A few minutes later the school principal made an announcement that prom would continue as planned, that the two boys were stable and expected to make a full recovery with just a few broken bones.
It was funny how while everyone had been acting like the world was ending, everything quickly went back to normal. I stood off to the side, in the shadows, watching the dance floor fill up once more as “Can’t Feel My Face” played over the speakers.
Suddenly, I felt someone else near me, and I turned around. Jaret was standing about a foot behind me, so close that I could practically feel his breath on my neck.
“You didn’t have to do that, you know,” he told me.
“I think the words you’re looking for are ‘thank you’.”
“What I want to know is why.”
“Why what?”
“Why did you lie to the cops? You’re the last person I would have ever expected to lie for me. And thank you.”
I shrugged. “I guess I felt guilty that you were only in trouble because of me.”
“You don’t know that I actually did it.”
“Yes I do.”
“How do you know?”
“Because you’re you. Now you have to tell me why.”
“Why what?”
“Why did you do it? Throw them off the balcony, I mean.”
“Because you shouldn’t be called ugly, or be made fun of for not being one of the total sluts in this class.”
“Who knew that Jaret Black had a soft side?” I teased.
“Don’t tell anyone.”
And that was when he leaned over and kissed me.
A whirlwind of emotions coursed through me.
The main one was lust.
His kiss was strong, powerful, passionate, but at the same time his lips were soft and… nice. His hands wrapped around my waist as he pressed my body against his; my heaving breasts pressed against his chest as I kissed him back, my body betraying every single order I’d ever given it to ignore Jaret Black.
Two minutes later we were in the club lounge, making out on one of the plush leather couches that lined the room.
I had no idea why I was doing this. It made no sense. I had spent so long rebuking Jaret Black’s advances. I knew what kind of guy he was. I knew what I wanted my first time to be like.
And yet I couldn’t stop myself. My body was betraying me.
Jaret’s hands roamed my body, the feeling of his fingers like velvet against my skin. He was on top of me, the pressure of his body against mine, pressing me deep into the plush leather, was like ecstasy. My back arched as I pressed against him, a tug in my stomach every few seconds letting me know just how badly I wanted Jaret.
From the pressure against my hip, I knew he wanted me just as badly.
You shouldn’t be doing this. You’re a good girl. You don’t do this sort of thing.
My brain kept protesting, and my body kept ignoring it. I had lusted after Jaret, lusted after one guy I knew I shouldn’t say yes to for so long that I just couldn’t take it anymore.
As his fingers found the zipper of my dress and slid it down, the cool air of the room sending shivers through my skin as it was exposed, I let out an involuntary moan. My nipples hardened from the cold, still pressed against Jaret’s shirt. His jacket had been left in a heap by the door as soon as we’d come in here.
“I’ve wanted to fuck you for so long,” Jaret whispered into my ear, tearing his mouth from mine for an instant. The feeling of his hot breath on my skin sent tingles coursing through my veins.
“Oh God, me too,” I admitted breathlessly, and I saw the twinkle in his eye even in the dark room.
“I knew it. I knew you wanted me,” he growled as he grabbed the strap of my dress and pulled it down to my hips.
I should have stopped. I should have said no. But I couldn’t. He was right. I did want him. Oh man did I ever want him. His mouth moved down to my breath, his hot tongue flicking my nipple as pleasure radiated through me. I grabbed at his hair, clutching it in desperation as my body pulsated with desire.
I had never felt anything even remotely close to this before.
I had never wanted anything so much as I wanted Jaret right now.
I squirmed under his touch as my body’s desire became practically insatiable. There was a pressure building inside of me in a way I’d never experienced before; it was more than just desire, it was an actual need.
As Jaret slid my dress over my hips and down to my ankles, I realized I was going to lose my virginity tonight.
With a quick motion, he ripped my panties clean off. I let out a yelp of surprise as the thin fabric ripped off my skin.
“Sorry, kitten, I can’t wait any longer,” he muttered hoarsely.
