(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This story is highly serialized, and though it's not 100% necessary to have read the whole story up until this point to enjoy the content of the chapter, it's definitely advisable to understand the many ongoing plots.)
Author's Note: As ever, I want to thank you all for the kind words and support! I know the drama arc took its time, and wasn't the most popular with some of you, so I want to thank those who stuck around! After hearing enough apt criticism that some legacy characters, particularly Ryan's girlfriends, were pushed aside, I wanted to dedicate this chapter to steering things more in the right direction by having it only be dedicated to them; I have no regrets about introducing the new characters I have, and will continue to do so in future arcs, but do agree that some more time with the classic characters is overdue, and I will try to find more balance going forward. As well, of course, I want to thank all of you whose votes helped determine the order of scenes in this chapter, as well as created the foreign exchange student, Maeve O'Brien, who cameos in this chapter, and will get more dedicated appearances in coming chapters!
Previously, on Senior Year Memories:
Sick and tired of the bullying of drama club asshole Micah Burke, nerdy 18-year-old Ryan Collins enlisted the help of his new friend, the stage crew beauty, 18-year-old Olivia Raine-Goldblum, to take some revenge and end the harassment once and for all. Arranging for Micah to meet him on the school's stage, Ryan arranged for the bully to confess while he beat Ryan up, all too late for Micah revealing that the rest of the drama club had been watching this the whole time. With Micah humiliated and his position within the club ruined, he was taken away by the drama teacher, Mrs. Wanda Harker, while Ryan celebrated an end to this madness. As the celebration died down, Ryan found Olivia, reaffirming their newly-forged friendship before they finally had sex for the first time.
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With the Micah Burke Incident behind me and life at Regan Hills High School looking like it was returning to normal, I greeted the month of April with optimism and hope, and perhaps a little bit of hesitation, if I'm being honest. Senior year at Regan Hills High School had easily been the most transformative period of my life, with new friends, new loves, and more hot sex than I knew what to do with (none of which I was certain I'd have when the year kicked off)... but it was all too clear to me that it was coming to an end, and sooner rather than later. Graduation was in early June, and I had just over two months to go before... before, what, really? Finding a job? Going to college? Seeing what life itself had to offer?
The big questions were catching up with me faster than I would have liked, and soon they would need answers. Answers I wasn't fully sure of, and that were becoming increasingly intimidating with every passing day... but who actually knows answers to anything that firmly when they're 18?
I found myself dwelling more and more on those big questions as my time at Regan Hills High began to draw short, but even with them hanging over me in an ever-present cloud, nothing could stop me from living in the moment. Nothing would stop me from living life to the fullest with the friends and lovers in my life I'd picked up over the course of this year who reminded me of just how important it was to make sure that every moment mattered.
And none of them could remind me quite so acutely of this simple fact as the three girls I loved most: my girlfriends Josie, Brooke and Sarah. We'd had our fair share of sex and sexy misadventures, sometimes together, sometimes apart, sometimes with all of us and sometimes only a pair, but for all the madness that this year had brought, it was my time with these three that had a way of mentally stabilizing me and leading to some of the most intense sex. After a month as busy as March had been, it felt only appropriate to kick things off in April by spending my time with them. In the grand scheme of things, it may not have been a terribly consequential or important day, but as days went, it was special because we got to spend it together.
That the day was spent mostly having hot sex was just icing on the cake.
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MORNING
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I lay in bed, drifting in and out of consciousness, faintly aware of sunlight beginning to peek through the window and feeling pretty damn good for what felt like it was pretty early in the morning. Rolled onto my back, I could just vaguely recall the hints of a sweaty, arousing dream I'd just been in the middle of, when I became acutely aware that I was still feeling the dream, even though I was awake. There was an insistent, moist pressure on my cock, a pleasure that crept over my entire body, and I felt a familiar eager enthusiasm that brought me to life in a way few others could.
As my eyes came into focus, I remembered that I wasn't in my bedroom, but one that was decorated in various shades of bright pink. Pictures on the wall showed various girls in cheerleading outfits, while my head was surrounded by a mix of girly pillows and stuffed animals that were surprisingly comfortable to fall asleep among. Looking down, I saw the sight of a feminine shape between my legs, bobbing up and down underneath the blankets eagerly as she worshipped my cock with their mouth. I groaned softly, letting her know I was awake, which only managed to get her blowing me harder.
"Oh, fuck..." I groaned, pulling the blanket back to reveal the cute and perky face of my girlfriend, 18-year-old Brooke King, swallowing my cock.
Considering how composed she looked, she had probably been up for a little while and had time to clean up first, but there was no world in which she wasn't one of the cutest people you'd ever seen. The petite, 5'1" blonde looked up at me with her dazzling, playful green eyes, her lips wrapped around my cock as she sucked me down her throat with an ease that seemed impossible for her small size. I'd thrown enough of the blankets over her to see that she was *quite* naked (easily her favorite look), revealing her tight body and full round ass to my eyes. From this angle, I couldn't see her breasts very well, but reaching down I was able to squeeze one of her pert A-cups in a way that had her moaning around my cock.
Gripping her pigtails in each hand, I pulled her off of my cock and caught that brilliant, early morning smile she had for me as she giggled.
"Good morning, Ryan! I thought you were gonna, like, sleep all day!" Brooke said, sticking out her tongue enough to graze my cockhead.
The previous night came back to me slowly, a night where Brooke and I had made the bed shake for some time before settling in, made all the more awkward by her parents doing the same not long afterward. Having seen the immense and intimidating Mr. King, I was ready to keep quiet, but Brooke had been all giggles as her parents did their thing not too far away from us. Sleep after that had been a little hectic, but the way I felt now, I must have gotten some decent rest.
I reached for the nightstand and grabbed my glasses, putting them on. "Now why would I do that when I've got you here waiting for me?"
She giggled, climbing on top of me and kissing me. "Good question. Almost as good as, like, why didn't you ask for our help with all that drama BS? You, like, *do* know that we're good at wrecking assholes, right? Didja forget what I helped ya do at Homecoming?"
"I didn't forget," I replied, kissing her back.
"Then you should really think again when it comes to leaving us out of something so important to ya. You know we, like, totally got your back all the time, right?" Brooke asked, blinking cutely.
I sighed. While Sarah was mellow enough to understand why I handled what I did to Micah Burke the way I did, Josie and Brooke were still rather annoyed with me for not getting them involved in some necessary revenge during my time with the drama club. While I still maintained that I didn't want to put them at whatever risk might come with it, I recognized that I'd still made mistakes by not letting my girlfriends in on one of the more troubling periods of my senior year and letting them decide how much risk they wanted to take on.
Reaching down to grip her ass in both hands as she kissed me, I asked, "Forgive me?"
