THIS CHAPTER IS PRETTY LONG BUT I THOUGHT IT WOULDN'T BE AS GOOD IF I SEPERATED IT INTO TWO CHAPTERS SO…IT JUST MAKES IT SEEM MORE EPIC LOL BUT PLEASE ENJOY AND THANK YOU GUYS FOR REVIEWING! PLEASE KEEP IT COMING! LOL
Men's High School Lacrosse Championship of California: Jefferson vs. Green Falls
"Mr. and Mrs. Orton!" Stacy exclaimed as she noticed her boyfriend's parents sitting in the stands when she was making her way to the concession stand.
"Oh Stacy! How nice to see you dear!" Elaine Orton responded as she gave her, more than likely future daughter-in-law, a warm hug.
"Hi Stacy. How are you?" Bob Orton asked as he stood beside his wife in his Jefferson green and yellow.
"I'm good. I'm good." Stacy answered politely. "Randy's gonna do really well tonight. I can feel it."
"Oh we know he is. But he was extremely nervous this morning so…we hope those butterflies have left his stomach." Mrs. Orton said.
"Oh I'm sure he's alright now. He seemed fine when he left Aly's house so..." Stacy reassured Randy's parents. "Well I'm on my way to the concession stand. Do you guys want anything?"
"That's nice of you dear but I think we're okay. But thank you very much." Mrs. Orton answered as she looked over at her husband.
"Alright. Well I gotta get going but enjoy the game and…Go Randy." Stacy giggled as the Ortons chuckled along.
"Have a good time Stacy." Mrs. Orton stated as she gave her son's girlfriend one last hug.
"Bye!" Stacy waved as she raced over to the concession stands to get food and drinks for everyone.
Five minutes later….
"Ladies and Gentlemen….it is my greatest privilege to announce…all the way from Green Falls California…the red and black Pythons!" the announcer shouted through the speakers of the enormous stadium as the opposing stands roared with cheers and hollers. The Pythons took the field jumping around and shouting as loud as they could, trying to rile up the crowd. "PY-THONS! PY-THONS!" the crowd cheered as they began to warm up and run over to their designated sideline.
"And the opposing team…the seven time state champions….all the way from Jefferson, California…the green and yellow….COUGARS!" The stands across from the Python's side rumbled with cheering and chants as the team took the field proudly and confidently. The noise was so loud that even when the coaches tried to yell at their team to begin their warm ups, their players couldn't hear them. The atmosphere was so intense and the spirit of the Jefferson stands was incredible. "COU-GARS! COU-GARS! COU-GARS!" Every single person in the crowd wore their green and yellow proudly as the screams and shrills just kept coming.
"And the starting lineup for the Pythons…" the announcer began as the boos from the Jefferson side easily overpowered the cheers from the Green Falls side.
After the announcer finished, it was time for the Cougars. "And the starting lineup for the Cougars…" The whole crowd stood up as they waited for the players' names to be called. "The assistant captain of the team…Grant Featherston!"
"Yeah Grant! Wooooo!" Aly screamed as she waved her hands in the air. All of their friends around them cheered as well as they all cupped their hands and screamed, "FEATHERSTON!"
"John Cena!" the crowd yelled as loud as they could as John ran out onto the field and stood next to Grant.
"Kick some ass John!" Torrie shouted as everyone around her laughed, knowing how competitive she was.
"And your senior captain…with 267 high school career goals….Randy Orton!" The fans went absolutely nuts as girls screamed which made Stacy shake her head even though she didn't blame them. He was the hottest guy in school.
"WOOOO RANDY!" She screamed as she jumped up and down with the rest of her friends, clad in a green and yellow hoodie with tight jeans, her chestnut Ugg boots, green and yellow face paint, green and yellow martigras beads, her straight blond hair up in a ponytail with a green and yellow ribbon in it, and of course, her makeup applied masterfully.
"COU-GARS! COU-GARS! COU-GARS!" the fans cheered as the rest of the team took the field.
Shortly after the national anthem was sung, the game was underway.
The score remained tied at zero the first quarter but was then turned around in the second. John beautifully dodged a defender, stepped to the side and shot behind his back. The goalie never saw it coming as he stood dead in his stance and the ball went whizzing past him. "Goal!" the announcer shouted as the Cougar fans trumpeted with cheers.
