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If you aren't 18, or 21 if you live in a backwards
place, then go away : )

This story is copyrighted by the writer formerly known
as Maria Gonzales, AKA M-Go. Copyright 2001. Send me an
E-mail at Maria1971@aol.com and/or visit my web site
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At Home Dares 2
(Lisa's Revenge)

by Maria Gonzales

Copyright 1999 - All Rights Reserved. Any use of this 
work without the author's written permission is 
strictly forbidden.

The story takes on a different tone in the second part.  
I intended for the story to end with Lisa and Tracy 
being stuck with Adam and his friends.  I got so much 
feedback, telling me that I had to get them out from 
Adam's power, that I wrote part 2.


Chapter 1

"Hey, Lisa, I need you to come over right now." I read 
Adam's instant message on my screen.

"I can't right now Adam, I am trying to write this 
stupid report about J.D. Salinger"

"It can wait. Come over."

"OK, I'll be right there. Just let me finish up this 
paragraph."

It has only been a week since I had become Adam's 
'girlfriend', and I'm already tired of it. I thought 
that if I led Tracy to them as part of their blackmail 
scheme that Adam would let me out, but I guess I never 
should have trusted him. I can't believe that I 
actually was starting to like him for a while. I have 
been trying to think of a way out of this situation, 
but so far I have been able to come up with anything.

I guess I got what I deserved though. Leading Tracy to 
them was really selfish and stupid. Now not only am I 
still Adam's, I have lost all of my friends at school, 
and also my own self-respect. I don't know if I can win 
back my friends, but I have to get out of this, so at 
least I can be my own person again.

I crawled out my window, and went into Adam's bedroom 
through his open window. "What do you want now, Adam? I 
really have to get this stupid report done."

"It will just take a moment, I just need to see you 
again. Can you take off your top so I can see your 
tits?"

Knowing that he wasn't really asking, but telling me, I 
pulled my blouse over my head and stood in front of him 
topless.

"Take off the rest of your clothes, come over here and 
give me a blow job."

Without trying to be sexy in any way, I took off my 
shorts and my panties, and approached Adam as he sat in 
his chair. I knelt in front of him, and opened his 
jeans. I pulled out his cock, and without any 
enthusiasm I put it in my mouth and started to suck on 
it."

"Come on, Lisa! You can do better than that."

I pulled his cock out of my mouth, and looked up at 
him. "If you wanted enthusiasm, you shouldn't have 
tricked me. But I guess I should put something into my 
effort. That way I can get out of here faster."

I wrapped my lips around his cock again and started to 
move my head up and down while I gently sucked on it. 
With one hand, I used my fingers to wrap around the 
base of his cock and started to move my hand up and 
down in rhythm with my mouth. I tried to act like I 
wasn't enjoying it, but I could feel myself starting to 
get excited. With my free hand, I started to rub my 
pussy. I felt flawed somehow, because I was truly 
enjoying what Adam was forcing me to do. I stuck my 
finger inside my wet pussy, and I knew that I needed to 
feel his cock inside me. I stood, letting Adam's cock 
fall out of my mouth, straddled him, and slowly let 
myself down, guiding his cock into my pussy.

"Mmm!" I heard myself say.

"I thought you said you didn't like being my sex 
slave."

"Shut up, Adam. The more you talk, the more I remember 
who I'm fucking. Just be quiet and let me get something 
out of this."

I decided that the best way to quiet him was to make 
his mouth busy, so I cupped my breast and pushed my 
nipple into his mouth.

I started to move up and down faster, and even as a 
part of me denied it, feeling his cock as I slid it in 
felt so good. "Mmm! God, I love to feel your cock 
inside of me. But I feel like such a slut whenever 
you're fucking me. Bite my nipple a little. Ow. Not 
that hard, Oooh, yeees, like that Adam."

