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“Lift up your skirt.”
“No.”
“I said do it!”
...
We were seniors at Xnxx High School, and the thing that entertained us during our monotonous days were the daily funny pictures that popped up in our school WhatsApp group. We grinned at each other at the notification sound, took our phones out of our pockets. We tapped on the new message notification on the screen, and the picture of the day opened up. Legs peeking out from under a school skirt and white, cotton panties. We burst out laughing.
What the hell is this, lol... who the fuck is this... some dumbass eager to be the school slut... hahaha...
The upskirt was taken at the school entrance stairs. Part of the blue-white sign for Xnxx High School was visible in the upper corner of the photo. We made fun of the baggy panties, which didn't reveal much. But I liked her legs, they were slim and smooth, and the curve of her thighs looked very sexy. I filled in the rest of the picture in my mind and imagined a very sweet pussy there.
As we entered the classroom, we gossiped about who that exhibitionist schoolgirl might be. I was sure it was Lucy. Ah, that blonde princess was the fairy of my teenage dreams. While jerking off, I imagined squeezing my cock between her big boobs and touching the tip to her lips.
Of course, I would invite the other girls at school too, so they wouldn't feel left out. They would all kneel around me, open their mouths wide, and I would shoot my load into them. But the last drop was always in Lucy's mouth. I would put my dick on her hanging tongue, and she would suck it happily.
“Maybe she’s one of the rookies who started high school this year. They all look like jail-bait. Huh, Jonny, what do you think?” said Fatty Mike, smacking his greasy lips.
I shot him a sarcastic look. I didn’t need to look at the picture again to debunk his theory.
“You're worrying for nothing, buddy. Don't forget that every characters at Xnxx High is over eighteen…”
“Oh, right!” he slapped his forehead, “I forgot that the principal suddenly decided we were all adults…” He grinned after a brief moment of enlightenment.
Principal Stanley had been obsessed with rules lately. He had even sent the school guard dog to an animal shelter. Now, when we arrived in the mornings, Rex, who used to wag his tail and greet us happily, was gone. I guess they put him down. We were sad about this because we had known Rex for years. He was a harmless animal and very gentle with the girls. But what upset me the most was that we could no longer engage in dark humor in the school hallways. For such conversations, Principal Stanley had allowed us to use a club room in the basement of Xnxx High School, but it was a dark and creepy place, and none of us wanted to look like outcasts.
…
“I told you not to wear that granny panty!”
“Why? Members won't like it? I told you, I don't want to do this!”
“If you don't listen, everyone will see the videos I have. Do you want that?”
“You can't do that!”
…
“I think it's Kathy,” said Crooky Timothy. That's the name we gave him because of his nose. “Look, her knees are crooked, it's Kathy, I'm sure.”
“Your nose is crooked too, Tim, maybe it's you, lol…” we laughed and teased him.
“Hey, my nose is noble, you bastards. I come from royalty.”
As we laughed at our silly banter, I saw Lucy walking quietly down the hallway. She had her blonde hair tied back in a ponytail. She looked stunning in her white sweater and red plaid skirt. She held her books tightly against her chest, covering her large breasts. I thought she was shining like the sun.
But then suddenly clouds covered the hallway and the sky darkened.
“Jerky...” hissed Crooky Tim through his teeth.
Jeremy, or Jerky as we called him, was captain of the Xnxx high school football team. With his wavy brown hair, bright blue eyes, and square jaw, he was every girl's dream. It annoyed me that he was walking so close to Lucy that their shoulders were almost touching. I knew he was a moron, but I couldn't prove it.
“What's up, guys?” he said when he saw us looking at him.
I smiled, clenching my teeth and fists, and said, “Fine...” and ran to my classroom.
…
“Tomorrow you'll wear this red thong.”
“No way!”
“It's either this or no panties, your choice!”
…
That night, lying on my back in bed staring at the ceiling, I closed my eyes. I summoned the girls from Xnxx High School, dressed in sexy cheerleader outfits. They gathered around me, jumping joyfully and flipping up their mini skirts. One by one, they stood over my head, spreading their legs, and I peered under their skirts, trying to figure out which one was my naughty, sexy, exhibitionist schoolmate. Unfortunately, I wasn't very patient, and my young balls sounded the alarm within a minute. I murmured Lucy's name for emergency intervention, and my sweet blonde sat on my lap, offering her pussy covered in blonde hair, while I grabbed the tissue box on the nightstand with my other hand.
…
We were joking around in the school hallway, waiting for a new message to come in. Lucy walked past us, wrapped in her books, which she held against her big breasts. This girl is killing me. I'm going to marry her and have a dozen kids, but first I need to muster up the courage to ask her out. Yes, this was at the top of my list of a hundred things to do before I die.
The notification sound came, I eagerly reached into my pocket, but Crooky punched my shoulder.
“Principal...” he whispered, and I came face to face with Mr. Stanley...
“Aren't you kids going to class?” he said, with a stiff face.
“Um, almost…” I stammered, intimidated by this man’s stern gaze. If he weren’t Lucy’s father, life would be easier for me.
“Jonny...” he said, putting his hand on my shoulder and leaning closer to my face.
