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From: Daemon Way <daemonway@yahoo.ca>
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Subject: {ASSM} "Teacher Part 50" (nc, mc, tm/tf)
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Date: Mon, 15 Jan 2007 01:10:04 -0500
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TEACHER - PART FIFTY

   By Daemon Way

   daemonway@yahoo.ca

   "So, this is, like, a whore house?" asked Fats, his eyes practically
popping out of his head as he looked around.

   "Shh, not so loud," said Dwayne.

   "Why?"

   "Just, don't," he said, afraid Fats might insult someone.

   "I didn't expect to see a desk and file cabinet and stuff," observed
Jerome.

   "That's because it's disguised as a massage parlour.  The whore part is
supposed to be secret," explained Cory as his and Ben's seven guests looked
around totally awestruck.

   "Sneaky," observed Wilbur.

   Callie Dean stepped out from behind the bead curtain at the back of the
room, and if the boys weren't google-eyed before, they certainly were with
her appearance.  With her reddish-brown hair, rouge and red lipstick, and
slinky red dress that showed off her boobs and her ass she looked every bit
the proprietress of a house of ill repute.  She smiled as she looked at the
gaggle of slack-jawed thirteen and fourteen-year-old boys.  Eli could have
a field day with this crew.  "Billy has everything set up if you follow
me."

   The boys surged forward as one, Dwayne tripping over his big feet and
the boys stumbling into each other.  Fats bumped into the desk, almost
knocking the phone off but fortunately Peter managed to catch it.  The boys
crowded against each other as they followed Callie down the hallway, all
nine pairs of eyes on her backside.

   Leading them to her living room, where she and Billy had brought in a
few extra chairs, she smiled again as the boys filed in and awkwardly and
self-consciously found a place to sit, all of them unable to keep their
eyes off her 40 DD breasts and trying not to be obvious.  She'd noticed
yesterday that young Ben had been particularly fascinated by her endowment,
and she'd learned later from Cory that Ben was a real "tit man." Some day
she'd have to give the boy the thrill of his life.

   "I've never entertained so many young gentlemen before," she said with a
wide grin.  "This is really quite exciting.  You can just feel my heart
beating." Taking Ben's hand, she placed it over her heart, causing him to
turn a bright red and to pop an instant boner.  The rest of the guests
stared at him with envy and admiration, causing Ben to puff out his chest
with pride.  "Now, you boys have fun.  I'll go check on the girls."

   "Is she really, you know, a whore?" whispered Peter.

   "She runs the place," Ben whispered back.

   "A person who runs a whore place is called a madam," Wilbur advised and
the boys added that piece of knowledge to their meagre store of sexual
information.

   Billy shut off the lights and began the video.  It had required next to
no editing, which was good as last night after filming the two girls he'd
been so horny he'd spent an all nighter with Annette and Juan working off
his arousal.  He hadn't been the only one who'd found the filming hot,
Callie having attended to her big brother's needs as soon as Billy and the
boys left, and Cory and Ben having two hot wanks that night as they
recalled the events.

   As the tape rolled, the seven guests sat there with a mix of emotions.
None of them had really known what to expect.  Ben and Cory had split up
the phone calls, and simply told them that they had an awesome video of
Molly and Trang that they thought they'd be interested in seeing, and that
Billy would pick them up the next afternoon at the Westbank Mall so that if
their parents asked where they'd been they could honestly tell them they'd
gone to the mall.  As Molly and Trang dissed each of them, the boy being
discussed squirmed uncomfortably and felt totally devastated hearing the
two girls making fun of him and his hopes, dissing the things he held
dearest to him and was proudest off, and totally dashing any fantasies he
might have had of actually making it with them.  Each was sure the others
watching the video was sure he was a total loser, and each wished he could
crawl under the seat he was on and totally disappear, or die right there on
the spot.  Their cheeks burning with embarrassment and their hearts sunk so
low in their chests they felt like lead weights, each also wondered why
Cory and Ben had done this to him, and each hated the two boys as much as
the smug girls on the screen laughing about him.

   Cory knew it would be hurtful, and he and Billy had actually discussed
starting the video with the kissing, but the revenge of group of boys would
be that much more delightful and meaningful if they heard the comments of
the girls, and besides, they deserved to know just how Molly and Trang
viewed them up front.  Most of them deep down knew it anyway, and it was
cruel to keep up any false hopes.  As for Billy, filming the reaction of
the boys and zooming in on the face of each of them as he was made fun of
was going to make an excellent beginning to the second porn video the girls
would be staring in.  Eli was at that very moment monitoring and
controlling the hidden cams that were strategically placed around the
living room.

   As Molly and Trang got into the sex part of the video, the boys sat
there with unabashed attention, unable to believe the two seemingly hetero
girls were making out with each other.  As the camera zoomed in on them
licking and sucking each other's teat and on their swollen pussies there
was not a soft dick in the room.  The boys could not believe what they were
seeing, their so smug and haughty classmates snorting and grunting like two
stuck pigs as they buried their faces in each other's muff, and as they
surfaced with their lips and cheeks glistening with cunt slime and their
hairs sparkling with droplets of pussy juice there was not a boy in the
room that wasn't leaking.  When the video ended with the two girls kissing
and embracing, the boys sat there in total shock.

   "Oh man, that was like, so hot!"

   "Oh yeah . . .  totally!" Most of them were at a lost of words.  Except
for Cory and Ben, the only tit and cunt they'd seen had been the one second
snatches they'd seen when Molly and Trang had flashed them.

   "Who would have thought that Molly and Trang were, ah, were. . . ."

   "Lesbians," said Cory.

   "Yeah, lesbians."

   "If they're hot for girls, why have they been flashing guys?"

   "So nobody would suspect," concluded Wilbur.

   "Oh yeah."

   "Makes sense."

   "They sure had me fooled."

   "That's why they've been flashing skanky old men whom they never had any
intention of doing anything with."

   "And us."

   That was a real downer and the buzz suddenly died as the reality slapped
each of them in the face and each recalled vividly and exactly the comments
made about him.

   "They said some real mean things about us."

   "They're mean, the, the, the bitches."

   "Yeah!" everyone agreed.

