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Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 00

By: mondotoken



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. 

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Humbert trudged about the library in a bad mood stacking the errant books on his cart that had been left behind by the inconsiderate students of Maplewood High School. The thin, lanky nerd was in his last year of high school and worked the closing shift of the library. It was one of two jobs the teen had been working to save up for a trip out of state to a comic book convention on the west coast. There were rumors that scenes from the new avenger's movie would be displayed in one of the panels. He was finally going to enter the big cosplay convention as one of his favorite comic strip characters; Dilbert. He was sure he would be a shoe-In for the 250.00 prize.

Humbert's thoughts were interrupted by loud laughter and constant chatter.

The nerd turned his attention towards a long table near the back window where two very attractive women sat. He immediately recognized the head cheerleader Melissa and her BFF Leslie. A chill ran up the teen's back as he realized the women were looking directly in his direction.

Melissa a.k.a Red as she was known for her wild mane of red hair was feared across campus because of her explosive temper, martial arts prowess and the fact that she was the sheriff's daughter. She had been in at least ten fights this year with both boys and girls. It was known that several lawsuits had been averted by her father and that she could do no wrong in his eyes. Red seemed to operate with impunity in the very small town of Maplewood. 

Leslie was an impossibly stacked brunette endorsed everything her friend did with unwavering loyalty. She was known to be indifferent towards all of the guys at school who endlessly chased after her in futile attempts to bed the elusive beauty. There were rumors that Leslie and Red were lovers, but no one took these stories seriously. Leslie had a perfect hour glass figure and was just a shade less attractive than Red. 

Humbert noticed that Red was waving him over with a wide grin on her face.

"What?" Humbert was confused because he had been a classmate with the girls for the past three years and they'd never noticed him before. He found his pulse quickening as he slowly approached the two women.

"Yeah?" He asked coming to a stop a few feet in front of the table they were seated at. He felt anxious and like he was on display for the undisputed queens of Maplewood High.

"Hey...You're a virgin right?" Red asked plainly.

"What?" He was flabbergasted at the question. She hadn't even the decency to acknowledge that she knew his name. 

"You're a fucking virgin aren't you dim bulb?" She asked again as Leslie started snickering.

"No!!!" Humbert blurted out embarrassed as both girls exploded in witch like cackling. After a few moments Red composed herself and regarded the nervous teen in front of her that was beginning to visibly sweat under their intense scrutiny.

"Now who lost their mind and actually fucked you?" Red asked before breaking into laughter with her friend. Humbert found himself growing angry and he clenched his fists to keep from yelling.

"Stop fucking with him Red." Leslie laughed her large breasts shaking under the beige sleeveless t-shirt she was wearing. Leslie's tits were so large on her thin frame that she had actually cut a V-neck into the material to be able to slide the fabric over her head.

"I'm not doing anything to this puss. He's standing here telling us that somebody has actually fucked him." Red laughed.

"Oh come on Red, stop fucking with the boy. You know he's a fag." Leslie laughed.

Humbert lost it at this point and slammed his small fists on the tabletop startling the two women.

"FUCK YOU BOTH!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs before stalking off back towards the front counter.

Red and Leslie stared after him in complete silence.

Humbert began to put away the countless books and DVDs that his co-workers and peers had left behind. He had begun to feel really good about himself for putting the two hottest girls in school in their rightful place. The library had thinned out as he worked and he would soon be announcing the imminent building closing over the p.a. system.

Then he noticed it.

Red and Leslie were still at the table sitting in silence with their I-Phones and tapping away on their personal devices. He noticed Red intermittently glancing in his direction. Humbert shrugged it off as he picked up the phone at the front counter and made the announcement over the p.a. system. The few students remaining in the library trudged up to the counter and checked out of the library.

Leslie and Red slowly got up and casually approached the counter. Humbert couldn't help but be awed at the appearance of these two women. Actually walking side by side he noticed the extreme difference in bust size between the two girls. Red was almost flat chested a perky set of B-Cups encased in a black wife beater with a Slayer logo emblazoned on the chest. He took notice of the wide, curvy hips in form fitting leggings with a blue jean print that ended at her studded cowboy boots.

By the time he looked over at Leslie's more rounded "black girl" hips wrapped tightly in a jean miniskirt with her matching boots like her BFF, the girls were at the front counter looking him directly in the eye.

"What do you two want?" He questioned unconsciously controlling his tone.

Both of the girls had a rather contrite expression on their faces as Leslie began to speak.

"Hey man we just wanted to apologize for being total dicks earlier." Leslie leaned forward a bit scanning Humbert's eyes for any reaction.

"Yeah, we were so fucking out of line dude." Red added.

"Oh, it's okay guys. You were just teasing me a bit." Humbert felt his heart soften.

Leslie suddenly reached down and pulled the helm of her t-shirt up causing her large, fat pendulous breasts to fall free literally hitting the cold counter top. Her rather large areolas were puffy and the pencil eraser sized nipples were fully erect.

"That's teasing you dork." Red laughed and before Humbert could respond; her fist was flying at Mach speed across the counter and colliding with his large nose smashing it against his face.

Humbert found himself being hurled back into a stack of books and DVDS knocking them over with the impact of his toppling body. He was completely dazed and tried to recover himself as he noticed with horror that Red was hopping over the counter like a cowboy jumping off of a horse. 

"Fuck!!" He cried out as the redhead took three large steps closing the distance between them and planting her heeled boot into his chest with enough impact to send his head into the tiled floor.

Before he knew what was happening, Red had ripped the library keychain from his belt and tossed it to Leslie who ran to the library doors and locked the building. Red immobilized Humbert with both of her knees in the small of his back as he struggled to toss the girl off. She was kneeling upright on the back of the nerd as he screamed and flailed about.

Leslie joined her friend behind the counter and ran to the wall switching off most of the lights in the library. 

Red had leaned forward on top of the prone teen and mercilessly pounded away at his ribs while screaming into his ear with every thrust of her fist.

"Where's the fucking tape?!!" She screamed.

"What?!! Ooww!! I don't know what you're talking about!! Get the fuck off me!!" Red balled her fist up around Humbert's ear and whispered quite plainly..."The surveillance tapes douche. I saw the cameras on the wall bitch." She followed this up with two more punches to his ribs.

"It's under the counter... [Punch]...On the bottom shelf!!" Humbert cried out. He heard Leslie rummage through the magazines on the bottom shelf.

"Got it!!" She yelled as she popped the VHS tape out with a sigh of relief.

"Hey babe you were absolutely right about the school being too cheap to have an updated security system." Leslie leaned against the counter weighing the tape cassette in her small hand.

"Okay!!! Just take the money and leave!!" Humbert cried out as Red dug her knees into his back.

"Hey asshole, we're not thieves!!" Red slapped her palm against the back of his scrawny neck and then followed her actions up by raking her nails across his tender flesh causing the nerd to yelp.

"Oowww!! What the FUCK do you FUCKING WANT?!!" Humbert screamed!!

Red slowly got off the frightened teen and stood back as he turned over into a sitting position and looked up at his two captors.

"Do you think we're pretty?" Red asked battling her eyelashes for effect and smiling innocently.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS?!!" Humbert yelled.

Red suddenly launched her foot into his chin in a punting motion nearly knocking the teen unconscious. Humbert hiccupped on his blood and struggled to catch his breath as Red used her foot to right him into a sitting position once more.

"Do you think we're pretty?" She asked politely again.

Humbert nodded his head and gurgled out half whispering "Yes." He began to shake uncontrollably as both women cracked smiles that soon became wide grins.

"Good boy." Leslie encouraged as Red seemed to turn her attention to the rows and rows of books stocked in the rear of the store. She wandered further away as Humbert turned his attention to Leslie.

"Well, what have you got to say for yourself?" Leslie asked

"W-What?" Humbert's eyes briefly looked over at Red as she knocked a few books to the floor. 

"Where do you get off talking to us like you did asshole?" Leslie questioned the nervous teen whose eyes continued to wander over to the redhead peering at him from the opposite side of the rows of shelves in the back area. She was slowly moving back towards him with a serene smile on her face.

"I-I'm very sorry." Humbert apologized still shivering.

"And you should be shit bird. You-my friend are the weak and me and Leslie, well we are the strong. You don't get to have a feel good moment with us. You "really" shouldn't try to stand up to bullies Hum-Bert." Red taunted him from behind the aisle peering down at him like an animal.

"This ain't a fucking movie Hum-Bert ...and you don't get to have a happy ending douche." Leslie added.

"Look I'm so sorry for uh, being out of line." He stammered.

"And you should be nerd boy, because now you're going to have to pay the piper." Red tipped over a few more books that landed near the frightened teen.

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want-I want you to get your bony ass up off the floor and try to act like a REAL MAN." Red had made it back and stood less than a foot away watching her victim slowly gather himself and stand before her.

"Hey one question Hum-Bert."

"Yeah?"

"Which one of us is prettier?" Leslie asked. He looked from one girl to the other unsure of how to answer. Red was the more attractive of the two face wise with an oval shape to her features, intense almost luminescent green eyes and full pouty lips. She had a small smattering of freckles across her cheeks and thin nose. Leslie had strong slightly masculine features with piercing hazel hues eyes, somewhat prominent nose and thin lips. For some reason, Humbert noticed Leslie's strong eyebrows that looked almost penciled on and gave Leslie a predatory look all her own.

"Well, what's your answer?" Leslie had her arms folded across her large chest as she waited for an answer.

"Uh, you're both equally beautiful."

He was immediately slapped hard by Red as Leslie shook her head with a grin.

"No, no, no ...Now Humbert, you shouldn't lie to us because everybody knows that Red is the prettiest girl on campus. Fuck, she's the prettiest girl in town dinkleberry."

"S-Sorry." He apologized looking down at his feet. Red reached out causing the teen to flinch. 

"Relax bitch. We're just talking now." She assured. 

"Okay Melissa." He realized his mistake just as the words left his mouth and received another devastating punch to his right eye. He doubled over cradling his eye with his hands. Red followed this action by launching another kick into the nerd's temple sending him to the floor on his side.

"Don't you ever say my name again you fucking piece of shit!!" 

Humbert's sobbing filled the empty, dark library echoing off the walls. Leslie and Red shot each other satisfied glances as they watched Humbert wallow in self-pity and shame.

"GET UP!!" Red snapped at her victim.

He managed to pull himself up to his feet.

"We're going to ask you one more question before we punish you Hum-Bert." Leslie laughed.

"You better not fucking lie to us this time shit bird." Red warned.

"Uh, okay."

He was shocked as both girls suddenly removed their shirts baring their breasts. His mind was doing flip flops as he stared first at Leslie's luscious tits, slightly sun baked tan mountains topped with the afore mentioned puffy areolas and thick nipples. He didn't know why this was happening to him as he looked over at Red's small, cute alabaster tits jutting out perfectly from her chest topped with small dime sized pinkish areola and pert nipples.

Both girls were smiling from ear to ear at his confusion and apparent arousal as his khaki cargo pants were tented by his erection.

"Which one of us has the biggest tits?" Leslie asked.

"Uh, well... I uh can't." He fumbled for words as the sweat beaded up on his forehead. 

"It's not a trick question. Now answer the question bitch." Red yelled, annoyed at his hesitation.

"Leslie."

Leslie folded one of her arms across her massive chest and slapped the nerd hard across the face while Red laughed remaining bare chested.

"Pervert!" Red continued laughing as Leslie pulled her shirt back on.

"Okay dick weed...We want to see your cock." Leslie ordered.

"Yeah, while we were waiting to kick your ass, my girl here bet me that you had a small little pinky sized dick." Red remained bare chested seemingly non-pulsed by her topless state.

Humbert fumbled with the belt to pants slowly undoing the belt and sliding his khakis down with his boxers to reveal his slightly above average blessing. He didn't want to risk angering the girls again.

"Well, well, well Hum-Bert. What a nice long cock you have there." Red eyes widened at the sight of his semi-erect member.

"Pull those pants down further. As a matter of fact, take 'em all the fucking way off." She ordered.

He complied letting his pants slide to the floor and kicking them off to stand completely bottomless in front of the two girls.

"Looks like he likes you Leslie." Red taunted her friend who looked seriously annoyed.

"You're the one standing here with your tits out."

"Yeah, but he's been burning a hole in your chubby tits all day bitch." Red countered. 

"Fuck you Red." Leslie actually looked disgusted and turned her head away from Humbert.

"Hey asshole, which one of us would you rather fuck?" 

"Please." He begged knowing that there probably was no right answer to this question.

"Which one of us would you rather fuck?!!"

"Leslie." His head swung down towards the floor as he tensed up expecting a blow.

Leslie immediately responded by kicking him in the balls. Humbert screamed in pain sure that his testicles had been smashed to oblivion. Red whispered in her friend's ear staring down at their victim. Both girls bumped fists and smiled to each other.

"On your feet." She ordered.

"PLEASE, I'VE HAD ENOUGH!! PLEASE STOP HURTING ME!!!" 

"Get-the-FUCK-up...RIGHT NOW!!!" He managed to get to his feet with help from the doorway to the back room.

"Now, I want you to lean up against that wall and shut the fuck up Hum-Bert. If you make even one peep, we'll spend the rest of the night taking turns kicking you in balls until they fall off and roll across the got-damn floor." Red's tone and intent were crystal clear.

Humbert complied leaning against the door frame causing his shriveled penis to jut outward towards the girls.

"You got five minutes bitch." Leslie said looking at her watch.

Humbert was astonished to say the least as the redhead kneeled in front of him staring directly at his cock. He began to tremble again as she brought her face closer to his cock seemingly examining it.

Red suddenly took it into her mouth in one voracious gulp and began giving Humbert an extremely sloppy blow job...no hands using only her neck and hips to swivel about on his meat. Leslie stared at her watch and looked bored while her BFF was working over the lanky nerd's cock with wild fervor and lustful hunger.

Saliva and precum began to run from her mouth in disgusting webs soiling her chest and dripping onto the floor. Humbert did his best to be silent but a few moans began to escape his lips.

"You are such a whore." Leslie was definitely disgusted.

Humbert could feel himself getting ready to cum but he didn't know if he should tell or signal Red somehow. She was really getting into the blowjob and had begun massaging his balls and lightly jerking his vein crossed cock with savage efficiency.

"One minute Red." Leslie checked her watch again. He didn't know why the brunette bombshell was calling time on his blowjob, but he knew it couldn't be good news for him.

Red began violently jerking his cock and licking the fat mushroom head of his organ and his hips started to involuntarily respond humping into the girl's plump, wet lips.

He was about to cum...

"Time!" Leslie yelled with a smile on her face as Red completely stopped blowing him and jumped to her feet directing her anger towards her friend.

"YOU CHEATED BITCH!!!" Red yelled at the top of her lungs and Humbert even thought that the women would come to blows.

"You know the rules cunt!! If you forfeit, that lovely car of yours is all mine!" Leslie waved her finger in front of her BFF'S freckled face.

The redhead turned her attention to Humbert, rage reading across her face as she began a slow boil. Red suddenly kicked off her boots and hooked her thumbs into her leggings drawing them down to reveal her perfect legs. She completely removed them kicking them over towards his own discarded pants. Now Red stood before him in what appeared to be an extremely small pair of black bikini panties that were so tight they appeared to be painted onto her body.

"Don't say one word...Not one fucking word dickwad."

Humbert watched in amazement as Red got down on all fours and turned her perfect tear drop shaped butt towards him. She casually reached back with one hand pulling her panties to the side.

"Fuck my ass nerd." Red ordered.

Humbert didn't know what to make of the situation as Leslie grinned and motioned for him to comply with Red's order.

"GET THE FUCK OVER HERE!!" He jumped and ran to the kneeling woman looking down at the perfect heart shaped ass before him. He grasped her small waist but immediately took his hands away not knowing if she preferred to be taken in that manner. His hands briefly grasped her juicy, narrow buttocks.

"Squat down and stick the head of your cock inside my asshole. I'll take it from there fucker."

He pressed his cockhead against the cleft of her buoyant ass cheeks running his cock along the crevice for a few seconds and luxuriating in the soft, slightly sweaty pale skin. Red's manicured and delicate fingers reached back drawing one of her cheeks apart exposing her brown eye. Humbert's breathing intensified as he gingerly poked the very tip of his penis against the crinkly brown star.

He glanced towards Leslie noticing that her level of interest had changed considerably. He could see her massive chest heaving and her nostrils seemed to be flaring.

Red surprised him by slamming her butt backwards and taking his complete length in one urgent motion.


Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 00



"FUUUCK!!" Red moaned as she began fucking herself on Humbert's engorged cock, pulling herself slowly forward only to ram herself back as hard as she could. He watched her pale, white butt slide along the length of his cock and began to fidget a little wanting to grab her curvy hips and drive his prick into her asshole with all he had.

"How's about a little help Hum-Bert?" Red wiggled her bubble butt on his cock for emphasis. She had this way of twerking at the hips that put pressure on his cock from just below the head of his penis in a massaging motion. He couldn't help himself as he dug his fingers into the widest part of her fleshy hips and started ramming himself home as hard as he could.

"YEEEAHH!! That's EXACTLY what the FUUUUCK I'm talking about HUUUM-BERT!!" Red encouraged as she continued pounding herself backward into his pelvis.

Leslie had begun sweating profusely and fondling one of her tits through the material of her t-shirt.

"Pull my hair HHUUUM-BERT!!" Red was in ecstasy as the nerd began bottoming out in her asshole in a herky jerky motion. He had all but forgotten the copious abuse heaped on him by these two cheerleaders as he grabbed a fistful of Red's wild mane twisting it around his fist and pumping even harder.

"OOOHHH!!! OH FUCK!!! OOOOHH!!! FUUUCK ME YOU BITCH!!! WRECK MY TIGHT ASSHOLE WITH YOUR COCK!!! Red had started to orgasm and was beginning to violently shake and sob. Tears had begun to ruin her carefully applied mascara.

Leslie at this point was openly fingering herself in tandem to the debauched sight in front of her. One of her hands was on an exposed breast rolling the nipple and the horny girl had pulled up the front of her skirt, yanked her panties aside to rub her clit with abandon.

"OOOOH FUUUCK!!! I'M GONNA CUUUUM!! I'M GONNA CUM ON THIS NERD'S COCK!!!" Red had raised her upper torso up and was basically standing on her knees pounding herself into Humbert and shaking even more violently.

Leslie had shoved three fingers inside her shaved cunt and was finger banging herself in tandem with the fucking occurring in front of her. Her brown locks were matted to her head and drenched in sweat.

Red collapsed on her taunt, toned belly taking the lanky teen with her to the tiled floor. Humbert flopped around on top of the redhead driving his cock into her as hard as he could. He began trembling and jerking on top of this beautiful wild creature beneath him, his climax fast approaching.

"I'm gonna cum." He half whispered into her ear, his speech slurred and drool running from his mouth onto her cheek.

"Cum motherfucker...Cum in my fuckin' AAAASSSHHOOOLE!!!" The orgasm finally claimed the teen and she began vibrating and shaking like a woman possessed. 

"FUUUCKK!!" Humbert began filling the redhead's rectum to capacity with his semen, some of it spouting out of her juicy ass and blanketing her cheeks.

He sat back on his haunches and jerked the rest of his seed onto the delectable derriere of his former tormentor before collapsing into a sitting position on his naked ass.

Red was motionless on the floor face down in a pool of her own bodily fluids and intermingled sweat.

Humbert sat breathing heavily, his bruised features still smarting and his spent cock feeling like it had been put inside a blender. His chest was raw and he could barely move. 

"Please."

He looked over to find Leslie staring at him with a forlorn look in her eyes. Her fingers were still frantically working on her pussy as she looked to be on the verge of tears.

"Please help me, I can't cum." Leslie pleaded, her chest heaving as she continued rubbing on her clit.

"Wh-What do you want me to do?" He asked.

"Eat me." Leslie breathed as she grabbed a handful of his hair driving his face into her exposed crotch. Humbert began to lap along the puffy shaved lips of her vagina sticking his tongue in after a few moments. Leslie tightened her grip on his head digging her nails into his scalp.

"UH-UH, LICK MY CLIT ...HARDER!!" She cried as his movements began to affect the young woman. He began to use his tongue like a scoop dipping between her lower lips and rolling across her button.

"Fuck." Leslie whispered and began humping her voluptuous hips against the nerd's wet face. He couldn't believe this was happening to him as he had worked his chin deeper into her crotch and started jerking his head from side to side causing more pressure to be placed on Leslie's clit.

"OOoooh." She whispered radically different from Red who had begun to stir on the floor. Red was like a wild animal screaming and thrashing about whereas Leslie seemed to always be holding something inside hidden away. 

Leslie leaned back against the counter lovingly cradling the back of Humbert's head with one hand and fondling her tit with the other. She squeezed her eyes shut as she rolled her engorged nipple.

"Oh yeah baby, that's so fucking good. Lick my pussy clean fag." Her lust filled words stung a bit, but he was determined to get the stacked cheerleader off.

"Suck that dirty pussy; lick me like you lick your mother you douche." Leslie continued lost in euphoria. Humbert rankled at the insults attempting to draw his head away from the teen's vagina.

"Now, now now pencil dick." Leslie cautioned humping herself onto his tongue somewhat rougher. Red was laying on her stomach with a satisfied smile. Humbert chaffed at the insults, but went into survival mode and reached up cupping Leslie's juicy black girl type ass; kneading her cheeks.

Leslie violently shoved him away with her foot sending the nerd tumbling.

"ASSHOLE!!! DON'T YOU EVER TOUCH ME!!!" Leslie shrieked at the top of lungs like a banshee. She appeared to be in a fit of disgust shaking and trembling, running her hands through her brown locks.

"I'M REALLY SORRY LESLIE!! I DIDN'T MEAN ANYTHING BY IT!!" He pleaded looking towards Red who was snapped out of her post orgasmic phase, her features returning to their normal angry countenance. 

Leslie looked as if she would burst into tears at any moment. She seemed to have truly been disgusted by his touch. The tears began to slowly run down her cheeks mixed with her own mascara. Red had managed to get to her feet and cradled her BFF in her arms. The women talked in a whisper for a few moments before turning their attention to Humbert.

"I'm really sorry." He half pleaded not knowing what to make of the developing situation.

"Hey it's alright Hum-Bert. You just got caught up right?" Red grinned in his direction.

"Yeah."

"I mean look at her [Motioning towards Leslie.]. Who wouldn't want to fuck the hell out of all that right?" Leslie was still averting her eyes away from Humbert.

"Yeah."

"Humbert...Do you want to fuck Leslie right now?" Red asked the floored teen.

"I don't think that would be a good idea Red." He attempted to take Leslie's feelings into consideration.

Red responded by slapping him hard across the face.

"I DIDN'T ASK YOU WHAT YOU THINK!! I ASKED YOU IF YOU WANTED SOME OF HER GOOD PUSSY YOU BALL-LESS CUNT!!" Red raged as he cowered on the tiled floor.

He glanced over at Leslie and was shocked to see her stripping off her shirt and shimmying out of her mini skirt revealing a light blue pair of panties. Her tanned, toned thighs caused an instant rock-hard erection. She seemed to have a slightly bronzed tint to her complexion and appeared as a sculpted goddess... He was in awe of the woman before him.

"Are you gonna fuck me Hum-Bert?" she asked cupping her small hands under her breasts and continuously rolling her nipples.

"Well, I'd like to if you'd let me."

"Well, uhm okay Humbert. But you'll have to do it my way of course." Leslie had stopped trembling and he could swear the beginnings of a smile were reading across her thin lips.

"You wouldn't have a problem with that, would you boy?" Red chimed in with an inviting smile of her own.

"Uh, no I don't think so."

Both girls suddenly clapped and simultaneously yelled "Hoo-Ray!!" Humbert felt a twinge of apprehension really not knowing what he was getting himself into. Before he could consider it further, Red had wrapped her arms around him and began passionately kissing him and softly stroking his cock.

Before long the confused teen found himself spooning with Red in an intense exchange not knowing what would come next. He was determined to just get it over with and boiling over with conflicted emotion. These women had repeatedly assaulted him and Red had given her juicy ass to him. 

He'd lost his virginity to one of the meanest bitches in Maplewood county and now, he was about to fuck one of the most unobtainable women in his high school.

How weird was that? Humbert thought as Red pressed her lovely lips onto his and worked her tongue into his mouth. She seemed to be insatiable when aroused and was pressing her hot body against his forcing him onto his back. 

Leslie was suddenly hovering over him mere inches from his face, her slightly pendulous breasts just aching for his touch. She stared intently into his eyes with a look that was one part curiosity, two parts predator. 

"You're so pretty." Leslie complimented him following her words up with an extremely light peck on the lips. He could feel Leslie's fingers around his cock in tandem with her friend's own skilled digits. He moaned and humped up into their hands desperately trying to get himself off.

"You're a pretty little bitch." Leslie casually taunted bringing her lips close to his and kissing her BFF at the last moment. Humbert watched as the two girls made out while softly stroking his cock enough to keep him on the verge of climax, denying him the chance to cum.

He could feel both girls' breasts rubbing up against his own chest as they continued to make out over him. Red continued to stroke his penis while Leslie fondled his balls. Her finger occasionally drifted near his brown eye and he would squirm from the sensation.

He began to notice that one of the girl's hands seemed to linger and press against his asshole.

"Hey, what are you doing down there?" Humbert began to feel threatened as he twitched involuntarily when he felt a finger push against his brown eye.

"Sssshhh baby, just chill the fuck out because you're gonna love this." Red cautioned with her trademark snarl. He began to move about none the less as Red and Leslie became a little more forceful in pinning him down.

"What the fuck are you guys doing?!!" He continued to panic when he felt the finger breach his asshole and twirl about.

"Oh so you're going to make trouble again?" Red accused as she straddled his chest pinning him down under her nude body.

"Stop moving around douche!! He realized that Leslie was the culprit assaulting his back door feeling a second finger breach his ass. Leslie slowly began to move her fingers in and out of him with a rising cadence of activity.

"Humbert, you need to relax. Struggling is only gonna make it worse." Red warned as he squawked at the sensation of a third finger in his anus.

"No ...don't do this!" He begged as the raw burning sensation in his ass increased exponentially. Red mashed her hand over his mouth and started violently working his cock over like she wanted to jerk it off.

"But you said we could. You agreed to this!"

"No!! I didn't agree to this!" Humbert pleaded.

"Yes-you did Humbert. You "said" you would do it Leslie's way and now you want to go back on your word."

"I didn't know she was going to mess with my butt Red."

"You didn't ask Hum-Bert." She unexpectedly rose and stepped to the side allowing the teen to finally sit up. Leslie had already removed her fingers from his anus and was slowly rising as well.

Both girls just stared at him in silence, seemingly doing a slow burn.

"I didn't know...I DIDN'T KNOW!!" He snatched up his pants but didn't put them on. He just held them in front of him staring back at the cheerleaders.

"I didn't know you were going to rape me either Hum-Bert." Red folded her arms across her small bust, still naked as the day she was born.

"WHAT?!!"

"You locked yourself in here with us and forced us to strip, and then you fucked my ass raw as I-uh, begged for my life." Red said casually. 

"THAT'S NOT WHAT HAPPENED!!"

"Yeah it did baby. You raped the fuck out of Melissa. I saw the way you took her like an animal!! You tore her asshole up with that "big cock" of yours shit stain!!" Leslie added to the emerging story.

"Why'd you rape me Humbert Jenkins of 2345 Oak Street?" Fear began to claim him as he realized that Red knew exactly where he lived. He began to hyper ventilate and tremble.

"You fucking pervert!! YOU RAPED MY BEST FRIEND!!" Leslie suddenly shouted jarring the teen even further.

"I'll never be the same again Humbert Jenkins. What if somebody did that to your mother Hum-Bert ...What if somebody fucked Laura Jenkins up her old, tired asshole?" Red laughed as the nerd dropped to his knees holding his head.

"You know Melissa's dad is the sheriff of Maplewood Hum-Bert." Leslie reminded him.

"My daddy loves me Humbert."

"Please." He whispered.

"My daddy worships the ground I walk on bitch. Daddy's gonna flip when he finds out how you ASSAULTED me HUM-BERT." Red taunted the shrinking nerd.

"Oh yeah, he's probably gonna BLOW YOUR UGLY HEAD OFF with his twelve gauge." Leslie laughed as tears ran down Humbert's cheeks in torrents. He was defeated and he knew it.

"I watch that CSI show and I know that after I go to the hospital and get a rape kit done...Well, you're so fucked when they get all that incriminating cum out of my gaped asshole. Know what I'm talking about Humbert? They call that shit, uhm DNA! Right Humbert?" Red dropped her hands from her chest and stood there looking down at her victim with her hands on her hips.

"You're gonna wish that two hotties were pegging your corn hole when your cell mate's BIG, BLACK COCK SHOOTS RIGHT UP YOUR ASSHOLE HUM-BERT!!" Leslie was really getting into the scenario.

Humbert fell forward on his hands sobbing openly as the girls stopped taunting him and watched amused as he cried his eyes out.

"Please, forgive me...Forgive me for going back on my word and breaking my promise." 

The two cheerleaders stood there taking it all in as their victim sobbed at their feet.

"Hey, hey bitch... [He looks up at Red.] It ain't the end of the world."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah baby, you can keep your promise and then, well this all goes away Humbert." Red assured him.

"Yeah, it's not even gonna hurt that much either." Leslie tried to sound positive.

"Really?" His words were slightly slurred from sniffling and crying.

"Yeah. We're going to be real gentle and treat you like a little princess Humbert."

Leslie had her purse on the counter and was removing what appeared to be some sort of leather harness that she began strapping around her waist and between her legs. Humbert began shaking in fear and loudly half breathing, half hiccupping. Red lightly ran her fingers through his hair silently getting off on the fear coursing through Humbert's body.

"Hey calm down little guy, I'm going to be here every step of the way."

"Really, you will?" He looked up into her pretty face finding a look of compassion and empathy.

Red directed his attention over to Leslie who was at that moment pulling a long banana shaped dildo from her purse. The stacked hottie actually held it up modeling it before the nerd's wide saucer shaped eyes.

"See, it's not that bad Humbert. You only have to take it until she gets off and trust me, it 'll probably be less than five minutes."

"H-How's she supposed to get off from sticking that "thing" up my butt?" Both girls looked at each other and smiled at his question.

"You see that belt thingie around Leslie's fat hips?"

"Yeah."

"Well in the crotch of that harness is a fitted piece of plastic that rubs up against her clit while she's fucking someone with it and trust me when I say this Humbert...she'll have one mind-fucking-orgasm while she's pegging your tight hole." 

He flinched at the last part of that sentence as he watched Leslie attach the dildo to the crotch of the harness by screwing it into place. She began kneading her large breasts and staring in his direction with a toothsome grin. 

"I-I think it's gonna hurt." He was starting to get visibly nervous as the brunette approached him.

"You're not backing out are you?" The tender inflection in Red's voice started to change a bit.

"Nuh-no...I just think it's gonna hurt. A lot." He was trembling again.

"Now why don't you just let me worry about that Humbert. Turn around on your hands and knees." He complied slowly turning his back and hairy ass towards Leslie. He was shocked when he suddenly found the dildo staring him in the face and looked up at an expectant Leslie.

"I forgot to bring some lube. Could you help me out with this?" Inwardly he was pissed that this cunt actually wanted him to suck the dildo she was going to shove up his ass, but at this point he was just in survival mode. He began sucking on the first five inches of the dildo for a few moments. Leslie grabbed the back of his head and shoved the rest of it into his throat.

"Yeeah bitch, suck my dick...Gag on that cock." She actually sounded like she was getting off on humiliating him. He peered out the corner of his eye to see Red surveying the scene with this incredulous look on her face.

"Don't look at me bitch, look up at her. You look into her fucking eyes when you suck her cock Hum-Bert." He hated the way the two girls intentionally mispronounced his name. He looked up at Leslie who had begun roughly humping his mouth.

Red had begun to pull her leggings on and was checking her phone. She snapped a few pictures with her phone when he wasn't looking. Leslie had begun to gag him and saliva was freely running from his mouth in disgusting webs as choking sounds erupted from his throat. A couple of times she pinched his nose forcing him to open his mouth wider.

"You're a natural cocksucker Humbert. You could give lessons." Leslie complimented as she pulled the soaked toy from his mouth. His jaw was actually sore from sucking on the sex toy. He was extremely nervous as the stacked brunette got behind him and he felt her hands on his hips.

"Hey, hey baby boy. Don't worry cause Red's gonna take care of you." The redhead planted a light kiss on his forehead.

"You-said it's not really gonna hurt that much, right?" He asked again just needing to hear the lie once more. Red reached out and cupped his cheeks in her small hands as he felt Leslie fingers pulling his ass cheeks wide apart with greedy fingers.

"I lied." She said with a quick smile.

There was an audible "pop" as the toy pierced his O Ring.

Humbert screamed at the top of his lungs as the dildo was shoved violently into his rectum with as much force as the cheerleader could manage.

"AAAAHHHHH!!! GET THAT FUCKING THING OUT OF MY ASS!!!" But the brunette would not be swayed as she wildly slammed herself into the lanky teen. Red marveled at the apparent joy of Leslie as she happily watched her friend fuck the dog shit out of the teen.

"FUCK YEAH!!!" Leslie dug her well-manicured nails into the flesh of his waist and steadied herself as she began pounding his ass with strong measured strokes. The plastic nub on her end of the toy was nudged violently into her own clit and she began to fill an orgasm slowly start to build.

"IT FUCKING HURTS SOOO BAAD!!!" He tried to buck the thick teen off, but she positioned herself over him locking herself into place with her muscular thighs.

The scene was starting to get to Red as drool started to run down her lips. She rubbed her cunt through her leggings as Leslie took Humbert froggy style. His cries escalated alarming the redhead out of her stupor and she quickly grasped his wrists looking directly in his tear filled eyes.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 00



"Come on Humbert...Don't give up on us now baby. Just focus on me Humbert. Just look into my eyes baby." She was also kneeling on all fours holding him in place for her partner in crime as he looked terrified into her eyes.

"She's almost there...You're almost across the finish line. Just keep looking into my eyes Humbert."

He couldn't stand the sight of the beautiful redhead anymore and buried his head into the floor and went into survival mode. The toy began to bump into his prostate sending strange sensations through his body and although he tried his best to fight it, he was soon sporting a rock hard erection. Tears ran onto the tiled floor as his body betrayed him." 

"Uh oh, I think he's starting to like it Leslie." Red noticed the tumescence of their victim and reached out stroking it with the tips of her fingers.

"NO!! ...you're making me!" Humbert denied.

"The body doesn't lie nerd boy. You're rock hard from having your shit hole stuffed." Red laughed.

"I-I don't want this!!" He screamed as Leslie continued pumping him with military precision and unadulterated glee. Red had started stroking his cock harder in time with her BFF's thrusts. 

"Cum for us Hum-Bert." Red cooed into his ear following this statement up by nipping his ear with her perfect teeth.

"NO!"

"Don't be a douche, come on and bust that nut for us Humbert." Red continued as she jacked him even harder. Her hand was enhancing the feeling of the dildo slamming against his prostrate and he tried to hump her hand. The girls mistook his motion as an endorsement of their actions. Leslie let go of his hips and watched along with her friend in amusement as the nerd rocked his pelvis back and forth against her plastic cock.

"Yeah fuck that big dick biatch." Leslie laughed as Red got some video on her phone while her friend made silly faces and threw up heavy metal finger signs.

Humbert was huffing, half out of breath and crying. Red sighed loudly annoyed by his actions and reached under his lanky body grasping his cock.

"You're such a drama queen Hum-Bert." She then proceeded to milk numerous ropes of ejaculate onto the tiled floor as he screamed in agony, relief and complete humiliation while the girls laughed.

His asshole was completely gaped, the circumference of a golf ball.

Red snapped a few photos of this as well as Humbert looked over his shoulder at her. He said nothing and simply hung his head defeated as the girls dressed chattering with one another the whole time. He noticed Leslie stuffing the surveillance tape into her purse. He attempted to sit but found it impossible due to the pain. He found blood on his fingertips when he tried to gauge the damage to his sphincter.

"Hey." Red addressed him with a whimsical smile on her face.

"Yes?"

"You want a ride home?" Both of the women stood there waiting for his answer.

"No, I'm okay. Thanks." He looked down at the floor afraid to meet their eyes and completely defeated.

"You're getting a ride Humbert." Red sounded deadly serious.

"Hurry up its two in the fucking morning and we have tryouts tomorrow." Leslie sounded impatient as he slowly pulled his clothes on over his aching body. The cheerleaders casually talked about moderating the cheerleading tryouts while keeping a cautious eye on Humbert. 

Fifteen minutes later, Humbert found himself sitting in the back seat of Red's Camaro as the girls drove him home. Leslie had noticed the bleeding from his rectum and forced the nerd to stuff a butt plug into his anus so that Red's seats wouldn't be stained. 

He just wanted to get home and put this experience behind him...forever.

The girls pulled into a dairy queen and actually bought Humbert a small cheese burger and a soft serve cone. It was like nothing had happened as he listened to them talk about everything from clothing to that teen mom show on MTV.

He considered grabbing the wheel and making the car go off the road.

...But he didn't.

They finally pulled up outside his modest home and Leslie stepped out to let him out of the car.

"Hey Humbert." She called as he sulked out of the car.

"Yes Leslie?" He wouldn't meet her eyes.

"Look at us." Red had jumped out of the car and walked around it to stand in front of the terrified teen. 

"We're cool...right?" It was a probing question.

He looked at both of the girls standing glibly before him waiting for his answer.

"You're not gonna tell on us...right?" Red asked.

"No...No I'm uh, good." He shook his head for emphasis.

"Are you sure? I mean, well I could still drop by the hospital for that rape kit and all Humbert." She rocked back and forth on her heel with a finger in her mouth trying to look cutesy while blackmailing him.

"No Red, I will not be talking about this...ever."

"Uh, okay Humbert. You did stuff to us too and we all three of us know that what "we" did together was all in good fun." Leslie added as they both scanned his face for any signs of betrayal.

"Sure, whatever you guys say."

"It was just experimenting Humbert." Red went to hug him but he flinched. 

"I'll be keeping my cum-stained panties around if you decide to fuck us Hum-Bert." 

"I'm not going to say anything [There was a trace of panic in his voice.]. Hey Red, it never happened so there's nothing to talk about." He even managed a weak smile trying to convince them.

Red cautiously wrapped her arms around him drawing him into a deep hug pressing her athletic body tightly against his.

"Yes it did happen and don't you ever forget it." She whispered in his ear.

Leslie handed him the dildo from her purse. 

"I want you to keep this and at some point in the future I'm going to ask you for it again ...and you'd better have it." Leslie instructed.

"Put it in your pocket!" Red barked causing him to jump and shove the blood stained sex toy into his pants.

He watched the girls get back into their sports car and slowly drive off.

Humbert then projectile vomited in the driveway and sobbed as the lights came on in his home.

"Humbert? Is that you?" His mother called out from the doorway.

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To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.  



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 01



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. 

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Humbert lay in bed starring at the ceiling. His alarm clock had long since stopped ringing. His parents had already gone to work in the early hours of the morning. It had been a week since ...the incident.

Today, he would have to go back to school because he had no choice. Somehow through sheer dumb luck, he had managed to keep his rape under wraps from his parents. He reluctantly rose from bed and noticed some slight blood stains on his sheets. At first he bled quite profusely from his rectum after managing to un-lodge the butt plug that had been shoved into his anus by Leslie. He had set his clock for three in the morning and would get up early to wash his sheets clean.

Humbert had lied to his parents telling them he'd been mugged and picked up by "friends" afterward to explain Red's car driving off into the night. He'd even told them and the Librarian where he worked that his work keys had been stolen to explain the trashed school library.

The Sheriff (Red's Father) had wrote the whole incident off as vandalism but seemed to regard the lanky teen's explanation with some perceived skepticism. Humbert had been extremely nervous when he'd been questioned wondering in the back of his mind if Red had sent her dad to his home as some sort of test.

He felt sick to his stomach every time he thought about the two cheerleaders who had savagely fucked him without mercy and made him cum several times. The girls had even tried to convince him that he was gay while he was dressing telling him that no "straight" man would cum from being taken anally with a strap-on.

"Fucking cunts!!" He suddenly yelled to no one in particular as he sprayed some spot cleaner on the blood stains on his sheets. Exactly twenty-four hours earlier his dad had walked into his room and given him some bullshit token speech about "getting back on the horse" and other shit that sounded like the book it was cribbed from. 

He wanted so bad to tell someone what happened to him, but who would believe that the two most popular girls in Maplewood High had raped him?

No one-No one would believe him and he would be humiliated even further by the cheerleaders. Fuck, he could even go to jail or worse.

He opened his dresser drawer and pulled out the dildo that had been shoved up his ass. There was dried blood on its plastic surface. He abruptly shoved the sex toy back inside the drawer and left the house.

Everything was okay on the bus ride over to the high school, but once he saw it appearing through the window his pulse quickened and be began to perspire. He actually started to hyperventilate a bit before managing to calm down. A few of his friends had become concerned but he explained it away as some bug he'd caught during his absence.

Schools seemed to have gone on just fine in his absence as hand activity as he moved through the crowded halls and retrieved a stack of books from his locker. The entire school was brimming over with excitement and activity due to the fact that the football team had made it to the district playoffs. The last time that had happened had been 1974. There was a party atmosphere in the air and everybody other than Humbert was catching the jovial mood.

As he was preparing to go to class suddenly the strains of Baauar's "Harlem Shake" assaulted his ears and he turned just in time to see the entire cheerleading squad burst into the corridor jumping, tumbling and dancing to the tune. Humbert suddenly found himself surrounding by numerous bouncing girls and seemed to be in the eye of the proverbial tornado. His books were slapped from his hands littering the floor as papers flew everywhere.

"What the fuck?!!" He screamed as he attempted to retrieve his paperwork and books from the floor. He was able to grab a few books, but these too were slapped from his hands again. He turned suddenly finding the school mascot (full costume) in his face. Humbert was thrown to the floor as the larger than life mountain cat mascot crashed into him. Everyone in the hallway laughed as the lanky teen struggled for moments to extricate himself from the kicking school mascot, a large cartoon character. 

As he was gathering himself and his belongings, Humbert felt a hard slap to his rear end which jolted him into a standing position. He looked over his shoulder to find Leslie standing behind him in full blue and white cheerleader regalia. She gave him a sly wink as she followed the rest of the squad down the hallway.

He felt sick to his stomach.

It had to have been only a few moments but he took in everything visual about Leslie. The snug, almost form fitting blue and white cheerleading uniform that almost completely failed at containing her bronzed thighs and the cartoonish manner in which the embroidered letter M was stretched to its limit across Leslie's huge chest filled him with a surprising amount of arousal.

What the fuck?

This was the heartless cunt that had only weeks ago raped him with a strap-on and laughed her ass while he was bleeding out of his corn hole. She hadn't let him so much as sniff her panties, but had this undeserved air of fucking entitlement. His mind just kept playing the rape over and over with Leslie's cackling being the only sound accompanying the image.

He'd love to return the favor and rail the snot out of Leslie's fat ass.

"Welcome back Hum-Bert." He turned to find Red also in her uniform staring him right in the eye. Her boyfriend Brad was there as well towering over the redhead. Brad was six foot four, two hundred and fifty pounds of solid muscle and seemed to be a mindless sycophant who did his girlfriend's bidding without question. 

"Uh, hello Red." He found courage leaving his body quickly as the redhead shot him an annoyed look. Brad suddenly shoved the nearly featherweight nerd into the wall of lockers framing the corridor as he escorted his girl down the hall. Humbert had the wind knocked out of him and nearly collapsed.

"Know your place nerd shit." Brad barked as Red laughed. Humbert found himself looking at the natural sway of Red's bubble butt and wondered what the jock would do if he knew that his supposed "girlfriend" had given her oh so perfect little ass to a nerd. As he attempted to retrieve the rest of his books, some of the other football players kicked the damaged tomes around just out of his reach.

Oddly enough, Humbert felt relieved that things seemed to be returning to normal. He had been at school for half a day and nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He was happy to return to his status as resident invisible man of Maplewood High school.

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Red locked the door to the gym's equipment room as Brad looked on anxiously.

"You never did tell me how you got that key." He never knew what to expect from his girlfriend. Red took the time to shove a chair under the door as she smiled sweetly back at him. 

"I sucked the janitor's fat cock silly."

"What?!" Her answer shocked him as Red laughed and slapped him lightly on the cheek. 

"Just fucking with you stupid." She wrapped an arm around his waist and dug her fingers into his hair drawing him in for a kiss. She had her tongue in his mouth in an instant as she closed her fingers around her boyfriend's huge cock. She was somewhat ruff in her attempts to get his belt off. She jerked at the belt trying to rip it from his waist and making frustrated grunts.

"Hey babe, just calm down." He tried to reach down and help her with the large black belt but she slapped his hands away.

"I fucking got it!" Red was always annoyed when something didn't go her way. She had to be in control of even the most minute of scenarios. She half ripped the belt off and yanked his fly open to gain her prize.

...a soft cock huge in size and almost as phat as a beer can in the palm of her hand.

"What the fuck is this Brad?" She examined the pillow soft tube of flesh which spilled over her barely enclosed fingers.

"Nothing." His cheeks immediately started to flush red as he watched his girlfriend stare down at his cock with a look of annoyance reading across her features.

"Are you cheating on me?" She looked directly into his eyes searching for the truth behind them.

"Nuh, No!!" He denied as he felt her fingers tighten around his shaft. She started to tug on his cock for a few moments but nothing seemed to be happening.

"What's up with this then Brad?" She gave his cock a violent tug to emphasize her question.

"Oh, well you just caught me by surprise is all Melissa." He reasoned with a nervous laugh.

"Ooooh, caught you by surprise huh? Is that right Brad-Ford?" She had begun lightly rotating her thumb over the fat mushroom head of his cock. He began to react to her touch with little twitches here and there.

"That feels real good baby." He moaned as she began to use the rest of her fingers to massage the underside of his glans in tandem with her thumb on his sensitive cock head.

"Are you sure you're not cheating on me Brad?" She asked plainly.

"NO!!..uh, no baby, I ain't cheating!!" He perked up a bit at the question as Red's flawless green eyes narrowed. 

"This is your get out of jail free card if you're lying. Everything, all sins will be forgiven if you man up and tell me the truth." She reason continuing to softly work his cock closing her fingers around his thickening tumescence.

"Come on Melissa, will you just get the fuck off of it?!"

"Oh you don't want me to do that now do you?" His cock was nearly rock hard in her hand and she lightened her grip. He shook his head for her to continue.

"Just say it once and I will stop talking about it." 

"Say what?"

"Say I Bradford Tucker am not cheating on my girlfriend Melissa Reed." She brought her other hand under his balls lovingly rolling and caressing the furred sack. Pre-cum began to leak from the head of his penis.

"Shit that feels so fucking good Red."

"Say it."

"I Bradford Tucker am not cheating on my girlfriend Melissa Reed...Okay?!!" He sounded annoyed and disappointment followed suit as he felt her let his turgid cock fall free from her grasp to hang unattended in the air. He was about to protest when he noticed Red casually pulling her cheer top over her red locks to reveal a small almost training bra sized brassiere that went a long way towards creating cleavage with her pert B-cups. 

He attempted to cup one of her cute little breasts, but found his hand slapped away at the last instant. Red smiled and popped the small clasp between her young firm boobs and chuckled as the garment popped away to reveal her cute little cherry topped breasts. He went for her tits again but she waved a finger in front of his face.

She reached in his pocket and pulled out a rosary which she dangled in front of his face.

"Come on Red, my grandma gave that to me." It was true that his late grandmother had left the rosary to him and told him to be a good and devout person. He had taken to putting it in his pocket when he was at school so that no one would know that he was a sentimental sap at heart. In his social position he couldn't afford to have any definable weakness that could be exploited.

"Turn around." Red commanded.

"What are you gonna do Red?" He was nervous.

"Turn the fuck around." She commanded again. And he immediately complied not really knowing why. Red pulled both of his arms together and knotted the rosary into makeshift handcuffs around his wrists.

"Now if that cheap little piece of crap necklace means as much as you say it does, you won't move a muscle or you'll break poor deceased granny's heart in the ole' afterlife." Red hissed as she yanked the jock around to face her and dropped his pants to his ankles.

"Now Brad-Ford I'm going to give you the greatest blowjob of your life."

Before he could react, the redhead had dropped to her knees and engulfed his entire eight inch cock deep in her throat where she held it there for what seemed like an eternity. She placed both of her palms flat against his abdomen as she agonizingly pulled her mouth away from his cock dislodging it with a thick wad of spit and pre-cum.

"Fuuuck me." Brad moaned in ecstasy and his girlfriend tightened her tiny little fingers around the base of his shaft and licked his urethra in tandem. She tickled and teased his minute pee hole alternating this action by closing her plump lips around his cockhead and sucking with all her might.

"OH SHIIIT!!" Brad yelled as he felt her fingers run up and down the length of his shaft gently rubbing each pulsing vein on his cock.

"OH MY-OH MY LORD!!" She was running her tongue on the underside of his cock in length wise, wet sloppy licks and aggressively jerking his cock. She followed this up by once again burying his girth completely in her throat in second long intervals. He struggled mightily not to severe the beads and shove her face all the way down onto his cock.

"HOLY SHIT I WANNA FUCK YOU SO GOT-DAMN BAD!!!" He screamed as he felt her tongue tickle the area just under his balls while she twerked her hand on his tortured man meat. Red sucked on his balls with wild abandon and handled his cock with the tips of her fingers in a frenzied jerking motion.

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU MELISSAAAAA!!!" Brad continued drenched in sweat from head to toe.

"What's that girl's name you've been fucking on the side?" Red asked during one of her intervals of deep throating him.

"April, that emo chick from the Special Ed class." He answered breathless and without thinking. He realized his mistake all too late as he looked down to find Red looking up at him, her feature darkening.

"Mother-fucker." Red growled as her grip completely tightened on his cock.

