From bore to whore

Hey everyone, thanks for the reviews…they are deeply appreciated. Sorry about the ~~ I’ll get rid of them. I know it’s a bit cliché, but I don’t think I can write a story like this without it being cliché. As for their ages, they were all going into their sophomore year, but now that I think about it they are a little young. So I figured if they can drive, then their going into their junior year. If that’s still to young for you…then umm...imagine them being older…I guess. Just remember that Shawn (Trapper's brother whose introduced in this chapter) and TJ are going to be freshmen in college. Trapper and everyone else are still in high school. Sorry about it being so short and slow, but I really want to add a story besides just sex to it…even though there is a lot of sex tied in. ;) once again thanks for reviewing.

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Chapter 3: Almost there


BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! Went the sound of Trapper’s alarm clock at seven o’clock the next day. Trapper simply picked up the clock and flung it against the wall and rolled over. About five minutes later her door flung open and someone cursed as they stepped on the alarm pieces, “Jesus, fucking, Christ! Trapper get up!” A male voice said shaking her. She swatted in the direction of the voice and came in contact with something hard, “What the fuck!?” This time the owner of the voice picked Trapper up and dropped her on the floor. She glared at the person from her spot on the floor. “Good morning to you too, Trap.”

“Shut up TJ.” Trapper growled getting up and picking out her bathing suit. TJ was a tall boy at the age of 18. He had dark brown, almost black hair, light blue eyes and an incredible body. He had been volleyball partners with Trapper ever sense she turned twelve. No one really wanted to play against them, with his killer arm and her killer serve, but every Saturday four pairs of stupid people would go up against them…and lose.

Trapper came out of the bathroom in a pair of sweat pants and her bathing suit. On the sand court, you where not a whore if you only wore a bathing suit, and that’s just what she did. Much to TJ’s delight and any other male spectators watching. He grinned at her, picked up a cooler of drinks on the way out, and hopped into his jeep. She soon joined him her brown hair in a neat pony-tail.

When they arrived Sara ran up to them, “Oh my god, John, Danny, and Kevin brought like the entire male population with them…plus some whores.” She said. Trapper smirked,

“What?” TJ asked slightly suspicious.

“Oh Trapper’s new squeeze, John, and his…” She trailed off her attention fully on TJ now. He raised an eyebrow at her and looked at Trapper,

“Is she okay?” He asked. Trapper shrugged and walked onto the beach over to the tent of other players.

Once Trapper and TJ set up their things, Trapper took notice of who was sitting on the board walk waiting for them to play. TJ did too and stood next to her, “These are your friends?” He asked,

“No, but the blonde one is hot.” She said smiling over to John who grinned back with a head nod. She smiled at Danny and Kevin who mimicked John. When the other team was ready to play she pulled her pants down and got in the ready position (AN: the same ready position for any sport…hands on knees, bent over.)

“I wouldn’t mind being behind that.” She heard someone say. TJ growled and looked back at them with a glare. Danny raised an eyebrow at him, causing TJ to glare harder and turn around.
As the two played one could hear many cat-calls and wolf whistles. This just fueled Trapper to play better, but made TJ play worse. Last summer all he had to worry about was David, and then found out one night (when David came on to him) that he didn’t have to worry anymore. Now he had to compete with these…these dick heads. For long he knew he held Trapper’s interest, but now he could feel her slowly slipping away from him. He knew they only wanted sex, for he himself had been the same kind of person in high school, even now in college. He sort of thought of Trapper as a very sexy, that he wouldn’t mind jumping on, sister. Yes, that may sound very wrong on so many levels, but still, he was protective. He had been Trapper’s first kiss, and wanted to keep it that way.

Once they where done for the day Trapper walked over and glanced at Sara. Sara picked up her water bottle and pretended to open it and poor it over herself. Trapper nodded and poured her water on her head letting it drip slowly down her body. John couldn’t help himself as he jumped the fence between the boardwalk and beach. He waited coolly as she walked over to him, “Good job.” He said in a low whisper. She smiled at him,

“Thanks.” She said as she brushed past him to get her towel. “I’m going in,” she said motioning to the ocean, “want to come?” She took his answer as a yes when he took his shirt off and put his arm around her waist. As they walked down he grabbed her ass and turned to look at his friends. Kevin gave him the thumbs up and Danny laughed. TJ, who watched the whole thing grumbled and sat down. Sara walked over and sat down next to him,

“Hi, I’m Sara.” She said. He didn’t even look away from Trapper and John, and only growled in response. She huffed and watched the other two.