“Uh... yes, Mr. Stanley...” I was afraid he would see the fantasies I had about his daughter in my eyes last night, so I tried not to look at him.
“You're paying attention to the school rules, huh?…”
“Um, we're following the rules, sir, we don't hang out with our families anymore.”
“Good… Jonny, you're a good boy…” He patted my shoulder, and thinking the danger had passed, we ran towards the classroom.
I walked into the classroom in front of Mrs. Atkinson. I went to my desk and glanced at my phone screen without taking it out of my jacket pocket, and I almost screamed. Was that a tiny red thong I saw under her school skirt? Oh, my...
A small paper ball hit my head, and when I turned around, I was face to face with Fatty Mike's drooling face.
“You saw it, Shaky?...”
I hated being called ‘Shaky’ My friends could have come up with a more charismatic nickname for me, like ‘Handsome,’ but I deserved it because I got shaky every time I saw Lucy.
“Yeah...” I said, but I couldn't really see it. As far as my pocket allowed, there was something super sexy there.
“Her pussy is showing…” Mike said, his eyes wide and his head bobbing as if he were swearing.
Her pussy is showing! Her pussy, pussy, pusspusspuss... Oh no. I have to see that pussy, right now!
I slowly took the phone out of my pocket and placed it on my lap. Mrs. Atkinson was walking between the rows, her high heels clicking, and talking about something, I think it was about a few unpleasant incidents that had happened a few hundred years ago. I waited until she was out of sight and touched the screen to turn it on.
Most of the picture was a red plaid school skirt. The photo was taken from the ground up. When I saw the tip of the basketball hoop in the schoolyard where we played yesterday, I realized where it was taken. I guessed that she had placed the camera on the concrete ground and put her feet on either side of it. The plaid fabric had turned into a very vivid red in the bright daylight, and just this sexy color alone tickled my insides. Inside the skirt, two bare legs rose toward the center of the picture like magnificent Roman columns, and where they met, oh, there, was the tiny triangle of a sexy red thong, and the thong's string passed through the middle of a wet pussy, parting the magnificent pink pussy lips to either side.
The click-clack of high heels approached me, and in a panic, I squeezed my phone between my thighs and covered it with my hand.
As Mrs. Atkinson walked past me, continuing to recount our grandparents' struggle for freedom of opinion and expression in her monotonous voice that betrayed her boredom with her professional life, I was terrified she would hear my heart pounding. It was as if time outside of me was flowing quickly, and I was stuck in slow motion. I looked away to avoid drawing attention, but the image was vividly etched in my mind, my palms were sweaty, and my cock was throbbing painfully inside my pants.
…
“Tomorrow, no panties...”
“What? Never!”
“You’ll do whatever I want, or else think about what will happen...”
“No. Please don’t do this...”
…
That night, at my desk in my room, I worked on the details of the photo. I couldn't get enough of looking at the soft, sparse feathers around the tiny red triangle. The red light filtering through the skirt had pinkened the picture, so it was hard to say what color her hair was—it could have been blonde, brown, or red. There were plenty of girls at Xnxx High I could have put in that category.
With two fingers of one hand, I zoomed the photo to its maximum size and examined it, drooling, while my other hand was under the desk. I was at an age where I compared myself to successful athletes, and that night I learned what my personal record was. I hadn't figured out who my bold exhibitionist schoolmate was. I felt like I was somehow cheating on Lucy, but that didn't stop me from jerking off until my dick's skin peeled off.
…
“Kelly...” said Fatty, as if it were some important discovery. “Definitely her... sexy, blonde, and exhibitionist.”
“Exhibitionist? Where did you see her?”
“She's on Insta, man, posts tons of pictures. Last summer at camp, she posted a picture fishing with her dad, but Principal Stanley deleted those pictures.”
“We all use Insta, idiot, does that make us exhibitionists? Besides, the principal didn’t delete those photos, he just moved them to the dark album.”
“Still annoying, we can’t access them anymore.”
“Xnxx High School is his, bro, he can do whatever he wants.”
We fell silent at the new notification sound. We winked at each other with devilish glances. We wondered what the picture of the day would be. This time I was expecting something sexier than yesterday, a lacy, transparent panty, one where we could see her pussy, even if it was blurry... one...
“Oh, fuck!” we said in unison. “Naked ass,” we moaned, our eyes popping out.
But we weren't the only ones shocked. All the students walking down the hallway froze in their tracks. It was like I was in a superhero movie where time had stopped. Everyone stared at their phone screens in shock. In the football team's locker room, she had one leg up on the bench, her skirt pulled up to her waist, showing off her panty-less ass. The picture wasn't very clear; she had obviously taken it quickly, afraid of being caught. I imagined her trembling with excitement, turning her phone towards her ass and quickly pressing the button.
After what seemed like an endless moment of silence, the hallway erupted with shouts of “Holy shit! Damn! Wow!” followed by the boys’ laughter and the girls’ giggles.
“Who the hell is she?” someone shouted from the crowd. Everyone was curious for the answer. The school gossip mill had been buzzing with this question for days. “Who is this girl?” There was a very cute butt in the middle of it all, and no girl was willing to claim it as her own.