"Red, uh Melissa baby it's not..." She suddenly shoved the entire length of his cock down her throat clamping her teeth down on his tumescence. He felt two of her fingers work their way into his rectum and felt her nails press painfully against his prostrate triggering the mother of all orgasms.

"OOOOHHHHH SHHITTTT!!! OOOOH MY GOD!!!" He screamed in agony and pleasure as he blasted jet after jet of cum into his girlfriend's mouth.

Red quickly stood up silently taking two steps back from her boyfriend and quickly launching one of her patented thrust kicks to Brad's genitals. The rosary was shattered into a million pieces as he cupped his crushed balls.

The gym outside the equipment room became still as Brad's scream echoed across the small area. Students and teachers were startled by the nature of the shrill falsetto sounding yelp.

Inside the equipment room, Red had slipped back into her brassiere and cheerleader top while watching impassively as her boyfriend squirmed around on the cold floor in a fetal position. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled him crying to his knees.

She followed this up by giving him a deep kiss.

She shoved the gagging teen away as he coughed up the copious amounts of cum she had been holding in her mouth the entire time.

"That's called a snowball Brad you fucking dick." 

"Uh, shit fucking got-damn...!" He stuttered still coughing up his own seed.

"Watch your fucking mouth Brad cause we're not done yet motherfucker. I'll see you at exactly two thirty this afternoon by the quad. You're going to drive me home and then I'm going to fuck you up...Don't be late." She picked up her purse and kicked the chair away from the door.

"By the way, I "did" suck the janitor off douche." She casually informed him as she exited the equipment room to a crowd of astonished onlookers.

"Fucking bitch." Brad muttered under his breath as he coughed up more cum.

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Humbert happily sat in his US History class taking notes on the upcoming constitution test. Leslie sat behind him watching intently and secretly rubbing her crotch under her desk. She licked her lips quietly as she ripped a scrap of paper from her notebook and scribbled a message onto it. When she figured no one was looking she tossed the wadded up piece of paper on Humbert's desk.

He saw the small ball of paper land on his desk but ignored it.

A second later, a penny hit him in the temple. There was a slight jolt of pain, but he got the message and opened the message.

The note read-"We need to talk after class or you're in deep shit Humbert."

A bead of sweat ran down his temple....

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To be continued...

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood. 



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 02



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. In my haste to put this story out, I forgot to include this disclaimer. The female in the majority is nineteen years of age due to being held back a grade. All the other characters are eighteen and in the final months of their high school years.

**THERE IS NO UNDERAGE SEX IN THIS STORY!!!** 

*

The Art class was conducted in a mobile at the rear area of the campus and April was the T.A. of the class and was entrusted with the keys to the small trailer. She would often let herself into the classroom to work on her senior project, a sculpture of Lydia Lunch. The chunky teen had come in during the early hours and sat at her stool working in her own little world listening to garage bands on her I-Pod.

She didn't notice Brad enter the classroom, didn't notice him standing just out of her peripheral vision watching.

He'd seen her around and knew that she mostly kept to herself and that she was a loner. He'd have to be clever to get what he wanted. He'd have to be somewhat of an everyman to convince April. Earlier in the day, he'd been hanging out with some of the other jocks on the football team when she'd walked by heading into the school library. Everybody in school knew that April had an abnormally huge set of breasts due to one embarrassing afternoon when some of the guys on the baseball team had snuck up on her and yanked her overly large t-shirt over her head hockey style exposing her melons for the entire gymnasium to see.

It had only been a few moments of exposure but none of the guys in the gym that day could forget what they saw. The twin globes with heavy tan lines barely encased in the seemingly too small stark brassiere, tits so heavy that her large pink saucer shaped areolas were quite visible. 

He watched the girl so focused on her work and locked in her own little world that nearly forgot why he was there in the small classroom. He abruptly collected himself and tapped her on the shoulder.

April let out a blood curdling scream that nearly knocked the jock on his ass before she collected herself and realized that it was a familiar face.

"What in the lord's name are you doing here Brad?!" Only a select few in the high school knew that the teens had been well acquainted since childhood and had spent an inordinate amount of time in Sunday school together. Brad's grandmother had taught the class and had even sought to separate the fast friends when their relationship had threatened to become something else. 

She had acquiesced to their anger at being separated and given both of them matching rosaries. High school had brought changes to their friendship with Brad finding a niche as the star quarterback of the football team and her star fading into obscurity in her forced social role as the "moody, emo chick". Few knew of her secret shame as her breasts grew to ridiculous proportions. Her strict mother had warned against letting the world in on her bounty.

April was forced to wear large baggy clothing and sweaters during school hours and it was absolute hell. The clothing made her appear to be dumpy and frumpy and sweat rivers. Some of the resident bullies had started referring to her as Gerbil. She confided in Brad during the initial stages of her bullying and he tried to be her knight from time to time.

Time would force them apart and one incident ... It had been a rainy day and the teens had somehow ended up running home on the soaked afternoon. Brad was hanging out in her room watching television as she changed. She felt safe with her childhood buddy and decided to put on a cotton sundress that she liked to wear around the house.

The look on his face when she emerged from her bathroom told the tale and in mere moments the former friends and bible study classmates were dry humping and spooning like there was no tomorrow. Things had quickly progressed as Brad's hungry fingers found their way into her heart covered panties and hungrily rubbed her sex to an uncomfortable and slippery admission of lust. April was uncomfortable with taking things further but had freed his turgid, monstrous cock from his wet jeans and began jerking him off. Brad was impatient roughly groping and squeezing her too sensitive breasts in some sort of ape like frenzy.

She'd tried to get him to slow down a bit, but he would not be deterred from his lust fueled goal ripping the cotton fabric of her simple frock and sending buttons flying everywhere as he finally pulled her tits free and began suckling them mercilessly. He was like a mad man as he completely covered her large triple D breasts with drool and saliva in a matter of moments. She had always considered her strawberry colored nipples small for her chest in comparison to her large cookie sized areolas, but on this rainy afternoon Brad had them painfully hard.

April had tried to calm him, but the muscular jock ground himself against her crotch trying to force himself inside of her. His steel hard cock got wedged into her underwear as she attempted to close her legs and Brad to his shame ended up cumming buckets all over the busty girl's panties and belly.

An argument had followed due to the jock's frustration and her immediate admonishment of the situation. He became exceedingly angry when she slapped his large hands away from her tits and told him that their "moment" was a mistake. He'd wanted to continue and pleaded with April when her mother walked in fresh from a frustrating day at work.

April wondered how she had kept her cool as the music teacher calmly asked Brad to leave their home and never return. He stormed crying into the rain as April called after him apologizing. For her part in the proceedings, she'd been soundly whipped senseless with an ironing cord and sent to a Christian youth camp for troubled teens. Unknown to her mother, April would be orally and anally sodomized by one of the counselors during her time there.

April would pack on forty extra pounds and change her look drastically to cope with her ordeal. Her mother remained in denial. Her father would leave the family to be with a waitress he'd been having an affair with.

She'd only recently been allowed to return to Maplewood High after her music teacher mother was convinced Brad had forgotten about her daughter. He was the "Big Man on Campus" and dating Melissa Reed, the Head Cheerleader and undisputed most popular girl in school.

When he was with his girlfriend, he behaved as if he'd never known her not even making eye contact. But he'd taken the chance to sneak back when Red wasn't looking and politely greet her if only for a moment.

"I miss you April." He suddenly admitted out of the blue. She turned from her project and stared back at him suddenly conflicted.

"You see me all the time-in the hallway and stuff." She stammered, tripping over her words secretly happy at his admission.

"You know what I mean April." He took a seat on one of the saw horses used in class as a combination easel and desk by the students. His dark eyes drunk in the sight of his long lost friend and momentary lover as she sat demurely in front of him and continued working.

"You're with someone and I thought you were happy." Her fingers danced over the putty as he loudly scooted his seat closer to the chubby teen.

"If you were around, I never would have been with Red." He admitted making the teen's heart jump a beat. She opted not to reply continuing her work until his large hand sought hers and in an instant they were making out again like they hadn't been apart even a day. 

Once again, April found his large hands on her tits kneading them through her sweater and she welcomed the feel of his touch. He greedily reached under the bulky sweater and numerous t-shirts to finally get his fingers on her large full breasts. She winced in pain as attempted to pry the brassiere away from her chest in order to get his fingers inside.

She pushed his frenzied hands away eliciting a look of worry from the handsome jock. His eyes would widen as she slipped the bulky sweater and numerous t-shirts off that were used to suppress and reduce the look of her monstrous breasts to the outside world.

"Holy Shit, your tits have gotten bigger."

"Yeah silly, I'm a 42G now. You don't think I'm too big do you?"

"Fuck No!!" He marveled at the size of his childhood friend's breasts which ballooned out from her severely overmatched brassiere. She reached around to unsnap her bra and had difficulty unhooking the numerous straps.

"Uh, April-could you leave it on?" He asked earnestly. She dropped her hands to her sides puzzled and worried.

"I just, well I just kind of like the way your tits look in the bra." He explained.

"You know, you have a real fetish going on Bradford Tucker." April chuckled as she gingerly mashed her forearms against the outsides of her tits until the fleshy mams half burst from the top of her brassiere. Her small nipples were hard and inviting prompting him to take one into his mouth.

"Oooh, that feels so fucking good." She moaned as he cupped the underside of her huge tits in the palms of his hands. He was so gentle this time and she wondered where he had learned such tenderness. She'd seen his girlfriend and the small perky tits of Red had made her wonder if Brad had renounced his love of Big Tits.

He alternated sucking her breasts with full on spooning of her thin lips. She had soft features and big blue eyes with a button nose in the center of her face. He found her willing as he took her to the hard wood floor reaching under her skirt and past her tattered stockings.

"Careful, you need to cut those fingernails." She cooed as his fingers tore the crotch of her stockings to reach her small, tight nether lips. She was already sans panties figuring no one would ever know she had gone commando due to her many layers of clothing. She squirmed a bit as two of his large fingers rubbed the crease of her engorged vaginal lips making her cream profusely.

"That feels fucking good, yeah real got-damn good." His head was already traveling done over her doughy belly.

His lips were pressed against her sex kissing and licking with wild abandon until she was bucking her wide hips off the floor into his face. She was so wet at this point that she was practically sliding around on the floor. He'd stopped his ministrations for mere seconds to push his jeans down mid-thigh to reveal his rock hard monster of a cock. She became slightly alarmed when she felt his cock-head press against her opening and pressed her palms against his taunt toned abs.

"What?!!" He growled in response to her physical denial. She was taken aback and slightly afraid of his aggressive demeanor.

"It's so big, I'm afraid." She was honest and his grunting response partially frightened the chubby teen. 

"You still don't want to be with me?" He sounded desperate as he sat back on his haunches taking in her curves with hungry eyes.

"It's not that, I just have to kind of work my way into it...Come here." She motioned towards her chest and he climbed onto her torso positioning his turgid cock between her pillow sized tits and moaning as he felt the warm flesh surround his member.

Brad began to push his cock in and out of her impressive cleavage slowly building up speed as precum dribbled from the head of his penis further lubricating the moist channel of April's cleavage. He covered her smaller fingers with his own as he increased his pace and their breathing became heavier.

"Oh fuck this feels good." He thumbed her engorged nipples making the girl squirm a bit under him.

"Yeah, I like it too Brad. Come for me baby."

"What?"

"Cum on my big fucking tits." She had pushed her breasts tighter around his prick and was working her melons up and down at a blurring speed.

"S-Shit, you gonna make me bust a nut all over these melons, but I-I want some of that pussy too!!" Sweat ran down his brow as he made his candid admission. April increased the pace jerking her lubed up breasts harder against his cock.

"You're trying to make me cum?"

"That's what you want right?" He seemed frustrated and angry which caused her some concern.

"Can't I have some of your pussy too?" He begged. April responded by taking the large mushroom head of his cock into her mouth and working it over with her lips and tongue. He went into over drive and began fucking her mouth in earnest causing the teen to gag on his meat as spit and precum drooled from her worn lips.

"GAK!! GAAK!! GAAAK!!! "GAK!! GAAK!! GAAAK!!!" Was the only sound that came out of the pinned down girl's throat as the jock humped her face like a second vagina. After about five minutes of this depravity, April began pushing his torso away from her and dislodging his cock that had begun penetrating her throat.

"Uh, sorry, I guess I got a little carried away." He apologized watching the chubby girl cough up a wad of saliva and precum. She had to rise to her knees to dislodge the rest of the fluid from her throat.

"You think?" She was annoyed at his indifference momentarily before his lips found hers kissing away his excess fluids. She suprisingly kissed him back as she felt his large hand palm one of her ass cheeks. She began to press against him feeling the intimidating length of his cock against her doughy belly.

"Cum on my big ass titties Brad. Please bust a big wad all over them so I can lick it off." His cock twitched at her suggestion and he reached behind the girl and began working feverishly on the industrial sized brassiere trying to pry it off.

"You're so silly." April laughed as she reached behind herself and deftly unsnapped her brassiere.

She tossed the large article of clothing to the floor with a laugh that was quickly stifled when she felt the vise like grip of the jock's fingers enclose the back of her neck.

"HEY, WHAT THE FUCK BRAD?!!!" She suddenly found herself overpowered as the muscle bound jock simultaneously turned her facing away from him and pushed her down on her belly. Her skirt was flipped up on the small of her back and her well-worn tights and Hello Kitty panties were yanked down just below the bottoms of her ass cheeks.

"WHAT --THE-FUCK!!? DON'T DO THIS BRADFORD TUCKER!!" She began to scream and twist violently away as she felt his cock at the entrance of her sex.

"Don't worry, everything's gonna be okay April." He tried to sound calm, put her at ease even though he knew he was going to fuck the shit out of her. He had waited too long for this pussy and he was determined to have his way with this cock-tease as he saw it. He had spent many nights beating his meat to this bitch and he was going to finally have the pussy. 

"NO BRAD NO!!! DON'T DO THIS OOOOOOHHH!!!" His cock had just pierced her drenched pussy lips and he was able to get at least five inches into the girl as she struggled mightily beneath him.

"Come on baby, it's going to be O-Kay. Everything's alright and shit. We've wanted to fuck ever since your cunt of a mother caught us. PLEASE LET ME HAVE THIS PUSSY!!" He begged as he assumed a push-up position on the overweight teen's back and drove the remaining three and a half inches deep into her cunt up against her cervix. He failed to even register that he had forced April's other arm painfully behind her back.

He pounded away at April's cunt with wild abandon and glee bouncing off her slightly plump butt cheeks and oblivious to the sobbing woman underneath him. She had gone into survival mode as he released the back of her neck grasping her hips tightly and driving himself past her cervix and piercing her womb. His violent thrusts into the back of her womb had the girl screaming loudly as her vaginal wall tightened up around him.

"Holy Shit, your pussy is so FUUUCKIN' TIGHT!!" He'd pulled April into a standard doggie style position and was railed the snot out of the girl who's cries were altered by his pounding. It almost sounded like she had the hiccups.

"YOU GONNA MAKE ME CUM BITCH!!!" She panicked and began twerking her hips to get away from the jock. He grabbed a fistful of her hair as he balanced himself on one knee with his other foot planted firmly on the hard wood floor.

"OY MY GAWD!! PLEASE DON'T CUM INSIDE ME BRAD!!" She begged knowing full well that her mother would disown her the minute she came up pregnant. He had pushed her face to the floor and was squatting behind her socking it to her abused pussy like a madman.

"I'LL SUCK YOU OFF, BUT PLEASE DON'T GET ME PREGNANT!!!" She pleaded and bargained with the engrossed jock who immediately responded by disengaging his prick from her gaped cunt and shoving it into her tear streaked face.

"GAK!! GAAK!! GAAAK!!! "GAK!! GAAK!! GAAAK!!!" His large hands cupped each side of her head as he fucked her mouth with considerable force. She tried to bob her head but found it nearly impossible to maneuver in Brad's vise like grip.

"Oh shit, baby get ready." His breath had become ragged and hoarse as he pumped her mouth. She began to mentally prepare herself for a face and mouth full of cum when the jock suddenly shoved her on her back and pinned her to the floor with the entire length of his cock.

"FUUUUCK!!!" he collapsed against her as he shot jet after jet of his seed into the womb of the horrified sobbing girl underneath him. He momentarily lost control of his body and pinned April to the floor under spent muscled form. She quietly sobbed feeling slight moment in her ravaged vagina from his slowly diminishing member.

The only sound in the mobile classroom was the heavy breathing of the two high school seniors. 

The first bell of the day began to ring signaling the beginning of the school day.

Slowly, he collected himself pulling his still partially hard cock out of her worn hole and finding it coated with a thick milky sheen of their mixed juices. He was still breathing heavily and looking down at the hard wood floor. April pulled her ripped clothing to her body as she scooted away from him silently sobbing.

He looked her in the eye for a split second before breaking down into tears.

"What-the-fuck have I done? I really did it. I am soooo fucking dead. I just raped my best friend." He looked up into her eyes again as tears streamed down his face.

"Oh God, please...Please forgive-PLEASE DON'T TELL ON ME APRIL!!!" She watched as the suddenly hysterical jock yanked his jeans up and bolted out of the trailer loudly sobbing.

She stared after him for a few moments unsure what to make of the incident and began to dress herself. She thought of her mother silently assigning blame to the strict authoritarian and telling herself that this never would have happened if she hadn't walked in on them years ago.

"Poor Brad." She told herself that she would find him and they would try to work things out together. Then she remembered that he was dating Red and resolved to call him over the weekend to arrange something.

"Hmmm, where's my bra?" The large item was missing and she crawled around on the floor looking for it. She didn't find it and barely avoided being caught as the teacher entered the classroom.

In the weight room all of the football players had gathered around Brad as he recounted how he had just bagged April. The guys laughed as he told them about his ruse of regret as he stole her massive brassiere. There had been a bet and Brad made out like a bandit making fifty dollars in the process.

He didn't mention how he had known April since they were little kids in bible class.

He held the 42G sized brassiere over his head like a championship belt before passing it around to the fellas, some of whom sniffed the inside of the cups. One of the guys stapled the bra to the bulletin board inside the weight room. Everyone had a good laugh as the coach told them to hit the showers.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 02



Brad felt a twinge of guilt and nothing more. He was BMOC and currently dated the hottest chick on campus. 

Melissa must never find out about this or she'll bust my balls. He thought to himself with a slight shudder or fear.

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...FOUR HOURS LATER.

April quickly removed her lit books from her locker continually looking over her shoulder. A female acquaintance of hers had warned her that Red had quite recently been asking around regarding her whereabouts and the short, chubby girl knew that this wasn't good news. She'd decided to beat a hasty retreat realizing that Red probably knew about her tryst with Brad.

She hit the back stairwell fully intending to exit the school by a fire exit that had a broken alarm on the door. As she was half running down the stairs, April was met by a phalanx of six cheerleaders running up the stairs towards her. Her heart nearly leaped into her throat until she realized that Red was not amongst them.

Suddenly the books were slapped from her hands and April found herself shoved violently barely catching the railing to keep from falling down the stairs. She was undated with the ambient noise of teen chatter amongst the girl as they continued on their way. Her books and notes were scattered everywhere and as she stooped over to pick them up, Red kneeled down in front of her retrieving the girl's purse. April's heart actually skipped a beat as she found herself starring at the apex-predator of Maplewood High.

"You're April right?"

The chubby girl didn't know how to answer the most popular girl in school who was standing right in front of her starring daggers into her trembling frame.

"Fucking scared shitless right?" Red casually open Aprils purse removing her driver's license and smirking.

"I'm really sorry-I don't know what-?"

"Shut up bitch." Red was reading the license and she followed this up by rifling through April's purse. She tossed out a few items as the girl stood silent. Chap Stick, numerous coloring pencils, some tampons which she flung into the girl's face ...and a magnum condom. 

"Nice to see that you play safe April." She suddenly shoved the purse into the girl's chest almost knocking her over.

"Bathroom." April realized that she wasn't alone as her arms were grabbed at the armpit and she was drug across the hall into the girl's restroom by the squad.

Inside the rest room, April found herself surrounded by six cheerleaders enclosed in a circle with Red.

"Honestly, I just want to hear you admit to fucking my man and I don't want any stuttering shit or begging bitch. I just want you to tell me the fucking truth. Can you do that whore?" April simply shook her head.

"Answer me cunt!!" Red screamed as she viciously slapped the frightened girl. The other teens in the restroom nervously laughed while a few had their camera phones out.

"Y-Yes!" The girl sputtered out holding her cheek. 

Red stared at the short, stubby girl before her almost dumbfounded. She grabbed the girl by her black t-shirt and jerked her back and forth for a few seconds as the girl screamed. One of the cheerleaders actually grabbed Red's shoulder to stop the apparent throttling going on before their eyes.

"Don't fucking touch me bitch!!!" Red snarled at her teammate before turning her attention back to April.

"I want to-I wanna do some REALLY FUCKED UP SHIT to you right now April."

"Please-I'm sorry Red. He just- I hoped that you wouldn't find out." The girl pleaded as she watched the head cheerleader fidget around in front of her.

"Really?" Red motioned towards a stall as one of the girls pushed the rickety door open while she placed the condom on one of the restroom sinks. April shuddered as Red opened the small utility closet in the restroom and pulled a janitor's wet floor cone from its confines. Before she could consider the purpose she heard the toilet seat in the stall directly behind her loudly raised and found herself yanked backward. She bumped into the toilet seat and fell into a sitting position in the commode with a splash of dirty toilet water. She was in shock not knowing what was next as the other cheer leaders exited the restroom leaving her alone with Red. April considered pleading for mercy, but the icy demeanor of the head cheer leader gave her pause.

Red took a good look at her competition sizing her up as she placed the cone in front of the stall while motioning the frightened girl to come out. April cautiously approached the redhead who leaned against one of the sink.

"Strip." Red casually ordered.

"What?" April was shocked and before she could utter another word she was struck in the eye with a closed fist toppling her over onto the dirty tile floor. Red was on her in a minute mounting the teen's torso and hammering five or six strikes into the girl's cheek.

The other cheerleaders were outside the door congregating in front of the rest room entrance talking loudly and texting to mask the sounds of carnage coming from within. Every now and then when a girl would walk up to the entrance, the girls would tell them that it was out of service with a menacing demeanor.

April stood battered and nude watching as Red cautiously unrolled the extra-large condom over the tip of the yellow cone. She followed this up by reaching into April's purse and pouring a small packet of tobasco sauce liberally onto the top of the cone. April noticed the way the redhead covered the entire tip of the cone with the sauce and said nothing while Red meticulously washed her hands clean.

Red gathered up the girl's clothing into a nice neat bundle and placed it on top of the stall seat directly in front of the cone. She carefully sat down on top of April's clothing watching the shivering nude girl the whole time.

"He must really love those fat titties huh?" She asked the battered girl with a black-eye and bruised cheek. Red sat opened legged on the toilet seat starring into the girl's eyes knowing the fear she was eliciting and secretly becoming sopping wet between the legs.

"Have a seat on that cone." 

April looked down at the cone covered with a condom and a packet full of hot sauce before looking back to her tormentor with pleading eyes.

"In your diseased snatch or up your crummy asshole, I don't care which." Red said casually as she pulled a pack of cigarettes from April's purse.

"Y-Yes Red." She watched the redhead light up one of her cigarettes and turned her attention back towards her victim.

April squatted over the cone and slowly embedded the top of the cone into her snatch. The tobasco immediately took affect irritating and burning the insides and despite the pain, she refused to cry out.

"You have a high tolerance for pain. That's good April, real good." Red sat another five minutes watching the girl sweat it out on top of the cone.

"So, tell me all about it April. I want every dirty detail of how you fucked my boyfriend so hard his cock was soft when I got my hands on it." Red leaned back and took a long drag on the cigarette as the crying fat girl recounted the horrific details of her encounter with Bradford Tucker that fateful morning in the art class mobile.

"Sounds like you had a shit day girlfriend." Red puffed on the cigarette as she rolled her cheer panties down along with her underwear. April watched through agonized tear soaked eyes as Red rubbed her clean shaven snatch seemingly getting off to a silent orgasm.

Red followed this up by urinating on the girl's folded clothing under the well-formed derriere. 

"I know this seems pretty fucked up April and part of me just wants to hold you close and soothe your pain." She stood and tossed the soaking clothing in front of the girl as she walked a circle around the distressed teen.

"Know this April; you're going to have to suffer a little more today. But I promise you that Brad's punishment will be EPIC compared to what you endure girlfriend."

"Yes Red, I-uh I'm sorry I ever saw Brad." 

"I know baby girl. I know how much regret you're feeling right now." She emphasized her point by pushing down on the girl's shoulders causing the teen to scream shrilly in pain.

"Now babe, I want you to lean forward keeping that cone embedded in you holiest of holy's and pick up your clothing. Then, keeping that cone intact, I want you to put those piss soaked clothes under your arm and leave this bathroom. If you disobey me, I'm going to well-give you a ride home, understand?"

April sobbed loudly as she followed Red's orders to the letter.

"April?"

"Yes Red?"

"Don't worry, you're going to be there when Brad gets his, I promise you okay?"

"Okay."

"I want you to walk slowly off of the campus and I'll call you later." Red watched the nude girl exit the restroom slowly to a ton of astonished yells and catcalls as she put her cigarette out in the sink.

April managed to make it to the front door of the schools followed by a crowd before she collapsed in a raging panic attack. She would spend a night in the psyche ward of the general hospital.

Her distraught, sobbing mother would promise to home school her.

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To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.  



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 03



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. 

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"Where's my cock Humbert?"

Almost thirty minutes earlier, Humbert had received a cryptic message from Leslie demanding to speak with him. He was weary of the cheerleader not knowing if he was being set up for another ambush. He'd lingered long after class was over asking questions that he already knew the answer to and was all but tossed out of US History by his exasperated teacher.

Moments later as he gathered his wits, a trio of running and giggling cheerleaders shoved the nerd into an abandoned stairwell at the end of the corridor. Humbert found himself looking into the eyes of a grinning Leslie in full cheerleader regalia.

He stood there for a few moments taking in the voluptuous countenance of his rapist. He couldn't help himself as his gaze roamed from the shapely legs leading up to Leslie's famous baby-making hips, small tapered waist, taut stomach (Noticed even through her cheer top) and finally ... the large 36DDD breasts that made her reluctantly famous around Maplewood campus and town.

There was a stirring in his crotch as he remembered the briefest of moments that he'd been able to palm her voluptuous ass cheeks before everything went south. 

"Earth to dipshit!" Leslie yelled causing him to look up into her beautiful face.

"Sorry." He apologized even as his gaze quickly caught a glimpse of her heaving boobs. He noticed as he watched the cheerleader that she was staring at him in a predatory manner that caused him to feel a twinge of fear. She seemed to be checking him out as well and breathing quite heavily. He even noticed that her nipples were hard.

"Still can't keep your eyes off my tits huh Humbert?" She half panted.

"Uh sorry, I-mean I wasn't looking at your boobs!!"

"Don't lie to me Hum-Bert. I know you stare and I say it's a fair trade."

"Fair trade?"

Yeah baby, you know what I mean." He suddenly realized that she was palming his ass. She was actually groping him and kneading his narrow ass cheeks. Sweat began to run down his brow as memories of his violent pegging rose to the forefront of his mind. 

"Say Humbert, you think about me much?" He question was earnest as she leaned into his chest. He felt her perfect nails digging into the flesh of his right buttock and her hot breath on his ear.

"NOOO!!!" He suddenly shoved her away nearly falling down the stairs before he caught himself. As he righted himself he noticed that she flinched a bit as he stood up. That was unexpected, but he never really saw her as a physical threat, only her BFF Melissa Reed a.k.a Red.

"You're lying again Hum-Bert. You probably jerk your little pencil prick to me every night." She seemed flustered and agitated. 

"What do you want Leslie?" He wanted to get to the point even though she was right about his nightly activities.

"Where's my cock Humbert? I told you that I was gonna ask for it someday and today ...Today is that day." His pulse began to race and he began to tremble.

"I-I don't have it Leslie." He half whispered.

"You tossed it didn't you?" He voice was hard and un-expectantly husky as she folded her arms across her massive chest.

"N-No, I just don't have it here. It's at my h-house Leslie." His voice faltered a bit as he shuffled from foot to foot.

She began to grin widely revealing a toothy predatory set of perfectly whitened teeth.

"You really kept it for me?"

"Well yeah, you told me to Leslie." He was nervous and fidgeted a bit when she reached out cupping his cheek.

"Don't you wanna know why I asked for it Humbert?"

"No. No I don't-I don't want to know why Leslie."

"Lying again, but it's cool baby." She helped herself to another handful of his ass as she looked him directly in the eye.

"I'm sorry Humbert, but you're probably gonna end up in jail after all baby." She sounded frank and honest.

"WHAT?!!"

"Red's gonna tell her dad everything." Leslie explained in a casual tone.

"WHY?!!" Humbert began to immediately panic and grabbed Leslie arm yanking her closer to him.

"DON'T GOT-DAMN TOUCH ME LOSER!!" She quickly slapped him hard across the cheek. He quickly remembered himself and took a few steps back.

"Why Leslie?!! Why?!! We agreed that my rape would stay between us!!"

"Rape? No, no, no Humbert dear...What did we tell you about that word?" She didn't like being reminded of that night in the negative.

"Sorry, I-mean that night when we uh-uh, experimented Leslie. Why is Red gonna tell the sheriff about me?!!" He pleaded.

"Red thinks you're gonna tell one of your nerd friends, your parents or post that shit on twitter or some shit like that!"

"I wouldn't do that!! We had an agreement!!"

"Yeah, well now she's changing the fucking agreement because you blabbed and I want my fucking dildo back doofus!!" 

"I DIDN'T TELL ANYBODY!!!...FUCK!!!" He was in full panic mode shaking and trembling at the thought of being branded a sex offender and possibly being carted off to jail.

"You sure about that Humbert?" Leslie calmly questioned.

"Well, yeah Leslie...I didn't say anything to anybody about what happened to me. DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IT WAS LIKE?!! I had to lie about everything, get that HORRIBLE BUTT PLUG out of my FUCKING ASSHOLE!!"

"Okay Humbert."

"I WAS FUCKING BLEEDING FOR TWO WEEKS STRAIGHT LESLIE!! ...I was alone." Tears began to fill his eyes.

"Chill out Humbert, don't be such a fag." Her words were harsh and he didn't know how to react to the heart stopping beauty.

"Look asshole, if you give me the dildo back then maybe I can get Red to change her mind about fucking you over."

"Really?" Suddenly there was hope on the horizon as Leslie seemed to be offering him a way out of his predicament.

"Yeah, just give me the toy and I can probably make this go away."

"Oh thank God Leslie. Bring it to you tomorrow?" He felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

"No dice baby, Red's telling her dad when she gets home. Can't you bring it to me today?" 

"Leslie, it would take me over two hours to get to my house and back. School would be out by then and my fate sealed."

"My fate sealed (Imitating his voice.)-you are a drama queen Hum-Bert."

"LESLIE!!"

"Relax dickwad, I'll take you home. I have a car of my own asshole." 

"Really?"

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The weight room was crowded with jocks working out, lounging about and members of the wrestling team preparing for an upcoming match with a weigh-in.

Red opened the double doors and stormed into the weight room causing quite a ruckus. Some of the half nude boys scrambled away from her sight covering their junk. 

"I see it is true what they say about steroids and a man's junk!" She yelled while making a finger sign with her thumb and forefinger signifying that she thought some of the running jocks had small cocks.

"HEY FUCK YOU RED!!" Someone yelled from the back of the room while the argumentative and ambient chatter began to rise in the room.

"YOU WISH YOU COULD STICK YOUR LITTLE PINK WEENIE INSIDE ME CUNT!!" She yelled back without missing a beat. There was some laughter in the room.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I'M LOOKING FOR BRADFORD TUCKER!!-BRAD-FORD TUCKER!!...You know who he is douchebags!!"

Before the ruckus could continue, Red found a vise like grip enclosing on her arm and cried out in anger. Coach Hamblen (Football) a big, stocky man mountain had snagged the cheerleader and was dragging her kicking and screaming out of the weight room while all the guys present laughed.

"Asshole!" Red yelled at the coach as she continued to struggle to free herself from his grasp. He pulled the raging cheerleader across the semi-crowded gymnasium and into his office. Some of the other teachers voiced their concerns, but he assured them everything was alright.

Once he closed and locked his door he turned to find Red sitting on the edge of his desk with a wide grin on her pretty face.

"You got me now coach. So what are you gonna do with me?" 

"Well that depends Red, what in the blue hell are you gonna do with Tucker when you catch up to him?"

"Well that's between Brad and me ain't it?" she smiled in a way that let him know she meant business behind his jovial facade.

"Now come on Red, you know we need Tucker for the big game. How're we supposed to take state if I just let you fuck up are big ticket?"

"I don't give a fuck-Ted. He made me look like a complete fool in front of my peers and that bitch-must-pay." He walked around the angry teen taking in a full view of her famously curvy derriere. Few people knew the history they shared and if he was to maintain a job things would have to stay that way.

"Don't you got any school spirit Melissa?" She started laughing as the coach pulled a small baggie from hid pocket.

"Little something to take the edge off?"

"Looks like we're negotiating coach." Red smiled as he rolled up a dollar bill.

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Leslie had him meet her in the student's parking lot and had ordered him to get in the back seat and duck down so that no one would see a geek in her car. Humbert had to silently admit to being more than a little overwhelmed by the proceedings as he endured a bumpy ride in secrecy for five miles.

His mind flittered back and forth between the threat of jail and the beautiful creature driving him home. The stinging memory of what had been done to him wandered in and out of his thoughts bringing slivers of guilt and anger. He would give her the blood stained sex toy and be done with it all. 

Get back to his life?

Things would be as they were before his rape?

Humbert's heart began to race as he looked up at the woman who had forced a plastic cock into his virgin ass and fucked the dog shit out of him. A shiver ran through his body as he thought about the few seconds he'd managed to get his fingers on Leslie's glorious ass and her immediate frenzied reaction to his touch.

"Penny for your thoughts Humbert?" She called out as she drove him home. 

"What?" Her voice had jolted him from thought and he didn't know how to answer her.

"Don't try anything funny or I swear you'll fucking regret it." She threatened making the nerd chafe internally.

"What?!!-Uh, no!! I'm not doing anything funny Leslie." He blurted out in a nervous half laugh. 

"Why do you do that?"

"What?"

"Snivel...You always "snivel" when you're threatened. Don't you have any pride Humbert?" Leslie explained in an annoyed tone as she drove.

"I don't snivel ...and you're fucking blackmailing me Leslie."

"I ain't doing shit loser. Hell, you wanna be on your own with this Red thing fine by me dickwad. I'll just pull over right now and let you out."

"We're just talking Leslie, please don't get mad. I want to give you the dildo and everything's cool. You just caught me off guard is all. I'm really sorry."

"See, just like I said ...fucking snivel." Leslie laughed as she pulled onto his block.

"Well, we're here bitch." Leslie called out as she pulled up a few feet away from his home. She stopped him as he was getting out of her car grabbing his shirt collar.

"Hey, uh what are you gonna tell your parents about being home so early?"

"My parents are at work and they aren't gonna be back until late. Everything's cool Leslie okay?" He hopped out of the car and walked up to his front door fumbling in his pocket for the house keys.

"Hurry up and open the door asshole." He was shocked to find Leslie right on his heels as he unlocked the door. He hadn't heard her exit the car and was perplexed as the cheerleader pushed past him into his home.

The statuesque cheerleader stood in his living room taking it all in as he couldn't think of anything to do but gawk helplessly at Leslie. For some reason she just seemed larger than life standing there looking at the photos on his mantle place. His father, his polar opposite and a big, stocky Neanderthal of a man had on many occasions chided him saying that he would die a virgin. His tough guy dad would be blown away if he saw his son walking into his house with the equivalent of a Playboy playmate. He'd love to watch his dad's eyes roll up into his head as he took Leslie upstairs to his bedroom all the while palming her luscious ass.

Yeah, that'd be cool, but hell would have to freeze over for that to happen.

Humbert had even considered snapping a few pics of the stacked brunette with his camera phone, but wisely decided against it when he saw the brunette pull out her I-phone and take a few pics of his living room and the plastic covered furniture.

"You don't mind do you? I've never been in a nerd habitat before." She explained smiling in his direction. Humbert responded by simply shrugging as she took a few more pictures walking into his fifties era kitchen. Leslie opened his refrigerator and helped herself to a TAB soda.

Humbert watched as the buxom teen made a show of opening the can and slowly downing the small can arching her back and pushing her impressive chest out.

"So fucking predictable." She laughed as she tossed the can onto the floor and turned to him cupping his cheek in her slender hand.

"So show me your fucking room already." She emphasized her request with a quick slap to his cheek. 

Humbert swallowed hard as he followed her up the stairs to his room at the end of the hall. Leslie continued to make a show of herself slowly moving up the stairs one agonizingly long step after another emphasizing the tantalizing curve of her hips and the fullness of her bottom. Humbert for his troubles was sporting a raging hard-on and was a inch away from whipping his cock out and finishing himself. Part of him hoped deep down that he would somehow, God and Hell be damned that maybe he'd end up pounding the snot out of Leslie.

The thought of her ultra-feminine form had taunted him many a night and sent him into a frenzy of self-gratification. His right hand should have fallen off by now. 

"Wake up fuck-head." She was letting herself into his room and he watched in awe as she took in his personal living space rifling through his bookcase full of comics and handling some of his mint MEGO action figures. She seemed especially enamored of his Aquaman figure. 

"Hey Humbert, what would you do if I popped the head off of this doll?"

"Uh, why would you do that?"

"Answer the question Hum-Bert." He began to get nervous as she tightened her grip on the small vintage action figure.

"Nothing-I guess." He stammered.

"Really?" She pushed both of her thumbs under the doll's chin watching his reaction intently.

"Uh Leslie, you don't have to do that."

"But I want to Humbert. I wanna pop the head off of this stupid ass action figure."

"Why?" His voice began to falter.

"I know this guy. He's the fucktard that talks to fish right?" Humbert was blown away that she knew the identity of his favorite superhero.

"Yeah."

"I used to watch reruns of the old Super friends show on cartoon network and this guy always sucked. Let me pop his fucking head off Humbert."

"Please-don't." She was enjoying his slow panic as she pressed even harder on the dolls head.

"COME ON LESLIE!!" He suddenly blurted out as she began laughing loudly and tossed the doll aside.

He let an audible sigh of relief as she sat on his bed and leaned forward looking him directly in the eye.

"So Hum-Bert, where's my cock?"

He didn't answer as he pulled the dildo from his dresser drawer and gingerly handed it to Leslie. She examined the sex toy for a few moments noting the dry caked up blood on its surface.

"I can't do this." She tossed the dildo onto the bed and got up to leave.

"Can't do what?" 

"I can't fuck over Red. She's my best friend Humbert. Sorry guy, but you'd better get ready for jail." 

"Come on Leslie, don't do this. You said you help me out." He pleaded as she stood up to leave staring at him with an indifferent expression.

"I know what I said but you gotta look at things from my point of view Humbert. If I help you out and this comes out it could be really fucking bad for me. If I just keep my mouth shut, it would be our word against yours and just who the fuck do you think everyone's gonna believe ...you?" She started to make her way to the door as the trembling nerd called out to her.

"YOU'VE GOTTA HELP ME!!" This stopped Leslie in her tracks and she looked him dead in the eye.

"I ain't gotta do shit Hum-Bert."

"PLEEEEASE LESLIE!! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS TO ME!!!" She was at the door and looked back at him again.

"What's in it for me?"

WHAT?!!"

"I said-What's in it for me?" She pushed the door closed and folded her arms across her large chest.

"ANYTHING YOU WANT LESLIE!!" He screamed as tears ran down his cheeks. He reached behind his desk and pulled out a jar full of cash pushing it towards her chest.

"I don't need your fucking paper route money boy!!" She actually looked offended as she slapped the jar away.

"PLEASE LESLIE, I JUST WANNA MAKE THIS RIGHT!! I'LL DO ANYTHING, JUST DON'T LET RED PUT ME IN JAIL!! COME ON!!! What do you want?"

She stood there look at him with the beginnings of a familiar predatory smile on her face. It was a look that he remembered full well, one that he had seen some time ago. 

"Oh my god, you're going to do it again aren't you?"

He watched the stacked cheerleader lock the door and silently turn towards him as she grabbed the helm of her wife beater and start to pull it over her head. Leslie was wearing a cotton white sports bra that struggled mightily to contain her huge Triple D breasts.

"You were planning this the whole time weren't you?"

Her form fitting jeans were next as she effortlessly slid them down her shapely thighs revealing micro- bikini white panties with pink trim.

...Leslie was wearing her strap-on harness and he focused on the device looking directly at the front of the leather device which had a hole for the blood stained dildo currently on his bed.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about Hum-Bert. I thought you wanted me to help you out of a bad situation."

"How's this gonna help me stay out of fucking jail?!!" He was in full blown panic mode and visibly trembling and sweating.

"I'm done talking bitch. Either you're down with this or you're fucking locked up baby. It's that simple."

The teens stood silent for a few moments before he resigned himself to his fate and handed Leslie the dildo. The silences in the nerd's bedroom remained as he watched the cheerleader screw the sex toy into place and check its tightness. Tears ran down his face as she looked deep into his eyes while stroking the hard piece of plastic and licking her lips.

"Well Hum-Bert?" She was slightly swaying from side to side with this evilly serene expression on her face. He was shaking so badly at this point that his teeth could be heard chattering in the dead air of the room. He began fumbling with his belt more time than was needed.

"I really don't have all fucking day Hum-Bert." Slivers of indignation and anger ran through his mind when she pronounced his name in this manner.

"Would you please stop saying my name like that Leslie?" It was a simple request. 

...a simple request that was honored with a vicious slap to the face. It was a slap so violent that the lanky nerd was shaken and fell back against his wall knocking some of the shelved comics from his walls.

She was on him in a second shoving him down to his knees with surprising strength and forcing the dildo deep into his mouth. He was forced to taste his own dried up blood as the cheerleader pumped the toy into his throat making him gag and coat it with copious amounts of saliva.

"FUUUCK YAAAH!! TAKE THAT FUCKING COCK!!" Leslie savagely fucked the nerd's mouth without a care in the world that he was choking on the length of plastic hitting the back of his throat. She had grabbed a handful of his hair and was taking him orally with full measured strokes. 




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 03



Humbert was screaming with the dildo rammed down his throat and came close to passing out before his survival instinct came into play and he shoved the stacked brunette back in his desk finally dislodging the foreign object from his mouth as he began to spit up pools of drool and parts of the peanut butter and banana sandwich he'd eaten for breakfast.

"Sorry biatch. Guess I got a little carried away huh?" She laughed as she continued to stroke the plastic toy like it was a part of her body. She was spreading his fluids onto the dildo with clear intent as she laughed. Humbert to his horror noticed that her nipples were extremely hard and visible through the cotton fabric of her sports bra. The idea that she was actually getting off on raping him made his stomach turn and Humbert began to get the dry heaves.

"YOU AINT FINISHED YET HUM-BERT!!" Leslie violently shoved her hand down the front of his pants and yanked with enough force to snap the small rectangular buckle off of his belt and rip his zipper apart at the seams. She was giggling and breathing heavily as she shoved him onto the bed. Leslie almost sounded like she was hyperventilating as she jumped on top of the thin teen and began slapping him all over his face and head.

"STOP FUCKING HITTING ME!!" Humbert screamed and tried to shove the stacked woman off of the bed. Leslie was not to be denied as she straddled his torso and used her knees to force him onto his stomach.

"NOOOO!!! DON'T DO THIS LESLIE!!!" She'd already hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his pants and boxers and yanked them down exposing his narrow hairy ass.

"Come on Humbert, don't fuck this shit up. Let me get this pussy biatch." Her breath was labored and raspy as he felt her nails digging into his butt cheeks forcing them apart and the familiar chill of the dildo on his anal ring.

"FUCK NO LESLIE!!! STOP IT GOT-DAMMIT!!!" Her plastic cock began to press firmly against his crinkly brown star and Humbert responded by trying to twist his body away from the frenzied teen.

"OOOH NO YOU DON'T!!! AHAHAHAH!!!" Leslie violently shoved the dildo deep into Humbert's rectum and he was forced to relive his first rape when he heard the familiar popping noise signaling his deep penetration.

"YEEAHH!!!" Leslie yelled fucking the nerd with all the force she could muster. The fact that the teen under her was flailing violently about only fueled her sick lust even further as she used her weight and leverage to pin Humbert to the bed. She was sopping wet between the legs as the plastic nub on her end of the dildo rubbed against her clit sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was a feeling she couldn't describe and she'd become obsessed with repeating the experience again after raping Humbert in the library weeks ago.

"IT FUCKING HURTS!!! TAKE IT OUT!!! AAAAGHHHH!! IT HURTS LESLIE!!!"

The dildo was completely embedded in his anus and the cheerleader was sitting on the back of his thighs twerking her wide hips and driving the toy further.

"IT FEELS LIKE IT'S IN MY STOMACH!!!! SHIIIIT!!! PLEASE LESLIE!!"

Rivulets of sweat were running down her brow and she was drenched in perspiration as she continued to assault the crying nerd pinned to his bed. Humbert felt her ease up on him momentarily and it was relieved his ordeal was over.

"Huh, huh, thank you Leslie." He was sure he was bleeding and attempted to sit up only to realize that she hadn't moved.

The sports bra suddenly fell on the mattress in front of him as Leslie's hand pressed his head face first into the mattress.

"FUCKING BITCH!!!" Leslie began forcefully grinding herself into Humbert with even more force and he redoubled his efforts to buck her off of his back.

"I like it when you squirm like that baby, makes the sex even better." She whispered into his ear while pumping down into his anus which had begun to make weird squishy sounds. She had draped her body over his and he forced his head up enough to see Leslie's reflection in the narrow mirror on the back of his door.

She looked like a mad woman as she rode atop him her huge naked breasts glistening with sweat and heaving. There was an almost crimson tint to her skin as she arched her back pushing the toy further into his butt. 

The sensations were starting to overwhelm Leslie as she began to go into the throws of an impending orgasm. 

It was going to be...HUGE.

"Hum-Hum-HHHHHHUM-BERRT!!! I-think (panting) I-think...I THINK I'M GOING TO CUM!!!" It would be the first time she had climaxed with another person. Leslie kept herself under control for the most part, priding herself on her commitment to her studies and to the squad. It had been a little over six months prior when she had just joined the squad and was spending the night at Red's home when she had being introduced to her BFF'S rabbit.

Not the "live" kind mind you as the then chaste girl had naively thought before the amused redhead revealed the small sex toy. She had been reluctant to try the small cylinder out as Red had suggested. She watched as her redhead friend removed her panties and applied the tiny buzzing item to her clit, become intrigued at the effect it had on the squirming teen and amazed when Red had a screaming orgasm.

She would finally be talked into using the item two hours later and actually locked herself inside her friend's bathroom before applying it to her own clit. She experienced her first orgasm squirting all over the tiled floor. She had been amazed and even tasted her own secretions before using the toy for the rest of the night and passing out next to the toilet.

Red would have to pick the lock with a kitchen knife to get into her own bathroom the following morning. 

Leslie in short became addicted to the sensation caused by the tiny device and had even begged Red to let her keep it. The girls would sometimes drive one town over just to go to shopping for new sex toys. It was on one of these excursions that the girls purchased the dildo currently embedded in Humbert's rear end.

Red's original intention was to use it on her friend, but Leslie's frenzied reaction forbade any further sexual experimentation. That night over a number of drinks and a gram of coke, they'd come up with the plan of actually using it on a man.

It was for "shits and giggles" they told themselves that fateful night before passing out from exertion.

They would spend the following week searching for "candidates" before settling on Humbert as he sat alone in the school cafeteria eating his PB &J from a Johnny Quest metal lunchbox.

Fucking Humbert had been a liberating experience for Leslie as the sense of power coupled with the incredible sensation from the strap-on had the popular cheerleader instantly hooked on pegging.

She'd masturbated regularly to the memory of his cries for mercy and the slight moment when the nerd had become registered to his fate and fully submitted to her. From the moment he'd returned to school Leslie coveted him and was determined to "have sex" with him again. Just looking at the tall, rail thin lanky teen was enough to get her panties soaking wet.

...and now she was "having sex" with the object of her desire once again.

"FFUUUUUCKING FUCK!!! IM ABOUT TO CUM HHH-HARD HUUUM-BERT!!!"

Leslie had become enthralled in her pending orgasms and released her grip on Humbert cupping her own huge breasts and tweaking her sweat soaked engorged and fully extended nipples.

He tried to rise up but the pressure of the sex toy on his busted ass and the angle at which Leslie was straddling his body caused even more pain to course through his body. 

At this point he couldn't even feel his legs anymore.

Suddenly it was over as he felt the toy slowly being removed from his ass. The room suddenly felt cooler and he felt the narrow fingers of his rapist rubbing and kneading his buttocks.

"Humbert that was soooo fucking amazing. I don't think I've ever come that hard before." He felt her fingers lightly trace the contours of his back as tears streamed down his face. He felt like he was losing all his marbles as the stacked brunette had the audacity to sit on his bed after raping him with a strap-on and attempt pillow talk.

"Humbert." She cooed tapping his shoulder. He didn't respond and twitched slightly trying to move his legs.

"Humbert?" She called again rubbing his back softly and eventually gently pushing him onto his back to face her. The empathetic expression had returned to her now softened features.

"Humbert are you okay? You want me to get you a towel or something?"

"Just leave me alone." She looked shocked as she slowly pulled her sports bra on over her large breasts.

"I didn't mean to hurt you okay?" 

"Would you please leave me alone?" She had just pulled on her wife beater and looked somewhat dejected as she silently unscrewed the dildo and left the freshly blood stained toy on his ruffled bed. He sighed heavily as he watched Leslie slowly slide the form fitting jeans up her body and over her wide bubble butt. 

