As always this is a work of fiction.
(Although I am the writer of this story the credit also goes to Hurripen for the idea behind it, he asked me to write it and gave me everything for it except for the small details. Hurripen, here is your story.)
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Suzie Miller sat staring at the clock on the classroom wall, tick, tick, tick, the red second hand kept going around and around and slowly the minute hand moved inch by inch. Little by little time was moving, but in history class the minutes felt like hours!
Suzie was your classical little popular girl. She always had a boyfriend, always had her little circle of friends hanging out in the cool kid places. The one you know never had a social problem in the world other than what to wear to school the next day or what to wear on her next date.
Suzie wasn't what one would call drop dead gorgeous but she was very beautiful, one of the young and sweet beauties that might win prom queen at her school but never enter into any beauty pageants. She stood around 5'3" with shoulder length brown hair and big pretty brown eyes. And for her age she had curves, not the voluptuous type, but more like well defined woman features. You certainly knew she had tits and an ass to match from all the tight t-shirts and hip-hugging jeans. Both nicely formed and well-rounded she was the image of a budding young woman.
Suzie's one flaw in life is that she was a straight bitch. She always had to have her way, always had to get what she wanted and always treated everyone not within her little circle like dirt beneath her little sneakers. Even in her home life she acted like a little spoiled rotten queen. Her mother and father doted on her when she was born because she was the baby of four kids and it got worse from there. Her father always called her "his little princess" and her mother would always side with her if she ever got into an argument with her brother or sisters.
It was a recipe for disaster and it had reached full fruition just this last week. On her 18th birthday Suzie had gotten a car, a brand new Honda Civic and of course she had pitched one hell of a fit. She had expected a Porsche, had demanded one really, but on this day her parents had really been fed up. Telling her she could either drive that or walk, it was up to her. And of course she had run into her room and spent the whole night crying. But the next day she was all smiles and kisses to her parents for the gift and apologizing for her behavior the day before and although she secretly hated the car she figured it was better than walking. At least until she could figure out a way to get her parents to get her what she wanted, and she was already considering possibilities.
Sitting in history class Suzie was doing just that, figuring out how to get her parents to buy her the Porsche she wanted. Playing with her pencil rolling across the desk she hatched idea after idea to only discard them moments later as un-workable.
She was just starting to weigh the advantages and disadvantages of a car accident in her head when the bell finally rang and class was over.
Gathering her books and heading for the door she winked at Tom McCullen when she passed by him, always to keep the poor boy in torment. She had no intention of going out with the poor guy she just loved to show people what they could never have. Stuffing her books in her locker she noticed Pete, her ex as of today walking towards her, eyes red and sad. Quickly shutting the door she made a retreat down the hall and ducked into the girl's bathroom. Peeking out she saw Pete walk by and just as she started to walk out Pete came around the corner again, luckily his head was turned and he didn't see her. Deciding to stay put for a few minutes she just hoped he would leave thinking she had left school already.
After about 10 minutes she ventured out into an empty hallway. With no sign of her ex she quickly made her exit through the doors and headed out to the parking lot.
Reaching the parking lot she walked over to her friends as they were standing next to Kim's new Black Tahoe talking. Kim was a pretty girl with a really big chest that seemed to draw the guys to her like magnets, her being shorter than Suzie and with a slim waist only emphasized her tits. Her father was Chinese and her mother was African. They had met when Kim's father had worked for the Chinese embassy in Nigeria and had been negotiating oil contracts. Kim's mother was one of the government officials there and after a few months had hit it off and since neither wanted to live in each other's country they had immigrated to the US.
Standing next to Kim was Alyssa, Suzie's other friend. Alyssa was a pale skinned beauty, with dark red hair and green eyes she cut a striking image. Her body was slim and petite, standing 5'9" tall, and her breasts were only a b cup but still attractive. Though like some witch in a story she had a way of looking at someone a certain way that would make them feel like she was reading their mind. Which is funny in a way because she was currently practicing her own little type of witch-craft, séances and small little spells and rituals. But for all her strangeness she fit into the 'in crowd' rather well, the boys came running to her just as much as to Suzie and Kim and that was one of the main reasons they were friends. And them all having their birthday within months of each other helped too. That and of course the three of them had been fooling around with each other for years, experimenting, even using some of Alyssa's sex magic as she called it. They would go out into the camp areas once or twice a month during the summer and play out Alyssa's little fantasies. Fantasies involving witches and sexual rites and trying to summon creatures and demi-gods. Kim and Suzie were skeptical, but Alyssa seemed to believe it was possible, and it did make for great sex so no one argued with it. All three never lacked in the boyfriend department and as fate would have it today they had all dumped their current boyfriends and had planned a girl's weekend.
"Hey Kim, Hey Alyssa." Suzie waved coming over to her friend's truck.
Kim heard Suzie and stopped talking to Alyssa and turned "Hey Suzy'Q where ya been? Me and Alyssa were about to give up on ya."
"Ya it was a lil rough on Pete, had to duck into the bathroom to get away from the guy, god he's such a child. I have no idea why I even went out with that idiot."
At that Alyssa spoke "I have no idea either, he was a loser, it must have been the motorcycle, it was a very nice bike" saying it with a small smile.
Suzie shot a glare over at her friend, knowing she was talking about those young biker boys down in Florida.
"It's a long way to Florida from Wisconsin Alyssa." Suzie said, grinning when Alyssa blushed.
Then Kim spoke up "Ya and as I recall you were the first one to hop on Davey, all three of the guys were after all only a year younger than us, sixteen as I recall, and yet yours still had an 8" cock for you to ride, not just a motorcycle." Grinning she smirked at Alyssa.
"Ok, ok, so we all lost our virginity to some guys in Florida, I was just saying that now I think Suzie has a bike fetish, after all Pete wasn't exactly the best looking guy type." Alyssa said still blushing slightly.
Suzie just shrugged and let it go at that.
"So what time are we meeting up tonight?" She asked.
