REPUTATIONS
They were the acknowledged king and queen of the school, and no one could understand why it had taken them so long to get together. Mark and Cheryl had checked each other out since junior high school, but things just hadn’t worked out until half way through their senior year.
Mark ruled the school and had since freshman year. He was captain of the football, baseball, and soccer teams. Girls fought each other to carry his books or just be around him. At six-three he towered over most of his classmates. What struck everyone was that he was a genuinely nice guy. More than once he had stopped his classmates from bullying others, he volunteered at this church and had nearly made Eagle Scout.
What he also had was a reputation with the ladies. Tales of his exploits and the size of his equipment were legendary. One story had him deflowering four of his sisters’ friends during a sleepover. Another that after one tawdry afternoon in bed a neighbor’s wife had left her husband in hopes of landing him. Supposedly, he single-handedly kept a local abortion clinic in business.
Mark laughed at all the stories, but didn’t do anything to dispel them. In fact, his penis was barely above average at six inches, and he was in fact still a virgin. Sometimes it bothered him, but mostly it didn’t. He went out of plenty of dates, but for some reason he just wasn’t in a hurry to do the deed. Disappointed girls never told on him, as they liked to imply they had scored with him, thus raising their social status.
Cheryl had been head cheerleader since junior high, president of each of her four high school classes, and was a straight-A student. She was everybody’s friend, even stopping to talk to the geeky kids from the chess club if she passed them in the hall. Queen of every dance, arbiter of social and fashion circles, she was in everybody’s eyes the perfect virgin ruler of the school and destined for greatness.
Like Mark, she also had a reputation, but of a different kind. No boy at Central High School had ever gotten more than a stolen feel of her hefty breasts through her clothes. No date with a Central boy had ever ended with more than a chaste kiss goodnight. She was respected for this, and so great was her charm and beauty that only the bravest and most confident dared ask her out. Also like Mark, she did nothing to dispel her image as the friendly, beautiful, virgin queen of the school.
But in reality, Cheryl was a sexual athlete. She had begun her sexual career with a friend of her father’s while only twelve. The experience had made her insatiable, but the social realities of a tarnished reputation made her seek her conquests elsewhere, always with older men and out of town. She had never had a lover less than fifteen years older. Since she was under age, none of them ever dared to spread rumors about her, so her reputation was safe, yet she could get all the cock she wanted.
Mark and Cheryl prepared for their date with the seriousness that such an occasion required. Mark shaved within an inch of his life, picked out just the right slacks and sport coat. Cheryl spent an hour on her hair and makeup and chose an outfit that was demure with just a hint of sexual invitation. She knew all about Mark’s reputation and, given that he was the only boy in school whose status matched hers, decided to break her rule about older men. Mark had similar feelings, that maybe the beautiful and unattainable Cheryl would be the girl to finally give into.
Mark drove over to pick up Cheryl in his new car, a gift from the athletic department of the college he would be attending in the fall. He parked and walked up to Cheryl’s house. Her father greeted him and showed him in, joking about women always being late. He grilled him about the big game coming up and congratulated him on the scholarship he read about in the papers.
Cheryl knew how to make an entrance, gliding down the stairs. All her preparations had worked, as Mark sighed when he saw her. He took her hand to lead her out to the car and Cheryl’s father wished them a good evening. Cheryl gave him a kiss on the cheek and told him they wouldn’t be late.
“Can you believe the whole school is talking about out date?” she asked him.
“Kind of crazy if you ask me.”
“Well, we are kind of like royalty to them. I think they all wonder why we never got together before. To them it seems like a natural.”
“Yeah, I know. You ever get tired of it all?”
“Nope. I love it, actually. It takes a lot of work, but I think it’s worth it.”
He shrugged. “So, what would you like to do?”
“Food. How about Mac’s?”
“Sounds good.”
Mark drove them to the local eatery. It was little more than a diner but the owners liked to consider it a Bistro. Eyes turned and stared as the stunningly beautiful couple entered and walked over to a table. Several of their classmates waved at them and whispered and giggled. Would the super stud athlete be the one to finally nail the virgin princess?
They ordered and sipped their drinks, falling into the casual intimacy that shared backgrounds can bring. They shared gossip and plans for the future. The food, when it came, was eaten with gusto. Though they had gone to school together all their lives they never really knew each other, and each enjoyed the revelations.
When they were finished, Cheryl suggested driving up to the State park, where they could look at the stars and continue their conversation. Mark was more than willing and turned onto the highway for the short drive up the hill. Once parked he took a blanket out of the trunk and they held hands as they searched for a spot.