His breathing was heavy and labored, pain wracking his thin frame as he tried to remain as motionless as possible.

"Well, I'm gonna go now....Humbert?"

"What?" His voice was low and his speech slightly slurred.

"Can I have this?" She was holding the Aquaman action figure.

"Take it and please...just get out of my house Leslie." She walked over to his bedroom door and softly opened it.

"See you at school Humbert. We'll talk later aright?" She sounded upbeat.

"Fuck off you cunt." He responded but the cheerleader had already left the room bounding down the stairs and leaving the house but not before helping herself to another TAB cola from his fridge.

Moments later, he could hear Leslie's Chevy Nova leaving the block. He was relieved but still too tired to move. 

He was afraid to "survey the damage" done by the dildo this time but he wouldn't have long to wait as he explosively and painfully voided his bowels.

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"Now that's some fuckin' negotiating right there coach...RIGHT THERE OOOHHH!!" Red sat on his desk facing the window looking out onto the gym floor with the coach's head buried in her snatch. The burly middle aged man was making a meal of her snatch and had been for nearly thirty minutes.

It wasn't the first time he'd had a taste of her virtue as months earlier the redhead had caught the respected coach doing a line of coke and blackmailed him into letting her do a line or two. Heavy petting had followed and Red had found herself splayed out on the teacher's desk as he licked her to a very satisfying climax.

She'd wanted to go further but the coach begged off fearing for his job and freedom (After all, she was the Sheriff's daughter.). He'd ended up getting one hell of a hand job spewing a veritable geyser of cum that the young vixen was only too happy to clean up.

"Oh yeah baby, you really know how to get up in there don't you? FUCK!!! FEELS LIKE YOU'RE LICKING MY OVARIES MOTHERFUCKER!!" She locked her thick, shapely thighs around his head and began humping his face.

He'd seen her around the school bullying other students and generally enforcing her will on the weak. There was no doubt that Melissa Reed a.k.a Red was trouble wrapped in one hell of a package. He wasn't willing to outright fuck her, but he couldn't resist licking her perfect peach of a pussy and kissing her pale bubble butt. Sometimes he would lick and finger her asshole as she jerked him, but under no circumstances could he lose control and actually fuck this hot little piece of ass.

Melissa knew this and took time out occasionally to tease the hell out of the secretly enraptured coach. He was sort of a pet project of hers and she told herself that before she graduated, she would break his resolve and force him to fuck her until his cock fell off.

"GOT-DAMN SHAZAM!!!" She yelled as she came gushing in his eager mouth. The coach had put on a little show for the students and his colleagues but in private had brokered a deal with her to stave off any retaliation against her star quarterback boyfriend until they took the state championship. She'd snuck back to his office later in the day to close the deal.

Coach Hamblen's face was glistening with her cum and the middle aged man lapped up her lust from his face.

"Satisfied?" He asked waiting on baited breath for her answer.

"Not even, but it'll do for now coach." She ran her fingers through his sparse graying hair before pushing him away with a foot to the chest causing his chair to slide back against the window. He ogled the teen with the dancer's frame, her athletic form with the slightly above average hips and ass. She noticed with a smirk and wiggled her perfect ass at him while pulling up her cheer panties.

"Ready to get off the bench coach?" She laughed as his face flushed crimson with embarrassment.

"Come on Red, you know the answer to that question." She had already opened the door to his office and was staring across the gymnasium towards the weight room.

"There was something I saw today. Something hanging in the meathead jocks' little club house, I believe it was some fat bitch's humongous bra coach."

"I'll take it down before I leave Red." He was cleaning his face with a hand towel.

"Leave it... and let me borrow the keys to the gym." A sly smile was forming on her face.

"By the way, I want you to look under your skirt where my pussy of a boyfriend has been hiding and tell him that he's lost all his pussy privileges until he wins the state championship." Her tone was suddenly serious and stern.

"I can do that Red." 

"I mean it. Nobody's gonna fuck him in this school until I get my due. Hope you get that win coach, cause after the big game his ass belongs to me."

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To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.

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Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. 



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 04



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age

The bedroom was dark slightly lit by shards of daylight that revealed an immaculately cleaned space with hardwood floors, Ikea furniture, well stocked bookshelves and a study space consisting of a simple chair and desk with a laptop and school books. 

A small doll, an action figure was posed in a sitting position on the desktop facing the occupied day bed in the darkened room. The bed was covered with an inordinate number of comforters and blankets and there was some muted movement under the wealth of blankets.

Aquaman was getting a show.

The mass of quilts was undulating with slow measured movements and a low buzzing sound could be heard from the confines of the day bed. The low tunes of Mark Scott (Song-I Don't Wanna Come Down) wafted through the bedroom from a Hello Kitty radio alarm clock.

Leslie was playing with her trusty rabbit.

The small toy brought her so much pleasure that she could barely function without it. She would sometimes lock herself in her room and play with herself for hours. Her upbringing had instilled in her the belief that masturbation was wrong and she would hide under the quilts to use the toy.

The stacked brunette had pushed her ruffled bloomers down mid-thigh and was squirming around on her mattress in ecstasy. She used one hand to hold her delicate flower open and the other to apply the vibrator directly onto her clit.

"Fuck me, ooohh shit! Right there, yeah right there." Images of Humbert crying and struggling under her as his ass was plowed danced in her mind's eye. The second "Hook-Up" had been all she imagined and more. 

Leslie pressed the small vibrator down on her clit even further and used two fingers on her other hand to rub her crotch vigorously as the strong orgasm took her.

FFFFFFUUUUUCCK!! She suddenly screamed from beneath numerous blankets as she soiled her sheets and actually squirted a visible jet of her cum.

The heat in her makeshift quilted fort was too much at this point and she was forced to toss back the covers as she basked in the afterglow of her self-gratification.

"Holy shit... I've gotta get some more of Humbert's pussy." She said to herself as she rubbed her sweaty brow.

Her I-phone suddenly started ringing with the Miley Cyrus tune she'd chosen for it and the display on the window revealed a picture she and her BFF had taken last summer at a local carnival.

"Where you been biatch?" Red's voice boomed at her with faux anger.

"I was, uh kind of busy."

"Too busy to pick up your fucking phone whore?" Now Red sounded like she was on the verge of getting angry and Leslie definitely didn't want that force directed at her.

"Melissa, I'm really fucking sorry. I didn't mean to be an absentee partner-in-crime. What have you done now?" 

"Brad fucking cheated on me."

"Get out of here Red, even that meat head wouldn't have the nerve to cross you." Humbert was momentarily forgotten as the buxom brunette leaned forward pulling the covers over her rounded hips.

"I serious bitch!! That motherfucker's been fucking that fat cunt April!!"

"You not talking about that Twilight Emo with the humongous knockers are you?" Leslie couldn't believe her ears as she listened to Red recount the past twenty-four hours taking in every juicy detail of Brad's infidelity, the vicious retribution on the chubby teacher's assistant and the sexual embargo.

"Wow, I feel like I've been on the moon to have missed all this drama."

"By the way, just where the fuck were you doing all of this shit?" Leslie was apprehensive about revealing her solo attack on Humbert even as she started to become a little damp between the legs.

"It's a long story Red, that's all I really want to say until I see you face to face. There's some stuff I really need to let you in on babe."

"Well you can tell me right now because I'm sitting in front of your house in my car bitch." Leslie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

"I'll be right out. Give me a few minutes to clean up Red."

*****

Humbert sat in the bathtub soaking. It had become an early morning ritual since he was violently raped weeks ago and was the only thing that soothed his damaged rectum. 

The hot water in the tub was crimson tinged from the blood that leaked from his anus. He'd bled even more profusely than the last time because of the nature of the latest attack. Leslie hadn't used enough lube and as a result it had felt like his insides were being turned inside out. He'd managed to get rid of the evidence trashing his bed sheets and flipping the blood stained mattress. Initially he'd tried to staunch the flow of blood by shoving a wad of his mother's maxi-pads into his gaped asshole, but that didn't seem to work.

He'd been "fortunate" enough to find the butt plug Leslie had also forced upon him in the aftermath of the library assault and lo and behold...it actually worked.

Every time he thought about Leslie, he'd feel sick and disgusted like he was going to vomit. His mind's eye just kept wandering back to that image he remembered from the mirror on the back of his door as he was being savagely fucked.

He just kept seeing the half-crazed look on the beautiful face of the cheerleader, the way her huge natural breasts swayed and bounced as she drove "her plastic cock" up his ass...and the almost demonic crimson tint to her flawless skin as she bucked and undulated violating him solely for her sick pleasure.

"Never again bitch." He whispered to himself as he painfully leaned forward and pulled the drain plug in the tub.

The butt plug sat on the toilet waiting to be inserted.

*****

Red's Camaro sat in front of Maplewood's only thrift store and the two girls sat in the car watching the building. Red had barely given Leslie a moment to jump into the vehicle before speeding off down the highway to the center of town. Now Leslie found herself sitting in her car as her friend watched a closed store.

"Okay I'll bite what the fuck is this all about?" Red all but ignored her best friend as she pulled a pair of binoculars up and used them to get the store's hours. 

"I've got a little time, so I'll make this brief. I need to gauge a subject for a new social experiment of mine."

"Oh yeah, what's that?" Leslie was curious to say the least.

"First things first babe, I asked you where the fuck you were yesterday and you still haven't answered me. Now seeing as how you're usually very giving with the details when you've been bad, I figure you've done something pretty fucked up even by my standards." Red was looking Leslie dead in the eye and she was wilting a bit under the green eyed glare of truth as her friend called the technique. At this point, she knew it was futile to keep secrets.

"I fucked Humbert yesterday. I fucked him in the ass like we did a couple of weeks ago."

"Oh really, and how did you accomplish that little feat on your own?" From the sound of her voice, Leslie couldn't gauge what her friend's initial reaction was going to be.

"I uh, I gave him a little incentive. I well, I blackmailed him into it."

"What did you blackmail him with pray tell?"

"I told him, well-I told him that you were gonna tell your dad everything and that he was going to jail. I asked him for that dildo we used and the pathetic loser actually kept it ...so I fucked him again to uh, keep him in line."

Leslie sat in silence for a moment processing what had been told to her before quickly shoving her best friend's head into the passenger side window of her Camaro. 

"STUPID CUNT!! I TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HUMBERT ALONE DIDN'T I WHORE?!!" Red suddenly exploded with a few brutal closed fists to the back of Leslie's shoulder blade.

"DON'T FUCKING HIT ME RED!! I WAS JUST PLAYING WITH HIM AND SHIT HAPPENED!!" Red had leaned over towards her seat and was shaking her best friend and slamming her head against the armrest on the passenger side door.

"Shit happened? Shit happened?!! YOU FUCKED UP LESLIE!! THAT FUCK IS GONNA TALK NOW!! Don't think my dad's gonna get you out of the shit too bitch. Ask yourself this asshole-Was it really worth it to go back and rape that little wimp again?"

"Yeah."

Red was blown away by Leslie's answer. She sat in silence for a few moments processing her best friend's answer. She remembered how they'd planned the whole thing together scoping out Humbert for a week and finding out where he worked in order to have the best chance to get away with essentially raping a man. She remembered how doubtful Leslie had been before they'd gotten started and how excited the stacked brunette was afterward. She'd specifically told Leslie that they should ignore Humbert for the most part and let the whole incident settle down naturally.

Red was pretty sure that Humbert wouldn't tell anyone about being sodomized by the two most popular girls in Maplewood high. It would be too humiliating for a guy to admit that he'd been overpowered and fucked up the ass by women. She'd been counting on the nerd's ego to keep everything under wraps and now...Leslie had fucked up by using her name in order to rape him a second time.

"You know Leslie, if you weren't my friend I'd totally fucking kill you right now. But we have to fix this shit."

"He's not going to say anything Red. He's a little pussy okay?" The brunette was gathering herself and adjusting her blouse over her huge tits.

"We have to fix this situation. I don't feel comfortable with your bullshit Leslie."

"I fucked him, I fucked his pretty little asshole raw and I know deep down in his geek heart that he loved every minute of it."

Red just stared at her friend shaking her head.

"You should have been there Red to see Humbert taking that cock up his ass like a fucking champ!! Yeah he cried a lot and everything but you see there was this totally awesome connection between us Red. I know it!! I FUCKING KNOW IT!!"

"Shut up Leslie."

Leslie immediately complied and found that she was unable to look her friend in the eye. Shame read across the brunette's features as Red turned her attention back to the store.

As if on cue April half hobbled down the street apparently still feeling the effects of her recent assault by Red and the rest of the cheerleading squad (Sans Leslie). True to her word, April's mom had begun home schooling the embittered teen in face of the horrible incident. If she was under strict supervision before, her mother had increased her vigilance tenfold and had even confiscated her phone and periodically locked up her computer when she wasn't doing schoolwork.

April was miserable to say the very least.

Even in the face of the assault and the promise of more she'd attempted to call Brad to warn him of Red's dark promise to make him suffer. Her efforts which included sneaking out of her home in the middle of the night and going on a nearly mile and a half hike had met with failure, she'd poured over five dollars in laundry change into a pay phone only to have Brad's little sister slam on her repeatedly.

Her only solace was her part time job at the thrift store. The family of two needed the money and it was the only time she could use a computer without her mother looking over her shoulder. She unlocked the key to the store and let herself in to open for the day.

As was her custom, she would grab the community laptop from under the register and head off to the bathroom to surf the net during her morning pee. Her vagina still burned from the tobasco sauce and the pointed end of the plastic cone that had been shoved deep into her body by Red. The doctors told her that the pain would subside over time, but today just wasn't that day.

She had done a few levels of Pepper Panic Saga, when she heard a noise in the adjoining break room. After a few moments, she realized that someone was banging on the glass window of the store and quickly exited the restroom.

Red was leaning against the window with her face pressed against the glass staring directly at her. 

April froze in the gaze of the smiling cheerleader less than ten feet away from her. Her heartbeat began to race as she was jolted back to reality by the rapping on the glass by the thin fingers of Red.

"Don't you hear me knocking?" Red half yelled through the glass. April still didn't respond trembling at the sight of the red head.

"Aren't you gonna let me in April?"

The trembling became more pronounced as horror overtook the chubby teen when the knocking on the window became louder.

"Let me in-April!" Red demanded of the teen who took two small steps back away from the window.

"Bitch-I said LET ME IN!!" She was definitely getting angry at the horrified girl in front of her emphasizing her words by slamming her fists against the window. April grabbed the sides of her head shaking her head "NO" as Red started screaming at her through the window.

"OPEN UP CUNT!!" April actually stumbled back and fell on her ass. The sight of the terrified teen falling over broke Red's anger momentarily and she began laughing hysterically as she calmed down.

"Okay little piggy, you don't know how to open a door. Tell you what, I'll give you a little demo babe." Red motioned towards her sports car parked across the street and April watched in fear as Leslie emerged from the vehicle and casually walked around to the driver's side pulling a baseball bat from an open window. 

Leslie walked across the street holding the bat soldier-like against her shoulder and ceremonially placed the weapon in Red's hand. April's eyes grew as wide as saucers.

"NONONONO!!" The chubby teen gathered herself as she ran to the door waving her hands in front of her to stop Red from smashing in the plate glass window.

April fumbled with the store keys finally opening the door. Red smiled at her as she walked into store flanked by Leslie.

The overhead lights hadn't been turned on yet and the area was dark even though it was early morning. Red walked April up against the wall placing the bat under her chin and adding pressure with the palm of her opposite hand.

"You heard me knocking right?"

"Yeah."

"Why didn't you open the fucking door then bitch?" Red began to put more pressure on the bat forcing it into the girl's chin.

"I-Uh I didn't expect to see you there." April managed to blurt out even though she was being half choked by the bat.

"Is that right little piggy?"

"Yeah-I mean yes." April stuttered as her massive chest heaved and shook from her trembling.

"I can't believe Brad chose this stupid chunker over you. Shit, who would've known that witless fuck was a closet chubby chaser." Leslie shook her head as she watched the proceedings.

"WRONG BITCH!!" Red corrected her friend hating even the assumption that she had come in second behind anyone.

"That soon to be Wishing he were Dead fucktard liked this bitch for her big sloppy titties."

"Oh yeah, this cow does seem to have some fucking mountains on her. Bet those udders are pointed straight at the floor." Leslie laughed as Red turned her attention back towards her prey.

"I've seen them and actually they're kind of impressive. (To April) Hey cunt, pull your pig tits out for my girl here."

April made the mistake of hesitating for a moment until Red shoved the end of the bat into the area just over her breasts with the muted thud from the impact sounding off in the empty store.

"P-Please." April begged off further abuse with the bat.

She reached down and pulled her tattered Dead Kennedys t-shirt over her head revealing her doughy gut and massive 42G breasts which were encased in the best minimizer brassiere her mother could find. Her mother had actually blamed her large breasts for the attack at the school and encouraged her embittered daughter to consider a breast reduction. Now standing in front of Red and her accomplice, April began to consider her mother's suggestion.

"Everything whore." 

With some effort April managed to pull the extremely tight fitting undergarment up over her huge tits causing them to flop out even further in a bouncing motion right before both of the astonished cheerleaders.

"Holy Shit girlfriend...They're even better looking than mine." Leslie was astonished.

"Yeah, this fucking slut used her trashy fun bags to titfuck Brad, but even that wasn't good enough for that asshole. Tell Leslie here what happened to you piggy."

"Please Red; I don't want to talk about that."

Red suddenly swung the bat into the wall at April's head and the girl barely dodged the blow which stuck the brick wall chipping some of the red granite. April sat on the floor holding her palms over her massive breasts and looking up at the two girls.

"I'm not gonna ask again cunt."

"He raped me." April mumbled and Leslie immediately laughed while Red stared down the stacked brunette until she realized she was the only one laughing.

"Fuck, you're serious aren't you?" The silence that followed was Leslie's only answer as she looking down at the chubby teen with tears running down her rounded face.

"Man, that's fucked up." Leslie replied before cupping her hand over her mouth remembering her own actions nearly twenty-four hours earlier.

April had begun to quietly sob and Red took immediate notice.

"Take a minute whore." Leslie immediately wandered down the aisle and began looking through some second hand jewelry. April found herself being nudged in the head with the bat. Red motioned towards the break room and the teen reluctantly climbed to her feet and entered the room.

"Make me a cup of coffee." Red made herself at home as she noticed the laptop on the break room table and flipped it open.

"Hey, cool shit I like this game too. I've got it on my phone." April didn't respond as she cleaned the filter on the modest coffee maker. She felt like a prisoner at home with her mother always a half step behind her and now she was a virtual hostage at her own part-time job. She half considered flinging the pot of hot fluid in Red's face and making a run for it, but knew Leslie would be waiting in the other room. She remembered full well being punched in the face with a closed fist while having her legs taken out from underneath her body at the same time.

April gingerly filled the cup and placed it in front of Red who was staring at the laptop.

"Have a seat piggy."

April complied with the command sitting barely noticing or acknowledging that her huge massive breasts were still on display in front of her antagonist.

"Uh, how do you like your coffee Red?"

"The same as you cow. Go ahead and make it the way you like darling." Red was still reading something on the laptop as April poured six packets of sugar and a drop of milk into her coffee cup.

"Okay, I'm finished." April cupped the mug in both hands offering it to Red.

"Chill out with the fucking coffee piggy." The chubby girl sat the cup down as she nervously watched Red stand and walk behind her chair. She jumped a little when she felt the cheerleader's hands cup her breasts and begin to roughly knead them.

"What are we gonna do with you April my fat little piggy tits?" The redhead's fingers pulled on her small nipples rolling them between her narrow fingers until the she started to squirm.

"Please don't hurt me Red." She begged eliciting a sharp tug on her little raspberry colored nipples as her chest took on a crimson tint from the brutal handling of her monster sized tits.

"You started it April. You hurt me first bitch and you're still bullying me right now." April snarled into her ear after which she sank her teeth into the cartilage knowing slightly on one of her punk style earplug earrings.

"No Red...I wouldn't fuck with you...No!"

She jumped slightly as Red leaned forward and turned the laptop towards the busty teen. 




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 04



April had left her Facebook page open and Red had obviously been reading her messages. One particular post was highlighted.

"Would you mind reading that message for me piggy?"

"Please Red, don't make me."

"Okay, I'll be honest with you April. I can't make up my mind about your fat ass and I'm honestly torn between having my friend Leslie come in here with that baseball bat and shoving it up your diseased cooter or making you stand on your head while I pour that hot coffee into your gaped pussy after I fist you for an hour."

Red punctuated her statement by closing her fingers around the girl's throat and squeezing.

"Okay, I'll read it." April sobbed.

"Good idea piggy." She returned her hands to the crying girl's tits kneading and rubbing them as April pulled the computer closer to read the message on the screen.

"Brad-Why won't you talk to me? I know you're still scared about what happened between us, but I just want to see you. Don't worry, I won't ever tell anybody about that morning. I know how you get when it comes to my tits and well, I have to take some responsibility for "teasing" you into what you did. I just-I just want to talk and work something out. I should have been honest with you about my feelings from the beginning. Even after what happened to me at school, I, I want to be with you I guess. But I guess you're worried about Red finding out. It would be worth that humiliation I received if we could be "together" at least one more time and see where it goes from there." The chubby teen's voice faltered as she read the message aloud. 

"Wow April that was heart wrenching to say the least." April suddenly realized that the redhead's fingers were between her legs rubbing on her sex in a measured circular motion. She didn't know how to react to the slow building stimulation.

"So tell me piggy, what'd my asshole boyfriend write back?"

"Uh, nothing Red. It's been over a week."

"How do you feel about that April?" The teen felt the cheerleader's fingers breach the interior of her panties and caress and tug on her pubic hairs.

April didn't answer.

"I asked you a question whore."

The chubby teen suddenly felt a swell of anger and defiance in her body that burst deep from within.

"FUCK IT RED!! You can fucking do whatever to me, I don't fucking care anymore!! I already fucking apologized for GETTING RAPED!! I WAS IN BRAD'S LIFE FIRST OKAY?!!"

BANG!!-Red immediately shoved the chubby teens head into the table with enough force to bounce it and send the girl to the tiled floor on her back. April struggled to get up and received a swift kick in the ass for her efforts.

"You don't know shit baby. I'll see you later April, I promise you whore." Red then quietly turned and walked out of the break room. 

*****

"Fucking cunt!" Brad slammed his razor down on his bedside table nearly smashing the thin phone into oblivion.

It had been a week since what was being known as "The Pussy Embargo" had gone into effect and true to her word; Red had effectively cut off his so-called pussy privileges amongst the young and hot social scene at Maplewood High. Whenever he would approach one of the other cheerleaders or the majorettes, they would scream Red's name at him laughing and jeering the star jock away.

He had nearly laughed in the coach's face when told of the deal made with his girlfriend and a small part of him wondered what had actually passed between them. He had more than once noticed the coach's errant glances whenever Red and the squad launched into one of their meticulously choreographed routines during games.

It was true that Red was the greatest fuck he'd ever had but he was determined to defy his dominant girlfriend and rail the snot out of some unsuspecting coed. He loved the shocked expression on girl's faces when he pulled his monster sized cock out before their saucer sized eyes. Loved the sudden gasp each one of them emitted when he rammed it home into either their too small pussy or assholes. Red had been his first, teaching him how to use his size and power, teaching the inexperienced teen to touch with the softness of a female, and the most sensitive areas of a woman's body. 

...it hadn't been easy.

He had recently arrived in town and made a few friends during a pick-up game in the park. One of the guys named Todd had invited Brad to the local community center for a battle of the bands and it was there that she had approached him. How could he forget the drop dead gorgeous redhead with the alabaster skin, piercing green eyes and stunning dancer's figure. 

Her name was Melissa Reed and she was the sheriff's daughter. She was known for having a really bad temper and that she ruled the cheerleading squad with an iron fist. She liked to go by her nickname...Red.

He remembered how she'd danced around him as he stared in awe in the middle of that community center rec room rubbing her curvy ass shamelessly all over his crotch. She was wearing a orange baby t-shirt with some weird cartoon character called a schmoo on the chest and a pair of daisy dukes jean shorts that damn near resembled a thong showed off her juicy curvy bubble butt.

He'd been plied with beer until he was barely able to stand and ushered into the redhead's sports car. He hadn't even got comfortable in his seat before she was speeding down the highway to a secluded spot just outside of Maplewood where the young lovers would spoon and grope each other for what seemed like hours.

He remembered how Red's eyes had widened after she pulled his huge cock out of his too tight skinny jeans and how she's played with his member tugging and jerking on it making him shoot wad after wad of cum all over the front seat while she laughed. She'd followed up by wrapping her full lips around the fat head of his cock and sucking and teasing it for all she was worth nearly making him scream.

Red would then ask him point blank if he wanted to fuck her brains out with what she called his third leg and after he'd nodded his agreement, she'd coaxed him out of the car into the nearby wood.

She'd ask him if he had condoms and virgin that he was Brad would admit that he didn't. She'd run back to her car telling him that she had one and would drive off leaving him in the middle of nowhere.

He'd have been pissed if he wasn't so horny.

Red would act as if the whole thing didn't happen ignoring him at school while his buddies laughed at how he'd been played. It drove him to distraction until he sought to have it out with Red finding her lounging in her car smoking a joint in the school parking lot. 

She'd smiled and welcomed him into her car offering him her joint. He was confused taking a virgin puff on the joint and coughing profusely while Red laughed.

...unfortunately her father would pull up beside his daughter's car and give the scared jock a stern talking to with his hand on his weapon for emphasis. 

The Sheriff actually believed that Brad had given his daughter the joint. 

He still trembled remembering the not so subtle threat from the angry father and the click of the hammer on his service revolver as Red bounced over taking blame for the joint. The sheriff of course didn't believe a word and parted pointing a finger at the terrified jock while his daughter giggled.

She offered him a ride home after her father had drove off, but he declined.

"Pussy." She laughed before speeding off in her Camaro. 

He'd decided to find greener pastures and was chatting up a thin blonde named Sally when that alluring Redhead decided to force her way into his life again. She simply walked up to the budding couple in the school cafeteria and poured his carton of milk over the blonde's head causing the frightened girl to run off crying.

Less than thirty minutes later, he found himself in her bed room scared to death that her father was lurking in the closet with a shotgun at the ready. Red had eased his fears with a beer and a tour of her rustic styled ranch house. Seems she was somewhat of an adrenaline junkie and was involved in a number of sports as well as some mixed martial arts. She even tried to get the enthralled jock to engage in an impromptu wrestling match which he begged off as she tickled him.

She just seemed to overwhelm him her personality and aggressive demeanor that just bordered on threatening. So much so that when she asked him if he was a virgin, he'd answered truthfully. After hearing his answer she'd dug her claws even further into the jock coveting his "cherry" as she ushered him into her bedroom and made him strip nude.

He felt like her play thing as she rubbed and fondled every inch of his body even measuring his cock at a healthy eleven inches. She had remained clothed as she gave her new boyfriend an extremely sloppy blowjob culminating in an explosive facial that left him drained.

He was beyond excited as Red showered while he waited on her futon hard as a rock. Brad would never forget the sight of Red walking into the bedroom fully nude in all of her glory marveling at her sculpted figure so much that he nearly jizzed himself.

Then he had to go and ruin it all.

In short order he'd lost his shit and tossed Red on the bed forcing his cock into her extremely tight pussy and royally fucking her ...for all of two minutes. He would shoot a massive load all over her taut stomach. He'd been in a frenzy and lost control not even realizing that the entire time he been fucking her, the cheerleader had been casually lying on her back watching his prick pump in and out of her with a bored detached look on her face.

"Are you finished asshole?" She'd asked before launching her foot into his chin. She'd had a twenty-two pistol under her pillow and used it to escort him from her home. 

He spent a number of days worrying that the sheriff would be coming for him before stupidly seeking Red out again to apologize.

The angry cheerleader would coerce him into licking her cunt as she leaned against her vehicle until she experienced a violent orgasm while the other girls on the squad looked on making comments such as "He's all cock and no brain" and referring to him as a mongoloid. After she'd squirted in his mouth she and her friends packed into her vehicle.

"You know, I used the toilet before you licked me and I didn't wipe or nothing."

He watched the car full of laughing teens drive off and figured it was finally over between Red and him. He'd recently made the football team right before all the drama had begun and figured he would throw himself into his work to forget the stunning redhead. The team would go on to win the first ten games in blow-outs that were almost cartoonish. Brad's popularity seemed to be on the rise almost overnight and he would suddenly find himself back in Red's good graces as she appeared at his home and literally fucked him silly while telling him that she "forgave" him. A week later they would officially consummate their relationship making it official. 

The redhead had attached herself to him almost from the moment he'd arrived at Maplewood High. He barely had room to breathe under the smothering, stifling attention of his socially powerful girlfriend. Yeah, she may have found out about April, but there had been others who were lucky enough to be impaled by his legendary schlong.

He was determined to get himself laid despite what had been told to him and chaffed under the assumption that some cunt could effectively "bench" him.

He flipped open his laptop and began surfing the net for some porn to jerk off to when he spotted the message from his former childhood friend and crush April. He hesitantly opened the message and read it before deleting it.

"Fucking tease." He thought under his breath as his cock stirred in memory of the chubby girl's huge breasts and how he hard he had fucked her while she screamed for mercy.

His mind wandered back to that fateful morning when he had finally nailed the chubby teen and got his fill of her monstrous breasts. It had been a constant unfulfilled itch that had plagued him for over a year and he relished the fact that he'd gotten away with it for the most part. April had been sending him these pleading type emails for weeks now trying to get him to meet up with her so they could "talk things out." At first he had been afraid to respond figuring it was some sort of sting to entrap him with the cops, but later when nothing happened he began to think she wanted more of his cock.

"Fuck it. The answer is right in front of my face." He laughed as he began typing a short message to April.

*****

April had finally mustered up enough courage to come out of the break room. The thrift store was empty and the doors wide open. A few customers had wandered in off the streets. Some of the people were bewildered at the state of the store.

The cheerleaders had trashed a couple of aisles where the women's items and accessories were kept. Leslie had helped herself to some trendy bracelets and rings while Red had simply knocked over everything in her path as she left the store.

She counted her lucky stars that she'd only received a minor beating and considered turning in her resignation at the end of the day to avoid any further incidents. She would have felt relieved if she didn't have this nagging illness, this nausea lingering about since Red slammed her head against the table. She excused herself to the few customers in the store and went back into the break room to get some aspirin and that's when she noticed it for the first time. 

The laptop was gone.

"FUCK ME!!" April screamed at the top of her lungs.

*****

"I'm sorry about what happened. I just want you to know that I never meant to hurt you." Brad typed while watching a game on the television. 

There was no response in the message box even though it appeared that she was online.

"I wish I could take it all back. I really wish we could just be friends again." Of course he didn't mean any of the things he wrote and was trying to get a dialogue going so that he could eventually get into the chubby teen's pants again.

Still no response as the jock sat pensively waiting. He watched the game with the same vested interest figuring that he would be drafted into one off the college teams playing on the screen. He had calmed down a bit but still had a simmering anger towards his girlfriend. He had some pics on his computer that he had transferred from his camera phone of Red's bubble butt. He'd considered making the photos public to get payback on the redhead for humiliating him.

Suddenly the sound of an incoming message alerted the jock.

"What about Red?" Was April's written response and Brad scratched his head wondering why she would bring up his girlfriend.

"What about her? I don't want to talk about that bitch. I'm pretty pissed about what she did to you." He typed back hoping to score some brownie points. 

"Wanna hook up?" He was shocked at the quick turn around and couldn't believe his dumb luck. 

Couldn't believe he'd get a chance to get his hands on her luscious hooters once again. This time he would take his time and fuck her right. Some dumb ass bet wouldn't hinder his time as he royally railed the snot out of his childhood friend.

"You want to come over here?" He typed back anxiously.

"No, I'm scared Red will find out and hurt my again Brad." He felt a flush of emotion wash over him as he continued typing.

"Don't worry about that skank. I'll never let her touch you again April." He typed back trying to get the chubby teen to close the deal. Sweat started to run down his brow as he typed and he cursed April under his breath for making him think too much.

"Can you protect me?" 

"Yeah, don't worry about a thing. Where do you want to meet?" He hoped he didn't seem overanxious.

"How about the school? Tonight at say, about nine?" 

"Why the school?" He typed genuinely confused.

"Why not?"

*****

Red and Leslie sat in their favorite booth at Ms.Piggies (A local restaurant chain of just one in Maplewood. Just think Norms or Denny's). Red had spent the last thirty minutes tapping away on the laptop she'd stolen from April after slamming her head into the break room table.

"See you at nine...I'm really looking forward to seeing you again April." Both girls watched the response on the screen. 

"My god he's so fuckin' dense, what'd you ever see in him?" Leslie laughed as she stuffed an onion ring in her mouth.

"It's a big cock thing, but you wouldn't know shit about that would you Leslie?" Red sounded annoyed as she closed the laptop.

"Fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Now, now don't be coy with me bitch. I'm referring to the Humbert situation we have on our hands." Red took a deep bite of her B.L.T sandwich as she looked over at her friend sharing her side of the booth.

"Don't worry about that Red, I got it under control." Leslie was visibly nervous.

"Oh yeah?!! Don't fuck with me you stupid cunt." The words rolled off the redhead's tongue with a serpentine grace that accentuated her building anger with her best friend.

"I don't care if you wanna fuck your own shit up, but bitch you involved me. What am I supposed to do when that fucking geek tricks on us to the cops, huh?!!" Red tossed the sandwich onto the table as some patron watched disturbed by her language.

"I know Humbert and he ain't saying shit Red. He's probably jizzing himself to me right now. As long as he thinks there's a chance he's getting into my panties, he's down for whatever. Now eat your sandwich bitch." There was a frenzied cadence to Leslie's words that suggested that she was trying to make herself believe her words more than anybody else.

"Down for whatever? ...oh, you're gonna try to fuck him again?" Red asked as she stuffed an onion ring into her mouth. The girls were sharing a plate.

"He knows he's down with getting that ass fucked hard. Oh Red you just don't know what it's like being in control and pushing into that little pussy of his." The buxom cheerleader's panties were starting to become damp at the thought.

"Girlfriend, you're seriously fucked up. Anybody tell you that lately."

"Only the whore that's supposed to be my best friend." Leslie suddenly felt self-conscious and worried that she'd shared too much. She felt a twinge of fear as Red leaned forward with an angry smile on her face.

"Tell you what Leslie, would you bet your ass on Humbert keeping quiet?"

"Yeah, yeah he ain't saying a fucking thing about us. What's on your mind?" Leslie didn't know where her friend was going with the conversation but had to follow the redhead's lead anyway.

"I was up late last night actually studying for the fucking constitution test and watching the tube. I was watching one of those shitty Star Wars prequels and it just came to me... serious epiphany."

"What?"

"Don't strain your brain girlfriend, I'm gonna spell it out for you. I was watching the one where the shitty actor turns fully evil and the old emperor fuck-like makes him into a total badass...uhm, Darth Vader."

"Darth Vader? What the hell are you talking about bitch?" Leslie was confused running her fingers through her dark tresses.

"I want an apprentice."

"I don't get it Red. What do you mean?" Leslie was genuinely interested.

"I want to make our little duo...a trio. I'm proposing a bet."

"Yeah, what kind of bet?"

"I'm betting that I can turn somebody into one of us Leslie. Make her embrace our ways and I want to bet that you can't do the same with Humbert." Red smiled as she watched her friend realize what was being proposed.

"What's in it for me?"

Red tossed her car keys to her stacked friend. She knew that Leslie hated her less-than-stellar vehicle and secretly coveted her wheels. Leslie held the keychain in front of her flawless features pondering the proposal.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 04



"What happens if you win?" Red smiled at this question as she nibbled on the last onion ring while giving the brunette her patented deep gaze into her hazel eyes.

"If I win and make no mistake about it whore...I-will-win, you will have to FUCK any asshole I tell you to on the spot for a year. I mean tongue kissing sucking his cock and balls, licking his nasty asshole and actually taking a cock in your holier than thou virgin pussy...your asshole will be on the table as well bitch."

Red giggled as the color left her friend's face and the girl dropped the keys to the table clutching her bosom. Leslie took a deep drink of her Arnold Palmer nearly choking on the tea.

"We don't have to bet do we Red?"

"If you don't take the bet, you're off the squad and I'll probably take it personally."

"Personally?"

"Yeah."

"Guess it's a bet then huh?" Leslie replied nervously reaching across the table and locking her fingers with Red's. The girls snapped their fingers back mutually accepting the bet.

*****

It had taken April nearly her entire shift to clean the store and get the place back into order after the cheerleader visit. She had locked up everything and was staring out the window waiting for her mother to pick her up when she noticed Leslie standing across the street leaning against her Chevy Nova.

Her heart jumped when she realized that the brunette was looking directly at her. Leslie smiled and waved before reaching into her car and pulling the stolen laptop from its confines. She raised the laptop over her head sending the visual cue that she was going to smash the computer into a thousand pieces. 

April waved her off and stepped outside as the cheerleader beckoned her over with a crooked finger.

"What does Red want now?" April tried to sound confident but her voice faltered a bit.

"Come with me piggy." Leslie replied placing the laptop under her arm.

"B-but my mom is gonna pick me up." She stuttered not knowing what would become of her if she followed the tall, stacked brunette.

"She's gonna be late piggy, I kind of have the inside track on this kind of shit. Get in the car."

"Look uh, Leslie that's your name right? Tell Melissa that I'm sorry...REALLY SORRY."

"Get in the fuckin' car." Leslie tossed the laptop in the backseat and stood there looking at the shorter chubby teen. Both of the girl's impressive chests almost touched.

*****

Brad had showered and slapped on some clothing (Sans underwear for easy access should the situation call for it.). He even took time to do a little bit with his hair as he grabbed a few condoms from his dresser. It was getting late and he wanted to have as much time as possible screwing April.

He bolted out of his front door and jumped down the stairs on his way to his car.

"Where's the fire stud?" Red was sitting in front of his home on the hood of her Camaro. Her vehicle was blocking his car in the driveway.

"Oh, uh Hi Red. I was just gonna hang out with some friends."

"Anybody I know?"

"Just a couple of the guys from the team. Just having a few beers is all." He was instantly bewildered by the presence of his girlfriend.

"I'd like a beer or two. Mind if I tag along?" She smiled as she jumped from the hood of her car.

"Come on Red, it's just gonna be guys there." She locked her arms around his waist looking deeply into his eyes and batting her own nearly incandescent green eyes for effect.

"Are you sure there's only gonna be guys where ever the fuck it is you're going?"

"Yeah babe, just a few of the fellas kicking it. It's a guy thing and well, we said none of our girlfriends were coming." He tried to sound earnest, but she made him uneasy.

"That sounds pretty shitty, you guys gotta little circle jerk going on?"

"FUCK NO!! I HATE IT when you start in with all that gay shit. I ain't no fag!" She just laughed and ran her fingers over his buttocks.

"Don't be mad." Her hands had his fly down in an instant and she found no underwear sparking her curiosity.

"Going commando there are we?"

"I just didn't have any clean underwear okay?!" He almost half pleaded as he felt her fingers close tightly around his shaft. He watched as she pulled his fully erect penis out into the open.

"Come on, we're in front of my house. My mom might see." The redhead was paying him no mind as she spread precum around on the fat head of his cock.

"You don't like this?" She purred as she tugged loosely on his cock watching it slowly fatten and expand as her other hand had found his balls and cupped them. She giggled mischievously laughing at the power she had over him.

"You don't like this?" She stroked a little harder eliciting a moan from the jock.

"F-Fuck Red...shit that feels good. But you can't do this cause my parents are home. Come on Melissa, they might even be looking at us right now." His voice was barely audible as he pleaded with his girlfriend.

"You don't like this asshole?"

"I fucking love it Red." He finally admitted giving himself over to the smug redhead. She was his first and had taught him everything he knew. She couldn't be denied once she had her teeth into something.

"Alright, get in the car." She reluctantly let go of his manhood and opened the door to her car motioning for him to get in the backseat. April was already an afterthought as she slammed the door and hopped into the driver's seat. She fired up her car almost before he could react and sped across the street into the driveway of a darkened home.

He was apprehensive as she turned grinning towards him with a familiar predatory smile reading across her features.

"Pull you junk all the way out babe, I want to see it." He slowly unzipped his jeans freeing his massive package for his girlfriend to see.

"Yeah, there it is ...the star attraction Bradford."

"Come and get it." He grinned stroking his endowment as she watched. She wore a flannel shirt cut into a wife beater and no bra. Most of her buttons were undone and she wasn't wearing a bra. Brad could make out the small half cups of her pert little boobs and her large nipples fully erect and raspberry colored.

"You wanna fuck me?" She purred almost cat-like.

"Yeah."

"How bad?"

"Real fuckin bad babe." He jerked harder on his cock getting more excited. He hadn't really had any contact with his angry girlfriend since the unfortunate encounter in the equipment room back at school.

"Is that right?"

"Fucking A right Melissa!! ... Please let me fuck the shit outta you!" He begged as she arched her back pushing her chest free of the shirt fully exposing her small tits.

"I bet you want me to climb over this seat and sit on that big horse cock of yours. I bet you want me to bounce all hard and shit on that monster while I'm twisting your nipples and spooning the fuck out of you. I bet you want to bust a big ass nut and fill my tight ass cunt with your babies and (panting)...and I bet you want me to lick and suck you clean." She sounded as if she were getting off just talking to him.

"PLEASE RED!!" He was almost in agony as he continued masturbating heavily in front of his panting girlfriend.

[CLICK.]

Brad found himself staring down the barrel of Red's 22 caliber pistol. His hand slowly loosened up its grip on his cock.

"Now now, now Bradford Tucker. Don't stop on my account baby. "She was still smiling at him as she motioned towards his cock with the weapon.

"FINISH YOURSELF MOTHERFUCKER!!" Red cocked the hammer on the weapon pointing it directly at his penis. Brad suddenly started jerking his cock in fear and seconds later shooting cum all over the backseat of the Camaro and the back of Red's driver's side seat.

"Lift you ball sack up baby." She motioned towards his crotch with the gun.

He dutifully obeyed lifting his scrotum up exposing the area underneath as she shoved the gun against his rectum.

"Please Melissa...Please don't shoot me." He begged.

"Oh but I want to Brad. I want to pull this trigger and blow your ass all over the backseat motherfucker."

"Please don't Melissa." Tears were running down his face as the barrel of the weapon was pressed harder against his rectum and began to find entrance.

"What did Coach tell you Bradford Tucker?"

"Huh?" He was caught off guard by the question as the redhead quickly responded by applying more force on his sphincter.

"What did Coach tell you Bradford Tucker?"

"AAAARRGHHH!! He told me no, no pussy until we ...AAAARGGHH!! He told me no pussy until we win the big game!!" He screamed while she twisted the head of the barrel around inside his asshole where it had been shoved.

"Do you know why he told you that?"

"AAAHHH FUUCK!! You ...AAAARRGGHHH!! YOU SAID I WAS...CUT AAAARGH!! CUT OFF!!" More of the weapon had been forced into his anus.

"That's right bitch. I don't want you wearing yourself out before the big game and I get my pound of flesh asshole. I want you to remember how this twenty-two feels inside your shitter and just thank god that I didn't bring my daddy's twelve gauge."

"UUGGGHH RED PLEEEAASE!!" The pain was becoming unbearable.

"I said that you are not to have any kind of sex until after the game. Make me believe you understand me Brad." She twisted the barrel around in his ass.

"I-AAAAAHHHHHH!! I UNDERSTAND RED!! PLEASE TAKE IT OUT!!"

She quickly yanked the gun out of his anus. There was some blood on the end of the barrel.

"Alright Brad, I like totally believe you." She grinned at him marveling at the crimson soaked barrel of her weapon.

"Get the fuck out of my car." He reached for the handle and instantly heard the click of the hammer on her weapon again.

"You left a mess in my backseat. Lick it up." He nodded his head as he leaned forward and began to lap up his mess under her watchful eye.

*****

April sat in the passenger seat curled up into a ball not knowing what would come next as Leslie sped towards Maplewood High blasting loud pop music. If the buxom brunette would have taken the time to scrutinize her prey, she would have noticed subtle differences in the chubby girl's demeanor. She would have noticed the ruddy cheeks and wet eyes of April. She had been softly weeping as she finished the last of her chores putting the thrift store back in order.

Leslie had even fastened her seatbelt pausing only long enough to make the customary veiled threat. Now the well-endowed fat girl was being driven most likely to her death remembering the murderous look she had received from Red before she stormed out of the store. She had heeded the redhead's call by proxy of her friend Leslie and now regretted getting into the car.

Leslie pulled up in front of the gymnasium and half dragged the girl into the building and into the weight room tossing her on the hard wood floor.

"Time for your education bitch." Leslie gestured towards the bulletin board hanging on a nearby wall.

April finally found out what happened to her brassiere. 

It was hanging on the wall, a perverted trophy of her supposed best friend, her first crush and rapist. It was tacked to the wall length wise resembling some odd pinned down butterfly showcasing her massive endowments.

"You son of a bitch." She muttered under her breath at barely a whisper crouched on the hardwood floor of the weight room. Leslie stood over her staring down at the tormented girl impassively.

"Fucking godless son of A BITCH!!" April suddenly flung a small object at the bulletin board and stormed out of the gym shoving a laughing Leslie aside.

After she was gone Leslie walked over to the bulletin board where April's brassiere was hanging and picked up the small object.

"Holy shit."

It was a pregnancy test.

...and it was positive.

*****

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 05



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience.

*****

April walked out of Maplewood High sobbing uncontrollably and shivering with rage. Leslie buzzed by her speeding out of the student parking lot her laughter getting caught in the wind. She noticed the laptop computer on the concrete where they had parked earlier and picked it up. The dark mascara that she used in abundance was running down her swollen cheeks with her tears. She opened the laptop to examine it and found the screen cracked. Somebody had obviously taken a hammer to it before it was returned to the chubby teen. 

"Got-Damn Bitches!!" She screamed flinging the destroyed laptop to the concrete in the center of the school parking lot as rain suddenly began to relentlessly pour down upon the weary teens. April looked up into the sky as her round features were pummeled by water and continued screaming hysterically.

"The world fucking HATES me!!" She found herself suddenly illuminated and turned to see a very familiar Camaro barreling towards her full speed. This was it; April knew her time had come as she stared vehicular manslaughter right in the eyes. She had loved him for years since they were kids, looked forward to someday being his wife and having his children ...his children!!

She realized that she was nothing to Bradford Tucker, nothing at all but a pair of humongous tits and bragging rights in the jock's locker room. 

The car screeched to a halt a few feet in front of her and the plump teen still collapsed to the ground in anticipation of the impact as she heard the car door open and slam shut. She looked up to see Red looking silently at her, intensity reading across her features.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!!" 

Red said nothing standing pat in the pouring rain just looking at April struggle to her feet on the wet concrete.

"I ASKED YOU A QUESTION-BITCH!" April screamed not caring anymore, feeling nothing but building rage. She stormed at the redhead and shoved her back with as much strength as she could muster.

"SAY SOMETHING BITCH!! SAY SOMETHING RED!!" It was if there was a raging fire in her chest roaring through her body as she found herself with a handful of Red's shirt while her other palm struck her foe across the face with a broad slap.

Red suddenly punched her in the nose with a closed fist dropping her instantly and causing her to topple over on her back in the rain. All fight suddenly flushed from her body, April lay on her back in the partially flooded lot starring up at Red.

"Why, why do you want to kill me?"

"I don't want to kill you April." Red kneeled in the water soaked lot and cradled the teen in her arms.

Their faces inches apart suddenly merged into an intimate embrace as their lips parted allowing one another access. Tongues ran over teeth and entwined, dueling as the women moaned. April was broken into so many pieces, charred on the inside by a jerk and she found herself nearly swooning in the arms of his evil girlfriend. She had been utterly humiliated threatened and bullied by this bitch and here she was kissing her nemesis full lips hungrily. 

Was she losing her mind?

Red had a handful of April's dyed locks in her fist roughly pulling the terrified teen's head back as she kissed her victim passionately, her other hand groping a massive breasts through the girl's soaked t-shirt. Her skilled fingers discovered an erect nipple and began rolling and kneading it mercilessly. After a few moments she felt fingers creeping along her thigh towards her crotch and breathlessly began ripping the collar of April's t-shirt partially exposing one of her large pale breasts. She wanted access to one of those huge knockers and she would not be denied. Red relentlessly tugged at the huge tit until she popped it free from its soaked confines revealing the huge saucer sized areola and the large erect nipple. She began suckling the tit like a woman possessed.

Both girls were oblivious to the pouring rain.

***** 

April's mother Betty was just getting off work at her second job working at a retirement home. It was dirty work cleaning up after the elderly and indigent dumping bed pans and changing diapers. She did what she felt was necessary to take care of her daughter. She loved her daughter dearly, but recent events had her wondering if she should send the trouble prone teen to live with relatives on the east coast.

Her only child had been horribly attacked and molested at the local high school recently prompting her to pull her daughter from school. Home schooling was simple enough given her teacher's background and dedication to giving her child a decent education. April had become sullen and secretive staying isolated in her room. She'd taken her daughter's computer not to punish her, but to force the teen to face her problems head on. She'd asked her daughter to consider a breast reduction and the girl had blown up in her face yelling and screaming.

Betty had kept her own considerable breasts which weren't much smaller than her daughter under excessive layers of clothing. In her day many guys had come to blows over her and nearly raped her during moments of severe indiscretion. She'd found religion and a husband later in life with her dedication to the lord being the only thing she could trust. Her husband had left her for "being frigid."

She had turned her marital loss around and dedicated herself to her troubled daughter April. 

"What in the blue blazes?" All of the tires on Betty's car had been slashed.

*****

There was a trail of clothing leading all the way from the open front door to her bedroom. The girls had gone into some sort of frenzy in which they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. They tirelessly kissed and groped one another as they undressed. April was nearly swooning and caught up in the moment as she and her nemesis found themselves in a perfect sexual storm from the moment Red had taken her in the parking lot, ripping and shredding her shirt off to expose her huge natural breasts practically devouring them licking and sucking for all she was worth. She'd thought to fight off the intense redhead, but her probing experienced fingers had quickly worked their way into her panties expertly manipulating her clit until April was bucking against her hand.