As he nibbled on my nipple, I started to move faster. 
His cock was gently brushing my clit as I bounced up 
and down on him. Too soon, Adam started to buck against 
me, and I knew he was ready to come. I heard him moan, 
but I wasn't ready to stop until I was satisfied.

"Stop Lisa. It's too much. Wait a second."

"Shut up and fuck me, Adam!" I exclaimed.

As I started to feel my orgasm start, Adam stood up, 
picking me up with him, and he dropped me onto his bed. 
Needing to feel the release of my impending orgasm, I 
closed my eyes and I rubbed my clit with my finger, 
jammed two fingers into my pussy and fucked myself...

"Mmm! Oooohhh... Ahhhhhmmmmmmyygodyyeeeeeeessss"

I stayed on his bed until my orgasm started to drift 
away. I opened my eyes, and saw Adam staring at me, his 
mouth open. Feeling ashamed, embarrassed, and in some 
way excited, I quickly got off the bed and pulled on my 
clothes as Adam watched me.

"Can I go now Adam, or do you need anything else?"

"Do you know how beautiful and sexy you really are, 
Lisa?"

"Whatever, Adam." I replied, but let my ego absorb his 
compliment.

I went back to my bedroom, found a web page on 'Catcher 
In The Rye,' and paraphrased it for my report. I was 
done in less than an hour, and all of a sudden I had an 
idea of how to get out of my mess. I mulled over all of 
the details in my mind, and decided that even if it 
didn't work, I had to try something.

I pretended to keep working at my computer so Adam 
wouldn't invite me back to his room, and waited for him 
to turn off his lights before I went to bed.

I woke up the next morning, and as I have done for the 
past week, I waited for Adam and we drove to school. I 
ignored him while he continued to talk about what he 
and his friends had planned for me and Tracy tonight. 
Once we got to school, I remembered to change my 
expression, and I held his hand as we walked into the 
building, trying to act happy that I was with him. I 
kissed him as he went to the math wing, and I headed 
toward my locker.

Once Adam was out of sight, I went down the stairs to 
the cafeteria, and looked for Bill Palmer, who for some 
unknown reason was known as "Toz". I found him at a 
table with a bunch of his friends. I took a deep breath 
and walked up to them.

"Hey, Toz. Can I talk to you for a second?"

He looked at me, and smiled as he said, "What do you 
want from me? Oh, since Lisa has started dating geeks 
instead of the jocks, maybe she is ready to start 
dating one of us potheads."

"It will just take a second."

"Okay. Go ahead, I'm listening."

"It's sort of... Well, I don't want anybody else to 
hear. Can we just go outside for a second?"

He looked at me strangely and said. "Okay, I guess. 
Let's go."

I followed him out the back doors, and we walked behind 
the gym, where nobody could see us. "Okay, Lisa, what 
do you need?"

"I need some drugs."

"And why do you think that I can get them for you?"

"Don't bullshit me. I know that you can. I'll give you 
whatever you want."

"Assuming that I can get you something, what do you 
want it for? I really don't think that you will be 
getting high tonight."

"I just need some. You can help me, can't you?"

"Maybe, but what do you want?"

"I don't care, I was just hoping that you could get it 
for me now."

"Right now!? What do you think, that I carry the shit 
with me? Meet me at lunch, and bring a fifty with you."

I watched as he turned and walked back inside. I heard 
the bell and ran to my first class, and tried to 
concentrate. I did pretty well on a calculus test, and 
made it through my other classes. Finally, it was 
lunchtime. I went to the same spot where I had met Toz 
before, and he was already there waiting for me.

"Do you have the money? Give it to me," he said 
nervously.

I handed him a fifty dollar bill, and he handed me a 
little brown vial with some pills inside. I quickly 
shoved them into my pocket, and listened to him tell 
me. "That is some pretty powerful junk. If you do take 
some, just take one pill."

"Okay. Thanks," I said as I walked away, glancing 
around to make sure that nobody had seen us.

I ate lunch by myself and did some homework until my 
lunch period was over. After the bell rang, instead of 
going to my next marketing class, I waited for Adam at 
his locker.

