"You know, the more you text him, the less likely he is to want to text back," Jazmin said as she watched her friend agonize over her phone when she was supposed to be helping her get the house ready. "Desperate is so not a good look for you."
Across the room, Rebecca groaned and tossed her phone onto the catch, frustrated both at the situation at hand and, of course, at the fact that Jazmin was absolutely right.
"All I want to know is if he's coming to the party or not," she exclaimed as she threw her head back and groaned again, already fighting against the urge to check her phone. "I'm only here because I really need to see him."
"Ahem," Jazmin interjected, raising an eyebrow as she pulled the red plastic cups out of the kitchen cupboards.
"And because my best friend in the whole world invited me to come and needs my help setting up," Rebecca added with a small smile and a roll of her eyes. "Better?"
"It'll suffice," Jazmin replied, smiling herself. "Now come help me set all this shit up before the first guests arrive."
And Rebecca, being the good friend she was, did just that, leaving her phone on the couch where she had tossed it and instead getting up to help Jazmin finish setting up for the party. This whole thing had been Jazmin's idea from the very beginning, hence the reason it was taking place at Jazmin's home on a Saturday night while her parents were away on business for the weekend, but Rebecca had agreed to help set up, as well as attend (and likely clean up afterwards), despite not usually being the party-going type.
Rebecca Ramone and Jazmin Jiminez had been best friends for years, beginning in middle school, and were still going strong now that both of them were seniors at Morningwood High School and already preparing to hear back from colleges. To the uninitiated, their friendship would have seemed odd, as the two girls had little in common, and generally hung out with very different crowds, but they shared enough commonality to see them through despite what differences may have existed.
Of the two of them, Jazmin was by far the most extroverted, and the idea of her throwing a massive house party while her parents were away was something almost expected of her at this point. Latina by birth, and coming from a wealthy background, Jazmin very much saw herself as the star of the spotlight, a position she milked for all it was worth. With sultry brown eyes, flowing dark hair, and a body that was the envy of every other girl at Morningwood, Jazmin was a knockout and knew it, something she took advantage of with stylish boots, shorts that emphasized her shapely ass, and a glimmering, low-cut top that gave a tantalizing view of her bountiful breasts.
Rebecca, on the other hand, was an introvert through and through, and perhaps a little too shy and studious for her own good, especially when compared to her much more outgoing friend. Of Italian descent and a much more modest background, Rebecca was more at home with a good book than in front of a crowd. Nonetheless, she was a looker as well, even if she didn't know it or utilize it much to her advantage, of slim frame with oversized glasses and shoulder-length black hair she had died blonde around the bangs and edges. She had allowed Jazmin to give her some fashion tips for the party this evening, and thus was wearing a bright red, sleeveless blouse that she felt showed too much skin and a pair of black jeans that hugged her hips just a little too snugly.
"I still don't know about these jeans," Rebecca said as she helped Jazmin prepare for the arrival of the partygoers, the two having already set up most of the drinks and the music that would be playing for the evening. "I just feel like everyone will be staring at my ass."
"That's the point, girl!" Jazmin responded with a laugh, hitting Rebecca's buttocks with her own as though in the middle of a song only she could hear. "If you got it, flaunt it! Besides, if all goes well, you might not even be wearing them for too much longer."
"As if," Rebecca replied with another roll of her eyes, blushing lightly at her friend's constant innuendo. "I doubt Bryce will even notice…"
If there was one person in all the world more important to Rebecca than her best friend Jazmin, it was her on-again, off-again boyfriend Bryce Thompson. Despite having known each other since elementary school, it hadn't been until the two were sophomores that they began hooking up, and had been on something of a roller coaster of a relationship ever since. While their good times were quite good, indeed – Rebecca would claim they were among the best times of her entire life – it was true they had their fair share of bad times as well. As a result, it was unfortunately common for the two of them to break off their relationship, only to get back together a few weeks (or sometimes even days) later. They had been together for two years now – off and on, give or take – and Rebecca was hoping that their latest reconciliation would be the beginning of a more permanent solution.
If Bryce ever got around to texting her back, that is.
"What's the deal with you two, anyway?" Jazmin asked as she finished putting away some of the more priceless vases and other objects she knew would unintentionally become targets of vandalism once the party got underway. "You two have barely been talking at school. Didn't you go out just last week?"
"We did," Rebecca confirmed, frowning a little as she pushed her large-framed glasses back up her face. "And it went well! Maybe too well."
"Too well?" Jazmin echoed, studying her friend's face for further clues. "How exactly does a date go too well?"
Rebecca bit her lip. "I might have…possibly…told him I loved him."
Jazmin's eyes widened. "Oh. Okay. Using the 'L word' now. What did he say?"
"He didn't say anything," Rebecca told her after a moment, frowning to herself. "He just said he had to go and…he left."
"And you haven't talked about it since?"
"We haven't talked about it since."
Jazmin sighed sympathetically. "Damn, girl. That's harsh."
"That's why I'm so anxious to know if he's going to be here," Rebecca explained, figuring it was better to simply keep talking than to dwell further on her recent relationship troubles. "I figure, if we're both here, maybe we can finally talk about it, you know?"
"And alcohol can't hurt," Jazmin reminded her.
"No, alcohol most definitely cannot hurt," Rebecca admitted with a chuckle.
"Get him buzzed and then corral him," Jazmin said teasingly, as though she had figured out her friend's diabolical plan. "I like it. Get him in the house, get you outta those pants, and boom! Shotgun wedding. Smart."
"Shut up!" Rebecca exclaimed, laughing again, and this time reaching out to smack her friend on the shoulder. "You're one to talk, you have half the boys in school after you."
"Hey, I can't help it if the boys of Morningwood High School have good taste," Jazmin said, only half-joking as she poured a pair of shots on the kitchen counter, the first shots of the night. Handing one of the shots to Rebecca, she held her own up in the air. "To us! Best Friends Forever!"
"Best Friends Forever," Rebecca agreed, clinking her class against Jazmin's before both girls tipped their drinks back and swallowed them whole.