My eyes searched for Lucy. I caught a glimpse of her, her face flushed with shyness as she buried herself in her books, then she disappeared into the crowd. Was it her? Was that amazing, bright, smooth, sweet ass really hers? Was Lucy, the exhibitionist school slut? No. My sweet Lucy would never do such things. I had to get that idea out of my head.
“Maybe it's Kelly...” I said aloud, but as I said it, I didn't realize Kelly was standing right behind me.
“What! What are you talking about, Jonny!” Kelly screamed, and everyone turned to look at us.
“Um... I'm sorry, Kelly... I... I...”
“Tell me why you think I'm that school slut, you idiot!"
“You're blonde and... um... hot, Kelly... just like the girl in the picture...”
My evidence instantly enraged the beautiful blonde. She raised her hand, and I flinched, thinking she was going to slap me, but she grabbed my wrist and pulled me.
“Come with me, jackass…”
I followed her without even daring to ask where we were going. We went into the girls' bathroom, she shoved me forward, and closed the door behind her. While I was trying to find words of apology in my mind, she lifted her skirt, grabbed the elastic of her cotton blue panties, and pulled them down.
“See!” she yelled angrily.
“I... I...” I stammered, unable to believe Kelly was showing me her pussy. “Y-yeah...” was all I could manage.
“Tell me what you see, Jonny!” she commanded.
“I... I... I see your pussy, Kelly...”
“And?”
“You're not the exhibitionist girl, definitely aren't...”
“If you gossip about me again, I'll kill you, assholes! she spat, looking at me with disgust, fixing her skirt, and leaving. I stood there in the middle of the girls' bathroom for a few seconds, completely shocked.
…
“You'll add a little action tomorrow...”
“What do you mean...”
“You'll see...”
…
“Kelly, what did she do to you in the girls' bathroom, dude? Your face is as white as chalk...” said Fatty. Actually, it was all his fault. He was the one who said Kelly's name first, but I was the one who got blamed.
“Um... Kelly isn't blonde...” I mumbled.
“What?” They both looked at me, not understanding what I meant.
“I mean, she's a fake blonde, she just dyed her hair... The rest of her body hair... black...”
“Oh!”
“Silence!” Principal Stanley burst into the classroom, shouting, gesturing for us to be quiet, and silencing the buzz. We all stopped gossiping and turned to him.
“For the past few days, I've noticed that our school WhatsApp group is being used for purposes other than its intended use. The high school administration's stance on such unverified content is clear...”
I didn't listen to his entire speech. My mind was on the incredible beauty in the picture. I couldn't call her ass, I had to find another name. I had to give her a name that suited her sweetness, her innocence, her candyriness. She was extremely kissable, lickable, caressable, eaterable. I couldn't get her out of my mind.
“And finally, don’t forget that soon you will have to pass identity verification before sharing anything…”
Grumbling voices rose from the class. Because of the identity verification rule, many of our friends had decided to drop out of school. It would be sad to watch this wonderful high school soon turn into an empty building with ghosts wandering its deserted corridors.
…
I had planned to hang out with my buds for the weekend. I got out of bed late in the morning, and there was a simple sandwich and a post-it note on the kitchen table. “I'm out.” Since we've been restricted from gathering with family members, we've been communicating with notes. I chewed my sandwich, went outside, jumped on my bike, and pedaled off.
As I was cruising along the park's walking path, Crooky and Fatty greeted me, “Hey Shaky...” I slammed on the brakes in front of them, screeching my bike tires to a halt.
“What's up?”
“Did you see the new message?” they said, grinning.
I pulled my phone out of my back pocket, opened the app, and shouted.
“Oh no!”
“Amazing, isn't it?”
“Yeah, it is...” I said in a raspy voice, my throat dry.
The photo was again taken from below. But this time there was no skirt. We saw her perfectly naked, water running down her legs. She was in one of the school gym showers, leaning against a white tile wall, legs spread, one hand reaching down over her stomach, two fingers inside her pussy. I couldn't believe it! The fact that this gorgeous creature was showing the whole school what a horny slut she was driving me crazy.
“She's spread her pussy wide open with her fingers...” said Fatty.
I could see it, no need for him to say it. I enlarged the picture and stared breathlessly at the focal point. I could see how the shower water glistened as it ran down her smooth skin, how she spread those two slender fingers she had inserted into her pussy to the sides, revealing the deep, dark pink depths of her love hole to us. It was an epic act of defiance. Taking selfies at school was a rebellion against the rules of Xnxx High School. She was an amazing classmate who fearlessly displayed her sexuality. She was my hero.
“I can't wait any longer!” Crooky shouted as he jumped behind the first bush he saw. We rushed after him, hurriedly pulling down our shorts, mocking each other's rock-hard cocks, spitting into our palms, and starting to jerk off.
Ah, there's a school slut at our high school... oh, she's such a generous whore... mmhh, she has an amazing pussy... uhhh so cute... so beautiful... so sexy... so naughty... uhh ohh aahh... Not caring if passersby on the walking path heard the strange sounds, grunts, and moans coming from behind the bushes, we jerked our cocks. Our hormones commanded us to breed, and thankfully our brains were too stupid to tell a pussy from a hand. Seconds later, we began to spurt the pressure of our youthful energy torturing our bodies.
“Fuck off, Jonny! You’re shooting on me!”