"Lisa, what are you doing here?" Adam asked me.

"I just wanted to tell you that I won't be able to give 
you a ride home. I have to stay and do some research in 
the library," I replied.

"You are going to have fun tonight then."

Just then, Jason walked up and said, "Hey Adam, Lisa. 
What's up?" Adam turned to say something to him, and I 
quickly pushed the bottle with the pills under some of 
the junk in his locker.

I listened to Adam and Jason for a second, and then 
interrupted them. "I hate to interrupt, but I have to 
get going to class"

"See you tonight," I heard Jason and Adam reply.

I only needed to do one more thing to set my plan into 
motion, so I walked to the cafeteria and found Tracy. 
She looked as beautiful as ever, and I felt a twinge of 
jealousy as I looked at her. I walked over to where she 
was sitting, and I saw her body tense as she looked at 
me.

"Hi, Tracy. Can I talk to you for a second?"

"No."

"It will just be for a second. I have to tell you 
something about Jason and Adam."

She stood without saying a word and I led her outside 
in front of the main doors, where I was sure that Mr. 
Jackson would be watching us.

"What do you want? I think you've gotten me into enough 
trouble already," Tracy complained.

"I need to do something. I'll explain later."

When I spoke the last word, I balled my hand into a 
fist, and punched her in the stomach. As she bent over, 
I pushed her down, jumped on top of her and held her 
down.

"Get off of me, bitch! You're crazy!" she screamed.

I used all of the strength that I had, and held her on 
the ground. After what seemed like an eternity, I heard 
the doors burst open, and Mr. Jackson yelled at us, 
"Miss Travis, Miss Roberts! In my office, now!"

I stood, and the two of us followed him. Once in his 
office, we listened as he told us. "One would think, 
Miss Travis, that if you are going to fight, right in 
front of my window is the last place one would do it. 
Miss Roberts, you can go, I saw everything."

I watched as Tracy stood up and left the office, 
glaring at me as she left. I turned to face Mr. 
Jackson, and listened as he started to lecture me.

"Miss Travis, I do not have any idea what your problem 
is, but you have been acting very un-ladylike lately. I 
saw you punch her first, and then jump on top of her. 
You have detention tonight, right here, in my office. 
We'll talk, and I will decide then if you deserve a 
suspension or not. Get to class right now, and if 
anything else happens today, you will not only be 
suspended, you will be expelled. Understood?"

"Yes sir," I said, trying not to smile.

"Get a note from Mrs. Wilson so your teacher won't just 
send you back to me. I'm tired of seeing you. Go!"

I got the note and went to my class. The rest of the 
day was uneventful, and during P.E., I ignored Adam and 
his friends. After I showered, I put on my jeans and my 
top, but left off my bra. I headed to Mr. Jackson's 
office, now unsure if my plan would work or if I could 
actually handle the next part.


Chapter 2

"Miss Travis, now that I have control of my temper, I 
think we should talk. Or maybe I should rephrase that. 
I think you should start explaining to me what is 
happening."

I started to speak, but was interrupted by Mrs. Wilson 
on his intercom. "Mr. Jackson, I'm sorry to bother you, 
but I have to leave a little early."

"Okay, Mrs. Wilson. I'll see you tomorrow morning," he 
replied. "Now, as you were saying, Miss Travis..."

"I have a lot of things that are bothering me right 
now. It seems as if I'm letting everything get to me. I 
am really sorry that I'm causing so much trouble 
lately, its just that..." I paused, pretending to 
compose myself, "It's just that..."

"Relax, Lisa. Tell me what the problem is. Who knows, 
maybe I can help."

I wiped away a tear that was sliding down my cheek, 
"It's just that..." and I felt the weight of everything 
that has happened to me in the past week or so, and I 
started to really sob. I started all of this with the 
intention of just acting, but now I found myself really 
crying.