Things in the Jiminez household accelerated quickly from there. Once people started arriving, they didn't stop, and it wasn't long before the large house was crowded full of high schoolers (and perhaps a few wayward college students) rocking away. The music was loud, the drinks were plentiful, and everyone who was anyone had managed to find their way to the party. Had the home been located in the suburbs like Rebecca's, there was no doubt the neighbors would have noticed the large teenage party almost immediately and had it quickly shut down by the proper authorities. However, Jazmin's family's wealth also came with a fair amount of privacy, out in the middle of the woods as it was, ensuring the teens wouldn't be bothered.
Though Jazmin and Rebecca started off welcoming the party-goers as they arrived, it wasn't long before the two gradually began to gravitate towards separate ends of the party. Jazmin, being the hostess, was obviously in high demand, and quickly found herself being pulled from one clique of partygoers to the next, never staying in one place very long, but moving around constantly, both ensuring everyone was having a good time and keeping a watchful eye that nothing too crazy broke out under her parents' roof. Rebecca, on the other hand, never one for the limelight, instead allowed herself to drift into the background of the party, more content to observe the party than to be a part of it.
As such, by the time the party was in full swing, Rebecca found herself largely on her own, maneuvering her way through the crowded household, full as it was with dancing and drinking teenagers. Clutching a plastic red cup filled with cheap beer, Rebecca spent most of her time watching others enjoy themselves; she saw seniors and college students chug beer and take part in drinking games, watched as boys and girls alike danced to the booming music playing over the speakers scattered throughout the house, and, more than a little painfully, observed as couple after couple took to making out in corners or began disappearing into other rooms for more private actions still.
The sight of her peers and classmates pairing up as the night went on of course weighed heavily in Rebecca's mind, and unfortunately only served to further remind her of the fact she had neither seen nor heard from Bryce since the party began. Not that she hadn't tried; she had looked practically all over the place, and felt like she had seen just about everyone she knew from Morningwood High School except her boyfriend. The fact that he was also still ignoring her text messages was most certainly not helping.
Hey, are you still coming?
Are you here?
Where are you?
Do you want anything to drink?
Can you please text me back?
"Ugh!" Rebecca groaned loudly as she fought to keep herself from throwing her phone across the room and inevitably striking a partygoer across the head. The whole situation was giving her a headache, only further amplified by the loud music and the drunk teenagers dancing left and right.
She looked around for Jazmin, hoping perhaps her friend could cheer her up, but couldn't seem to find her. Finally giving up, she decided to head downstairs; the entire basement had been carefully cordoned off by both her and Jazmin before the party began, to keep other partygoers from going down there and messing with Mr. Jiminez's bowling alley or Mrs. Jiminez's state-of-the-art entertainment system, and now Rebecca hoped it might provide her with a little breathing room. Careful to ensure no one else noticed, she quickly moved the boxes she and Jazmin had placed in front of the basement doors out of the way and then slipped inside, seeking the peace and quiet of the lower floor to help her gather her thoughts.
Had she known what she would discover once she was down there, however, she would have never, ever left the party.
For the first few brief moments after Rebecca had closed the basement door and began descending the stairs, she had actually felt a sense of peace wash over her. She could hear herself think for the first time in a long time, the booming music and the bumping and grinding of adolescent bodies no longer in the forefront of her mind, and she had appreciated those few moments of relief she experienced as she walked down the stairs and into the cool, dark basement.
Then she saw what awaited her at the bottom of those stairs, and all sense of relief evaporated as she felt her heart sink into her stomach like a stone.
Far from being empty, as Rebecca had hoped, the basement was in fact already occupied by three other teenagers, two of whom the girl knew quite well. The first, of course, was Jazmin herself, Rebecca's best friend and the hostess of the very party Rebecca was attempting to escape from. The second was Bryce Thompson, her beloved boyfriend, who apparently had made it to the party after all. And the third was none other than Nathan Cubus, the legendary playboy of Morningwood High School, a peer Rebecca only barely knew, having only had a handful of conversations with him prior to this every evening. All three of them were in varied and advanced states of undress and far too busy paying attention to each other to so much as glance up and notice Rebecca.
Meaning, in this particular scenario, that they were fucking.
Jazmin, always the star, always the one in the spotlight, was in the center of the spectacle, and though Rebecca had grown accustomed to seeing Jazmin every day of her life, she had never before seen her like this: naked from head-to-toe, with her discarded clothes scattered across the room, and resting on her hands and knees on the couch in the middle of the basement living room as she was relentlessly fucked from both ends. Kneeling in front of her was Nathan Cubus, shirtless and with his pants pulled down just enough to free his cock, which he was thrusting in and out of Jazmin's mouth as she sucked with equal gusto.
And kneeling behind Jazmin, as naked as she was, save for his socks and a backwards-facing baseball cap, was Bryce, Rebecca's boyfriend, the only boy she believed she would ever love. Just as Nathan was thrusting into Jazmin's welcoming mouth, Bryce was stationed behind her, his cock sliding in and out of her slick pussy as he pounded against her bare ass again and again, fucking the Latina girl's brains out, and with far more passion than he had ever shown when making love to Rebecca herself.
How long the three had been like this, Rebecca did not know, and they continued on even after she arrived, blind and deaf to her entrance, the basement lights still turned off so as to further dissuade any partygoers from venturing downstairs. Poor Rebecca was so shocked by what she saw that, for several moments, she could nothing but stand there at the bottom of the stairs, eyes and mouth wide open, her brain unable to process what she was witnessing. Whether it was for seconds, or minutes, or even more still, Rebecca did not know, but found herself unable to do anything but watch in growing disgust.
She watched as Nathan slid his hard cock into Jazmin's warm and welcoming mouth again and again, so hard he was practically fucking her face, as Jazmin merely moaned in delight and licked up and down his swollen shaft like it was the most delicious thing in the world.
She watched as Bryce slammed into Jazmin's cunt from behind harder and faster with every thrust, his own cock sliding in and out of her sopping wet pussy as it gripped him like a vice, pulling him in deeper and deeper still.
She watched as Jazmin took their cocks like the star she was, whining and moaning and bucking her hips like a wanton slut as her large breasts bounced back and forth beautifully, her entire body shaking and shuddering with every thrust into her mouth or pussy.
She watched as Nathan placed a hand on the back of Jazmin's head and began driving his cock into her mouth faster and harder than before, until the girl was gagging happily along his dick.
She watched as Bryce gripped Jazmin's bucking hips and drove himself deeper and deeper into her tightening cunt, her shapely ass bouncing against his thrusting hips.
