Richie leaned against locker, all his weight on his back, as he looked around the full hallways. His eyes scanned over the faces and stature of everyone that even slightly caught his eye.

He waited for a few minutes until he finally saw the girl he was waiting for. She was wearing a long sleeve black sweater that was tucked into a skirt that showed just the crease of her ass. She had heels on that made her just tall enough to look at people's necks insteaf if their chests.

Richie straightened up when she got closer and offered a smirk. "And who let you out looking that fine?" He asked, grabbing Ben's hand and lifting it above her head. Ben smiled and did a little spin for the much taller guy.

Richie looked her up and down, taking in her outfit. "You look absolutely beautiful." He complimented as Ben giggled and let go of his hand. "Thank you, Richie. You look good yourself." She shot him a wink and finished putting her books in the locker.

Richie gave a smile and bit his lip. Ben was just the bee's knees to the ravenette. She was what people described as "chunky", with curves and rolls that were just so attractive to Richie. The taller teen just wanted to run his hands over her body and kiss every inch of it.

"So you need a ride home? I just got my car back from the shop and i know you've just been dying to be alone with me." Richie gave a smile and grabbed Ben's hand. He slowly lifted her hand and kissed the back of it before linking their fingers. Ben felt a blush come to her face at the sweet gesture.

Richie was a strange teen. He made crude jokes that almost no one found funny and his thick glasses just added another layer of mystery. Ben didn't understand why she was so interested in him with all the other guys hitting on her and flirting with every chance they got.

She just couldn't bring herself to be interested in anyone besides Richie. He made her feel beautiful with his genuine compliments and small gestures. It was the most love she felt from anyone. "I would love a ride home from you, Rich." She said, starting to walk them out the school and to Richie's car.

The tall teen opened the passenger side door for the pettiet girl, receiving a kiss on the cheek as thanks. He closed the door after she was situated and ran to he other side and jumped into the diver's seat. He looked over to the girl and gave a sweet smile, showing off his braces and slightly crooked teeth.

"Where to, baby?" He asked, turning on the car and pulling out of the parking lot of the school. "My house. I need to get ready for the party tonight. You'll be there, right?" She asked, biting her lip. Richie laughed slightly and nodded.

"Of course I will be. Bill's having me help set up."

When they arrived at Ben's house about 10 minutes after they left the school, Ben opened the door and grabbed her bags and looked back at Richie. "I'll see you tonight." And with that, she was off to her front door.

That night, Richie was taking shots with Bill in the kitchen. He clinked their glasses together before both of them downing the clear liquid. Suddenly, a few hoops and calls could be heard from the living room. Both teens looked over and saw Ben and Bev walking through the crowd of people.

Ben was looking around the dimly lit room at all the faces and the lights that were around her. She looked over to the kitchen and met Richie's eyes. She gave him a wide smile and walked over to him, bev staying on the "dance floor".

When she got to him she couldn't help but get close to his warm body. "The place looks great Richie." She complimented, making Bill roll his eyes behind him. "Oh don't credit him. He hung up two lights and ate the food the rest of the time.

Ben looked from Bill to Richie with a raised brow. Richie lifted his hands up in a defensive manner and took a step back. “Look, the food was just sitting there and they looked lonely. I simply just gave them some new friends called my teeth and my stomach.”

Ben gave a laugh while Bill rolled his eyes again. “Fuck you guys, I’m going to dance with a hottie.” Bill then put the small glass down on the marble counter and walked over to where Bev was dancing alone, swaying her hips and grinding on nothing.

“He has the right idea.” Richie said, getting Ben’s attention again. She gave a questioning hum at the statement, wanting and waiting for Richie to continue. “Dancing with a hottie sounds perfect,” He looked down at Ben. “It does, does it? And who would that lucky lady be?” She asked, feeling that slight hope that Richie will grab her waist and pull her close.

And he did just that.

He grabbed her hand and led them to the cramped living room. He pressed up against her ass, letting his semi hard cock grind against the thin fabric of her dress. The shorter girl began dancing to the music, letting the beat move her against Richie’s body and his hands running up and down her waist and ribs.

She eventually turned around, letting Richie’s leg slip between her thighs.