"Alright baby! Keep it up!" Torrie cried out as Stacy and Aly laughed again at Torrie's competitiveness.
"Hey Tor, why don't you go down there and coach them from the sidelines yourself?" Troy joked which made everyone laugh, even Torrie.
"Shut the hell up."
After the first half of the game, not only were the Python's bodies being bruised and battered but also their egos. They were really being man handled in the game, even though their opponent was only up by one point.
Their coach, who was infamous for being a cheater and a liar, rallied his team together to talk strategy. "Alright boys, here's what we need to do! Johnson, hit that Featherston kid square in the shoulder and don't miss! I've seen him in his previous games and I think he might have a problem with it so…do your job! And Aaron! I want you to shatter Orton's knee even if it gets you thrown outta the game alright?! He's the only chance they have to win this game and by God I'm gonna do everything in my power to prevent that! Now do you boys wanna win?!"
"Yeah!" the Pythons shouted as the second half began.
Jesse had the ball as he crossed the midfield line and into Python territory. He quickly passed the ball to John who settled down their movement and called a play. He continued to cradle as he passed the ball to Grant. Johnson, the defender, quickly stepped up and swung at Grant's shoulder as hard as he could with his stick. Grant immediately fell to the ground and clutched his shoulder. The referee stopped play and gave Johnson a red card, expelling him from the rest of the game.
"Dude what the hell was that for?" John asked as he shoved Johnson back.
"Don't get up in my face faggot!" Johnson retaliated as Jesse went over to break up the conflict.
"Yo guys chill, chill. Just go back over to your sidelines man." He suggested to Johnson who just continued to exchange words with John.
"Hey guys that's enough or else I'll take you outta the game as well." He threatened John who was shocked.
"What the hell? I didn't do anything!" He shouted as Jesse grabbed him and shoved him over towards the rest of their teammates.
"Yo Grant, you okay?" Randy asked as Grant slowly got up.
"Yeah I'm alright man. I'm alright." Grant assured his teammates as he grabbed his stick and ran over to the sidelines. Everyone clapped and cheered him on as he sat down on the bench.
"Oh my god, Grant." Aly worried as she shook her head and watched her injured boyfriend from the stands.
"Asshole!" Jeff shouted at Johnson who trotted off the field watching his coach silently compliment him on his dirty work.
"Cougars! Cougars! Gather around!" Coach Foster hollered as the team huddled around their well respected coach. "Now listen here boys…we can't let them score again. The score's tied and we can't afford any more players to get injured." He stated as he pointed to Grant. "They're gonna play dirty and they're gonna play mean. They might cheat but we gotta be the better team and not let it get to us! Alright?! Now settle the ball in the offensive zone and wait for opportunities to present themselves! Trust me they will come. Now everybody put their sticks together!"
All the guys looked at each other and nodded their heads. This was their time to shine, not the Pythons. "One-Two-Three-COUGARS!" They cried out like they were about to enter a battlefield.
"Go Randy!" Stacy shouted at the top of her lungs, watching her boyfriend take the field in the last two minutes of the game. Torrie and Aly grabbed her hands as they all looked at each other and nervously waited for the game to continue.
"Come on ref! Blow the whistle!" Katie yelled as both teams got positioned on the field.
The ref slowly looked at both coaches on either side of the field, then looked back at the two players that were gonna take the draw. "You ready boys?" He asked as they both shook their heads and waited for the sound of his whistle. Right as he sounded the whistle, the Cougars easily scooped up the ball.
"Casey! Casey!" Randy shouted as Casey tossed the ball over to the captain. Randy quickly sprinted down to the other end of the field and quickly called a play. He passed the ball to John who cradled it and then passed it over to Jesse.
"Go Jesse!" Julie shouted from the stands as everyone eagerly waited for a Jefferson goal.
Jesse hesitantly tossed the ball, which unfortunately landed in the pocket of a Python defender.
"Get back! Get back!" Coach Foster screamed from the sidelines as every single person on both sides of the stadium rose to their feet.
The Python defender quickly tossed it to his teammate who ran it over the midfield line and then passed it over to another guy. Everyone bit their nails as the offensive player dodged one of the Cougars and headed towards the goal.