   Everyone that is except one.  Nick Dawson had sat there in total silence
since the video had ended.  What can a guy say when it's been revealed his
girlfriend is a lesbian?  The girl that he'd kissed and put his arm around
in front of like the whole school and had bragged to the guys how far he
was getting with her was queer.  The lips he kissed kissed girls.  The
boobs she'd let him squeeze she let another girl caress and kiss and lick
and suck!  She'd let another girl go way farther than she'd ever let him
go. Now every guy in the room knew he was dating a lesbian, and tomorrow
every guy and probably every girl in Lincoln Junior High was going to know!
His life was over!

   Not only that, she'd told Trang one of his most private and personal
secrets.  When he heard her telling Trang that he jacked off and caught his
stuff in his hand he had been totally mortified.  And the way she'd told
it, like it was a sick joke or something!  One of his most personal secrets
that he'd shared to show his love for her!  And now every guy in the room
knew it, and tomorrow every guy at school would too.  He'd be the laughing
stock of the whole school.  And suppose one of the guys told one of the
girls, or one of the girls heard two guys talking.  He'd never be able to
have a date again!  How could she!

   "Wait until next time I see Molly Vickers!  So I'm a real geek, am I? 
So I don't know anything worthwhile eh?  Well I know something worthwhile
about her now!" sputtered Peter Manchester.

   "And so Trang thinks I'm clueless.  That I don't know why there's two
sexes," snorted Wilbur.  "Well it's pretty clear that for Molly and Trang
it don't matter much if there is a second sex."

   "At least they didn't compare you to a squished frog.  Or an elephant.
Next time I see them I think I'll sit on them!"

   "I'd like to get Molly Vickers alone.  I'd disappear between her legs
all right!" observed Jerome Eisenstein.  "I'd like to see how she'd like
that."

   "That's what they both need, the bitches.  A good fucking by a real
man."

   "Yeah.  They're the losers."

   "Would you guys really like to fuck them?"

   "Oh yeah.  If I had the chance, I'd fuck the two of them until their
eyes popped out like a squished frog," observed Fats.

   "And if they think cunt tastes so great, I got something a lot tastier
they can wrap their lips around," observed Dylan.  He already had in his
mind an animated cartoon he'd draw of the two of them doing just that.

   "You guys can," said Ben after glancing at Cory and Cory nodding.

   "What do you mean?"

   "They're just down the hall."

   "They're here?"

   "You mean they, like, they work here?"

   "They're guests," said Billy, speaking up for the first time.  "We
recorded their conversation without them knowing it last night in one of
our special rooms.  We figured you might be interested in what they had to
say and would like to make them pay."

   "You figured that right."

   The troupe of boys eagerly followed Billy down the hall.  He paused at
the first room and offered anyone who didn't want to confront the girls the
choice of watching from the adjoining room.  Cory, the only one who'd not
been badmouthed by the two girls, was the only taker.  While he'd despised
the girls for their smug attitude and the comments they'd made about the
guys, he didn't have any desire to abuse them and figured it would be a lot
more fun watching them and filming them along with Eli.  "While we were
talking in the living room, my mother told the girls that you would be
coming to get revenge for all the cruel things they've said about you, and
for the mean way they've treated you, and that they are to do exactly what
any of you want and if they don't, they'll have to answer to me later."

   The boys had no idea what answering to Billy might involve, but they all
had active imaginations, as did Molly and Trang.  More than a few of them
wondered what it was like to have a mother who was a madam.

   "Well, now, you boys have fun," Billy said as he ushered them into the
small bedroom where Molly and Trang had been confined.  "And remember, the
girls are under instructions to do whatever you want," he said with a leer
before heading for the adjacent room to help Eli and Cory film the action.

   As the boys crowded into the room they were still angry, and still
feeling horny from watching the two girls engaging in sex with each other,
but confronting them now face to face, and in front of each other, was a
different matter.  They glanced from one to the other nervously, none of
them wanting to be the first to speak out, all of them realizing that to
carry out their threats, which they'd made in the heat of the moment,
they'd have to do it in front of everybody else, which was a much different
matter.  For all of them doing it was scarey, and doing it in front of
other guys even scarier.  Molly and Trang, having no idea that they'd been
taped the previous day, had been apprehensive after Callie's little talk,
but seeing the awkward and embarrassed shuffling of the eight boys and the
familiar uncertainty and discomfort in their eyes, their hopes were buoyed
up.

   "Nick!" said Molly as she suddenly spotted him, not having expected him,
and the group of losers he was with not being his usual company.  She
immediately got up and stepped over to him.  "I don't know how you found
me, but am I glad you did.  Trang and me are being kept captive here,
wherever this is.  You got to help us get out of here." To her surprise,
instead of springing to her rescue as she expected, and as he would have
any other time, he drew away from her as if loathed to be touched by her.
"Nick, what's wrong?  I'm serious.  There's this black guy and he's got a
knife.  He's kept us locked up in here ever since yesterday afternoon."

   "Molly's telling the truth," Trang said, stepping up beside her best
friend.

   "Oh yeah, we know how truthful Molly is," Nick replied sarcastically.

   "What do you mean?" Molly asked.

   "Like you and me promising to keep each other's secrets."

   "I have-."

   "I know what you told Trang yesterday," he interrupted.  "Everyone here
knows what you told Trang.  Well, maybe Trang would be interested in
hearing some of the things you've said about her."

   "Nick," Molly pleaded, recognizing the threat in his tone.  He acted
like such a child when he didn't get his way.  It was a strange comment. 
How could he know what she'd told Trang yesterday?

   "Molly's said stuff about me?"

   "You and Ashley."

   "Like what?" Trang had often suspected Molly's smug attitude was not
just restricted toward the losers in the room.

   "Like your clothes.  And how naive and conceited you are."

   "Nick!"

   "You didn't hesitate telling my secret."

   "But Trang's my best friend."

   "Because like you told me, beside her you looked stacked, right?"

   Molly stared at Nick, unable to believe he'd revealed their totally
private conversation.  Trang looked at Molly in surprise, unable to believe
that even as smug as she was her best friend would put her down like that.
That she wasn't as big as other girls was an embarrassment and bothered her
a lot.

