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   This is the beginning of what might become an ongoing story of unknown
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sign.  Feel free to send me feedback, story ideas, etc, at
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can help out.  If you like this, keep an eye out for more.  I have many
more swimming around, even tho I'm kind of slow getting them typed up and
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of them to send, so you'll just have to find them on your own.  If you
never put the two together, that's ok too (maybe better) and you can just
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   Jenny's Lesson - mf, reluc/nc, preg?

   Disclaimer Warning: If you're under age or offended by the subject
matter you should not be here reading this, so DO NOT read any further. 
This is my story and in part or in its entirety, shall not to be reproduced
without the author's prior permission.

   Please send me your thoughts and comments at holmes.john24@yahoo.com.

   Jenny was a quiet, shy sophomore at Central High.  She was the kind of
girl that's described as cute, rather than hot.  She was 5' tall, and had
finally lost most of her 'baby fat' and was developing into a nice looking
young lady, but her own view of herself was very dim.  In spite of the
attention she was getting from boys, she still thought of herself as "that
little fat girl."

   Jenny wasn't a cheerleader, even tho she was better looking and more
athletic than a couple of girls on the squad.  So when she got invited to a
party with the cheerleaders and football players, she almost said no.  The
thing that really made her reconsider was that Ryan was going to be there.
Ryan, a defensive captain on the team, was a good looking senior who Jenny
had a monstrous crush on.  He had noticed her in the hallways, but she
hadn't realized it, as she typically ran away when she saw him coming;
fearing she would say something dumb and he would think of her as just
another kid.  She was sure Ryan didn't know she existed.  She had initially
told Christie, the head cheerleader, that she wouldn't be able to go to the
party.

   That all changed at lunch on Wednesday.  Jenny was in line, getting her
tray, when someone put a hand on her shoulder.  She looked around, straight
into Ryan's electric blue eyes.  "Uh, hi" she stammered.  "Hey, I'm Ryan,"
he replied, then went on, "Christie told me she invited you to the party on
Friday, and I just wanted to tell you I think that's really cool, and I
hope you can make it.  You should go out for the cheer squad, too.  You're
better than Marissa and Kelly, already."

   "Well, I'll have to ask my Mom," Jenny replied.

   "I hope she says yes.  See ya later, Jenny!" Ryan said as he turned and
walked away.

   (He knows my NAME!) Jenny thought with excitement as she watched him go.
(I HAVE to talk Mom into letting me go!)

   Convincing her mom wasn't nearly as difficult as Jenny thought.  Turns
out Christie's mom had called her earlier in the week about the party, and
Jenny's mom thought it would be a good idea for her daughter to get out and
socialize more, especially with these outgoing, popular kids.  After the
brief conversation, Jenny couldn't wait for Friday.

   When the day finally came, she dressed in a cute new skirt and blouse
her mom had gotten her for the occasion, then took the keys her mom offered
and headed to Christie's house.  She was a little surprised when she got
there at how remote the house seemed.  Even tho it was relatively close to
town, the neighboring houses were some distance down the road.  "We can
play loud music and dance without disturbing the neighbors," Christie said
when Jenny asked.

   Jenny was also surprised to learn that Christie's parents had went out
of town for the night, leaving the kids unsupervised.  She almost called
her mom for guidance, and a sure command to come home, because of it, but
Christie convinced her it was ok.  "And besides," Christie said, "You don't
want Ryan to think you're a baby, do you?  You're 16 already!  Grow up and
handle it!" That did it, and Jenny went on in.

   As she walked down into the basement great room, where the party was
starting, Jenny was looking around, surprised at how many of the kids she
knew, when someone put a glass of punch in front of her.  She followed the
arm holding it to Ryan's smiling face.  "Glad you made it!  Have some
punch." he said.  "we'll get the music going and have a good time!" Jenny
relaxed once the music got started.  She was a good dancer, and the guys
noticed quickly, and lined up to dance with her.

   Jenny realized the punch was spiked from the slight sting, so she made
sure to sip it sparingly, as she knew she had to drive home and also didn't
want to do anything dumb.  As the evening went on, Christie brought out
some sandwiches and snacks, along with some bottled water.  This made Jenny
happy, as the energetic dancing had left her hungry and thirsty.