“Neither can I,” I whispered breathlessly in reply. Fumbling with the buttons of his shirt, I helped him get rid of it, and a few seconds later his pants were off, revealing the large shaft of his cock.
Now, granted, I wasn’t exactly an expert in the male anatomy. But I didn’t have to be to know that Jaret was absolutely huge.
I gasped in shock, and slight apprehension.
“Is that supposed to… fit inside me?” I couldn’t help but ask. I mean, I already knew the answer.
Jaret grinned. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.”
And to my surprise, he actually was. Settling down in between my legs, his bare cock rubbing against the folds of my pussy, he moved his hand to his shaft and rubbed it in the juices spilling from me.
“I always knew you wanted me, but I didn’t know I made you that hot,” he told me as my juices coated him. Then, he pressed his tip against my entrance.
“Just relax,” he whispered into my ear, feeling my body tense up as he pressed against me.
The first thrust took a few minutes. Jaret entered me slowly, carefully, and while it was uncomfortable for a little bit, it didn’t really hurt.
“You ok?” Jaret asked after a moment, and I nodded. He began to slowly slide in and out of me, thrusting as my body was filled with a pleasure I could only have imagined.
My walls stretched to accommodate his girth, and after a couple of minutes the discomfort vanished, to be replaced with pure ecstasy.
Only too aware that we weren’t really all that concealed in here, I tried to keep my voice down. Still, moan after moan escaped my lips as Jaret Black pounded in and out of me, as he took my virginity.
The pressure inside of me began to build, until it felt like I was going to boil over. My blood was on fire. My legs were trembling. I was clutching Jaret’s body like I was hanging onto him for dear life.
“I told you I’d fuck you so hard you’d see stars,” Jaret told me as he pounded in and out of me, harder and faster than before.
I could only moan in reply as my body trembled beneath him and the orgasm rocked me completely. "Holy shit!" I cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over my body.
Pure ecstasy coursed through every single cell of my body, radiating from my sex. I arched my back and my muscles tensed as my howls of pleasure filled the room.
The walls of my sex pulsated over Jaret's cock as he stayed still inside of me, letting me experience what was hands down the greatest orgasm of my life.
Eventually the feeling began to fade, and while I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to keep it going, trying to maintain the sensations coursing through me, I came slowly back down to earth, to reality.
Jaret began thrusting in and out of me once more, and a couple of minutes later I could tell from his short grunts that he was close too, before with one last final thrust deep inside of me he shot his seed into my sex.
When he was finished he collapsed on top of me, the two of us completely spent, our naked, sweaty bodies intertwined on the couch while our nice prom clothes lay scattered on the floor at our feet.
"See? That wasn't so bad, was it?" he asked with a grin after a few minutes of silence.
I rolled my eyes in reply.
I was glad I was on birth control pills to control my cramps, since Jaret hadn't used a condom.
God, I'd broken every single rule I ever had in my life tonight.
I wasn't supposed to have sex without a condom.
I wasn't supposed to just make my first time something random, with some guy I wasn't dating.
And I certainly wasn't supposed to have sex with Jaret Black.
Absolutely not.
And yet here I was.
What was wrong with me?
"I have to go," I told him, squirming out from under him.
"Fine," he replied, openly eyeing my naked body as I stood up and began to put my dress back on. I could feel his seed leaking out of me and down my leg; I was going to have to make a trip to the bathroom to clean up, especially since my panties were ruined. "You're the first girl I've ever had sex with who wanted to leave before I did, I'll give you that," he told me with a smile, and I just shook my head.
"You're incorrigible. This was a mistake. I shouldn't have done it."
It was true. I shouldn't have done it.
But oh man had it ever felt good.
I couldn't forget that.
My legs were still trembling slightly from the aftermath of that orgasm that had rocked my body.
Sure, I'd, um, gotten myself off a few times before. After all, I was curious! But this... this had been something entirely different.
It was like one of my old orgasms on steroids. A thousand times stronger. A thousand times deeper. A thousand times longer.
I was going to be remembering that for a long time.
And I suddenly understood why every girl in school had slept with Jaret Black.