April was barely able to contain herself as she curled into a fetal position in Red's sports car rubbing herself as she stared incredulously at the woman who had made her life a living hell in recent weeks. She was a mess of emotion stripped raw in the pouring rain and out of control. April had lunged at Red and ripped her top exposing one of the small pert breasts. She'd begun roughly rolling the cheerleader's nipple for moment before taking it into her mouth and sucking so hard that he redhead swerved momentarily into the other lane and nearly crashed into another vehicle.

Red had skidded to a halt on the lawn in front of April's modest home and the girls half fought their way into the home not caring if anyone was there.

It just felt...so inevitable. 

Red had shoved the chubby, buxom teen onto her functional bed and pushed her fat thighs and knees into her massive chest while she rolled the large Hello Kitty panties off of her wide butt. She was breathing heavily in as April struggled against her pushing the redhead back off the bed with everything she could muster. Red laughed and stripped off the rest of her tattered clothing until she was standing there in her small white bikini panties.

"Aren't you gonna lose the panties?"

"Why? I know you'd like to rip them off yourself." Red smiled as she crawled onto the bed blanketing April's body under her own. The girl's lips found each other and they continued dueling with their tongues groping and fondling each other bodies. 

"So, you just wanted to fuck me?" April moaned as her breasts were mashed together and her small rubbery nipples were pinched and pulled. Red didn't respond, her maniacal intense gaze focused on the huge pale tits under her palms as she kissed, sucked and kneaded with a single minded intensity that was frightening to the chubby girl pinned under her. She alternated between wrapping her fingers around one massive tit and sucking on the nipple for all she was worth followed by the other, April knew that others coveted her breasts but she had never had her tits worshipped in this manner. Red seemed content to focus most of her attention on her chest and she had pushed both of her boobs together and was sucking both blood engorged nipples so hard that April was forced to grab a handful of her red hair and force her lips off nearly damaging Red's scalp.

"OOOooww!!" Red screamed and responded by viciously slapping the chubby teen across the cheek.

"You were hurting me, sorry." April cradled her cheek as she looked deep into Red's green eyes. The athletic redhead quickly straddled her chest pinning her arms down under her knees frightening the girl. She continued to remain silent as she softly ran her fingers across April's soft features rubbing the spot she had slapped only moments ago. It was like being in bed with a wild animal as Red played with her body like it was her own personal toy pursing the girl's lips together while she sucked on her own finger and followed this up by running the saliva covered finger across April's lips. 

April opened her mouth and took Red's finger inside sucking and licking it like it was a miniature cock. She made love to that finger with a slow sensual pace as she found another finger added to the mix. Red eventually had three fingers in April's mouth gagging the poor girl as copious amounts of spit ran freely down her chin and her mascara had been smeared and spread across her easy features mixed with tears.

Just when she was beginning to get afraid, the three fingers were snatched from her mouth and as she gasped for air, April felt the wet sloppy fingers enter her snatch. Red began to pump the three fingers between the puffy lips of her lower sex. Red was leaning back towards April's feet and working her cunt with machine-like precision.

April began to feel the beginnings of her own impending climax and she began to tremble slightly, her moans filling the small cramped bedroom with its quaint cheaply furnished interior and posters of garage bands and slasher movies. She didn't know how to feel as she was roughly finger fucked into submission by the most popular girl in Maplewood High and the most evil person she'd ever met. It felt like slivers of electricity running up her spine making her tight cunt drip profusely all over Red's fingers which were now curled slightly upward and touching her G-Spot.

"Fuck." She moaned as her body continued to respond to the redhead's masterful touch. Something about this just rang wrong and April began to squirm against her fingers trying to twist her body away from her antagonist, away from her bully.

"Cum for me bitch." Red huskily ordered as she smiled at the effect her fingers were having on April.

"N-Nuh, no." The tremors had grown in intensity and she tried to move her arms and get the much stronger woman off of her chest.

"Don't fight me, you know you want this and I'm the only one who can give it to you whore." She almost wished Red had remained mute as the fact that her bully knew what she was doing increased her humiliation a hundred fold.

"Nuh, no, no you've got to stop it." Her pussy was making loud squishy noises as it was pumped hard.

"Come on bitch, give up that nut. I want to see you cum on my hand." Red sounded a little more insistent this time as she realized April was trying to fight her efforts.

"You're gonna fight me for trying to make you happy?" Red was almost gasping at this point. April was beginning to experience a hard climax and was struggling to get away from the redhead. It felt so good to the teen, but she just didn't want to cum for Red.

"Don't!!" April gasped as the athletic redhead quickly slid down her body and thrust her remaining fingers into the chubby girl's cunt.

"FUUCK!!" April screamed at the top of her lungs as Red plunged her entire hand into her vagina. Red began shoving her hand as deep as she could get it and balling her hand into a fist on the way out of April's cunt. She closed the fingers of her other hand around the girl's throat and continued as the larger teen began bucking back effectively fucking her fist.

"Y-you can't fight it bitch, you can't fight me, FUCKING CUM FOR ME NOW!!" Red nipped her ear with her teeth and hissed into her ear. Her tongue followed sucking on her earlobe and licking her throat sending April over the edge.

"OOOOOHHH MY GAAAAWD!! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SOOOO FUCKING HAAAARD YOU EVIL BITCH!!" April was screaming so loud that she could probably be heard a few doors over in the neighborhood. Her body involuntarily bucked like a beached whale as she creamed and squirted a thick visible jet of cum from her vagina as Red laughed and cat-called continuing to work the chubby girl through a series of lesser orgasms that followed.

April found a burst of strength and shoved the redhead away, her own momentum causing her to fall to the hardwood floor of her bedroom weeping. She'd never thought she could cum so hard and for so long. She'd never had a single lesbian thought in her young life and she'd never thought that she would end up being completely dominated and fucked by Melissa Reed, the alpha predator of Maplewood High. This was the same evil bitch that had beat her ass raw, pissed on her clothing and made her do the walk of shame nude in front of the whole student body of Maplewood High.

Melissa Reed!!

Melissa Reed had shoved a janitor's wet floor cone into her vagina with hot sauce covering it and periodically slapped her around. This evil woman had stalked her at her job and made her paranoid.

This evil woman had just made her cum buckets from being violently fisted. April sat on the floor in a fetal position with her head resting on her bruised knees and cried her eyes out. 

She didn't know what was happening to her and her thoughts were erratic running the gambit from hurting herself to proclaiming her undying love for the evil redhead. 

"So, what happens now?" She looked as distraught as she sounded staring up at her bed and finding Red laying breezily on her stomach gazing right into her eyes with a contented smile on her face.

"You tell me." Was the redhead's simple response and April sat there for a few minutes more before slowly standing and taking in the teen's partially nude form resting on her bed.

Her attention was immediately drawn to Red's famous ass. She marveled at how small the redhead's waist was and the manner in which her hips dramatically flared outward merging with her cream colored thighs. Red's panties had ridden deep into the substantial crack of her juicy, bubble butt cutting it into three perfect sections and taking on the appearance of a thong. It was the only piece of clothing on her athletic dancer or gymnast's type body. April told herself that she had a promise to keep as she cautiously crawled back onto the bed.

Red sighed as she felt sweaty hands begin to play with her butt cheeks reveling in the fact that the chubby teen was as interested in her ass as she had been with the massive G-Cup tits resting on April's chest. Red moaned and gave herself completely over to April's curious fingers feeling her underwear being pulled to the side and her own puffy vaginal lips being probed and prodded. She wondered if her conquest would have the nerve to finger her knowing full well that at any moment she could be pummeled senseless.

"OOOooh!" April had pushed her index finger into her anus up to the knuckle. She shuddered as the sensation of the finger slowly running in and out of her asshole sent shivers through up her spine. Red loved ass play and sometimes preferred anal over plain intercourse. She'd only let one or two guys fuck her ass before hooking up with Brad and he had a positively huge cock. Sometimes she would fake cry to manipulate him into fucking her harder. She loved how stupid and easy to control he was. April was pumping her finger into Red's ass with an increasing tempo and the redhead was getting ...bored.

"Don't you have any toys?"

"No, my mom won't let me uh, experiment." Red had rose up on her elbows and looked back at the teen still displaying a breezy smile.

"Alright then, go make me a sandwich whore." April was shocked at her dismissive tone slowly taking two steps towards the bedroom door before catching herself.

[SMACK!!]

April smacked Red on her amazing bubble butt watching it jiggle slightly from the impact. Before the cheerleader could say anything, the chubby girl quickly buried her face in the redhead's ass licking the cleft between her perfect alabaster cheeks.

"OOOooooh, now there's some inspiration." Red cooed as her magnificent pale butt was mauled by April's hands and lips. Euphoria was reclaiming the teen as she groped and squeezed the buoyant cheeks of the redhead and licked her way from the girl's tight, puffy lips to her brown eye. Red began to slightly squirm and shift her hips from side to side as beads of sweat began to form on her body.

"OOOOOH!! OOOOOOHHH!!-my but you're so FUCKIN' GOOD!!" Red grabbed a handful of the bed sheets in her fists as the teasing; tantalizing sensation of April's tongue alternately forced her light giggling into moans and finally throaty gasps for air. April's tongue parted her puffy nether lips and softly pushed aside the hood over the redhead's clit. The busty teen began writing the letters of the alphabet on the highly sensitive nub until Red was squealing for mercy and began trying to slither away on her belly.

"Oh no you don't, you evil bitch!! You're gonna cum for me too!!" April taunted before sinking her face back into Red's crotch. Red continued lying on her stomach as her hips were raised off of the bed giving April a direct view of her meaty snatch which at this point was dripping and the chubby teen used her thumbs to pry Red's cunt apart. 

Wet slurping sounds filled the bedroom as April sucked and licked Red to a screaming climax. The sweat drenched cheerleader had barely come down when she found herself being turned over on her back as her plus sized lover continued to lick her snatch clean of its inherent moisture.

"Holy shit you fat little bitch! Nobody's made me cum like that in a long fucking time." Red was breathing heavily, her face and chest were flushed crimson from over-exertion. 

"The night is young and I've got a lot left in me Red." April was lying on her belly between her spread legs looking into her eyes in awe and utter lust.

"Oh, is that right huh?" Red laughed as April crawled over her body blanketing the athletic teen under her buxom figure. The girls were soon spooning heavily.

"OH SHIT!!" April suddenly cried out.

"What's wrong?" Red was leaning back against the headboard holding a pillow in front of her nude body. She suddenly started laughing as she figured out what was going on with her latest conquest.

"You're worried about your mom huh?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"Don't worry; I know where your mom is baby." Red said breezily as April sat in front of her looking puzzled.

"What have you done?" April questioned before she found herself tongue kissing her bully and sudden lover again.

*****

Betty sat on the curb an emotional wreck. She'd got off work to find her tires slashed and had called the tow service only to find herself a little short of cash. The tow truck driver, a complete ape of a man had even crudely offered to fix her tires if she would show him her "huge knockers". She loudly rebuffed him swinging her purse at his head and ended up sitting on the curb alone. The other nurse who took over for her during the graveyard shift didn't drive receiving rides to work and they were at odds due to Betty snitching on her when her husband had come to visit.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 05



She shuddered as she remembered opening the broom closet to find the young nurse bent over being pounded away by her husband and how she had run away making a scene. It was a miracle the nurse hadn't been fired.

She'd tried calling April, but her daughter didn't seem to picking up. In fact she'd called over thirty times and now her phone was dead and the night nurse wouldn't buzz her back into the facility. Betty wondered if perhaps she should have relented and let that jerk of a tow truck driver have a look at her melon sized breasts. Lord knows it had been too long since she'd felt like a woman and she'd dedicated her life to raising her daughter right becoming an integral part of the church and such. But there were those nights when she'd lie awake thinking of April's father and how he used to burst in from work and take her wherever he'd find her in the home they shared.

Betty had tried to do everything she could to please her man, but he seemed to be insatiable to the point of distraction. She remembered one afternoon while April was out to school, he'd marginally forced her to pleasure him with her huge tits and blew his wad all over her face, chest and continued relieving himself until her simple cotton dress had been soiled. An argument had followed and things had escalated until he'd lost control of himself and forced her to bend over the kitchen table taking her in the wrong hole...the dirty hole and defiling her even more. She'd realized at that point what a monster she'd married as she cleaned his disgusting cock after it'd been in her anus. Afterwards she watched him sitting on the couch guzzling a beer and watching one of his silly football games without a care in the world.

The situation got worse and the strife in the household was increased tenfold when she got the shock of her life while doing the laundry. Betty had found a considerable amount of dried up cum in her daughter's brassiere and was worried that she was sexually active. April had argued fiercely with her claiming that she wasn't doing anything nearly getting physical with her mother when she'd threatened to take her to the hospital to get her hymen examined. April had locked herself in her bedroom and she'd taken to a bottle of Christmas brandy from the back of the kitchen cabinet. She'd ended up passing out on the couch and woke up later to find her husband nude in their daughter's room. He'd pulled the teen's nightshirt up and was stroking himself over her massive tits.

She'd wanted to cry out but feared and worry of what would happen if she alerted her daughter as she watched her husband spew a nearly steady stream of cum all over his daughter's tits. She'd nearly fainted when she saw him fondle April's tits and lick a handful of his own cum from his fingers.

"So what, the little bitch is eighteen already." He snarled when she confronted him with a butcher's knife as he'd emerged from April's room. A scuffle followed in which she was struck with a closed fist and he'd bolted their home like a thief in the night never to be seen again.

April would ask again and again about her father, but Betty would hold fast that she didn't know anything more than her daughter. Their relationship remained strained even more so after her daughter found her father on Facebook with his new wife in a few tagged photos.

The other woman had big tits as well and was blonde. At least she had something in common with that slut. April dyed her hair in an attempt to be as unlike her "frigid "mother as possible.

"MOM!!" Betty sometimes hated herself for missing her degenerate husband, but she was glad he was back in Tennessee where he belonged.

"MOM!!" Sometimes she'd wake up in the middle of the night and finger herself to an adequate, muted little orgasm.

"WAKE UP!! FUCK MOM!!" Betty was jolted from her past and realized someone was calling out to her. She turned around to see a sports car parked across the street with some red headed girl behind the wheel. 

It took her only moments to realize that her daughter was in the passenger side of the vehicle.

Her daughter was smiling.

April introduced her friend from Maplewood High, her name was Melissa Reed and she was the sheriff's daughter. Betty had heard things about this girl, that she was willful and destructive. She'd heard that her father had used his influence to keep his daughter out of jail. But the smiling well-mannered girl in front of her seemed to be nothing of the sort. She wasn't even aware that April knew the girl. She'd heard that Melissa was dating the Tucker boy, and was shocked to find these two teens were friends. She'd raided her daughter's room and read her diary noting that April always saw herself being married to Brad as her ultimate goal.

"Well, uh hello uh?"

"Call me Red." April lied telling her mother that Red had been driving by and kept her company while she waited to be picked up. The girls told Betty that they'd decided to find her after it was apparent that she was wouldn't be picking her daughter up from work.

"Well aren't you something uh, Red. I think I have a few dollars around the house I can give you." Betty didn't like owing anything to anyone.

"That won't be necessary ma'am. My daddy always says you can't put a price on a good deed and we should be to your house in a few minutes." Red was really putting on a show as April covered her mouth and snickered from the backseat.

"You're such a nice girl and an angel." Red almost laughed in her face wondering how April's mother would react if she knew that her daughter had been getting fucked silly for the last ninety minutes by an "angel" no less.

"Come on mom, you're embarrassing her."

"How? I'm just complimenting this fine young lady." 

"Just cut it out mom, for my sake okay?" April was a little annoyed, but Red was living in the irony of the situation. Betty to her uniformed credit ended up inviting Red into their house for a slice of pie. The clueless woman was happy to see that her daughter had what she deemed to be a decent and respectable friend. The stress of the night had taken a toll on Betty and hallway through her portion of her famous apple pie; she excused herself and was soon sleeping soundly in her bedroom. Her snores loudly drifted through the walls while her daughter continued what she had started earlier making out with Red.

"That feels so fuckin' good bitch." April had dipped her fingers into the cheerleader's panties and started rubbing her clit.

"Glad you like it slut." The chubby teen dropped to the carpet and pulled the damp crotch of Red's panties to the side and began lapping at her sex while her dark locks were cradled by well-manicured fingers.

The girls would continue their shenanigans for the rest of the night with Red sneaking out just before dawn. She was more than a little exhausted and had to hold on to the hand rail as she descended the stairs in the early morning light. 

Just as she was starting up her engine, April came running out of the house clutching her flower print robe around her nude body and almost falling down the short flight of stairs that made up her front porch.

"What, you wanna fuck some more? Damn bitch you're insatiable!!" Red smiled at her conquest while rolling down her window.

"No, just-It's just something I, like have to tell you."

"Please don't say you love me or some sorry shit like that April, it would be so awkward and stupid." Red regarded the chubby teen and noticed that she was trembling. Her features softened and she leaned partially out of her window.

"Spit it out April."

"I'm pregnant. I'm so fucked right now and I know you probably hate me and I-uh, I don't know right now!! If you're gonna kill me or something I just didn't want to wait you know, right?" April was stuttering and trembling heavily at this point not knowing what to expect from the fiery redhead.

"Bye." Red put on her designer sunglasses and slammed her foot down on the gas speeding into the horizon line and leaving the sobbing girl to her own thoughts.

She pushed her Camaro at top speed for a few blocks skidding to a halt before she nearly broadsided a city bus. She sat in that intersection for a while in a stupor until her buzzing phone brought her back to reality. 

"Hey whore, guess what? Pig tits got herself knocked up by your soon to be completely fucked boyfriend." Leslie laughed into the phone waiting for her friend to respond. Red tossed the phone against her passenger side window breaking it into a million pieces.

"Pregnant." She removed her sunglasses to reveal her tear streaked beautiful face.

*****

Maplewood High was bristling with activity and jubilation as the Big Championship Game loomed less than a week away. The local townies were calling the upward trajectory of the Maplewood Cougars destiny and talking about making history. The school hadn't won a single championship since 1974 and as far as most of the quaint populace of this small hamlet were concerned, Brad Tucker was about to end a forty year championship drought.

Some of the townies made it a habit of sauntering over to the high school stadium to watch the star quarterback work out with his team. Brad was beginning to enjoy a little bit of celebrity status as he was the object of much scrutiny by the public and local news.

...yet, Brad Tucker, star quarterback, big man on campus and future NFL Hall of Famer couldn't get laid.

The pussy embargo had held its course with many girls turning him down and the few who were rumored to be considering hooking up with him targets of the Red's cheerleaders. Unknown to Brad some of his own teammates had been ratting him out in return for sexual favors from the most delectable of the squad. 

Brad had become sullen and angry in the weeks following the confrontation with his estranged girlfriend and a loaded twenty-two. He was too embarrassed to tell anyone about having a gun shoved into his asshole and being forced to lick his own cum off of Red's leather seats. For her part, she'd continued on with her normal life sometimes giving him a wave or two between classes and keeping to her friends. There were some rumors swirling around the head cheerleader that she was into girls and that he had a small penis. He popped his large cock out of his pants to a group of curious girls who heckled him in the gymnasium and ended up getting paddled by the coach.

The coach had been on his case for the entire latter half of the season pounding him on the training and endless drills. Making him remember plays and pop quizzing the bewildered player into football minutia. 

"Get this last BIG ONE in the win column and the world is your fucking oyster Tucker!! Forget about all the school ground drama and a certain redhead!! Get this last BIG ONE!! You've gotta win boy because a lot of people are depending on you!! Get this last BIG ONE TUCKER!! Telling you something kid, you win this game and they're gonna build a fucking statue for you in the town square!!" The coach was almost fanatical and it was wearing thin.

Sometimes Brad didn't know if he was coming or going and he was nearly always sporting a rock hard boner. It had gotten so bad that his own father had mentioned there being no shame in "taking matters into your hands." What nobody knew was that he spent an inordinate amount of time looking at internet porn and jerking off to pictures on his phone of Red's big ass.

He didn't know what to make of it himself but he couldn't help himself.

At school he would sometimes stare at Red's ass while she was occupied with her friends or hanging out in the cafeteria.

"So Bradford, Red wants to know how you're "handling" things." One of the girls from the cheerleading squad had been sent over to his table to gauge his state of mind. He looked past the grinning girl to a table across the cafeteria where Red and Leslie were holding court and saw his girlfriend looking in his direction with a blank expression on her face. He was taken aback at her demeanor as she continued staring until he looked away.

"Tell her if she wants to know what's going on with me, she can come over here and find out for herself." The cheerleader, Patty a blond with a lean frame and an annoying cheerful demeanor hopped back over to her table and whispered his message in Red's ear. Red responded by looking over at him and making a silent toast with her water bottle. He followed suit and then noticed that she was making the sign of the gun pointed at her own head then followed by pointing at him.

Later at the conclusion of the school day, Brad found his car filled with trash. The entire vehicle was filled from top to bottom with paper, soda cans, trash from the cafeteria and he could have sworn he smelled urine as well.

Red suddenly sped past him in her car on the way out of the parking lot. There was laughter in the air that faded with the speeding vehicle as it turned the corner.

"Bitches." He'd muttered under his breath.

His car still smelled hours later after he'd made three attempts at giving it a deep cleaning but whatever was done to it just stuck.

He'd arrived home to find the house full of people as his extended family had come to see the game. He'd momentarily forgotten his situation with Red and all the pressure to deliver a championship to Maplewood. The family had thrown a little party for him and he found a pair of hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?" A familiar voice taunted him.

It was Red who was completely putting on her public face as his family collapsed in on him hugging their rising star relative for all he was worth. Red had slipped into a light colored sundress with a floral print and she was wearing a simple pair of cowboy boots giving off the visual impression of a good ole' country girl.

Nobody watching the couple would have thought there was any strife between the teens as Red rode his arm, got drinks for him and cuddled up against his massive chest in the backyard as the impromptu family get- together continued. Brad looked a little nervous and some of his family members mistook it for pre-game jitters. Some of his uncles had even jeered him telling him to kiss his beautiful girlfriend. Brad continued to play it straight avoiding any real contact with Red that he could manage, but finally all of the jeering and playful insults took effect and he swooped his lady up in his powerful arms and planted a deep kiss on her full lips.

Afterwards Red playfully poured a full can of beer over his head as the others laughed.

"It's time for me to go, sorry but you guys have been really great." She flashed a million dollar smile and excused herself pulling Brad along with her. Once they were alone, all of the emotion drained out of her face as she looked at her boyfriend.

"I didn't want to come, but your mom called me and said it wouldn't be the same without me there." She explained as she fished around in her purse for her car keys.

"You could have just said no Melissa. You didn't have to be phony." He was blue and more than a little put off by her demeanor.

"I like your mom Bradford. I don't want to deal with any drama right now, so I came over here and put my best foot forward."

"I miss you Melissa." He was being honest.

"You miss pussy." He softly grabbed her wrist and pulled her closer to his muscular body.

"Do we have to fight all the time? I would like to put all this behind us Melissa. You know I love you." He smoothly wrapped his hands around her waist drawing her even closer. Red surprised him by laying her head against his chest and cooing softly.

"I want that too Brad. I really wished none of this ever happened. But sometimes things just have to run their course." She gave him a soft hug and looked up into his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing, come with me baby, I'll make you feel real good." She opened the door to her car and looked at him expectantly. A pang of fear shot through his body as he took a few steps back.

"N-nuh, that's okay Melissa. I gotta save myself for the game." He stuttered as she got into her car and rolled down the window on his side.

"See you CAN LEARN asshole." He put his hands in his pockets and quickly shuffled back towards his yard and family. 

When he was out of sight, Red reached under her seat and pulled out a large kitchen knife placing it in her glove compartment.

*****

April sat in front of her porch looking out over the neighborhood. She had lost her job due to a missing laptop and had been scolded by her mother for being irresponsible. Betty had even told her that she should try to be more like Red who was a paragon of virtue in the woman's eyes. April rolled her eyes at that last comment knowing full well what kind of person Melissa Reed a.k.a Red was. So, she had lounged around the house having nothing to do and trying to avoid the ever creeping spectre of loneliness. Her mind was still on the incredible sex she'd experienced with the cheerleader and those thoughts would eventually lead her to her current problem ...her pregnancy.

So there she sat on her porch in her old floral print housecoat watching the horizon line. She was shocked when a familiar Camaro pulled up in front of her house. 

"So I guess she's here to kill me." April thought but made no move towards her door. She had been through so much in the past few weeks that she was literally burnt out. She just didn't feel like giving Red the satisfaction of running. The redhead got out of her car never taking her luminescent green eyes off of the chubby teen.

"So, how're you doing?" Red asked as she walked around to the passenger side of her sports car. Her face was flushed crimson and her hair a little disheveled.

"Maybe I should be asking you that question."

"Don't!" The warning was clear as she ascended the stairs finally taking a seat next to April. She sat there with the chubby teen another ten minutes before turning and regarding her.

"Do you know why I bullied you?"

"Yeah, cause I got fucked by your boyfriend." April was quick to answer having little to lose given her current situation.

"No, you're wrong about that April. I did what I did because you made me feel like number 2." It was a candid admission.

"That's impossible; you're the most popular girl in school. You're head cheerleader and you're beautiful..." Her words trailed off as she noticed Red's tear soaked cheeks. 

"Are you okay Melissa?"

"Shut up...Where's your mom?"

"She's working graveyard tonight. I'm alone if that's what you're asking." April noticed Red's hand on her cloth covered thigh rubbing it slightly. Her fingers pulled at the house coat revealing the chubby teen's naked thigh. 

It became immediately apparent that April was nude underneath her modest house coat.

"You wanna come in?" Red smiled through her tears as she cupped one of April's huge breasts.

*****

A week had passed in a whirlwind and the day of the big game had arrived. The school had reached a fever pitch and the whole town was alive with anticipation of the state championship. Brad was publically enjoying his celebrity status, but privately his anxiety over Red had reached a fever pitch. He knew something was coming his way, but couldn't gauge its severity. Red had never stayed angry with him for this long. She continued with her public face sharing events and being cordial at school but giving him the silent treatment outside of the school.

He had decided that he would fight his way out of anything she would try to throw at him. Fuck, he was headed for great things and he'd be damned if some piece of trim was gonna control his life. This was his mantra as he trained extra hard, worked out like a beast and jerked off like a maniac in private.

He'd decided to release all of the nude photos he had of Red if she did something really heinous to him after the game. That'd teach her a lesson for making his life a living hell.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 05



The night of the big game, the local football stadium was filled to capacity with students, fans and scouts as Brad Tucker would go on to lead the Cougars to an awe inspiring win over the Riverdale Razorbacks with a final score of 42-6. Just like that, Brad Tucker had made good on all the good will of the towns people and ended a forty year championship drought. Some of the football players had dumped the Gatorade over the coach's head and left the container on top of his torso as he gave a post-game interview. That spot made it onto television and late night television nationwide.

Brad was being carried around the football field with the game ball waving at all of his fans as he was nearly mobbed. He was looking through the throngs of people for the one person who was ominously missing.

Red.

The locker room was crowded with people and he felt safe in the strictly male environment. What could Red do in a room full of men he thought as he stripped down and headed into the showers.

He was in the showers for all of ten minutes before all the lights were shut off plunging the locker room into complete darkness.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!!" 

There was no sound or answer from the darkness of the shower and adjoining locker room. He was afraid to move but his body reacted backing into the wet wall and crouching low. Brad was ready for a fight if need be and was prepared to fight his way out of the locker room.

"I'M NOT FUCKING PLAYING WITH YOUR ASSES!!" He screamed into the darkness not getting an answer.

"SOMEBODY BETTER TURN A FUCKING LIGHT ON RIGHT GOT-DAMN NOW OR I'M BEATING SOME ASS!!" He was mentally preparing himself to make a run for it when he finally got a response.

"Okay Brad-Ford" The voice was unmistakable.

"Red?"

A single cigarette lighter lit up the interior of the shower and Brad realized that he was not alone.

"What-the-fuck?" The entire cheerleading squad, the majorettes and even the flag girls were inside the shower with him...and they were all nude. His head nearly exploded as he looked at a veritable platoon of naked nubile teen flesh. All of the girls started giggling in unison at the look of shock on his face. He looked towards the source of the light and found his estranged girlfriend Melissa Reed, nude as well.

"Yeah, I know Brad-Ford. Fucking shocked right?" Before he could answer he found himself being caressed by an untold number of hands as the women began softly chanting his name as Red walked towards him. His guard was up and he involuntarily clenched his fists.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately while the women cheered and applauded.

"W-What's going on here Red?" He was completely befuddled at the turn of events as the slow sensual massage from all of the women present began to increase in intensity. 

He recognized Patty who sometimes seemed to be Red's mouthpiece when Leslie wasn't around and she was one annoying bitch. She always seemed to be politicking and glad-handing the head cheerleader. Yeah, she was cute enough with her blond bangs and curled hair resembling a grown-up version of Cindy Brady. Now he was looking at her nude and grinning. She had a long, lean model's body and a nice set of perky upturned C-cup tits capped with light pink areola and very prominent nipples. Her narrow waist and hips merged and he felt a little disappointed at that because Red had definitely turned him into an "Ass Man". 

His gaze turned through the throng of giggling teens to another cheerleader he'd had his eye on for quite some time. Her name was Chelsea and she was definitely thick in the back porch. He spent a lot of time checking her out in the biology class they'd shared together. Although average on top with barely there tits, Chelsea had one of the most pronounced waist to hip ratios he'd ever seen outside of Leslie who had a reputation for being the biggest cock tease in the school. Chelsea smiled as she noticed his gaze and turned around displaying her large 42 inch derriere for his enjoyment. His cock jumped when he saw the wide full bountiful cheeks of the cheerleader. Chelsea had a prominent tan area that advertised the granny panties she wore under her jeans most of the time.

"I'm gonna have to tap that." He made a mental note as he looked around at one of the flag girls, a nerdy type with huge tits that reminded him of April. The girl blushed when her eyes met his and looked away. No way in hell was he gonna fuck with that he thought as he turned his gaze towards another more familiar cheerleader.

She was leaning against the wall in all her nude perfection, perfect hour glass figure standing there for the taking as his cock began to surge uncontrollably feeling as if it would burst at any second. Leslie looked like she'd rather be anywhere but here and had a sullen countenance. She seemed to be brooding and gave him an evil look when their eyes finally met. 

"Don't even think about it fucker!" She said as the other cheerleaders burst out laughing. He laughed too and his laughter was cut short as he felt hands rubbing him all over and a particularly skilled set of fingers stroking his manhood with slow measured movements. Chelsea moved in for a deep kiss caressing his tongue with her very own and moaning into his mouth. He felt other lips kissing and softly lapping at his muscular frame ass Chelsea passed him off to another girl who continued what had been started running her tongue lightly over his lips until he opened his mouth to allow her inside.

"Can I have some too?" Patty chimed in sounding impatient and instead of kissing him dropped to her knees before his impressive manhood taking him into her mouth. In short order Brad found that her boundless enthusiasm extended to everything she did as she wrapped her hands around the base of his cock and applied her lips and tongue to the head of his cock sucking for all she was worth.

"You like that Brad?" There were loud slurping sounds as she worked his cock over and into a sloppy mess while the other watched and continued taking turns kissing the bewildered stud and rubbing his body all over. Another girl named Kitty (A majorette) had gotten so hot and bothered that she knelt and took his swollen balls into her mouth while she rubbed his inner thighs.

"Shit that feels so-soooo fuckin good." He moaned before another of the girls began making out with him while the others watched the two girls working on his meat. That nerdy girl he'd seen earlier had joined Patty and Kitty on the shower floor. Patty moved back with her tiny hand still on his massive member waving it in front of the girl's face. The nerd opened her mouth in awe of what was right before her eyes and seemed intimidated by the sheer size of his erect penis.

"SUCK THAT COCK SLUT!!" One of the girls had grown impatient while some ones hand shoved the nerdy flag girl's head right into Brad's cock nearly choking the girl. The girl immediately got up and ran out of the shower coughing loudly while others laughed. Another girl bent over sticking her tight ass out as she engulfed the turgid cock and began bobbing her head back and forth on its entire length.

Brad tried to hump the girls face as he felt some one kissing and licking his ass cheeks. He looked around for Leslie who remained leaning against the wall with her arms folded across her chest. Her thoughts were elsewhere with a particular nerd. She wondered what Humbert was doing and imagined herself fucking him with her trusty strap-on and the lanky nerd being totally into it and fucking back against the toy like he had the first time she'd taken his anal cherry.

"What?!! I'm not sucking your horse cock moron!!" She had noticed the jock looking longingly at her and sneered back.

"Then why are you here bitch?" She blinked excessively at his insult and moved back behind some other girls but she didn't leave. He would have said more but a thick blond majorette shoved her tongue into his mouth and started viciously spooning him. Chelsea was sucking on his cock now with both of her arms wrapped around his legs cupping his ass and pushing him into her mouth.

"OOOH FUCK!! I'm gonna bust a nut...FUUUCK!!" He cried out as his length was balls deep in the girl's mouth.

"Come on Brad fuck Chelsea's face with that beautiful fucking cock!!" Patty yelled in a taunting voice.

"FUUCK, I WANNA CUM ON THAT BIG ASS CHELSEA!! PLEASE-FUCKIN' SHIT!! TURN-THE-FUCK AROUND!!" He cried out as the brunette jumped up and turned her big ass towards him while hands belonging to two separate girls slapped his cock all over her buoyant butt cheeks.

"OOOOH SHIT!!" Brad screamed as he shot five huge jets of cum from the purplish head of his cock covering the teen's ass in a thick white glaze of semen. Brad was still coming down from his euphoria when he noticed some of the girls licking the cum from Chelsea's huge ass while she giggled and admonished them for being nasty sluts. He noticed a short girl squatting down and cupping his balls rolling them in her fingers.

"Hello, my name is Alyssa and I'm you biggest fan." She buried his soft cock in her mouth and had him up again in moments. She had a perky set of tits which she used to rub his cock all over eventually titfucking him for a few minutes.

"I wanna fuck." She sheepishly admitted and was savagely slapped in the face by someone who had reached around his body.

"You know the fucking rules bitch!!" It was unmistakably Patty's voice as the teen crawled off humiliated while another continued sucking and stroking his huge cock.

"Shut the fuck up Patty before I kick your stupid ass out too!!" Leslie shut the enthusiastic cheerleader down as Brad looked in her direction again.

"Why do you keep looking at me asshole? All this pussy and you still wanna fuck me, right?!!" He had a shit eating grin on his face and he couldn't figure out if he was smiling because she was nude in front of him or if it was because he was irritating her.

"Tell you what fuck face, I'm gonna make your shitty night!!" Leslie suddenly grabbed Patty by the hair and dragged the girl before him and made her kneel in front of his cock.

"Open your mouth bitch." Leslie yelled and the worried looking teen quickly took the huge cock in her mouth once again. The buxom teen pushed the thin teen's head further down on his cock as she lifted her shapely leg over the girl standing with her back against the shower wall in front of the jock. Leslie pulled the teen's head back against her crotch as Patty struggled to catch her breath.

"Come on Brad, I want you to fuck me bitch boy." He looked down at Patty's gasping wide open mouth and shrugged before shoving his cock into the girl's mouth using her as Leslie's surrogate pussy.

"OH BRAD, YOUR FUCKING DICK IS SOOOO HUGE!! YOU'RE SPLITTING ME IN TWO MOTHERFUCKER!!" Leslie cried out in faux pain as he humped Patty's mouth and considered grabbing her massive tits.

The other girls laughed and cat called as Brad placed his hands on the wall besides Leslie's head and shot another load deep into Patty's mouth.

"AAAAAH FUUUCK!!" He yelled as he painfully ejaculated so much that the thin lanky girl was nearly vomiting up his spunk while he was coating her face simultaneously.

"Was it good for you bitch boy?" Leslie laughed shoving Patty forward with the ball of her foot.

Before he could answer he felt numerous hands pulling and pushing him backward until he was lying on his back. Chelsea squatted over him and lowered her sex onto his face. Brad eagerly lapped at her pussy until she came quietly on his face. Her bountiful butt was followed by others of many shapes and sizes and Brad serviced them all on the damp shower floor.

"Oh that was fucking awesome ladies. I don't' think I could go again because all you sluts have completely drained my balls." He admitted in his weakened state.

A bunch of the girls started sitting on his limbs pinning him to the ground as they took turns playing with his cock until he was forced to shoot a final weak squirt of his semen across his own stomach and the jock was spent as the jovial mood continued while the hottest girls in Maplewood High licked him clean. 

"Okay I'm done ladies, no more for me." He managed to laugh but the girls would not release him and continued giggling and laughing. A couple took pictures of his cock with camera phones. He didn't know where those came from figuring the phones were brought in while someone was sitting on his face.

"The party's not over yet stud." Leslie stood over him staring at the spent jock with a disgusted expression on her face. Despite himself he couldn't help but look up at the perfect peach between her legs.

"Are you ready for the main course Bradford Tucker?" He craned his head upward to finally see his girlfriend standing nude looking down at him with a strange impassive expression on her face as she stepped over his worn body and turned to face him.

Red was a picture of sculpted perfection with her athletic figure, flaring hips, defined clean shaven camel toe and her alabaster skin. Few noticed the smattering of light freckles over her nose and cheeks accentuating her nearly lumiscent green eyes and topped off with a corona of wild fiery red hair. She was a sculpted Venus De Milo and she was his perfect girlfriend.

"Make love to me." She sounded almost like she was begging.

"I don't know if I can baby. I'm tapped out."

"Just one more time Brad, please." She was definitely begging and this was something new for Brad, something he'd never seen before.

Vulnerability.

"Please baby, don't you have anything left for me? Don't you love me?" She begged as she started to slowly lower herself down towards his cock.

"Of course I do baby, I'm just worn the fuck out." Brad half pleaded as she rubbed her thin fingers across his chest, tweaking his nipples and making him squirm.

"Ah come on Brad, you're a fucking stud. Fuck her." One of the girls moaned followed by a half dozen similar comments. Red had stopped lowering herself and was hovering right above his soft prick. 

The girls all started softly encouraging him to fuck Red. She slowly slid down his body and nuzzled up to his cock taking light licks as some of the other women gave Brad light kisses and continued caressing him while she used her considerable skills to bring him partially back to life. Two of the other girls carefully handled his strained meat holding it aloft as Red began to sink down engulfing him in her barely moist confines.

She placed both of her hands on his chest leaning forward and looking deep into his eyes as she began moving only her hips twerking on top of the jock. He couldn't believe it but he gradually became fully erect and Red increased the pace of her twerking matching the motion by tightening up around him. Red began fucking him cowgirl style extremely slowly while all of the girls gathered around watching, moaning and whispering words of encouragement.

"OOOooh shit, your pussy is so fucking tight it almost hurts."

"You like it baby." Red moaned as she continued fucking him excruciatingly slow while continually rotating her hips. She was pumping back and forth putting pressure on the top of his shaft just below the head and it made him squirm even though his limbs were held secure by four nude women sitting on them.

"Yeah, this is the best pussy in the whole world."

"Really Brad?" She had begun to arch her back as her alabaster skin had taken on a tinted hue signaling an impending orgasm.

"Yeah, Melissa...I wouldn't lie about that."

"You wouldn't?"

"No baby, I love you." His eyes had started watering under the intense workout he'd received from the game and the reverse gangbang and some of the girls mistook this for emotion and sighed filling the shower with a cooing sound that was nearly musical in nature.

"THEN WHY'D YOU FUCKING CHEAT ON ME THEN ASSHOLE!!" He suddenly found her face inches away from his and started screaming as she clamped her fingers around his throat and began driving her pelvis into him with all she had. It was like she was trying to fuck him through the tile floor and the loud slapping noises created by their crotches slamming together filled the room. With every thrust of her hips Brad screamed louder and louder as he could feel a huge painful orgasm begin to approach.

"OOOH FUCKIN FUCK!! I HATE YOU SOOOO FUCKING MUCH!!" Red's body had begun trembling uncontrollably and the vibrations were so violent that some of the nude girls backed away as she lost control and draped her body over Brad's muscular frame.

"FFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCK!!" She screamed as her own vicious climax took her while she bit into his earlobe triggering his own painful orgasm as he blasted jet after jet of what was left of his cum into her tight snapping cunt.

Red appeared to collapse as she lay across his body completely devoid of movement while the other girls looked around unsure of what to do. She'd confided in her boyfriend that she was multi-orgasmic and laughed when he didn't grasp what she was talking about. She'd sometimes experience orgasms so long and extended that she'd sometimes pass out.

"Is she okay?" Patty was the first to speak, her voice trembling with uncertainty.

"Maybe we should call somebody." Chelsea added looking around to the other girls for some sort of support.

"She's fucking alright girls, it just takes her a minute to uh, reboot." Leslie explained taking control of the situation as Red began to stir. All of the girls were relived as Red planted light kisses on her terrified boyfriend.

"So Brad, how'd you like your championship celebration?" She casually asked steadying herself on his chest.

"W-what?"

"Are you serious? All of this, the rest of the cheerleading squad, the majorettes and even these fuckin beast flag girls?"

"Uh, but you said you hated me just now." Knowing Red, he was unsure of how to answer. 

"Angry sex is the best fuck you can have. Come on Brad, didn't I teach you anything?" She lightly slapped his cheek and smiled as she sat up and sank her fingers into her twat. 

"Come on, we've got a party to get to and I don't want to be late." She tossed a used contraceptive sponge on his chest as she stepped over him and walked over to one of the shower heads switching it on and cleaning herself.

"Party?"

*****

The entire town seemed to be in a festive mood and there was activity on every corner as a few residents of the small town witnessed a truck with monster sized wheels on it doing doughnuts in the town square with half a dozen out of control teenagers on it partying hard. People laughed at a half nude Bradford Tucker duck taped to dolly with his mouth stuffed full of multiple women's underwear attempting to scream for his life. A cheap plastic crown had been affixed to his head and he was surrounded by women in the back of that truck as it sped towards Red's house where the victory party was in full bloom.

Red's house was filled to capacity with students from Maplewood High and more than a few townies as the party had started before she'd even returned home. Todd (Brad's best friend) did a few more doughnuts around the house for the enjoyment of the party goers before the embarrassed Brad Tucker was hauled off the back of the truck by his fellow teammates and carried into the house dolly and all. There was a mini-raffle amongst the girls to see who would rip the duct tape off of Brad's immobilized figure.

Leslie surprisingly won and only yanked one strip from his chest while everyone laughed telling Brad that his chest hair now looked like that guy from that Forty Year Old Virgin movie. His buddies eventually cut him loose.

The star jock was completely drained and spent most of the evening on the living room couch watching the festivities. Red had changed into an outfit that was very familiar to him. The redhead sauntered over to him dressed in her schmoo t-shirt and short shorts bring an open can of beer for him. Instead of handing him the can she placed it in front of him and sat beside the weary teen snuggling into his side and draping one of her long shapely legs over his thigh. He noticed Leslie from the corner of his eye talking with some of the girls from the shower orgy and intermittently glancing in his direction.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 05



"You look dehydrated, why don't you have a drink baby?" Red gestured towards the beer on the coffee table and noticed he was hesitant. She looked over his shoulder seeing what he happened to be looking at and smiled.

"Still don't trust me huh?" She reached over and took a deep swig of the beer and slammed it back on the table as a few people clapped.

"I'm sorry babe." He reached for the beer but was stopped when she grabbed his hand and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Across the room, Leslie had shoved one of the girls into the wall and stormed off to the couch with her own can of beer; she dropped down on the couch fuming and slammed her can next to Brad's.

"Silly cunts!!" Red and Brad looked over at Leslie and noticed her designer shirt was stained with punch.

"Excuse me Brad, I think we need a little girl talk with some bitches who are about to be kicked out of my house." Red jumped up and stormed over to the group of girls while he watched. He couldn't help but stare at Red's luscious derriere in his favorite pair of booty shorts while he ended up downing both cans of beer.

-Darkness-

*****

"AAARRRGHH!!" He slowly regained consciousness as a bucket of ice cold water was thrown on him. His head was throbbing and he was still disoriented as his eyesight began to return.

He was nude...and he was cold. He was shivering profusely as he realized he was somewhere outdoors. It was so cold that he could see the air as it emerged from his mouth. His breath came in long ragged gasps as he looked up seeing a wooden roof and some sort of upper loft filled with sparse bales of hay. It was very dark and there was an ungodly stench running through the place. It was the wet nasty musk of animals and Brad suddenly looked down to find himself standing almost ankle deep in piles of manure.

He looked around and realized there were one or two horses inside the barn with him.

"What in the hell?" He mumbled as he noticed his legs shackled apart with an iron bar running between the ankle cuffs. He soon realized that his wrists were similarly shackled with heavy iron cuffs and lashed to a heavy wooden post in what appeared to be a stable loft. He tried to move his arms finding it impossible to do so and skinning the tender flesh of wrists.

"Holy shit, what's going on here?" His throat was parched from all the alcohol he'd ingested at the party. He began trying to move and break free of his shackles realizing in short order that he was only hurting himself in the process. His mind began to clear up as he realized he'd been drugged by Leslie who'd spiked her drink and sat it down on the table with Red's beer. The girls knew he wouldn't trust Red after all she'd done to him and they were right. 

Then he noticed her there in the barn with him in the darkness. She was sitting on a metal folding chair leaning back staring silently in his direction not five feet away. She was still wearing that adorable schmoo t-shirt and daisy dukes, her feet were covered with cowboy boots. And she was wearing a straw cowboy hat. 

Red sat looking at him, her features obscured by the darkness.

"Melissa?"

She didn't answer and he noticed that she had a large bottle of champagne with her that she began taking large swigs from. There was something eerie and frightening as he watched her drink spilling some of the wine down the front of her shirt.

"Baby come on, you don't wanna do this. You don't want to hurt me Melissa...Please (Starts sobbing.)...Please baby, don't do this!! I'M SORRY MELISSA!! PLEASE DON'T FUCK ME UP BABY!!" Red just kept drinking from her bottle and saying nothing as the jock struggled with his shackles.

"You're-not, you're not gonna DO SHIT MELISSA!! LET ME GO YOU COLD HEARTED BITCH!!" he struggled more not caring how much his skin was torn by the metal shackles as he watched Red finish downing the bottle of wine. She leaned forward resting her elbows on her knees as she watched him panic and struggle to free himself. 

Red got up and motioned to someone else and he craned his head to see Leslie struggling to pull an old saw horse over to his stable. Red casually walked over and helped her friend pull it into the stable.

"What the fuck are you gonna do? Come on Red!! COME ON RED!! WHAT ARE GONNA DO WITH THAT?!!" He renewed his struggling as the cheerleaders pushed the saw horse under his abdomen and kept pushing until he was forced to bend over further. Leslie went out and came back with four bricks which she used to steady and anchor the saw horse.

"PLEASE DON'T MELISSA!! PLEASE!! ...I LOVE YOU BABY!!" Red barely regarded him as she watched her friend complete her work with the saw horse while Brad sobbed loudly not knowing what would happen next.

"Do you love me too Brad?" He realized that there was a third person in the barn and he craned his head over his shoulder to see a third girl in the barn. 

The girl was nude except for her own pair of cowboy boots. The chubby girl seemed familiar with medium length blond hair framing her soft round features and a corona of heavy black mascara framing her eyes. Her cherubic smile made him uneasy and she looked like an evil cupie doll with some dark lipstick on her thin lips.

She had a massive set of unreal looking breasts that sat up high on her chest giving her cartoonish proportions.

"April?" He realized her identity as she walked around to the other side of the post and nodded at Red before turning to face him.

"Yeah, it's me Brad. Say, how do you like my new look?" She absent mindedly twirled her wet looking locks as she glared at the jock.

"Uh, it looks real nice April." The fear was evident in his voice as he tried to sound calm.

"Did you know this is my original color Brad? Yeah, I started dyeing my hair after my dad left. Don't you remember Brad? Don't you remember that I had blond hair when we were kids in bible study?"

"Yeah, I remember April." The chubby teen savagely slapped him across the face.

"Liar, liar, your pants are on fire. Hey, you don't have any pants on Brad. You're naked Brad, completely fucking naked. You know, this is the first time I've ever seen you without any clothes on?"

"WHAT'S FUCKING GOING ON?!!" Brad screamed before being struck again.

"Yup, first time asshole. But I do see one thing that I DEFINITELY remember!" April reached down between his legs fondling his hanging flaccid cock roughly. She stroked it for a few moments and despite himself, he felt a reaction as his member started to become erect.

April suddenly slapped his cock violently and he screamed at the top of his lungs as her hand collided repeatedly with his penis due to its tenderness from excessive use.

"BAD DICK!! BAD DICK!! BAD DICK!!" She scolded as she held him by the base of his shaft and continued slapping his worn out cock. He looked over sobbing at Red and Leslie who were viewing the situation silently. Leslie had an incredulous smile on her face.

"Hey don't cry Brad, I brought you a present."

She dropped a small plastic object on the wooden post in front of him. He was puzzled and looked closer finding the pregnancy test staring back at him. 

It was positive.

He instantly understood what was going on and tears flowed down his cheeks as he remembered all of the strange blank stares Red had been giving him for the past couple of weeks.

"It's my baby?"

Red and Leslie walked over to him and the buxom brunette took the time to remove some red lipstick from her pocket and apply it liberally over her lips. She gave Brad the biggest, wettest kiss she could manage given her innate disgust and contempt for the dense jock. Lipstick was smeared all over his lips and chin making him look like an obscene clown as he looked at his girlfriend.

Red simply took the cowboy hat off of her head shaking her mane out and placed it on Brad's head. She patted him on the shoulder and she began walking out of the barn with Leslie close behind.