   After the food break, someone put on a slow cd.  She saw Scottie
crossing the room with his eye on her, and knew he was coming to ask her to
dance.  Scottie was cute, and unlike Ryan, didn't have a girlfriend that
she knew of.  Ryan had Christie, of whom Jenny was jealous.  Just before
Scottie got to her, Ryan stepped in front of him.  "Dance with me," he
said, and held out his hand.  It wasn't really a question, but that didn't
matter to Jenny.  She was just happy that Ryan and the other guys seemed to
have accepted her as a normal member of their group.  She took Ryan's hand
and he led into the center of the room, where the floor was open and
several other couples were already dancing.

   As she turned to face Ryan, the room's lights dimmed.  He reached out
and pulled Jenny closer to him, something that made her a little
uncomfortable with Christie in the room.  She didn't want to offend her
friend by moving in on her man.  After a little gently pressure, tho, she
allowed Ryan to hold her closer as they swayed together in time to the
music.  She kept a few inches between them, however, so as not to upset
Christie, even tho Christie seemed to be mysteriously absent.  Jenny was
swaying in time with the music, enjoying the scent of Ryan's cologne and
the feel of his arms around her.  She let her eyes drift close, feeling
safe and secure.  She felt his hands moving, but didn't give it much
thought, as they stayed away from her sensitive areas.  Then, suddenly,
Ryan reached lower and squeezed Jenny's ass in his hands, causing her to
flinch forward, pressing her body against his.  As she looked up at him,
intending to ask why he did that, he met her halfway, kissing her fully on
the lips.  She was stunned, and accepted the kiss at first, then broke it
off and tried to pull away, but Ryan held her close.

   "I can't," she stammered.  "Christie......." "Is ok with it," Ryan said,
turning her head toward the stereo, where Christie was standing, looking at
them.  When she saw Jenny looking, Christie smiled and gave her a thumbs
up. Jenny was now thoroughly confused, and allowed her head to be turned
again, as Ryan guided her and put his lips back to hers.  Since Christie
seemed ok with it, she decided it was ok to 'make out' with Ryan.  After
all, they were in a room full of people, so what could really happen. 
Christie was just trying to let her fit in, Jenny decided, and she was
going to make the best of it.

   As the song ended and the next one began, Ryan took Jenny's hand and
spun her around, into Scottie's waiting arms.  She allowed herself to be
pulled close by Scottie, enjoying the attention.  "I thought he was gonna
hog you all night," Scottie said.  "Glad to get my turn!" Jenny blushed at
this.  "Can I tell you something?" Scottie nodded, and Jenny went on, "I
wasn't sure about coming tonight, but I like it.  I was just getting
comfortable when Ryan kissed me, tho, and that got me all confused again.
Especially Christie.  I mean, I thought she would be super pissed, but she
just smiled and gave me a thumbs up....." Jenny trailed off, and Scottie
pulled her close, leaning down and whispering in her ear, so only she could
hear, "They just want you to feel accepted, is all.  And Ryan and Christie
are funny like that.  They make out with other people sometimes.  It's ok.
Besides, I want you to feel accepted, too.  I like you." This overt
admission by Scottie stunned Jenny into silence, and she silently danced
along with him thru that song and the next, before Ryan came and asked to
cut in again, handing Scottie a drink as he did so, then challenging him to
down it.  The two friends laughed as Ryan got a beer and they had a
chugging contest.

   Once their drinks were gone, Scottie went for another while Ryan pulled
Jenny back onto the dance area of the floor.  She was very relaxed now, and
danced easily with Ryan thru several fast songs, then some slow ones.  She
let him pull her close for the slow songs, comforted by Scottie's
explanation.  The next song that came on was a popular 'dirty dancing'
tune, and Ryan started playing the part with Jenny.  She was uncomfortable
at first, and thought about breaking it off to find Scottie, then she
spotted him in one of the love seats, apparently passed out.  She guessed
he had had more than just the two drinks, tho he hadn't seemed that drunk
when they danced.  So she decided to get into the act with Ryan.  (Might as
well enjoy it) Jenny thought.

   Ryan danced close to her, running his hands up and down her sides,
barely missing her breasts.  This made her a little uncomfortable, but she
decided it was ok, as it was just part of the dance.  As Ryan spun her
around and moved close behind her, Jenny found herself caught between the
back of a couch and Ryan.  He pressed against her back, still caught up in
the dirty dancing rhythm, it seemed.  To Jenny, it was exciting and
disturbing at the same time.  She enjoyed the attention, but didn't really
like him being so close and having so much contact with her body.