   "Please Nick, help us get out of here," Molly pleaded, desperate to get
out of there, and even more desperate to get Nick alone before he revealed
anything more about what she'd told him in private.  "This man's threatened
to hurt us if we don't do exactly what he tells us.  We can talk about this
other stuff later.  I can explain."

   "You've been kept here since yesterday afternoon?" asked Ben, feigning
innocence.

   "Yes!  Oh Ben, please, you've got to help us.  We've been so scared,"
said Trang, turning to him and turning on her sweet, innocent charm.

   "So, what's he made you do so far?" he asked, keeping up his facade of
innocence.  He was not a cruel boy, but the things Molly and Trang had said
about him were hurtful.

   Molly and Trang looked at each other.  "Well, he's kept us locked up in
this room."

   "But what has he made you do?"

   "Well, nothing, yet," Trang admitted.  "But he said he'd hurt us if we
didn't obey him.  He took out this knife and held it at our throats."

   "Yeah, right," said Wilbur sarcastically.

   "He did, honest.  I wouldn't lie to you."

   "Oh yeah," Wilbur snorted.  Trang looked at him in surprise, and anger.
How dare he use that tone talking to her?

   "Please Nick, get me out of here," pleaded Molly as she sidled up to
Nick and looked up at him with her big brown eyes.  That always made him
cave in to whatever she asked of him in the past.  "I'd be very grateful,"
she added suggestively.

   "Like you promised when I bought you the bag of grass you wanted?"

   "Nick!"

   "Oh, sorry, I forgot.  That was one of those secrets we swore crossing
our hearts and hoping to die if we ever told."

   "You smoked it too."

   "Well, I guess that makes us equal in revealing each other's secrets. 
Guess we're both gonna die."

   "I could tell a lot more," Molly said, her eyes flashing angrily.

   "So could I," retorted Nick just as angrily.

   "Ben, will you help us?" asked Trang.  "I'd be grateful," she added,
snuggling up to him.

   "Because you like me and want to be my friend," Ben observed.

   "Yes." Trang tried not to smile.  It worked every time.  The nerd was so
desperate for a friend it was pathetic, and so gullible it was like talking
to a child.

   "Well, if you really do like me so much, you can start showing it by
licking my ass," he said, glaring at her as he began unbuckling his belt.
Trang stood there with her mouth open.  First Wilbur, and now Ben?  What
was going on with these creeps?  Ben had never spoken to her like that
before.  Nobody had ever spoken to her like that.  Pulling down his fly,
Ben pushed down his trousers and stepped out of them.

   "Nick.  Are you going to let that wimpy little geek speak to my best
friend like that?"

   "Let her lick his ass.  It can't be any worse than eating out your cunt,
which she evidently takes great delight in doing, and you evidently enjoy
having done.  Bitch," he snapped as he glared at her.  "After all I've done
for you, you haven't even let me see your pussy never mind do anything." As
he spun around, he bumped into Jerome.  "You want to screw her, you go
right ahead," he said crossly.

   Jerome looked at Molly.  So skinny he'd disappear up her cunt eh?  Well,
he'd disappear up her cunt, but what was going to disappear wasn't so
skinny.  "Pull up your skirt and spread your legs and watch me disappear,"
he said curtly as he began to pull down his fly.

   Molly was just as surprised as Trang.  Jerome's behaviour, like the
others had been, was totally uncharacteristic.  Normally he'd be so
flustered and tongue-tied in her presence he'd say nothing.  Also like
Trang, she was incensed that the nerd would dare speak to her so
disrespectfully.  "Nick!" she called, out of habit, and in desperation. 
Nick walked to the door and turning around, he looked at her blankly as he
leaned against it and crossed his arms.  "Nick, did you hear what this dork
said to me?  Are you going to just stand there and let him speak to me like
that?" Nick said nothing.

   "You got a problem with that slut?" Jerome asked, emboldened by Nick's
response and by the vulgar comments the normally mild-mannered Ben had made
to Trang.  Angry and embarrassed over her name calling and disrespect on
the videotape, and now to his face, he too acted with uncharacteristic
vulgarity and authority.  "Now go lay on your back on that bed and pull up
your skirt and spread your legs.  I got something that's gonna disappear
way up your pussy." Molly could not believe it as he finished pulling down
his fly and began to undo his belt.

   Ben had by then stepped out of his underwear and had pushed Trang back
so she was sitting on the edge of the bed, too surprised by his most
uncharacteristic behaviour to resist.  This was not the mild little mouse
that went days without saying a thing to anyone.  "Start licking this just
like I seen you licking Molly's cunt," he said, "or I'll have to call in
Billy."

   Like he'd seen her licking Molly?  But how could he have seen that?  How
could he have known?  Had he been looking in through the keyhole or
something?  That would be so like him, and it would explain how he knew
about Billy.

   "And if you don't start moving your ass he can deal with you for not
doing what you've been told while he's here," Jerome said to Molly, his
coarse language and macho behaviour surprising even himself as he pushed
down his jeans and his boxers and stepped out of them.  He might have the
ears of an elephant and the nose of a hawk, but what he had sticking up
from between his legs was like that of a horse, much to Molly's surprise,
and that of his friends and classmates.

   Molly stumbled as she stepped back.  Feeling the bed behind her, she lay
down on her back and spread her legs more out of bewilderment and surprise
than anything else.  This could not possibly be happening.  Jerome quickly
knelt between her legs and bent forward to support himself on his elbows.
He was functioning totally on instinct and imagination.  Being a good
Jewish boy, unlike many of his classmates he'd never visited porn sites on
the Internet and none of his relatives had a stash of porn magazines he
could peek through so he'd seen neither pictures nor read stories about how
a guy and girl exactly did this.  Guys talked in the lockers though, guys
who likely were making it, guys like Nick Dawson, and they'd talked about
girls spreading their legs and girls who didn't do it keeping them closed,
and he'd heard a joke once, about a gentleman supporting his weight on his
knees and elbows or something, though he didn't get the meaning of the
joke, and honestly couldn't remember anything else about it.