She watched as Jazmin doubled her efforts in time with her lovers, bucking and sucking and fucking like a consummate professional, taking two dicks as though it was the easiest and most natural thing in the world.
Rebecca watched it all. She saw it all. Each and every single little detail seared itself into her brain, never to be forgotten, never to be forgiven. What happened next happened so quickly and so automatically that it wasn't even until after it happened that Rebecca realized she had done it at all.
"What the fuck?!"
It was Rebecca's sudden, uncontrolled outburst that finally alerted the other three teenagers to her presence in the basement and brought their little threesome to an abrupt end. Nathan, Jazmin, Bryce, all of them jumped where they were, visibly startled, and finally turned to look at the young woman who had been watching them for so very long, almost falling over as they did so, Bryce still balls-deep in Jazmin's cunt and Jazmin's cheeks bulging ridiculously, her mouth still stuffed full of Nathan's cock.
Rebecca would have found it comical if it wasn't so completely and utterly devastating.
Of the three of them, Nathan was the first to recover, and the only one who didn't seem the least bit embarrassed of the situation in which he found himself.
"Goddamn, you scared the hell out of me," he said, even smiling a little as he looked over at Rebecca, still not removing his cock from out of Jazmin's mouth. "What's up?"
But Rebecca didn't hear him; she barely even noticed him. Her eyes, already wide with disgust, were now growing wider still as anger and rage built up inside her, quickly driving out each and every other emotion, and they focused solely on Bryce and Jazmin, the two people in the world she considered most important to her, her boyfriend and her best friend.
There were a million things Rebecca wanted to do at that moment. She wanted to cry. She wanted to scream. She wanted to kick and punch and claw and destroy everything and anything in her path. She wanted the entire party – no, the entire world – to feel every ounce of pain and betrayal and heartbreak she was feeling in that very moment.
Instead, true to her bookish and introverted nature, she settled for throwing her lukewarm beer on the three teenagers fucking on the couch in front of her.
"Hey!" Nathan cried out in surprise.
"Becca, wait!" Bryce shouted in distress.
"Mmmgghh!" Jazmin mumbled, a dick still in her mouth
Rebecca paid them no mind, however, and simply turned heel and ran right back up the basement stairs. With the tears in her eyes blinding her, the girl pushed open the basement door and rushed past the few drunk revelers standing in the adjoining hallway, barely even noticing the other partygoers as she pushed them all aside. By the time Rebecca reached her destination – the back deck of the house, always one of her favorite places in the Jiminez household – the tears had turned into full-blown, heart-wrenching sobs.
While the back deck had not been deserted when Rebecca first burst onto it – it being a rather pleasant night out – it began to clear soon after she began crying, with most of the partygoers at least sober or socially aware enough to take the hint that privacy was needed. As the other teenagers began to vacate the premises and either return to the party inside or venture off into the woods to engage in more risqué behavior, Rebecca could do little else but allow herself to feel all the rage and sorrow and hatred she was experiencing all at once.
Rebecca never knew how long she cried out on the deck, or even how hard, only that the waterworks seemed to go on forever and ever…and then, all of a sudden, as if by magic, they were gone. She felt empty inside, cried out and hollowed out, with nothing but the lingering sting of betrayal a permanent scar upon her heart. For a time, she simply stood at the edge of the deck, looking out into the woods, ignoring the sounds of the party raging in the house behind her, numb to everything but her own heartbreak.
It wasn't until she heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind her that Rebecca seemed to snap back into reality, and her first instinct was to lash out. Turning on her heel, she pulled back her hand to smack whoever was sneaking up on her…
…only for Nathan Cubus to grab her hand in midair, a full six inches before she could make contact with his face. He was thankfully much more clothed than when last she had seen him, having taken the time put his shirt back up and button up his pants.
"Whoa, there!" the young man exclaimed, stopping Rebecca's slap short and looking at her with genuine surprise on his face. "You're just full of surprises tonight, aren't you?"
"Let go of me," Rebecca said, glowering at Nathan as he held her hand in the air.
"Are you going to slap me?"
"I might."
"Fair enough," Nathan acquiesced, nodding but still not letting go of her hand. "But can I at least explain myself first? If you still want to slap me afterwards, I won't stop you."
And despite everything, despite all the rage and anger in her heart, Rebecca agreed.
"Fair enough," she said, mimicking Nathan's words exactly, and then yanking her hand out of his the moment he released it. "Is this the part where you tell me I didn't see what I think I saw?"
"No, because you're not an idiot," Nathan told her, lowering his own hand now that he was certain he wasn't going to be slapped across the face (at least not unjustly). "I'm not denying I wasn't part of what you saw. I was. But…I didn't know about you and Bryce."
At the mention of her wayward boyfriend, fresh tears suddenly sprung to life in Rebecca's eyes. Her shoulders shaking a little, the girl turned away from Nathan, unable to look him in the eyes as she fought to keep herself from breaking out into another fresh lament.
"Where is he?" she asked after a moment, her voice uneven as tears stung the edges of her eyes.
"I don't know," Nathan admitted, taking a step closer but keeping a respectable distance in case Rebecca suddenly changed her mind. "I left them in the basement after you blew up and came to find you. Well, I cleaned myself up a little, first, but then I came to find you."
Rebecca sniffled, and wiped away some of the tears staining the lenses of her glasses. "You really didn't know about me and Bryce?"
"Not to be plead ignorance, but I barely know you guys," Nathan told her, and he said it in such a genuine and sympathetic manner that Rebecca believed him almost instantly. "I've been after Jazmin for a while, and when she invited Bryce to join, I just kinda…went along with it. I'm not exactly a nice guy, but I don't go around ruining people's relationships. I got standards, you know?"
Rebecca laughed at that, though it came out as more of a snort than anything. "Are you apologizing to me, Nathan?"
"Yeah, I guess I am," the young man admitted with a shrug. "You don't have to forgive me. I wouldn't. But I want you to at least know I didn't hurt you intentionally."
"That's…oddly sweet of you," Rebecca responded, even going so far as to smile a little as she turned back around to face Nathan. "Alright, I believe you. I'm not mad at you. But I am still pretty goddamn mad."
"Understandable," Nathan said, leaning back against the wooden railing along the edge of the deck and smiling in his effortless manner. "You did just catch me and your boyfriend double-teaming your best friend."