   As the song ended and a new one came on, she realized she could feel
Ryan's stiff member thru his pants as he pressed against her.  The new tune
had a loud, fast, pulsing beat, and she tried to use it to slip sideways
and out of the jam she suddenly found herself in.  (If I can get free, I
can retreat to the restroom and let things calm down) Jenny thought.  Just
then, Ryan slipped his arms around her waist from behind, holding her in
place, and then he slid them under her blouse and up to cup her breasts
with both hands.  The swift move caught Jenny off guard, and she panicked,
but found herself firmly in his grasp.

   (NO!  Don't grab me there!) she thought frantically, but didn't want to
rebuff him outright for fear of looking like a prude and being tossed out
of the group.  And then, (He's just testing me.  That's all.  He'll be done
soon and I can get out without making a scene!) Jenny's mind raced to
rationalize what was happening as Ryan's hands massaged her breasts thru
her thin lace bra and his hard cock pressed against her bottom from behind.
She felt a great sense of relief when his hands released her breasts and
moved back south, out of her blouse.  (Thank goodness I didn't squeal and
kick like a little kid!) she thought with relief, (How embarassing that
would have been!)

   Just when she thought the test, as she thought of it now, was over, Ryan
reached up with one hand and pushed her head back, biting her on the neck
as he did so, then turning her head toward him and kissing her again. 
Jenny was excited and frightened by the look in his eyes and the speed with
which all of this was happening.  She glanced around, but noone else seemed
to be paying attention to what was happening with her and Ryan, and the
music blared on in the mostly dark room.  She didn't remember the lights
being turned down so much.

   Ryan broke the kiss then, and as she turned and straightened up again,
she felt one hand on her back, pushing hard between her shoulders.  (I'm
falling!) she thought frantically, then felt her thighs hit the back of the
couch.  The hand, (It must be Ryan's) kept pushing, harder now, bending her
over the back of the couch.  Becoming unbalanced, she put her arms out
ahead of her body, resting her hands on the couch cushions, now fully bent
over.  She had no leverage against as he held the hand on her back steady,
holding her in the bent over position, trapped on the back of the couch.

   (WHAT is he DOING?!?) she wondered with alarm, then felt his other hand
on the inside of her leg, moving swiftly up her thigh and under her skirt,
rapidly coming into contact with her panty covered pussy lips.  (No!  Don't
touch me there!  Boys can't touch me there!  I'm not READY to be touched
there!!!) She renewed her efforts to stand now, and managed to raise up
some before he roughly shoved her back down again.  She cried out softly as
her face hit the couch cushion, but the sound was drowned by the loud
thumping music.  She could feel his fingers rubbing her thru her panties,
pressing against her tender clit whenever he flexed his hand against her.
(Stop doing that!) she thought, (don't rub me like that!!  Oh God!!  I'm
getting wet!!  NO!  I can't!  He can't feel me like that!  Stop, Ryan,
STOP!!!!)

   But he didn't stop.  Instead he slipped his fingers into the side band
of her panties, and rubbed her moistening pussy with his bare hand. 
Feeling her wetness, he slipped one finger between her outer lips, causing
her to jump and press against the hand holding her down again.  (UHHH!  NO!
Don't put your fingers in me!  Stop!!) her mind screamed, but no sounds
came out of her mouth.  She wanted him to stop what he was doing, but she
didn't want to make him mad still, so she feverishly tried to think of a
way to extract herself from the situation without embarassing Ryan.  All
the while, her body was reacting to his touch, preparing for what it
expected to come next.  Her pussy grew slick with her juices as he
continued rubbing her, running one finger along her slit and then up to rub
the nub at the top, sending an electric jolt thru her each time he did so.
(God NO!!!  Stop!!) she thought.  (I can't do this!  I can't take this!  Oh
God it feels so good!!  No!  I can't!  Don't do this!  PLEASE!!!!) Her mind
raced, but all the sound she managed was a whimper, which was easily
drowned out by the music.

   (Oh God!  Thank you God!!) she thought with relief as she felt his hand
withdraw from her panties.  (He must finally be done with the test now! 
But why is he still holding me over the couch?) she wondered.  She could
feel him moving behind her, his hand briefly contacting her bottom a couple
of times.  (WHAT is he doing?) She strained to turn her head, but couldn't
see over the couch to determine what he was doing.  It seemed his hand was
at his waist.  She heard what could only be a zipper then, and panic filled
her mind again.  (NO!  Stop!  This HAS to be over!!) she thought to
herself.

   "Ryan..." she called into the couch cushion, but he either didn't hear
or didn't respond.  (Don't take your cock out!  Please don't take it out! I
can't!  I'm not ready for that!  I can't touch it no don't make me touch it
oh god he's going to want me to suck him I can't I can't do that!!!!) Her
thoughts ran together as she realized he was pulling his cock free from his
boxers as he continued to hold her over the couch.

