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Subject: {ASSM} Dana: Girls Rule (fm ff ffm Mf Ff etc, exhib, voy, extra credit)
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Date: Thu, 20 Jul 2006 01:10:02 -0400
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More of a scenario I didn't feel like fleshing out than a full story.  
Whether this exhibits the misandrony or misogyny of the author is left
as 
an exercise to the reader.

P. Random

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Girls Rule
(fm ff ffm Mf Ff etc, exhib, voy, extra credit)
by pseudoRandom

It must suck to be a boy at Frontier High School.  Girls rule, see.  As a 
girl, you can get away with just about anything but outright assault.  
Anything else, you can always make up for it by screwing Principal 
Skinner.  Heck, if you're lucky with your teachers and play your cards 
right, you can get away with not doing homework.

	But only if you're a girl.  Boys are pretty much screwed -- or 
rather, not screwed, as none of the male administrators swing that way and 
Vice-Principal Jackson is a total dyke.  About half the female teachers 
are dykes as well, and those who aren't are all married and either 
monogamous or faithful as far as other guys are concerned.  A couple male 
teachers bat both ways, but even they prefer girls.  So there's no way out 
for boys but suck it in, keep their noses clean, and do the work.  Almost 
makes a girl feel sorry for them.

	But not so sorry I don't play mean tricks on my boyfriend.  I 
mean, it's so easy, I can't resist.  Brad's so hot for me, he's like putty 
in my hands.  Like that time I got him to have sex with me in the 
cafeteria, sitting on his lap with my skirt covering us.  Not only was it 
soooo hot, doing it while my friends watched, but when we got caught with 
his cock still deep inside me, guess what?  HE gets suspended for an 
inappropriate Public Display of Affection, while all I had to do was bend 
over Skinner's desk and let him take me from behind -- which with his 
thick cock was almost as hot as doing it in public.

	Nearly laughed myself sick, after Brad was sent home.  I made it 
up by staying with him the next day and screwing eight ways to Sunday, all 
over his house.  Which was cutting, yeah, but you think I'll ever get in 
trouble for that?  Not as long as Skinner's cock is hungry.  Jenna accuses 
me of getting in trouble just to get another poke from his prick.  Guilty 
as charged -- as if she's one to talk, given the number of times she's 
made out with me, all over the school.  Teachers mostly leave you alone 
when you do that with another girl, as long as you both stay clothed and 
aren't too loud -- so of course Jenna and me always try to get the other 
naked.  Saves the time of stripping in Skinner's office *wink*.

	But like I said, it's fun to tease Brad.  Getting naked with Jenna 
or Tara or Mely, that really sets him off.  When we make out in front of 
him, he can't resist -- he tries to join the fun.  Can't blame him for 
that, but he's so horny when he does it, he can't even see which one of us 
he pokes.  I love misdirecting his cock into the other girl, just so I can 
accuse him of cheating on me, right in front of my face -- literally, as 
it's not like I'd resist licking a pussy with a cock in it.  Sixty-nine 
with the girl on top getting fucked?  Even hotter than doing a sandwich 
with two guys.  And once Brad's done reaming Jenna or whomever, then I get 
to ream him out for cheating.

	He gets so flustered and contrite, when I do that.  And of course, 
because he's cheated on me, I get to screw another guy -- even Brad has to 
agree that's only fair.  Without that perk, I wouldn't do it above once a 
week, as fun as it is.  With it, I pull it two or three times, whenever I 
get a hankering.  Always, of course, after doing the other guy, I come 
straight back to Brad and reward my sweetie with the best sex I can give 
him -- right away, if I can, with my pussy still soaking.  After that, 
everything's good between us.

	Well, usually it's good.  Okay, I did get in such trouble, the 
time I pulled this with Allie, his kid sister.  How was I to know they 
both had a thing against incest?  It took me a WEEK of licking Allie's 
pussy day and night before she forgave me.  And a second week of touching 
no one but Brad, not even another girl, before he got over it -- a tough 
time that was, too.  Had to get Jenna to seduce him, without my doing a 
fair-is-fair guy, to get him feeling like he was as black as my kettle.  
Sweet.  Sweeter still was how I rewarded myself for going a week without 
screwing anyone else: giving myself over to the cheerleaders to gangbang.

