[This is the first story I've written in about 7 years. If you like the first two parts, I may continue it. Email comments to incorrig@gmail.com]
Part One - The Set Up
Nicki had her hand down his pants again and he was as hard as a rock and leaking like he normally did. Jason was by far the cutest guy in all of grade 10 at her high school. She was the envy of all the girls, and it seemed that Jason really liked her. She would do anything to keep him. Well, almost anything.
They'd been fucking for about 2 months now. They'd both been virgins before that, and it started off by her jerking him off or him fingering her and feeling her up. It moved pretty quickly from there. The one thing though, that she just couldn't bring herself to do, and the one thing he wanted most from her, was to give him a blowjob. She just couldn't stomach the thought of putting her mouth on his dick.
"That feels so good, Nik. God, that feels good," he said as she continued to stroke him. She unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled down his zipper, freeing his hard cock.
"Mmm. Nicki, can you kiss it, please?"
Julie sighed. "Not this again," she thought to herself.
"Jason, I already told you. I can't."
This time he seemed to get angry. "I told you last time, Nik. I love you and everything, but if I don't get a blowjob then I think we're just going to have to break up."
Her mind was spinning. She really did like him, but really she liked more the fact that all the other girls were jealous of her. She had to find a way to keep him.
"Look," he said, "I'm not trying to be a jerk about it, but I hear everyone talking about it and I just want to have a blowjob. Ask around - it's not that big a deal, and it's not too much to ask! I've gone down on you, so it's only fair."
Looking at his softening dick, she knew that the mood was lost again over the same damned argument. Maybe it wasn't too much to ask, but she just couldn't do it.
"Nik, you know it's my 16th birthday next Sunday and you already said your parents and sister were going to visit your aunt and you'd have the house to yourself." Jason zipped his pants up and buttoned. "I'll be here at 1 o'clock. If I don't get a blowjob that day, then we'll call it quits. You have almost week to think about it, okay? I won't pressure you or ask you again, but I have to get my dick sucked or we're done."
"Okay, Jason. I promise you'll get your blowjob on your birthday."
"Really? Okay then. Sunday it is. I love you, Nicki!" With that, Jason picked up his skateboard and headed out, leaving Nicki to wonder what she was going to do.
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Nicki was so upset that night, she couldn't sleep. She kept going over it in her mind and just knew she couldn't do it. The thought of his leaking dick in her mouth just turned her stomach.
Then she came up with what she thought was a brilliant idea. Going back over the conversation, she never promised him that it would be her that would be giving him the blowjob, just that he would get it. But she couldn't bring herself to have another girl suck him off. What if he ended up breaking up with her for the new bitch? She couldn't have that happen. She tossed and turned for another hour and then another idea came to her. She went over it in her head and smiled. She fell deeply asleep while hatching the plan.
--
Even though Nicki was only just 16, she looked at lot older; almost a dead ringer for her 18-year old sister, Julie. Especially if she put on makeup.
She'd used the last couple of days to do some "research" for her big plan on the internet and was ready to put it in motion. It was Friday night and she told Jason she was busy that night, but asked him not to jerk off for the whole weekend so he could have a huge load ready for Sunday. He wasn't sure he could do it, but she convinced him when she said that would be the only way he'd get his blowjob.
After getting permission from her parents to stay at a friend's house that night, she headed out with her backpack full of makeup, a video camera and a tight fitting dress. She did indeed go to her friend's house, but only to put the makeup and dress on. She told her friend that she was going out to meet somebody across town and swore her to secrecy. "If my parents call, just tell them that I'm in the shower or that I crashed early. You'll know what to do." Being her best friend, she would certainly cover for her.
That part of the plan was done.
After getting all dolled up, she hopped on a bus and took it across town to the university district. She got off the bus and looked around. She spotted a club and decided to try that out. They stopped her at the door saying, "Do you have any id? You have to be 18 or older to get in, 21 or older to drink."
She reached in her purse and got out her sister's drivers license that she'd secreted away from her earlier in the day.
The bouncer looked at it briefly, looked at her and waved her in. She was given a blue wrist band showing that she couldn't drink, but that she'd been verified as 18 at the door.
So far, so good. The plan was moving forward.
After she got in, she saw a number of guys and girls on the dance floor, at the tables and booths, and some just milling around. She decided to go up to the bar and order a drink.
"What'll you have?" the bartender asked while looking at the wrist band.
"Just an ice tea, thanks."
"Coming up."
She looked briefly around the room while sipping on her ice tea and caught the eye of a good looking college guy who slowly made his way to her.
"Hi there. Mind if I join you?" he asked.
"I was hoping you would. I'm Julie."
He flashed a broad smile. "I'm Derek." Derek was 19 and was on the prowl for some fresh pussy and thought he found his mark. He sure did, but had no idea what this would end up costing him. He moved closer and noticed her wrist band.
"How old are you?" he asked.
"Just turned 18 a few months ago."