Rebecca snorted again, despite herself. "Well, when you put it that way…"
She let herself trail off, then, no longer certain of what she wanted to say or even if she wanted to say anything at all. Instead, Rebecca leaned up against the wooden railing of the deck alongside Nathan, but once again facing the woods and the stars in the night sky beyond, whereas Nathan leaned with his back to the woods so he instead faced the party still raging in the house beyond.
"I told him I loved him," she said after a few minutes of silence passed between the two of them. She didn't even fully understand why she was telling Nathan any of this, other than the fact she felt the need to express it, and he simply happened to be there. "Bryce, I mean. I told him I loved him. And then I find him like…that."
Nathan frowned. "Shit. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, me, too," Rebecca said softly, still staring off into the distance. "I don't even know how I'm supposed to feel. Other than heartbroken, I guess. Sad? Angry? All of the above? It just…it hurts, you know? It hurts like hell. But you know what the worst part is?"
"What's that?" Nathan asked, genuinely curious.
"The worst part is, more than anything," Rebecca continued slowly, thinking out her words carefully even as she said them, "I wish they could feel what I feel. Bryce and Jazmin, I mean. I wish they could feel this hurt, this pain, this…whatever this is. Maybe then they would really understand what they did to me."
"You mean revenge," Nathan stated after a moment's thought, raising an eyebrow as he looked over at the young woman staring off into the distance. "You're talking about revenge."
"Yeah," the girl admitted once she realized he was right. "I guess I am."
Rebecca fell silent after admitting that, and even flushed a little as the words came out, more out of shame than anything else. The young woman had always thought herself a good person, a caring person, and the act of wishing harm upon another person – even the two people who had hurt her more than anyone else ever could – didn't sit right with her. It made her feel sick to her stomach.
But neither did it make the pain go away. And right then, even as sick as admitting it aloud made her feel, Rebecca could not deny it was the truth. More than anything, she wanted Bryce and Jazmin to experience the heartbreak and betrayal she felt at that very moment. Then, and only then, might she find it possible to forgive them.
Rebecca was still pondering all this internally when Nathan finally broke the lingering silence between them.
"So, funny thing," he said slowly, a small smirk crossing his face as he turned to look at Rebecca out of the corner of his eye, "but I think I might be able to help with that."
"How's that?" Rebecca asked, smiling sardonically and in utter disbelief, as if the very idea of getting back at her friends was simply beyond the realm of possibility. "What do you want me to do, vandalize their lockers? Call them out on TikTok? Sue them for emotional damages?"
"Nothing so extreme," Nathan responded with a shake of his head, still smirking mysteriously. "I was thinking something more personal. Something that will hit them where it hurts. Something like…sleeping with me."
Rebecca blinked at that, certain she hadn't heard him correctly. "Come again?"
"Sleep with me," Nathan repeated, his smarmy expression unchanged, even as he looked the girl up and down, causing her to blush as she realized for the first time that the boy she had just seen fucking her best friend's face was now checking her out. "You want to get back at Bryce, right? Well, what better way to get revenge on a cheating ex-boyfriend than by sleeping with some guy you barely know? And the fact it would seriously piss off Jazmin is a pretty good bonus, too."
"And I'm to believe you're suggesting this entirely out of the goodness of your heart?" Rebecca asked, raising an eyebrow as she studied the young man carefully, trying to determine whether or not he was actually being serious.
"Oh, hell, no," Nathan admitted with a laugh, once again giving the girl a once over, clearly admiring her outfit and perhaps imaging what she would look like without it. "Like I said, I'm no nice guy. But this is something we could both benefit from. You get your revenge, and I get to sleep with a beautiful girl. It's a win for both of us."
"I am so not beautiful," Rebecca countered, looking away from Nathan even as she felt herself blush at his admittedly simple compliment. "Not like Jazmin…"
"No, you're not beautiful like Jazmin," Nathan assured her, catching her off-guard, "you're beautiful like Rebecca. I happen to like a little variety in my girls; ask anyone. And something tells me you would be a hell of a better lay that Jazmin could ever be."
And despite everything, despite the events that had led to this conversation, despite Nathan's well-known reputation as a playboy, and, perhaps most importantly, despite the ten thousand reasons she knew she shouldn't buzzing around in her head and yelling at her like a studio audience, Rebecca was surprised to find she was actually considering Nathan's offer. It was something she would have previously balked at, something she wouldn't have even taken seriously in the slightest, yet here she was, blushing despite the cool night air, less than a foot away from the legendary Nathan Cubus, being propositioned for sex, no less…and she was actually considering saying yes.
This is crazy, she thought to herself, biting her lip as her eyes darted back and forth behind the lenses of her oversized glasses, still unable to look Nathan in the face. This isn't the kind of girl I am…the kind of person I am! This isn't me. This isn't something I would do. This isn't something I would do in a million years!
Is it?
Because, the more Rebecca thought about it, the more Nathan's proposal actually made a kind of strange sense to her. Bryce was the only boy she had ever slept with, having lost her virginity to him during her sophomore year, and having abstained from sex when they weren't dating, not least because she knew he could be unbearably jealous. Indeed, Bryce's jealousy and insecurity were (ironically enough now, all things considered) one of the many reasons their relationship had often been rocky. If he ever found out she had slept with someone else – much less the notorious Nathan Cubus – he would go ballistic.
And then there was Jazmin, Rebecca's so-called best friend, the girl she would have given her life to protect only hours earlier. More than anyone, she knew how much Bryce had meant to Rebecca, how much she had treasured what they had – and she had played a central role in destroying it once and for all. For what reason? Had she been harboring feelings for Bryce this whole time? Was she jealous of their relationship, unsteady as it may have been? Or had she simply done it to spite Rebecca, to hurt her for some imagined slight?
In the end, Rebecca didn't have answers to any of these questions, and soon realized it didn't matter if she ever would. The only thing that mattered was that Nathan was right; doing this, uncharacteristic of her as it may be, would hit Bryce and Jazmin right where it hurt and show them exactly how much they had hurt her.
In the end, that was all that mattered.
"Okay," she finally said, hesitantly at first, but growing more certain with every passing second, even as her cheeks burned bright red. "I'm pretty sure I'll regret this later, but…fuck it. Let's do this."
