Chapter 3: Lacey's Final Conquest
Two weeks after my sleepover with my best friend Lacey and her boyfriend Craig, Lacey invited me to come over to her house again. I was still a little upset with her from our last meeting. Craig had treated me very badly, proclaiming to anyone at school who would listen how he had scored with me twice, even though I already had a boyfriend. He went on and on, boasting about how he'd "enjoyed two of Anna's holes" and how he was "plotting his conquest of the third." Luckily, my boyfriend Nathan didn't hear any of this terrible gossip, because he had graduated two years ago.
Nathan is the love of my life, even though I have been cheating on him with my beautiful best friend Lacey ever since I met him. I have been desperately trying to resist Lacey's advances, but she is just too incredible. She can pleasure me so forcefully and completely, that her charms are utterly impossible for me to resist. But I had been doing a better job of resisting her lately, with only two major slip-ups since Nathan found out we were lovers.
Once again my boyfriend gave me permission to spend the night at Lacey's house, provided as usual that I didn't get naked or let her touch me. I could see the doubt in his eyes, though, as I promised again to stay faithful to him. I knew that his faith in me was slipping, so I doubled my resolve to stand firm against Lacey's seductions. I absolutely would not let her or anyone else get into my panties this time.
Lacey had told me to dress nice, as we were planning to go out on the town with a few other girls from school. I was excited about the chance to socialize with the other girls, and to be outside of the constraints of Lacey's bedroom, where it was so easy to get worked up and dizzy from the close presence of my best friend's luscious and seductive body. I figured that a night out on the town would be just what I needed to take my mind off of the exquisite pleasures of my lover.
So I dressed carefully an hour before going over to Lacey's house. I surveyed my pale slender naked body in the mirror before putting anything on, my eyes roaming over my small firm breasts, my thin hips, and my taut flat stomach. Then I turned around and checked out my tight ass—it always seemed to get Lacey in a frenzy. I was still a little ashamed of my body after Craig's assault on it a few weeks ago, but still felt proud of its power to drive both men and women crazy with lust. Then I started dressing, picking out my very best black panties and bra, lacey undergarments that hopefully no one would see except my boyfriend Nathan when I returned to him at the end of the night, unsullied and unseduced. Over these, I put on a satiny black dress that was low-cut to reveal my milky chest and short enough to show off my thin shapely legs. To finish off the outfit, I tossed on a pair of see-through black tights and some cute black flats then rushed off to meet Lacey and her friends.
I was very nervous when I rang Lacey's doorbell, wondering what the night would have in store. Lacey answered the door after several minutes, smiling widely as she saw me. She was wearing tight jeans tucked into black boots and a thin white t-shirt. As usual she had no bra on, so I could easily make out her swelling large breasts and erect nipples under the fabric.
"Wow, you look incredible, Anna," Lacey said with a lewd smile. "I'm glad you decided to dress nice."
I could hear the other girls laughing and chatting upstairs.
"Anything for you, Lacey. You know I'd do anything. Only—I have one request tonight. I really want to try to remain faithful to Nathan from now on, so can you please lay off with the flirtation?"
Lacey seemed a bit put off. "Oh, darling. Are you upset about last time? I know Craig was a little rough on you. I dumped him, if it makes you feel any better."
"Thanks. I just feel... kinda like a whore, with all that's been going on lately. So can you just promise... not to pressure me into anything?"
Lacey grinned in a way that always sends chills down my spine. "I'll see what I can do. Why don't you come upstairs and meet the girls?"
I went up the stairs after her, watching her ass in the tight jeans despite myself, but feeling a little relieved at how sympathetic Lacey appeared to be. I thought she would be mad at not being able to possess my eighteen year old body again, as she had done so many times before.
When we entered her room, I was a little surprised. First of all, none of the other girls were dressed nice at all. In fact, most of them were wearing skimpy pajamas and low-cut or sheer t-shirts. Second, the girls all seemed a little strange to me. None of them I would ever have taken for Lacey's friends. There was Emily, a beautiful and incredibly smart honors student among several others I didn't know who were equally beautiful. Looking over all the girls and so much bare skin, I started to get a little wet and flustered. Worst of all, though, I suddenly noticed my archenemy Hilary Hotchkiss sitting coyly on Lacey's bed. She was the feisty captain of the cheerleading team, a gorgeous icy blonde with perfect breasts and ass—a girl who always went out of her way to make me feel uncomfortable and unwanted. Tonight she was wearing an incredibly tight pair of plaid boxer shorts and a sports bra. She looked at me immediately with a scowl.
"Oh look, it's that slut Anna who fucked her best friend's boyfriend."
"Hey, be nice," Lacey said, more teasing than angry.
"I didn't—" I blushed deeply, unable to think of anything to say. "I thought we were gonna go out," I said, turning to Lacey, angry that she hadn't tried to defend me.
"Well, there might be a bit of a change of plans," Lacey said mysteriously, causing the girls to giggle. Hilary laughed out loud.
"You see," Lacey said, placing a firm hand at the small of my back, just above my ass, and pushing me further into the room. "We were going to go out. But then me and the girls came up with a much better idea."
"Oh—w-what's that?" I stammered, blushing intensely, as I noticed the eyes of all six beautiful girls staring right at me.
"Oh, you'll see," Lacey said huskily, close to my ear. She then began to softly kiss my neck as the other girls watched closely.
I sighed weakly, unable to fight her off. Her soft hands slipped down my body to rest on my thighs as her lips worked their way up to my mouth. Then she tongue-kissed me deeply, while her two hands slowly worked their way back up my slender body, pulling my dress up with them.
"What are you doing to me?" I gasped softly, nearly paralyzed with desire, but also deeply uncomfortable with all the other girls around.
"Sssh," Lacey whispered in my ear, pulling my dress over my head.
I stood there in my tights and my bra and panties in front of all the hungry-eyed girls. Then Hilary stood up from the bed and advanced behind me. I felt her cold hands unhooking my bra, while Lacey kneeled down in front of me and slowly rolled my tights down my thighs.
"Please, I don't want to do this. I have a boyfriend."