"Tom! Left side! Left side!" Coach Foster screamed as the attacker whipped the ball at the net. The stadium fell silent as the ball flew through the air. And almost as if it were the matrix, Tom maneuvered his stick left and caught the ball in his stick.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Kyle and Julie screamed as the rest of the Cougars stands roared with cheers and excitement. It sounded like thunder when all the fans started stomping their feet on the bleachers.
"Yeah Tom!" Stacy, Aly, Torrie, Kyle, Troy, Katie, Jeff, and Julie shouted as Tom cradled the ball in his stick and waited for someone to get open as they cleared out.
"Veronica! That's your boy!" their friend Lisa shouted down the bleachers to the platinum blonde.
"Yeah Tom!" Veronica cheered as she watched her crush cradle the ball out of the crease.
Tom quickly tossed the ball to Jesse who ran as fast as he could down the sidelines. Tom looked up at the game clock and noticed that only 34 seconds remained in the game. "34 seconds!" He screamed as the team hurried to set up one final play in the offensive zone.
John cradled the ball and called a play as Randy came running around the crease for the ball. John tossed it to Randy, who then tried to make a move on his defender. He stepped back seeing as though he was in no position to challenge him. He looked up at his defender's face through his helmet's mask and saw that it was that Aaron kid that Troy had been talking about earlier at Aly's. He was known for being one of the dirtiest players in the state and was defending Randy at that very moment.
Randy clenched his mouth guard as hard as he could with his teeth and attempted to maneuver his way around him. But when he tried to make it around him, Aaron intentionally hit him right at the back of Randy's knee with his stick. Randy quickly fell to the ground, writhing in pain. Flashbacks of earlier in the year at the football game began to reoccur in his head. The ref immediately blew the whistle as everyone huddled around Randy.
"Randy!" Stacy cried out as she saw Randy on the ground, clutching his badly injured knee. "Oh my god…Randy!"
"Yo Randy you okay man?!" John asked extremely concerned as his best friend laid flat on the turf surface.
"You're outta the game!" The referee shouted as he pointed Aaron towards the sidelines, giving him a red card.
"You fuckin prick!" Casey shouted as he pushed Aaron's shoulder.
"Get the hell away from me duschbag!" Aaron shouted back, not giving a shit what anybody thought of him.
Randy sat up and rubbed his injured knee. "Do you need help son?" The ref asked as he knelt down next to the captain.
"Nah I'm alright. I can get up." Randy answered him as he slowly stood up and grabbed his stick.
"Randy. Are you sure you can play man?" John asked as his teammates gathered around him. Randy looked up at the playing clock which read 2.6 seconds left. He looked down at the ground, and then back up at his teammates.
"There's two seconds left in the game man. I gotta a penalty shot to win the game….what do you think I'm gonna do?" Randy smirked as his teammates softly chuckled, knowing full well that their captain had already made up his mind. His knee was killing him, but that wasn't enough to stop him from winning the championship. He had waited his whole life for an opportunity like this, and he sure wasn't gonna pass it up now.
Stacy's eyes lit up as she saw Randy make his way to the top of the arch. "Come on Randy!" She encouraged as her and all of her friends grabbed each other's hands and waited for the final play of the game. It was all or nothing, and all of it was riding on her boyfriend's shoulders now.
"Yeah Randy!" their friend Chris shouted as the ref gave Randy the ball and stepped back.
The crowd fell silent; everyone's eyes fixated on the green and yellow #12 that stood beneath the high beamed stadium lights. Stacy bit her bottom lip, watching her boyfriend from above. Bob and Elaine Orton stood arm in arm with their fists clenched, waiting for their admired son to make history. Kyle, Troy, and Jeff prepared themselves for a huge celebration, patiently staring down at the field at their longtime friend. Torrie, Aly, Katie, Lisa, and Julie linked arms and quickly grabbed Stacy's as well, intensely gazing down at the field.
John stood on the field, six feet away from his best friend of 18 long years. He thought about all the times they had had throughout their adolescent ages, from playing with Tonka trucks in Randy's backyard to meeting Torrie and Stacy for the first time in kindergarten to recent memories such as the fight they got into with Justin Thompson. It all filtered down to this moment, a moment that was about to become history, a moment that his best friend was going to win yet another championship game.