"That's the spirit," Nathan said, smirking mischievously and clearly looking forward to getting started. "So, did you want to do this back at your place or…?"
"No, we're not leaving," Rebecca said after a moment's thought, a devilish idea of her own popping into her head. "In fact, I know exactly where to go."
With that, Rebecca took hold of Nathan's hand, the first time they had touched since he had stopped her from smacking him ten minutes ago, and immediately began heading back into the party. The music washed over them in booming waves the moment they stepped back into the house, but the rest of the partygoers were too busy drinking or dancing to notice the two newcomers as they weaved past them, a destination clearly in mind. Nathan, for his part, merely followed along, allowing Rebecca to lead him through their countless peers and up the stairs leading to the second story of the house. Moving past several other rooms, including a bathroom with a line leading out the door and a few guest bedrooms already occupied by couples unable to keep their hands to themselves, Rebecca finally found the room she was looking for. After a quick glance to ensure the room was indeed empty, the girl pulled Nathan inside and then slammed the door closed behind them both, locking it for good measure.
"Where exactly are we?" Nathan asked once he had a chance to look around the room Rebecca had pulled him into, revealing it to be a sizable bedroom with possibly the fanciest bed he had ever seen, stacked high with stuffed animals. Posters of boybands and cheesy romance movies plastered the walls, and expensive clothes littered the floor, all of them the latest and hottest fashions.
"Jazmin's room," Rebecca answered with a mischievous smile of her own, leaning back against the locked bedroom door as she watched Nathan look around.
"Nice," Nathan commented, smirking right back at her. "You really are getting into this whole revenge thing, aren't you?"
"You have no idea," Rebecca replied breathlessly as she unzipped the tight black jeans Jazmin had given her to wear especially for the occasion.
A few moments later, Rebecca's jeans were pulled off, along with her panties, and Nathan followed suit by removing his shirt and undoing his pants just enough to free his cock, which was already fully erect and so large that the girl couldn't help but gulp a little upon seeing it. She hadn't had been able to get a good look at Nathan's dick in the basement, seeing as it had mostly been stuffed in Jazmin's mouth, but now she had the opportunity to admire it for what it was, only the second penis she had ever seen in real life, and knew immediately it would put Bryce's to shame.
It was the sight of Nathan's erect cock that convinced Rebecca to eschew further removing her clothes, thus leaving on her sleeveless red blouse as well as her ankle socks, suddenly desiring nothing more than to have him inside her as soon as was physically possible.
Nathan, of course, was all too willing to comply.
"Ahnn!" Rebecca gasped loudly as she felt Nathan penetrate her for the very first time, the young man having lifted her up off her feet so he could press her against one of the many expensive posters plastered the walls of Jazmin's bedroom. The girl's eyes all but rolled up into the back of her head as her hips were lowered onto Nathan's, her spread legs trembling as she felt his cock press deeper and deeper inside of her. "Oh, my god…!"
Nathan merely groaned in pleasure in response as he likewise felt his dick press into Rebecca's adolescent cunt, her warm folds even tighter than he was expecting considering her prior experience with Bryce. The girl felt good wrapped around him, practically like a virgin, and he savored the sensation of her struggling to accommodate each and every inch of him. With both hands holding Rebecca beneath her spread thighs, and with every intention of inching his way towards her supple ass, he pressed her against the wall as he pushed deeper still inside of her, knowing he wouldn't be satisfied until he was balls-deep.
"Oh, fuck…!" Rebecca whispered, whimpering a little as she bit her lip and rolled her hips gently, adjusting to the fat intruder buried in her cunt. She took the opportunity to look down at where she and Nathan were joined together, and her eyes widened behind her oversized lenses as she saw his thick cock pushing inside her. "You're…you're so much bigger than him. Than Bryce. Oh, my god, I don't think you can even fit!"
"I'll fit," Nathan assured her, smirking a little as he watched the girl whimper and whine against him, her bare hips pressed against him as he penetrated her. "Just you watch…"
With that, Nathan began slowly moving back and forth inside Rebecca, pulling his cock almost all the way out, leaving only the swollen head of his dick inside her…before pushing right back in, sliding into her warm and wet folds. Each thrust in and out of the young woman elicited either a gasp or an outright moan from her as he stretched her teenage pussy wider and wider with every movement, introducing her to new levels of both pain and pleasure, levels she had clearly never before experienced. Soon enough, Nathan was thrusting in and out of Rebecca properly, using almost the entire length of his cock to stroke her tightening womb, sending wave upon wave of ecstasy crashing over the nerdy senior.
Rebecca, of course, was so overwhelmed by the experience that she could barely think straight. Whereas her hands had previously been pressed against the poster she was being fucked against, the faster and harder Nathan moved, the more she felt the need to wrap her arms around him and hold on for dear life. So too did her legs bend at the knees to wrap around the young man's thrusting waist, until she found herself all but locked around Nathan as he fucked the holy hell out of her, pounding her against the wall and no doubt ruining the poster she was pressed against.
"Uhn! Uhn! Uhn! Uhnnnn! Fuck!" Rebecca cried out as she bucked her hips as best she could in he vulnerable position, both her legs and arms wrapped around Nathan as she held on for dear life. She whimpered and whined as she received the best fuck she had ever experienced, savoring the sensation of Nathan's cock sliding in and out of her sensitive pussy as her bare ass slammed up against the bedroom wall. "Shit, Nathan! Oh! Oh! Ahnnn…!"
Nathan, meanwhile, simply kept fucking the girl for all he was worth, doing exactly what he was best at. It wasn't long at all before he was buried balls-deep in Rebecca's cunt, his hips slamming against hers and his balls slapping against her bare buttocks as he drove himself deeper and harder and faster still. Though the girl still wore her blouse and bra, the intensity of their fucking was so great that her covered breasts bounced up and down regardless, even restricted in their movements as they were. Indeed, Rebecca's hips, her ass, even her oversized glasses, all of her was shaking and shuddering as Nathan fucked her like she had never been fucked before.
"Eeeee!" Rebecca abruptly squealed as she felt Nathan deliver a particularly deep and powerful thrust into her cunt, one that felt like it went straight up into her womb. The girl blushed and went so far as to cover her mouth with one hand as a result, suddenly embarrassed of her exclamation. She had never made this much noise when she had sex with Brye, and was almost afraid it was somehow unnatural or perhaps showed her inexperience. "S-Sorry! It's just…it's so good…I've never…!"