	Speaking of girls who can get away with anything.  And I don't 
just mean the way the dress code doesn't apply to anyone on the squad.  
They like to unwind, after practice and competitions and games, by all of 
them doing a girl.  Which is fine when she's a volunteer, but some of them 
aren't, especially those cute little virgin freshmen Captain Kelli has a 
taste for.  It's amazing no one's laid a rape charge against them.  Not 
that, after the squad is through with you, you're in any condition to lay 
anything but right where you're dumped -- they know how to gangbang a girl 
but good.  Or for that matter, not while Kelli Skinner had her father, the 
principal, wrapped around her tight little cunt.  That didn't come out 
right, but you know what I mean.

	Anyway, that's why I normally stay away from the squad.  If girls 
have it over boys in Frontier, Daddy's Girl Kelli has it over other girls.  
Don't fuck with a cheerleader or the squad will fuck you.  I don't suppose 
it'd surprise you if I say Jenna sometimes picks quarrels with 
cheerleaders, just to get fucked over before school.  I swear, that girl's 
a sick puppy -- I don't know which she likes best, the screwing itself or 
the way the squad hides your clothes, forcing you to spend the day naked 
in school.  Which means every teacher sends you to the principal's office, 
for a pricking by Skinner each period.  It can be fun, from time to time, 
but Jenna does it deliberately, a lot more often than I do.

	Besides, if I got sent to the office all the time, I'd miss art 
and bio and P.E. -- not to mention dreamy Mr. Swann for algebra.  I 
wouldn't mind missing English or history, but otherwise, I have the best 
schedule ever.  Art, for example, is already a gut course, but you can get 
extra credit for being a life model -- double extra if you'll do it with 
someone else.  Ms Mohl is such the perv, too, with some of those poses -- 
she likes to place you so you "look like" you're blowing a boy or it 
"looks like" you're grinding your pussy against another girl's.  And of 
course the only way you can "look like" your pussy's being split by, say, 
Craig's huge cock is to have it, yanno, actually inside you.  The hardest 
part of modeling isn't holding still, but having sex while pretending to 
not have sex in front of the entire class.

	Bio class is even pervier, though -- we started the year with a 
unit on human sexuality, and we still haven't finished.  There's always 
another way to screw, another position or technique, that we have to 
practice and then get tested on.  That's not the pervy part, though -- the 
field trips to the kennel and the farm were way kinky.  Certainly more fun 
than Ms Foxxe's fascination with BDSM.  I really didn't want to know about 
CBT -- I failed that test, because I refuse to put a gorgeous thing like a 
cock through that.

	P.E.'s just a straight-up locker-room orgy, of course.  I stay in 
the girl's side -- I don't cheat on Brad, except for schoolwork or I can't 
help it -- unless it's my turn to screw Coach Running Deer in his office, 
in return for looking the other way and not bothering with, yanno, 
actually taking us into the gym.  Which means getting banged a bit as I 
pass through the boy's locker room -- which of course I can't help, now 
can I?

	Having P.E. before last period algebra makes math all the more 
frustrating.  Not only is Mr. Swann the most gorgeous man to ever teach 
high school, but I'm so wound up after the puppy-pile girl-orgy in the 
showers, I can barely keep still.  Worse yet, I'm taking it with both Brad 
and Jenna -- so there I am with my hand in Brad's lap and Jenna's hand in 
mine, getting all three of us even more horny.  And to top off this 
frustration sundae, Swann only offers the chance for horizontal extra 
credit after actual tests -- once a month.  Is it any wonder that half the 
time, I get sent to the office for getting naked with Jenna and the other 
half, I get sent there for provoking Brad into fucking one or the other of 
us?  Which means I hardly EVER get my full period dose of gazing on Swann.

	At least I get to fuck another fair-is-fair guy out of it, half 
those times.

	Still, for all it makes me want to scream, I wouldn't trade last 
period for anything.  *sigh* Mr. Swann.  Just thinking about him, I gotta 
jill off.  BRB ...

	That's better.  Where was I?