“Don’t stand near me, buddy… Uhh… you need to stay at least two meters away…”
…
“This picture went viral, baby... Tomorrow you'll give me more...”
“Why won't you just leave me alone... I did everything you wanted, I don't want to give in to your blackmail anymore...”
"Hah... My little slut, tired of playing? Well, what if I expose that you're the reckless exhibitionist school slut in these pictures? Don't forget I have your amazing videos…”
“No! You promised… You said just a few fun poses… Then you'd delete all those videos…”
“I will… Just after I play with you a little more…”
…
On Sunday, as soon as I woke up, I jerked off quickly in the bathroom. I'd had strange nightmares all night. All the girls from school were together, taking naked selfies. Then suddenly they looked at me and said, “I'm that exhibitionist school slut, Jonny, fuck me,” and they jumped on me. The naked girls' tits, asses, and pussies covered every part of my body. Finally, Lucy reached out from the pile of naked girl flesh, grabbed my dick, squeezed it between her big boobs, and the other girls blurred and faded away.
After the shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and went to the kitchen, where I saw a yellow post-it stuck to the cornflakes box. “I'm out…” Below the note was a sad face emoji. Like an apology.
I wanted to be alone anyway. I was glad no one would bother me. I untied the towel from my waist, threw it on the chair, and started dancing. I smiled as I watched my dick swing in front of me, hitting my groin as I swayed my hips from side to side. I think a man's best friend is his dick, and playing with it is a lot of fun.
If my phone hadn't been ringing insistently, I would have happily continued this primitive dance.
“Did you see the message, Jonny?” said Fatty, panicking.
“Huh? A new one?”
“Yes, look quickly! Right now!”
I put it on speakerphone, opened the app, and wow!
“She's at school...” he said.
“Yes, I see... In class... Which class is this?”
This time, she allowed us to see her entire lower body. She was bent over naked on a desk in one of the empty classrooms, the picture showing her from behind, her long, slender legs spread wide in an inverted V shape, her ass cheeks pulled to the sides with both hands, offering us a perfect view of her dripping pussy and asshole.
“Take a good look, Shaky… She’s in our class, in your row…”
Huh? What? Really? In my row?
“The picture was taken less than a minute ago, she should still be at school…” he said.
Shit! Panicking, I threw on my shorts, grabbed my T-shirt in my hand, ran to the door, stepped into my sneakers, and jumped on my bike, pedaling with all my might toward school. By the time I got to school using all the shortcuts and paths, the piranhas had already smelled the blood, and my classroom had been invaded by male students. When I walked in, I saw a few jerks sniffing my desk and grinning with dazed eyes, as if they'd snorted drugs.
“Don't touch it, that's my row...” I said, but all the boys crowding into the classroom treated it as if it were now public property, disregarding the privacy between my desk and me, and caressing my desk as if they were caressing the body of the exhibitionist girl. The smell of testosterone was thick enough to grab with your hands, and it was only a matter of time before a few overly horny guys started fucking my row.
“Why are you at school on Sunday, boys?!” Principal Stanley’s booming voice brought everyone to attention. We hung our heads as if caught red-handed.
Of course, he knew the reason. He must have seen the latest picture posted to the school WhatsApp group. I'm sure he jumped in his car before any of us did, raced from his house to the school, and checked the classroom. He asked us, “Since you're here, why don't you help with some chores?” Then he divided us up, assigning some of us to clean empty classrooms and others to the yard.
Late in the afternoon, before we all returned home exhausted, Principal Stanley approached me and asked if I was interested in these pictures. Absolutely not, sir, I said.
“So you're saying it was pure coincidence that the exhibitionist schoolgirl chose your row, Jonny, is that right?”
I thought about this all the way home. Why had she used my row? Was this a message to me? Was she trying to give me a hint? Come and find me, Jonny, take me, fuck me on your row, oh, Jonny, you're so handsome, I like you so much, I bent over on your row and I'm waiting for you, fuck me...
“Hey, watch where you're going, idiot!” I narrowly avoided a car that slammed on its brakes.
“I'm sorry, sir...” I said and pedaled away.
…
“Today, you were amazing… But tomorrow you’ll be even more of a slut…”
“You used me on Jonny’s desk, isn’t that enough?”
“I have more in mind, little bunny…”
“Enough… You’re playing with me like I’m a toy… I don’t want this…”
“You’re already my fuck toy, little whore… I can destroy you with a single click, you know that…”
…
I woke up very early on Monday. I prepared a small breakfast on the kitchen table, wrote “Eat it all...” on a piece of paper and added a smiley face, grabbed my backpack and left the house. I had to protect my desk from perverts.
I entered the school before everyone else, went into my empty classroom, sat down at my chair, and stroked the surface of my desk. No matter what anyone said, she was my girlfriend. My brave exhibitionist lover at school.
I took out my phone and wanted to see her again while no one else was around yet. Seeing her naked skin on the screen filled me with an indescribable joy. I admit, it had been posted on a platform where the whole school could see it, but it was still special to me. Her bending over my desk was proof of that. Even sharing her with everyone didn't bother me.
