like I’m scared of her. I can’t have that.”

I winced. “I don’t want you dating me just for some… political… public image thing.”

“No, no, don’t take this the wrong way, Ben. I like you. I really like you. Megan just moved up my timetable, that’s all.”

“And what if I don’t wanna be your boyfriend?”

Adrienne stopped in her tracks, which stopped me as well. She frowned and tilted her head as if she’d never even considered the possibility. “Why wouldn’t you want to be? You don’t want to be Adrienne Dennis’ boyfriend?”

I immediately thought of Cassidy, who was still secretly hoping we’d get back together. “This is all really sudden. You just broke up with Jake on Monday. And honestly, I’m still half in love with my girlfriends, Adrienne.”

She smiled and touched my cheek. “You’re sweet, Ben. But this is the way it’s gotta be. Your friends won’t talk to you. And my friends will accept you more easily if we’re dating. Besides,” Adrienne grinned and leaned into me, pressing those big tits against my chest. Her voice dropped to a seductive purr. “Whoever is my boyfriend gets certain… regular privileges… with my body.”

SCHWING.

“You busy this afternoon, Ben? I don’t have cheer practice.” Adrienne’s hazel eyes flashed as she leered at me. “I’ve got some time for my boyfriend to visit me and fuck my brains out.”

Her tongue came out across her lip as she put on a sultry face that would have been right at home in a porno movie. “Don’t you wanna rock my world, Ben?”

My mouth watered as my mind recalled the incredible sex session with Adrienne from last week. My jaw quivered as I grunted, “Yeah. Uh, I think I can make the time.”

Adrienne giggled and then planted one of those nuclear kisses on me.

I was floating on a cloud of bliss when she released me. But then my new girlfriend took a step back and eyed me rather critically. And with a shrug, she waved her hand at my jeans and T-shirt and said, “Of course, if you’re going to be my boyfriend, we’re going to have to work on your fashion sense.”

“Huh?” I frowned.

Adrienne’s eyes just lit up as she looped her arm through mine. “You’ll see!”

The rest of the day flew by in a blur. In some ways, it was a rehash of Tuesday. Megan and Elaine looked at me hatefully. The rest of my old friends tiptoed around me. And I got a lot more respect and appraising looks from the general student body. It was obvious to all: I was now Adrienne Dennis’ boyfriend.

Per usual, Adrienne and Candy invited me to eat at their lunch table. At least on this day, I started to involve myself in the conversation. If this was to be my new circle of friends, I might as well start getting to know them.

Cheerleaders and jocks weren’t really my style. We didn’t have that much in common. But school was universal and it was easy to bitch about teachers and listen in on the usual gossip. Some of the guys even invited me to join their pickup basketball game when I expressed confidence in my shooting ability. Nothing Varsity level, but I’d hold my own against the baseball and football jocks.

It was a completely different world. Last week I was with old friends I’d hung out with since fifth grade. Today, I was with the popular crowd, chatting with people I barely knew and feeling slightly out of place. That’s not to say it was bad. The guys were friendly enough and the girls flirted with me, and no 16-year-old boy can ever feel really bad when beautiful girls flirt with them.

And besides, right next to me was the most beautiful girl in school… my girlfriend… holding my hand and whispering dirty thoughts into my ear.

It was a whole new world.

Adrienne was holding my hand as we headed out to the parking lot after school ended. She whispered in my ear all the naughty things she was going to do to me that afternoon, and by the time we got to the lot I was half-ready to just drop the gorgeous blonde onto the sidewalk and fuck her right there.

But as we emerged from the school buildings, a solitary figure standing before us stopped me dead in my tracks. Her coppery hair fluttered in the wind, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Cassidy looked simultaneously angry and frightened. And as Adrienne and I approached, I realized my ex-girlfriend was actually hugging herself and struggling to keep from crying.

I looked at Adrienne, who dropped my hand and nodded me over. So alone, I took the last few steps towards Cassidy, who trembled as I came up to her.

“This is it? You’re with her now? We’re really broken up? It’s over?” Cassidy’s eyes canted to the sides, darting her gaze to Adrienne as she shuddered at the razor’s edge between composure and sobbing.

I sighed. “I wish it wasn’t. But things can never go back to exactly the way they were. Too much has happened now.”