   Molly of course had plenty of experience with Eli, and Jerome was large
but nowhere near as big as the black caretaker's.  He was rough and awkward
and she wasn't ready for him, but when he was horny Eli wasn't exactly the
gentlest of men, and it wasn't as painful nor as rough as when she'd been
raped in the hotel room by the cop.  This was rape too, and even worse
being by someone she knew and being from school so she couldn't help but
run into him every day.  As Jerome struggled to get his cock inside her,
she wiggled farther up on the bed so he was at a better angle, not because
she was eager to be fucked by him, though later that is what Billy would
tell Jerome and he would believe, but because she wanted to get it over as
fast as she could, and make it as painless as possible.

   Jerome was large, but fortunately not that large compared to what Molly
was used to, and it was painful receiving him dry, but not as painful as
what she'd experienced.  What was more painful was that she was being
mounted by a total dork, in front of a room of geeks and nerds and dweebs,
and in front of her boyfriend Nick.  Jerome was not the first one up her
pussy, but he was the first boy her age, and he was a total loser.  If it
was at least someone cool like Nick it wouldn't be half so bad.  As she
felt Jerome's stiff cock slowly press against her labia and slowly spread
open her lips, and as she finally felt the circumcised knob pop inside her
vagina, she cringed with revulsion and humiliation.  One of Lincoln Junior
High's biggest dorks was about to engage in that most intimate and private
act that was supposed to be between lovers with her.

   Feeling Molly quiver as he began to penetrate her, Jerome took it to
mean she was quivering with pleasure, something guys in the lockers bragged
about making girls do, and so encouraged, he plunged forward, driving his
hard, throbbing early teen cock up her crack like he was a pro, much to his
delight and even more to his relief.  He'd been afraid that he'd not know
how to do it, or would do it poorly, just like when he had to play baseball
or volleyball in front of the guys.  Lacking the coordination required for
sports and lacking any incentive to practice, he hated gym and had totally
no interest in sports, which he knew was not boylike.  What he was doing
now though was very boylike.  He was fucking!  He actually had his cock up
a girl's cunt, and not just any girl.  Molly was one of the hottest girls
in grade eight, and he, Jerome Eisenstein, still six months away from his
bar mitzvah, was fucking her!  Just wait until Monday and he could brag to
the other guys about having made out on the weekend like the cool guys
bragged!

   Sitting on the bed beside them, Trang Ng reluctantly ran her tongue up
and down Ben Hanson's ass crack.  It was a totally repulsive act, even more
repulsive than licking Molly's pussy had been.  Oh, at the time she'd been
doing it, it had been the hottest thing she'd ever done, and doing it to
Molly had been as hot and as pleasurable as having Molly doing it to her.
In the cold reality of the night as she lay awake for hours fretting over
what might happen to her, and thinking about what she'd done, she realized
just how filthy and degenerate it had been.  It was a filthy, perverted
act. And the implication was even sicker.  A decent girl didn't do stuff
with another girl.  A decent didn't lick a boy's ass either.  At least it
was not as wet and slimy as Molly's pussy had been, and other than a bit of
a salty taste, it tasted a whole lot better than the cunt slime that had
oozed out of Molly's crack.  She had to be demented observing that licking
a boy's ass crack was better than licking a girl's crack.

   It was still repulsive, and even more so considering whom she was doing
it to.  Ben Hanson was a loser, a geek who knew all there was to know about
computers and computer programs but nothing about interacting with people,
especially with girls, and nothing about teenage fashions.  Ben Hanson was
a total nothing, a short, pudgy little mouse that everyone ignored and most
people didn't even know existed.  He was so totally gullible and so
desperate for a girlfriend that despite the way she treated him he still
hoped that he might have a chance with her.  That was so ridiculous.  So
was what she was doing.  Who would have ever thought it?  The boy who was
so desperate for a girlfriend that he fell for her lies about liking him
despite having been humiliated by her dozens of times previously, was now
standing there naked from the waist down and getting his ass licked by her!

   Ben was thinking about Trang's treatment of him in the past also, but
unlike her, he was totally delighted by what she was doing.  As he told her
to worm her tongue up his asshole, and as he felt her doing it, his stiff
cock wagged with excitement.  He could not believe he was finally engaging
in sex with Trang Ng after all these months of hoping and wishing.  It
wasn't exactly how he'd daydreamed it would be when he jerked off at
nights, or as he sat there in the classroom bored with the teacher and
wishing that he and Trang were an item.  It was hot though, way hotter than
anything he'd ever imagined.  Trang Ng, the girl who had humiliated him
repeatedly in front of the whole class, was sitting there with her tongue
up his asshole in front of all his classmates.  And that was only the
beginning of what he had in mind for her.  Revenge was sweet.

   "Okay, get on the floor on your hands and knees," he ordered.

   Flushed with embarrassment and anger, Trang did as she was told, and as
she felt Ben's hot dickhead press against her asshole she wanted to die. 
At least Jerome had stuck his thing where a boy was supposed to stick it in
a girl.  There couldn't be anything more humiliating than having a boy
stick his thing up a girl's backside, to use her like a dog for his own
satisfaction, instead of sticking it where a man was supposed to stick a
woman in an act that both could enjoy.  On top of that, he was doing it to
her in front of a group of the biggest nerds in the school.

   As he watched skinny Jerome banging away between Molly's legs, and pudgy
little Ben sinking his dick up Trang's ass, Fats saw his opportunity. 
Grabbing a pillow off the bed, he quickly unbuttoned and removed his shirt
and pushed down his trousers and boxers to his ankles.  Laying on the
floor, he wiggled under Trang to the cheers and encouragement of his
classmates.  Given his size, the slender Trang had to raise her body to
accommodate him.  With a bit of adjusting of their positions and with
Dylan's navigational help, Trang lowered herself on Fats' stubby but thick
sausage.  Dylan, having seen plenty of pictures of threesomes in almost
every imaginable position, shuffled around on his knees in front of her and
opening the front of his trousers and pushing down his briefs, presented
his stiff cock to her.  Having no choice and just wanting to get it over
with, she went down on him while she pumped her hips to and fro, impaling
herself on Fat's thick cock as she pushed forward, and then impaling her
backside on Ben's shorter and much more slender cock as she drew back. 
Each time her slim body pressed against Fats he quivered with delight, and
each time she felt the soft, sweating blubber of his flabby breasts and
bulging stomach pressing against her breasts and her flat stomach she
shuddered too, but not with delight, though like Jerome, Fats had a much
different interpretation.  Also like Jerome, he could not wait until he met
the guys in the locker room Monday and could brag about what he'd done on
the weekend.  It would be the first time he actually looked forward to P.E.
class.