I stood, and walked away from his desk, and looked out 
the window. I then turned, and asked him between sobs, 
"I don't want anybody to see me like this. Can you 
close the drapes please? I really need to talk to 
somebody, but I don't know who."

Mr. Jackson stood, and walked to his window, and as he 
closed his curtains, I heard him tell me, "I'll listen. 
I don't know what I can do, but if I know the problem, 
maybe I can help, or at least I'll know somebody that 
can. I've seen and heard almost everything in my five 
years as a principal and fifteen as a teacher. Don't 
feel ashamed about anything."

I sat down in one of the chairs lined up along one 
wall. I looked at him, and wiped another tear away. "I 
don't know where to start. I feel like my life is... is 
getting away from me. I..."

I felt myself burst into tears again, I held my head in 
my hands and tried to control myself. I felt Mr. 
Jackson's presence near me, and I looked up and saw 
that he was sitting next to me. I tried to control my 
emotions, and after a few minutes, I continued.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson," I continued, and I really did 
feel sorry for what I was about to do. "I have had some 
problems at home, and with some of my friends." I felt 
the warm tears run down my face, and thinking about 
Adam, I started to cry harder and was unable to speak.

I felt Mr. Jackson's hand tentatively touch my 
shoulder. I turned toward him, looked into his eyes, 
and moved my head toward him, and rested it on his 
shoulder. I started to let my emotions come completely 
into the open, and I started to cry uncontrollably. I 
felt Mr. Jackson's other hand wrap around me, and he 
placed his hand on my back, and started to rub it in a 
circle as he consoled me. I moved my head off of his 
shoulder, and put it into his chest, and I felt him 
hold me tighter.

"Everything is going to be okay, Lisa. Just relax. Now 
tell me everything."

I lifted my head up, and he took his hands off of me. I 
looked into his eyes, and I told him. "I just... I 
don't know where to start. Can you hold me more Mr. 
Jackson? I feel so much better in your arms."

He looked at me, and I could almost see him fighting 
himself. He put his arms around me again and I pushed 
myself against him, my head on his shoulders, and my 
breasts pressed against his chest. "Thank you Mr. 
Jackson. I feel so much better like this. Like you 
really do care about me."

"I do care about you, Lisa. I care about all my 
students."

I took my head off his shoulder, looked into his eyes 
and smiled at him. "Thank you Mr. Jackson. You don't 
know how much better I feel knowing that you care."

With those words, I kissed him on the cheek. I looked 
into his eyes, and I could see that he wanted me but 
knew it was wrong. Now knowing that he was falling into 
my plan, I kissed him again on his cheek, but slowly 
moved my kisses closer and closer to his lips. My lips 
met his, and he kissed me back, and pulled me tighter 
against him.

My tongue pressed between his lips, and I started to 
explore his mouth. I broke the kiss as suddenly as I 
started it, smiled at him, and pulled off my blouse. I 
watched as he stared at my naked breasts. I moved 
higher and let my nipple brush his mouth. He soon 
started to gently lick it, and I started to moan. 
Sucking on my nipple, I felt his hands start to caress 
my other breast. I pulled him tighter against me, and I 
smiled as I felt his lips on my nipple.

I started to kiss the top of his head, and again I 
moved back down to his lips, and we met in an 
impassioned kiss. My hand moved down, and I started to 
rub his cock through his pants. With both hands, I 
opened his pants, let my hand slide under his boxers, 
and felt his large cock in my hand.

I broke our kiss, and smiled at him as I moved my head 
between his legs. I pulled his pants and boxers down, 
and as I kissed the head of his cock, I looked up at 
him. His eyes were closed, and he had a little smile on 
his face.

I put his cock inside my mouth, and started to bob my 
head up and down, every time letting a little more of 
it into my mouth. Not used to a cock as wide as his, I 
could only get three or four inches into my mouth 
without gagging.

I pulled my mouth from his cock, and told him, "You 
have the biggest cock I have ever seen, Mr. Jackson. I 
need to feel you inside of me."