Their groins grinded together in one motion, pleasure running through both of them. Ben wrapped her chubby arms around Richie’s neck and pulled him into a harsh and long kiss.

Their lips moved in a series of nearly rushed kisses before Richie soon trailed the wet and sloppy kisses down Ben’s neck and collarbone. Ben let her head fall back to give her assaulter more room to lick, kiss and suck.

Ben was soon turned back around so her ass was back to grinding against Richie. The taller teen's hands were soon on her thighs, then under her dress. His long fingers reached inside her thigh and gripped the extra flesh that was there, making Ben moan.

"Richie, please." She begged, her breaths coming out in short gasps as she grew more and more needy. Richie smirked at the labored breaths before reaching further into Ben's dress. His finger tips soon found the thin material of Ben's underwear, which he quickly moved to the side.

He let his fingers run up and down Ben's slit, spreading the discharge that was already there. His other hand covered Ben's mouth as he slipped two fingers inside her loose, warm entrance. The brunette felt her eyes roll back and her body jolt at the sudden pleasure running throughout her body.

She was moaning into Richie's hand as he pumped in and out of her to the beat of the music. Ben was practically being held up by Richie at this point. Her knees were weak and her head was just thrown back in absolute pleasure.

"Get a fucking room, you disguting whores!"

Richie looked up and saw Bill a few feet away, dancing with Bev. He gave a sly smile and wink back before pulling his fingers out and placing another kiss on Ben's cheek.

He then pulled away from her and grabbed her hand. They walked over to the stairs in the living room before beginning their journey to find an empty room. Richie was stringing Ben along before he found what looked to be Bill's room.

He was quick to push her on the bed and begin stripping, Ben following shortly after. Richie looked at Ben’s naked body and couldn’t help but lick his lips. His large hands reached out and began running along her soft skin and curves.

His fingers began gripping at her thighs and running on the chub along her stomach. “You’re so beautiful, Benny. Absolutely beautiful.” He whispered, quickly removing his hands and leaning down to catch her lips in a kiss. He opened her legs and quickly got between them. 

His cock rubbed against her pussy, sliding past the hole and just bathing in the wetness. Richie thrusted up, brushing past her clit, making her moan and grab his face to pull him down to her. “Richie, I need you.” She whined, grabbing his cock and putting it inside herself. 

Richie moaned at the warmth engulfing his shaft as he continued to push into her. He leaned down and kissed up Ben’s neck as she let her head fall into the pillows at the pleasure that was flowing through her body. She let her hands wrap around to his back and scratched down the flesh as Richie thrusted harder. 

Ben’s mouth dropped open with a loud moan following after. Richie went up onto his knees and grabbed Ben’s ankles. He lifted them so they were spread open as he fucked into her. “Flexible I see.” 

Ben let a small smile form before spitting back a quick, “Shut the fuck up”. Richie smiled back before he began thrusting into her again. He grabbed Ben’s waist and pulled her into him as he thrusted up. 

Ben’s hands were gripping the pillow beneath her head at the immense pleasure that was racking her body with every thrust. She felt her stomach tighten and the urge to just release everything, and she did just that. 

With a cry of Richie’s name falling from her mouth, she squirted onto his stomach and thighs. She pulled him down and engulfed his mouth in a kiss as he came deep inside of her. He moaned into her mouth as he pumped in and out a few more times before pulling out completely. 

Once his head was clear, he pulled out and laid next to her instead. “I didn't know you could squirt.” He commented, making Ben look at him and blush. “Shut up. It’s so gross, I hate it.” She said, hiding her face in Richie’s chest. 

Richie just laughed and shrugged. “I don’t mind it at all. I think it’s hot.” He said, kissing her forehead and wrapping his arms around her. He pulled her up on top of his chest, letting her just rest there for a little while.

After a few minutes, Richie noticed Ben’s slow breathing and closed eyes. “Good night, Benny…I love you.” He whispered, leaning down and kissing her forehead. 

A smile came to her face and she hugged his harder. “I love you too, Richie.” 

A blush came to Richie’s face at the confession, but he couldn’t help the smile that took over his face. He gave her one last kiss and followed her to sleep.