   The boys were all randy and engaging in what they were doing strictly
for their own pleasure.  For them, that the girl was getting as much
pleasure out of it as they were was a foregone conclusion.  And what
pleasure it was!  Their swollen early teen cocks were throbbing and aching
with a pleasure that for Fats, Dylan, and Jerome had been up to that
afternoon the result of their own wrist action.  The three of them could
not believe it.  They were finally making out!  And with two of the hottest
girls in the eighth grade.  The three of them quivered with excitement as
their stiff cocks burned with pleasure that until then they had only
imagined in their wildest fantasies.  Although he'd never fantasized about
doing Trang this way, Ben was banging the snooty, cocktease's tight ass
with as much pleasure as the others.

   Molly clenched her eyes tightly closed but she could still see the group
of nerds sitting around her and staring at her with their tongues hanging
out and that imbecilic grin they always had as they watched Jerome screwing
her.  It was so totally disgusting and degrading, being watched engaging in
that most private of acts, and engaging in something so special with a
total dork like Jerome Eisenstein.  Compared to the men she'd had between
her legs, the thirteen-year-old felt so skinny.  You could actually see his
ribs and his shoulder blades.  And the skinny dork had his thing inside
her. It had been surprisingly large, like his ears.  Despite her revulsion
and humiliation, she was getting hot, and his long, thick cock was not
something she could block out.  She could not help but clasp her labia
about it as it plunged in and out of her body.

   Trang had her eyes closed also, and like Molly, she could still see the
roomful of geeks staring at her and lusting for her body.  She hated them,
everyone of them, and as she thrust her hips to and fro and sucked on
Dylan's dick she concentrated on that hate.  They would pay for this
humiliation.  They all would.  As she worked her lips up and down Dylan's
slender thirteen-year-old dink she wanted to gag.  Each time she lowered
herself she quivered in revulsion at the feel of Fat's sweaty blubber and
with the disgusting knowledge that the slob had his filthy, fat cock up her
pussy.  Each time she drew back and impaled herself on Ben's stiff prick
she cursed him.  She didn't know how, but she'd make him pay for engaging
in this vulgar, humiliating act with her.

   The boys of course were oblivious to the real feelings of the two girls.
They were engaging in sex, for three of them for the first time in their
lives, and to them it was awesome.  Being young and horny, it was not that
long before all four boys felt themselves approaching their peak and all
four began to grunt and gasp with lust and a delight the likes of which
they'd never felt before.  They came pretty much together and they groaned
openly with delight as their thin, early teen cum spurted out of their
swollen cocks and into the two girls.  While the four boys trembled with
delight the two girls cringed in revulsion as they felt the boys' slime
shooting into their bodies.  Molly felt no pleasure knowing Jerome was
shooting his stuff up her vagina, and with hot, watery cum squirting up her
ass, up her pussy, and down her throat, Trang felt absolutely filthy. 
Their cocks, stiff and dripping with their early teen cum, jutted up in the
air proudly as they disengaged and stepped back.  Fats, Jerome and Dylan
grinned broadly at each other, delighting in the fact they were no longer
virgins, and Ben knew how they were feeling as he grinned too, his revenge
remarkably delightful.  Molly and Trang stayed as they were, too humiliated
to even think of covering their privates, too embarrassed to open their
eyes.

   The remaining boys glanced at each other and quickly chucked their jeans
and underwear in their haste to take their turn, their stiff young cocks
aching with desire after the performance their buddies had put on.  While
Peter approached Trang, his best friend Wilbur and his classmate Dwayne
approached Molly.  Peter knelt down behind Trang and grasping her hips he
placed the tip of his protruding cock between the lips of her pussy, wet
with her own juices having become aroused despite her disgust, and wet with
Fat's watery cum.  She sighed in surrender, resigned to the fact she had no
choice in what he did to her as he took her doggy style as he'd seen in
porno pictures on the Internet.  Contrary to Molly's opinion he did know
something worthwhile.  Like most teenage boys he knew how to circumvent
parental controls and access porno sites and despite what the girls thought
he didn't just use the computer for role-playing games.  Like the rest of
the oversexed boys, he took Trang's sigh to be an indication of pleasure
and lust.

   Wilbur knelt between Molly's outspread legs as he'd seen Jerome do,
eager to have his first piece of tail, and eager to enact his revenge on
her for the cruel things she'd said about him.  He was the holy knight
thrusting his sword into the evil sorceress and bringing justice to the
world.  He would show her making fun of him and Peter and their
role-playing games.  Little did she know the skill that involved.  He
thrust his hips forward angrily, delighting in the fact he was about to
lose his virginity as much as in the fact that he was going to make the
snooty cock-tease succumb to his wishes.  Dwayne was thinking much the same
thoughts as he presented her his cock to suck.  So he was boring was he? 
Well, he'd show her a thing or two.

   Molly opened up to Wilbur and slipped her lips about Dwayne's stiff,
teenage cock, knowing she had no choice and knowing the sooner she did what
she had to do the sooner this would be over.  These geeks were going to pay
for this.  She had no idea how at the moment, but they would.  Nobody
humiliated her like this.  Dwayne smiled down at her as her lips slipped
down his cock and he felt her begin to suck on it.  She might think he was
a dick with eyebrows, but there was no doubt she was a cock-sucking whore
who loved the taste of cock.  She had to the way she went down on him so
eagerly.  That she was a whore was no doubt in Wilbur's mind either as he
felt his cock slowly sinking up her cunt.  Her twat was hot and juicy and
felt even better than he had imagined a girl's cunt would be like.  This
was going to be a day he'd remember for the rest of his life.  Peter was
thinking the same things as he sank his cock up Trang's cunt, and as he
glanced over at his best buddy, Wilbur glanced at him and the two boys
grinned knowingly at each other.  How many battles had they fought together
side by side while playing Dungeons and Dragons?  It was only fitting that
they lose their virginity side by side too.

