HEY EVERYONE. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS UPDATE. I'LL KEEP THEM COMING AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE. OKAY SO FOR STACY'S LOOK IN THIS FIRST SCENE, IT'S THE PICTURE OF HER IN THAT WHITE T-SHIRT WITH THE LIL DEVIL ON IT, JUST TO GIVE YOU A BETTER VISUAL LOL. ALRIGHT WELL I HOPE YOU LIKE IT. ENJOY READERS. DON'T FORGET TO R&R! THANX!
It was the last day of spring break in beautiful Cancun for the teens from Jefferson High, but that wasn't about to bring down their moods, especially Randy's. He always knew how to have a good time, no matter what the situation. Although at the moment, since it was about 9:57 in the morning, he wasn't all that thrilled to get up.
"Randy. Get up. We need to go and meet everyone down at the pool." Stacy shouted from inside the luxurious bathroom as she was brushing her already sparkling white teeth.
Randy just grunted and turned back over in the bed, throwing the soft covers over his head to block out the light that was shining through the big balcony window. He didn't want to get out of bed just to go and chill with his friends at the pool. He wanted to sleep at least until noon. But then again, he was thinking about his other buddies that were in a relationship: John and Grant. Both of them were probably getting the same rap from their girlfriends, but probably worse. His thoughts were abruptly interrupted as Stacy entered the bedroom and looked surprisingly at her boyfriend.
"Randy." Stacy spoke, her hands now resting on her hips. "Randy. Come on, get up." But he didn't move. He could hear every word she said but he just didn't feel like answering her. He smiled knowing that he was more than likely getting under her skin with his lack of enthusiasm.
Stacy grew more agitated by his laziness as she walked over to the side of the large king sized bed. She grabbed the top of the covers and yanked them off so quickly that Randy hadn't even realized it until about three seconds after she did it.
"Stace. I wanna sleep." Randy complained without even moving. He lay sprawled out on the bed with nothing on but a pair of navy blue plaid boxers. Stacy just stared at his perfect back muscles as he hugged his pillow even tighter.
Stacy snapped out of the trance as she took one of the pillows and tossed it at him. "Get up!"
Randy sat up but very sluggishly. He rubbed his eyes as they adjusted to the sudden sunlight. "Did you just throw a pillow at me?" he sort of laughed.
Stacy giggled but then tried to be serious again. "Whatever. I had to get you up so I had to do what I had to do. So…there." She said as she turned on her heel and began to walk towards the bathroom. But her trip was cut short as a pillow hit her in the lower back. She stood still for a moment, her mouth half open but smiling. Slowly, she turned, setting her sights on her target.
Randy just sat there, showing off his signature smirk. He was taunting her with how cute he looked but then again, she was doing the same to him. She wore a pair of pink and white panties with a small white t-shirt, exposing her long, long legs. Her blond locks were wavy and her brown eyes were glistening brightly in the Mexican sunlight.
"What are you gonna do bout it?" Randy asked, hinting for her to do something.
She closed her mouth and almost evilly, smirked back at him. "This!" She exclaimed as she jumped on top of him. She laughed, knowing that she had no way of winning, but it was fun and flirtatious anyways. They both laughed and wrestled with each other on the huge bed. Randy pinned her on her back but Stacy quickly got out of it. She rolled to the side of the bed and tried to run away, but she was too slow from laughing so hard that Randy scooped her up in his arms and dragged her back to the bed. "Randy!"
He threw her back on the bed and pried her long tan legs open as he slid his body between them. Stacy's eyes lit up, feeling the slight bulge in his boxers rub against her throbbing center. His look of lust and passion was enough to send Stacy over the edge. But before he could move in to capture his soft lips with hers, she ran her hand down his body and grasped his cock, massaging it expertly between her fingers. Randy tried his hardest to keep his eyes from closing as he became harder with each stroke she graced upon him.
Her hand instinctively quickened the pace, which in turn quickened the pace of Randy's pleasure filled moans. He could barely support his weight with his elbows as Stacy worked her hand even faster, causing jolts of ecstasy to flow through his body. His eyes slightly rolled to the back of his head as he moaned loudly and came with a few final strokes. The only audible sound in the room at that moment was the dramatically increased pace of his breathing. Soon after, however, the sound of their lips colliding and their tongues working against each other was the only audible sound in the room then.
