Prom Night Is Sacred, Pick Carefully

I was going to my senior prom. It was going to be the first time I bought a gown. My mother gave me a strict budget, that had to account for the gown, the shoes, my hair and nails. And I couldn't spend a penny of it unless I had a date lined up. As prom approached I was still without a date so I asked this friend from class, Nate. He said he didn't go to those things and I had to bribe him. I told him that it was customary for girls to lose their virginities on prom night, and if he took me to prom he could have my virginity, but not before prom.

Nate was not anyone's dream date. He was a band nerd, kept to himself and rumor had it that he beat off every night, because he had never had a girl. My mother was surprised, in the negative way, that I had accepted a date with Nate. She went so far as to tell me that the only reason boys like him took girl's to prom was get sex. I told my mom I knew that, but all the boys took the girls to prom to get sex, so why was Nate any different. And my mom told me she knew that, but it was about picking a high value boy not settling for the runt of the litter.

I got my gown. Not at JC Penney's either. I wanted something another girl wouldn't be wearing so I went to this seamstress and had her make me a gown. I found the shoes at Macy's and I had enough left over for my hair and nails. If anything I was raised to be frugal and pay attention to money. Nate reluctantly agreed to wear a tux. I went with him to rent it, so that I could make sure it was the right kind of tux and that he looked good in it, for the pictures. The week before prom, I took Nate to get his hair cut. I didn't want anything to ruin that night for me.

The night before Prom I went to Nate's house. His room was a mess and his bathroom worse. This boy was going to need a lot of work. But my mission was to make sure Nate was going to be up the task on prom night. I sucked his dick, made sure he could get hard, I showed him what he was going to get on prom night, a little tits and ass. I even pointed out to him where he had to stick it. This was about the perfect prom night, don't fuck it up. I was going to lose my virginity. I left him some condoms I bought at the Walgreens. I'm sure I wasn't the only girl buying condoms the week before prom.

I made my big mistake then. I even thought why was was I doing that? But I did it out of instinct. I had him get me fresh sheets from the and I made his bed and told him not to beat off. I never made it out of the room. Nate came alive in a way I had never seen him. He didn't outright fuck me, what he did was a lot worse. It was Rape clear as day. I yelled at him to stop, he didn't have on a condom, get off of me and all that, but Nate was going to get his pussy right then, come hell or high water, and he got it when he got me over the edge of the bed and ran his dick in me from behind, bent over grabbing at the pillow.

There wasn't any ceremony, nothing like that. He whispered in my ear that he was fed up and he wasn't going to prom. He didn't even help me stand up. I pulled my pants on and I straightened out the bed and wiped the tears away with my hand. I wasn't crying because of what he just did, I was crying because he wasn't going to take me to prom.

Prom night came and I sat home alone in my room. It was after one when Nate showed up and got everyone up knocking on the front door. He was in his tux and he told my mother I had promised him sex if he wore the tux. There wasn't any stopping him, he took me hard by the arm, I was in my night shirt and panties and he gave me a choice, he could take me downstairs, or he could take me in my room. My mom stood by as he marched me up to my room and gave me a royal fucking. What I called a royal fucking, whatever that really means. What I remember most was his dick wet and dripping. I got fucked on prom night.

After that night I was Nate's woman. Girls keep their mouth shut about being fucked but guys tell it to their friends. By the end of October everyone in school knew who lost their virginity and which guy did it. Everyone knew who was Nate's woman. There are duties and responsibilities and I did every one of them, a right of passage of sorts once you have a man to take care of. I took Nate's tux back to the rental shop, but only after we got dressed up for pictures. My gown would have to wait until I was in college for the freshman dance.

When you do get married, after college, everyone says you make a great couple. Nate got his degree in applied mathematics and I got mine in elementary education. There has never been a question as to who makes the bed and who does the fucking. And not once, ever has Nate worn a condom. I suppose in my mother's words I picked him and now I have to make my bed and live with it. For Nate things changed after prom, he didn't have to beat off, he had a woman.