I stood up and pulled off my jeans and my panties, then 
continued, "I need you to get me ready for your big 
cock, sir."

I stood on the chair next to him, and pushed my pussy 
into his face. Mr. Jackson then started to lick it from 
the bottom all the way to the clit, circling my clit 
once or twice before his tongue slid back down to the 
bottom of my pussy. He continued this pattern, 
occasionally pushing his tongue into me.

"Mmmmm, you do that so mmmmm... I like that, Mr. 
Jackson. That feels so good, sir. Yeees, that Mr. 
Jackson! Lick my tight little pussy, help me get it 
ready for your big fat cock. No, don't stop, I'm about 
to come! Mmmmm, mmmmmmmm, ohhhhhhh! Ohhhh I'm coming, 
yes, yes, oooohhhh yeeeeeesss!"

At the peak of my orgasm, I pulled myself away from his 
mouth, and straddled him. I put my hand on his cock, 
moved and pressed it between my labia. It was much 
bigger than any other cock I had ever had, and I slowly 
pushed it into me. When he was halfway in, I felt so 
full, and my orgasm continued. "Ohhhh God, you are so 
big, and it feels so good. I don't, mmmm, don't know if 
I can, wow, can take it mmmmmm, all. Oh, my God!"

I was feeling some pain from the size of his cock, and 
I wasn't really sure if I could take all of it inside 
me, but I was determined to try. Every time I pushed 
him into me, my orgasm seemed to get even stronger. 
Needing to feel all of it. I decided to push down as 
hard as I could, and get as much in as I could.

"Mmmmmm, Owwwww. Wait! Let me get used to it a little. 
It is so big, Mr. Jackson," I cried, filled with a 
mixture of pain and pleasure from his cock, as it 
filled me. I sat with him completely inside of me for a 
minute or so, getting used to his size, and let my 
orgasm fade. I slowly started to move up and down, 
letting a little more slide out, before I pushed it 
back into me, as I got used to it. Within minutes, I 
was letting his entire cock out, and pushing it 
completely back into me. Now used to the size, I 
started to move faster and faster.

"Oh Lisa, Fuck me faster, Lisa. Your pussy is so tight, 
baby!"

"Yes, sir, mmmmm. You make me feel so gooood Mr. 
Jackson. I love the feeling of your fat cock in my 
pussy. Yes, yeeeees, mmmmm, Mr. Jackson, sir, Oh my 
God, yeeees, yeeeeeees!"

He started to pump against me, and he started to come. 
I let him spurt inside me, and as our orgasms faded, I 
pulled myself tight against him, letting my bare 
breasts push against his chest.

Regaining my composure, I stood, feeling his cock slide 
out of my pussy, and feeling an emptiness where minutes 
ago I had felt so full.

"Thank you, Mr. Jackson, sir. That felt so good."

"You can't tell anybody what happened between us today, 
Lisa."

"Well, Mr. Jackson. I was thinking about that. If you 
want me to stay quiet about this, and not tell anybody 
what happened, you can do me an itsy bitsy favor. Of 
course, after I leave here, I could drive myself to the 
police station and say that you raped me, but we 
wouldn't want that, would we, Mr. Jackson?"

"It would be your word against mine, Lisa," he replied 
nervously.

"Maybe, but wouldn't the publicity be bad for your 
career, even if it turns out that I seduced you? I 
don't think that it would look very good on your resume 
that you slept with a student of yours. But of course, 
that's only my opinion."

"I could just deny everything. How would anybody know?"

"Maybe, but either way I am sure it would be in the 
papers soon. Oh, and I think that we forgot about DNA 
samples. If I remember correctly, you did come inside 
me, didn't you?"

"But, you wouldn't... you couldn't! My career, my 
family... I mean you can't..."

"I don't really want to, but like I said, there is one 
tiny little favor that you could do for me."