He stood waiting, just like the other thousands of fans that waited for history to be made.
The whistle blew. Randy instinctively faked his stick to the left. He then juked the goalie who committed to his right, pulled his stick back to the right and flung the ball towards the net. It rapidly headed towards the goal, but unfortunately hit the post and bounced back towards Randy.
Everyone's hearts sank for what seemed like eternity, but were then relifted as the ball bounced back, landed back in Randy's stick and he shot the ball as hard as he could into the net and scored the winning game!
"GOAL!" the announcer shouted as the buzzer rang throughout the stadium but was almost inaudible from all of the cheers, cries, hollers, and shouts from the Cougar fans.
"WE WON!" Kyle shouted as everybody jumped up and down and screamed as loud as they could.
Down on the field, the whole Cougars sidelines ran over to Randy and practically tackled him to the ground. "RAN-DY! RAN-DY!" they shouted as John lifted his friend up on his shoulders and paraded him around the field.
This was a once in a lifetime moment for the Cougars captain. Never again would he play a game for Jefferson High School, but it was the best way to finish up his last year. He looked up into the stands and spotted his mother and father. They stood arm in arm proudly cheering for their beloved son, watching him make history right in front of their eyes. His father gave him the thumbs up, which made Randy smile and give him one back.
He quickly searched throughout the student section of the stands, attempting to look for the love of his life. He finally fixed his eyes on her, forming a smile on his face that had never appeared on there before. Stacy stood there smiling and giggling back at her boyfriend shouting, "I love you Randy!" Randy smirked and waved to her and all of his friends around her. This was definitely the best moment of his life, and there was nothing that could ruin it for him now.
PARTY TIME!
"WOOOO!" everyone shouted as the lacrosse champions of California made their way into the ginormous mansion of Chrissie Stewart.
"CHAMPIONS!" Troy shouted as everyone laughed at the class clown.
They greeted everyone on their way through the house as they all gathered up some beers and cheered to their great success as state champions.
"Okay, guys!" Chrissie hollered as everyone listened to the host of the party. "Rules! Any room is available for getting your freak on but………" Everyone cheered and laughed as Chrissie continued. "But…..if you make a mess, you clean it up!"
Everyone cheered again as they raised their red plastic cups of beer up to the sky. "To Chrissie!" Randy saluted as everyone cheered and swigged back their beers.
1 hour later….
"Alright, it's team sausage fest vs. team pink tacos!" Kyle announced as the two teams were ready to face off in an intense game of Flip Cup.
"Shut the fuck up Kyle! We're team princess!" Stacy laughed and sort of jokingly said as Kyle just laughed at his humor.
"Alright, alright, alright. On this team….we have Tom, Grant, John, Ted, and Randy!" He shouted, pointing to the boys' team. "And on this team…we have Katie, Aly, Torrie, Julie, and Stacy!"
Everyone in the enormously massive kitchen cheered and continued to drink their beers and shots.
"Ready? Set? Go!" Kyle yelled as the game was quickly underway. Katie quickly chugged her beer and began flipping her cup.
"Come on Tom!" Veronica shouted who was in the crowd around the game.
Tom finally finished and then began flipping, but already Aly had finished her beer and began flipping it.
"Go Grant! You're girlfriend's beating you dude!" Chris commented as Aly successfully flipped her cup. But almost simultaneously, Grant did as well. It was all tied up as John and Torrie chugged theirs at the same speed and began flipping.
"Come on dude!" Randy shouted in excitement as John flipped his cup, allowing Ted to go. Torrie then flipped hers as Julie almost inhumanly swallowed hers down quickly. They flipped the cups and they landed on the lip at the same time.
"Go Stace! Go!" All the girls hollered as Randy and Stacy looked at each other and chugged their beers. They tried to concentrate but they just kept laughing along with everyone else.
"Come on Randy!" The guys shouted as two attempts went by unsuccessful.
Stacy suddenly flipped her cup and it landed on its lid. "Yeah!"
"The winners!" Kyle announced who pointed to the girls' team.
Randy put his head back and stared up at the ceiling. "Ah shit." He smiled and looked across the table at his winning opponent a.k.a. his girlfriend.
"Good game. Good game. But I was trying to be a gentleman. I had to let you win." He tried to cover up his loss even though he was being completely sarcastic.
