Chapter 12: Carly’s Party – Part I

Friday Morning

By the time Zane and Natalie finished their rendezvous in his car, they had to hurry to get to the school in time for class. They managed to park, share a quick kiss, and then bolt in opposite directions.

As Zane was making his way to class, he ran right past Carly, who was standing outside the door of her first class. When he saw her, he had to stop for just a moment. He ran up to her, leaned in close, cupped his hand to her ear, and quickly whispered.

“I just fucked Natalie.”

Carly’s eyes bulged, her mouth gaped open for half a second, and then she yelled at him, “SHUT UP!”

Everyone around them turned to look. Carly continued to stare, her mouth hanging open. Zane just smiled back at her. As he slowly backed away from her in the direction of his class, he held up all five fingers on both hands and mouthed the words...

“Ten minutes ago.”

Then he made a steering wheel motion with his hands and continued...

“In my car.”

The bell rang, and Zane ran to make it to his class. Carly was left staring after him in total shock. She could not believe what she had just heard. Through the next three classes, all she could do was sit there daydreaming about Zane pinning Natalie to the back seat and just pounding her tiny little frame. Or Natalie perched on top of him, riding him like a bronco. Or Natalie, naked, spread eagle on the hood of his car, and Zane just took her for everyone to watch. The more time passed, the wilder her fantasies became. By the time lunch came around, she could hardly contain herself.

Finally, the bell rang, and Carly hurried to find Zane. When she did, she dragged him off to a corner of the lunch room where the two of them could sit alone and demanded that he tell her every dirty detail. Zane related the whole episode to her, and Carly sat there with rapt attention, reacting to every key moment. Then suddenly, she realized Zane had stopped talking and was just sitting there silently, staring back at her with a huge smile on his face. She had been following along with her eyes glazed over, imagining the whole thing, even moaning along at all the pivotal moments, lost in the images in her head and the feelings they were stirring between her legs. They both realized that she was totally getting off on this. Carly’s cheeks turned a deep red. All she could say was, “That’s so fucking hot!”

She said to him, “You realize I’ve now gotten you laid three times, by three different girls, in the last three weeks, and two of them were fucking VIRGINS!”

Zane sat silently for a moment thinking about that, smiled, and then answered, “Actually, it’s four. You forgot to count yourself. That’s what started this whole thing.”

“That’s right! Oh my god, you so owe me!” she said.

Zane waved his finger at her, saying, “No, no, no, no, this is my prize. I won that bet fair and square, this is just you paying up, and you won’t be paid in full until I’ve fucked every girl on the entire squad. That was the bet!” They both sat silently for a moment.

Carly shook her head from side to side and said, “At this rate, you might just do it.”

Zane grinned back at her, saying, “Damned right, I will. Best bet I’ve EVER made!”

Carly conceded that he didn’t owe her anything, but they did work out a new wrinkle to their pact in which he would keep her up to date on who, where, when, and how, plus she would do her best to facilitate and encourage any little encounter. But she could not tell anyone what he revealed, including the other seniors. She had to let the rumor mill do its work.

Carly was just so hot for every little detail. With each new conquest, she was finding him hotter and hotter. She couldn’t believe how these girls just dropped their panties for him. It got her so excited that she thought she was the evil mastermind behind all this. When she ran into Natalie later in the day, the only thing she could think was, “I know what you’ve been doing, you little slut”, and “How much of Zane’s sperm is still swimming around in that tight little snatch.”

The Party

The next day was Saturday, and the cheer squad had their competition in the morning. It was just a local event and would be over early, so Carly had planned a big party at her house afterward. To the team, it was just another post-competition celebration, but in truth, Carly’s only reason for throwing this party was to gather all of the girls together in one place, maybe add a little alcohol, and then toss Mr. Secret Vote in the middle, like raw meat to a pack of wolves. Carly planned to push as many of them as she could into Zane’s arms just to watch the chaos erupt.

Zane had run late at his own sports practice and so arrived at the party after it had already started. When he did, Chloe and Haley spotted him first and ran up to him, squealing and screaming. As they both grabbed onto him and planted little kisses on him, he wrapped an arm around each of them and pulled them close, planting a few kisses of his own. They were both wearing their tiny little bikinis, and he knew he could just peel those off at will without the slightest protest. He saw Carly watching him from across the patio but thought to himself, I could take these two up to Haley’s room right now and fuck both of them all afternoon, and he knew they would both agree to it. He was already thinking that would be more fun than the party.

Carly saw Zane walk in and instantly be claimed by the two freshman girls, with their hands and lips all over him for everyone to watch, and she could already tell what he was thinking and what they were thinking. But Carly had other plans for him today, girls. You’ve had your chance. It’s time to let somebody else play. She made her way over to them and removed him from their little sandwich, saying, “Come on, we have to talk.”

With a quick look and a shake of his head, all he could say to his two freshman conquests was, “Sorry girls, maybe later.” Then, with a quick wink back at them, he surrendered to Carly, pulling him away. To say they were disappointed would be the understatement of the year.

Carly led him into the house. All she could do was shake her head.

“Jeez, man, you’re not even here for a full minute, and you’ve got two of them ready to drag you upstairs and rape you. How the fuck do you do that?!”

Zane answered, “Well, you know, once they get a taste...”

Carly just rolled her eyes at him, but she did know she was considering taking him upstairs for a quick taste of her own. Lately, every time she thought of him fucking her sister or any of these other girls, she just wanted to throw him down and attack him herself. Her boyfriend had been getting their best sex ever since this whole thing started.

Carly explained to him that normally, the house was off-limits at her parties. No one was allowed inside without her, her mom, or her sister. Her mom kept very strict rules about no one in the bedrooms and was known to just pop in to check. However, Carly was going to make an exception for him. If he needed a quiet place to work his charms, he could sneak into the guest bedroom at the back of the house for some fun. That one was on the first floor. She would run interference for him if necessary. He just had to be quiet about it.

Zane just smiled at her and asked, “Guest bedroom, huh? Is that where you’ve set up your secret camera?”

They both started laughing at that until Carly realized that, damn, she really could have set up her camera in there and recorded anything that went on! Why hadn’t she thought of that?

They walked back out to join the party, laughing and ready for a good time.

Gossip girls...

Carly and Zane sat with the other senior girls, Julie, Sara, and Ashley, who were eager to gossip about how their plan was going. They were all in on it from the beginning and were fascinated watching Zane work his way through the squad, or rather, watching the squad work their way to him. They all knew about Chloe. They also knew that Zane was giving Natalie a ride to school every morning. But neither Carly nor Zane had mentioned how far that ride had gone. They all figured he must have had his way with her by now, but in Zane’s typical fashion, he would never admit that he’d had sex with her. He wouldn’t deny it, but he wouldn’t confirm it either. Zane always felt that was private information. If a girl wanted to brag or boast about what they had done, he was okay with that, but he would never talk about his conquests himself. Of course, this being high school, and all of them being cheerleaders, rumors traveled fast.