Trapper came up shaking her head and wiping her eyes trying to get the salt out. She stopped suddenly when she felt something on her thigh. She screamed and jumped, only to be caught in John’s arms. He laughed at her, “Great laugh it up, ass hole.” She said playfully slapping him on the chest. He put her down and ran a hand through her hair,

“Are you coming tonight?” He asked his lips inches away from hers. She got closer, still not touching,

“Maybe…” He leaned in, but was suddenly splashed with water. Trapper and John groaned and TJ, who suddenly appeared in the water smiled innocently at the two. He made his way to Trapper who was seething at him,

“TJ, what are you doing?” She said through her teeth,

“I just wanted to see what you kids where up too…oh and this.” He put his hands on top of her head and dunked her. She let out a shriek before she went under and kicked out hitting TJ in the shin. When TJ doubled over in pain Trapper grabbed John’s hand and walked back to their stuff,

“Sorry about him…he’s kind of like my big brother…” She said. He grinned at her,

“You got a ride back to your place?” He asked pulling his shirt over his head. She glanced at TJ and then back at John,

“No.” He smirked waving over Kevin and Danny, “Let’s go.” Trapper waved at Sara who was paying no attention too anyone else, except the pimply kid next to her. They all piled into Kevin’s car John sat in the back with Trapper. While she was telling Kevin how to get to her house she felt John’s hand on her leg, not wanting to be so public, Trapper pushed his hand off her and wagged her finger. He stuck out his lower lip, ‘later,’ she mouthed causing him to nodded and wrap his arm around her shoulders.

“See you at nine.” Danny said when they let her out. She smiled at them and added a bit of an extra sway in her step as she walked to her door.

Trapper stared at her closet. She had never really been to a party like this before, and she had no idea what to wear. She had figured she needed something easy to take off, but something not to trashy. She finally settled on a short jean skirt, a pair of flat flip-flops and a tight pink shirt.

“Where are you going like that?” Her brother, Shawn, said sitting on the couch, his girlfriend, Jenny, rapped in his arms.

“Kevin Rifer’s.” She said walking out. Her brother detangled himself from Jenny and went after her,

“I talked to TJ earlier.” He said simply walking along side of her. She eyed him, but he simply looked at his bare feet with his hands in his jeans,

“Great.” She said walking a little faster,

“He said you’ve been hanging out with that Lefty kid.” Trapper stopped and looked at him,

“So?” She was a little annoyed, that when finally, she was getting some attention, people came to her rescue. No one had bothered before when she was in love with her best friend. Shawn looked at her,

“Nothing I guess.” With that he turned and went back to their house. She huffed and walked the rest of the way to Kevin’s house.

When she got there, the party had already started, and many people where already high and or drunk. She smiled when she saw Kevin, John, and Danny in the kitchen. She actually wanted them to notice her first so she walked back into the living room.

“Hi.” A semi-sober person said, “Are you new?” He asked looking over Trapper. She grinned when his eyes finally landed back on her own.

“No, I’m Trapper Smith.” She said picking up a cup,

“Shawn’s little sister? Damn.” He said causing her to smile broader, “I’m Brian, Brian Tay.” He said sticking out his hand for her to shake. Brian was one of her brother’s best friends, and was always at the house. He didn’t even knock when he went in and raided their fridge. She was slightly surprised that he didn’t notice her, but she put it aside when he squeezed her hand before he let go. She stared warily at the contents of the bowl and he smiled, “You should try it, it’s really good.” She was about to take a sip when she felt a hand on her waist,

“I wouldn’t drink that if I where you.” A seductive voice said in her ear. Brian’s expression went from grinning, to a look of annoyance. Trapper turned in the person’s arms and grinned at John,

“Why?” She asked putting the cup down and pushing closer against him. He groaned slightly when her hips pressed against him,

“Because Tay spiked it.” She turned to Brian who had suddenly disappeared. “You want to go somewhere else?” He asked pulling her back to him. She smiled,

“Sure.” He led her to the back steps of Kevin’s house and pulled her into a room with John carved in the door, “Why is your name here?” She asked.

“Oh, Danny and I are here so much that his parents just gave us our own rooms. Like it?” He asked as he pulled her in. It was covered in pin up posters, lacrosse players, and various other things you would find in a teenage boys room. She grinned at one pin up who had a volleyball between her legs,

“You like that one?” She asked sitting down on his bed.

“I still get wet dreams from it…” He said standing between her legs. She grabbed his shirt front and pulled him on top of her pushing her lips onto his. He forced his tongue into her mouth and waited. She lifted her shirt and grabbed his hand that was previously playing with the hem of her shirt and put it on her breast. He grinned against her mouth when he heard her groan at his massage. His other hand had already taken off her skirt and playing with the top of her red panties. She fumbled with his belt, but he helped her and soon his pants joined the ever growing pile of clothes on the floor. They broke their kiss so he could take of his and her shirt.