"Shut the hell up." Stacy laughed as she walked up to her boyfriend and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.
"Alright guys! The beer pong tournament starts in twenty minutes so everyone sign up if you haven't already done so and ladies who agreed to be referees, follow me!" Chrissie shouted as Stacy, Torrie, Veronica, Aly, Julie, their friend Tina, and another one of their friends, Steph followed the host.
"We'll see you in a little bit boys!" Aly flirtatiously said as she winked at Grant who was more than aroused.
"Ooh I wonder what they're gonna do." Grant asked his buddies who all made their way to the basement where the tournament was going to be.
The basement….
"Okay guys! Is everybody at their designated tables?" Chrissie asked as all the teams waited patiently to get underway with their games. All the spectators were along the wall and cheering for their favorite two-member teams. "Alright, but before we get started, there's just one more thing…."
Everybody stood there wondering what she was talking about, but that was short lived when Stacy, Aly, Torrie, Veronica, Julie, Tina, and Steph came walking down the stairs. "Bow chicka wow wow!" Katie hollered as everyone laughed, however, most of the guys' jaws were dropped so low that they couldn't laugh.
Randy's eyes were wide open, his eyebrows were raised, and the feeling he got in the lower half of his body was indescribable. He licked his lips as he watched the girls in their risqué and extremely sexy referee costumes make their way towards the tables.
"Holy shit." John said as Torrie walked right up in front of him.
"You better play by the rules John. I'll be watching you." She flirtatiously mentioned as she lightly ran her index finger down his chest and over his abs.
Grant just stared at Aly's body, not even trying to not act obvious. Her cleavage was displayed beautifully as he grabbed his girlfriend's ass and brought her body closer to his. "Can I just quit right now and we can go upstairs and find a room?" He smiled as Aly just laughed and pushed away from him.
"I don't know…it depends if you win or not." She teased him as Kyle, Grant's teammate, put his arm around his shoulder.
"Don't worry dude. I'll make sure that we win. Just so you can get some of that ass tonight." He promised as Grant laughed and pounded fists with him.
"Let the games begin!" a kid named Ryan shouted as the teams soon began their tournament.
One of the Final Four Games….
"Hey, hey! His cup is outta position! Ref you better do something." Ted pointed out as Stacy went over to check the aligning of Randy and John's cups.
Stacy strutted over to the end of the table where Randy and John were. Randy so badly wanted to drag her upstairs right now and have unlimited sex but he was in the middle of a game, unfortunately. She shot him one of the sexiest faces he had ever seen as she bent over on the table to attempt to get a better look at the cup positioning.
Randy almost lost it. Her short tight black shorts barely covered her smooth round ass which Randy wanted to rip off her at that moment. He arrogantly stepped up close behind her, making contact with her ass. He placed his hands on her hips. All he wore was his white, green, and yellow lacrosse shorts, but nothing to cover his well defined upper body. Stacy was so turned on but she couldn't let him see that. She had to play hard to get.
"Oh baby!" Troy shouted from the crowd as Stacy leaned back up and placed her hands on the table, evilly smiling at her boyfriend's little games. He didn't budge as her back made contact with his firm chest.
"Well…it looks fine to me. Play on!" She concluded as she turned around to be face to face with her boyfriend. "Randy let me out." She giggled as her boyfriend slowly let her out between him and the table, desperately not wanting to, however.
"Stace, you know you wanted some of that action!" John hollered as Stacy just shook her head and smiled, trying hard not to laugh. Everyone else laughed, however, which made Randy laugh as well.
"Just go." Was all she said as the game continued from there.
After the tournament was over, and the winners were Grant and Kyle, everyone went back upstairs to join the rest of the party goers.
"Dude, there has to be at least 400 people here, don't you think?" John asked Randy who was sipping on his beer.
"Yeah man, this is crazy. It's gotta be one of the best parties ever thrown." He agreed as he spotted Stacy a few feet ahead of him near the pool, still clad in her short black shorts and her sexy referee top that displayed her voluptuous cleavage expertly. Her hair was still up in a ponytail, which gave him better access to kiss and suck on her neck.
He was getting turned on again as he decided that the time had come. "Yo dude, I can't wait any longer. I gotta get Stacy."