"Are you trying to blackmail me Lisa?"

"Why, of course I am Mr. Jackson. But I do prefer the 
phrase, 'trading favors', instead of blackmail."

"What do you want from me?"

"I have a little problem, and I think you can help me 
with it. Just remember, I don't want anybody to go to 
jail. But if everybody doesn't do like they are 
supposed to, somebody might end up there, and I don't 
think any of us would want that. Would we, Mr. 
Jackson?"

"What do you want from me?"

"Well, I have this little problem with Adam Trimble. It 
seems that he somehow collected some pictures of me 
dressed more or less like I am right now, and to keep 
him from putting the pictures on the Internet and 
showing them to everybody at school, I have to be his 
little sex slave," I said as I stood in front him, 
still naked, his come dripping from my pussy.

"I don't know what I can do to help you."

"Well, I think if you went and searched his locker, you 
might find something illegal there. Do you think you 
could call his house and have him come down. Have him 
open his locker for you, and I'll handle things from 
there."

"You little conniving bitch. If I do this, you won't do 
anything to me, right?"

"Well, I did like what you did to me earlier. I might 
just make you do it one more time, but that's it. I 
promise."

I watched as he picked up the phone, and listened as he 
talked to Adam. As he was talking, I sat on his desk, 
opened my legs, and let him watch me gently play with 
my still-tender pussy. As he hung up the phone, I 
backed away from his desk, and gathered my clothes. 
Satisfied that everything was going according to my 
plan, I put my jeans and my top back on, put my panties 
into his desk, and walked with Mr. Jackson to the main 
doors, and left him there waiting for Adam.

I walked to Adam's locker, and sat on the floor just 
around the corner. My stomach was churning, as I felt 
the butterflies fluttering around inside. After what 
seemed like ages, I finally heard them approach Adam's 
locker.

"I'm sure this is all a misunderstanding Adam. But you 
understand, I do have to take a look."

"It's no problem, Mr. Jackson," I heard Adam say as he 
opened his locker. "Take a look. There's nothing inside 
except for some books."

I heard Mr. Jackson search Adam's locker, and finally, 
I heard him shake the bottle with the pills inside. 
"And what is this Adam? It doesn't look like a book to 
me."

"But, that's not mine. I don't even know what it is. I 
don't know how it got in my locker. You have to believe 
me, Mr. Jackson!"

Before the principal could respond, I walked around the 
corner, and said, "I'm sure you don't know how they got 
there, Adam. But that doesn't really matter, does it, 
asshole." I looked at both of them before I continued. 
"There is a very simple solution to this little problem 
of yours, Adam. Do you want me to tell you?"

"Shut up Lisa!"

"NO! You shut up, asshole. And just think, I was 
actually starting to like you not too long ago. If you 
hadn't double crossed me, you could have been fucking 
me every night. Not because I had to, because I would 
have wanted it! If you weren't so fucking insecure, we 
wouldn't be here right now."

"But..."

"I told you to shut up. I could be a bitch and tell Mr. 
Jackson to just call the police. Maybe I would visit 
you in jail. Nah, you would probably be too busy being 
somebody's prison bitch to see me.

"But . ." He seemed ready to start to cry any second.

"This is the deal Adam. I think Mr. Jackson would be 
willing to 'overlook' this little bottle he found in 
your locker. Wouldn't you Mr. Jackson." Adam and I 
turned to him, and watched him nod his head in 
agreement. "But, right after we leave here. We will go 
to your house, and I will watch you erase every 
picture. Every little file that involves Tracy or me 
will be wiped from your system. I think it's obvious 
that me being your fucking little sex slave is over 
too, asshole. And I think you had better convince your 
friends to leave Tracy alone, too, or next time Mr. 
Jackson finds drugs in your locker, I will be more than 
happy to watch you leave here with handcuffs on.

"Does everything seem fair to you, Mr. Jackson? I think 
Adam is getting a good deal, don't you? I would take it 
I were him. Wouldn't you?"