Chills ran up along her spine as he slowly and so seductively hooked his finger on the bottom of her pink panties and slid them down her legs. Her center throbbed for his touch as he pushed his boxers down to rest at his knees. But her mind soon began to take over while in the midst of feeling his tongue against hers. Thoughts of their friends waiting for them in the hotel lobby or by the pool for that matter weaved into her head, putting a brief damper on the situation. But when Randy pulled back from her lips and stared deep into her captivating eyes before he entered her, the thoughts were wiped clean from her mind. The only thing she wanted at that very second was for him to stick his big cock in her center and for him to thrust like he'd never thrust before.
Stacy bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes as he smoothly slid into her while watching her facial expression of satisfaction and slight pain envelope her angelic face. She couldn't bite down on her lip for very long as a gasp of ecstasy desperately had to escape her soft pink lips. Her hands wrapped around his back, her French manicured nails digging into his tan flesh. He aggressively shoved himself in and out of her, milking her for everything she was worth. Brief gasps and moans fled from her mouth as waves of pleasure constricted her body, quickly allowing her to reach her peak. But before she reached it, Randy grabbed one of her legs and threw it over his shoulder, granting him a better position to shove himself even farther into her. Even more forceful and frequent waves of pleasure flowed through her body, now causing her to moan much louder and longer. Her peak once again occurred as her body shook from how fast he was thrusting and how powerful her climax was hitting her. She quickly grabbed the fabric of the sheets as both of them orgasmed at the same time. Shrills of satisfaction echoed throughout the room from both lovers as Randy collapsed on the bed beside her.
The two rested for a minute or so, attempting to catch their breath. Randy laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling with his well defined pecks and abs heaving up and down. Stacy rolled over on top of him and lightly kissed him on the lips before resting her head on his big broad shoulder. Silence consumed the room before the sound of Stacy's ringtone took over. They both looked at each other as Stacy smiled and
climbed over Randy to get to her phone. But right before she was able to reach her phone, Randy grabbed her leg and pulled her back.
"Randy." Stacy said surprised at her boyfriend's action. But Randy, now laying on his stomach, just smirked and began to pull her across the bed towards him. "Randy. I need to get my phone. It's probably Torrie or someone." She complained, now beginning to think about their friends waiting for them downstairs, wondering where the hell they were. But Randy wasn't thinking about them at all. He just wanted them to have sex all day, especially like the sex they just had.
"Who cares Stace. They can wait." He simply said as he began a trail of butterfly kisses from her foot towards her….
"Randy!" Stacy screamed and laughed as she pushed away his head from her ever so wet center, although a part of her wanted him to continue. "Let me get my phone!" Randy just smiled and allowed her to crawl over to the nightstand to pick up her phone.
"Hello?"
"Hey. When are you guys coming down?" Aly asked on the other end.
"Um...we should be hahahaha…um down in like hahaha...Randy stop. In like ten minutes." Stacy giggled as Randy had made his way over to her and began sucking and licking her ticklish spot on her shoulder.
"Um…okay. We'll see you guys then I guess."
"Yeah hahaha. Okay. See you in a lil bit."
"Bye." Aly said as she closed her phone and looked over at everyone. "They'll be down in like ten minutes. And we all know what they were doing."
Everyone laughed and shook their heads. "We should have put money down on that." Troy joked as they all waited for their two very sexually addicted friends.
'La Cocina' Restaurant 7:44 pm
"I can't believe Spring Break's already over." Julie commented as everyone was finishing up their dinners.
"Thanks a lot Julie." Jeff said completely sarcastically. "Just kidding."
"But it is really sad though." Torrie remarked while frowning.
Stacy sighed. "It is really sad guys. I mean, this is probably the last time that all of us are gonna be together like this, you know?"
"College is coming up soooo fast. I wasn't expecting high school to fly by that quickly. Not at all." Said Jesse.
"Neither was I."
"Me neither."