"We're not gonna watch? Are you serious?!!" Leslie was pissed as she followed her friend out of the barn. A few moments later, Red's Camaro could be heard screeching off into the night.

"April?" He called after the chubby teen as he heard her behind him absent mindedly humming a child's tune.

"Y-You're a good person. You're the sweetest, m-most gentle girl I know and you've gotta think April...You've gotta think about what you're gonna do about-things." He had started pleading again figuring he could appeal to her better nature.

"April, you're not like them...you're not Melissa, uh, you're not Red. You're a good person April." He'd noticed a small tote bag on a shelf on the other side of the post and the chubby teen was going through the bag. She pulled a jar from the bag which was transparent plastic and contained some green gel followed by a big, black dildo. His pulse began to race when she pulled some sort of harness out of the bag and he remembered seeing it in Red's dresser drawer a while back. It was a strap-on harness and Red had attempted to talk him into letting her fuck him up the ass with it. He'd bailed on her and only one of her patented sloppy blow jobs had brought him back into the fold.

"We're gonna need plenty of lube." April was talking to herself as he fearfully watched her coat the dildo with the gel. He continued struggling while she screwed the toy into place.

"PLEASE APRIL!! PLEASE!! -Just let me go." He continued trying to get through to her as she smiled at him and he felt her attempting to finger his anus. She had stuck her finger in the jar coating it with the gel and was teasing his brown star with minute circular motions. Brad squirmed trying to move his butt away from the probing fingers of the chubby teen.

"A-April, I'm gonna be making a lot of m-money soon!! A lot of money for uh, our baby!! DON'T DO THIS APRIL!!" She seemed oblivious as she reached under him and coated his penis with some of the gel stroking him to full hardness. He became immediately erect as the gel caused a heated sensation to his shaft and balls. His tumescence soon became too heated and he began cramping as his scrotums felt like they were contracting to a forth of their actual size and his cock burned like it was on fire. 

"AAAHHHHH WJHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO?!!" He was wiggling around trying anything to relieve the intense pain shooting through his crotch. 

"It's arthritis cream Brad. As you know, my mom works at an old folks home and well, this lovely gel is one of the perks of that dead-end job." She was spreading the rest of the gel onto the huge dildo that dwarfed his huge cock in size.

"NO!! DON'T DO THIS!! NNNOOOOO!! ...April? April?! APRIL!!" He felt the head of the dildo pressing onto his brown eye as her chubby digits pulled his cheeks apart. 

"What?" she stopped momentarily to listen.

"What would Jesus do?"

"Fuck you." There was a loud audible "pop" as the plastic cock pierced his asshole.

FFFUUUUUUUUUCK!! HOLY SHIT IT HURTS SOOOOO FUCKING BAD!!" There was no period of adjustment as the chubby teen started fucking his ass in jagged rough strokes not caring whether or not he relaxed his rectum enough to allow her inside. The metal of the shackles cut into his wrist as he did his best to expel the plastic toy from his butt with no success. 

Soon the arthritis cream began to take effect burning the insides of his rectum and adding a new octave to his screaming. His prostate was inflamed and he was sobbing loudly.

"UH!! UH!! UH!! UH!! UH!!" April reached up grabbing his shoulders and driving the huge dildo up his ass with unadulterated glee. Both of their bodies were covered in sweat and a light mist of steam was generated by their body heat in the cold night air.

April abruptly pulled her plastic cock out of the crying jock's gaped asshole.

"Say Brad, there's something I've been meaning to ask you."

"UH-Uh-huh huh, w-what?" He was trying to catch his breath and could barely focus through the pain.

"I'm missing a bra, you wouldn't happen to know where it is would you?"

He knew exactly where it was, but he wasn't stupid enough to answer considering his immediate situation.

"Brad-Ford Tucker, I do believe that I asked you a question." She sounded exactly like Red and was actually pronouncing his name in the fucked up way his probably ex-girlfriend would when she was pissed off at him. He still wasn't crazy enough to answer. He could hear April breathing heavily and he looked over his shoulder to see her pulling a six pack of beer out of the tote bag.

"I'm only gonna ask you one more time where the fuck my bra is you fucking douche!" She said as she slammed a beer completely draining the can in two gulps.

"It's in the gym." He sobbed as she opened another can and downed it in similar fashion.

"Where in the gym Brad-Ford?"

"I'm-I'm so fuckin sorry April. I didn't realize-." She reached into her bag and pulled out a thick leather belt which she then proceeded to swat his ass cheeks with as he cried loudly. This continued for what seemed like an eternity before she stopped for another beer break.

"I-It is in the weight room, huh, uh it's hanging on the bulletin board just inside the double doors." 

"And why is my fucking 42 G-Cup sized bra hanging from the fucking bulletin board in the got-damn weight room Brad-Ford?"

"One of the guys on the team did it?" The wooden saw horse was chaffing his abdomen as the thick teen lean forward resting her arm across his shoulders. The smell of beer from her throat was nauseating and he was getting the dry heaves.

"Now just where do you think an ignorant mongoloid jock would get my specialized brassiere? The last place that I saw it was on my chest buddy?!!" She sounded drunk and had an uneven demeanor about her person.

"H-He got it from me April." At this point he knew he'd be there until she was done with him.

"You?!!" April cried in mock shock, trolling the terrified teen seconds before she started spanking him again with the rough leather belt.

"That's pretty fucked up Brad. Do you know how fucked up it is to do something like that Brad-Ford?!!" She was soon winded again and downing another beer.

"I'm sorry April, I'm as sorry as sorry can be. Please stop this-This isn't you. You are a good person April. You're a free spirit and a talented artist. You're not some vindictive cunt like Red."

The whippings abruptly stopped and he could feel her palm cupping one of his bruised cheeks. She retrieved what appeared to be the last can of beer and took a seat on the chair in front of him so that he could finally look directly at her face.

"You know, you never did ask me where I was all those years ago when my mom sent me away. Nope, you didn't give a flying fuck that my nut job mother sent me to one of those Christian youth camps for troubled teens. I "REALLY" have to be honest with you about this shit Brad-Ford. It wasn't a fucking cake walk, but I figured at least no one would be pawing my huge tits and harassing me...WRONG!! Let's just say this about my religious experience Brad; I wasn't exactly a virgin when I got back home this year."

"Somebody molested you." The realization was clear as she wiped the running mascara from her face. She leaned forward and popped open the beer while silently sniffling and breathing hard from over exertion.

"Everybody loves big tits right?" She downed the can and leaned back in the chair looking at the ceiling.

"I was so happy to be back in Maplewood. You have no idea how much I was looking forward to seeing you again. And then I find out you're just like everybody else. A fuckin godless pervert." She was running her fingers through her wet looking blonde locks as she sighed loudly.

"It's not like that April. I REALLY do wanna be with you. We can be-We can be together now!! Just get me out of these cuffs baby, then we can work on our future."

"What future asshole?"

"We can be together forever, I've always l-loved you April."

"Love, me?"

"Yeah, yeah April I fucking mean it. Let's just get outta here and take care of our baby...be a family." She finished downing the can and noticed the pregnancy test in a mound of horse feces. She tossed the can and picked up the plastic bar cleaning the shit off of it.

"The baby's dead." She placed the test on the wooden post in front of him.

"WHAT?!!" He screamed as she rammed the strap-on cock back up his ass as rough and violently as she could.

*****

Red sat on the living room couch processing the events of the evening as the rest of the cheerleading squad cleaned her home which was trashed from the huge bash. Some of the girls from the earlier locker room orgy were assisting with the clean-up as well. Leslie was passed out face down on a couch. She'd scored some cocaine from the coach but was hesitant about using it. 

She had a picture of her and Brad from happier times and was just staring at it with a forlorn look on her face.

"Uh, Red we would like to talk with you about a little something." It was Patty and Chelsea.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Well, some of the girls were wondering if you were like, uh well if uhm, you were gonna make Brad "available" for public service?"

"You wanna fuck him?"

"Well, it was just something that, uhm people wanted to know that's all." Patty looked nervous considering what she was asking.

"Now's not a good time bitch." Red calmly warned the lanky teen who took a few steps back.

"You seemed like you were done with 'em Red!" Chelsea blurted out drawing attention to herself. She'd always had her eye on Brad, but knew who unwise it would be to out herself with Red around. After seeing his huge cock, she couldn't stop thinking about what it would feel like to have that monster buried inside her womb.

"You two whores are walking on thin ice; you have ten fucking seconds to get out of my house before I get off this couch." She nodded towards her twenty two sitting on the coffee table and the duo scrambled out of the house just barely making it out of the door as Red stood up. The redhead stared at the other women in the house before kicking them out as well.

She looked down at her best friend passed out on the couch face down and gave her a swift kick in her wide bubble butt.

"STOP FUCKING AROUND!!" Leslie sat up looking at her friend annoyed. She noticed the white powder on the small mirror and took a hit.

"We gotta go pick up April."

"Why?!!" Leslie questioned with a rolled up dollar bill between her fingers.

"Come on bitch!"

*****

The girls rolled up to the barn in the early light of dawn. It was overcast and cloudy as they exited the car and went into the dilapidated barn which served as a stable for a nearby glue factory.

The cheerleaders were not prepared for the sight that greeted them.

April was still fucking Brad's ass as hard as she could. Leslie noticed with disgust that the chubby teen's legs were caked with blood, dirt and manure. April had decided sometime during the night to knock over the saw horse and had the barely conscious jock knee deep in the straw and feces.

"Oh hey guys, you want some of this pussy?" She smiled a crazy woman's smile at the two shocked women. Red and Leslie had decided to stop at the local Dairy Queen and get Brad a breakfast sandwich and a soft serve cone like they had done for Humbert.

The bag containing the food was dropped onto the filthy stable dirt floor.

"April, I think he's had enough." Red finally spoke and the sound of her voice immediately registered with the chubby teen who reached down spreading his blood caked cheeks apart and finally pulled the toy out of his ass.

"Wow girlfriend, I have some newfound respect for you. I love your work." Leslie was grinning profusely at the visual carnage while April slipped out of the strap-on. She slipped on a simple pink t-shirt and old school matching gym shorts from her tote bag.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 05



"Have you been fucking him all night?" Leslie patted the shorter girl on the back as she noticed Brad barely moving.

"He was a little more talkative until right before dawn, but he's quiet as a little mouse now." April had a disturbingly jovial mood. Red just stared at her in silent irreverence.

"Go wait in the car, we're gonna take you home." She told her charge as Leslie beamed.

"Uh, I'm kind of filthy Melissa, I don't mind the walk." 

"Do you realize we're just outside of town April." Leslie was bemused with her newfound friend as Red grabbed both of the chubby teen's shoulders.

"Go-get-in the car-NOW!" April simply smiled and slung the now packed tote bag over her shoulder. The cheerleaders watched her walk to Red's Camaro whistling.

"Please."

"Please, I'll be good." It was Brad who looked pale and disheveled from his ordeal. He was sitting on his naked ass with his legs still shackled apart while his arms were forced over his head and to the side. The wooden post he'd been attached to had been broken during the night and was hanging at a forty five degree angle. He looked up at the two cheerleaders with wide saucer sized eyes.

"I'll be good Melissa. I won't ever be bad again. I swear to God that I'll always do what you say and never be-bad again." He sounded morose and his face was wet with tears.

"Brad, you're fucked up man. You look like a fuckin prison bitch sitting there." Leslie was having fun with this new development.

"Y-yeah sure Leslie, sure I'm a prison bitch. Anything you want if-if Red says it's okay. I'll be a prison bitch for you Leslie...and Leslie?"

"What bitch?"

"I'm so sorry for being bad and looking at your tits. It was so wrong and I'm just a godless pervert who wants to play with my bad horse dick all the time. That's what April says and I know that's the truth because she told me."

"Are you for fucking real?" Leslie couldn't believe her ears.

"Yeah, I'm telling the truth I promise Leslie. I just want to be good now. I won't ever touch myself again unless Red says I have to do it. I 'm just a bad person and I need to be punished. Uh, you guys are probably gonna fuck me now right?"

"Hell no, don't be silly you fucking idiot." Leslie leaned forward to get a better look at him and he flinched.

"Okay, okay guys I know it's a trick. I know it's one of your tests to see if I'm still bad. Please don't hurt me anymore; I know what to do when I'm bad. April told me what to do." 

He struggled weakly falling over a few times but managed to turn around on his knees and present his filth encrusted ass to the two cheerleaders. The damage to his rectum was apparent from his prolapsed rectum.

"Brad, stop it." Red finally spoke disgusted at what she saw.

"YES RED!!" He quickly jumped as fast as he could back into a seated position facing the cheerleaders. They noticed that he was trembling at the sound of Red's voice.

"Uh Red, uh I'm sorry about calling you Melissa. I know you don't like that and I know you have to punish me for being a faithless, cheating cunt. April told me that...but can I just see my folks one more time. I miss my mommy and I forgot to take out the garbage. That's bad Red. I was bad to my mommy. Do you think she will fuck my ass for being bad?" Leslie started laughing loudly as Red looked away.

"No Brad, she won't fuck you in the ass. I'll take you home okay?" Red finally answered.

"Okay Red, I know mom won't fuck my butt now because you said so and that's the truth. I won't ever be bad again. I promise Red. I REALLY mean it Red, I REALLY MEAN IT!!" The broken jock was becoming nearly hysterical declaring his loyalty to his former girlfriend.

"Uh, Red, uh I gotta ride in the trunk because I'm a pussy and only real men can ride inside the Camaro. I hope I can be a better person some day and sit in a nice car if you say so Red. I want to be GOOD NOW!!" He was trembling and crying as Leslie cupped her hand over her mouth laughing.

"Oh my god." Red whispered as the barn became silent. In the distance April's insane laughter could be heard as she sat in the Red's car waiting to be taken home.

*****To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 06



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience. 

*****

"What's up?" Leslie was perplexed as she walked through the unlocked door into April's living room and discovered her two friends working on a virginal looking white dress. It was very conservative and floor length with long sleeves ending in a sort of faux feathery looking cuff. The material was sheer and see-through.

"We just wanted your help with this dress." April glibly replied smiling that now familiar unbalanced grin full of teeth at the slightly confused cheerleader.

"I thought we were hanging out tonight Red and you called me over to help with a dress fitting." Red had a sort of detached bored expression on her face. This had become the norm since they had all unwittingly ruined the life of her boyfriend Brad Tucker. Red had seemingly lost her taste for mischief opting out of a number of social activities with the new trio of bitches she had created as a social experiment.

"Just put it on bitch." The red head snarled partially startling her best friend as April gingerly removed the garment from the antique mannequin presenting it to her.

"This is gonna be so awesome Leslie. You're really gonna love this." April had gotten comfortable in her role as the third of the new evil trio enjoying her new blond locks which were braided around her spherical head and wearing a Von Dutch t-shirt and cut-off jean shorts. The bottoms of her partially reddened cheeks were exposed and Leslie had no idea what had occurred before she'd come over. 

Earlier that day April had goaded Red into spanking her with a large wooden spoon for an hour and awarding her with a feast on the cheerleader's snatch. April intimately enjoyed fellating the red head that had formerly made her life a living hell and had eventually mastered her body's secrets and knew all the intricacies to give her lover screaming orgasms whenever they hooked up. She liked to continuously work Red over with her mouth and fingers until she received a hard slap to the face. The girls had worked this out beforehand as a form of "safe word" between them whenever they engaged in rough play together.

"Where can I change into this?" Leslie held the garment in front of her body looking at it with a cautious expression.

"Well, what's wrong with right here?" April laughed knowing the conservative nature of the buxom brunette.

"Eeeww, you're nasty bitch. You just wanna check out my tits." Leslie knew of the girl's sexual activities together and hid her disapproval most of the time out of fear of Red. It had been not too long ago that she'd reluctantly "experimented" with her best friend, their actions leading into the eventual assault, rape and humiliation of Humbert Jenkins.

"Stop stalling Leslie, put the fuckin dress on." Red was giving her that patented evil stare and the stacked brunette sucked it up and pulled the loose fitting top over her head and tossed it on the couch to stand before her peers in a specially made minimizer nude-colored brassiere. She started to pull the garment over her head when April sighed loudly and looked over at Red.

"Loose the bra Les, it was made to go without any underwear." Red gave her friend a challenging grin that was intended as a warning and simultaneous dare. The confusion continued to mount in the cheerleader as she slowly removed her bra while keeping the dress in front of her at all times. She had a bit of difficulty getting the sheer frock over her shoulder length highlighted brown hair finally pulling it into place. She was surprised at the snug, almost skin tight feel of the light material and alarmed that her large breasts were plainly visible.

"See, I told you Red!! She looks fucking delicious!!" Red openly groaned at the glee of the chubby blonde before addressing her friend.

"Loose the leggings too."

"What?!!" Leslie was definitely getting all kinds of warning signals even while instantaneously rolling the navy blue tights down her thick thighs and shapely calves. She had gone "commando" never knowing that hours later she would be doffing her pants in front of her best friend and her friend's lover. She kicked the leggings across the living room floor finally on display in the dress. The fabric was indeed sheer enough that she felt a slight breeze from a nearby open window. The embarrassed teen felt truly nude in front of her peers.

"Wow you look so, uh virginal. Like a perfect fucking sacrifice of innocence." April commented absentmindedly cupping one of her massive boobs while she ogled the visibly unnerved teen.

"We can put some flowers in her hair, uh no...a wreath of flowers around her head to make it all complete." The chubby blonde was talking to herself enchanted by a mental picture dancing around in her seemingly addled skull.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!" Leslie wanted some answers and God be damned if she wasn't going to get them from her best friend.

Red didn't respond verbally only nodding over at April drawing the beautiful teen's eyes to her overweight lover.

"It's your gangbang dress Leslie." April deadpanned looking the brunette directly in the eyes as smile drained from her face.

"WHAT?!!-WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!!" Her anger and intolerance began to bubble to the top as she found herself looking at the palm of April's hand.

"Me and Melissa been talking and we've decided that we're tired of your shit. We're tired of you-RIDING OUR FUCKIN COATTAILS BITCH!!" The rage was palpable in April's voice and it seemed that she could no longer contain herself in the cheerleader's presence.

"FUCK YOU FLABBY ASS CUNT!!" Leslie countered looking back and forth between Red and the chubby girl suddenly yelling at her.

"RED, YOU'RE JUST GONNA LET THIS BITCH TALK TO ME LIKE THIS?!! I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FUCKIN BFF!!" Red was trembling as she raised her hands to her temple rubbing her throbbing head.

"I thought you were my friend Les...BUT YOU FUCKED UP BIG TIME WHORE!!"

"Is this about Humbert?" Realization had slowly begun to creep up on her as she stared at the agitated women in front of her. April slapped her palms to her head and motioned towards Red with outstretched hands.

"You used my fucking name to blackmail that piece of shit Leslie. Did you think I forgot about that you clueless idiot? I told you to leave him alone so that what we did would go away quietly but NOOOOO!! You just had to go back and RAPE HIM AGAIN DIDN'T YOU?!!"

"HE'S NOT GONNA TALK RED!! I TOLD YOU WE HAVE THIS-!!"

"Connection right, I totally get it bitch. You've been telling me for weeks about how this skinny little geek loves having his corn hole violently stuffed full and I've had the distinct displeasure of listening to your sick fucking obsession with this nobody."

"But Red, you don't understand what Humbert and I have ...its special."

"And we're just asking you to PROVE it BITCH. That's all Leslie. We want to see if it's really true and all you gotta do is get him over here and fuck his ass in front of us. Make us BELIEVE IT Leslie, or you're gonna have to pay the fucking piper whore." Red's tone and intent were crystal clear sending a chill down her spine. Leslie had never been the focal point of her friend's boundless rage and it genuinely frightened her.

"Fuck Leslie, you can end all this right now and call Humbert over here for an epic ass fucking. Would you like to use my phone bitch?" April offered her small pink mobile phone to the petrified brunette.

"Red, we're BEST-FRIENDS!" She cried out in a pleading tone.

"Ask me why we made the dress Leslie. Come on bitch, ask me!!" April seemed to be getting hyper animated. 

Leslie didn't respond to April and continued looking into her friend's eyes for anything familiar and finding nothing.

"We wanted you to have something nice when you lose that oh-so fucking precious virginity of yours Leslie." The chubby blonde licked her lips at the thought of watching the haughty brunette being violated.

"You told her?!!" Leslie couldn't believe her secret had been revealed by Red. She had sworn her confidant to complete and utter secrecy during a sleepover one night after being prodded continuously by the redhead about her sexual exploits of which there were none and the compelling reason for her chaste state. The revelation of her physical innocence had led the jaded redhead to push her friend's boundaries repeatedly resulting in Leslie's addiction to a sex toy which led ultimately to her current obsession with pegging Humbert. 

It had been a Pandora's Box opened never to be closed again when Leslie had experienced her first screaming orgasm so long ago on Red's bathroom floor during that sleepover. That experience had increased a thousand fold when she'd decided to participate in a sick social experiment and rape one of their male classmates with a strap-on. The intense sensation she'd received had sent her over the edge to the point of no return and she'd convinced herself that the nerd she'd violated felt the same way.

Deep down, she wasn't so sure anymore.

"You have until Friday when the final bell rings." She had begun trembling when she'd realized that she was apparently on the outs with her best friend.

"Red-Melissa, come on now. You can't really be serious about this? We're girls, you and me. Best Friends Forever right?" 

"You know Les; I have changed my mind. I really don't want to spend a year doling out portions of your PATHETIC ASS to losers around Maplewood High, so I kind of figured that we could just get it all out of the way at once. Know what I'm talking about bitch." Her blood ran cold when Red flashed her smile.

"WHAT?!!" Leslie felt weak in the knees and backed away from the grinning duo getting their meaning before they were even put into words.

"ONE BIG FUCKING EXTRAVAGANZA!! You should see the mother fucking talent we've got lined up girlfriend. The list is PHENOMINAL!!" April had her arms outstretched symbolizing the number of men that had been lined up to deflower her.

"NO!!"

"Leslie my chaste friend, they're coming out of the woodwork for a slice of your fat ass!! We should sell tickets on the real! I could probably pay for college with that shit." Red started laughing along with April as she nearly pissed herself.

"NOOOOOO!!" Leslie quickly ran from the house nearly falling down the wooden steps in the process.

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Maplewood High was abuzz with the revelation of the apparent break-up of Red and Leslie's friendship. The girls as a collective had ruled the school with an iron fist, acted with impunity and routinely got away with murder. It was known that Red had put Leslie in a social "time-out" and forbid any of the other squad members from associating with her for the rest of the week. 

The head cheerleader was definitely sending her former friend a message. Leslie had tried to weather the drama for the first two days of the week before the isolation started driving her slowly up the wall. 

Some other girls beneath her former social circle had been amiable with the attractive brunette attempting to start a new "sewing circle" but Leslie blew them off chaffing at their pathetic attempts to use her.

"Jackson."

"Here." A teen raised his hand in the back of the class.

"McAllister."

"Here." A chunky brunette raised her hand to answer her teacher.

"Reed." The head cheerleader raised her hand with a smile. She had begun sitting towards the front of the class since her split with Leslie.

"Jenkins." There was no answer. Mr. West looked up after calling Humbert's name two more times before marking him absent. Leslie was worried because only Humbert could get her out of this shit predicament.

But the lanky nerd was missing and hadn't been seen for three weeks since she'd last "had sex" with him at his house. She'd wanted to drop by his place and see if he was okay, but didn't want to chance it after Red's reaction to her second tryst with Humbert. Leslie had kept her secrets to herself, but she had been masturbating a lot more frequently since fucking the nerd a second time. 

"Hey Les, what's your deal?" It was Patty and she immediately knew that the politicking blonde was playing both sides of the fence in case Leslie came out on top in the current feud.

"What are you doing talking to me? Isn't that against Red's law or something?"

"Come on Leslie, just throwing you a sympathetic ear is all." Patty tried to look earnest.

"What the fuck do you want?"

"The girls, the squad and I think this "thing" you got going on with Melissa is kind of making us look weak. We just want it to be over is all. Just give her whatever she wants so things can get back to normal."

"You don't have a fucking clue what's going on do you?"

"Look, the girls and I are just trying to help." Leslie almost laughed in the thin teen's face. Her primitive fishing for information was almost adorable.

"Unless you can pull Humbert Jenkins out of your ass, there's nothing you've got that can help me out with Red." She casually turned and walked away.

"Humbert? What do you want with that geek anyway? I've seen him and he just creeps me the fuck out." Leslie's eyes had widened at the mention of his name as she turned smiling to her new subordinate.

"You've seen him?"

"Yeah, he's got a locker near the gymnasium and he's a total freak of nature, all Emo and shit." Patty was genuinely befuddled why Leslie would need to find Humbert.

"Show me." Leslie draped her arm around the petite teen's shoulders and plied her with a few compliments.

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Humbert knew his time was running out. He'd cut U.S. History class for the last three weeks to avoid seeing Leslie. The shapely cheerleader had haunted his nightmares for far too long and he'd been suffering continuously due to his damaged rectum. After the last rape, his anus had not fully recovered and the poor teen had been left with a noticeable gape. He still occasionally spotted blood in his underwear and after a few too many questions from his concerned mother had taken to using the butt plug for practicality. 

He didn't know how to come clean to his parents and his polar opposite father would never understand him being forced into anal sex by two girls. After Leslie had taken him that second time, something had died inside of him and begun to fester. He no longer took pleasure in simple things like comics or his X-Box. He started to hate the numerous action figures and toys that adorned his shelves.

Somewhere in the back of his mind, Humbert knew that his beautiful monster would never leave him alone and that he would have to find a way to escape her gaze. He'd started seeing her everywhere he went whether she was there or not. 

He'd flung a soft drink at some unfortunate girl at a convenience store and received a sound beating from the frightened girl's cousin after mistaking her for the cheerleader. Luckily the owner of the store had saved him before any serious damage could be done.

Somewhere along the line Humbert had decided to avoid his problems by hiding, but the beating he took that day had made him...angry.

He paid off Casey, one of his friends to switch lockers with him giving the fellow nerd two hundred dollars of money he'd saved up for San Diego Comic Con. Gone were the brightly colored t-shirts and cargo shorts in favor of hoodies and baggy jeans. The nerd kept to himself and ditched the two classes he shared with Leslie. He just kept telling himself that he would find a way to make up all the work he'd missed later when he found a way out of his situation with Leslie.

The nerd packed his own lunch and usually ate under the bleachers in the gymnasium or in study hall. 

He'd been called to the office where his counselor Mrs. English had questioned him extensively about cutting class and notified him that his parents would be informed of his activities after he'd been less than responsive.

Humbert had nearly flipped her off when she'd spoke of telling his parents but had quietly trudged off to his locker to retrieve his books. 

"Hey sexy, you miss me?" He was suddenly slapped hard on his rear end jolting the butt plug in his ass.

Leslie was suddenly staring him right in the eyes as she ran her fingers through her long brown highlighted locks pushing her hair to the side exposing an ear. It was only moments but his eyes took in every familiar detail of her stunning hourglass figure wrapped in a light blue form fitting dress to her wedge heels and the meticulously painted toenails of her small feet.

"This where you been hiding Hum-Bert? Look, we need to talk." She was excited to see him after weeks of desperate longing and wondering what had happened to her crush. She was not prepared for what happened next.

Humbert hocked and spit a loogie right into the statuesque cheerleader's face.

Before she could react, the nerd bolted into the adjoining gym as several onlookers watched Leslie touching her face in complete shock. Some jocks from the football team were present and took immediate umbrage at the order of events.

"HEY, YOU SEE WHAT THAT FUCKIN NERD DID TO LESLIE?!!" One roided out jock yelled to two of his teammates.

"THAT'S FUCKED UP!! LET'S GET THAT LITTLE SHIT!!" Humbert suddenly found himself being chased by three of the biggest assholes on campus and he didn't miss a beat hitting the fire exit and setting off the alarms as he ran into the parking lot.

"DON'T HURT 'EM!! I NEED THAT FUCKER!!" Leslie yelled after the jocks running behind them as well before tripping and losing one of her shoes.

Humbert was about ten feet in front of the jocks running for his life while dragging a backpack full of heavy literature books which were falling from his pack onto the parking lot asphalt. A few gym teachers had run out of the fire exit and watched Humbert leap into the air onto one of the perimeter fences topped with barbed wire and attempt to flip headfirst to the other side.

One of the jocks had leaped onto the fence and snagged Humbert's hoodie nearly hanging the teen in his own clothing. The other jocks were quickly on the fence struggling to pull him back over when the resourceful nerd yanked his zipper down sliding out of his jacket onto the other side and landing on his feet.

He quickly disappeared into the brush on his side of the fence. None of the jocks followed figuring he was a lost cause. Leslie walked into the parking lot dabbing the spittle from her face with some sycophant's handkerchief and looking down at Humbert's discarded books.

"It ain't gonna be that easy after all." She picked up his U.S. History book while some of the winded jocks gathered around trying to catch her favor figuring chasing Humbert had given them a chance with the stacked brunette.

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Humbert had run through the brush and lost his footing rolling down a hill and nearly into the street. He would continue running for five more blocks before hopping onto the bus. He wouldn't feel safe until he was miles from school and walking up the block to his home at the end of the cul-de-sac. 

He'd replayed his actions over and over again from spitting in Leslie's face to his daring escape from the idiot jocks that worshipped the ground she walked on. He felt good for a few moments before realizing that he'd have to return to school the following day.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 06



"YOU'RE LATE BOY!!" His heart nearly jumped out of his mouth until he realized his father Harry was in the open garage working on the family car.

"Uh, really sorry dad. I was taking care of a few things. Didn't mean to be late." Harry was a few inches shorter than his son and stocky. He'd begun balding at an early age and what was left was graying along with the profuse hair covering his body. He almost resembled a Neanderthal with his low brow and thick eyebrows. Humbert was his complete polar opposite and didn't take after him at all. 

Harry was hard on the boy feeling that he was too weak sometimes and he secretly wondered if Humbert was even his considering that they were nothing alike.

"Those "things" you're talking about, wouldn't have to do with some pissed off football players chasing you home would it?" He was at a loss for words figuring the school must have called.

"Dad, I can explain everything. It wasn't my fault."

"Don't worry about it sport, we can hash it out later." Humbert was surprised as his father patted his head with one of his large mitt-like hands.

"Really?"

"Yeah, besides your friend already explained everything to your mother and me." His dad flashed him an uncharacteristic grin.

"Friend?!!" Humbert's blood ran cold as he suddenly bolted up the stairs and into his home.

"Well look whose home!! Go upstairs and wash up darling. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes once your friend finishes rolling the crab cakes." He looked beyond his doting mother to the horror currently in his kitchen rolling meat on a cutting board.

"WHAT-ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!" Leslie didn't miss a beat turning and flashing him a million dollar smile while placing the meat in a skillet on the kitchen stove.

"HUMBERT!! Mind your manners!! Your friend brought your books home and this is how you greet her?!!" His mother's words went in one ear and out the other as he stared across the room at Leslie believing her truly insane to have invaded his home.

"It's okay Mrs. Jenkins, Humbert just forgot about that project we're working on together for U.S. History." Leslie was in full charm mode and his parents were buying it hook, line and sinker. His father was probably just happy to get a look at the stacked cheerleader in her form fitting designer clothes which strained to contain her curves. 

Humbert felt a twinge of disgust at the site of his father who was nearly drooling over his rapist while she recounted a fabricated story about how he'd saved her from the same jocks that had chased him earlier and how she was grateful enough to return his lost books. His mother had even forced him to apologize to Leslie who continued her "good girl" act.

What could he do? Tell his parents about the multiple times this woman had fucked him up the ass with a strap-on? His parents would never look at him the same way if they believed him and his father would probably chalk it up to him not being manly enough to fight off two girls.

He felt trapped.

"Shouldn't you be getting home Leslie?" He asked after dinner was finished and Leslie was even going so far as to help with the dishes.

"Humbert, watch your tone young man! What's gotten into you tonight?" His mother was starting to piss him off in her ignorance.

"Oh its okay Mrs. Jenkins, we always talk to each other like that and I really should be going after all. Humbert, can I talk to you in private for a few minutes?"

"Nope, sorry I have to uh do my homework and get ready for bed sorry." He had already started ascending the stairway up to his room when his father yelled at him in frustration.

"WATCH YOURSELF BOY!! Your mother and I taught you better than that!! Leslie you can go on up with him." Leslie smiled and flashed a quick wink at his father when his mother wasn't looking of course.

"Just for ten minutes alright? We don't want you to get the wrong idea about our household Leslie." His mother added as she shot her roguish husband an irritated look.

"It's okay Mrs. Jenkins; I'll just need five minutes." Leslie assured her.

She quickly bounded up the stairs and shoved the lanky nerd into his room causing him to slam his shoulder against the door frame. Once they were inside she took a quick glance around noticing the changes made to the room since she had last been there.

"Different, I didn't mind it the way it was before. It had this kind of quaint dorky charm to it."

"What do you want Leslie?"

"I just wanted to repay you in kind." She suddenly slapped him hard across the face rocking his head to one side.

"Tomorrow morning we are going to have a talk. You better be available asshole." Before he could even respond, she had turned on her heel and quickly exited his room. 

He reached under his pillow pulling out a large kitchen knife that he'd recently begun sleeping with to ease his nerves. His heart was thumping in his chest as he worried when the next shoe would drop. He heard her exchanging more pleasantries with his parents before she left his house followed by a minor quarrel between his parents.

Moments later his father walked into his room barely giving him enough time to hide the knife back under his pillow.

"Hey son, you tapping that right?" His father's vulgarity offended his sensibilities as his father sat on the bed beside him.

"Dad please."

"Come on boy, give me something! That girl is straight off Sports Illustrated son! Just tell me if her quim is as tight as a vise." The middle aged man was grinning showing yellowed teeth from decades of smoking.

"I wouldn't know, she likes it in the ass." His father started laughing loudly and gave his son a few playful punches to the shoulder before leaving the room to hopefully get a piece from his annoyed wife.

Humbert curled up in a fetal position with his knife and finally dozed at three in the morning dreading what the following day would have to offer.

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The following morning Humbert had to be pried from bed by his mother and even though he initially claimed to be sick, he quickly found himself be chauffeured to school by his father. Along the way he had been nearly interrogated by his disingenuous parent about details of his supposed relationship with Leslie and he had given vague answers to get his prying father off his case. He was heavily annoyed as Harry launched into some of his own high school exploits and talking about how he'd never had anything as fine as Leslie finally admonishing his geeky son for treating Leslie badly. 

"Don't drop the ball sport." His father had advised before driving off and Humbert found himself flipping off the Oldsmobile as it pulled off. His father had never driven him to school before and he chaffed that he was being shown so much renewed interest because of some bitch that had assaulted him.

Leslie didn't keep him waiting as he found her leaning against his locker thumbing through a comic book he recognized as his own. He noticed his locker was slightly ajar and his belongings on the inside disturbed.

"Oh you're a petty criminal too, WONDERFUL." He stopped just five feet short refusing to even look her in the eye.

"You're so funny now let's get down to business." She crooked her finger beckoning him closer. Humbert hated himself as he involuntarily closed the gap between them. He still couldn't help it as his eyes roamed over her voluptuous body. She smiled noticing his latent interest and was sure he'd go along with her intentions.

"I know we've had our differences in the past and everything, but I need a favor."

"No." His answer was so quick that he nearly cut her off before she finished her sentence.

"What? You haven't even heard what I have to say." She was startled having become used to having guys hang on her every word. 

"No Leslie, that's my answer...my final answer." He turned to walk away but she grabbed his arm.

"Don't fucking walk away from me Humbert, who do you think you are douche? I thought we could be cool about this shit but I think me and you NEED to come to an understanding lover." She tried to cup his chin but he jerked his head away.

"I understand you perfectly and my fucking answer is...NO." He felt a jolt shoot across his spine as he defied her. He felt a sliver of exuberance as he watched her reaction before an even more palatable thought entered his mind. 

"Hey Leslie, uh I changed my mind. How could I you know, FUCK with you huh?"

"Oh, you're going to hear me out? I'm so glad you're cool with this and I promise that I'll like totally owe you one Humbert." A wave of relief flushed over her pretty face as she managed a nervous smile. She'd be back on the cheerleading squad by the end of the week and then ... She was gonna deal with that fat dyke cunt April for fucking up her friendship.

"Suck my dick." The words just rolled off his tongue with Shakespearean flair.

"WHAT?!!"

"Suck my fuckin dick Leslie. That's the only way I'll even listen to your stupid ass." He started laughing loudly as her face froze in horror. She didn't know how to react to his indifference and started screaming loudly drawing attention to herself in the school hallway.

"Do you understand English biatch? Suck my fuckin dick." Humbert's laughing was cut short by a vicious slap across the face that nearly knocked him on his ass. He continued laughing even as he eyed the easy pronounced sway of her meaty backside.

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As she was storming away from Humbert the bell rang for first class and a wave of students rushed into the hallway crowding around her. She was flustered as a group of teens pushed against her that she considered too close for comfort. 

It soon became apparent that this was by design as Leslie was poked, prodded and groped by a number of hungry hands. 

"WHAT-THE-FUCK?!! KEEP YOUR FUCKING PAWS OFF OF ME ASSHOLES!!" Her outrage was met with sustained laughter as she felt one particularly large hand cup her right ass cheek and squeeze until she reached back slapping at the hand and digging her nails into it. Another hand roughly squeezed her left breast flicking the nipple and making her cry out in pain and frustration.

"STOP TOUCHING ME FAGS!! YOU'RE ALL GONNA BE FUCKING SORRY!!" She started wind milling her arms striking a number of the teens as more hands mauled her body. In the midst of it all one pair of nimble fingers had flipped the back of her blue jean skirt up exposing her bikini bottom styled panties as catcalls filled the hallway. 

"We're gonna enjoy tapping that phat ass you frigid bitch." Someone whispered in her ear so close that she could feel his hot breath on her cheek.

She spun around striking a chubby kid in the face and knocking his glasses across the hall. She noticed that he had a camera phone and others with their phones out catching the moment of her big reveal for prosperity.

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!" She began to sob and that was filmed as well before the boys were chased off by one of the gym teachers. The teacher comforted Leslie and escorted her to home room. Leslie was rattled and looked over her shoulder at her peers. 

She noticed Humbert grinning at her. The look on his face was eerily familiar.

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Leslie sat alone in the cafeteria in her own little world. She stared down into her plastic plate of food trying to get a handle on things. She noticed a large group of guys congregating at one of the tables and they were all looking at camera phones and staring in her direction. She had no doubt that video of her wide butt was being shared amongst them.

"Hey girlfriend, I heard what happened and I'm so sorry." It was Patty fishing for information again along with her BFF Chelsea. Chelsea for her part looked completely disinterested.

"Look, I'm not in the mood right now." Leslie looked around noticing more eyes on her from all corners of the cafeteria. She noticed Brad Tucker sitting at a table with the rest of the football team and was heartened when he didn't seem interested in looking at video of her panty clad butt. She felt momentarily sorry for had happened to him in that barn during homecoming week.

"Look Leslie, we just want to help. It's hard seeing a sister out in the cold like this girlfriend." Patty tried to look earnest.

"Yeah sure, like she said." Chelsea added not seeming to care about the proceedings at all as her gaze wandered over to Brad.

"Maybe we can help you out you know? So what's this got to do with that geek Humbert?" Patty leaned against the table clutching a pink notebook to her ample bosom.

"Look little girl, you're way out of your league. Don't play with me slut." Patty did a double-take as she was solidly dismissed.

"Red's gonna FUCK-YOU-UP and you know what else? You will DESERVE EVERY BIT of IT!!" The young cheerleader's words stung as Leslie contemplated her likely fate. Patty flipped her the bird as she walked back to the cheerleader's table while Chelsea simply shrugged in her direction.

Suddenly something hard and small stuck her in the cheek and bounced onto her tray. 

It was a piece of candy that she used to eat when she was smaller. It was called a Now & Later and the strawberry cube had stung her cheek producing a reddened mark. 

Leslie picked up the candy and looked around the cafeteria as her peers laughed. She locked eyes with Red who raised her plastic cup in a silent toast.

What she didn't know was that Humbert had flung the offending piece of candy at her after dumping his tray.

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Leslie sat in her car outside of the library hours later watching the building. The day had been a trying one and she found herself driving over to the library as she thought of all the harassment and abuse she'd taken at school. She was determined to somehow convince Humbert to take a plastic cock up his ass for possibly the last time.

"You're gonna give me what I want one way or another." She opened her glove compartment and produced a small bottle of jack which she chugged for courage.

Leslie found the inside of the library much different than she'd remembered. The interior lighting had been changed and as she walked slowly up to the counter she noticed updated security cameras at every corner of the building. She bit her lip slightly as she recalled taking Humbert's anal virginity and the mind staggering orgasm that had nearly caused her to pass out while pegging him. It was his own fault for being stupid enough to let two girls bully him into giving up his ass and now he was acting like a dick and fucking with her. She'd have to be a little bit smarter than him. Whether he liked it or not, Humbert would be giving up some more of his sweet ass soon enough.

"Can I help you?" She found herself looking at a thin, decidedly gothic influenced girl with purple streaked hair. The girl was wearing a Nightmare before Christmas t-shirt over a black & white striped long sleeved shirt. Her face had numerous piercings.

"I-I'm looking for something?" Leslie found herself stammering.

"Yeah ain't we all sister. What can I do for you?" The clerk was irritated as Leslie attempted to look over her shoulder into the back area. There were at least two other clerks on duty and neither were Humbert.

"Uh, is Humbert Jenkins here?" She managed to finally blurt out looking as nervous as she sounded.

"Who wants to know?" The Goth girl's stand-offish attitude was getting to Leslie as the clerk flashed a disingenuous smile. 

"Forget it." Leslie turned away from the counter to find Humbert pushing a cart stacked with books up to the counter. She had to catch herself as she nearly ran into his arms remembering his utter contempt for her. The lanky nerd pushed the cart safely behind the counter before he emerged from the office at the side of his co-worker.

"What's up Leslie, did you come to see my friend Dick?"

"No, I want to talk to you."

"I don't know about that baby, you should talk to Dick first." Humbert punctuated his words by draping an arm around his obviously puzzled coworker.

"You wanna play hardball with me fucker?" Leslie hissed as the Goth girl snickered.

"Language Leslie, watch that slutty mouth because there are children here." She looked around and found a few parents with their children staring at her. She silently slung her purse and walked out of the library.

She went back to her car and waited until she saw all of the patrons filing out at closing time. Humbert would emerge moments later with all of his coworkers and pile into a Volkswagen bug that belonged to his Goth associate.

Tears rolled down Leslie's cheeks as she watched the group leave work to some loud indie tunes from the cars stereo.

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Humbert sat in the bleachers the following day after school smoking a joint one of his coworkers had given him. He'd been living high after continually getting the best of Leslie the previous day, but his father just wouldn't leave him alone about her.

"Hey can I have a hit of that?" He looked up to see a vaguely familiar chubby blonde smiling at him. She had this kind of "Off Look" about her as he took in her cute round face and big expressive blue eyes. She had an excess amount of eye shadow around them that gave her what he called "Tim Burton appeal" and he also noticed her wet looking stringy blonde hair.

"Well that's a first." She commented while taking a long drag on the joint.

"What?"

"One of the few times a guy looks at my face and not my tits." She replied casually as she took another hit and passed the joint back to him.

He immediately looked down and realized that the teen was sporting a humongous pair of breasts in a shredded Hello Kitty" t-shirt. Her stark black bra was visible between the tattered material.

"I've seen big tits before. I can take em or leave 'em." He shrugged and took a last drag on the joint.

"Well call me impressed, what's your name by the way?" She took a seat uncomfortably close to him.

"Why do you wanna know?"

"Call me doubly impressed, got trust issues do we?" She smiled at him and he was uncomfortable scooting a few inches away from her.

"Yeah, well let's just say this ...Every time a pretty girl talks to me, my ASS hurts." She chuckled at his comment knowing full well what he meant as she stood to leave.

"Well, your loss friend." She quickly flashed her massive breasts at him before descending down the bleachers.

"Humbert-Humbert Jenkins." He called after her.

"Smart boy." He watched her leave the bleachers puzzled and a little turned on.

Two teens, Patty and Chelsea happened to be watching the interaction between April and Humbert.

"Hey you see that shit Chel?" Both girls were jogging around the stadium in preparation for a track meet. Red had encouraged the girls of the cheerleading squad to keep in tip-top shape.

"No!" Chelsea was becoming exasperated with her friend's constant meddling and politicking when it came to the affairs of the head cheerleader.

"Come on Chel, you didn't see that Humbert guy talking to Red's new girl-toy?"

"I don't wanna see it Patty, you need to leave that shit alone before something happens."

"You think he's got a big cock?" Her probing tone was alarming and usually was the precursor to one of Patty's hair brained schemes to rack up more popularity'

"I don't care about some dork's cock." She slowed to a stop as her thin associate grasped her arm. The girls leaned against the fence that bordered the football field facing one another and catching their breath.

"Hey girlfriend, let's take him over to the cabin." Patty grinned as her best friend looked away.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 06



"Are you out of your fuckin mind? Aren't you still in trouble for trashing the cabin last time we were there with Brad?" Chelsea popped a finger across her friend's temple and received a loud slap to her gym short covered rear end. There were a few hoots from their peers and classmates. Chelsea ignored the wild comments while Patty encouraged them. The thin blonde noticed some boys with their camera phones out and reached behind her taller friend cupping one of her large ass cheeks and digging her nails into the tender flesh while they were being filmed.

"You are such an attention whore." Chelsea replied as she flipped off the amateur camera men.

"But that's why you love me biatch. Come on Chel, let's take em to the cabin and pull that big cock out for a test drive." She sounded earnest and Chelsea usually ended up going along with her anyway.

"You really think he has a big cock?"

"Why do you think Leslie and Red are fighting? They usually do and share everything but this fuckin guy has somehow drove a wedge between them!! Do the math biatch, he's gotta be packing some serious meat to break up the queens of Maplewood High." Chelsea peered up the bleachers towards Humbert partially hidden in his baggy clothing.

"Doesn't look like much." It was a quick assessment as Patty grabbed her hand and led her up the bleachers to Humbert.

Humbert was casually playing Angry Birds on his phone when he looked up to see two prominent members of the Cheerleading squad approaching him making his heart race. He began involuntarily trembling not knowing what to expect and looked around for an escape route.

"Hey you're Humbert Jenkins right?" Patty yelled flashing him a million dollar smile along with Chelsea. He noticed both girls were dressed similarly in their white track suit jackets and matching gym shorts each with a blue stripe down the side. He also took immediate notice of the taller girl's phenomenally wide hips and her friend's pronounced camel toe. 

He didn't answer them waiting for the next shoe to drop. The girls were momentarily stunned at his indifferent silence.

"Hi, my name is Patty and my friend here's name is Chelsea. Checking out the hips right? Huh, yeah they're pretty wide and you should see the rear view of that shit." Chelsea did a quick pirouette with the help of her friend as Humbert chuckled.

"I have my charms too Humbert." The athletic blonde slowly pulled the zipper of her jacket down as her generous cleavage was exposed. 

She was wearing a smaller white underwire bra to make her breasts look larger than they were. It was one of the tricks of the trade that she'd actually learned from Red herself.

"You two are cheerleaders right?" He snorted as he lit a cigarette. He'd developed the habit during those sleepless nights when his nightmares of Leslie persisted. 

"That's right baby, here to fulfill your wildest dreams." Patty was laying it on a little thicker than Chelsea preferred but both girls were dying to get into his pants and find out why Leslie and Red were fighting. The thin blonde's panties were already damp and she feared that she'd have to take him into one of the mobile classrooms to get a little sample before heading to the cabin.

"Cheerleaders are evil."

"WHAT?!" Both girls were stopped in their tracks by his proclamation.

"Tell that bitch Leslie, nice try but she's still gotta talk to my friend Dick." He smirked at the two girls who were looking at him in disbelief.

"HEY LESLIE DIDN'T SEND US OVER HERE!!" Patty yelled with her arms stretched out from her sides.

"Piss off cunt." He took a drag on his cigarette and looked away refusing to even regard them anymore.

"FUCK YOU, YA FUCKING NERD SHIT!! YOU JUST MISSED OUT BIG TIME MOTHERFUCKER!!" Patty had lost her temper as Chelsea tugged at her jacket secretly relieved that things hadn't gone their way.

"Change your tampon bitch." He laughed without a care in the world as Patty stormed off beginning to loudly sob while Chelsea remained behind.

"You know Leslie really didn't send us over here and now Patty's probably going to get somebody to beat your ass for talking shit." Her looked at the beautiful teen and simply shrugged his shoulders.

"Your funeral, have a nice day schmuck." Chelsea walked down the bleachers to look for her friend.

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Leslie arrived at school early in the morning tired from a sleepless night plagued with visions of Humbert running away from her while she was being chased by the nude male populace of Maplewood high.

There was a Polaroid stuck face down on her locker. "FRIDAY" was written in felt tip marker on the back of the picture.

She was initially wary of handling the photo but resolved to remove it from her locker if nothing else. There was some kind of sticky residue on the photo as it came away from the locker leaving a web of resin like substance. She however couldn't bring herself to just toss it in the trash without looking at it.

It was the photo of an overly large erect penis.

"SHIT!!" Leslie flung the picture onto the floor and had trouble getting some of the sticky residue off of her fingers. She brought her fingers up to her nose recognizing the smell of semen and began jumping around in a panic as she opened her locker in a panic to get something to clean her hands.

Her lockers was filled with hundreds of similar Polaroids of other penises which spilled to the floor in a small pile as she ran crying down the hall way.

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Humbert was in the boys' locker room dressing as the other students milled about joking, play fighting and generally hanging out. His mind wandered back to the other day when the two cheerleaders had approached him with the intent of "hooking up". He didn't trust anyone these days especially any of the people considered "cool" and part of the high school elite. He figured that Leslie was just trying to get him alone again so that she could fuck him with her trusty strap-on.

Over night he wondered exactly what he had missed out on considering the possible threesome Patty had offered.