   The other boys sat back to watch, knowing how their buddies were
feeling. Dylan brushed back the curls from his eyes unconsciously out of
habit.  Thinking of how hot a picture of all of them engaged in a wild orgy
with the two girls would be, he glanced about the room, making note of the
details so when he drew the picture it would be accurate.  Achy Bone, his
art teacher, had praised him for the details of his drawings and his
accuracy.  He wondered what the young teacher would think if he knew about
his private yaoi drawings.  The thought of drawing his classmates naked and
entwined with the two sluts had his cock stiff once again and his groin
aching with arousal despite the fact he'd just shot off a load.  Of course
being thirteen, that should come as no surprise.  Maybe he'd do an animated
strip and give it to Trang and Molly, maybe of the two of them sixty-nining
like he'd seen them doing in the video.  Then see if Molly thinks his art
work is a waste of time.  He had no idea how Cory and Ben had arranged
this, but he owed the two of them big time.  For starters, he'd give them
signed pictures of them with Molly and Trang, the two girls dripping with
cunt juice and their hot, fresh cum.  He wondered why Cory had not joined
them.  Maybe he didn't like girls.  Maybe he liked boys.  A dollop of clear
pre-cum oozed out of Dylan's slender boy cock and he felt a desire well up
between his legs stronger than he'd ever felt before.

   Like the boys before them, Peter, Wilbur and Dwayne sought their revenge
and their pleasure with a fury that only young boys who had been humiliated
and disrespected all their lives by the likes of Molly and Trang could
have. The immense pleasure throbbing between their legs, a pleasure that
until then had been produced by their own hand, combined with the release
of their frustration and hatred for the two girls to result in a powerful
physical and mental pleasure the likes of which they'd never felt before.
The three novices plunged their hips to and fro and inhaled deeply with
total delight as their young balls began to swell and their blood-engorged
cocks throbbed and burned with teen lust.

   They made no attempt to hide their pleasure, which made what was
happening even more disgusting for Molly and Trang.  They were geeks, and
they were getting pleasure from them!  Accustomed to humiliating them or
getting them horny and leaving them unsatisfied, that they were bringing
them pleasure instead was as disturbing as the fact they were having sex
with them.

   To the two thirteen-year-old girls, sex was something romantic,
something that was engaged in only between two people who totally loved
each other, and then in private, like in romance novels or television
soaps. Doing it in front of others and with guys you didn't even like was
disgusting and totally humiliating.  Despite their revulsion and
embarrassment, their bodies could not help but respond physically.  To
their horror and confusion, they could feel a growing desire beginning to
ache between their legs as their young pussies began to throb and their
cunt juices began to fill their vaginas.  That they were finding pleasure
having sex with a bunch of losers was horrifying.

   Despite being novices, Peter and Wilbur could not help but notice the
growing desire of the two girls as their cunts tightly grasped their stiff
cocks and began throbbing, and Dwayne was well aware of Molly's lust as she
eagerly sucked on his swollen cock.  The three boys felt a flush of pride
as they realized they were turning the two girls on and they began
thrusting their hips as they felt that familiar tension beginning to
develop between their legs.  They were about to cum for the first time in
their lives in the body of a girl.  As one the three of them exploded,
Dwayne shooting his thin, watery early-teen cum down Molly's throat as once
again she and Trang felt their cunts being flooded with young teen cum as
the two virgin boys between their legs emptied their nuts for the first
time up a girl's cunt.

   Watching Peter, Wilbur and Dwayne emptying their nuts had gotten the
other boys stiff and aching to get off another load, and having an outlet
for their anger and their sexual energy, they planned on making full use of
it.  As Fats and Dylan approached Molly, their stiff cocks jutting out in
front of them, she darted Nick a desperate glance.  Not more!  She couldn't
take any more of this!  Fats' body was gross, and though Dylan was cute, he
was a nerd.  She couldn't stomach having sex with the two of them, not one
on one, and certainly not together.  "Nick, aren't you going to do
anything?" she asked desperately with the emphasis on "anything." Nick sat
there as if he hadn't heard her.  "Nick!  Are you just going to sit there
and let these misfits rape me?"

   Nick slowly got to his feet and walked toward her and she felt her heart
leap in relief.  Finally!  Nick could easily take care of the whole works
of these nerds and geeks.  And she'd thank him.  She really would.  For the
others this had just been sex, just mechanical.  For Nick she'd make it
good, like it should be between a boyfriend and girlfriend.  Disappointed
but relieved that at least they'd lost their virginity with Trang, Fats and
Dylan reluctantly but wisely stepped aside.  They were no match for Nick
Dawson, and they could understand why he would be angry.  It was his girl
after all.  That had to have been really humiliating, finding out in front
of a bunch of guys that the girl you've been dating is really a lesbian,
and sitting there and watching Wilbur and Dwayne totally making out with
her.  They'd love to also, but they weren't going to fight him for it. 
Molly wasn't worth that.

   To their surprise, and even more to Molly's, Nick pulled down his fly.
"You guys can have her," he said with a strange look in his eyes.  Pushing
down his jeans and stepping out of them and his boxers, he turned to Trang
and ordering her on her back on the bed beside Molly, he knelt down between
her legs.  Molly stared in disbelief.  He was going to do it with Trang! 
He wasn't going to save her.  He wasn't even going to take her himself. 
Her boyfriend was going to do it with her best friend!

   "Well, I guess that you'd join these losers should be no surprise," she
spat.  "I should have expected as much from a perv who drilled a hole from
the storage room into the girl's change room so he could watch them getting
changed for gym."

   "Oh yeah?  Well I drilled one for you into the boy's change room too
didn't I, which you seemed to use a lot," he retorted.

   "You too."

   Nick glared at her.  It was an easy way to see how he stacked up with
other guys without getting caught looking.  Besides, he'd only done it a
couple times.  She wouldn't dare tell the others about catching him.  "I
told you, I was just making sure nobody had found it and plugged it up."