"Well, hey, let's not be killjoys here. Let's celebrate." Randy spoke up as he held up his Dos Equis beer. "To having true friends….to making new ones in our upcoming years in college…..and to having the best damn vacation ever!"
Everyone hollered and cheered as they all clanked their glasses of beer and mixed drinks together, swigging them back at once.
"Well put Randy." John saluted his best friend. "Must have taken you all afternoon to think that one up huh?"
"Shut up." Randy laughed as he sat back in his chair.
"So for you couples…" Katie began to ask. "What are you guys gonna do when you have to separate for college? Are you gonna stay together or….what?"
All the couples looked at one another. None of them had come up with a decision for that looming problem. But it certainly gave each of them a wakeup call, sending a message to each and every one of them to begin to think and think quickly about what they were going to do.
"I really don't know what we're gonna do to be completely honest." Grant answered as he looked at Aly.
"I don't either." Torrie chimed in as she placed a hand on John's thigh. "I guess when the end of the year comes around, we'll make our decision then."
They all shook their heads, agreeing with what their blonde friend just said. But one of them just sat there and stared into space. He hadn't truly thought about it until now. His heart began to race as the fear of not having her around was creeping into his mind. What if they did decide to break up? What if she goes off to college and finds some guy twice as good as him? What if she falls in love with him? The thought of another dude's hands all over his one true love made him cringe with anger and disgust. The thought of another guy kissing her, orally pleasuring her, or for that matter, fucking her brains out made him want to shoot himself right then and there.
But he had to accept the facts. In college, everyone hooks up, whether they really want to or not. It's just common sense. And with that, it's almost impossible for a hot piece of ass like her to stay abstinent in college. All the guys would be on her so fast that she wouldn't be able to keep up. And what about him for god's sake? What was he going to do? Was he going to hook up with other girls if they broke up? Could he? Could he really do that to the one person he loves more than life itself? He wouldn't. Right?
"Yo Randy!" Jesse shouted as Randy snapped back into reality.
"What? What?" he answered as everyone, including Stacy, laughed at him.
"You okay?" Stacy asked as she smiled.
He smiled back at her and nodded his head. "Yeah I'm fine. Just thinking that's all."
"Randy thinking? Hard to believe." Troy said as Randy shook his head and laughed.
"Troy? A guy? Hard to believe." Randy joked as everyone laughed even harder.
"Whatever Orton." Troy smirked as he accepted his loss and shook his head.
3:32 am Randy and Stacy's Room
Randy shot up in the bed, breathing rapidly as he looked around the pitch black room. Something wasn't right. "Hey Stace. Stace." He said as he went to wake her up. But to his surprise, the bedside next to him felt empty. "Stacy?" No answer. He quickly turned over and turned on the light. When he looked back to see if she was there, no Stacy. "What the fuck?" he said to himself as he got up from the bed.
"Stacy." He yelled as he walked into the bathroom. She wasn't there. He opened the glass door to the balcony and stepped outside, but no Stacy. He was beginning to get real worried. She wouldn't just disappear without waking him up or leaving him a note or something. He stepped back into the room and closed the sliding door. "Where the fuck are you Stacy?"
He walked back over to the bed and looked around the room again. To his surprise, a door with a light coming from the bottom of it appeared right where the TV was. "What the?" he furrowed his brows and was getting extremely creeped out. He had never seen a door there before. The TV used to be right there! What was going on? He walked over to the door and swallowed hard as he took a deep breath and slowly creaked the door open. "Stace?"
He heard a knocking sound and heard Stacy moan briefly. What the hell was going on? "Stace? Stacy? Where are you?" Still nobody answered, but the mysterious knocking noise continued and so did the familiar sound of Stacy's moans. He looked left and nothing was there. But when he turned right, his eyes grew wider and wider, almost as if about to pop out of his head. His blood pressure was rising so fast he was almost medically able to explode. His heart had cracked into about a million pieces and his eyes actually began to water. Right in front of him, right in front of his own freaking eyes, some random blond haired guy was fucking Stacy. Her legs were wrapped around his waist as he pumped his cock in and out of her harder and harder, causing Stacy to throw her head back and moan. That annoying knocking noise was coming from the table hitting the wall from their hard and rough sexual actions. The blond guy began to suck and lick on her breasts as Stacy smiled and closed her eyes, obviously relishing the feeling. And it certainly looked like the feelings were mutual as the blond fag smiled along.