Mr. Jackson just nodded his head in agreement again.

"We're waiting Adam. Is it a deal?"

"It's a deal, bitch."

Without even realizing what I was doing, I pulled my 
hand back, and slapped him across the face. "Don't you 
ever call me a bitch again!"
***

Adam and I drove in silence to his house, and I watched 
as he erased all of the files from his computer. Just 
to be safe, I searched his room, and I put every floppy 
disk and Zip disk in a bag, telling him that when I was 
done looking through them, making sure there wasn't 
anything involving Tracy or myself, I would return them 
to him.

Back in my house, I listened to the messages on the 
answering machine, and was not at all surprised to 
learn that my parents weren't going to home for dinner. 
I was just picking up the phone to order some Chinese 
food, when I heard the doorbell.

I looked out the peephole, and was very surprised to 
see Tracy. I opened the door nervously, leaving the 
safety chain on, and started to say, "I can explain 
Tracy. I didn't really mean to hit you, but..."

"Just open the door, Lisa, let me in. Jason just called 
me and told me what happened."

As I opened the door, I was surprised again as she 
wrapped her arms around me and kissed me. "Why didn't 
you tell me what you had planned? I would have helped. 
Jason told me about Adam having drugs in his locker, 
and you and Mr. Jackson agreeing to let him go in 
exchange for letting us out of the blackmail. But there 
are a couple of things that I don't understand. How 
could you talk to Adam in front of the principal about 
what they were doing to us, and why did Mr. Jackson 
agree to let Adam off so easily?"

We walked into the living room and sat on the couch. "I 
told Mr. Jackson about what Adam was doing to us 
beforehand, and... God, I feel like such a slut, but I 
fucked Mr. Jackson and made him agree to what I was 
doing in exchange for not telling anybody what 
happened. I threatened to go to the police and claim 
that he raped me."

"Would you really have done that Lisa?"

"No. If he had called my bluff, we would be at Jason's 
house right now."

"I can't believe that you slept with the principal, 
Lisa." I blushed as she continued. "So tell me. What 
was it like?"

"Oh my God, Tracy, he is so big! I didn't think that I 
could take all of him. He's even bigger than Josh," I 
said, referring to one of our ex-boyfriends, the 
captain of the track team.

"No way!"

"Well, he probably isn't longer, but he sure is 
thicker."

"No way! I don't believe it, but if he's bigger than 
Josh, I would love to see it."

I started to giggle, saying, "We can always get into a 
fight again tomorrow, and..."

"Oh be quiet, Lisa. I think that Mr. Jackson is tired 
of seeing us."

"It was just an idea, Tracy." I replied, with a big 
grin on my face.

"But did you have to hit me so hard? My stomach still 
hurts."

"I had to make it look real, Tracy. Let me see it."

She lifted up her blouse and I moved my head down to 
look closer. I reached out with my finger, and pressed 
it against her. "Does it hurt here?"

"Yes."

I kissed the spot where my finger was and asked, "Does 
it feel better now?"

"A little bit, but a little bit higher," she said, 
pulling her blouse up exposing her bare breasts to me.

I started to kiss my way up, and as I reached her 
breasts, I ran my tongue on the bottom of one breast, 
and licked around in circles, mixing in kisses. When I 
reached her nipple, I hungrily wrapped my lips around 
it, and she arched her back and said, "Right there, 
Lisa. It hurts a lot right there."

I pulled back, and as I pulled off my top, I said, "I 
bet your lips hurt from talking so much." I pressed 
against her, and as our lips met, I felt our naked 
breasts press against each other's. My hand slid up her 
leg, under her skirt, and caressed her warm pussy 
through her panties. Still kissing her, I moved her 
panties to one side, and slid in one finger, and I felt 
her start to move against my hand.