I enlarged the photo, smiled at the dark pink wrinkles of her asshole, ah, my sweet love, what a pretty asshole you have, ohh, I want to kiss it. I shifted the photo slightly and sighed with admiration at the delicate pink labia, the wetness of that lustful love hole. There was no hair around her pussy at all. Maybe she shaved there. But looking closely at her thigh gap, it was possible to see sparse hairs hanging from her groin. They looked so soft; I wanted to pinch them between my lips and pull. I wanted Lucy's blonde pussy hairs to get caught in my teeth. She wasn't fake like Kelly, she was a real blonde, I was sure of it.
“Hey buddy, you're early!”
Crooky Tim's voice shook my shoulder, bringing me back to reality. I didn't realize how long I'd been staring at the picture. Students were starting to fill the hallways.
A new notification sound came. My phone was already in my hand, so I immediately tapped the screen and let out a scream.
“Not Lucy!”
“Boobs...” dudes grinned.
That girl couldn't be Lucy. Those tight, small breasts couldn't even compare to Lucy's big boobs. I took a deep breath of relief and let out a sigh.
The new picture gave us a lot of clues. This time it was taken from the front; she was sitting on one of the chairs in the school cafeteria, her knees spread apart, her arms hanging down at her sides, her head tilted back.
We still couldn't see the girl's face, but the nice, soft, light brown, sparse hair on her pubic area was clear. She had neatly shaved all but a small portion of them. This explained why I hadn't seen any hair on her pussy when she bent over. But now we knew she wasn't blonde, she didn't have big breasts, and that meant most of the girls at Xnxx High School were out of the running. Looking at her skinny body and pale skin, we eliminated even more, leaving only a dozen girls.
“Hey, look at this, this is our lunch table and that's your chair, you shaky! I saw my buddies running to the cafeteria, but I was sure they wouldn't find her there. They'd never catch that mysterious exhibitionist girl.
I examined the details, hoping to find another clue in the picture. I enlarged the image, focused on her pussy, and imagined the taste of the girl's cream oozing out of her uniquely beautiful fuck hole.
A few minutes later, the students began entering the classroom, all muttering as they stared at their phone screens. Blondes, brunettes, redheads, and chubby girls pursed their lips as if they didn't like what they saw. Their rivals being so sexy had annoyed them all. The light-brown girls, however, entered the classroom proudly.
“Bethany...” said Fatty, leaning his arms on the desk, out of breath.
“Definitely her...” agreed Crooky, “the girl we didn't pay attention to because of the birthmark on her face...”
Everyone was looking at Bethany. The quiet girl sitting by the window in the back row of the classroom had suddenly become popular. Everyone whispered in each other's ears that she was the mysterious exhibitionist girl. She had a small red mark on her face that looked like a map, which wasn't too bad. That's why she couldn't get a boyfriend, wasn't invited to dances, and was even forgotten in class. But now, she had hit the jackpot. Everyone had become a fan of this skinny, pale-skinned, small-tits, light-brown girl. Now, when we looked at her, we didn't see her face, but her naked, sexy body. If the phrase “to fuck with your eyes” were real, Bethany would have been gang-raped by everyone in the classroom that morning.
…
“That was good, my little whore... Let's see if tomorrow's surprise will please Jonny.”
“What do you want from him? What harm has he done to you? Why don't you just stop...”
“Don't strain your little brain with these things, little mouse. Just do your duty.”
…
So it was you, Bethany, I thought as I approached her. You were the one sending all those sexy messages to our school group. You were the last person I would have thought of. Forgive me for not noticing how sexy your body is, because every time I saw you, I looked away. But now, your face doesn't seem so ugly to me. I might even get used to that blemish over time. After all, it's inner beauty that matters, right? And your cute, shiny ass... and your smooth pussy... ohh, those sweet, cuppable little tits. I like small tits anyway; big tits are for rednecks.
I was walking behind her to catch her after school. If I could get past the crowd of boys around her, I would say a few sweet words and tell her I forgave her for her mischief. After all, it was all the desperate efforts of my little lover trying to get my attention.
The boys were trying to get closer to her, pushing each other's shoulders, jumping up and down as they walked, stepping in front of her and then walking backwards, waving their arms and saying something. Bethany was giggling; it was the first time I had ever seen her smile.
Because the birthmark was on her left cheek, I moved to her right side, and we started walking side by side. I murmured the first love sentence I had ever conceived in my mind.
“We can have it removed...”
“Huh?” She looked at me curiously, not understanding what I had said. “What can we have removed?”
“The mark, Bethany... Medicine has advanced. With plastic surgery, we can remove the skin on your face and replace it with skin from another part of your body, like your buttocks...” I regretted saying this because I needed her buttocks. I narrowed my eyes and thought of other parts that could be used.
“What?... What nonsense, Jonny…” she said, her face suddenly changing, her cheerfulness fading, looking at me with anger and pain.
“I… I… I thought that…”
She started crying. She covered the mark on her cheek with one hand and pushed through the crowd of boys, running away, her sobs audible.
“You're a complete idiot, Jonny”... “Would you say that to a girl?” ... “Were you raised by bears in the mountains, you disrespectful shit!?” I was showered with insults by my classmates. I didn't understand why they were angry; I hadn't said anything bad. You guys aren't the ones marrying her, I'm the one who'll have to look at that face for the rest of my life.