“It’s so stupid! I’ve forgiven you, Ben! I want US to get back together! I never realized this whole thing with Megan would be so fucking complicated!” Cassidy whined. And then she let out a long exhalation. The air hissed out of her for what felt like minutes, and when she was done, she seemed to have shrunk a few inches. “I’m not giving up. I’ll still try to talk Megan into forgiving you.”

“Thanks. I appreciate it, Freckles.”

Cassidy frowned and then leaned into me, wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me firmly. There was a wail of sorrow in her moan, and for a moment, my heart sank. She was kissing me like it was the last time.

When she did pull away, there were tears rolling down Cassidy’s cheeks. I brushed them away with my thumbs as I held her head in my hands, and then softly kissed her again.

“I really think I loved you, Ben. I mean, I thought I was in love with Drew, but it was so different with you.”

“Me, too,” I agreed. Cassidy had always been giving, understanding, horny, and sweet. I couldn’t have asked for a better High School girlfriend. But I felt a sadness at the finality of our words.

“Look, this isn’t over-over,” she sniffled. “I mean, we’ve still got more than a year of High School left. A lot can change.” She tried to laugh quietly. “You can’t stay with Miss Popular forever, can you?”

I shrugged. I had NO idea what the future held for me and Adrienne.

“And I’ll keep in touch. Megan thinks I’m being blind for still wanting to even talk to you, but she understands. If she wasn’t so stubborn she’d be right next to me trying to figure this out.”

I managed a small smile. “We don’t have to work EVERYTHING out. Right now, I’d settle for getting my friends back. And by that I mean you and Megan. I really miss hanging out with you guys.”

Cassidy sniffled. “Me, too.”

I kissed her cheek, hugged her tightly, and then turned around. To my surprise, Megan had arrived as well, standing well apart from and half-glaring at Adrienne while watching me and Cassidy.

I heard Cassidy sigh and then lean into kiss my cheek. And then without looking back, she walked away from me. Megan turned as her best friend approached and the two of them headed off.

I had to admit, it hurt like HELL to see them leaving, even more than when they’d broken up with me. These past few days, I hurt to find my girlfriends and regular friends all shunning me. But seeing Megan and Cassidy now departing had so much more finality to it that I felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

Adrienne came up next to me and wrapped her arm around my waist. And then in a quiet voice, she said, “Come with me, Ben. I’ll make you forget you were ever with them.”

Right now, with all the pain I felt inside, that sounded like a REALLY good idea.

Have you ever watched a movie and been blown away by how great it was? Have you ever gone back and re-watched the movie and been even more impressed as you noticed all the little details that made the movie so spectacular in the first place?

That was what it was like to have sex with Adrienne a second time.

The first time had been incredible. She’d gotten me off six times. I’d spurted into all three of her holes. And the orgasms I’d had were simply mind-blowing.

Less than a week later, we were fucking again. I didn’t cum as many times as before. But now that I wasn’t so in awe of the moment, I noticed a LOT more details and together, we had an even BETTER experience.

We started in the living room. Now that she wasn’t in a rush to seduce me before I chickened out and ran away, Adrienne took her time by putting on some mood music and slowly stripping out of her clothing in a seductive dance. I was drooling as layer after layer was removed, and by the time she popped her bra with her back to me and then turned around to proudly show off those glorious tits, I HAD completely forgotten about my ex-girlfriends. How could I possibly think of anyone else but the gorgeous half-naked creature before me?

Wearing just a black thong, Adrienne then gave me my first ever lapdance while I absorbed all those details about her body I’d been too rushed to notice before. I traced the curvature of her breasts and noted the perfection of her nipple placement and the exact pink shade of her areolas. I observed her creamy skin, picking out the very few spots or blemishes that merely signaled her as human without detracting at all from her otherwise flawless appearance.

I felt my body flush with fever as Adrienne ground her pubic bone against my crotch, rubbing herself on my boner. Her breasts were warm and pressed up against my cheeks, filling my nostrils with the scent of her skin. And when she tilted her head down and planted another nuclear kiss on my lips, I felt like I could melt into nothingness and be completely satisfied with my life.