Soon both where only left in the under garments. He stopped for a moment and stared at her body. She couldn’t help but blush when his fingers raked the top of her matching red bra. She flipped him over, straddling his hips and running her hands from his face over his abs. He groaned when she grinded her hips into his and she slowly pulled his boxers down throwing them in the pile. He stared at her when she began to lick his thighs leading to his now full erection. He pulled her hair out of the way as he watched her lick his dick. She slowly took him in her mouth and twirled her tongue around his head. He couldn’t take it anymore and he grabbed her head forcing him further down her throat. She gagged for a second as he fucked her mouth, but quickly recovered. She smirked against him when he moaned her name, his eyes shut tightly. She could tell he was about to cum so she braced her self, and with one last moan he came. She didn’t spill on bit and swallowed it all.

He watched her as she licked her way back up to his mouth, so he could taste himself against her lips. She pressed her wet self against him, her panties long gone, and he instantly became hard again. He flipped her over and she was about to guide him into her when he pulled back, “I have to pay you back.” He said with an evil smirk. She groaned when the heat of his body left hers. He stood up and grabbed her legs, sliding her over to the edge of the bed. He kneeled down between her legs and sucked on her thigh right near her pussy. She sat up and moaned when he bit down leaving his mark,

“Please…” She whimpered as he teased her more. He licked her hairless pussy and slowly stuck his tongue into her. She tasted so good, he thought as she wrapped her legs around his neck pushing his tongue further into her. “Oh my god.” She said between pants. His tongue was amazing. His fingers, that weren’t kneading her breasts, swirled around her clit. She had started shaking underneath him and he could tell she was about to orgasm,

“Don’t fight it.” He mumbled from her pussy,

“Faster!” She said bucking her hips into his face. He let out a low moan when her walls tightened around him. He pulled away and watched with satisfaction that he had worn her out. She was lying on his bed, with only a bra on, her eyes slightly closed. A few seconds later she looked up at him, “You have a magic tongue.” She said pulling him towards her again and capturing his mouth with hers. She slowly brought her hands up his chest and wound them into his hair,

“So do you.” He said when she sucked at the sweet spot between his neck and shoulder.

“Fucking ass-holes.” Kevin said, as a group of freshmen boys walked into his house. Danny looked up from his current make out with some random girl. He pushed her off of him and stood over by Kevin,

“Let’s just kick their asses.” Danny said. Kevin grinned,

“Let’s let John have some fun first.” He said nodding over to where Trapper and John had just disappeared up the steps.

“I want to hit that so badly.” Danny said bringing his cup to his mouth, “Does she really belong to John? I mean it’s not like their going out…their just screwing right?” Kevin raised an eyebrow,

“Dude, just wait for John to be done with her, then fuck her…anyways they haven’t fucked yet.” Danny stared at Kevin,

“How could he not have YET?” He said.

“They keep getting interrupted, by his mom, and that DJ kid.” Suddenly a very scary expression came over Danny’s face,

“What if we broke her first, John would never have to know.” Kevin eyed him,

“John would know, he knows she’s not broken, and if she is when he gets there well…” Kevin said trailing off.

“What about fuck toys, I mean a simple fake dick could have broken her.” Danny said.

“True…but what if she doesn’t want too?” Kevin asked, always being the second thinker in the group,

“We get her drunk.” Danny said simply emptying his cup.

“What if he’s breaking her now?” Kevin asked.

“Well we’ll have to stop that wont we?” Danny said tipping over the table and yelling at the freshmen boys.

John and Trapper broke apart when a loud bang was heard from downstairs. He groaned, at being ripped apart from this for the third time. She couldn’t believe that someone would dare disturb her when she was with the tongue god. There was a knock on the door and Trapper jumped up pulling her clothes back on. He pulled on some pants and opened the door, to a very annoyed looking Kevin,

“Dude, get them out of my house.”

“Who?” John asked pulling on his shirt and walking out of his room,

“The freshmen.” John nodded in understanding and went down the steps leaving Kevin to stare at a clothed Trapper,

“Hi…” She said with a blush,

“Sorry ‘bout tonight.” He said coming closer to her,

“Oh, it’s okay…” She said softly when he backed her against the wall,

“I hope you can come next Friday.” He whispered pressing his lips against hers. She opened when his tongue brushed against her lips causing him to taste the sex in her mouth,

“Sure.” She muttered when he pulled away from her. He winked at her and went back downstairs leaving a freshly wet Trapper alone.


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