That night, I just slept. I couldn't jerk off because I couldn't decide where to take the piece for Bethany's face transplant.
…
I woke up with a clear mind this morning, took a shower, went to the kitchen, took a bite of the cold ham sandwich with a post-it note that said ‘for you, Jonny’ on it, drank some orange juice, tore off a new post-it note, wrote ‘thanx’ on it, drew a heart below it, and left the house.
When I got to school, I went straight to class without dawdling. When I looked at the back row, Bethany wasn't there. The girl who always entered the classroom before everyone else and disappeared at the back hadn't come this morning.
“You upset her, Shaky…” said Crooky, patting my shoulder.
“Well, I don’t think she’ll send any more pictures…” said Fatty, disappointed.
Of course she won’t. There’s no need for her to do that now; everyone knows the exhibitionist schoolgirl is Bethany. Her goal was to get my attention, and she succeeded.
I was about to tell my friends what I was thinking when the notification sound came. We looked at each other in surprise. There was only one meaning for the message that came at the same time every day.
We pulled out our phones as fast as cowboys in the Wild West, and a roar that shook the school windows erupted.
“OOO... No way...”
The exhibitionist girl was in the infirmary, completely naked, lying on her back on a white stretcher, her legs dangling down on either side. The photo was taken from an angle that clearly showed her action, shot from between her legs. She had inserted half of a yellow-skinned banana, which she was holding tightly with both hands, into her vagina.
“Bethany, no...” I shouted, running toward the infirmary on my husbandly instinct.
In the hallway, bumping into people staring in shock at their phones, I made my way to the infirmary and flung the door open. I wanted to find her, take the banana out of her pussy and throw it away, rip the nylon barrier curtain off its hooks, wrap her naked body in it and take her in my arms, sit her on the front bar of my bike and take her home, throw her on my bed and fuck her forever.
But she wasn't there. There was only a wet banana in the middle of the stretcher...
A bunch of drooling faces peered over my shoulders at the infirmary. Someone pushed me and took the banana.
“It's still warm...” he said with a grin.
...
“You should have seen Jonny’s face. He was staring at the stretcher like he was going crazy, hahaha...”
“This gives you a devilish pleasure, huh? You’re such a bad person…”
“I’ve only just begun. Get ready for worse tomorrow…”
“Ah! What could be worse than this? A cucumber in my pussy and ass?”
“I have a better idea…”
…
I turned back to the classroom, head bowed, and saw her as soon as I stepped through the door. Bethany... She was sitting quietly in the back row, flipping through the pages of her textbook. I couldn't believe it! How could she be so calm?
Just as I was about to go over to her and say something, the class bell rang. I sat down at my row and waited quietly until Mrs. Atkinson entered the classroom.
I tried to talk to Bethany after school, but the pack of boys around her wouldn't let me get close to her. I guess they had agreed on a calendar, and Bethany would be someone else's girlfriend every day. Judging by the happiness on her face, she didn't mind. I felt like I would have to wait a long time to get a number.
That night's jerk-off session was incredibly boring. I was trying to imagine fucking her while she lay on her back on the stretcher with her legs dangling down, but I couldn't get that damn banana out of my head. With one hand, I'd pull out the banana and put my dick in her widening pussy hole, but at the same time, the banana would come back, and my dick would hit it and bounce back.
Even Lucy, who always came to my rescue in tough times, wasn't coming anymore. Maybe she thought I was cheating on her with Bethany. I swiped my finger across the screen, hoping to find a solution in the exhibitionist girl old pictures.
The pose she struck while sitting on the chair in the cafeteria was beautiful. Her small breasts, slim waist, neatly parted legs, sparse pubic hair, and pink pussy dripping with love juice. Fucking her on the chair was difficult. I picked her up and laid her on the dining table, took a strand of her brown hair and covered the mark on her left cheek, and as she looked at me gratefully, I pushed my cock into her pussy and started pumping like a locomotive. Seconds later, I was relaxed, my tired eyes closed.
Morning routine: ham sandwich, a post-it note saying ‘stay safe’, backpack, bike, and arrival at school.
I looked around for my friends to hang out with before class, but neither of them were there. Lucy was there, though. She was looking at the notices on the wall. I should have been an honest gentleman and told her that everything between us was over. I was going to say; You're not the girl of my dreams anymore, Lucy. I'm sorry, but you have to deal with it, bitch… No, I wasn't going to say bitch. She'd be sad enough that I was leaving her.
I stood next to her and looked at the bulletin board with her. I took a deep breath and...
“Lucy...”
“Hi Jonny...” She looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes and smiled. Ahh, I'm melting for blondes.
“I...”
Just then, a notification sound came. Lucy made a shushing gesture with her hand, took her phone out of her shoulder bag, lit up the screen, and let out an annoyed chuckle.
“Look at what that cunt is doing!” she said with a mocking smile. “She’s fucking our school friends and sharing them with the group. She’s showing off to us, fucking spoiled bitch. I fuck anyone who comes along too, but I don’t announce it to everyone. Who does this slut think she is?”
I gulped, as if she were speaking a language I didn't understand. No, I understood every word, but I couldn't believe these words were coming out of Lucy's mouth.