   "Oh right, and if they had you were going to unplug it with your dick
that just happened to be hard and in your hand when I caught you!" Hurt and
angry, she didn't care anymore.  She lashed out, wanting him to feel as
humiliated as she was.  "And you know who he was looking at?"

   "Molly!"

   "You, Ben," she said with an evil smile.

   Watching naked guys through the peephole had turned him on, to his
surprise and consternation.  He wasn't that type of guy!  He'd finally
rationalized what had happened.  It was like watching a porno movie, or a
live cam, and after all, he was fourteen and Molly hadn't been taking care
of his sexual needs.  If she had it wouldn't have happened.  "Oh yeah, well
I'm not the one who spies on her parents when they are having sex and
masturbates as she watches," retorted Nick.  "Now that is sick."

   Her mouth opened and closed and her eyes widened as she stared at Nick
as he gave her a triumphant look.  Nick had a quick wit and a sharp tongue
that he used to slice up others and make them feel small when they needed
cutting down to size, and at the moment as far as he was concerned Molly
needed it.  Molly of course saw things differently.  She had revealed that
to him in the strictest of confidence!  How could he reveal it?

   Fats chuckled, delighted to see Molly getting the end of it for a
change. He might look like a squished frog to her, but at the moment Molly
Vickers looked like one of those fish you see in the pet shop.  The thought
of her on her knees sucking him suddenly came to mind and his long, stiff
cock jerked excitedly with the thought.  Nick's intentions evident, Fat's
stepped up to Molly and ordered her to kneel on the floor before him.  She
looked at his fat prick jutting up in the air.  It was disgusting.  She was
about to tell him what he could do, but the vague threat that the
big-breasted black woman had made before the nerds had come stumbling in
came to her mind.  She and Trang were to do whatever the boys wanted, or
she would turn them over to her son, the black man who had brought them
there and whom they'd seen pushing drugs near the school and the
Seven-Eleven.  Exactly what that meant they had no idea, but from the tone
of her voice, and from the looks of her son, they knew they didn't want to
find out.  She reluctantly slipped to the floor and kneeling there before
Fats, she opened her mouth.  As she slipped her lips over his fat knob she
wanted to puke.

   As Molly knelt there with Fats' knob in her mouth, Dylan knelt behind
her and slipped his cock between her legs.  It would be wicked taking her
doggy style like guys did in the cartoons he loved to collect and draw.  To
his delight, her hot, wet pussy immediately parted and slipped around his
prodding dick.  He wondered if Trang used a dildo on Molly, and what Molly
thought about having a real dick up her cunt instead of a fake one.  If she
really was a lesbian, she'd probably hate it.  As he eased his cock up her
cunt until his stomach was pressing against her smooth buttocks Dylan
smiled.  He hoped she was hating it.  It would serve the bitch right for
all the mean things she'd said about him.

   Having wondered what getting a blow job would be like, Jerome slowly
approached Trang and Nick, uncertain if he should join the older boy.  Nick
was not like the rest of them, and he, in fact, had been the object of
Nick's sharp tongue several times in the past, always of course in response
to Molly's request that Nick beat him up for some perceived wrong.  To his
relief, Nick smiled at him as he approached.  Trang, totally shocked that
Molly's boyfriend had chosen her over Molly, especially with the knowledge
that he and Molly had never gotten it on, and uncertain how she and Molly
could ever look each other in the eye again after having sex with her
boyfriend even though Molly had not put out, opened her mouth and slipped
her lips over Jerome's circumcised knob in a numb daze.  She didn't really
want to think about it, none of it.  As Nick rammed his rigid cock in and
out of her cunt she worked her cunt muscles in time with Nick's thrusts and
sucked on Jerome's cock, going through the motions automatically as she
worried what Molly was thinking.

   Molly, like Trang, was trying to block the entire ordeal out.  This was
worst than any nightmare she'd ever had.  Her boyfriend was screwing her
best friend, right there on the bed beside her.  He boyfriend!  That was
totally humiliating, even more humiliating than the fact she was sucking
stinky Fats Fortillini's big fat cock and being screwed by geeky Dylan
Ingles.  She wanted to die.  The afternoon could not possibly get any
worse. Like Trang, she went through the motions mechanically.

   She had been wrong about things not getting any worse.  With fresh geek
cum dripping from her cunt and her chin as Fats and Dylan rejoined the
others, she could not believe it as Ben stepped up to her seconds after
Fats and Dylan were done and told her that she was a bitch.  Short, pudgy,
mild-mannered Ben Hanson dared speak to her like that, in front of a
roomful of geeks and nerds and in front of her boyfriend whom she'd
normally have told to beat him up, and who would normally had cut him to
bits with his sharp tongue and belittled him better than she'd ever manage
to do.  Her eyes flashing with anger, she opened her mouth to retort but
Ben cut her off.

   "Crawl over here on your hands and knees and sniff my balls like the
bitch dog that you are," he ordered, voicing what he'd thought hundreds of
times when she'd humiliated and insulted him in front of his classmates but
had never found the courage to say.

   Molly glanced out of habit at Nick, who had finished with Trang and had
rejoined the others.  She could not believe his smug, satisfied smile as he
looked back at her.  She crawled over to Ben.

   "Now lick my balls like a bitch dog," Ben ordered, relieved and shocked
that she was obeying him, and truthfully, surprised at his own courage and
vulgarity.  It was too bad that Cory wasn't in the room.  Cory would have
been proud of him.  Having gotten caught up in the hostility and anger that
had filled the room just as it had filled with lust and the sour stench of
boy sweat and the musky aroma of fresh semen, he'd spoken before he'd
thought, something that was totally out of character.  Delighting in the
unfamiliar authority and in her humiliation after years of being humiliated
by her, and relieved that she had not defied him, he looked down at her
triumphantly as she ran her tongue over his dangling balls.  Aware he was
being watched by the others who were just as surprised at his
uncharacteristic boldness as they were at Molly's subservience, he told her
to stick her ass up in the air and wiggle it and to bark like a bitch in
heat.

