Title: Jenny's Lesson
Author: DeVon
Codes: mf, reluc/nc, preg?

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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."