Well, that boat had long gone out to sea. While he was waxing nostalgic, he hadn't noticed the rest of his peers filing out of the locker room.

"COME HERE DORK!!" Humbert was suddenly grabbed from behind toppling over onto the cool tile floor of the locker room as a large fist smashed into his face nearly knocking him unconscious. He found it hard to breathe as a knee was shoved into his chest while more blows rained down on him.

It was Brad Tucker.

Brad Tucker, former BMOC and resident King of Maplewood high, well actually he was more of a consort as the evil redhead had anointed him. He'd enjoyed all the perks of being the alpha-male until recently. Humbert had heard rumors of what'd happened that fateful night of the big game. Some of the jocks had talked about how Brad had been gangbanged by the cheerleading squad, the majorettes and even the lowly flag girls. They were saying that he'd experienced a nervous breakdown from what was clearly "pussy overload".

They were all idiots.

There was a look in his eye that Humbert knew all too well. Something deep down that branded them both brothers of the struggle.

"They fucked you too huh?" More blows rained down onto his ribs.

"They fucked you Brad. Didn't they?" The jock stopped pounding him as quickly as he'd started. Humbert was bloodied and one of the crimson stained lenses was cracked on his glasses.

Brad didn't answer; he just had this faraway look in his eyes that Humbert immediately emphasized with as the crouching jock slowly backed away from him. Humbert's thin body was wracked with pain as he regained his composure.

"I know that's what happened Brad. I fucking know what it's like with them. They kind of lull you into a false sense of security before they pounce. How'd they trick you bro?"

He wanted to answer but the words wouldn't issue from his mouth.

"From the way you've been walking around school lately, they must've used a big fuckin dildo on you huh?"

"Shut up." Brad finally found the words to speak to his intended victim. He'd received a threatening call from Patty late last night demanding that he punish Humbert for being an asshole.

"You're scared shitless and probably because they told you they were gonna fuck you again huh?" Brad quickly shoved him into a row of lockers grabbing his shirt at the collar. He was breathing heavy and on the verge of tears. 

"You wearing a butt plug too bro?" Brad quickly launched his large fist into Humbert's stomach causing the nerd to crumple into a ball at his feet.

"I didn't want to do this man. I'm really sorry." Brad stepped over him and walked out of the locker room.

Humbert lay on the floor laughing and feeling surprisingly "strong."

"BROS BEFORE HOES!!" Humbert laughed knowing he would never help Leslie.

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Leslie sat alone in the gymnasium bleachers as she watched the cheerleading squad go through a few practice drills. She looked around noticing that she was sharing company with the dregs of humanity at Maplewood high whether she liked it or not. She had reluctantly changed into her gym uniform of a white t-shirt and basic rayon navy blue shorts. She used to love how her chest warped the letters on the front of the shirt, but now she was worried that her large breasts made her a target during what was sure to be a forty minute gauntlet to get out of the area without being touched. 

It seemed that everywhere she went someone was bumping into her as a cheap excuse to touch her voluptuous body. During lunch hour somebody had actually had the audacity to shoot her in the butt with a pellet gun. The stinging sensation of the small spud hitting her rear end had shocked her making her drop her tray at the cafeteria register spilling its liquid contents all over the counter. Of course when she looked in the direction of the shot all she saw was a sea of poker faced students staring back at her. When she retrieved the remnants of her rattled lunch tray, Leslie found a small flesh colored toy cock amongst her food items. 

Leslie simply left the tray at the register and half-ran from the room completely flushed red. She thought to find solace in the bathroom, but a trio of girls had inadvertently shaken her even from the solace of the women's bathroom with a disturbing conversation.

"Hey did you hear about that bitch Leslie?"

"What?"

"She likes nerd cock."

"WHAT?!!-REALLY?!! You've got to be kidding girl. All the guys in school would give their right nut to get a slice of that frozen pussy."

"Well I heard that she let that Humbert guy fuck her in the ass and she liked it so fuckin much that she's stalking him now!"

"GET OUTTA HERE WITH THAT SHIT!! This is fucking Leslie, co-queen of Maplewood High with that uber-skank Red right?"

"Yeah, that's right girlfriend and I heard he fucked Red in the ass too. In FACT I heard that that's what those two cunts are fighting about! Kicked Leslie off the squad and everything girlfriend"

"Who is this uh, Humbert guy?"

"Somme fuckin geek that works over at the library. I heard he's gotta HUGE COCK!!" 

"Seriously, how big?"

"Like twelve fucking inches or more girlfriend and I heard that Leslie bitch pervs on him so bad that the family got like a restraining order on her flabby ass!!

"Fuck, you need to stop talking about this before I go get some of that shit. What's that motherfucker's name again?"

"Humbert Jenkins!! Yeah he doesn't look like much, but he must have some serious skills if he's fucking up the cheerleading squad."

"Fuck those whores!! Yeah, I'm gonna stop by the library and get uh, a book!!" The girls started laughing in a cackling manner and it was all Leslie could stand as she snatched the door open and stared down her detractors.

Leslie found herself staring at three rail thin lanky freshmen all pimply and gawky looking. She looked like a grown woman next to them and could have easily throttled the underclassmen. The girls ran out of the restroom as fast as their thin legs would carry them. Leslie was speechless as she reviewed her own flawless looks in the restroom mirror and wondered if this was the gossip that was circulating around the school.

Even if she did find a way to get Humbert to give up his ass again, she was marked for the rest of the year if couldn't get things back the way they were with Red.

Leslie sat in the gym watching her squad working out without her and feeling the spectre of loneliness creeping over her.

"Well, she can't be still mad after all the shit I've taken this week." Leslie looked around and noticed a few geeks staring in her direction. She was used to the extra attention but something was strange about this group of four guys sitting with coats over their laps.

"What the fuck?" Her eyes were drawn to the coats and the movement underneath them as she realized that they were masturbating. Just as she realized what was happening one of the geeks started trembling obviously reaching a climax. The busty cheerleader felt a wave of anger well up in her chest as she stood and ran over snatching one of the coats away revealing the nerd's depleted cock. She nearly retched at the sight of copious amounts of cum staining his ill-fitting jeans.

"Did I do that?" The nerd exclaimed in an annoying voice before bursting out into laughter.

Leslie picked up one of the thick literature books resting beside the teen and spiked it into his crotch. The entire gymnasium laughed and catcalled as she descended the bleachers and approached her cheerleading squad with purpose. The cheerleaders formed a circle around Red keeping her from getting closer than ten feet to the head cheerleader.

"WHAT IS THIS SHIT RED?!!" She tried to push past the other girls but was angrily shoved back.

"EVERYBODY'S LAUGHING AT US!! THEY THINK WE'RE A JOKE!! IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT?!!" That statement got the redhead's attention as she turned her icy stare towards her former best friend. Leslie felt a chill run up her spine as the circle parted and Red stepped up to her face to face. She tried not to be alarmed as Red grabbed her forearm and pulled her over to the wall.

"You started this shit Leslie. I told you to leave that dork alone so that shit like this wouldn't happen but you didn't listen did you, you fucking idiot. Look around you bitch, look at all these little people that walk in my world. I DON'T give a flying FUCK what anybody thinks, you understand?" Red was starring deep into her hazel eyes and scaring the shit out of her.

"Yeah, but Red-!" Leslie found a freckled hand over her mouth as Red interrupted her.

"You've got this supposed connection with Humbert right? I told you to MAKE me BELIEVE IT Leslie. That's all you gotta do bitch, right? But we both know you're going to GET FUCKED this Friday. You're gonna lose this bet and I'm gonna watch you get turned the FUCK OUT by fifty or more cocks!! Think about it Leslie, you're gonna get more experience in one night than most of these sluts around us will get in a LIFETIME!!" Red started laughing in her face as tears rolled across her cheeks smearing her mascara. Red backed away pointing and laughing causing a burst of pride to run through the distraught teen.

"YOU CAN'T MAKE ME DO THAT SICK SHIT!!" Leslie screamed after Red who continued walking away with the rest of the squad trailing behind her.

"I WONT DO IT MELISSA!! I WONT, YOU HEAR ME?!!" Leslie nearly fainted as she slid down the wall into a fetal position. Moments later she looked up to see numerous people watching her some with their camera phones out recording the encounter. She noticed one particular face looking at her with a wide grin.

It was Humbert who had been taking it all in and having the time of his life. He was laughing at her and her heart dropped as tears rolled down her cheeks. She hated herself for being wet at the sight of him. She still dreamed of fucking him with her plastic cock and didn't know how to get rid of the feelings that came with the images.

She noticed that some other geeks were sitting spread out through the bleachers with bouncing coats over their laps.

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Humbert sat in his room doing something he hadn't done in a long time. He had fished his PlayStation out of the closet and was playing some online games with his coworkers from work. He'd taken an early day at school and come home to happily find the house empty. Both of his parents were at work and he was going to take full advantage of the situation.

He had been playing for thirty minutes when he was disturbed and horrified as Leslie walked into his room.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!!" He screamed standing up so quick that his console was yanked off the stand in front of the television. 

"You uh, forgot to lock the door after you came in I guess." He quickly noticed the distraught look on the cheerleader's face.

"Get out of my fucking house bitch." He was shocked at her sudden appearance.

"Don't you wanna know why I'm here?"

"No, get out of my house before I call the cops." He raised his phone for her to see in a clear threat.

"But I uh, came to see ...your friend Dick." He couldn't help himself as his eyes roamed all over her curvy body.

"Excuse me? You know what you're saying right?" He couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah, I'll suck your dick Humbert." She was looking down at the floor and breathing heavily. Leslie was wearing a blue one piece dress and he noticed that it fastened up at her side in three clasps near her ribcage, narrow waist and luscious thigh. His cock immediately strained against the modest grey sweats he had changed into.

He cupped one of her large breasts and she immediately slapped his hand away shooting him an angry look of defiance. She quickly remembered herself and slowly drew his hand back up to her chest. He began kneading her breast marveling at how soft yet firm it was. His other hand followed quickly and he continued to massage her breasts while she looked nervously away. He noticed that her face looked flushed.

"You like this don't you bitch." He taunted as his fingers discovered her erect nipples through the fabric.

"NO, I didn't say you could touch me!" She moaned as his hands roughly continued to grope and knead her boobs.

"But you didn't say I couldn't either...bitch." He was pushing her breasts together creating a visible crease in the front of the dress. Sweat started to run down his brow and he began to slightly tremble from the power of his lust.

"Stop calling me that." 

"What, stop calling you what?"

"Bitch, I'm not a bitch Humbert and just because I'm here don't give you the right to-!" He quickly snatched his hands away from her breasts and jumped in her face.

"I HAVE EVERY RIGHT GOT-DAMMIT!! YOU AND YOUR FUCKIN FRIEND RAPED ME!!" She flinched as he screamed in her face so loud that spittle hit her flushed cheeks.

"But, that-was just experimenting Humbert. We were just fucking around with you. To be completely honest, I never even thought you'd let us fuck your ass." He did a double take as Leslie made her candid admission.

"FUCK YOU LESLIE!!" He grabbed her arm and began shoving her towards the door. She struggled against his grasp and managed to kick the door shut with her foot.

"PLEASE LET ME SUCK YOUR DICK!! I'M REALLY SORRY ABOUT PISSING YOU OFF HUMBERT!!" He continued trying to grab the door as she repeatedly slapped his hand away from the knob. They struggled against one another for moments until Leslie's fingers found his erect cock. Her attempts to encircle his shaft produced results as he suddenly stopped pushing her against the door. She rubbed the underside of his shaft with the palm of her hand creating an inviting friction as she looked into his eyes batting her long lashes for effect.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 06



"I really am sorry Humbert." She half moaned continuing to use her beauty to manipulate the entranced nerd. Inside, Leslie was nearly at the verge of throwing up but she needed to use every trick she had to get the gullible fool to allow her access to his tight butthole. She'd accepted the disgusting fact that she would have to do some type of sex act in order to even broach the idea of letting her peg him in front of an audience.

He moaned when she rubbed her thumb over the head of his swollen cock still through his pants which were damp with sweat and a bit of precum. 

"Take it out, pull my cock out -bitch." She chaffed at his continued insults and hesitated for a few moments before slowly drawing his zipper down. 

"Pull it out." He sternly commanded as she looked confused and hesitated. It was gonna be harder than she thought as she gingerly unsnapped his pants and pulled his boxers towards her body to look down at his penis.

"Oh shit, what's wrong with your dick?" Humbert's cock was rock hard and veiny with a wet look about it from sweat and precum. It seemed to be pulsing and the buxom cheerleader was at a loss for words.

"Ain't nothing wrong with it bitch. Pull my fuckin cock out NOW!!" She reached into his underwear touching his manhood with a single finger and drawing her hand back as if she had touched a flame. 

"What's wrong now?!"

"Nothing, it's just that it's like sticky. Did you wash it this morning?"

"I'm not gonna dignify that with an answer Leslie!! You gonna pull my dick out or what?"

"Can you wash it first?"

"WHAT?!! Are you fucking kidding me?!!" He quickly grabbed the door and tried to shove her out into the hallway but she slammed it back shut with her butt.

"Sorry, sorry sorry sorry Humbert!!" She cried as she roughly yanked his cock out of his pants so hard that he cried out. Leslie cupped her free palm to her mouth as she nearly retched when her fingers surrounded the wet sticky shaft of his penis. It felt like he had coated it in maple syrup or something.

"You trying to rip my fuckin dick off bitch?"

"No, no I'm not and I'm sorry about hurting you." She had started running her thin fingers along his shaft and in moments he felt as if he were going to cum. He quickly shoved her away cupping his hand over his manhood as he back up sitting on the edge of his bed.

"Strip bitch." Leslie clutched her hand to her chest shaking her edge as a silent scream escaped her lips when she heard his demand.

"Wait-a-minute Humbert, nobody said anything about me getting naked!"

"So fucking what bitch, you want me to listen to you so STRIP!" He was reclining on his bed resting on his elbows and staring at the voluptuous brunette expectantly. She stood there silently looking at the thin, lanky nerd laying there with his cock exposed and standing at full attention. She crinkled up her face in disgust as his erect penis slightly waved around in the air before her eyes.

"Come on Leslie who knows, I might fucking cum the minute you take all those oh so restrictive clothes off. I've already see tight little pussy bitch or did you forget how you tricked me into licking your cunt before raping me?" He had a sly smile on his face that made him uneasy.

"I didn't trick you about that; you did that on your own." 

"Yeah, I kind of thought I'd end up getting laid with you too. How stupid was that right? I mean if Red was standing right there she'd probably have fucked my brains out by now. Seriously, she gave me an AWESOME blowjob and let me fuck her juicy ass raw. She's not a frigid tease like you huh?" He started stroking himself at the memory as he looked in her direction.

"Humbert."

"No I get it Leslie, you two sluts probably drew straws or something and she ended up doing the heavy lifting while you road her coat tails as usual. You know it kind of puts things in perspective huh?"

"What are you talking about?"

"You know, the reason Red hates you now." He continued stroking his cock and looking her up and down.

"She doesn't hate me; we've just hit a bumpy patch."

"A bumpy patch, REALLY Leslie, you're obviously on the outs from what I saw in the gym and it's just gonna get worse. We both know that she's not gonna be happy until she's taken you out bitch. So, what is it that's so horrible that you'd come over here begging to suck my dick?" He was really getting off mentally as he watched her processing his words.

"It doesn't matter." She sounded like she was trying to convince herself that her words were true.

"Oh, it doesn't-bitch? Is she going to fuck your corn hole too? Well, I can tell you from my OWN considerable experience that shit HURTS like a MOTHERFUCKER!! Red ALWAYS gets her FUCKIN MAN or WOMAN in your case-bitch!! By the way, thanks for the beat down I received the other day from Brad Tucker. You know him don't you ...your OTHER victim?" 

"I didn't do anything to him, it was uh somebody else."

"And now, you're going to be next Leslie." Humbert winked at her while continuing to work himself over. He didn't see any reason why he couldn't a degenerate in front of the stacked cheerleader who was staring intently at his hands sliding up and down his cock. She would never admit that her panties were soaking wet from watching him, but she had to get him to let her fuck him just one more time.

"Leslie how does it feel to be one of us?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know ...a nobody, a blank slate that doesn't even matter. A loser with nothing but an awesome body to offer to the elite of Maplewood High? Red really fucked you up when she tossed you from paradise huh?" He watched tears form in the corners of her eyes as she popped the first of three clasps on her form fitting dress.

She fidgeted around for a few moments before popping the next clasp on the waist of her dress which started to fall away from her perfect body like a second skin.

"Yeah slut, that's what your rape victim wants to see. Come on and pop that last little clasp and make my cock happy." She was clutching her dress to her chest, her throat was dry and the corners of her eyes stung as she fumbled with the remaining button at her thigh.

"Please, do it for me honey." Humbert sighed in a mocking tone as he continued stroking his meat watching the inept striptease being performed by the most unobtainable girl in town. He could feel the humiliation radiating from her body and it was making him even harder than he was before.

"Y-You're not gonna try to fuck me are you? I mean we just agreed to a blowjob right Humbert?" Her hand covered the last button at her thigh as she looked him in the eye slightly trembling.

"Hey, don't worry slut, we got a deal. You wanna shake on it?" He sat up and offered his hand to her but she looked wearily in his direction as she popped the final button on her dress but held it to her body with her fist closed so tight that her knuckles were starting to become white.

"LESLIE!!"

The expensive garment dropped softly to the floor and the girl stood shy in front of him with one arm draped in a futile attempt over her bosom and the other covering a very skimpy pair of canary yellow bikini panties. He noticed that she had a matching lacey brassiere as well. She was breathing very hard and looking everywhere in the room but at his face.

"Everything has to go. I fucking mean it Les and this is your last chance or you can just get out of my dam house."

She reluctantly hooked her thumbs into her panties bending slightly as she slid them down her smooth thighs until they reached her knees and fell to the floor. Humbert took a deep breath as he got a glimpse of her clean shaven snatch. The tan line of the panties was enhanced by her natural olive colored skin.

"Holy shit." Humbert whispered as he took in the sight of her pronounced camel toe which she quickly covered with her hand.

"Please don't fuck me." She begged when she saw his eyes go wide and his nostrils start flaring. He didn't say anything simply shooting her a threatening look and pointing at her chest. The troubled girl took a deep breath which seemed to stretch her bra almost to the breaking point and brought a hand up snapping the clasp in the front. She held the cups in place with the palms of her hands as he noticed the nail polish on her nails had matched her underwear.

"I'm just sucking your dick and nothing else. I-I don't want to fuck you Humbert, I don't wanna fuck anybody." She was in tears as she dropped the brassiere to the floor with the rest of her clothing.

And in that instant, Humbert became the first man to see Leslie Antoinette Kennedy...completely nude.

He sat there nearly in shock as he took it all in and the nerd nearly shot a load of cum all over his hardwood floor.

The girl was a vision.

Leslie was looking down at her discarded clothing on the floor hanging her head in a way that made it cover her pretty face partially. The sunlight filtering into the bedroom and the glare from the muted television screen enhanced her natural tan and hourglass figure. In his estimate, she had a perfect hourglass figure with her full 36 DDD breasts that partially hid her narrow torso, the perfect taunt, bikini belly and tapered waist that led symmetrically to her wide flaring hips and long shapely legs.

The only thing left on her body was the wedge style blue tinted sandals she wore on her perfect feet. He even noticed a toe ring adorning her feet.

"Turn around bitch." His labored breathing permeated the room as she silently turned to face the wall giving him a look at her exaggerated heart shaped bubble butt. The continuation of her tan lines made it look as if she were wearing a built-in thong and Humbert felt himself losing control.

"Humbert?" Her voice faltered giving away her fear as he got up and started palming her ass. It was the same as her tits, soft to the touch, yet muscular and unyielding.

"Yeah?" He was enjoying himself as she trembling and shrank away from his touch wrapping her arms around her chest not attempting to hide her body anymore.

"What happens now?" She was definitely shaking with fear not used to being vulnerable, yet still clinging to hope that he would agree to her terms if she gave a little bit of herself this afternoon.

"Now, you're gonna suck my cock bitch." They shared a moment before Leslie slowly and carefully sank to her knees. She found the stench coming from his manhood almost unbearable and it seemed to be on the verge of bursting. She took the shaft in her right palm and began slowly twisting her hand around it as he encouraged her with his moans. The sticky texture on the surface of his penis made a wet sound that she found personally disgusting and she tried to look away but he used his hand to direct her attention.

"That feels so fucking good baby." He had begun humping her hand increasing the volume of that sticky wet sound that she hated so much. She began to move her hand faster trying to force him to cum quick and end her ordeal but he roughly pried her fingers away from his body.

"Lick it." He held his own cock inches away from her face as she inherently declined shaking her head and refusing to look up at him. He quickly slapped his cock up against her cheek making her cry out in anger.

"Fucking asshole!" He laughed as he dug his fingers into her brown locks and slapped his dick against her face multiple times leaving some residue of precum and sweat on her flawless features.

"Lick my cock or I'm gonna shove it in your got-damn eye bitch. You're gonna be a fucking pirate with an eye patch slut." He tightened his grip on her scalp and she cautiously stuck the very tip of her tongue out. Humbert took full advantage of the situation and ran the head of his cock over it causing the teen to cough profusely.

"There now that wasn't so bad, now was it?" He continued rubbing his cock all over her face as she squeezed her eyes tightly shut.

"STOP DOING THAT!!" She tried to pry his fingers out of her hair but he responded by pinching her nose until she opened her mouth and shoved his cock inside. She instantly spit his cock out digging her nails into his thighs until he let go of her head. She continued coughing and making faces while he laughed and wagged his cock in front of her.

"Come on bitch, don't you want my help or do you like being one of the little people?" She responded by putting her mouth quickly back on his cock and immediately began gagging. The salty sweaty taste of his cock filled her mouth and the smell assailed her nostrils as she promised herself that when she fucked him up the ass again, there would be hell to pay. If he thought she was rough with his ass before, he hadn't seen anything yet. She was gonna fuck him like she meant it. She just had to keep playing vulnerable for a little while longer.

"You are so incredibly BAD at this slut." She was holding her mouth open as he slid his member steadily across her tongue. 

"You better thank the man upstairs for your looks because you have ZERO talent when it comes to pleasing anybody...you're FUCKIN HORRIBLE LESLIE!!" He was goading the statuesque cheerleader trying to get a rise out of her and it succeeded. She suddenly closed her plump lips around his shaft and began vacuum sucking half of his cock.

"OOOOH, so you do know a little something huh bitch? Still, Red is sooo much BETTER than YOU at this Les!" He continued taunting her as she grabbed the portion of his member that was left unattended by her small mouth running it through her fist. He tried to pull her hair but she kept slapping his hand away as she pumped her face back and forth on his cock.

"W-Why won't you cum?" She managed to get out between breaths as she alternated licking the underside of his shaft. Little did he know that she was giving him her very first blowjob. The lanky nerd was not going to tell her that she had outclassed her BFF by miles in his opinion.

"Hold on for a minute, I'm going to try something." He grabbed both of her ears and roughly humped her face for a few seconds before letting her go to couch up a web of phlegm and precum.

"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?!!" She yelled as he shrugged his shoulders. Leslie quickly stood up hocking a web of saliva onto the floor. She was alarmed when he grabbed her wrist and yanked her onto the bed. She scooted back from him towards the headboard afraid of what would come next.

"Don't worry Leslie, I'm not gonna try to fuck you and I already gave you my word so trust me. I just thought we could change positions is all." He did his best to look earnest not caring if he convinced her. He motioned for her to lie on her back and she tentatively followed his direction. He nearly pounced on her when he saw her lying flat on his bed, her large tits barely flowing into her armpits. He looked directly at her camel toe noticing that it seemed to be glistening. He wanted to get a finger in there at least and chuckled when she put a hand over her modesty.

"Turn your head like this." He guided his cock into her mouth and began softly humping as she continued sucking hard on his length. She began to hit her stride sucking as hard as she could on his outward strokes. He began to feed more of himself to her until he was hitting the back of her throat on every other stroke.

She didn't even complain or move when one of his hands cupped a breast and began softly kneading it and rolling the nipple. Humbert wanted so badly to take one of those fat raspberries into his mouth and lick and suck for all he was worth. He noticed that her middle fingers were slightly moving over her crotch as she rubbed her thighs together.

He began to snake his hand across her taunt abs, rubbing her slit-like belly button towards her crotch. He just had to get a hand in her honeypot somehow.

"DON'T FUCKING DO THAT HUMBERT!!" She'd dug her nails into the back of his hand when he'd come too close to her special place.

"OOOUCH!! FUCK LESLIE, I WAS JUST TRYING TO MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD!!" She'd scooted away from him flustered and in panic mode.

"Look asshole, this is just part of a deal we made so don't go thinking you're going to be my prom date or nothing douche!!" Her brown mane was matted to her head with sweat and her features were flush red, but Leslie was still one Class A cunt.

"You are absolutely right bitch so let's wrap this shit up. I got things to do besides teaching you how to give a decent blowjob!" She blinked excessively in anger as he pointed to the floor beside his bed. The statuesque beauty reluctantly climbed onto the floor giving him a decent view of her renowned derriere. Humbert quickly fed his cock back into her mouth refusing to let her touch it before pulling it free of her velvety dental confines quickly. Leslie was amazed at the amount of drool dripping from his cock and secretly yearned to touch it and suck even harder.

"Push your tits together slut." She didn't even protest cupping the outside of her breasts and pushing them tightly together. He beat his cock on the top of her chest splashing some of the saliva and precum on her face but Leslie didn't seem to mind at all.

"I've been wanting to fuck these jugs for a long time, but you know that don't you whore?" She watched as he pointed the tip of his member at her tight cleavage and began pushing into the fleshy canal created by her efforts. The copious saliva was a perfect lubricant as he fucked into her sternum with wild abandon. She marveled at the motion ripples across her massive chest as he fucked her tits and wished she had a free hand to diddle herself. 

Moments later he positioned himself length wise along her chest and pumped until he felt a familiar fire building up in his groin.

"Open your mouth." He grunted as he felt a massive load racing up his shaft.

"No Humbert, you're not "GOING" in my mouth that's nasty."

"Open you fucking mouth LEZ-LIEEEEE!!" He was getting so close and she was not helping actually going so far as to roughly bounce her tits against his abdomen in an attempt to make him cum faster.

"YOU BETTER OPEN YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BITCH!!" He grabbed a handful of her brown highlighted locks yanking for all he was worth and making her cry out. Her mouth suddenly open and he wasted no time shoving all of himself into her throat as he began blasting wad after wad of his semen directly into her stomach.

She ground down on his shaft with her teeth and this only made him shoot more cum as she beat on his thighs and dug her nails into his flesh. He finally let go of her head when she tried to make a fist around his balls. He fell back on his bed as he listened to her losing her lunch all over his floor followed by her loud sobbing.

There were teeth prints on his cock and a small bit of blood, but Humbert was unconcerned as he peered over the edge of the bed to see Leslie's wide ass while she was crawling around retrieving her clothing. Her sobbing filled the room intercut with the sounds of her retching as Humbert grinned. He noticed her panties and kicked them under his bed for later use.

"Why'd you DO THAT?!! You're so fucking NASTY!!" She was nearly inconsolable as he was reminded of the night of his first rape when she'd been the exact same way just because he touched her bare butt.

"Oh you'll get over it bitch." He was already starting to get hard again as she snapped her bra around her abdomen rotating it and pulling it up over her chest with some considerable effort. As far as she was concerned the worst was over and now she'd get what she wanted and reclaim her position as one of the elite of Maplewood High.

"Yeah, well I fulfilled my part of the bargain and now you have to hear me out."

"Alright, what the fuck do you want Leslie?" She stopped trying to dress and looked at him with a confused expression as if some realization had just come over her mind.




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"Uh, well I uh...I just need a favor really and it's REALLY not that BIG of a DEAL HUMBERT. Red's being fuckin silly about all of this and we just need to get past things is all. If you could just like, uh HELP ME get her off my back I'd really appreciate it." Humbert took note of the stupid expression on her face.

"Are you trying to fuck me in the ass again?" There was a sustained silence in the room as she fumbled for a less offensive way to answer the question.

"Yep, uh yes, BUT IT'S NOT LIKE BEFORE HUMBERT!! I don't wanna DO IT this time HONEST!!" She'd jumped up forgetting that she was bottomless and grabbed his shoulders.

"IT'D ONLY BE LIKE FIVE MINUTES TOPS...I SWEAR HUMBERT, just do me this one favor PLEASE?!!" He didn't know what came over him but he just started laughing.

"Will you do it, will you help me?"

He stopped laughing and looked her dead in the eye for effect.

"Fuck no."

"But you said that if I sucked you dick..." Her face was starting to break as he scratched his head and absentmindedly rubbed his cock.

"...that I would hear you out. Nothing more, nothing less bitch." She cupped her hand to her mouth in horror.

"But you've got to help me." She whispered as he shook his head silently disagreeing with her. She began sobbing loudly and he took it in remembering when she'd enjoyed his despair no so long ago. She realized that he was enjoying her pain and stifled her crying looking pulling her dress loosely around her body as she scanned the floor for her panties. She noticed a bulky object sticking out from under the bed and Humbert was distracted putting his PlayStation back on his dresser.

She pulled out what appeared to be a pistol, but what was in fact a simple pellet gun.

"You shot me."

"What bitch?" He turned seeing the pellet gun in her hand and couldn't help but laugh in her face. She stared at the weapon and him weighing it in her hand as a new feeling welled up in her chest.

"Mother-Fucker..." She pointed the weapon at him and began littering him with the simple pellets as he grabbed some bedding attempting to block the non-lethal shots.

"YOU FUCKING SHOT ME ASSHOLE!! YOU SHOT ME IN THE FUCKING ASS!!" Rage took over as she pounced on him still bottomless and attempted to pistol whip him with the toy actually breaking the handle on the weapon and spilling pellets all over his floor.

"HEY, HEY, HEY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON UP HERE?!!" Humbert's father suddenly burst into the room un-expectantly getting an eyeful of Leslie's wide butt and perfect peach of a snatch while she was sprawled out on top of his son. He was stunned for a moment before grabbing the girl around the waist and pulling her off of his kid. He ground his own hard cock against her ass under the pretense of separating the fighting teens and received an elbow to the gut as she pointed at a bloodied Humbert.

"Humbert-FUCKING-JENKINS, listen up motherfucker and listen GOOD!! I'm going to DESTROY YOUR ASS BOY!! You HEAR ME faggot?!! I'M GOING TO FUCKING DES-TROY YOU!!" She was breathing heavily and quite a sight with the mascara running down her face.

"Hey you kids need to work things out, a little fighting is normal between couples you know?" Harry couldn't believe what a stud his son had turned out to be.

"Out of my way nimrod!" Leslie elbowed him as she ran down the stairs and out of the house leaving her panties behind. Moments later, her car could be heard speeding off into the dusk of the afternoon.

"You okay son? You wanna talk about it or something?" He was hoping to get some dirty details from his son.

"Nope, I'm cool dad...Everything's cool and I don't think you'll be seeing her around here anymore." Harry felt a pang of regret when he heard that sad news. 

He'd secretly jacked off seven times to Leslie since she'd darkened his doorstep nearly a week ago. Humbert could see his father's star falling and leaned over retrieving the panties which he tossed to his parent.

"Damn son, you sure you ain't gonna miss Leslie?" He noticed the crotch of the canary yellow panties was damp and resisted the urge to sniff them in front of his son.

"You know dad, the other day I met this blonde with tits as BIG as your HEAD." Harry's eyes widened as he swelled with pride that his only son Humbert Jenkins was ...a STUD.

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood and one of the Cheerleaders will Fall as Karma continues to catch up with her.

*****



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 07



Note: All characters in this story were of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age. Please enjoy and comment...Thank you for reading this series.

*****

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience.

There it was in his locker.

The decapitated head of Aquaman or for more clarity his plastic effigy. He recognized the small toy head from a doll Leslie had taken from his room weeks ago after sexually assaulting him for a second time. That particular attack had been so devastating that the lanky nerd had been literally forced to become a refugee in his own school withdrawing into himself until he could barely stand the sight of his own reflection in the mirror.

But things had begun to change recently and the sun seemed to be on the horizon as Humbert walked through the main entrance to the school for the first time in weeks. He hid himself under multiple layers of clothing and large hoodies. He'd worn baggy pants to obscure the fact that he now walked with a slight limp because of Leslie's brutal rape which had left him with a prolapsed rectum. Today he wore an oversized bright colored green t-shirt but kept the baggy jeans. He'd noticed that some of the female populace staring at him in a curious manner.

A couple of people he didn't know had casually greeted him as he made his way to his locker. He was feeling on top of the world and less than twenty four hours prior he'd had his cock stuffed down Leslie's throat as he practically emptied his balls into her stomach. The once popular and untouchable cheerleader had come to him in complete desperation begging for his help and he'd turned the opportunity to his favor finally fulfilling a long held dream of seeing the voluptuous brunette completely nude and nearly stuffing her full of his cock.

Too bad she'd found that damn pellet gun and realized the prank he'd played on her earlier that day. Humbert had planned on finagling and coercing her into full blown intercourse but he'd taken what he could get and openly laughed in her face as the stupid teen had tried in vain to get him to allow her access to his destroyed ass yet again. He'd thought her truly insane as she idiotically tried to work out a deal to rape him a third time.

Now, this morning he found himself looking at the decapitated head of Aquaman.

Perhaps she should have been scared, but the lanky nerd was riding high sure that whatever she would try to get back at him couldn't be all that bad.

She needed him for some reason and he didn't think she would do anything to really harm him. He grabbed a few books and shuffled off to his first class of the day...Gym.

Humbert had made sure that Brad Tucker was nowhere in sight remembering the brief attack he'd endured a few days prior before he'd resorted to mind games correctly guessing that the star jock had also recently endured an assault from the Queens of Maplewood high. He was nowhere to be seen and things looked normal as some of his peers' horse played and bragged about all the pussy they probably weren't getting. Humbert seemed to be an invisible man once more and he was more than happy with that as he played a quick game of Tetris on his phone.

"THNK FAST DORK!!" Humbert found himself in a full nelson with his arms locked over his head as a muscle packed jock he recognized from the baseball team quickly advanced on him with a devastating right hook that nearly knocked him unconscious. More blows followed while he barely realized that he was being assaulted by two people.

"Hey do it Mark! Do it man!!" He heard one of them yelled between blows.

"Nuh uh!! I ain't fuckin gay homes!!" 

"I just wanna see if it's true man!! You know you want to find out too!!"

"I'm not pulling his fuckin pants down dude!!" 

"PULL HIS FUCKIN PANTS DOWN!!" He felt someone tugging at his pants and immediately intertwined his fingers in his belt loops and started kicking at the massive jock that was assaulting him. The guy, some jerk with a blonde Mohawk grabbed a handful of his shirt and laid him out with another right!!

*DARKNESS*

Humbert found himself starring up at the neon lights in the ceiling of the boy's locker room as he realized that his pants were halfway down his thighs. 

A sinking nauseating feeling crept over him as he reached down finding the butt plug missing from his gaped asshole. His pulse began to race as he looked around finding it discarded a few feet away on the concrete floor. A familiar feeling started creeping in wiping away the sunshine and bringing despair to the nerd.

Humbert crawled over to the plug and noticed his phone propped up against it. A weird feeling crept over him as he picked it up and looked at the screen.

"Fuckin bitch ...BURN IN HELL!!" 

Humbert found himself looking at a picture of his own gaped asshole.

*****

"Jackson."

"Here." A teen raised his hand in the back of the class.

"McAllister."

"Here." A chunky brunette raised her hand to answer her teacher.

"Kennedy." Leslie watched her former best friend in the front row of the class for any reaction to her name. There was none and she felt a twinge of regret but knew that soon she would be back where she belonged.

"Jenkins."

"Here." The teen walked into the class a bloody mess as a few girls gasped. Some of the students leaned to the side as he took his seat fearing that he would drip blood on them. Humbert was walking with his books in front of his hand obscuring his raised middle finger to everyone but Leslie. The moment he took his seat he was hit in the cheek with a penny. Leslie winked at him when he looked over his shoulder.

He shook his head "NO" and smiled bloodily in response to Leslie still knowing that he could deny her what she needed to get back into Red's good graces.

Later in the day while Humbert sat in the cafeteria with friends, his phone rang and when he looked at it, he found that the screen saver for the unlisted number calling him was the very same picture of his gaped asshole sans the butt plug. He excused himself and walked over near the cafeteria window.

"What do you want Leslie?"

"I'm going to need you at nine for that thing we talked about." He was amazed at how casual she was talking to him about what was a potential third rape.

"Say, how'd you get those guys to beat me the fuck up bitch?" His face and body still ached all over from the brutal assault and it hurt to walk.

"That's not what I'm talking about loser; I just want to make sure that you understand what's going to happen tonight." She did her best to sound threatening but she was put off by his non-pulsed demeanor.

"Did you "DO" something to get those two meatheads to "DO YOUR BIDDING?" He forced some laughter after the sentence sensing that this would infuriate her even more.

"I DIDN'T SUCK THEIR DICKS!!" She blurted out giving herself away and rankling at the laughter that exploded from the phone afterwards. Earlier in the morning she'd loitered near the weight room finding her two potential henchmen working out with heavy weights one spotting the other and decided they both looked dumb enough to trick into beating Humbert. The only problem was that the muscle bound duo weren't as dim as she'd thought and the most attractive girl in Maplewood was obliged once again to work out a trade of sorts.

Leslie had been surprised at how small their cocks were as the two jocks proudly discarded their gym shorts. The smell of their sweat and lust nearly caused her to vomit and in spite of herself, Leslie couldn't help but compare them to Humbert. One of them had cum as she'd barely got her hand around what looked to be five inches trickling weakly over her fist which obscured his entire shaft. 

The other guy had endured at least two minutes before shooting his wad on the floor as Leslie gently twisted her fingers around his cock. 

She'd shelved her disgust as her breasts were roughly fondled while casually mentioning the incident where Humbert had spit in her face and adding that the reason was because she'd found out that he was a closeted homosexual who'd kept a butt plug in his ass at all times.

"Can't get enough of that taste huh bitch?" Humbert was laughing for real now as he realized the depth of her growing hatred for him in light of the fact that he was continually getting the best of her over the past week.

"SHUT UP ASSHOLE!! You're gonna PAY for that when I FUCK YOU TONIGHT GEEK!!" Leslie was standing in front of her locker and failed to notice that she had an audience.

"Yeah right cunt, get fucking bent whore." He hung up in her face sending Leslie into a blind rage as she slammed her fist into the locker screaming. 

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL LOOKING AT HUH?" The gathered crowd started laughing, heckling and applauding while she screamed even further. Leslie ran pushing her way through the crowd. She didn't want to be around them further and hit the exit flipping an over vigilant freshman hall monitor the bird.

"Oh how the mighty has fallen." Patty observed in the company of a few friends in the corridor as she watched Leslie bolt from school. The cheerleader had been gossiping in the hall and had observed one side of the exchange between Humbert and Leslie from the buxom cheerleader's side of the phone. The girls had been talking about the rumor that Humbert was a bisexual and had even fucked Brad Tucker in the ass. 

The rumor had originally started with the two jocks who'd assaulted Humbert telling people about how Brad Tucker had helped out the unconscious nerd even though they'd found a butt plug. The two heavies had already followed Leslie's instructions talking the photo of Humbert's exposed ass and texting the pic from to her from the geek's phone. They didn't want to fuck with Brad who was till beloved by most of the town.

Humbert would never know that he'd been saved from further humiliation by his former nemesis. 

*****

Harry was showing a young couple some of the new stock of mattresses and doing his best to close the deal. He'd worked at the mall apartment store selling various odds and ends for nearly twenty seven years but a new salesman had been getting the best of him lately and his bonus was in jeopardy. The stocky Neanderthal of a man was closing in on a sale when he noticed his perky young rival running in his direction.

"What is it Tom?!" He was annoyed that the young hot shot would have the nerve to interrupt him in the middle of a sale. 

"You've got a visitor sir." 

"Can't it wait; I'm in the middle of a sale?" He felt like pushing his fist into the face of the smiling twenty something.

"The old man is a little bit hot Harry; you know how he feels about visitors on the job.

"Well, who the hell is it?!! Is it my wife?"

"Harry, if that's your wife, I'd be happy to entertain her until you're through with the sale." His young rival's answer and subsequent smile peaked his curiosity and he looked over his co-worker's shoulder peering into the small office at the entrance to the store.

His pulse instantly quickened when he saw the voluptuous brunette sitting in his office and he began absentmindedly moving in her direction forgetting the young couple he was trying to sale a mattress. 

Tom was more than happy to take up the slack making the sell in less than five minutes from the couple who were offended by Harry's behavior.

"Leslie, what are you doing here young lady?" Harry's eyes drunk in the abundant curves of her body which were poured into skin tight beige top with a V-neck that barely contained her tan hued breasts and a matching mini-skirt of the same color. 

"I-I just want to apologize for what happened the last time I was over your house. I was out of line sir." He stumbled taking a seat adjacent to the stacked teen noticing how he could see the undersides of her olive colored thighs as she folded her leg over the other.

"Oh, it's alright honey, I forgot about the whole thing."

"But how could you Mr. Jenkins?!! I was completely naked and everything!!" Fake tears rolled down her cheeks and she buried her face in her hands. The middle aged father looked around noticing some of his coworkers and a few customers watching with baited interest and immediately handed the teen a few tissues. 

"Stop crying Leslie, everything's gonna be okay." He tried to comfort her and was going to pat her on the back but he was aware of all the eyes on him and relented. 

"But Humbert won't forgive me Mr. Jenkins! I tried to talk to him and he just blew me off!!" Her fake hysterics were getting even louder as he gave the teen more tissues trying to calm her down.

"Look Leslie, why don't you just come to the house tonight and I'll sit down with you two and hash things out okay?"

"Oh that sounds great Mr. Jenkins, but now that I know about him ...oh he's never gonna talk to me again!!" She continued crying as he prodded her for more information.

"What? What do you know about him?" She paused for effect looking deep into his eyes and leaning forward giving the sweaty cave man a generous view of her burgeoning cleavage.

"I just wanted my first time to be special and he had to go and ruin it all."

"Your FIRST time? My god what happened Leslie?" Her tone was worrying him and he had to know more as he leaned forward to hear what she had to say. 

*****

The rest of Humbert's day had gone surprisingly well considering the beating that he'd taken from Leslie's thugs and his humiliation when he'd woken up from said beating to find the butt plug yanked out of his prolapsed anus. There were no further incidents after his exchange with Leslie over the phone and other than some stupid rumors working their way around the school he seemed to be in the clear.

Once he was on the bus headed home for a quick study session before work Humbert began to feel a little more comfortable in his own skin. He had trouble sleeping the night before due to his dreams centering on fucking Leslie's face. He'd tried to push the thoughts out of his head but it had been all he dreamed about and more. He'd never thought that in a million years he would have ended up with his cock in Leslie's mouth, let alone get her to suck him off. His dreams had been haunted by the awesome sight of her nude body and it was enough to wake him in the middle of the night to finish himself.

But it had all been a ploy to get him to let her rape him again...and in front of an audience as well. Even though she'd only mentioned Red, he knew there had to be some catch to the sick deal she was trying to close. He kept beating himself up about his failure to fuck the snot out of Maplewood high's resident Ice Queen. Well judging from her actions, Leslie was still desperate for his help and perhaps there would be other opportunities.

By the time he'd got off the bus he was sporting a raging hard-on and he intended on taking care of it before jaunting off to work.

"GET YOUR ASS IN HERE BOY!!" He'd barely got his key into the lock when the door was snatched open causing him to fall onto the carpeted floor.

"DAAAD?!!" Humbert found himself looking up at his father who was brandishing a razor strap. The stout middle aged man took a few swipes at his son who scurried about on the floor.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS SHIT!! MY SON IS A GOT-DAMN PERVERT!!" Humbert knocked a few chairs over as he ran into the kitchen nearly upending the table. His father wasn't so inclined shoving the table aside and grabbing his son by the nape of the neck.

"DAD, WHAT THE FUCK MAAAN?!!" His father shoved him forward causing him to fall back into the living room nearly hitting his head on the coffee table and that's when he saw it.

The dildo.

The blood stained dildo that had been shoved up his ass time and time again by one of the most beautiful women in town. He knew he should have thrown it away but for some reason he kept it.

"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WITH A FUCKIN DILDO IN YOUR ROOM BOY?!!" His father was livid and nearly foaming at the mouth with rage.

"Look Dad, it's not what you think and I know what this looks like but I can EXPLAIN!!" His father had taken another vicious swipe at him with the strap following this up by grabbing his son's shirt.

"I'm going to ask you a question and you'd better tell me the damn truth son...Did you SHOVE that DILDO UP LESLIE'S ASS?!!"

"WHAT?!!"

"DID YOU FUCK THAT POOR INNOCENT LITTLE CREATURE UP-THE-ASS WITH THIS FUCKING DILDO?!!"

*****

Humbert's coworkers were shocked when he came in looking disheveled and pissed off. He'd only been there for a few moments when his phone predictably rang displaying the now familiar picture of his gaped asshole.

"What the fuck do you want?" He already knew who it was and bristling with anger after taking a beating from his misinformed father.

"You forced me to play hardball, Hum-Bert and that was just my opening act baby."

"Is that right bitch?" Her mispronunciation of his name was sending him down a very familiar path.

"Oh yeah fag, if you think that ass whipping you got from daddy was bad you ain't seen nothing yet." She sounded glib causing him to slam his fist down on the counter disturbing a few of the patrons in the library.

"I hate you." He whispered into the phone hearing the cheerleader giggle.

"Yeah, I know Hum-Bert baby... GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!-NOW MOTHERFUCKER!!" The shift in her tome was so sudden that it jarred him momentarily.

"No."

"Oh now really dork? Tell me Hubert, what do you think your parents are gonna think of the photo you sent me huh?"

"What the fuck are you talking about bitch?"

"Look at your screen saver or did you erase the picture all ready?" He realized that she was talking about the photo that had been taken forcibly earlier that morning.

"You wouldn't." A realization had suddenly come over him and he knew that she had closed the walls in around him.

"I'd do anything to get what I want asshole. Haven't you realized that yet fool? I won't have any qualms about telling your parents anything I feel like making up Humbert. Your father is-such an understanding little ape." She seemed to love the sound of her own voice relishing her victory over the indignant nerd.

"You're evil Leslie and even if you get back with Red, nobody is ever going to really want you around." He honestly didn't have anything left to say.

"Whatever loser, are you walking out of the library to my car right now like a good little boy? If you're not that would be a big mistake on your part of course and dear old daddy nerd gets a nice picture of his son's corn hole." She was giddy with power and a little wet downstairs.

"Coming Leslie." Humbert was crest fallen and looked back at his coworkers before leaving the branch.

"Hey, is everything okay?" His Goth coworker called after him.

"Gotta go home, kind of an emergency. Lock up will ya?" He didn't wait for her answer nodding at Ralph, the security guard that had been employed at the library for his protection by his boss.

Exiting the safety of the library he found her waiting in her beat up Chevy Nova across the street out of security camera range. There were no words as he got into Leslie's car. She actually reached across his body and fastened his seatbelt.

The vehicle sped off into the night.

*****

It was already well after dark as the Chevy Nova sped along the highway blasting loud tunes along with the driver's constant joyous honking of their horn.

Leslie was living it up and Humbert was not.

"You like this song? I think its fucking cool and shit!! It's called La La La by naughty boy and it just fuckin rocks Humbert." She was making small talk and grinning like a Cheshire cat.




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"Where are you taking me psycho?" He deadpanned looking through the windshield at the horizon line.

"Come on baby, you don't have to be so bitchy now. Everything's gonna be okay once we take care of business." She had pulled out her phone and was dialing up her former BFF. He considered jumping from the car and rolling down the asphalt into oncoming traffic but that wouldn't stop her from texting that picture to his parents.

"HEY BITCH PICK UP YOUR FUCKIN PHONE, I GOT 'EM AND I'M READY TO FUCK!!" Leslie laughed into her I-Phone. Despite himself, Humbert couldn't help but take in the sight of the delectable cheerleader sitting beside him and he hated himself for it.

"You're not fucking me."

She ignored him dialing the phone again to leave exactly the same message with her former partner in crime who for some reason wasn't picking up her phone.

"You ain't gonna fuck me Leslie." He repeated again for emphasis.

"Wha-WHAT?!!"

"You HEARD me BITCH!! Ain't NO GOT-DAMN WAY YOU'RE STICKING A FUCKIN DILDO UP MY ASS EVER AGAIN!!" The rage was welling up in him and he started trembling with mounting rage.

"DON'T YOU FUCK WITH ME ASSWIPE!! I'M AT THE FUCKIN FINISH LINE AND YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE MY COCK AND LIKE IT NERD!!" His resurgent defiance had flown in her face and she didn't like it one bit.

"FUCK YOU!!" He was so angry that he was nearly having a seizure from the emotion radiating within his lanky frame.

"HOW DARE YOU!!" She slapped his face so hard that her nails scrapped his face drawing blood.

He cupped his hand to his face and drew it back looking at the blood running from his fingertips. Leslie delivered another hard slap to his face knocking his head into the passenger side window.

"DON'T FORGET WHO'S IN CHARGE HUM-BERT!! ...fuckin pussy, who do you think you are FUCK FACE?!! OH YOU'RE GOING TO GET FUCKED GOOD TONIGHT BIATCH!! I'M GONNA MAKE YOU RIDE MY PLASTIC COCK COWGIRL!!" He began hyperventilating and gasping. Leslie had her phone out again and was attempting to dial up Red.

"GO TO HELL!!" Humbert quickly snatched the phone from his captor as she screamed like a banshee grabbing at his shirt and ripping it. The car wildly swerved lanes nearly running into a truck before Leslie was able to maneuver out of the way. Humbert tried to roll the window down but the handle broke off and he began pounding the phone against the glass.

Leslie jammed her feet on the brake sending his head into the windshield and making him drop the phone as her car swerved to a stop roadside.