I broke our kiss, and slowly started to kiss my way 
down her body, continuing to fuck her with my finger. I 
gently sucked on her neck and saw goose bumps form all 
over her body. Wanting to continue, I moved lower, and 
paused at her breasts, gently nibbling and sucking both 
nipples, as she started to softly purr. I moved down, 
and when I reached her belly button I slowly circled it 
with my tongue.

"Stop that, Lisa. That tickles," she softly giggled.

With both hands, I unbuttoned her skirt and pulled it 
off her, taking her panties with it. I softly kissed 
her labia, and gently pushed my tongue into her. I 
heard her moan, and moved up just a bit, and opening 
the skin hiding her clitoris, I exposed it, and started 
to nibble and lick it. I could hear Lisa's purrs start 
to turn into moans, and I continued playing with her 
clit with my mouth. I placed my finger back inside her 
pussy, slowly moving it in and out. Her movements were 
starting to get more animated, and I continued to lick 
and nibble her clitoris.

"Oh Lisa, Mmmm, yes, just like, mmmmm, that. Right 
there, right there, mmmmm, suck on it a little, Oh my, 
yes. Move your finger faster, fuck me faster Lisa, wow, 
yes, mmmmm, I'm coming, yees, yeeeees!"

She started to buck against me uncontrollably, and I 
was having trouble keeping my mouth on her clit. I did 
my best to anticipate her moves, and continued to fuck 
her with my finger and devour her with my mouth.

"Oooohhhh, ohhhhhhh! Mmmmmmmm."

She suddenly twisted her body away from me and started 
to laugh. I moved so I was sitting next to her, and 
kissed her lips, our tongues dancing in each other's 
mouth.

We kissed for what seemed like hours, and we were 
interrupted by the doorbell. We looked toward the open 
door, and we could see a man staring at us holding my 
Chinese food.

We laughed at each other. I went to the door topless 
and paid for my food. Tracy got dressed and said, "I 
feel much better now. I have to get going. I was 
supposed to be home an hour ago. Tomorrow we can 
continue this." She kissed me and I walked her to the 
door.

As she was leaving, I heard her say, "I'll tell 
everybody at school that I was lying about everything 
that I said about you. I am going to make sure that you 
aren't an outcast any longer."

"Thanks, Tracy, but as long as you can accept me, 
that's enough for me." I said.

"You are more than accepted, Lisa."

I waved goodbye to Tracy, put my food in the 
refrigerator for later, and returned to my room to do 
some homework. I looked out my window, and looked at 
Adam lying on his bed. When he saw me, I pulled up my 
blouse, but just before I exposed my breasts to him, I 
thrust my middle finger in the air, and mouthed the 
words, "Fuck you," to him, and closed the drapes.

I finished my homework and decided to go to bed early, 
still tired from my liaisons with Mr. Jackson and 
Tracy.


Chapter 3

I woke up the next morning, and as I walked through the 
main doors, I saw Tracy approach me and say to me as 
she pushed me outside, "I'll explain later."

I watched in horror as her clenched fist raced toward 
me, and unable to move out of the way, she caught me 
right in the stomach. I doubled over in pain and she 
pushed me to the ground, jumping on top of me, 
whispering to me, "Here we go again."

I heard Mr. Jackson race out, and heard him say, "In my 
office now, both of you."

Once in his office, I heard him say, "Lisa, get out of 
here. You are the last person that I want to see 
today." And he continued, tossing me a bottle, "You 
left your vitamins here yesterday --Vitamin C pills. 
Have you been fighting a cold?"

When I looked at him as I walked out of the office, he 
just slyly winked at me. "Tracy, you have detention in 
my office today..." I heard him say as I closed the 
door.

I went through the rest of the day, and decided to stay 
late and do some work in the computer lab. After I was 
done, I walked through the darkened school, and as I 
walked out the doors, I peeked into Mr. Jackson's 
window. Tracy was bent over Mr. Jackson's desk, an 
expression of ecstasy on her face, as he fucked her 
from behind.

I smiled to myself, walked to my car, and drove home.

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