When I was a freshman in high school, I was pretty much in every activity one could imagine. I was an all-state athlete, musician, and scholar. While popular in school, the high school chicks all preferred the rich city boys who already had money, not wanting to take a risk on someone not there yet financially or socially. With that said, I knew that once I was an upperclassman my odds would improve if I started dating younger women. What really sucks is that every time I had a hot chick on my arm the girl would always find someone she thought was better to upgrade her social status. What a bunch of 18 sex and 19 sex high school whores!
Hell, my luck was so bad that two women I dated during sophomore track season dumped my ass after a carefully orchestrated threesome. Yepper, you got it, they were so turned with each other during our barely legal teen sex romp that they confirmed they were indeed lesbian. Believe it or not, they are still together to this day. So much for the fucking conservative Midwest! When all hope for my senior year was nearly lost a cute, athletic girl named Tracey, decided to go out for the track team. I knew of Tracey as the freshman tennis phenom and while she wasn’t drop dead gorgeous, she was certainly “cute as a button.”
Tracey was one of the most popular girls in her freshman class. We went out most Friday’s but, she nearly always brought a friend. Since I was old enough to drive, I ended up playing chauffeur on a regular basis. While I felt used at some points, I was usually always able to salvage a little action out of one the girls, even if it was only a kiss, boob flash or occasional handjob. Tracey yanked me back and forth like a yo-yo. She played with me like some kind of cruel game. I was just a game, free food and ride for her and her friends.
Even Tracey’s mom thought she should treat me better. Hell, even her father was cool with me. Tracey’s had a younger sister named Mickey, who was at least four years younger. Her father really wanted a boy, hence the name. I could tell she had a crush on me but, there was no way I was gonna touch that, no matter how horny and sex-starved I was! The final blow tour our relationship (or whatever you might call it) was when Tracey called me crying after she had some way older dude get her drunk and fucked her without an condom. She was crying (thinking she was already pregnant) and wanting me to help but, there was nothing I could do. I was tired of playing her fucked up games. Plus, she was no longer a virgin and her stock was now at an all-time low as word travels fast in small town America!
I finally got my long awaited revenge shortly after grad school. I interviewed for a high paying job with an international firm located in Atlanta, Georgia. At the time, there were six women for every man in the ATL. Plus, Atlanta had the second highest gay population per capita behind San Francisco. The odds of scoring some major pussy were definitely increasing in my favor! Well, I was offered a position and quickly shipped off to the Dominican Republic my first week on the job for a lengthy assignment. I definitely made up for everything 18 sex, 19 sex in the DR. Let me tell you those young things with asses to die for taking legal teen see to an entirely new level. Plus, those Latin women know how to give a proper blowjob at an early age!
I returned from my first trip having saved six months cash which was plenty for a juicy down payment on a brand new sports car. That was the good part, the bad is that I had a family emergency back home that required my attention. Rather than fly which was going to be my life anyway, I wanted to do a Cannonball Run-type road trip cross country. I bought the latest radar detector and flew low averaging well over 90mph the entire way through some beautiful country. When I got to town I headed to the main drag to get something to eat but, my favorite pizza joint had moved. The top was down and the stereo blasting some progressive rock music. Suddenly, I look over and see Tracey waving at me while sounding the horn.
I simply nodded with my shades still on and left her in the dust once the light turned green. When I got home, there was a message to call Tracey as she wanted to go to dinner. Believe me, I went to be with “Visions of an Grudge Fuck Dancing in My Head!” The next morning I called Tracey’s house but, not to talk to her. I was pleasantly surprised when Mickey picked up the phone saying she had heard I was back in town. She didn’t say a word about my new ride or ask me to take her out, only she hoped to see me before I left. We said our goodbyes, then I hopped in the shower. I was at Mickey’s house within the hour and she even went with me to see my grandfather who had a stroke and was at the hospital. Mickey and I did go out to eat (she even offered to pay) and then I dropped her off before we went out on our first official date later that evening.
When I returned to pick up Mickey both her parents were there, complimenting how I turned out as a man. Tracey was absent I didn’t even care. Mickey and I were inseparable the rest of the week. The best part is that I totally deflowered her younger sister, Mickey that trip back home. What’s even better is that I fucked her barely legal virgin pussy for some 18 sex and then 19 sex as Mickey had her nineteenth birthday just before I headed back to Atlanta. I still can’t believe she saved her cherry for me. So, how does the story end? Now Mickey and I are married with two kids and a 7,800 square foot golf course home in a beautiful southeastern city along with a beach house in the Dominican Republic. Tracey, you ask? Well, she’s been divorced three times and has children by two different men and is always in court fighting her (former) loser husbands who were “all that” while in high school. Yes, revenge is sweet but, Tracey’s younger sisters pussy is even sweeter!