   In total shock over Ben's behaviour and her mind already a mess after
the humiliation and debasement she'd been through and the surprising turn
of events with Nick, Molly raised her ass, her beautiful, compact ass that
she knew was her greatest asset and that every boy in junior high school
lusted over, and she barked.  Her face turned crimson with anger and
embarrassment as the nerds watching her snickered.  It turned purple as Ben
stepped up behind her and took her from behind.  Encouraged by Ben's
behaviour, and inspired by his boldness, Peter stepped up to her and
wagging his stiff cock in her face told her that he had a bone for her and
to lick it.  To his delight, and the amusement of those watching, Molly
obediently stuck out her tongue and began to lick it from base to tip.  As
she swirled her tongue about the knob, the horny thirteen-year-old began to
leak pre-cum, which he ordered her to lap up.  As he watched her do so it
was only with extreme effort that he didn't cum in her face right then and
there.  He owed Ben and Cory big time for this afternoon!

   Wilbur and Dwayne approached Trang, who was lying on the bed in as much
a daze as Molly was.  She mindlessly spread her legs as Dwayne pushed
between them, and she mechanically went down on Wilbur.  After all she had
been through, what were two more nerds?  Her cunt filled with geek cum and
by then having lost track of how many times she'd had her mouth filled with
geek juice, she went through the motions like a thirteen-year-old whore. 
She was barely conscious of the two boys going off.

   "Oh man, I can't believe this afternoon!" sighed Dwayne as the boys
finally gathered in the lobby again.  "This is one afternoon I'm never
going to forget." There was not a boy in the room who didn't feel exactly
the same way.

   "And the best part, this is just the beginning," observed Cory who had
joined them.

   "Just the beginning?"

   "What do you mean?"

   "After today, if any one of you want to totally make out with Molly or
Trang, you just have to say and they'll put out whenever and wherever you
want."

   That was every junior high boy's dream.  Why the two girls would do so
for the likes of the eight of them they had no idea, but if Cory said it
was so then they believed it.  After all, he had made this afternoon
possible.  Cory smiled knowingly and glanced up at Billy.  Molly and Trang
were going to do whatever they said after they showed them the film they'd
just made of them getting it on with their classmates and threatened to
send a copy to their parents.

   Arranging for Juan to transport the boys back to their homes, Billy had
Cory and Nick stay behind.  "You know, dude, that bitch in there was pretty
cruel to you this afternoon," he said, looking at Nick.  Nick shrugged. 
"Really, she's got one temper and a hell of a cutting tongue.  If there's
anything special you'd like to do to her, or you'd like us to make her do,
just say."

   "No.  Nothing." Nick was just as surprised and shocked by the events of
the afternoon as were Molly and Trang.

   "Well, I think we've had enough for today.  You want to give her any
last words before we take her and Trang home?"

   Nick shook his head.  He'd probably think of a lot of things later, but
at the moment, he couldn't think of a thing.  Heading back toward the room
where they'd left the two girls, Billy, Cory and Nick stepped into the
adjoining room to tell Eli and Callie, who'd witnessed the afternoon and
helped film it, they were leaving, and for Cory to pick up his headband
where he'd forgotten it, having removed it after he'd found he had no need
of it to encourage the action that afternoon, and nobody needing a headband
to tell the feelings of everyone in the bedroom.  They glanced through the
large one-way mirror between the two rooms.  Molly and Trang were dressed
again, and sitting there dejectedly on the bed.  Eli was still filming them
and the hidden mic was turned on.

   "I can't believe what happened," Trang observed in a whisper, her voice
trembling with shock and humiliation, her mouth foul with the taste of cock
and teenage cum.

   "It was worse than the worst nightmare I've ever had," Molly observed.
Her pussy felt so stretched and raw.

   "I feel dirty all over." Trang shifted uncomfortably, certain her pussy
and her asshole were leaking cum.

   "Me too."

   "I'm sorry about you and Nick having a big fight," she said, unable to
get out of her mind the fact Molly's boyfriend had had sex with her.

   "He's a loser, like the rest of those nerds and geeks."

   "I was surprised he was with them."

   "Nick is full of surprises, and secrets."

   "Did you really smoke grass with him?"

   "Yeah.  We tried it," Molly confessed.  She thought for a moment.  Of
all the things that had happened that afternoon, that he'd had sex with her
best friend, and had revealed her deepest secrets, hurt the most.  "He's so
lucky I didn't tell his biggest secret."

   "There's more?"

   "Oh yeah." Molly stared at the floor.  Why not?  After all she'd gone
through, and him choosing Trang over her and not doing anything to help
her. "Nick was molested by his uncle when he was five years old."

   "Oh no!  That's terrible."

   "But that's not the big secret," Molly continued with a look of pure
evil.  "The big secret he revealed to me was that he liked it.  He liked it
a lot."

   ********

   Thanks to Caroline for suggesting Billy invite the boys Molly and Trang
have been teasing to watch and join them in making a porno video, and to
Ben for suggesting the exchange between Nick and Molly.  This story arc
concludes in Part 51.  What else would you like to see happen?  What
further fun and havoc can Cory create with his growing awareness of the
power of his great-grandfather's headband?  Have you ever had someone you
hated and wanted to get even with?  Email me your idea and I'll write it as
part of this story and if you wish add you as one of the characters. 
Anything goes, the hotter and more perverted the better, except I don't
write snuff and torture of kids and anything involving player characters
will need their collaboration.  Non player characters available for your
amusement and abuse include the Gilles family, Vice Principal Stewart
Millburne, Baptist Pastor Winthrop and his family, Kenneth Ballard and his
mother, Father Henry, Calvin Cosher and his daughter Stacey, the WCHS gang,
the 14 RGAB soccer players and their families, the cops Eric O'Malley and
Mike Polanski, and Anton's RGAB classmates.  Player characters created by
readers so far are Dominic, Terry, Anthony, Bob, Billy Dean, Ben Hanson,
Jacob Schuller, Benji Gilles and Callie Dean with a supporting cast of
Jonah, Lane and Spence, Nicole Halder, Molly, Trang and Ashley, Nick
Dawson, Nat and Darien Wilson, Emma and Elijah Dean, Aunt Rosa and Uncle
Rafael, Juanita, Luther, and Lucy, Ramon Carlos, and of course Lad, Rocky,
Shep, Dobe and the star of the series, Cory Wilson.

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