Thread: 1989 Best Year Ever (Darkangel76 &Casketslinger)

Greg huffed again impatiently when Kiki took his flyer, it was almost finished and all he want to do was put the finishing touches on it. Much like Ken, Kiki wasn't in Greg clique, not that she was Ken's either but Greg wasn't close to either. Unlike Ken though, Greg didn't despise Kiki, truth be told he'd always kind of crushed on her. Maybe it was her tightly curled hair, so much like his own or the fact that she was smart and pretty, and Greg always wondered what sort of body she had hidden under the business casual clothes she was always wearing. Hi Kiki, How are you doing today? Greg asked with a goofy smile on his face. Shut up Gregory, What is this party about and why haven't I heard about it? I'm interning at the local paper and they have their finger on the pulse of this town. If there was some big promoter trying to throw a party I would be in the loop, So what's really going on? Kelly asked, foot tapping impatiently and hands on her thin hips. Oh I don't know Kiki, I think the promoter is trying to keep it somewhat exclusive because some many people are going to want to go and he doesn't wanna draw heat from the fire marshal about attendance numbers. Greg kept lying and looked passed Kiki and saw the prettiest girl in the entire school standing behind her. Missy was the head cheerleader and she sauntered over when she'd heard the talk of a big city party being thrown in their small town. Oh hi Missy. Greg said nervously never having actually talked to Missy before. Hi......dude. Missy replied showing that she has no idea what Greg's name is. Can I have that back Kiki? I'm almost finished. Greg asked. Here....But I can tell you that I'm going to be looking into this and if this mystery promoter doesn't have the proper permits he'll not being playing any shows around here. Kiki said and handed the flyer back. So I'm pretty sure he's got all the paperwork filled out Kiki, he's a big time manager, So what about maybe going as my date to the show when it happens? Greg tried asking her out, but he saw his chances drop when Missy the cheerleader scoffed and laughed before walking back to her friends when she heard Greg's awkward attempt at soliciting Kiki's favor. Ray was sitting, doing his best to pay attention to the droning teacher but he was bored out of his gourd. He seen Lucy come in late and wondered what had kept her this morning. She'd shot him a look and he'd nodded back, but whatever she'd wanted to talk about couldn't wait till after class because Lucy handed a note back and after secretly passing through two other student's hands, the neatly folded triangle landed on his desk. He opened it, read it and wrote back. Ray, Need to talk. Need you to record something big. Requires camera from AV. Can I count on you? Lucy Lucy, Sorry wish I could help you out but Mr. Watkins is doing the end of the year inventory on all the AV equipment, he's got everything on lock down. Wanna eat lunch together today though? Ray Skate or DIE Ray folded the letter back up into the football shape and instead of handing it back through the popper channels he lined it up on his desk and flicked it through the air with his thumb and middle finger. Unfortunately he was no football kicker and the shot soared over Lucy's head and bounced off of the wall. Ray shrugged embarrassingly at Lucy's scowl but the noise drew the teachers attention and she looked up to see what the disturbance was. No movement from the class, they were like the scared prey of a T-rex, if you didn't move she couldn't see you. Nate had been pounding Steph for nearly 15 minutes, thanks to his early morning tryst with Wendy he was still feeling drained and couldn't seem to bring himself to orgasm. It didn't help that the hard extended pounding he'd laid on Steph had turned her gash into a lose sloppy mess. Not that she seemed to mind, she was moaning and bucking against him like woman possessed. Nate needed a little help if he had any hopes of ending this and getting on with the rest of his day, He reached down and rubbed some of the juice she'd squirted onto his stomach with his thumb. Now properly lubricated he took his thumb and pressed it into Steph's asshole causing her to squeal. Now that his thumb was in her deep in her ass, he could provide himself with some extra stimulation through her rectum wall. Nate's head reeled backward and his back arched as he brought himself to orgasm, blowing ropy strands of pearly white semen deep inside Steph's womb. YEAH baby! He called out. Christ almighty Nate, that was fucking awesome, but one of these times your patented marijuana contraception methods aren't gonna work and you're going end up knocking me up! Steph said panting, she pulled off of his cock and spun around sitting down onto the toilet and pushing hard to expel as much of his seed out of her as she could. The truth was though, that Stephanie would love a nice little babybump from Nate. She thought that that would suit her just fine, afterall she knew that her future wasn't the bright gleaming thing that the guidance councilor made it out to be. No, she knew any career options she was going to have ended with waitressing at the local restaurant or tending bar at the local watering hole. Why not have the class of 89's biggest dick as her baby's daddy to go with the lack luster future she had planned. Maybe he might actually marry her and she could end up nagging him into a life of alcoholism and spousal abuse. Wasn't that the American dream? It was the only American dream her family had ever shown her afterall. Hey! HEY! You all right? You kinda zoned out there for a minute. Nate said as he took some toilet paper and wiped his stomach and dick relatively clean. Yeah...I guess....Just thinking about what I'm gonna do after we graduate. You know everybody bitches about how bad high school sucks but I loved it, I'm really gonna miss all the fun we had here and it's all gonna end in like two weeks. Steph said as she stood up and wiped her ass through the ripped spot of her jeans. Fucking A' Nate, these were my favorite fucking jeans man. Chill out....Here. He said and took six or seven of the safety pins he had decoratively placed in his leather jacket out and handed them to her. These'll get you home so you can change just tell the office you sat down and split your pants, she'll let you run home and you'll be back by 3rd period. But don't forget to tell people about the party ok? Hey...about that....You wanna take me to this party I'm supposed to be promoting for you? You know, like an actual date and not us just fucking at your convenience? Steph said, as she worked to pin her pants closed without sticking herself. Suddenly the end of first period bell rung. Nate grabbed his pants and yanked them up trying to exit before the bathroom filled with girls. But the bathroom door flew open and the bathroom filled with a group of cackling girls, temporarily trapping Nate in the stall with Steph. Shit! He cursed. I'll take that as a 'No'? Steph said with a defeated tone. Fuck Nate, You know you fuck like an animal but sometimes you can be a real asshole! Steph said and pushed passed Nate and walked out into the bathroom. HEY GIRLS NATE ESSEX IS IN THAT STALL RIGHT THERE, PROBABLY TRYING TO PEEP ON US! Steph yelled as she stormed out of the bathroom. Fuck Nate cursed to himself, knowing the jig was up he pushed the stall door open and walked out to the bevy of OOOOOOOHHHHHS from the line of girls. Nate was blushing but walked tall, politely waving as he passed them. An innocent looking sophomore girl was at the end of the line with her mouth hanging open in disbelief. Nate threw her a sly wink and a smile as he passed her and then strode off into the hallway.