	Oh right -- classes.  I will say, as much as I don't like English 
or history as subjects, Mr Hogg and Ms Leon are scrupulously fair in 
applying the double-standard that let girls rule Frontier.  Hogg, for 
example, makes his extra credit actual assignments: while he fucks you, 
you have to come up with a poem that describes what it feels like.  And 
since he prefers doing you in the ass, boys get to do it as well as girls.  
He makes you do this extemporaneous recitation during class time -- while 
you're bent over his desk, with the class watching.  He doesn't mind if 
other girls in the class screw around while waiting for him to finish -- 
as long as they produce their own poems.  The boys they screw, though, are 
SOL: they get sent to the office for, you guessed it, inappropriate PDAs 
in class -- only extra credit poems count for them.  It's a great system 
for getting a boy you can't stand in hot water -- fuck him then watch him 
get sent off, possibly for a couple days' suspension.

	Ms Leon, on the other hand, is totally hot.  She may not be as 
beautiful as Mr. Swann, her husband, but she's got a porn star's body -- 
and lets us know it.  I don't know where she gets those business suit, but 
they're practically indecent: jackets with a single button below her 
navel, with nothing on underneath, and a skirt so short you can see as she 
walks about that she doesn't have panties.  Even if she doesn't undo the 
button, you can usually see her perfect, round breasts when she bends over 
-- and when the heat's on too high, she does unbutton.  On warm days, 
she'll take the jacket all the way off -- which is distracting, watching 
the chains dance about on her nipple piercings.  As for that pussy, it's 
as smooth and firm as a baby's butt, and gives off such a sweet scent you 
can come just because she walked by your desk.  More than one boy's gotten 
in trouble for just that.

	To get extra credit, Leon picks the next girl on her list, who 
crawls under her desk and licks her pussy when she sits down -- which is 
most of the class; the amount of credit depends on the number of times you 
make her cum.  With how sweet and free-flowing her juices are, that's no 
hardship, believe me.  Yum.  But it's only one girl a class, so you have 
to wait your turn to fuck her -- which means doing the fucking reading.  
Such the pain.  At least you're only waiting for your turn among the other 
girls -- boys, she won't touch, because that would be cheating on her 
husband.  The only time she'll have sex with one is when the guy does 
extra credit for Swann (he shares his students with her -- yet another 
reason why he's so dreamy).

	So with school rules like these, is it any wonder girls rule?

	I must say, it's great to have this opportunity as a teenager, 
because outside of school, men run this town.  It's one thing to screw 
your teacher because you want extra credit -- it's another to screw your 
boss to keep your job.  I may not be the brightest bulb in the marquee, 
but even I know the difference between giving a bribe and being extorted.

	Not to mention, when you grow up, a woman has to seriously cut 
back on her sex life, unless she wants to be labeled a slut.  I mean, 
SERIOUSLY cut back.  Just for fun, I counted how much sex I have in a 
typical day: between thanking Brad in the best way for driving me to 
school and then home again, getting in trouble at least once and having to 
work it off with Skinner or a minion, usually teasing Brad until either he 
porks me or he screws another girl and I get a fair-is-fair screw (and 
then him again), and a practice or test or two in bio, that's at least a 
half-dozen times -- plus the occasional extra credits or poses or getting 
caught in the boy's locker room.  If doing another girl counted -- which 
of course it totally DOESN'T, or me and Ms Leon and everyone else would be 
complete cheaters -- it'd be another half-dozen more times, between P.E. 
and teasing Brad with Jenna or Mely or Allie.  Or fooling around with them 
for their own sakes.

	For that's what it is, with another girl -- fooling around.  Even 
grinding pussy to pussy till you've both come to exhaustion isn't fucking 
-- stands to reason, given there's no penis fucking you.  It may be just 
as hot, but it still ain't sex.  I ought to know, 'cause I'm a girl and 
girls rule here.

	But when you're a married woman, you can't sleep around like that.  
Especially outside of school.

	I'm just glad my husband lets me stay in high school for now.  As 
soon as I'm ready, Jim wants to have kids -- four of them at least -- but 
I want to finish senior year first.  I may even get a diploma out of it, 
too -- if I can screw enough of the school board.  Graduating's a good 
reason to wait, I think.  Besides, if I dropped out, I'd have to give up 
Brad, and without him to tease, where would I be?


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