"Don't apologize," Nathan instructed her, smirking devilishly as he looked into Rebecca's eyes as best he could through the foggy lenses of her glasses, heating up like just like the two of them. "Make as much noise as you want. It's music to my ears."
And, with that in mind, Rebecca did just that. As Nathan continued to fuck her against the wall of Jazmin's bedroom, occasionally moving once they had torn or ruined one poster in order to destroy yet another, Rebecca allowed herself to be heard. She moaned. She groaned. She gasped. She screamed. She whined and whimpered and begged and pleaded as Nathan fucked her harder and faster than she had ever experienced when sleeping with Bryce, as though the notorious playboy had somehow spent years or decades perfecting what Rebecca's ex-boyfriend had merely half-heartedly attempted to do.
Nathan thrust into Rebecca with a measured but powerful rhythm, growing faster and harder as time passed, each thrust somehow going deeper and deeper still into the girl's adolescent cunt. His hands gripped her supple buttocks as he pressed her against the wall, wrecking poster and after poster until there were dozens of glossy shreds hanging here and there. And Rebecca only tightened her grip on her lover, locking her legs behind his waist and daggering her nails into his bare back as she hung on for dear life, bucking her hips wildly and passionately as she desperately tried to take as much of Nathan's thrusting cock as she possibly could.
Revenge or not, Rebecca was being well and truly fucked for the first time in her young life, and she was loving each and every second of it.
When Rebecca finally came, it was after several minutes of feeling the pleasure inside her build up to a seemingly impossible height. Every movement of Nathan's fat dick inside her tight pussy had been heaven to her, from the moment he penetrated her to each and every thrust in and out of her warm folds, as though every second brought with it a miniature orgasm all of its own. Yet even these paled in comparison to her actual orgasm, which all but knocked the poor girl unconscious, having been building and building until she could take no more.
While Rebecca had experienced orgasms when she had sex with Bryce – sometimes, at least – they had all been relatively tame affairs compared to the soul-crushing, heart-stopping gamechanger of an orgasm she experienced now. Her orgasm didn't so much fall over her as it thundered through her like a furious windstorm, a raging fire, a tremendous tsunami that all but swept her away. Even the feeling of Nathan's cock pounding into her again and again seemed to fade into the background as her world went white and stars erupted before her very eyes.
"Like I said," Nathan stated softly as he watched, listened, and felt Rebecca shudder uncontrollably in his arms, her cunt tightening like a vice around his cock as she came harder than she ever had before. "Music to my ears."
It wasn't until the fuzzy white stars finally began to fade from her vision that Rebecca started to recover, every muscle in her body suddenly stiff and weary from her monstrous orgasm. Nathan had stopped thrusting into her, but was still holding her, which proved quite helpful, as the poor girl had all but gone limp as she felt her orgasm crash over her. Blushing again, this time out of both embarrassment and arousal, Rebecca cleared her throat and looked at Nathan as best she could through the lenses of her glasses, which were almost entirely fogged up.
"T-Thank you," she said softly, all but panting for breath as she gripped the young man and tightened her legs around his waist so she wouldn't fall. "I've never experienced anything like that before. That was…that was fucking amazing."
"Better than Bryce?" Nathan asked, smirking because he already knew the answer.
"Oh, fuck, yes," Rebecca confirmed, giggling a little even as she fought to catch her breath. "Not even a competition."
The two remained where they were for a few minutes, recovering, Nathan still buried balls-deep in Rebecca's cunt, now slick with her own juices after cumming all over his fat cock. The girl rested against the young man as he held her against the wall, her arms and legs still wrapped around him shakily. Despite everything, Rebecca did take the opportunity to look around the room and observe the many posters she and Nathan had unwittingly destroyed during their tryst, and the knowledge that Jazmin would be devastated gave her a little thrill. It was as she was scanning the room that she once again noticed the fancy bed, and a new idea popped into her mind.
"Did you…did you finish?" Rebecca finally asked once she had successfully caught her breath, rocking her hips a little as she noticed Nathan was still rock hard inside of her.
"Not yet," Nathan told her, giving the girl another smirk. "I didn't want the fun to end too soon."
"Good," Rebecca said, smiling herself as she finally unlocked her legs from around Nathan. "Because I know exactly what to do next."
Still holding the girl by her perky bare ass to ensure she didn't fall over on her admittedly shaky legs, Nathan helped Rebecca stand back on her own two feet as she unwrapped herself from around him. A moment later, she pulled off both her red blouse and her black bra, finally revealing her breasts to Nathan for the first time, and unwittingly blushing as she felt the young man immediately look upon them with clear admiration. She left her socks on – because, at this point, why the fuck not – but was otherwise left entirely naked.
Turning away from Nathan, and thus giving him a rather excellent view of her naked butt, Rebecca walked away from the bedroom wall and its dozens of ruined posters to the fancy bed at the far side of the room. Then, pushing aside some of the more gaudy stuffed animals, the girl crawled on top of the bed without bothering to pull back the covers and pointedly got onto her hands and knees, all but mimicking Jazmin's position on the couch in the basement earlier that evening. Rebecca then turned and looked back at Nathan over the corner of her shoulder, all but presenting to him her bare ass and freshly fucked cunt.
"Are you just gonna stand there, watching?" she asked in what she hoped was a seductive voice, blushing badly all the while. "Or are you going to come over here and fuck me like Bryce has never, ever fucked me before?"
"Don't mind if I do," Nathan responded with his usual smirk, quickly making his way over to where Rebecca was waiting for him on the bed. He went about removing the rest of his clothes as he approached, until he was entirely naked by the time he reached her, tossing his own pants to the side as his cock stood lewdly out before him, pulsing with need. "You never let Bryce fuck you from behind before?"
"Never," Rebecca confirmed as she wriggled her bare ass in Nathan's face, all but daring him to penetrate her again. "He was always asking, but I never gave in. It just didn't feel…proper, you know? Almost like it was disrespectful. But now…now that's what I want more than anything."
"You want me to disrespect you?" Nathan asked, climbing onto the bed and taking his place behind Rebecca as she leaned back towards him, her dripping cunt only inches away from his throbbing member as he prepared to take her. "Is that what you want, Rebecca?"