"Stacy!" Randy yelled as he clenched his fists as tight as they could go, but both of them didn't look over. "Stacy!" he yelled again as he briskly walked over to them. Both Stacy and the blond guy continued to pleasure each other, not even recognizing that Randy was there.
"Tell me I'm better than your boyfriend. Say it." The blond guy made Stacy say as he grabbed her hair.
"You're better than my boyfriend."
"Tell me how much more you want me than Randy."
"I want you more than Randy."
"How much more?"
"A lot more."
"Who's better at sex? Me or him?"
"You."
"Who?"
"You're much better than Randy at sex."
"Do you want my cock?"
"Oh yeah."
Randy had tears flowing down his cheeks like Niagara Falls. He stood there, watching his girlfriend getting fucked by some bastard, while listening to her tell him that he was pleasing her more than he(Randy) ever could. He felt light headed as he fell to the ground. The woman he loved had some random guy's dick in her and there was nothing he could do about it. She betrayed him. The one person he loved more than anything in the entire world had seemed to have completely forgotten about him. His heart was shattered and he soon felt like he was going to throw up. He felt extremely sick as he bent over to hurl.
"Randy? Randy." Stacy said as she shook her boyfriend as he was fidgeting uncontrollably in their bed. "Randy!"
Randy shot up in bed and looked around the room with his eyes wide open. "What the fuck? Where am I?" He was almost out of breath as he scanned over the room. He looked over at the other side of the bed and surprisingly, Stacy was there.
"Randy, are you okay sweetheart?" Stacy asked concernedly as she placed her hand on his cheek. Randy surprisingly took her hand off of his cheek immediately. Stacy sat there, sort of hurt, but more than anything, confused and slightly scared. "Randy, what's wrong?"
Randy just sat there for a few minutes, staring at Stacy. Her blonde hair was in a messy bun and all she wore was a green and yellow Jefferson lacrosse t-shirt with panties. He didn't know whether she was real or not. His supposed 'dream' was so realistic. He really felt like that was happening to him. He was still slightly confused and shocked, but he just took a few deep breaths and put his head down.
"Randy. Please say something. You're scaring me." Stacy said as she sat there with a horribly worried expression on her face.
Randy peered over at her. Just a few seconds ago, he saw her fucking some other guy and now, she was sitting right next to him in bed. "I had a bad dream. That's all." He simply said as he sat there, looking at the wall across the room.
Stacy was really worried. He looked like he had just seen a ghost or something. So she leaned over and began to kiss him on the cheek, but he didn't even flinch. Seeing this, she knew this 'dream' really must have been realistic or something. Real enough to scare him or freak him out like this. She quickly straddled his waist and began to kiss his neck and cheek. He just stared at the wall across the room. Not even saying a word. She made her way to his lips as she softly placed her lips against his. At first, he was motionless, but determined, she continued to kiss his lips until he would kiss back. After about four or five seconds, he slowly and very delicately began to kiss back.
She could tell by the way he kissed, that something really spooked him and she hated it when he got scared which she had only seen probably twice in her entire life. She broke the kiss and looked into his tired and confused eyes. "Randy. Are you okay?"
He sat there looking at her for a little while longer before answering. "Yeah I'm alright Stace. Just a really scary dream. I'll get over it. I just gotta get back to sleep."
Stacy briefly smiled but she was still worried about him. "Kay." She lightly kissed him one last time, stroking her thumb over his cheek, before climbing off of him and resting beside him. Randy laid down and looked up at the ceiling, still dazed from his dream. "Goodnight Randy. I love you." Stacy finally said, resting her head on his shoulder and placing her hand on his chest and her leg overtop of his.
Randy sat there motionless and felt a little bit better and slightly relieved that he heard her say those last three words. He closed his eyes and held her tightly in his arms. "I love you too Stacy." And with that, he slowly drifted off to sleep, praying that he would never have a horrible dream like that ever again.