“Did you see this, Jonny?” She turned the phone screen toward me, and I shook my head quickly, no, no, I didn't want to see it.
It was etched into my memory, the princess of my dreams was between two boys. The picture was taken from the side, and all three had turned their heads the other way, thinking we wouldn't recognize them if we couldn't see their faces. They were in the study room, the fat one had his ass propped up on the desk, the girl was mounted on his lap, wrapping her thin arms around his neck, and the bony boy behind her had positioned himself behind her. The French called it a sandwich; we called it double penetration. It was impossible not to see the two small dicks completely buried in her two sweet holes. Their balls were touching each other.
“I don't understand what boys see in her...” she said, pursing her lips. “Everyone says my tits are nicer than hers, my ass is bigger too. I could easily take those dicks. I bet she can't even give a proper blowjob...”
The words seemed to come from the depths of a well. I wanted the ringing in my ears to stop. I left Lucy alone with her jealousy and returned to class. I didn't dare look back at the back row, as if I would see Bethany getting fucked between two boys if I did.
“Jonny… Hell yeah, buddy…” Crooky Tim grinned and slapped my shoulder. “Did you see the new pic?"
I stared at them with a stiff face.
“How long have you been fucking her…” I asked.
They pretended not to understand, but their act didn’t last long. Even though they hid their faces, I knew them best.
“So, you fucked Bethany and didn't call me, you bastards, why didn't you invite me too?” I laughed bitterly.
But I forgot to adjust the volume of my voice, and Bethany's shrill scream rose from the back row.
“What!...”
“Come on, Bethany, I know you're double fucking my best friends in the study room, don't play innocent with me…” I said.
“Dude…” Fatty touched my shoulder, trying to stop me. I ignored him.
“Besides, it was on my desk...” Technically, it belonged to the school, but it was mine.
“She's not her...” Crooky whispered in my ear.
“You... you're so bad, so nasty, so vile, so, so...” As Bethany ran out of the classroom crying, everyone looked at me as if I were a pitiful loser.
How could I have been so wrong? If Bethany wasn't the exhibitionist school slut, then who was? I looked at the judgmental faces in the class. Lucy stood with her arms crossed, looking mockingly at me. Jerky Jeremy had his arm around her, whispering something bad about me in her ear, and she nodded slightly in agreement. The girls were disgusted with me, and the boys were muttering that I was a son of a bitch.
“Who...?” I asked my friends, grabbing them by the collars and shaking them. “Who’s that girl!”
“Right in front of your eyes, dude...” They lowered their heads.
I couldn't stay there any longer, I pushed through the crowd and left. In the hallway, I ignored the curses of Bethany, who was crouched against the wall crying, and the group of boys comforting her. I walked past them, went outside, took a deep breath of fresh air, got on my bike, and rode away.
…
“This had exactly the effect I wanted...”
“You've achieved your goal, now you'll delete the blackmail material, right?”
“The final bell hasn't rung yet, little squirrel. Tomorrow I'll strike the final blow. Jonny won't be able to get back up again…”
…
I tried to figure out where I had gone wrong along the way. What had I missed, what was right in front of my eyes?
I laid the bike down in front of the house, went inside, the music channel was on TV, and I could hear water running in the bathroom. My face was a mess, I didn't want anyone to see me like this, I didn't need questions or consolation. I tore off a Post-it, wrote ‘Don’t enter’ stuck it on my bedroom door, closed it, lay on my back on the bed, stared at the ceiling, and sank into my thoughts.
I had to solve this mystery, but first I had to jerk off. I poured lotion into my palm, opened the picture of the nameless girl getting fucked between my two buddies, grabbed my dick, touched Fatty's shoulder and pushed him out of the picture, took his place, and shoved my dick into the girl's pussy. After fucking her a bit from the front, I kicked Crooky, moved behind the girl and fucked her asshole. Within seconds, my cum shot into the air. I watched it to see if I could stick it to the ceiling, but it drew a long arc in the air and landed on my forehead.
The sound of water stopped, I heard the bathroom door open, footsteps approaching my room, pausing for a moment, reading the note, and walking away. Now I could continue thinking.
My Sherlock instincts kicked in. I organized the events and locations. The pictures arrived at the same time every day, and the locations weren't random; they were places at school that had something to do with me.
Suddenly, my eyes lit up. I had solved the case. Now I could fuck that girl one more round. I scrolled through the screen and found the picture of her in the school shower, her fingers inside her pussy...
…
I jumped out of bed like a spring in the morning. I smiled confidently as I got dressed. I went to the kitchen, grabbed my sandwich waiting on the table, crumpled up the note that said ‘be good :)’, tore a sheet from the post-it pad, wrote ‘I'm OK’ on it, left it on the table, and pedaled off to school.
On the ride, I reviewed my plan. There was a pattern between the locations. Being a student in the stories section at Xnxx High School didn't mean I couldn't solve math problems. I could guess where the next location would be. I could catch her red-handed.
Time was running out. I jumped off my bike in front of the school, ran up the stairs, rushed inside, and sprinted down the empty corridors, skipping down the stairs to the basement three at a time. I stopped in front of the room labeled ‘Dark Fiction’ and caught my breath.