   (Christie!!) her mind screamed, seizing on the idea that Christie would
come and divert Ryan's attention, taking care of him herself and allowing
Jenny to slip out of the situation.  (Where ARE you Christie?!!  Somebody
help me out of this!  I don't know what to do!!) "AAhhh" she jumped and
yelped as she felt his hand touch her pussy again.  (NO!  Yes!  I can't!!)
her thoughts were a jumble, the pleasure of being touched combined with the
apprehension of not wanting to be sexually active yet.  She felt him
pulling on the sideband of her panties, and felt the room's cool air on her
now exposed pussy.  She hadn't noticed him pushing her skirt up over her
waist, but now she knew there was nothing covering her most private areas.
(Stop!  What are you DOING?!  They'll see me!!  cover me up!)

   Then she felt something firm and warm brush her thigh, then bump into
her exposed pussy.  (What's that?  His hands are both on me!  Is it....?)
Then he shuffled forward, and she felt something spongy press against her
pussy lips, pushing them apart and trying to work it's way inside her. 
(It's his penis!!  NO!  Don't put it in me!  You can't!!  Stop!!) Her mind
whirled, and still she couldn't voice the words, just a serious of short
sounds as her breath caught in her chest over and over again.  She felt
pressure against her opening as he pressed forward again, trying to push
his cock into her body.

   (NOOO!!  DON'T!!  I'm not ready!  I can't lose my virginity like
this!!!) she thought (It has to be special, and slow and romantic!! 
STOP!!!) Putting her head on the couch for leverage, she raised her arms
and put them behind her, intending to push on his hips and make him back
up. (If I push him back, he'll realize what he's doing and stop!  Before he
gets in me!  He can't put it in me!)

   However, instead of pushing him back, she felt him let go of her panties
and grab both her hands in one of his, her thumbs crossed so he had control
of her hands.  He raised her hands above her back then, and pulled back on
them, still pressing down on her back.  The effect was a back pressure by
her body against his cock, combining with the forward pressure his thrust
was creating.  His cock head pressed thru her lips then and popped inside
her an inch or so, coming to rest at her hymen.

   (NO!!  TAKE IT OUT!!  Don't!  I can't!  i'm a virgin I can't have a boy
in me don't put it in me no don't do it don't put it in me OH GOD NO DON'T
MAKE ME PREGNANT he's going to make me pregnant take it out don't.....)
"uunnggg" she groaned as he pressed forward again.  (Stop it's too big!! 
GOD it's too much it won't fit NO stop!!!) "ooowwww" she yelped at the
sharp pain as the head of his cock tore thru her hymen and plunged deeper
into her tight, virgin pussy.  "Ryan, It's too big!!" "Relax, it'll fit"
she heard him say.  (He's doing it ON PURPOSE!!) she thought as he spoke.
(He can't!!  he can't do this to me!  he can't fuck me!  I can't lose my
virginity like this!  We have to make love!  God please no!!  My first time
can't be bent over a couch in a room full of people!!  NOOOOOOOO!!!!) her
mind screamed as he flexed his hips again, driving his cock further into
her body.  She could never have dreamed her pussy could feel so full.  (It
can't possibly fit!!) she thought, even as the first cock ever to touch her
pussy sank balls deep into her body.

   (Don't fuck me!  Oh God he's fucking me!!) she thought as Ryan began to
flex his hips, drawing his cock slightly out of her before pressing it in
again, eliciting a series of whimpers from her each time his cock bottomed
out on her cervix.  Soon he was moving in a regular rhythm, enjoying the
grip of her incredibly tight pussy on his cock.  "Damn your pussy's tight,"
he said as he leaned over her, "If you weren't so wet, I might not have got
into you at all." She only grunted in reply, her breath taken away by each
thrust of his cock into her no-longer-virgin body.  (How could I let this
happen?!?!) her mind demanded (how can you just let him fuck you like
this?!?!).  As he drew out for another thrust, the bulbous head of his cock
rubbed her pussy walls, setting her insides on fire again and again.  (He's
fucking me!!  We're fucking!  I can't fuck yet!!  NO!!  Don't fuck me
anymore!!  Oh god he just keeps fucking me his cock is too big God i'm too
tight he's gonna break me in half stop fucking me don't fuck me I'm fucking
I can't be fucking) her mind continued to race as her body rocked against
him and her hips rolled with his thrusts, trying to push his cock further
into her....her body's actions betraying her mind's desires for him to
stop.