"Go do what you gotta do man." John said as he too got the idea of finding his own girlfriend and making love to her.
"Later dude." Randy said as he put down his beer and walked up behind his girlfriend. He placed a hand on her shoulder and turned her around.
"Randy? What…what are you doing?" she asked intriguingly as she looked into his obviously hungry eyes. Randy didn't even say a word. He just evilly smiled and leaned down. "Randy! No!" Stacy screamed as he picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder. "Randy! Stop!" She laughed as he carried her into the house.
"Yeah Randy! Get some!" Casey yelled as he carried her all the way up the stairs and through the hallway.
"Randy! Put me down!" Stacy laughed even harder as he just slapped her ass and searched for a vacant room. He opened up a door and found an empty bed. "Randy! I swear!" He just chuckled and finally tossed her down onto the bed. "Randy don't even…." But her words were cut off as he opened up her legs, slid his body between them and made contact with her lips. He slid his tongue up against hers, causing Stacy to moan against his soft seductive lips. He quickly ran his lips over her neck and towards her sweet spot, allowing her to express her satisfied whimpers.
"Randy stop! Don't! Randy…" She laughed as he began to tickle her stomach. "Randy Orton!" He smirked against her neck as he continued the torture. Stacy was practically crying from laughing so hard as he finally stopped and flipped her over onto her stomach. He quickly ripped off her black shorts which prevented him from making love to her. He also discarded her black panties which was stopping him short of his goal as well.
Just as abruptly as when he flipped her onto her stomach, he flipped her back over onto her back. Now all that remained on her body was the tight referee top. Even though Randy was pretty drunk, his skills in bed certainly hadn't lost their touch. He grabbed her wrists and held them above her head, not allowing her to move or prevent him from what he was about to do next.
Randy slowly dipped his head down towards the opening of the black and white top, lightly kissing and licking the spot between her perky breasts. Stacy gasped at the sudden contact, squirming underneath of him as jolts of pleasure ran through her body. Her center was completely exposed to him, which Randy reassuringly hadn't forgotten about. He released her hands and lifted the top over her head, throwing it to the side.
Totally vulnerable, Stacy sat entirely naked in front of him. She quickly pulled out her hair-tie, letting her long slightly dirty blonde hair rest on her shoulders. Randy got up from the bed and stood there in the dark, although a small candle illuminated the room just enough so they could see. He stared at her amazing and perfectly fit body, glancing at her center that begged for his touch. He slid his shorts down his legs, uncovering his large shaft, which caused Stacy's mouth to open slightly. She seductively gestured him to come to her with her finger and smiled when he parted her legs. But instead of lying down on top of her, Randy grabbed her and picked her up so that she straddled his waist.
He stood there, gazing into his true love's eyes, relishing the feeling of her wet center against his aching shaft. She had her arms wrapped tightly around his muscular neck, pressing her breasts against his well-defined pecks. She waited for his next move, loving these games they played before intercourse. Randy was always great at foreplay, which was half the reason why he could pleasure her every time they got together. He forcefully backed her up against the wall, smashing his lips down onto hers. Without warning, Randy swiftly moved his forearms under her thighs to grant him better position as he cupped her ass and inserted himself into her center.
Stacy had to break their kiss to release a pleasure filled moan, gripping the dresser that happened to be right next to where they were fucking. The whimpers and moans kept coming as he thrusted himself faster and harder into her center, gliding gracefully along her contracting walls. "Oh God. Randy…" She whimpered as she put her hand up against the beige wall to keep her balance from their rapid commotion.
All of a sudden, Randy hit something that he had only hit about three times before in their entire sexual relationship. Stacy moaned so loudly that somebody had to have heard it. Randy continued to thrust himself against her g-spot as Stacy felt like she was about to explode from satisfaction. "Ahhh….ahhhh…" Her moans and whimpers only got louder as Randy felt like he was about to climax just from the cries of bliss that escaped his girlfriend's mouth.
As they both reached their peak, Stacy gripped the dresser as hard as she could, shutting her eyes tightly as the rush of ecstasy flooded her body, causing an orgasm that she'd never had before. Randy drove himself into her center only a few more times, before both strived to catch their breaths. He caressed her face with his thumb as he lightly pressed a kiss to her soft angelic lips.