"Fuck, yes," Rebecca breathed, biting her lip as she looked back at the young man preparing to fuck her like she had never been fucked before. "Disrespect me, Nathan. Please…"
"If you're sure," Nathan said, smirking dangerously as he finally placed the swollen head of his cock up against Rebecca's slick cunt and began pushing inside of her, causing the girl to whimper beneath him. "But you asked for it."
What happened next caught Rebecca by surprise for, instead of immediately getting to work and thrusting into her like she had expected, Nathan took hold of her bare waist with one hand and then used the other to push against her upper back so hard her arms gave out beneath her. Rebecca yelped in surprise as she felt Nathan push her upper body into the bed, but kept her hindquarters raised and his cock still buried to the hilt inside her needy cunt. A moment later, as she gripped the bedsheets beneath her and found her glasses foggy up, Rebecca shivered as she felt Nathan lean over her.
"You want to learn what it really feels like to be disrespected?" the young man whispered into her ear, his chest against her bare back and his hips pressed against her naked ass as his cock twitched powerfully inside her. "Here goes nothing."
And with that, Nathan began fucking the holy hell out of Rebecca right from the very start, giving the poor girl not even a single second to prepare for what he had in store for her. The spectacled senior only had enough time to catch her breath and shiver a little at the sound of Nathan's voice whispering in her ear before she felt his hips thrusting quickly and furiously into her ass, driving his cock in and out of her cunt harder and faster than she had ever experienced before. Rebecca's entire body shook and shuddered as Nathan slammed into her again and again and again, pulling the whole length of his cock out of her before driving the entire thing right back in, stretching her pussy wide like it had never experienced before.
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed throughout the sizable bedroom as Nathan pounded into Rebecca like she was little more than a whore for his pleasure, his hips slamming against her bare ass again and again as he buried the entire length of his cock inside her adolescent cunt, causing the girl's entire body to shudder and shake. Poor Rebecca could do nothing but grip the bedsheets beneath her and breathe as best as she could from her facedown position, Nathan having ensured only her hindquarters would be raised so he could fuck her properly. By the time Nathan really got into it, he was fucking Rebecca exactly as she had asked: disrespectfully, facedown and ass up, with her moaning and groaning and crying into the bedsheets as she was fucked into a sloppy mess atop her (former) best friend's bed.
And Rebecca loved every insane second of it.
She loved the way her bare breasts bounced, even confined as they were in her vulnerable position, moving in sync with her hips as Nathan pounded into again and again.
She loved the sound of flesh slapping against flesh as Nathan slammed into her ass and drove his fat cock deeper and deeper into her leaking cunt, his balls likewise slapping against the lips of her pussy as she was stretched wider and wider still.
She loved how every passionate thrust sent a massive wave of pleasure crashing over her, as though Nathan's cock had a direct line to her nerve endings, sending wave after wave of ecstasy flowing over her naked body.
She even loved the complete and total sense of domination Nathan employed over her in this position, with one hand gripping (and occasionally smacking) her bare ass and the other pressed on her upper back to keep her facedown in bed, ensuring she was unable to move or escape or do anything but take her disrespectful pounding like a good girl.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh!" Rebecca moaned and screamed as she was pushed headfirst into the bedsheets of Jazmin's bed, her glasses fogging up and her fingers gripping the covers beneath her in hopes of finding purchase. She bucked her hips as best she could from her vulnerable position, hoping to take Nathan's cock deeper still, but was largely left in the dust as the young man instead pounded the living hell out of her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! UGGHHNNN!"
And Nathan simply kept going, not slowing down or easing up for even a single second, throwing everything he had at and in the girl before him, watching as her tits bounced, her hips bucked, her eyes fluttered, and her glasses pressed into her face. He gripped her tightly, only ever letting go to momentarily smack her ass, and smiling every time such an action evoked a wonderful groan of pleasure from the usually bookish teen.
SMACK!
"Ahn!
SMACK!
"Ahnn!
SMACK
"AHNN!"
Rebecca was reduced to whimpering and whining pathetically as Nathan fucked the living daylights out of her, crying out in both pain and pleasure each time she felt him smack her bare ass with his one free hand. Her butt was quickly growing sore, due to both the constant smacking of Nathan's hips and his repetitive spanking, and she knew it had to be bright red and practically glowing in the dim light of Jazmin's bedroom. Nonetheless, she found herself enjoying every second of it, looking forward to each slap of Nathan's hand against her ass and each thrust of his cock into her sopping wet pussy. Indeed, it was all the poor girl could do to merely maintain consciousness as she felt her lover pound her harder and harder into the bed, each and every thrust pushing her farther and farther over the brink.
While Rebecca had always enjoyed sex with Bryce, and would likely have lived the rest of her life without a single regret regarding their love-making, nothing the two of them had ever done together came even closer to comparing to what she was experiencing now with Nathan. With Bryce, she had had sex before, had made love before, had even had spontaneous quickies before…but never before had they fucked. Never before had she been so openly and blatantly disrespected. Never had Rebecca allowed Bryce to truly let loose on her, to use her as little more than a slut, a whore, a cumdumpster, a living, breathing human being who existed for no other reason than to serve the pleasure of another.
And never before had she enjoyed anything – literally anything – as much as this!
Though Rebecca knew everything Nathan was doing was likely for his own pride and pleasure, despite whatever reasoning he might have used to lure her into sleeping with him in the first place, the fact remained that she was falling head-over-heels in love with the sensation of being so thoroughly and brutally annihilated regardless. Every thrust of his cock, every buck of her hips, ever slap of his hand sent wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her, and she reveled in the sheer debauchery of their actions, taking everything Nathan could give her and merely pleading for more.
"UHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUH!"
As Nathan merely continued to pound away, his hips slamming into the girl's bare ass and his cock slamming deeper and deeper into her needy pussy, only ever pausing to spank the girl or push her further into the bed, Rebecca devolved further and further into a sloppy mess, moaning and groaning and crying loudly as her body shook and shuddered in fiery ecstasy. Her toes curled in their socks, her teeth bit into the closest stuffed animal, her hands gripped the bedsheets beneath her, and the lenses of her glasses grew slick and smeared with sweat and tears. And, perhaps most importantly of all, she came.