   His thrusts became harder then, his breathing more ragged, and she felt
his cock swell even bigger inside her.  "NNUHH, NUH, UH" she gasped, her
mind in a panic at what was happening.  (He's fucking me!  It's so hard! 
OW!  NO!  NO!  He's going to cum!  NO!  he can't cum in me!  Don't cum
inside me!  No Ryan, NO!  Don't put your sperm inside me!  I'm not on the
pill!  Don't squirt in me!!  NO STOP!!!)

   Almost as if reading her mind, his thrusts stopped.  (Thank you God!  He
stopped!  He's not fucking me anymore!) Then she heard him groan, at the
same time realizing that he hadn't pulled out of her, just stopped moving.
He pressed his hips tight against her ass, holding his cock deeply inside
her, feeling his cock head throb as it pressed against her cervix.  (Take
it out!  Take it out!  STOP!!) she begged in her mind.  "God you're so
tight!" Ryan said.  "Are you......are you a virgin?" She nodded her head
below him.  "At least I was" she replied, but she didn't know if he heard
or not, as he went on, "You are!  You're a Virgin!  I got your virginity!"
With that he began moving again, thrusting his cock in and out of her in
slow, deliberate thrusts.  After only a few thrusts, he began to pull back
on her wrists, one now held in each hand.  She didn't know when he had
stopped holding her down, now that she realized he wasn't, but she didn't
try to get up anymore.  "ah, ah, ah" she almost chanted as his cock slammed
into her pussy over and over again.  "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh baby!" she heard
him saying, "I'm gonna cum!  Oh Jenny, I'm gonna cum in you now!" he said
as he drove his cock into her pussy harder than before, almost picking her
feet up off the floor.

   "NNNNNAAAAAAHHHH!!" she cried out as she felt his cock swelling inside
her.  (NO!!!PULL OUT!  DON'T CUM IN ME!!!Don't!!  NO!  you can't cum in me
don't put sperm in me I'm not on the pill no don't!  stop!  no!  don't cum
in me i'm a virgin you can't come in me!!  PLEASE!) her mind raced in panic
again, searching for any solution she could find that would stop him from
shooting his baby making sperm into her fertile pussy (You can put it in my
mouth!  I'll even swallow it!!) Giving a blowjob, much less swallowing
sperm, was something she had never really considered doing.  Being so
willing was truly a statement to her desperation.

   All the frantic thoughts couldn't change her fate this night, however,
because he couldn't pull out in time now, even if he wanted to.  As his
cock swelled in her, she heard him groan, then she felt his cock pulse in
her again, and then , for the first time in her young life, she felt hot
sperm blast into her pussy.  Her eyes flew open wide as the first squirt of
his cum pulsed into her body.  His cockhead was nestled tightly against her
cervix, pulsing his sperm straight into her womb.  (NNNOOOOOOO!!  Don't cum
in my pussy!  He's cumming inside me!  he's putting sperm in me!  I can't
be pregnant!  I can't!  Oh God it's too big already!  It's swelling again!
No!  don't cum more, don't, no!!) His cock pulsed and fired again and
again, draining his balls into her body.  Her pussy was so tight around his
cock that very little of his cum came out of her, even as he leaned against
her and his cock began to soften.

   (How did I end up here?) she thought to herself, as she lay heavily
across the back of the couch, so full of Ryan's cum and feeling his cock
slide out of her.

   Ryan pulled out of her then, and pulled his boxers and pants back up. 
She started as he slapped her on the ass, hard.  "Thanks girl, I needed
that!" Ryan said, then turned and walked away into the party.

   After a while, Christie came up to where Jenny lay.  Christie picked her
up and walked her into the restroom, then handed her a cool washcloth to
clean up with.  Jenny tenderly wiped her pussy clean, then straightened her
panties and clothes, before looking up at Christie's face.  What she saw
there angered her.  "You knew!  You planned this, and you knew all along!"

   Christie just smiled.  "We had to loosen you up somehow, and nothing
else was working.  You should take Scottie home.  I roofied him so he
wouldn't interfere.  He really does like you."

   Christie turned and started out of the small room.  "The party is
winding down.  I'm gonna take Ryan upstairs and fuck him silly, after I
lick your pussy juice off of him, so you can let yourself out.  Oh, and all
you gotta do is show up at the cheer tryouts next month and you get your
uniform.  As long as you're not pregnant, that is."
   
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