"Randy…" Stacy whispered in between breaths. Randy peered up into her beautiful brown eyes, never wanting the moment to end. "That was the best sex I've ever had." They both giggled as Randy leaned his forehead against hers.
"Same here." He answered, still holding her naked figure in his arms. "So…you wanna…?" He asked raising his eyebrows, gesturing towards the bed with his eyes.
Stacy laughed and pushed his shoulder, shaking her head at how cute he could be. "Only on one condition…" she tried to act serious, even though both were still giggling.
"And what is that?"
Stacy evilly smirked, leaned closer to his ear, and whispered, "I get to be on top." Randy didn't hesitate for a second as he held her in his arms and quickly rushed them both over to the large king sized bed, going for not just one more, but two more ultimately satisfying rounds of complete and utter ecstasy.
The Next Morning
"Morning Stace." Chrissie and Aly whispered as Stacy made her way into the kitchen to get some coffee.
"Morning." The blonde said back with her hair up in a loose ponytail and sporting her boyfriend's noticeably bigger white lacrosse sweatshirt. She also wore a pair of black Dolce and Gabbana sunglasses since she was suffering from a minor hangover. "It's so bright."
"Looks like somebody got some action last night." Chrissie whispered but giggled as she pointed to Stacy's black panties.
Stacy just giggled along and poured herself some coffee. "You're one to talk Chrissie. I know for a fact you got some ass last night."
"You're right I did." Chrissie stated as all three girls tried to quiet their laughter, seeing as though there were a million people passed out all over the house.
"Hey, let's go outside so we can talk." Aly suggested as they agreed and made their way out towards the pool.
"So where's Grant?" Stacy asked Aly as she sat down at one of the many umbrella covered tables.
"He's sleeping of course. But oh my god, last night….wooo….I'm telling you what. I've never had an experience like that before." Aly claimed as Stacy and Chrissie laughed.
"Are you saying that as a good thing or a bad thing?" Chrissie asked as they wanted to hear the story.
"Oh it wasn't good…it was great." Aly responded as Stacy and Chrissie laughed again.
"Wow. Damn girl. Nice work. I swear, everybody had to have gotten laid last night. Don't you think?" Stacy asked as she took a sip of her coffee.
"Oh I'm pretty sure they did. Especially you, Miss Moan and Groan." Aly said as Chrissie almost fell back from laughing.
Stacy was completely shocked. Her face explained it all. "You guys heard that?"
Chrissie and Aly both nodded their heads. "Oh boy did we ever. I think probably, the whole upstairs did."
"Nah uh. You're lying." Stacy accused her friends.
"Nope. Swear on my life." Aly promised. Stacy just shook her head, half embarrassed but yet half amused.
"Ope. Here come the men of the hour." Chrissie said as Stacy and Aly turned around to see their boyfriends stepping outside into the bright sun.
"Morning ladies." Randy said trying to cover up his massive hangover. But unfortunately, that wasn't even possible. He wore his lacrosse shorts and his white DC hat that he had brought and Grant just wore his boxers with a white rimmed pair of Kirra sunglasses.
"Aw baby are you okay?" Stacy asked her boyfriend who laid down on a long beach chair.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I just gotta huge hangover, that's all." Randy answered, shading his eyes from the sun with his hat.
Stacy got up and walked over to him. "I'm sorry hun. Do you need anything?"
"I need you." Randy said as he quickly grabbed her and sat her down so she sat between his legs and her back was up against his chest. She giggled as he kissed her cheek softly.
"How you holding up sweetheart?" Aly asked Grant as he sat down on one of the chairs next to his girlfriend.
"Never been better." He sarcastically said, although he also meant it by referring to last night's events between himself and her.
"So Chrissie, did the cops ever show up?" Randy asked.
"Surprisingly no. I can't believe it. I mean, shit, there had to be at least 500 people here last night."
"Yeah that's what me and John thought. How many people do you think are still here?"
"Probably like 70. But then again, I haven't dared to go searching through all of the bedrooms yet." Chrissie admitted as everyone sort of laughed.
"Well Chrissie….I personally want to thank you for throwin the party. It was awesome." Stacy mentioned as everyone else thanked their good friend.
"Hey, no problem. My rents don't even care so…why not?" She chuckled. "But just wait 'til after prom! Wooo hooo!"