My mind floated away on a cloud of arousal and bliss. I felt Adrienne’s touch at a hundred different points of my skin. I wasn’t sure if she was rubbing my face, holding my wrists, or stroking my legs. Maybe she was doing all three. All I knew was that my eyes were closed and she was the source of the pleasure tingling through every last inch of my body. And then suddenly, all that pleasure was focused right on my cock, and I blinked my eyes open to see the golden-haired goddess kneeling between my naked legs, my prick firmly lodged into the back of her throat with her hot lips squeezed around the very base of my cock.

“Ohhh, Adrienne…” I sighed happily. And as she continued to deep-throat me, I felt my mental awareness slowly return as I focused in on the delightful sensations she was inducing in my dick.

Once I was firmly back in the real world, Adrienne then stood up and held her hand out to me. “Take me to heaven, Ben.”

So I did.

I was in a zone. It was as if Adrienne’s strip-tease and lapdance had brought me to a sexual nirvana where everything was clear. I understood where she wanted me to touch her and with how much pressure. I understood exactly what she needed for me to bring her the greatest amount of pleasure. And after she squirted her honey into my face, just like last time, I understood that she wanted to now be filled up with my thick, throbbing cock.

In a single lunge I skewered her, and the most beautiful girl in school was suddenly clutching me tightly to her body, cooing in my ear how wonderful I was making her feel. “Oh gawd, Ben! Oh my gawd! Take me! Deeper! Fuck me, Ben! So good!”

Like a smoothly oiled piston I moved in and out of the 16-year-old babe’s tight tunnel, ramming her without mercy and yet feeling like we were tenderly making love. Her hands rubbed the muscles of my back as they flexed and tightened in our fucking motions. Her legs hooked around my thighs, her toes straining downwards as an indicator of the force she was putting into her own hips, driving up to meet my every thrust.

In my Zen state, I fucked Adrienne tirelessly. Over and over I pounded her without slowing. My heartbeat remained steady despite the exertion, and the sweat soon began running off both our bodies as we energetically flung ourselves at each other, lost in the delirium of madly passionate sex.

I grunted in harmony with Adrienne’s repeated cries of, “Fuck me! Pound me! Unngh!” The metronomic rhythm of our panting just a bass soundtrack to the melody of her ecstatic cries.

I paid careful attention when Adrienne came the first time, her body clenching up while I continued to rut into her cunt without pause. I watched the golden twinkling light in her hazel eyes as she came and the way her white teeth sparkled as she gaped her mouth open to cry out. I felt the subtle shudders in her arms as the orgasm swept through her body, and distinctly noted the sudden flush of lubrication at our joining to help smoothen our motions.

The second time she came, I noted that I had to dig just a bit deeper to keep pumping through her incredibly tight pussy as she spasmed with pure physical delight. I compared the way her eyes rolled back in her head as she seemed on the verge of passing out again, but just barely managed to ride out her orgasm before going limp beneath me, her hips twitching spasmodically as I didn’t let up at all on assaulting her pleasure centers with my rod and my pelvis.

The third time, I finally hit my limit as well. I’d been pounding non-stop without a break or without significantly slowing down. But all of a sudden I felt my breath begin to give out as my lungs reached their limit of hyperventilation. I felt various parts of my body going numb and my hip thrusts suddenly became hip rotations as the strength in my legs gave out and all I could keep doing was humping my pelvis directly against Adrienne’s clit.

That was all she needed to cum again, her eyes rolling back up into her head while her arms and limbs began to twitch uncontrollably. And as I felt my own orgasm exploding out of my body, liquid fire pouring out of my prick, I also felt every other part of me going into emergency shut down lest I overheat and die.

By the time I fired my second volley into Adrienne’s womb, I was aware of only two things: the rawness of my throat as my orgasmic scream joined with hers, and the unbelievable ecstasy and relief as my prick spurted what felt like gallons of sperm into her yielding body. Every other part of me had already gone dark, leaving no sensations possible except for the brilliant nova of my ejaculation.

It was the greatest cum of my life.

And just before the darkness of unconsciousness covered my vision, I saw Adrienne’s eyes close and her head flop to the side as she passed out. And then as my body collapsed, crushing her voluminous breasts against me, I closed my eyes and surrendered to the bliss of sleep.