After a couple of hours of smooth talking her, he asked if she wanted to get out of there and have a couple of REAL drinks back at his dorm. She played coy and said she thought she better not.
"I just was thinking of coming here next year and wanted to get some idea of the social life. I think I should probably just go back to my hotel where my dad is waiting for me," she lied.
"What time do you have to be back?"
"Well - actually, not for another 3 hours. My dad's pretty cool and understands that it's important to me to know what this school has to offer, not just in class but outside too."
"Three hours? I promise to get you back to the hotel in plenty of time."
"I don't know if it's a good idea." She looked at his pout and smiled slightly. "Okay. Just one or two drinks."
"Great! I have the whole room to myself for at least 3 or 4 hours, so we can talk privately."
With that, he paid the bill and escorted her out of the club and opened the door to his 'Vette.
"Nice car!" she exclaimed.
"Thanks. A gift from my parents."
--
Her plan was going better than she'd thought possible. She was now in his room and had had a couple of drinks. She pretended to fight off his advances but to finally give in. He had his hands up her dress and she arched her head back in mock-ecstasy.
"Oh, Derek. I shouldn't do this, but I really like you."
"I like you too, Julie," he said between kissing her. "I've never done anything like this the first time out," he lied.
She was looking forward to taking this asshole down a few pegs. Okay, a lot of pegs. It's not like she didn't know he was lying.
"Derek, my friends are never going to believe this," she said as she put her hand down his pants and started to stroke him. "I've always wanted to do something, and if you're willing, I'd love to make a sex tape!"
His dick jumped at the thought of it.
"Sure! But I don't have a camera," he sighed.
"Oh, I do. I've been filming the campus all day. Let's set it up!"
He'd taped sex before and bragged with his buddies and showed them the movie. He was psyched to do it again. It had become something of a male bonding thing throughout universities to share sex videos and he was thrilled to have another in his collection.
They set the camera up and just the right angle to get the whole thing, including both of their faces. Without that, what would be the point?
They fucked a good long time and she played it up just right.
After they were done, they both had another drink, and they made a copy of the movie for him to keep and she put the original back in the camera bag.
"That was great!" he said. "How long will you be in town? Maybe we can do this again?"
"No, I don't think so. I'm leaving in a couple of days. Well, maybe we can meet tomorrow afternoon for coffee and talk about it?"
"Excellent. I guess I should take you back to the hotel now, huh?"
She feigned disappointment and agreed. They hopped back into his 'Vette and he took her to the Hilton she said she was staying at. After kissing her goodbye, he pulled away, and she turned to walk to the bus stop. As she sat on the bus heading back to her friend's house, she smiled as she patted her backpack. "Wait till tomorrow when he finds out how old I really am," she thought. "He'll have to do anything I want or go to jail." She smiled a wicked smile, and enjoyed the rest of the bus ride in silence.
--
Nicki went home early the next morning and made another copy of the movie and put one copy on her iPod. She grabbed a few more hours of sleep then got up and told her parents she was going to the mall.
She got to the same bus route as last night and called up Derek to meet at the coffee shop they'd agreed to last night. He sounded surprised and genuinely happy to hear from her.
This time of course, she wasn't wearing make up and just had baggy jeans and a loose sweater. He didn't even recognize her when she approached him in the coffee shop at first.
"Hi, Derek."
He looked at her sideways and said, "Hi? Wait^ÅJulie?"
She sat across from him and said, "Well, not exactly. Julie is actually my sister." She took out her iPod and put it on the table as it played the video from last night.
"Your sister? I don't understand. Who are you then, and why did Julie send you?"
She laughed. "No, you got it wrong. You haven't met Julie. I pretended to be her. I'm Nicki. I'm actually 15." She figured 15 sounded better than 16 and would scare him even more.
The blood drained from his face.
"Bullshit. It wasn't you last night, it was your sister."
She pulled her sleeve up and showed him the blue wrist band from the night before.
He started to sweat.
"What's this all about? Why did you do this?"
"Well, there's something that I need someone to do, and I need it to be a guy. I figure you have two choices now. You'll either do everything I say and when I say it, or you will lose everything and go to jail. You're 19, and I'm only 15. In this state, that's stat rape. You will go to jail."
He looked at her in shock.
"What do I have to do?"
"Well, here are a few websites that you are to visit. You can think of them as instructional websites." She snickered to herself as she handed a list of gay porn web sites teaming with blowjob videos.
"You can even practice on someone else first if you want, but regardless I need you to be at this address tomorrow at 12 noon sharp. At around 1, your first job starts. If you're not there by noon, I will call the police crying and telling them how you gave me booze and fucked me after making me take a pill. I'll tell them you taped everything and I have a copy."
He still didn't know what was in store, but had no choice but to agree. He grabbed the list of websites, and her address and walked out of the coffee shop pissed off and desperate. His desperation, anger and horror grew immeasurably as he turned on his computer and visited the first website.
"Oh my god," he exclaimed to nobody in particular.