Dark fiction was an elective at Xnxx High School, it didn't affect our diploma grades, but I took the class voluntarily. My friends didn't know this because I didn't want them to think I was a pervert. But she knew. My mysterious, exhibitionist, school slut girlfriend knew. That's why she was going to send the last photo from here.
I kicked the door open and burst in.
And I was faced with a bunch of backs…
Inside, there was a crowd shoulder to shoulder. Mostly older men, they were watching a show displayed under barely any light. I tried to see what was happening by clinging to the shoulders behind me and rising up on my tiptoes, but it was like being behind hooligans watching a football game; they wouldn't let me squeeze through and get to the front.
I bent down, crawling on the floor between their legs, and when I looked up, I saw them all rubbing their cocks, which they had pulled out through the zipper openings of their pants.
I poked my head between the legs of a man in the front row and faced the show on stage.
Three naked elders were filling all the holes of a young girl. While she eagerly licked and sucked the cock in her mouth, her pussy and asshole were being roughly fucked by thick cocks. Her small, firm tits were being crushed between the wrinkled hands of the man underneath.
Suddenly, a flash went off, briefly illuminating the dim room. I looked in that direction to see who had taken the photo and caught Principal Stanley pressing the send button. A second later, notification sounds came from all the phones.
The man in the girl's mouth cummed with a grunt, grabbed her brown ponytail and pulled it back to retrieve his cock. The girl scooped up the cum overflowing from her mouth with her tongue and swallowed it, then smiled at the man. The man took a step back, and someone else from the crowd jumped onto the stage and took his place.
Before serving him, the girl looked at the crowd with hazy eyes, counting how many people were still in line, and saw me.
“Jonny…” she moaned, her face rapidly turning pale.
“Jenny…” I said, in pain.
Principal Stanley saw me. He came up to the man I was standing between, crouched down, and looked at me with a cruel grin.
“Oh, Jonny boy… It never occurred to you that she was your sister, huh?
I couldn't take my eyes off Jenny. She was my sweet, innocent, sinless little sister. How could this be! How! My mind couldn't comprehend it.
“Did you wank to those pictures goodly, Jonny? Haha, I bet you fucked her a few times without knowing she was your sister, hahaha.”
Taking her laughter as a signal, everyone laughed. The man fucking Jenny's ass began to cum, spanking my sister's smooth, delicate, small buttocks, howling like an animal, and came inside her. Another man, impatiently waiting his turn, pushed him aside and took his place, thrusting his hard cock without hesitation into Jenny's widening asshole.
I was watching the scene in shock, and Director Stanley was mocking my despair.
“When your sister registered for school, I told her that Xnxx High School had an identity verification privilege for female students. For this, it was enough for her to write something convincing on a piece of paper, take a picture, and send it to me. But Jenny is a very eager girl, Jonny. She wasn't satisfied with just a picture. She sent me a video of her fingering her pussy.”
I remembered that day. Jenny had asked me how to join classes at school, and I told her there was a rule about registering with an email address and sending six messages. But she wanted to verify it, asking, “How can I convince Principal Stanley?” and I told her, “Oh, he's a very strict and difficult boss to convince.”
“Of course I couldn't pass up this offer, Jonny. I told her we needed to talk face to face, she came running to my office, and from that day on she became my willing fuck toy…”
It was as if I were in one of those stupid movie clichés where the villain reveals his entire plan at the end and gives the hero time to escape from a difficult situation. I now understood why Principal Stanley had suddenly made all the Xnxx High School students adults. He didn't want to get into trouble. The man under Jenny had already cum, but he wasn't ready to give up his place to someoneelse, happy to have my little sister's tits in his mouth.
“How do you feel now, Jonny?... Did you like our game with your little sister?”
“What did any of this have to do with me?” I asked naively. “What was the point of making it a mystery?”
My question surprised him.
“What do you mean? Aren't you angry? Doesn't it hurt to learn that your innocent little sister is actually a crazy slut?”
I shrugged. “Jenny's an adult now, so she can fuck whoever she wants...”
“What about Mike and Timothy? Don't you care that your best friends are fucking your little sister?”
“Fatty and Crooky are my buddies. They’ve been banging Jenny for a long time. Every time they come over to our house to play video games or study, Jenny becomes their eager little whore. What’s wrong with that?”
“And I'm sure you're dying to join in their fun, Jonny boy...”
It was clear what Principal Stanley was up to. He was trying to get a confession out of me. Since the new rules took effect, Jenny and I had only been speaking through post-its, and I wasn't going to let our story get sent to the Dark Fiction department.
I got up from under the man standing between his legs, stepped onto the stage, went to my sister's side, and smiled at her as I caressed her bare back.
“Does it hurt, Jenny?” I asked in a loving voice.
She let go of the cock in her mouth and turned to me, smiling. “Nope, I'm fine, Jonny...”
“We'll talk at home...” I said, kissed her cheek, I wiped the cum that got on my lips with the back of my hand, turned to the crowd and said, “Fuck my sister gentle, you old cocks, she’s a very good girl…” They raised their thumbs to assure me.
I shook Principal Stanley's hand and said, “Xnxx is truly a wonderful high school, sir, you should be proud of your success,” then headed for the exit, the crowd parting to let me through.