There was nothing surrounding the car for miles on only open field full of tall grass and brush.

"Are-Are you crazy? You could have killed us Humbert...Humbert?" He was slumped face down against the dashboard.

"Humbert? Oh, shit are you okay baby?" He wasn't moving and she was worried that she had killed him. She reached over and gently pulled him back against his seat. There was blood on his temple and running freely from his nose which looked broken.

"Oh please don't be dead Humbert. I'm so fuckin sorry." She'd started to cry when he suddenly coughed.

"Thank heavens you're not dead." She cupped his cheek getting some of his blood on her as he opened a swollen eye looking at her silently.

He quickly slammed her head into the steering wheel disorienting the curvy teen. He popped the clasp on his seat belt snatching the phone up from the floor and pushing the door open.

"HUMBERT!!" She attempted to grab him as he fell head first from the car onto the pavement. Leslie got stuck as she attempted to get out of her seatbelt. He staggered to his feet clutching the phone in both hands and stumbled off towards the roadside field.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!" She scrambled across the passenger side seat onto the road as he started off into the field. He was making his way towards a patch of large brush tumbling over repeatedly as he worked towards his goal. She'd managed to get to her feet and began running to intercept him. He barely had time to look over his shoulder and threw the phone high in the air over the brush.

"NNOOOOOOOO!!" Leslie watched her phone fly through the air and into the dense foliage. She shoved him to the ground chasing her phone and he'd struggled mightily to get back on his feet but failed. He watched the frantic cheerleader disappear into the brush.

She emerged moments later...defeated.

"That's it, I'm finished. I'm gonna lose everything and it's all your fault Humbert. Are you happy?" She looked like a feral child with her long brown locks erratically over her head with bits of foliage sticking out of her hair. He was breathing heavily and trying to get his wits about him.

"You have no idea what's gonna happen to me tomorrow and you probably don't care." Her only leverage was now lost and she didn't know what to do. She didn't have anything left to force him with.

"Y-You are without a doubt ...The UGLIEST BITCH I HAVE EVER SEEN LESLIE!!" He began coughing up a bit of blood as he attempted to get to his feet. She just stood there in the field looking at him rise to a standing position saying nothing . The mascara was running down her face and her mouth was agape.

Humbert was suddenly caught off guard as she tackled him raining blows down on him as hard as she could and screaming. He slammed into the ground as she jumped on his torso racking her nails across his face. He tried to grab her wrists and Leslie countered by shoving her knee into his groin repeatedly.

"I'LL KILL YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!" She'd managed to get her hands around his throat and was attempting to throttle the life out of the nerd. He was already weak from the earlier beatings he'd endured and the blow he taken to the head in the car. He dug his nails into her wrists making her cry out and retaliate by leaning over his body and sinking her teeth into his ear drawing more blood. The stacked cheerleader screamed in pain as he grabbed a lock of her hair yanking for all he was worth and causing her to fall away from his body.

Before she could react further he used the leverage to roll over on top of her as she rained punches into his face and chest.

"GET OFF ME!!" She'd wrapped one of her shapely legs around him and began kicking at the base of his spine but he let the dead weight of his body pin her to the grass. 

She gasped as his fingers closed around her throat tighter than she could have ever imagined. Leslie quickly found herself being strangled and struggling to breath. She clutched at his shoulders ripping a sleeve from his t-shirt and gasping for air.

"Hey, wait-a-minute...what the fuck am I doing?" He'd stopped himself miraculously as images of his crying mother ran through his mind. He wouldn't become a murderer, a killer and lose his freedom over this cunt. Humbert looked down at his tormentor feeling a flush of regret for what he'd almost done.

Leslie was still gasping for air and he took a good look at her.

Her pretty face had remained unblemished and was partially covered with dirt and her matching beige outfit was partially torn in places. One of her breasts was exposed and covered with dirt. 

The nipple was erect.

He was breathing heavily trying to regain his senses and absentmindedly touched the nub with a finger.

A wad of spittle hit him square in the face.

"I hate you Humbert. You've taken it all away. Taken it all away." She began to sob covering her face with her hands and he watched for a few moments before gently pulling her palms away to reveal her beautiful face.

The slap he delivered to her face resounded loudly across the expanse of the open field.

His hand had begun to squeeze her exposed breast as hard as she could and roll the hard nipple. He quickly yanked at the V-neck of her top freeing the other large tit still covered by the nylon brassiere she been wearing.

"W-What are you doing? No- No Humbert ...STOP IT!!" She began to struggle as her pulled her other breast free ripping the flimsy bra and freeing her tits to rest side by side fully revealed. She tried to hit him but nothing seemed able to deter him as he lowered his head to her chest pressing both nipples into his mouth and sucking as hard as he could.

"Don't do that!! PLEASE STOP DOING THAT!!" Her free leg resumed pounding at the small of his back. He didn't react to the painful blows from her muscular legs as he nipped the thick raspberries that topped the huge tanned breasts in front of him. She began to panic as she realized the full length of his cock was grinding against her slit. 

"You can't do this to me...DO YOU KNOW WHO THE FUCK I AM?!!" His turgid length was perfectly sandwiched between the fat lips of her sex and she was fast becoming wet as she found herself looking deep into his eyes. There was a crazed look on his face as he pumped his clothed meat into her snatch as hard as he could.

She was silent as he ground into her steamy box sending familiar waves of pleasure through her body. He continued painfully mauling her large breasts and sucking on her nipples.

"Humbert, Hu- Humbert you've got to stop." She half pleaded as her panties became drenched with her lust. She could feel the head of his cock pressing up against her opening. Leslie began breathing heavily and in time with the thrusts against her crotch. He brought his lips up and attempted to kiss hers. She rewarded him by sinking her teeth into his bottom lip.

"LET ME GO!!" She tried to push her torso up against his hoping to dislodge the lanky nerd but he was just heavy enough to keep her pinned down. He continued thrusting, picking up the pace and she hoped he would cum quickly. Humbert's fingers found the damp crotch of her bikini panties and his thumb pressed down on her clit.

"OOOOHHHHHH FUUUCK!!" The orgasm caught her by surprise as she involuntarily humped back against him trying her best to prolong the experience. It was like a jolt of electricity flowing through her body and she'd barely recovered when she felt her underwear being removed.

"NNOOOO!!" She shoved him so quickly that he was knocked over allowing the cheerleader to jump to her feet and started running towards her car. He fumbled around on the ground finding a large rock which he flung at the fleeing teen hitting her dead center in the back.

Leslie went down like a ton of bricks tumbling onto the grass on her stomach. The wind had been knocked out of her and she quickly realized that her panties were being ripped away from her body. She kicked back at him when she felt his tight grip on her small waist and knocked him back. He'd managed to keep a tight grip on one of her calves and quickly pinned his enemy face down under him.

"This is so wrong... YOU CAN'T DO THIS SHIT!!" He'd yanked the beige miniskirt off of her body making her completely bottomless as he looked down at her wide butt with its prominent tan lines and deep crack. She panicked wondering if he was going to fuck her in the ass to finally get his revenge and tears ran down her face.

The sound of his zipper lowering caused tears to run down her face even as her cunt pulsed soaking wet and ready.

He began to run his cock up and down the crack of her ass essentially repeating the grinding motion from earlier. She tensed up every time his steel hard rod ran over her tight brown-eye causing her luscious cheeks to cradle and caress his meat. Sweat had long sense formed on her brow was running down her face as he fucked her cheeks.

"You're so fucking wet bitch." She was surprised to hear him speak and alarmed at the menacing sound of his voice.

"Humbert please, don't fuck me." She begged her voice trembling as the head of his penis found her lower puffed up lips. Her juices ran over his member and she could feel it rubbing the insides of her thighs.

"Oh but I want to fuck you Leslie. I wanna fuck you so fucking bad I can taste it." His cock was gently spearing her opening and he felt like he could cum any second now, but knew that he wouldn't.

"I-I'll suck your dick if you don't fuck me, and you can even CUM in my MOUTH!" The head had slightly penetrated her tight lips and the heat from her opening was incredible.

"I can cum in your mouth?"

"Y-Yeah, you can just cum all down my fuckin throat and shit." Leslie was willing to do anything to preserve her virginity even though her body was screaming for action.

He seemed to acquiesce easing up on her thighs and grabbing her wrist, but quickly rolled her on her back locking his knees into the back of hers. Leslie found her legs splayed wide apart and in the air. 

"You can suck me after." He hissed watching the panic in her face. He'd long since morally checked out after all he'd endured over the course of the last nine hours.

"Please...Hu-AAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!" 

There was an audible "pop" as her hymen was pierced. At least in his mind anyway.

The nerd had shoved his cock deep inside her birth canal blowing past her hymen and only stopping when it smashed into her cervix. Her blood curdling scream could nearly be heard for miles around followed by her sobbing as he pounded into her body as hard as he could relishing the feel of her extremely tight cunt. 

The pain was unbearable as she cried loudly while he fucked her as hard as he could palming her wide butt for extra leverage. Tears, mascara and snot were running down her face and Humbert could have cared less. He stole a kiss from her luscious lips as he tried to push her through the ground to Australia. 

"OOHHH YEAH BITCH!! I'M TAKING YOUR STUCK-UP PUSSY YOU SNOOTY BITCH!!" His pelvis continued slamming wildly into hers and her breasts were flopping around on her chest.

"You wanted this Leslie, cause you just wouldn't stop fucking me in the ass!! You're everywhere at school, my job, my face and even in my dreams BITCH!! You WONT STOP FOLLOWING ME AROUND!! So, now I'm taking your tight popular girl pussy YOU FUCKIN RAPIST BITCH!!" He was half laughing and crying as he intermittently licked the filth from her face not caring any more what happened and what would happen once this moment was all over.

"I-I'm sorry." She cried even as he continued his frenzied ramming into her body.

"Too late for that now bitch, know why?"

"W-Why Humbert?" She could feel herself tightening up around his swelling member. A massive orgasm was on the horizon and there was nothing she could do to stop it ad she wasn't sure she wanted to humping back up against the oblivious nerd.

"Because I'm gonna CUM in your PUSSY!!"

"NO, PLEASE DON'T GET ME PREGNANT!! She panicked and began squirming against him but her pushed her legs further into her chest.

"Think about it LES, you're gonna get FUCKIN KNOCKED UP with my GEEK BABY and NONE of YOUR BITCH FRIENDS IS GONNA TAKE YOU BACK!! YOU'RE GONNA 

BE STUCK WITH MY BABY DORK SUCKING ON YOUR SAGGING TITS!!" He was laughing crazily and huffing as he prepared to fill her full of cum.

"HUU-HUMBERT AAAIEEEEEEEE-FUUUCK!!" His pelvis pounded into her body and remained there as he started pumping his seed deep into her cervix. Humbert gave her three additional pumps designed to cause as much pain as possible and sat back looking at his handy work.

The beauty queen didn't move lying prone with her legs spread far apart, her face a mask of horror. Humbert looked down handling his blood soaked cock stroking it while she watched. The pain between her legs was unbearable and she didn't even know if she could stand up. 

"So tell me bitch, how does it feel to be a full-fledged woman?" She sobbed as he stuck a finger in her swollen cunt and held it up for her to see her blood intermingled with his sperm. This only made her cry louder as she put her fists in front of her face.

"IT HURTS!! IT HURTS SOOOOO BAD!!" She answered with the sound of her voice distorted by her sobbing. Her voluptuous body was covered in grass and dirt.

"Oh that's nothing compared to what you did to my asshole. Here let me show you skank." She'd thought he was finished and spent but he'd found renewal in his depraved state and flipped her onto her stomach positioning himself behind her round, dirt encrusted butt.

"Wait-a-minute Humbert, you came already! Y-You came ALREADY!! NO, YOU FUCKIN CAME!!" She pleaded even as he's entered her from behind not realizing that everything she'd ever done to torment him was fueling his mad lust and rage. His cock was even harder as he slammed himself her creating motion ripples across her big butt.

"FUUUCK, I-I'm F-Fuh, FEEEEELING!!" Waves of pain and pleasure were rippling through her pelvis making her cum against her will. She was breathing heavily and pushing back against the angry thrusts into her backside instinctively. Humbert was a man possessed as he quickly pressed her down onto the dirt. 

The buxom teen suddenly felt the now familiar head of his cock making circular motions on her crinkly star and instantly knew what was going to happen. Leslie realized that she was too weak to fight him off and resolved not to cry out when he inevitably pierced her anal ring.

"I-I know what you want Humbert and you're-YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GET IT!! I-I won't SCREAM!! I WON'T!!" She cried out as he began pushing into her bowels.

For the second time that night an audible "pop" was heard as Leslie finally realized what it was to get fucked in the ass...RAW.

"AAAIIIIEEEEEEE!!" Went a familiar teen's scream into the night.

*****

"Would you like some more of my homemade potato salad Melissa?"

"No ma'am, I stuffed to the gills thank you." Betty wrapped the glass container in plastic wrap and placed it inside the fridge. She'd had Red over for dinner with her daughter April and they had enjoyed a nice evening together. There seemed to be something between the girls that was left unsaid and she couldn't yet put her finger on it.

"Nonsense, you could stand a few more pounds on your bones."

"Mom, you're embarrassing me!" April called out in a child-like tone as Red laughed.

"Let you tell it, there's nothing I do that doesn't embarrass you." Everyone around the dining table laughed in unison as Red noticed her phone had several messages all from Leslie.

"I've got to get to work girls, have fun and don't do anything I wouldn't do." Betty waved and left the house. The girls looked at each other and laughed before sharing a passionate kiss. April pushed back from her seat and stood shedding the orange t-shirt that had been given to her by her lover.

"What is it?" April was befuddled as she noticed her girlfriend's reaction listening to her phone messages.

"Leslie says that she's ready to fuck."

"What?" April felt a pang of fear run through her body and worried that all of her machinations were about to go up in smoke. She'd done everything in her power to muck up the works between the two BFF'S.

"She says she's got Humbert."

"You don't believe that shit do you?" Her heart was pounding in her chest as she watched the attractive redhead return the call. 

Red noticed April's anxiety and smiled at the topless blonde plumper.

"You worried about something?" Red closed her phone and placed it on the table top. 

"Not at all." In moments she was on her knees lapping away at her lover's snatch.

*****

"FUUUCK!!" Humbert came for the third time deep into her rectum. He continued pumping into the thick brunette. Leslie's breath was ragged and she could barely hold her head up as he continued fucking her for all he was worth. She weakly bumped her abused rear back on his semi-erect cock. He pushed her roughly off of him and the teen was more than happy to lie in the dirt.

He continued stroking his member roughly as she lay prone on her belly silently watching. He noticed her looking and grabbed her by the hair pulling her face up to his cock.

"Clean me up slut." She immediately took him into her mouth licking and caressing his member with her tongue sucking as hard as she could on his outward strokes. She didn't care about the taste of her own ass anymore and did whatever she could to appease the delirious nerd.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 07



"Take that fucking top off, I'm tired of looking at that shit." She dropped his cock from her mouth and quickly removed her tattered beige top. Now she was completely nude in that roadside field and watched as he shed the rest of his clothing as well. It seemed like the outside world had ceased to exist.

"Ride it bitch." Leslie carefully climbed into his lap and positioned his member at her entrance before slowly sinking down and taking his full length. She began to grind her hips watching the junction where their bodies connected and looking into his eyes for some sort of approval. She cautiously encircled him with her arms as she began bouncing on his crotch. She moaned looking at him with dead eyes as she felt his fingers cupping her buttocks.

"That feels so good slut." She had learned to use her hips in a way that made him involuntarily react and he responded reclining on the cold earth and let her ride him how ever she liked. Leslie planted her palms flat on his chest and worked her hips back and forth as hard as she could putting as much pressure on his cock as she could muster.

Finally, they both came at the same time.

She sat there on top of him with his member deep inside her body looking at him in a strange troubled manner. He could feel her intentionally tensing up around him milking him for whatever was left in his body.

Shortly she disengaged from his body crawling off his pelvis to sit beside the panting nerd and drawing her knees up into her chest. Her gaze wandered around the field and onto the horizon line as she could see dawn approaching. Gathering himself, Humbert pulled himself up into a sitting position opposite Leslie as he fished around in the disturbed grass for his pants. She silently watched him pull on his pants and sit beside her quietly.

"I was a virgin too." He offered as she scratched her head and pulled some clumps of dirt from her tousled brown locks. 

"That night, when you guys asked. I was a virgin."

"Well, Red fixed that didn't she?" Leslie replied.

"She was my first anal experience. You, well you are technically my first actual fuck." He just wanted her to know for some reason. His words were not lost on her and she looked at him with wet eyes.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too Leslie."

"No, I mean for everything. I'm sorry for messing up your life and you know, raping you. I was a piece of shit and you uh, deserved better." She was sincere and reflecting on her actions. Her nude state no longer mattered as she watched him slowly rise.

"Yeah, I know Leslie." There was ringing somewhere in the brush and Humbert walked off into the foliage.

"Humbert?" She was relieved when he returned with her phone. He gingerly offered the phone with its cracked screen to its owner. She looked at the screen seeing that the call was from Red and disconnected the call.

"So what do we do now?" She didn't know what the future held and looked at his body shilloetted against the rising sun.

"Now, I go to jail for a crime I did commit." He sounded melancholy and hadn't noticed her pulling her tattered top back over her torso.

"No, I wouldn't, I won't talk about this-ever." She had found her skirt and was having a little bit of difficulty pulling it up over her hips.

"Pretty humiliating huh?" She'd found her panties but they were too torn to even try putting back on.

"That's not what I mean. I'm just sorry about everything that happened. We had no right Humbert. What we did-What "I" did was evil."

"Well I'm no better than you now." They didn't speak after that for a long while.

"Come on Humbert, I'll take you home." She tried to touch his shoulder but he brushed her hand away.

"I will get myself home if you don't mind." He had found his ripped up t-shirt and subsequently given up on putting the article tossing it.

"Come on, we're probably ten miles away from your house. I don't mind taking you home." She reasoned as he turned to her after retrieving his damaged glasses. He began walking towards the highway with the intent of hitching home.

"Leslie you can do whatever you want but I would like you to forget about me okay? I really don't want anything to do with you anymore and you can take that however you like. Call the cops; tell Red, whatever ...JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

He was suddenly clipped by a speeding vehicle and sent flying like a ragdoll to the asphalt a bloody mess.

"HUMBERT!!" Leslie screamed running towards his crumpled up body. 

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood and one of the Cheerleaders will Fall as Karma continues to catch up with her.



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 08



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience.

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The water battered her curvy body mercilessly and assaulted her beautiful features in scalding hot torrents as she remained under the shower with her thin hands gripping the shower nozzle. She was weak and her body was wracked with pain. She had been crying for what seemed like hours until the tears wouldn't flow anymore and her mouth hung open of its own accord.

Leslie's big expressive hazel eyes had gone dead.

The water began to run ice cold and the beauty remained under the spray for another thirty minutes before reluctantly turning the blocky knobs of her shower.

The bottom of her shower was still slightly tinted with her blood as she stepped out onto the plush Hello Kitty matt at her feet. She looked at her reflection in the mirror noticing the markings on her torso. She slowly grabbed a towel and dried her still flawless figure.

She wasn't special anymore; the buxom beauty was a slut.

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April could hardly contain herself as she watched the buxom brunette strip off her form fitting t-shirt to reveal her huge tanned breasts. Leslie had dispensed with wearing a brassiere and she silently unsnapped the clasp on her form fitting jeans sliding them down her shapely thighs and calves to reveal that she had also decided not to wear any panties. Her muff was clean shaven exposing the puffy lips of her sex.

"Damn, you look good enough to eat myself biatch." April was nearly watering at the mouth at the sight of the statuesque teen. She tried on many occasions to get Red to talk her friend into a lesbian threesome only to get rebuffed repeatedly with an open handed slap to the mouth. Now the chubby blonde was beside herself as she got her first complete look at uber' frigid Leslie Antoinette Kennedy in the buff. April didn't notice the nearly blank stare on the beauty's face as she removed her open toe sandals tossing them into the corner of the locker room's tiled floor.

"Where is it fat ass?" Leslie's monotone question did not go unnoticed by her former best friend Red who at the moment had been nonchalantly occupying her time with a game of Candy Crush on her I-phone. She glanced in the direction of the two females and tossed a paper grocery bag in the direction of her chubby lover.

"Hey; I spent a lot of time on this dress Melissa!!" She was irritated that the light sheer garment had been so carelessly stored and at her lover's apparent disdain for the proceedings. 

"You're finally getting what you want so shut the fuck up." The coldness in the redhead's voice struck a chord with April who immediately went silent.

Leslie slipped the sheer form fitting garment over her brown hair and slid along the sharp curves of her body until it reached the bottom of her calves. She stood quiet as well looking at both of her antagonists, one former BFF and one former victim who had found a way out of her troubles by burying her face in her bully's snatch. 

Leslie's disdain for the creature that was April was as palpable as the damp humidity of the locker room.

She was led through a maintenance door and adjacent corridor that few knew connected the boys and girls locker rooms. Leslie followed her chubby would be captor through the narrow walkway followed by Red who had her face buried inside her phone screen preoccupied with her game. 

Leslie found herself in a very familiar place looking on at a sight that should have made her run screaming from the room.

The Boys Shower... 

Filled with a veritable crowd of teens in various states of undress, some of the boys were wearing cheap disguises like store brought Halloween masks and one apparently middle aged hopeful was wearing a crumpled, greasy bag over his head. The humidity and horny musk of the men was stifling hitting the stacked brunette's nostrils like a whiff of ammonia.

"Oh fuck yeah Leslie; you're about to be cracked open bitch." April whispered in her ear hoping to rattle her nemesis. Instead, Leslie turned her attention to Red who continued to play games on her phone.

"Happy now that you're about to get what you've wanted for so long Melissa? I'm going to become a bigger slut than you ever were you redheaded cunt." Red looked up from the small screen of her phone apparently shocked at the venom that her former BFF just spit at her.

Red suddenly slapped Leslie across the face with a vicious slap that resounded across the locker room in a faint echo.

Leslie didn't react, didn't flinch as she continued staring Red deep in the eyes. For an instant it seemed as if the two teens would come to blows and April didn't know what to make of the whole scene. Leslie started taking some tentative steps backward until she was surrounded by some of the men in the shower. She found herself looking around at the heavy breathing nude men staring at her partially shrouded body before her hazel eyes came to rest on a particularly short pimply nerd standing directly in front of her. His eyes were locked on her heaving bosom.

She recognized this imp of a teen as the guy she had hit in the groin with an English lit book days earlier. He'd been shamelessly masturbating under his jacket while perving on her and she'd made him pay by spiking the heavy book into his crotch and causing him to piss himself. For his part, the geek couldn't believe his luck after hearing the rumors that Maplewood High's most unobtainable girl was going to be involved in a gangbang. Hours before, he'd been wrangled by Red herself and personally invited to fuck Leslie along with a few of his friends. He didn't believe her but curiosity had gotten the better of him.

He waited patiently for school to let out and quietly walked over to the gymnasium noticing a few others quickly trotting over there as well. He was finally going to use a condom a drunken uncle had given him at a cousin's bar mitzvah. He couldn't believe what was going on as he watched guys from all walks of life stripping down around him.

It was true ...Leslie Kennedy was REALLY doing a GANGBANG!!

"FUCK'S GOING ON HERE; DO I GOTTA SHOOT A GUN OFF OR SOMETHING?!!"April was standing on one of the benches near the shower entrance looking over the heads of the guys and she didn't like what she was seeing.

"Are you sure this shit is cool; I mean I don't want to go to jail for fucking this cold bitch." One jock admitted nervously as he looked at the stacked beauty. Some of the other guys grumbled their agreement as April face palmed and looked over at Red. Before she could answer the short, slightly chubby geek ripped the plunging neckline of Leslie's sheer garment down the front in a trembling fit slightly bruising her skin and leaving fingernail marks on the tops of her breasts. The tattered garment hung just below her flat stomach.

"FUCKER!!" Leslie pie faced the geek with the palm of her hand bloodying his nose and quickly snatched his ear roughly in her fingers drawing his head forward into her bosom. She began rubbing one of her large breasts against his lip until he realized what she was doing and took the large tit into his hungry mouth. The pimply face teen nursed on the olive colored flesh rolling the nipple with his tongue and teeth looking up to find her staring daggers at him.

Another tall, thin awkward looking fellow reached over cupping her free breasts pinching her nipple and drawing her attention.

"What are you doing baby balls; I'm fucking clean doofus!" Her words were particularly brutal to the teen's ego and he looked around nervously before locking lips onto the large free tit sucking for all he was worth. She felt a group of hands groping and pinching her wide bubble butt as others crowded in on her breathing heavier.

"FUCK IT; I'VE WANTED SOME OF THIS PUSSY SINCE I WAS A FUCKING FRESHIE!!" A morbidly obese blonde jock she recognized from the wrestling team had grabbed her head like it was a Christmas ham and shoved his tongue into her mouth nearly causing her to retch. She tried to bite down on his tongue but he was too quick for her sinking to his knees and digging his nails into her womanly thighs. She gasped as the portly jock known affectionately as "Belly" ripped the sheer garment apart exposing her clean shaven sex. The jock was known for his slightly abnormal strength having won most of his matches by overwhelming his opponents and this situation was no different as he cupped the undersides of the beauty's thighs taking her shakily off her feet and spreading her legs. Leslie gasped loudly and half screamed as she felt his tongue probing around inside her until he found her clit. Belly began writing the letters of the alphabet on the small button sending shivers up her spine and making her involuntarily twitch and convulse. His prominent tongue deeply probed her insides functioning as a surrogate penis.

"OOOOOOOHHH FUUUCK!!" Her sex attempted to tighten around the invading unit with no success as she squirted against her will crying out.

"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT BITCH; CUM ON THE FAT FUCK'S UGLY FACE YOU CUNT!!" April yelled and cat-called barely able to contain her glee at watching her rival humiliated as tears ran down her cheek mixed with mascara.

"FUCK YOU APRIL; YOU WANNA BE ME BUT YOU'LL NEVER BE ANY THING MORE THAN A SEAT CUSHION FOR RED'S FLABBY ASS!!" Leslie screamed back fighting the effects of the orgasm as Belly's talented mouth discovered her puckered and damaged rose bud between her juicy butt cheeks. Some of the guys laughed and commented on the interplay between the two girls while Red looked on impassively. More hands began to roughly grab and tear at the remains on Leslie's sheer garment leaving her completely nude as fingers invaded her cunt painfully. The guys were starting to get rough as numerous hands pulled at her limbs and fondled body parts most of them had only dreamed of touching for the longest time. She began screaming loudly and doing her best to flail about and quickly found herself dropped to the tiled floor of the shower. She collected herself looking around at some of the men present who seemed to be reticent to continue. Red had a smirk on her face that spread into a wide smile as April continued taunting the beauty. Their eyes met with Leslie's hazel gems burning into Red's own nearly lumiscent jewels as the redhead smirked at her former partner-in-crime finally showing a glimmer of emotion towards her embittered friend.

"I've never seen so many limp dick faggots in my life!!" Leslie yelled at some of the guys standing around hesitating to do anything with her after her outburst. She rose on her knees and buried her face on the nearest cock she could get her hands on sucking as hard as she could. Her mouth was instantly filled with cum as the teen immediately exploded nearly a liter down her throat. She gagged coughing up a small puddle of semen as one of the boys grabbed a handful of her brown mane and rubbed his large cock against her cheek.

She shrieked as this teen also came immediately arching his spunk across her pretty face and her hair. Another smelly uncircumcised cock found its way into her mouth as she coughed and Leslie continued sucking bringing a hand up around the hair covered base squeezing this guy's package. A curtain of men surrounded her and someone guided her hand to their cock covering it with their own and forcing her to jerk them off. Leslie angrily tightened her grip on the offending unit working in quick short bursts making the average looking teen blow his load prematurely.

"YOU FUCKING BITCH!!" The kid screamed robbed of his moment before he was shoved away by a larger teen. At this point Leslie's face and mouth were obscured by the number of cocks touching her and working her jaw sore. Watching was nearly becoming too much for April and the chunky teen was visibly rubbing her cunt on the bench. She had gone commando and didn't care if anyone watched while she worked up a quick orgasm.

"Hey look, that fat chick wants some cock too!!" Another guy yelled drawing some of the attention to April who was laying on her back with her pink t-shirt half up exposing her huge monster tits.

"Touch her and you're fucking out of here pussy!!" Red threatened pushing her finger into the scrawny kid's bird chest. Some of the other teens booed Red while Leslie received two more blasts of cum to her face and tits. The guys were rudely shoved out of the way by one of the football players wearing his gear from the waist up. He pushed Leslie back up against the wall shoving his cock down her throat and forcing her to pound at his naked thighs as he rough fucked her throat. She raked her nails on the underside of his balls making the disguised player cry out in a shrill falsetto sounding scream of pain. The angered jock quickly grabbed the top of her head ignoring the protests of the other teens and spun her around facing the wall. She tried to throw some elbows but it was like an infant fighting an adult as she was raised by her full hips as she tried to get her bearings.

"AAAAAAAAAWWWWWGGHH!!" Leslie was shocked back to the reality of the situation as a huge member rammed into her only stopping when it penetrated her cervix. The disguised player began fucking into her tight cunt for all he was worth making her ass cheeks bounced off of his six pack abs. Leslie was making a grunting and crying noise as he snatched up a fist full of her hair and yanked it into a ponytail. He was so powerful that it almost felt like he could rip the hair from her scalp. She felt some hands at her back and a few sneaking underneath her body cupping her tits. Some managed to get their medium sized cock near enough to her face for her to suck it.

"Oh yeah Leslie, you got some really GOOD FUCKING PUSSY!!" She tried to recognize the voice but it was hard keeping her concentration as spasms of pain danced about her body. She'd had a game plan as she walked into the locker room figuring that if she was aggressive enough, she could control the situation. Whoever this asshole was; he'd shown her the error of her thoughts as he rammed into her with beast-like abandon.

"I've been watching you for a long time slut. Watching you walk around this school like your shit don't stink, watching this sweet ass of yours drive the boys wild bitch!! You act like you're fucking royalty cunt, but you're just another little girl playing fucking princess. YOU HEAR ME LESLIE?!!" His words were stinging and she fought hard to keep her tears at bay.

"I wanna hear you confess bitch! I want you to tell all of us here what a frigid little uptight, over-privileged cunt you are Leslie!!" It felt like he was getting a charge out of telling the buxom brunette what he truly thought of her even more than fucking her senseless. The thrusts behind his massive member seemed designed to cause her as much pain as him pleasure. She'd begun to rest her head on the tiled floor of the shower while someone had grabbed her left hand and wrapped it around his cock.

"When I get through with this pussy you ain't gonna walk right for a FUCKING YEAR LESLIE!!" She didn't think it was possible but whoever this guy was pounded her even harder finally making her sob loudly. She could hear her nemesis April chiding her and laughing loudly at her predicament.

"HAHAHAHAHA; CRACK THAT BIATCH OPEN!! YEEEAHHH FUCK THAT DUMB WHORE UNTIL SHE VOMITS UP ALL THE CUM SHE SWALLOWED TODAY!!" The chubby blonde had removed her shirt and was sitting on the bench topless laughing uncontrollably. Leslie's chest was on fire as she was yanked back into a sitting position still impaled on the massive member of her unknown assailant. She figured she could get him to relent by screaming but another teen quickly jumped in front of her spraying his load on her face and chest as she sputtered trying to yell.

"RIDE THAT FUCKING COCK BIATCH!!" April laughed while she struggled on top of what felt like the girth of a baton as it rammed up into her body. She tried to work her hips back and forth but it caused too much pain and another teen pushed into her mouth. She was trying to regain her composure knowing that Red was watching and enjoying her degradation. She slumped forward weakly as the small cock fucked her mouth like a surrogate vagina. She coughed and hacked as a slight squirt of semen shot partially into her mouth and across her cheek. 

"Sir, could you please turn her around?" One of the gawky kids asked peering directly over Leslie's shoulder at the guy that was railing the snot out of her battered cunt. 

"CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY OVER HERE KID?!!" He had his mitt like hands clasped tightly around her narrow waist.

"PLEEEAAASE SIR!!" The gawky kid begged as other shoved the nude teen around trying to get him to move out of the way. A slight shove fest erupted amongst the over anxious teenagers prompting her unknown assailant to address the situation.

"YOU GUYS ARE GONNA BE RUNNING A HUNDRED FUCKING LAPS AND DOING DIAMONDS EVERY FIFTH LAP IF YOU DON'T GET THE SHIT FIXED!!" The commotion immediately ceased. Leslie tried to process what she'd heard in a mad attempt to discern the identity of the man who was currently ravaging her body and everything had become crystal clear.

"Coach Hamblen?" She attempted to look back over her shoulder when she realized that the football coach was the asshole that had been trying to fuck her to death. He held her arms fast behind her hourglass figure as he increased the pace of his humping. Leslie could feel him trembling underneath her as he speared into her an additional three times blowing his load inside her body and deep in her cervix. Before she could react the stacked brunette was tossed aside like a ragdoll as the disguised coach attempted to beat a hasty retreat through the gathering of horny and confused young men. Out of the corner of her eye the hard breathing beauty caught sight of her antics being recorded on an I-phone for prosperity by Red. April was flipping her the bird and visibly euphoric. The portly blonde was counting a thick handful of cash.

"Thanks for helping me get a new laptop to replace the one that you broke slut." 

She punctuated her sentence with more cackling designed more to antagonize her rival than anything born of actual humor. Leslie's face became a twisted mask of rage and grief as she realized that her utter humiliation was a paid event.

"FFFUUUUUUUUCKKK YOU, I HATE YOUR GUTS MELISSA!!" She lost her composure and began openly crying, breaking down in front of all present. She collapsed in a fetal position surround by the crowd of nude teens and others sobbing with a grief that gave anyone with even a sliver of emotion pause. As she lay there trembling with her face twisted into a reflection of her shame, there was one thought running through her mind...a memory actually of an earlier time when she had no soul. Her mind was its own movie theatre playing and replaying the scene of one rail thin, socially awkward teen on his knees begging her for mercy as she grinned down at him. He was nothing to her at that time but a pathetic plaything, someone of little consequence that no one would care about. She'd let herself be convinced by her own personal devil's advocate that she could get away with sexually assaulting him because he was simply a geek. She had scarcely believed that the teen allowed her to force a plastic cock into his sphincter. Scarcely believed that she was able to rape a boy and get away with it. The sense of power had been overwhelming and immediately intoxicating haunting her days with the enticing memory. Before she'd known it, she'd lost control and forced the scared boy into a second rape even worse than the first. Afterwards watching him lying on his bed nude from the waist down and sobbing had pricked her conscious for the first time. She had lied to herself telling her reflection in the mirror that she was only playing around with him and that he probably liked the attention from one of Maplewood High's most popular students. Who was he after all but a scrawny punching bag for the elite and best society had to offer?!! At the height of her insanity she'd attempted a third assault on him, but had the tables turned on her due to her sheer arrogance. She found herself stripped nude in some field in the middle of nowhere while he mauled her like an animal stealing away her virtue. Her virtue...She didn't remember how long she'd been there but it was at that time that she'd had an epiphany. After he'd taken her in every conceivable way he was still filled with rage and despair over what had been done to him. She had finally come to understand the damage she'd done to him and was sincerely remorseful. She apologized meaning every word of it and he'd rejected her. Leslie Antoinette Kennedy shunned and tossed aside like trash. How come he wouldn't accept her apology? She'd probably never know because he'd been hit by a speeding car. His body rolled limply to the side of the freeway over and over again in her mind's eye. The sight haunted her and seared her insides leaving her with an indescribable pain.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 08



It was in this minute moment that Leslie understood everything.

"HUMBERT!!" She suddenly cried out startling some of the teens in the shower as she rose up on all fours shaking and trembling. She looked up into the faces of the teens there finding some of them to be just as frightened as she was. Her dusky hazel eyes were surrounded with a corona of dark mascara, her full lips quivering as she attempted to grasp the nearest cock she could reach.

"Wow, you haven't had enough have you slut?" April actually looked shocked as she watched the embattled girl take a willing teen into her mouth and wantonly fellate him with what appeared to be renewed vigor. Leslie buried the most of the kid's length in her throat while twisting her hands softly around the base of her member making him groan and cum directly in her mouth. She was on to the next erect penis she could get her hands on before the sated teenager could even react.

"How does it feel to be behind the eight ball for a change Leslie?" April continued not realizing that her target was no longer listening at this point. Leslie's face had become beet-red as she managed to completely deep throat a member of the baseball team while he high-fived some of his teammates. He couldn't believe it as she held him perfect imbedded in her throat while staring into his blue eyes. No one present registered the dead look on the cheerleader's beautiful face. She stood and shoved her tongue into his mouth while continuing to jerk him off until he was spewing copious amounts of jizz nearly hitting some of the others present as they jumped out of the way. Belly trembling with the excited energy permeating the shower grabbed her arm and was immediately surprised when she turned to him and began sloppily spooning with the obese jock. She bent at the wait feeling hands grasping her waist and licked her way down the fat teen's hairy chest to accommodate the grinning nerd mounting her from behind. She thrust her wide hips back into his cock bouncing her bubble butt making him cum in less than five minutes. Another quickly mounted her while she continued to fellate the large sweaty teen in front of her.

"B-Baby, you gotta ride my fuckin dick." The rotund teen looked as if he was on the verge of having a heart attack as she squatted down sheathing his length inside her confines. She began to ride him twerking her hips in a similar manner to the way she had finally satisfied Humbert nearly ten hours earlier. She felt someone pushing on her shoulders and found the geek from earlier with an anxious look on his face. She instantly knew what he wanted and leaned forward across Belly's chest. She was surprised when she felt his cock pushing against her back door while he huffed in her ear wheezing and gasping. He'd dreamt and masturbated to Leslie on many occasions imagining fucking her big butt and now he was in heaven. No one present registered the dead look on the cheerleader's beautiful face; no one realized that the beauty was barely holding onto her sanity by a thread. She had no idea Red was standing directly over her directing traffic. With a simple flick of her wrist, she summoned one of the teens over to shove his cock into Leslie's mouth making sure to get a good angle with her I-phone. The proceedings and sweaty, musky atmosphere were affecting her as well but she would never admit her own considerable arousal as she gloated over the punishment being dished out to Leslie. She'd secretly hated Leslie for years because she felt that the brunette was more attractive than she was and had resolved to find a way to cut her rival down to size. Once it became apparent that the girl had an innate aversion to physical intimacy, Red took as her personal mission to somehow corrupt the statuesque beauty. She had tried to hook her friend up with several "viable prospects" and Leslie had turned away each of them earning the title of Ice Queen of Maplewood High" and her clandestine enmity. Refocused Red had introduced her to the finer side of life; namely lording it over the other students, a prime spot at her side on the cheerleading squad and the bullying. She'd taken to it like a fish to water becoming her close second in the narrow halls where they plied their antisocial trade. Accidentally during a sleepover, the redhead had discovered a weakness in the ice queen when she'd introduced the repressed teen to one of her sex toys. She laughed when Leslie had begged her for the small rabbit and couldn't seem to put it down. Red was planning to continue her fast friend's carnal education which would eventually lead to her deflowering the stacked beauty herself with a strap-on she'd purchased herself. Leslie would have none of it though becoming unnerved when her supposed best friend began touching her like a lover and trying to kiss her. Red laughed it off and both of the girls ended up doing lines of coke and joking about using the strap-on on a guy. The more drugs they consumed the more the idea became plausible and no less than a week later ...they found Humbert.

How could she know that her friend would find her evil niche by raping the weak, skinny nerd?

Who could have foreseen the sick, unnatural attraction Leslie would develop that drove her to assault their chosen victim again? The redhead chaffed at the mental image remembering how Leslie had lied using her name to gain leverage into that geek's asshole once again. She had put them both in jeopardy and Red had so much more to lose than this privileged entitled cunt. She'd forced Leslie into a corner with an insane bet that she couldn't possibly hope to win. Leslie Antoinette Kennedy simply had to convince her that Humbert liked being pegged. Leslie had been tasked with taking him a third time while she watched and of course the clueless girl had failed miserably. Now she found herself being fucked relentlessly in all of her holes as Red and her new protégé watched. Leslie had been fucked countless times over the past couple of hours and Red sensed that something had finally broken inside of the voluptuous brunette. She seemed...insatiable.

"Oh fuck baby, I'm gonna cum all up in this pussy again." A husky teen with an alarming page boy haircut was wallowing around on top of Leslie who was lying still staring up at the neon lighting on the ceiling. Red looked around at some of the few guys who remained waiting for another turn to fuck the girl of their dreams. Red glanced over at her part-time lover April finding that the insanely bubbly had passed out sometime during the proceedings. The doughy blonde had even forgotten to put her top back on caring little that her massive breasts were exposed as she snored loudly.

"TIMES UP FAGGOTS!!" Red buried her heel in the small of the guy's hairy back causing him to cry out in pain. Some of the teens grumbled but none said a word as they silently filed out of the boy's shower. Red had been filming the proceedings the entire time with her I-Phone and a smaller digital camera. She wanted to watch the footage later while April went down on her.

"Wake up bitch." Red nudged April in the head and the chubby, addled girl crawled about retrieving her top and slowly putting it back on. She had worked herself into a frenzy watching Leslie's fall from grace and the emotional backlash had taken a toll on her physically. She rubbed the sleep out of her eyes noticing the prone figure of Leslie lying on the shower floor like a discarded rag doll.

"Wow, is she like uhm; fuckin dead?" April gestured towards the nearly lifeless brunette.

"No, get out of here." Red's monotone answer put April ill at ease and she felt oddly uncomfortable.

"Why; you gonna do something else to that stupid bitch?" she was tugging at the helm of her t-shirt and barely had time to look up before being the recipient of an exceptionally hard slap to the cheek.

"I told you to get the fuck out of here and I don't like repeating myself April. UNDERSTAND ME-FUCK OFF!!" April staggered back holding her cheek and quickly followed the rest of the departing guys out of the locker room. Red's eyes burned deeply into her own until the double doors closed.

She turned her attention to Leslie who had managed to scoot up against the tiled wall in a sitting position. Her body was wracked with pain and she was a mess with running mascara creating tiny tendrils across her reddened cheeks and her brown locks were matted to her head with semen and perspiration. A couple of the guys had spit on her as they left referring to her as a cum- dumpster. Her arms were folded across her chest as she drew her knees up trembling all the while. Her hazel eyes never left her former best friend as the redhead sat on the bench facing the shower and stared at the aftermath of the gangbang. Leslie was drawing huge breaths and her mouth was perpetually open.

"It's over Leslie; you can come home now." 

"No, I still h-have more-work to do." He eyes trailed off across the shower like she was looking at something.

"It's finished Leslie; there are no more guys here. You can come home now-back to the squad. Everything is forgiven and we're cool again." Red watched as the trembling girl began crying.

"Be one of you again?!!"

"Yeah, I'd never let anybody REALLY take your place at my side. Everything can be like it was before Leslie." Red sounded contrite and unsure of herself. 

She would never admit that the comforting words were more for her benefit than anything else.

"B-but all the guys I have to fuck Red. There's a lot more fucking to be done right?!!" Leslie was choking on her tears and breathing hard.

"No baby, there's nobody left."

"No you're wrong; there's one more bitch." Leslie's chest was inflamed and it was hard for her to form words as she stared daggers at her former best friend. She finally lost it and began screaming at the top of her lungs. Red quickly stood and launched a heel kick to the side of Leslie's head silencing her. She surveyed her unconscious friend lying on her side on the shower for a few moments before tossing a set of car keys on the tile beside her.

"See you Monday; bright and early darling. Don't make me wait." Red turned and quietly left the locker room as she weakly grabbed the keys.

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Humbert's eyes fluttered as he awoke in his hospital bed to find his mother sitting at his bedside and from the look on her face he knew that his secret had been uncovered. He was immediately distraught and agitated like a raw nerve. His mother took one of his hands in hers comforting her son. She had been crying for most of the evening while her husband sought solace in the bottom of a shot glass at the local watering hole. She was beating herself up for not realizing that her son was in trouble and vowed that he would never be in harm's way again.

"Mom I'm sorry; I wanted to tell somebody...but I just couldn't." He tried to look away but she cupped his chin.

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"We can watch it later." Red had stripped nude and was lying under the covers as April put the camera away. The chubby girl crawled into bed under the comforters with her lover determined to make her forget her former best friend any way she could. Red channel surfed through numerous stations on April's small television before settling on an old horror movie.

"Good pick baby." April stole a kiss on her freckled cheek and snuggled up close watching a pivotal scene from Frankenstein. The monster has shambled up to a small child tossing flowers onto the still waters of a pond. The child not realizing the danger had begun to play with the monster showing him how to toss the flowers onto the pond's surface until they ran out of flowers. The creature then picked up the child and tossed her into the water inadvertently drowning her.

"That's tragic; he thought she would float like the flowers." Red commented.

"Yeah that was pretty much the point of no return for him."

"How do you figure?" Red partially turned her nude body drawing her lover in closer. "Well he's such a tragic character being created, being an instant abomination and cursed to always seek acceptance from those who would ultimately kill him. When he tosses that kid into the water; it's the point of no return ... he's TRULY a MONSTER at that point." April softly rubbed her thumb across Red's erect nipple as she explained her theory. Her hand slipped down between Red's shapely legs fingering her clit.

"I'M SORRY!!" Red suddenly broke into tears crying hard into April's massive chest as the girl looked on at the movie with a blank expression.

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 09



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience.

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Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 09

*All characters in this story are of legal age.*

Their lips merged together softly as tongues intertwined and fingers touched locking together squeezing one another in a show of deep intimacy. Fingers cupped a pliant tight round cheek kneading and groping with a desperate urgency. Theirs breasts mashed up against each other a contrast in size as one girl's small sloping tits pressed into the other's massive breasts that elicited double takes wherever she went. 

But something was wrong tonight...Red was passive and yielding letting her pudgy lover be more assertive and following her carnal instincts in a manner that was alarming during the time since they'd first hooked up and became an unofficial duo in and out of the bed. April didn't really know what to do at the start of their interlude opting simply to follow her instincts. Earlier in the night the girls had vanquished the third of their number forcing Red's former best friend Leslie Kennedy into a horrific gangbang that nearly encompassed a third of Maplewood High's male student populace. April had been on a tear in the days leading up to the event working hard to complete her lover's plan to finally humiliate and chop her arrogant former number two down to a manageable size. Everything had culminated beautifully as she watched the stunning brunette's spirit fissure, crack and finally implode leaving Leslie Anne Kennedy laid bare to the world.

April had what she wanted finally and felt that her relationship with Red could finally move beyond the mentor-student phase, but Red had begun to show cracks in her "Apex-Predator" façade breaking down and sobbing into her massive chest. She could barely be consoled until April had lovingly pressed her lips against the redhead's plump ones quieting her as their passion bloomed. The girls had made it a regular habit of hooking up but April had always been treated as a submissive partner in their couplings with Red taking the lead always and never showing any hint of softness. Lying in her small bed now was someone she was unfamiliar with; a distraught and guilt ridden teen willing to be taken.

The chubby girl encircled the small perky nipple with her tongue lightly teasing and suckling Red's small tit. Red was the picture of athletic perfection and some good genetics arching her back up towards her much larger lover as two fingers found their way just inside her tight snatch. April rubbed a finger on her little button making the redhead squirm and cup her cheek lovingly. There was a look of urgent need and desperation in Red's eyes and April began to lick her way down the taunt abs over the perfect innie belly button to her clean shaven virtue. April was surprised when she was stopped from giving oral pleasure as Red's hands pushed her away. She was even more surprised when the scourge of Maplewood High rolled her on her back as gently as she could before pushing her legs apart to feast on her virtue. 

April had never known her lover to be so generous as the redhead kissed and licked her mound prying her open with delicate fingers to expose her engorged clit. Her body spasmed and twisted involuntarily as the sensation or Red's tongue sent shivers through her making her sopping wet. The pudgy, large breasted teen gasped and whispered sweet nothings finding out that there was more to be learned from her mentor. She'd always tried to overwhelm and bring Red to climax as quick and efficiently as possible. It was part of her method to keep herself from being seen as a victim and she thought that she'd mastered Red's body taking foolish pride in her desperate efforts. Now April was learning just how much of a novice she actually was as Red brought her to a screaming climax with the tip of her tongue.

"Oh fuck; I don't think I've ever cum that hard before." She admitted between gasps while the hard rain pounded her bedroom window. 

"You really liked it; I mean if you didn't I can do it again?" April wiped the sweat and hair from her brow to find Red's face inches from hers. The look of desperation and loneliness had not abated as three fingers penetrated her sex. 

"Yeah." It was the only answer she could manage as fingers slowly pumped in and out of her with a steady cadence. She grabbed a handful of the cheerleader's auburn hair and thee girls engaged in a deep soul kiss while Red continued fingering her. 

"Yeah, you want some more baby? I want you to feel good April." Red curved a finger upward and began massaging a bumpy ridge inside her making her cum hard a second time creaming the busy digits inside her body.

"OOOOOOHHHH MELISSA-oh, sorry Red; I didn't mean to say your name!" She quickly panicked when she realized that she'd inadvertently said her lover's given name. April fully expected to be pummeled in her own bed. Red had not given her permission to use her actual name and usually responded severely when angered. She raised her arm in a defensive manner as Red as sat up looking at her with a hunt of the seething rage that lived within.

"IT'S OKAY; BABY DON'T GET SCARED...I don't want to hurt you." She quickly cupped the wild eyed blonde's cheeks drawing her into a deep hug as she lay prone across her body.

"You-You don't?" Red softly pulled her arm away from her face as she ran a finger across her lips giving her a taste of her own sex.

"No April, please don't be afraid of me-I'm not bad. I just want you to feel good. I know how much I've put you through and I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I'm such a bitch-don't be... DON'T FEAR ME!!" Tears ran freely down her freckled cheeks as the girl seemed to be staving off a full mental breakdown. April was a bag of mixed emotion herself as she cradled the sobbing girl to her bosom unsure of what to do next. Part of her conscious was reawakened deep within as she looked towards the window watching the streaks of rain obscure everything outside it.