Both teenagers were horny for each other. Mark hadn’t masturbated in three days, and it had been a week since Cheryl had visited one of her older lovers. As soon as they were settled Mark took the plunge and pressed his lips to Cheryl’s. She held him as they played tongue hockey, and before long they were lying down, exploring each other’s bodies. Mark was nervous, laying there fumbling with the clasp of Cheryl’s 36C bra, until finally she reached behind to undo it. Mark was in awe of her tits, staring for a minute before attacking them hungrily. Cheryl cooed and moaned as sucked on her breasts, but he didn’t seem as expert as his reputation would suggest.
For her part, Cheryl rubbed her hands in his hair and under his shirt. She loved the feel of his muscular chest. She sucked on one of his nipples, making the boy jump. They resumed their kissing and fumbling in the darkness under the stars.
Cheryl was so turned on, the thought of scoring with the king of the school made her bold. She slipped her hand under his pants, almost blind with the anticipation of feeling his monster cock. What she found disappointed her, as his six inches didn’t live up to advance billing. “Oh well” she thought.
Mark was emboldened with lust, and reached underneath her skirt until he felt the fabric of her panties. They soaking wet, and got more so as he rubbed her pussy. He pulled them off, finding no resistance from the girl. His cock hurt and begged for release. He pulled down his pants, freeing it. He was about to deflower the virgin queen and he couldn’t wait.
Cheryl tried to slow things down a bit. She liked a lot of foreplay and expected it from someone of Mark’s reputation. All at once she felt him enter her with full force. She let out a moan as he did, unaware that the king of the school had just given her his virginity. His thrusting was so urgent she was taken aback by it. There was no finesse, just quick and urgent animal fucking.
Mark was in heaven, and wondering to himself why he had waited so long. Her pussy was like a furnace, a soft flaming wet inferno surrounding his cock. It was like nothing he had ever felt before, and a million times better than he had ever imagined. Cheryl was grunting under him, lost in her own pleasure.
As Mark pounded away at her, a thought struck Cheryl like a brick. He hadn’t put on a condom! In all her sexual adventures, no one had ever stuck a bare penis inside her! She wasn’t on the pill and Mark was fucking her unprotected pussy with wild abandon.
“Mark!”
“Hmmm…”
“MARK!!!”
“Aggghhh!!!”
“Pull out! I don’t want to get pregnant!”
As experienced as she was, Cheryl never knew that no words drove on a man in heat like those. At the sound of them he increased his thrusting to a fever pitch. The sperm began to boil up from his testicles, about to release the pent up desires of seventeen years. Cheryl tried to push him off but he weighed twice as much as her and nothing could fight his primal urges now.
“Please!”
“AGGGHHH…I…can’t!” he cried out as he pushed his cock deep inside her, brushing the head against her cervix. Three days worth of teenage juice came shooting out, filling her fertile cavern with millions of potential babies. He cried out into the night.
He collapsed onto her when he was finished. Cheryl was stunned and shaken. Someone with his reputation should have known better, unless it was true that he liked knocking up girls.
“You asshole!”
“What?”
“You came inside me!”
“Uh…sorry?”
“You’re gonna be sorry if I get pregnant!”
Cheryl started to cry, and Mark didn’t know what to do except hold her. He felt bad, but there was no way he could have pulled out.
“Big fucking man!”
“I’m sorry Cheryl. I really am. But…” he paused. “Cheryl, it was my first time.”
She just stared at him, stunned by his revelation. She had heard all the stories and had believed every one of them.
“You have got to be fucking kidding me! I probably just got knocked up by a fucking virgin? I can’t believe this!”
Not a word was spoken on the way back to Cheryl’s house. Once he stopped the car she jumped out without as much as a goodbye. Mark was hurting on the way home, yet part of him was thrilled. Though he hadn’t been the first into Cheryl’s panties, it still felt good that he had gotten what so many others had only dreamed of.
For the next few weeks they passed each other a school, never saying a word. Mark was dying to know if he had indeed fathered a child, worrying about what it would mean to him and his life. All his plans and dreams could be thrown aside and destroyed because of lust and a few minutes of pleasure.
He finally got his answer when he got home one day to find Cheryl and her parents sitting in the living room along with his mother and father. Everybody looked very serious and the tension in the air was heavy. Mark knew at once that during his very first fuck he had planted a baby inside Cheryl.
Once the anger and screamed exhausted themselves, the parents started making plans for their children and future grandchild. None of the conversation included Mark or Cheryl, who just stared at each other. Cheryl’s mask of anger scared Mark. Before the evening was over the wedding was planned and a job arranged for Mark at his soon-to-be father-in-law’s bank. College wouldn’t happen now. Mark buried his head in his hands and silently wept.