She came a lot.
Rebecca couldn't even keep track of the number of times she came as Nathan fucked her like little more than a wanton slut, her mind and body so overwhelmed that she simply lost track of when she was orgasming and when she wasn't. Her cunt would tighten around Nathan's thrusting cock, her entire body would shudder, and stars would burst in and out of existence seemingly at random. It was something of a miracle that she even managed to keep her hindquarters raised so Nathan could keep pounding into her, the rest of her body having all but degenerated into a limp and sloppy mess as she fell backwards farther and farther into the orgasms thundering through her.
Finally, after what felt like hours of endless fucking (Rebecca having lost all sense of time long ago), Nathan's thrusts began to lose their rhythm, and seemed to grow faster and more desperate. Even half-conscious and drooling as she was, Rebecca soon realized what was about to happen, the tell-tale signs being the same as they had been when she slept with Bryce.
"Cum in me…!" she gasped, as loudly as she could, still being pressed into the bed as Nathan slid in and out of her tight and leaking cunt. "Please cum in me. I never let Bryce cum in me."
"Never?" Nathan asked, grunting a little as he maintained his pace as best he could, his hands gripping Rebecca as he prepared to finish.
"Never!" Rebecca confirmed, squeezing her eyes shut as she felt Nathan drive deeper and deeper into her, piercing her very womb, her entire body shaking and shuddering as she prepared to take his seed. "I always made him pull out. But not you. I want you to cum inside me, Nathan. I want to feel it. I want to feel your cum in me!"
And so, that's exactly what Nathan did. As his thrusts continued to come fast and hard, jackhammering into Rebecca with what little strength and speed he had left, the young man finally unleashed everything he had been holding back. Load after load of searing hot cum burst out of his cock and quickly filled the girl he was buried to the hilt inside, flowing deep into her welcoming womb. Beneath him, Rebecca squealed adorably as she felt a flood of warmth inside herself, blushing madly as she savored the sensation of a boy ejaculating inside her for the very first time. By the time Nathan's own orgasm came to an end, he had all but filled Rebecca to the brim, and white streams of his seed leaked out of her freshly fucked cunt.
Then, and only then, did Nathan finally release Rebecca, slowly withdrawing his swollen cock from the girl's overflowing pussy and allowing her to collapse onto what was left of Jazmin's bed. A moment later, Nathan plopped down on the bed beside her, laying on his back and looking over at the half-conscious girl he had just fucked to within an inch of her life.
"You okay?" he asked once he had caught his breath, watching as Rebecca seemed to struggle even to sit up.
"Y-Yeah," Rebecca responded, slowly but surely pushing herself up just enough to allow her to turn over onto her back as well, so she could lay next to Nathan "Holy shit, Nathan. That was…that was…I don't even know what that was!"
"That was revenge," Nathan informed her with a triumphant smile, wrapping an arm around the naked girl and pulling her over to him almost possessively. Rebecca seemed to acquiesce, cuddling up against the boy who had so thoroughly demolished her.
The two simply laid there for a time, enjoying each other's presence in the aftermath of their epic fucking. Nathan lazily played with Rebecca's breast as he held her against him, occasionally squeezing it or rubbing his thumb along her exposed nipple, and she returned the favor by gently stroking his softening cock up and down, as though thanking it for its service. Loud music continued to rumble in the background, further evidence the party in the house below had continued unabated, with no one the wiser as to what had transpired in the bedroom.
"So, how do you think we should tell them?" Rebecca eventually asked, still playing with Nathan's penis as she cuddled up against him.
"What do you mean?" Nathan questioned, looking over at the girl.
"I mean about this," Rebecca said, nodding down at the two of them, still naked as the day they were born and glowing in the aftermath of their wild sex. "That's the whole point of revenge, isn't it? It doesn't mean anything if they never find out about it."
"Oh, I'm way ahead of you," Nathan told her, smirking devilishly once he realized what she was talking about. As Rebecca watched, frowning in confusion behind the smeared lenses of her oversized glasses, the young man pulled out and unlocked his cell phone, having apparently been keeping it nearby. "Take a look."
Rebecca's eyes widened as she took Nathan's phone from him and finally saw exactly what he was referring to: pictures. Unbeknownst to Rebecca, Nathan had evidently taken his phone out of his pants before joining her on Jazmin's bed and had been taking pictures of them throughout their tryst. How and when he had managed to take as many as he had, she had no idea, but her mouth all but dropped open as she scrolled through the collection, blushing deeply as she saw picture after picture of herself being absolutely destroyed from behind. While none of the pictures were particularly artistic or professionally done, there was no mistaking either Nathan or Rebecca, and it was abundantly clear what they were doing. As if to drive the point home, the very last picture Nathan had taken was of Rebecca's cunt overflowing with his cum as he slowly pulled his cock back out of her.
"What do you say?" Nathan asked, still smirking dangerously as he watched Rebecca blush and scroll through the pictures. "Think those will get the point across?"
Rebecca nodded, fighting back a smile of her own. "Bryce is going to have a fucking heart attack. You have to send me these."
"Sure, just give me your number," Nathan agreed, taking back his phone so he could send the pictures to Rebecca. A moment later, Rebecca's phone dinged across the room and she stood up to go get it.
"Wait, just one more before you get up," Rebecca suddenly said as she fished her phone out of the tight black pants she had discarded by the bedroom door, even as her entire body ached for rest. She quickly explained her idea to Nathan. "Do you mind?"
"Go for it."
The next day, when Bryce Thompson woke up with a nasty hangover and a deep sense of regret, he would find on his phone a series of messages sent by Rebecca. Each of these messages included a picture, vivid and in great detail, of his most definitely ex-girlfriend being fucked silly by none other than Nathan Cubus. Bryce would literally feel his blood pressure rising as he looked at picture after picture, each one more elaborate than the last, including the penultimate photograph of Rebecca's pussy absolutely overflowing with Nathan's cum.
Just as Bryce believed there was no way he could possibly feel any worse, his phone dinged, and a final picture came through. This one, clearly taken after the fact, depicted a naked Nathan smirking devilishly in Jazmin's bed as Rebecca, crouching next to his erect cock, made a face and displayed her middle finger to the camera.
Accompanying the picture was a simple but poignant message: Fuck you, we're through.