"Everything's going to be okay Melissa; I'm here." The teen bully never heard a word as she sobbed into the massive breasts that obscured her face. Her mind's theatre remained on the image of her former best friend lying on her side much like a corpse. A trail of blood had run from Leslie's head towards the drain scaring the redhead who ran off in denial at what she'd done. She was afraid that she might have murdered her best friend and what that would mean to the rest of her life. Her father would be devastated before at what she'd done' but he'd slap the cuffs on her anyway. She'd never get a chance to live the life that she deserved and everyone would know.

They would know what she was...a monster.

"You're really my friend right?" She asked through tears not knowing what her future would hold in the morning.

"Yeah; yeah Red...I got your back."

"You really mean that; I mean you aren't saying that because you're afraid of me right?" April was leery as she found Red's green eyes burning a hole in her own. She knew that Red would know the truth if she lied but had answered anyway. She'd always kept a small part of her true self locked away since she'd become Red's lover and protégé of sorts. April had taken herself in directions that frightened even her on some level going dark and developing a fanatical lust for her bully. She didn't want to be that pudgy, sad victim who's only redeeming quality were her unnaturally huge breasts. She wanted more going so far as to return to her original blonde hair color and trying to lose weight. Of course Red realized what was going on and teased her mercilessly even chiding April while the poor girl fellated her. Red had forbade her to lose weight threatening to anoint her with the nickname "Chubb" while telling her that she would never be Leslie.

Those words had burned into her soul and she grew to hate the icy brunette considered to be one of the co-queens of Maplewood High. So began a burning desire to oust the chaste bitch and assume her place at Red's side to prove her innate worth if nothing else. April took every opportunity to verbally run Leslie down and point out flaws in their friendship. She wanted Red all to herself and now she had achieved her dream of breaking their relationship apart in spectacular fashion. The sight of the stuck up brunette being gang banged was nearly orgasmic driving her into a feeding frenzy that was unfortunately not reciprocated by Red. She'd been unceremoniously ejected from the men's locker room along with the guys that had shown up to fuck Leslie's virgin cunt into oblivion. The manner in which she'd been shoved into the hallway had worried her and she waited by Red's car in a panic until her mentor had run from the school. There was something troubling about her demeanor on the way home but April had ignored it.

"When you look at me what do you see?" It was an honest enough question for two girls who shared so much in recent times and April wanted something in return for her fealty.

"What?"

"I want to know what you "see" when you look at me?" Red got up facing her lover and April followed her movements until both sat with their legs intertwined in an Indian sitting position. Red noticed the thirst and hunger for acceptance in April's voice. It mirrored her own as she took her hands in her own.

"I-see... A beautiful woman in front of me. I see a talented artist who has so much to give the world. Somebody with a voice that needs to be heard-somebody I-love." Aprils face broke as Red spoke and tears smeared the thick dark hued mascara around her eyes darkening the streaks across that ran down her round cheeks.

"I'm beautiful?"

"Yeah."

"You-LOVE me?" Her heart was thumping powerfully in her chest and her breath came in short gasps. The inside of her mouth was dry and her skin tingled with a kind of electric jolt and resonance. She was completely oblivious to the fact that the auburn haired beauty was reciting some lines from an obscure chick flick she's seen a while ago.

Melissa Reed a.k.a Red was well versed in the art of telling people what they wanted to hear when the situation demanded it and this was a necessary coercion to draw her protégé in closer to make herself feel better. 

"Yeah bitch; I love you." April started sobbing loudly and shaking as Red cupped her round face and kissed the hysterically jubilant girl silent. Red pushed the girl back on the bed as their tongues dueled fiercely and the larger girl's thick calves locked in the small of her back. In moments they were tribbing fiercely and had built up an intense rhythm. Both girls were completely drenched downstairs and the extra lubrication added to the pleasurable sensation of grinding one another. Red locked her arms around April's neck humping even harder and found that her cadence was matched by April arching her back up against her sex. Both of the desperate girls were in synch breathing hard and on the verge of a monumental orgasm.

"OH MY GOD; WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY DAUGHTER?!!" Both girls froze mid-motion looking over to find April's mother standing in the doorway staring at them wild eyed with her mouth agape in shock. The few seconds that she'd seen were enough to make her wish she hadn't left work early. Betty had been experiencing a horrible migraine throughout her shift and had to resort to bribery of her younger co-worker in order to get home to her bed.

"MOM; WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!" Red hopped out of the bed crouching down on the opposite side facing April's mother while the chubby teen pulled the bedding up over her nude body.

"FILTHY, FUCKING SODOMITE!! I-I let you into my house, into my daughter's life and this is how you repay me?!! TURNING MY DAUGHTER INTO A FUCKING PERVERT!!" Betty didn't seem to hear her pleading, distraught daughter as she stared daggers at the nude redhead trying to retrieve her clothing.

"MOM PLEASE DON'T DO THIS; WE'RE IN LOVE!!"

"Ye-yeah we-we have this connection and..." Red trembled under the disgusted gaze of April's mother while she did her best to get dressed.

"THIS ISN'T LOVE-IT'S A SICKNESS!! BOTH OF YOU ARE SICK...oh my god; please heal my poor naïve little girl and bring your wrath down upon this EVIL WHORE OF BABYLON!!" Betty was in tears as she half prayed bringing her hands to her gaped mouth in grief.

"NO MOTHER; DON'T!!" It was too late as the woman lunged at Red grabbing and yanking a handful of her auburn hair. Red instinctively shoved the palm of her hand into the older woman's nose mashing it against her face as the women became a mass of tangled limbs on the floor amidst her daughter's hysterical screaming.

"NOOOOO; PLEASE STOP IT!! STOP FIGHTING!!" Red had managed to force the crazed woman on her back driving her forearm under her chin until while she locked her legs on either side of Betty's torso. The older woman had a death grip on half of red's hair and wouldn't stop yanking and pulling until a barrage of hard rights connected with her face in rapid succession. The inner demons that plagued the troubled teen were on full display as she continued punching her girlfriend's mother in the face using both fists until April locked her arm around Red's neck in a choke. She'd only wanted to stop the fighting screaming as Red's teeth sank into the doughy flesh of her forearm. April tried to scurry across her bed only to have her ankle snagged finding herself yanked back across the bed onto the floor. 

In seconds Red's knee collided with the girl's round face several times nearly knocking her unconscious. April was defenseless laying in a seated position up against her bedside table with her head hanging weakly at a dangerous angle. A thick trail of blood ran from her nose down between her huge breasts and pooled below her crotch. 

"Fuck...oh shit; what have I done?" Seeing the damage done to her nude lover had jolted Red out of her unbridled rage and she looked at her own blood soaked fists. Betty was lying on her side on the hardwood floor moaning in pain and whimpering. Red knelt and cradled April's head righting it into a normal position as her lover opened her heavily lidded eyes.

"I-I thought you loved me." She managed to speak and her voice crackled with agony and pain.

"I'M SORRY APRIL; I DIDN'T MEAN FOR THIS TO HAPPEN!!"

"Are you going to kill us Melissa? It's okay because I really LOVE YOU and at least-at least I got to have you all to myself." Red choked up and hugged the girl to her chest bloodying her shirt in the process.

"NO I'M SORRY APRIL; I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING!! I'M SORRY FOR HURTING YOU BABY!!" Both girls were sobbing now and Red felt April's hand rubbing her back in an attempt to calm her.

"You're a monster." Betty whispered with a hand over her face.

"NO I'M NOT A MONSTER; I HAVE- I have problems!" Red turned her attention to the woman lying on the floor cowering in a fetal position.

"You're evil and the lord will deal with you like he does with all of your kind. Y-You want to use my baby girl to run away from your pain...You're incapable of love because..." She trembled as Red gingerly laid April on the floor making sure not to bump her head. Red was crouching and moved towards Betty on all fours.

"I'm not evil; I'm not a monster." She inched closer to the frightened woman.

"You're as evil as Satan; I suppose that's why you call yourself "Red" and even if you kill me...you won't escape the wrath of the lord. YOU'RE GOING TO BURN IN HELL BITCH AAARRGHHH!!" Red lost it and knocked the woman unconscious with a clubbing blow to the head. She quickly stood up grabbing the rest of her clothing bolting from the house into the storm.

"Don't go." April moaned from the floor.

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The Camaro sped down the highway swerving erratically and dipping into the opposite lane as a torrents of rain and wind battered the vehicle. Inside Red was crying and screaming at the top of her lungs. The girl had given up not caring anymore whether she lived or died. She thought of all of the evil things she'd done as every deed played repeatedly in the theatre of her mind. She was truly remorseful over what she'd done to Brad Tucker, Leslie and finally Humbert.

"I'M SO FUCKING SORRY; PLEASE PUNISH ME GOD!!" She suddenly lurched forward as the car swerved into the opposite lane right in to the oncoming path of a semi. Red found herself illuminated by the large headlights of the oncoming truck as she shielded her eyes from the glare.

-DARKNESS-

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Two deputies were questioning Betty while her daughter sat on the living room couch wrapped in a comforter. Paramedics were tending to the bruised girl who sat quietly barely responding to medical questions. 

Sheriff Reed was worried.

He'd been called in the middle of the night and notified that his daughter was in trouble again. Melissa had been a soured of pain in his life lately and he was beside himself with parental angst. He recalled her mother and shuddered at the thought of the shrewish, intense woman that had born him a single child before disappearing one afternoon leaving a screaming toddler behind. He was devastated and more than a little over his head with the responsibility of raising a child alone. In the earlier days of his marriage he struggled with feeling of inadequacy feeling that his own wife was too good for him. Her name was Wendy and they were both athletes in school. He was good but she was so much better than him at everything and never let him forget it.

In fact all of his peers never let him forget how much better his wife was until it became a point of contention between the couple. The shapely redhead had been his first love and the two were inseparable early on with a teammate joking that the two gingers would have albino babies whenever they had kids. Wendy responded to the innocent ribbing by placing their peer into a triangle choke. They were both on the wrestling team and the hapless guy promptly apologized receiving a warning from the angry woman. Wendy's competitive nature extended to everything, even the bedroom as she preferred to mount him causing feelings of intimate emasculation. Finally when all of the ribbing, constant competitiveness and bickering was too much; the embittered jealous man poked a hole in a condom one night. 

Nine months later Red was born.

He'd figured that motherhood would slow her down and make the fierce woman more manageable. Wendy never really took to motherhood and constantly left the child with him or others to work out and pursue her own interests. They fought constantly and she'd resolved to make a last attempt at saving the marriage. The couple moved across country to Maplewood where he'd found employment as a sheriff's deputy. Less than a month after moving to the small town they gotten onto a physical altercation over dinner or a lack thereof. Wendy was determined to fight her way out of life as a mundane housewife. She'd nearly beaten him before he was able to wrestle her to the floor of the kitchen and cuff her.

A week later she was gone and he was a single dad. 

Melissa cried constantly in those days and the put upon deputy responded by treating harshly and raising her in a militaristic manner chiding his daughter and calling her a "pussy" for being weak. He told her there was no room in the world for weak people and that she had to decide what kind of person she was going to be. Red could never know that her father routinely cried himself to sleep and took to the bottle regularly to relieve his tensions. His little girl Melissa would never know that the reason her mother wasn't around was because he'd physically taken her after cuffing the woman in a vain attempt to get her pregnant again and finally kill her dreams. He would never know of the abortion Wendy had undergone a month after leaving him. The stern woman reluctantly cut ties with her own daughter because she couldn't stomach the idea of eighteen years tied to a loser. He'd fallen far making the girl toss out her mother's belongings and burning all photos of Wendy. Reed secretly used the services of a local prostitute or so he thought. His daughter uncovered his failings as a parent relatively easy and confronted him one morning over breakfast.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 09



"Pussy." Red was all of fourteen years of age at the time and he was shocked. He'd flown into a rage and was intent on whipping the equally angry girl when she surprised him with his own mantra.

"You always tell me that there's no room in the world for weak people; but you are the weak dad. You won't admit that you miss mom and you waste yourself fucking nasty whores. You can beat my ass blue but it doesn't change the fact that you are the biggest PUSSY I've ever seen." She stared back at him unflinching and he felt his face break as he knelt and began crying. She cradled his head after what seemed like an eternity. They made a pact with each other, father and daughter to be strong and ruthless like the world around them with his journey culminating in his appointment to the position of Sheriff of Maplewood and her ascension to head cheerleader of the high school.

But this never seemed to be enough for his daughter as demonstrated that her mean streak and inherent vicious nature were unparalleled. He loved his daughter dearly and attempted to keep all of her brushes with the law under wraps. But in recent weeks the girl had become even more agitated and angry unconsciously pushing him away. Even though her best friend Leslie had denied his daughter's involvement in her pending legal problems; the sheriff knew better. Melissa Reed was the Apex-Predator of Maplewood High and everybody in town knew it. Now she was missing after assaulting another of her friends and the poor girl's mother. He rung her phone several times getting only her glib voice recorded message prompt.

Sheriff Reed was worried. 

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"Ma'am?" She barely registered a voice and some muffled talking. Everything was dark and things were slowly coming into focus.

"Ma'am are you okay?" Her vision began to clear and things began to come into focus. 

"Yeah." The light hurt her eyes as she realized she was looking up at the clear blue sky. Melissa Reed found herself looking up at an angel. She noticed his piercing blue eyes and his chiseled features. He was blonde of course and had perfect teeth. 

"Are you in some kind of trouble ma'am?"

"I-I really don't know."

"Do you need help ma'am; I-uh mean you look like you could use some help."

"Yeah; can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Are you an angel?" He smiled at her question and offered his hand which she gingerly took. He was manly and strong easily lifting Red to her feet. She took another curious look at him still slightly disoriented from the sunlight. He was a little taller than her and well-built with thick muscular arms that revealed the man was no stranger to work. She usually sized up everybody that she met in case she had to take them down but this guy was different. There was something about him that gave him this kind of serene aura. She didn't know him but felt that he was no threat to her at all.

"My name is Robert; Robert Lane ma'am and you are?" She kept playing his name in her head as turned and noticed a fair ground off in the distance.

"What is this place?" 

"Plainfield Fair Grounds, I kind of work here." He kept a respectable distance back as she surveyed her surroundings.

"What are you a security guard?"

"If need be; I run a Christian youth group and ministry on the grounds and it looks like I'm running a little bit late." He turned and started walking off towards the fair grounds and she followed not knowing why but being overcome with curiosity about the handsome stranger who'd awakened her. He stopped after a few feet offering his hand a second time which she took. As they got closer to the fair she noticed part of the metal partition which surrounded the grounds was missing. Her car was fifteen feet from the damage looking no worse the wear. The door on the driver's side was ajar and the seats looked soaked from the storm the night before.

"What is it?" He noticed her reluctance as she stopped dead in her tracks.

"I should probably go, I-I mean you don't need me around Robert." She started to walk off but realized he hadn't let go of her hand. It took everything inside her not to strike him and the look on his face was disarming and warm.

"I know that we really don't know each other but I feel like you're in some kind of trouble and I want to help you." He noticed her looking at his hand on her arm and released her.

"Why?"

"Because it's the right thing to do when somebody is in need and I don't know how or why you went barreling through that guard rail like you did but if that isn't cry for help I don't know is ma'am." She instinctively gave him her patented soul piercing glare and he looked back with a kind of anxious look on his face.

"Are you sure you're not an angel?" She asked with a wry smile. 

"No ma'am; I'm just a guy." She took his hand again and he led her towards a small tent where other patrons were entering. Red didn't know what to expect and followed only because what was behind her was too painful. 

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She sat staring at the steaming cup of coffee zoning out into space as her mind played back the images of the past twenty-four hours. She wanted to drink it but something was missing...something vital to her getting through the rest of her day. What she needed was in the back of the kitchen cabinet and she quickly retrieved the long bottle of bourbon from its hiding place. She poured more than a liberal amount into her coffee caring little that it spilled over and taking a deep swig.

"Mom we need to talk." April was standing at the door looking a mess with two black eyes and a taped up nose. Her battered appearance was a testament to Red's innate savagery and Betty found herself unable to look up at her daughter's face.

"No, I don't want to talk; go back to your room and rest." A business card lay on the table partially soaked from the slight stream of alcohol that had run into it. The Sheriff had "talked" to her after dismissing his deputies and made her an offer of restitution to atone for his daughter's actions. 

"No mother; we need to hash this out right now. I want you to know that no matter what you say or try to do...I'm going to be with Melissa." April's words were like a blow to the stomach and she took another deep drink emptying her cup. Betty didn't know what to say to her daughter and her mind wouldn't let her forget that she'd walked in on her only child having sex with another girl.

"You will not be with that evil girl; you will never see her again April."

"Oh yes I will mom; don't you understand that we love each other?" Betty poured herself another cup full of bourbon as tears began to run across her cheeks.

"No."

"Yes mom; she loves me and I want to be with her. Your petty bigotry can't stop us from being happy and I stand by Melissa no matter what. We-We're soulmates mom." April took a few tentative steps into the room carefully watching for a reaction from her mother.

"You're delusional April and this is just a phase you're going through. Nothing more than a confused little girl acting out against her mother is all." Betty was trying to convince herself more than her daughter.

"You're wrong, it's REAL LOVE mom." The bruised, disheveled girl was sure of herself as she spoke of her lover and her heart thumped in her massive chest. She'd just taken a shower to wash the blood from her body and was wearing only her old housecoat. Betty glanced over with a look of disgust as her daughter's boundless cleavage came into view.

"GO PUT SOME CLOTHES ON!!" Betty turned away in her seat towards the kitchen sink failing to notice the ragged emotion on her daughter's face.

"Look at me mom."

"No." She undid the frayed sash on her robe allowing her huge breasts to push it open and letting the garment fall to the floor. Free of the garment the trembled girl covered her breasts and sex for a few seconds before nervously allowing her hands to fall to her sides.

"LOOK-AT-ME MOTHER!!" Betty tried to bury her face in the polished surface of the kitchen table but regarded her daughter out of the corner of her eye and shrieked. She knocked over the chair as she snatched the garment from the floor and attempted to cover April with it. The chubby teen swiped at the robe a few times before snatching it and tossing it over her shoulder.

"MY GOD WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU; ARE YOU LOSING YOUR MIND APRIL?!!" Betty attempted to push pass April but the girl grabbed at her blouse partially tearing it in desperation.

"THIS IS WHO I AM MOTHER; YOUR DAUGHTER LOVES A GIRL WHO LOVES HER BACK!! Can't you be happy for me mom?" She was sobbing and desperate for acceptance from her only parent whose response was to deliver a loud slap to her face which rocked her head to one side. Betty quickly walked bolted down the hall to her bedroom and locked herself inside. April shuffled down the hall nude and pressed her body against her mother's bedroom door.

"MOM!!" There was no answer and the only sound in the house was April's bawling. She noticed the sheriff's business card on the linoleum floor of the kitchen and picked up the rectangle of laminated paper as if it were some sort of treasure. She traced the numbers on its surface with a finger.

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They were all staring at her and for the first time in her life Melissa Reed was uncomfortable with the attention. She'd been okay with the sermon that preceded and found herself out on a limb when youth pastor Robert Lane called out to her in the small crowded tent to stand up and tell everyone about herself. She'd been angry for an instant figuring it was some cheap way to find out her name which she'd managed not to give over half a day. Truth of the matter was that she didn't want to be "Red" anymore. She didn't want to be Melissa Reed; the sheriff's daughter and Queen Bitch of Maplewood High any longer. It was all just a bit too much for her and she had opted to leave it all behind. The night before she'd swerved into the opposite lane hitting the gas in an attempt to end herself by driving head first into a truck. The large vehicle had narrowly avoid destroying her as she hit the railing driving down a ridge and crashing through a steel railing. She was completely broken as she ran from her car into the raging storm finally fainting from over exertion in the weeds.

When she'd regained consciousness there was a beautiful angel standing watch over her. His name was Robert Lane and he'd found a way to soothe the savagery raging in her soul. Melissa never had any use for religion before and it wasn't a priority to her father during her upbringing. But this handsome stranger had somehow coerced her into sitting through his sermon and she actually found herself tapping her foot through the musical selections. Being invisible appealed to her and she was just starting to get comfortable in her own skin when he called out to her.

"My name-uh my name..." She struggled to speak swallowing hard under the scrutiny of the crowd's eyes.

"Is it a secret or something lady?" Some kid loudly asked earning a swat from his mother as everyone laughed. There were other muffled comments most of a comedic nature as Melissa blushed and fidgeted not knowing what to do with her hands. 

"Settle down everyone; I'm sorry for putting you on the spot ma'am. You can sit down now and I hope you'll join us in a fellowship after the service."

"My name...My name is WENDY!!" She suddenly blurted out the first name that came to her mind barely realizing that she'd used her mother's name.

"Well it's very nice to meet you Wendy; isn't it everybody?" His smile was warm and infectious and she felt an unnatural warmth engulf her as Robert's congregation greeted her in unison. 

She found herself sitting at a few picnic tables at the edge of the fairgrounds with Robert and a few children. One small child seemed to be drawn to her and she'd reluctantly agreed to look after the little girl while her parents took a ride on the Ferris wheel. She ended up braiding the child's hair as Robert tossed a football around with some of the boys. More than once she caught him looking in her direction with a slight smile on his face. Her troubles seemed to drift somewhere in the back of her mind as she smiled back and looked away demurely.

She excused herself while the choir was singing their last song of the service and sought out the women's restrooms situated across the grounds near a wooded area.

"WELL I'LL BE; LOOK WHAT BUBBLED UP FROM FUCKING MAPLEWOOD!!" Her heart leapt into her throat as she turned to see a thin, homely looking male ginger staring in her direction. He had a sinister smile on his heavily freckled face.

"I-I'm not from Maplewood."

"Yes you are bitch; you're the famous cheerleader cunt that run roughshod all over that piss bucket high school. Uh-wait a minute it's a coming to me right now where I've seen that nice looking ass of yours before. Uh, huh you're ah called Red aren't you?" she didn't answer and stood frozen in her tracks.

"My name's Derrick, remember me baby?"

"I've never seen you before in my life." She tensed up as her took a few steps towards her placing his hands in his pockets. He was wearing a long sleeved lumberjack shirt and some skinny jeans with a pair of hiking boots. The demented glare on his face made him resemble a demonic Howdy Dowdy.

"Now you couldn't ah been all that drunk when you split my wig with a beer bottle. Don't you remember that "Red?" She flinched as he leaned against the side of the ladies restroom. They were all alone with the nearest people ten feet away.

"I don't remember doing anything like that." Her throat was dry as she recalled the day she'd met her boyfriend Brad Tucker.

"Well it seems one of us got a little something wrong in the belfry. Maybe my cousin Robert can help both of us out with sorting this thang out. You know Robert REAL GOOD at that sort of thang being a man of the lord and all."

"He's your cousin?"

"Yeah, yeah girl we like first cousins and everything. We REAL CLOSE like and talk about all kinds of things. You know "Red" we got this bond of truth and I'd never lie to him about something like this." Derrick had her by the proverbial and metaphorical balls and he knew it. 

"L-Look I'm sorry about things eh Derrick." His grin grew wider displaying his yellowed teeth as he drew closer.

"So you DO KNOW WHO I AM right little cheerleader girl?"

"I'm sorry about hitting you with the bottle OKAY?!!" He attempted to grab her hand but she drew back raising her fist and making him snicker. 

"Calm down there little cheerleader girl; aint no need to be getting all bent out of shape; besides we just talking right?" Melissa wanted to punch him in his prominent Adam's apple and stomp his balls until they were jelly in his pants but then everyone would know what she was.

"Yeah Derrick; we're talking." He seemed emboldened by her shaky words moving closer and draping an arm around her slender waist. She offered no resistance to his advances as he slowly pulled her closer to the wooded area. 

"You like my cousin and I really don't blame you because he gets all the girls coming around here pretending. He probably thinking they really want to hear all that religious bullshit he be spouting and all but I don't rightly give a fuck. You know what ah mean bitch?"

"Yeah sure."

"You don't have to act like such a cunt "Red" I mean we're "friends" aint we?" He punctuated his statement by palming her butt and making him shove him roughly. She considered breaking three of his fingers and took a few steps in his direction.

"Relax "Wendy"...we just talking about truths and I'm trying to understand why you're here lying to my cousin. Why are you so fucking fake "Red?"

"What do you want Derrick?"

"I want to be friends with you like you want to be "friends" with my cousin Robert. Understand what I'm talking about "Wendy?" He already had his zipper down revealing his pale uncut penis grinning at her. He stroked his member a few times pulling the thick foreskin back as tears ran down her cheeks. 

"Do we have to do this here?" 

"What kind of person do you take me for baby; get that fat ass inside those restrooms." She moved towards the women's bathroom but he yanked her over into the men's side. In short order the beautiful cheerleader found herself in the last stall facing a guy she rather set aflame than even look at him. 

"Look I'll suck your dick but if you fuck me over there will be hell to pay shit head." 

"Suck the fuck up and suck my dick slut." The stench from his dirty member made her gag and retch but this wasn't the cheerleader's first rodeo. She began hocking and spitting as much saliva as she could produce on his cock while running her fist roughly over the rubbery little extension. It wasn't hard to completely throat the evil ginger but he quickly cupped the back of her head and fucked her mouth with little regard for her safety. He was oblivious as she raked her nails across his thighs and slightly closed her teeth on his cock.

"WATCH THOSE FUCKING TEETH BITCH!!" He slapped his cock on her face while cupping the underside of her chin intermittently shoving himself in her mouth. She slapped at his member while he grabbed a handful of her hair.

"MOTHERFUCKER!!"

"Do your fucking job whore; I-I don't give a FLYING FUCK if somebody comes in here and sees what we're doing. CAN YOU SAY THE SAME "WENDY?!!" This settled her down as she throated him again and allowed him to continue fucking her mouth.

"Y-you know that cop daddy of yours ran me and my boys out of town when I tried to press charges against his little slut daughter. YEAH, SUCK THAT FUCKING DICK RED!! Suck me the fuck off cunt!!" She began working her head back and forth in an attempt to finish him quickly as a web of saliva hung from her chin. It was quiet near the restrooms and she contemplated beating him to death but didn't know enough about the area to hide his body. She panicked as she heard some leaves crackling nearby.

"Wendy?" She panicked as she heard the little girl she'd been taking care of wandering near the restrooms. 

"Wendy; are you here?" She tried to dislodge the cock from her mouth but Derrick held fast to her hair until she scraped his balls. Red held a single finger over her lips as she backed away and looked outside to see the small kid standing in the middle of the walkway.

"WENDY?!!" The little girl sounded panicked having no idea that she was nearer than anyone suspected.

"Hey; everything's going to be okay. I'm just using the ladies room." She quickly ran out of the restroom and grabbed the scared little girl.

"But you were taking so long Wendy and I got worried that a monster got you." Her heart thumped hard in her chest as she hugged the little girl and made her promise to go back to the picnic tables. She promised to bring the girl a treat. When she returned to the abandoned restroom she found Derrick still waiting with his cock in hand.

"Yeah that's a good little bitch; I got a treat for you too." The scumbag had been listening.

"Motherfucker." She felt his fingers pinching her butt and slapped him but he simply smiled.

"Yeah I remember those little shorts you were wearing bitch; that fat white ass looked so fucking good that I had to cop a fucking feel!! You didn't have to hit me with a FUCKING BOTTLE!!" Red remembered the look of shock on his face right before the bottle exploded against his scalp.

"FUUUUCK YOU'RE GOOD!!" He quickly grabbed the back of her head forcing her face into his crotch as he came directly down her throat even humping her a few times before she was able to push him away. She retched and hocked a stream of cum onto the dirty piss soaked concrete floor of the rest room stall.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 09



"You won't tell; you'd better not tell on me." She warned wiping her lips with her forearm and began to stand up when he roughly turned her around and yanked her pants and panties down mid-thigh.

"I just wanted to see what got me ten stitches bitch; I should fuck you in the ass for that alone." She shot one of her hands out to avoid falling on the floor and threw an elbow at him. 

"You'd better not tell on me asshole." She warned again as she turned to the satisfied jerk pulling her pants up slowly while looking him in the eye. The threat was clear as day as he finally looked away uncomfortable under her gaze.

"Next time I see you I'm going to have a slice of that fat ass!"

"In your dreams you ginger fuck." He flipped her the bird as he backed out of the bathroom. Derrick was gone a few moments before she left the stall washing her face and mouth as best she could before running back to the picnic tables. She managed a fake smile as she joined Robert and the little girl with ice cream cones for both of them.

"Do you mind if we talk alone Wendy?" He finally asked as the little girl's parents returned to collect their daughter. The child had gifted her with a bouquet of dandelions and she carried them like a wedding bouquet as she took his arm and walked off to catcalls from some of the group members and a few preteens. They walked to the other end of the fairgrounds facing a dense wooded area. It was a long while before he spoke.

"So how are things going?" It wasn't the question she was expecting and if it were some other guy they'd already be trying to get into her pants.

"Uh, I'm doing better I guess." She found herself looking away when his piercing blue eyes focused on her own flawless green jewels.

"Are you?"

"What's that supposed to mean?" He'd caught her off guard and saw the spark just behind her eyes.

"There's no double meaning to my words Wendy; you seem to be running from something and I just wanted to give you some advice before you run even further." He watched the conflict in her face and put a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

"Oh yeah; and what's that Robert?"

"Stop-Stop running and deal with it Wendy; I want to see you embrace your responsibility for your situation. You're so tortured and full of doubt that it called out to me. I know it's hard when you've done something wrong to admit to it and accept the consequences, but I just wanted you to know that you can always call on the ministry. God really does love you Wendy." She'd started breaking down as he spoke and swiped his hand from her shoulder.

"Fuck you." He actually looked shocked as she started walking away getting five feet before collapsing into a sobbing mess. The young pastor ran over and gathered her up in his muscular arms as she bawled into his chest. He cradled her for a while running his fingers through her auburn hair.

"I-I'm sorry Robert; I'm a piece of shit." She confessed willing to do anything to stay in his arms and feel his comforting embrace.

"Look I'll make you a deal Wendy; but you have to do exactly as I say alright?" 

"Okay."

"Deal with whatever it is you've done and I'll show you a new way." Red didn't know exactly what he was talking about but it intrigued her. She wanted to learn more about this paragon of virtue. Her encounter with Derrick had left her drained and depressed but this new guy that was coming into her life represented so much more. 

"I want to ask you a question Robert; are you okay with that?" The caring expression on his handsome features made her knees buckle and she dipped finding him there to catch her. Part of her was torn wanting to kiss and make love to a man she'd barely known for half a day. She was sure that if she returned home that it would be the end for her. There was no way her father would front for her now that she'd committed a felony assault.

"What do you want to know?"

"Are you uh-are you married?" The resulting smile on his face made her insides warm and there was no denying that she wanted him. He took a few steps back putting his hands on his hips staring her down as his smile became a wide grin.

"Wendy come with me." He took her hand and began leading her off towards the wooded area she'd just come from.

"Where are we going?"

"I'm going to show you a new way; have faith Wendy." His answer was good enough for the troubled teen. They walked and talked mostly about religion as they traversed a wooded path stopping as approached a creek. He stood there silently talking in the ambient noises of the forest and the sound of the running water. Before she could question their purpose for visiting the area Robert began unbuttoning his shirt and quickly tossed it onto the grass. He followed this up by kicking off the cowboy boots he'd been wearing.

"Wh-What are you doing?" She couldn't help but stare at his well-defined pecks and covered her mouth as he undid his belt. He had a physique of a professional athlete looking much like he'd been cut from the finest marble as he got out of his pants and underwear. He stood nude in front of her for a few moments still smiling like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Come on Wendy." He suddenly ran and jumped into the creek splashing around to get used to the temperature. She couldn't believe her eyes and moments later she lost her own clothing standing timidly there for his inspection. He simply stood waist deep in the water staring at her taking in her own perfect figure which appeared sculpted and womanly. His deep blue eyes bored into her own green jewels. His gaze descended down past her torso and arms to her clean shaven sex and flaring hips. She had shapely toned legs and beautiful small feet; this girl was perfection incarnate.

"Well I-uh usually don't do things like this when I meet people Robert." She secretly knew that she'd done a lot worse in the past even sucking off a cute guy she'd met at the mall who worked at the photo mat. Melissa Reed a.k.a Red a.k.a Wendy was known for being a slut of the highest order amongst the social set at Maplewood High. Robert had no clue what kind of person she really was and the troubled girl with a past wasn't about to be forthcoming.

"Trust me." He said as she waded out to meet him only to be surprised as he splashed water all over her. She shrieked slapping water back onto him as he took her into his powerful arms. Everything about him made her feel like pretending to be the woman he thought she was and Red worried that he would find the truth.

"It's my turn to ask you a question Wendy."

"What is it you want to know?" He cupped her chin with one hand and the back of her head with the other as she looked up her mouth agape hoping for a kiss.

"Do you accept Christ as your lord and personal savior?" She blinked profusely feeling foolish as she instinctively responded with the answer she thought he wanted to hear.

"Yes."

Right there in that creek Melissa Reed was baptized. She was expecting more from him and beat herself up inside for thinking he was like other boys. He backed off and began swimming as they frolicked together innocently in their birthday suits. 

"I'm sorry Robert."

"For what?"

"Well I thought that we were going to "do other things" when we came down here; I feel like such an idiot." It was an honest admission of her pettiness and guilt for her own impure thoughts.

"Don't." He cupped her chin and kissed her softly on the lips nearly making her swoon as she pressed her body into his and felt his hand at the small of her back.

"We really should be getting back Wendy." He finally uttered after breaking their embrace and she was so enamored at this point that she simply nodded. They both dressed never taking their eyes off one another and he draped his arm around her as they walked back up the trail. Her thoughts went off to April and she wondered how she would take it when they broke up. There really was no place for the chubby lesbian now that she'd found a man that could change her life for the better. She pondered never returning to Maplewood again. Robert was an angel; her guardian angel appearing at a time when she needed him most.

"What took you two bitches so long?" Derrick flanked by two other guys she'd never seen before suddenly appeared standing in the wooded path blocking their way.

"I thought you guys chickened out and you know how we do it Bro!!" Robert replied glibly before shoving her roughly into Derrick's arms. She immediately attempted to shove him back but he snagged one of her arms.

"You think I'd lie to my cousin because you gave me a blow job slut?" He was already giggling as she looked around at their faces in shock.

"Robert what's-?!!" He was still smiling like he had when he met her earlier that morning.

"Pump it and Dump it Wendy or is that REALLY YOUR FUCKING NAME?!!" Something in his voice suddenly changed and the skin crawled on her arm where Derrick held her. She shrieked and snatched her hand back as the other two guys closed around her.

"This really the cunt that hit you in the head with that bottle man?" A slightly chubby looking teen asked as his friend roughly slapped Red on the ass. She quickly backhanded him before being grabbed by Robert.

"You're not very nice "Wendy" and that means we don't have to be nice to you either!! You're so fucking stupid coming down here looking for forgiveness!!" There was such hatred in his eyes and it threw her off.

"Robert?!!"

"RO-BERT [He mimicked her voice]?!!" Derrick and his associates started laughing as she looked around realizing she was trapped in the wooded area away from prying eyes the way they'd planned it.

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.



Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 10



Note: All characters in this story are of legal age. All of the characters are well over eighteen years of age.

I neither judge nor condone any of the heinous actions detailed in this chapter of MEAN GIRLS of MAPLEWOOD. That being said, I appreciate all comments on this story good and bad. Feedback feeds this tale of GIRLS GONE WILD and I would love to continue hearing from my audience.

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"SUCK THAT COCK SLUT!!" Wild gurgling sounds and rough coughing filled the wooded glen along with laughter and moans. Red was on her knees surrounded by four men with her mouth stretched to capacity by the thick heavily veined cock of a man she had initially thought was her savior. His ham like fist held most of the hair on her scalp in a tight ponytail as two of the others beat and rubbed their cocks on her face splashing bits of precum across the bridge of her nose. She had her eyes closed tightly as the column of meat repeatedly slammed into the back of her throat.

"OOOOOHHHH FAWK, THIS BITCH HAS SOME GOOD MOUTH PUSSY!!" Halfway through her ordeal Red had briefly considered biting Robert's cock clean off and making a run for it; but it seemed that the men had figured her out. Red had been stripped nude and forced into a kneeling position when Derrick unceremoniously punched her in the gut. She resolved to endure the onslaught of these pissed off Hicks refusing them the satisfaction of any visible signs of fear.

"Come on Rob; it's my turn with the pussy man." The whining guy's name was Pete and he'd mostly kept back content to watch the action but had become increasingly hot and bothered.

"Stop crying you little puss; there's more than one hole on this cum dumpster!!" The portly teen followed his friend's advice grabbing her rounded hips and shoving himself inside. It was likely that it was Pete's first time was he painfully collided with her urethra making her cry out around Robert's cock. She tried to wriggle her hips away to no avail as he continued pounding the hell out of her.

"Fuck man, I'm gonna cum already." He grunted trying to push even harder into the screaming girl. Derrick quickly shoved Pete back just as he was climaxing as the other guys laughed.

"HEY MAN WHAT THE FUCK?!!" The angry teen's ejaculate was all over his pants.

"Pete bro, you should be thanking me for doing you a solid; you want a baby with this skank?" The others continued laughing hysterically as Red quickly found herself with another mouthful of semen which she spit out onto the youth pastor's pants leg. He responded with a heavy slap across her right cheek and she reeled from the power of his muscular arms falling backward onto the grass. 

*****

The sheriff's home was surrounded by police cars and what appeared to be a C.S.I. mobile lab as Red pulled into the driveway. She slowly stepped out of her vehicle ignoring the deputies rushing up to greet her and walked into her home as easily as if she'd just returned home from school. Her living room was full of people who all froze at the sight of the slightly disheveled looking teen. Her father stood at the center of the room wide eyed with concern only for the slightest of moments before reverting back to the familiar snarl she knew all too well.

"Daddy; uh what's going on here?" She looked around nervously from one deputy face to the next clutching her hand to her chest.

"WHERE IN THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN MELISSA?!!" There was raw ragged emotion in his voice and she instantly recognized the sound of worry and anxiousness from her father. In all the world these two, father and daughter knew each other all too well. He was steel hard and barrel chested with an attitude that extended to the next county and she was his only child who eclipsed him in every way that mattered. Melissa Reed had been raised to be a winner since day one and groomed to be a leader amongst her peers and today would be no different.

"Things were getting a little serious so I stayed the night at an Inn across the state line." Her explanation came so plain and matter of fact simple that most of the people in the room looked dumbfounded.

"Last night you were accused of battery and assault by the mother of that fat girl you like to uh, hang out with Red. What do you have to say to that?" He was at his wits end after a night of drinking and worry.

"It's true that we got into a scuffle and I had to defend myself daddy; so I understand that you probably have to take me to jail now." She offered her wrists waiting for cuffs to be snapped on and shocking everyone even more. Red was not known to be the most cooperative of people usually flaunting her father's status as the town sheriff when faced with situations where she would have faced imminent incarceration.

"You feeling okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine daddy; I just want to get this over with so that I can get on with my life." She had a non-committal demeanor and blank expression on her pretty face. There was something a little off about her in the sheriff's eyes and he wanted to get to the bottom of things but not in front of an audience.

"Everybody head on back to the station; I'll be along shortly." There was some grumbling as the other deputies filed out and he had to sign a few forms regarding overtime and personnel used in the immediate search for his daughter.

"What in the hell is wrong with you Melissa; don't give me any of that bullshit you spread around with the folks outside this house either." She looked into his eyes for a few seconds before her façade melted away and tears ran down her cheeks. He knew that he should go to her and support his only child but that's not the way things worked in their family. They were both made out of stone and as tough as steel. Weakness was not an option in their lives and right at that moment she was betraying that mantra.

"Just give me a moment, I'll be fine in no time." Seconds later her face resumed its stoic appearance as she sat on the couch.

"You could've called."

"Yeah I know but I just didn't daddy; shit got real and I needed some time to think things out. How bad is it anyway?" He felt more comfortable with his daughter behaving as he'd already known her.

"Well maybe not as bad as you obviously thought Red; you sure beat the holy hell out of that girl's mother and even though that makes everything look bad we still got some options and a little wiggle room if we get out in front of this." He scratched his red hair as he recalled the legal advice he'd received from the family lawyer.

"Sure, but I understand if I have to go to jail daddy."

"Stop talking like that Red; now the lawyer says that we could probably get a little something going with the "gay" angle to this whole thing. Says that painting that fat girl's mom as some kind of bigot might help our case if it gets that far. I offered her some compensation for her troubles and payment of her hospital bills but she hasn't got back to me yet on that." He watched as his daughter sat silently processing everything he'd told her.

"The "gay" angle daddy; what the fuck is that all about?"

"Well I uh, know about what you were doing at that house and I ain't judging right now and all. Maybe we can use your mistake to help us out of a situation is all I'm saying Melissa." He usually used her name when he was proposing something that he knew she would hate.

"But I'm not gay."

"What the fuck are you talking about Melissa; it is my intimate understanding that you were caught FUCKING THE SNOT OUT OF THAT FAT ASS BLONDE KID!!"

"Yeah, but I'm not gay daddy."

"FUCKING ANOTHER GIRL IS FUCKING GAY MELISSA!!"

"We were experimenting daddy; I can assure you that I'm not a homosexual. That's against the bible and shit right daddy?" The big, bury sheriff of Maplewood face-palmed as his daughter sat there casually explaining away her apparent meltdown over the last twenty-four hours.

"WELL YOUR "EXPERIMENT" COULD COST US THE FUCKING HOUSE MELISSA!! THE LAWYER SAYS YOU'RE GAY THEN THAT MEANS YOU ARE FUCKING GAY FOR AS LONG AS IT TAKES FOR THIS TO GO AWAY!!"

"Sure whatever you say daddy, don't have a fucking cow alright?" Her casual demeanor was throwing him for a loop as he undid his belt yanking it from his slacks.

"Yeah I got it little girl; you know I gotta give you something for all the trouble you've been causing so assume the position." Red didn't move knowing full well what punishment was about to be meted out and sat staring straight ahead hoping he would just go away.

"Don't make me ask again." He watched unfazed as his daughter sneered and slammed her fist into the arm of the couch before standing and bending over. Red stared off towards the kitchen as she heard his belt being unbuckled and clenched her teeth.

"Dad, I uh-AAAARRRGHHHH FAAAWK!!" The thick heavy belt sliced into the wide expanse of her bubble butt. He followed up his initial strike with several others knowing full well that his tough daughter would not cry out. The leggings she'd been wearing offered no protection from her father's corporal punishment as the belt continually cut the air with a slight whistle as it collided with her rear. The ringing of the house phone cut her whipping short as he went to answer it. Red knelt facing the back of the couch as she gathered herself emotionally. There was no way her father could have known of the pain she was already suffering and she would have it no other way.

"I have to get a move on Melissa; work's piling up at the station. I'll probably be back near morning and you're grounded of course." That was as much of an apology as she was going to get from her stern, emotionally distant father.

"Sure what ever you say daddy." She replied without a hint of emotion as she fought back tears. 

Sheriff Reed didn't know what to make of his daughters' behavior as he quietly left the house intent on using his clout to quell any inquiries as to why Red wouldn't be spending a night in jail right away. He sat in his patrol car weighing his actions and wondering if he should have dug further into her actions over the last twenty-four hours instead of beating the troubled girl. His mind wandered back to a time when he had faltered and how his young daughter had given him tough love on that singular occasion. As he pulled off he pushed his actions out of his mind sure that everything would work out somehow.

Back in the house, Red gently pushed open the door to her spacious bathroom and began running water into the partially swallow tub. She began wearily removing the form fitting shirt she'd been wearing revealing a chest that had been reddened and marked up with scratches, slight bruises and a handprint on one of her breasts. The steaming water began filling up the tub as she struggled through the pain to pull the leggings she'd been wearing down her shapely legs. The crotch of the faux pants was stained with dirt, semen and blood. She tossed the filthy clothing in a heap against the wall and stepped into the tub staring at the adjacent wall for a long while before kneeling. The steaming water was hot enough to damage her flawless alabaster skin but she had no reaction to it as she remained lost in thought. The water soon became discolored as blood, semen and other fluids seeped out of her sex. Red rubbed a goose egg of a lump near the base of her skull. She counted her blessings that her long auburn hair hid the bruise from her father.

*****

"FUCKING BITCH AAAAAWWWRRGHHH!!" She'd punched him in the balls with a solid closed fist just like her father had trained her in her youth and began running toward the fair grounds completely nude when she was taken down. The blow had been powerful enough to rob her of consciousness as everything went black. Searing pain had returned clarity and vision to her eyes along with a stabbing pain in her backdoor as she awoke screaming. 

Derrick was fucking her in the ass...raw.

"WHAT I TELL YOU CUNT; COME ON SLUT TELL ME WHAT I DONE TOLD YOU LAST TIME I SAW YOU?!!" She remembered his words about fucking her in the ass and chafed at the fact that they were unfortunately prophetic. Red could feel every inch of him in her bowels and knew she was bleeding profusely. She could hear the heavy breathing and constant chatter of the others as well as a wet squelching sound she knew was emanating from her ass.

"Fuck you."

"WHAT WAS THAT WENDY; I DID NOT HEAR YOU RIGHT!!" He emphasized his words with several extremely hard strokes that made her scream in spite of herself.

"I'm going to kill you." She'd muttered the threat barely louder than a whisper and received a heavy kick to the side of her head for her efforts. Her dirt encrusted hair obscured her face as she looked out of the corner of her eye finding the culprit to be none other than Robert.

Robert the handsome youth pastor and her own personal savior. He'd found her and convinced her to follow him based on his soft words and angelic features. Melissa Reed weary of her own evil actions and responsibility had been ready to die; but he'd saved her from herself. Robert's silver tongue and fatherly manner of speaking convinced her that there might be a little bit of redemption for somebody like her in the world. She was ready to give herself to him but he declined her wares asking her to believe in something greater; something bigger than herself. Melissa Reed a.k.a Red a.k.a Wendy really wanted to believe that there was something out there for her.

"I DO BELIEVE THAT I TOLD YOU I WAS GOING TO HAVE ME A SLICE OF THIS FAT BUBBLE ASS OF YOURS THE VERY NEXT TIME WE MET...guess what bitch; it's that next time!!" Derrick snorted and continued fucking the prone girl in the wooded area while his cousin and friends watched. She noticed that Robert was watching with more than a vested interest as he masturbated furiously.

*****

Red sat in the living room with an open bottle of gin on the table and a bag of weed. She wrapped her battered figure in a plush terry cloth robe and was channel surfing looking for nothing in particular. Her face was wet from crying as she rolled a joint and popped a morning after pill. She washed it down with a swig of alcohol and lit her blunt. Red had taken two long drags on the joint when her doorbell rang. The girl froze in place staring at the door not knowing what would lie in wait on the other side. Two more ringing's of the bell occurred followed by some frenzied knocking. Her gaze immediately shot to a cabinet at the end of the corridor adjacent to the home's bedrooms. She quickly ran down the hallway as the knocking continued and increased in frequency. Red snagged the spare keys hidden behind the cabinet and unlocked her father's weapons cache. Sheriff Reed had enough fire power inside the house to hold off a swat team and Red was no stranger to these weapons as she pulled down a double barreled shot gun.

She trembled slightly as she loaded rounds into the barrels and cocked the weapon. With the gun tucked snuggly into her shoulder Red cautiously approached her front door and leveled the barrel at the peep hole.

"WHO WANTS TO FUCKING DIE?!!" Her Valkyrie cry rendered the knocking void and there was silence for a few seconds.

"Melissa? It's me; April." The chubby girl's simple heartfelt answer caused a surge of emotion to well up in Red's chest as she quickly opened the door. April stood outside the screen door breathing heavily taking immediate notice of her lover's appearance.

"What happened to you baby; did your dad do this to you?" The shot gun dropped from her fingers with a heavy thud to the hard wood floor. April clasped her hands to her bosom unsure of what to say or do next.

"What kind of a man would beat his daughter like this? I don't understand Melissa; please make me understand." She was disturbed as her lover stood in the door way staring at her like she was a ghost.

"Baby, open the screen door." Red didn't move or utter a word.

"Baby?" April could see that her lover was in some sort of shock and began trying the latch on the screen door finding it locked. April noticed that Red flinched when she tugged at the handle and this fueled her anxiety and propelled her into a panic attack.

*****

She screamed as her long legs were forcibly pulled nearly adjacent with her ears by the two teens that had accompanied Derrick and Robert into the woods to assault her. Her body was pinned under the self-proclaimed youth pastor who had his hands around her throat while he fucked her ass roughly. He was another person, some kind of deranged lunatic who got off on her pain. He'd made some excuses blaming his actions on her previous encounter with his cousin Derrick; but she recognized the excited look in his eyes. She could feel the steel hard length of his cock invading her bowels relentlessly spurred on by her apparent helplessness. Red had no doubt that she could take either of the four men one on one but they'd overwhelmed her with their sheer numbers making her their plaything for however long they wanted her.

"DUDE YOU ARE WRECKING HER SOMETHING FIERCE; THEY AINT GONNA BE NOTHING LEFT!!" One of the teens was complaining.

"I DIDN'T USE HER DISGUSTING COOTER; YOU CAN HAVE THAT BOYS!!" The sound of his voice and his inert rage caused tremors to run through her body.

"LOOK DERRICK; SHE'S CUMMING-THE BITCH IS CUMMING ON ROBERT'S COCK MAN!!" Pete was jumping around excited by what he witnessed before Derrick kicked him square in the ass. The boys tumbled a little freeing her left leg which she used to kick Robert in the back. At first he seemed impervious to the blows to the small of his back before snagging her leg and sinking his teeth into her calve.

"I hate you motherfucker." Her body squirmed and twisted under him as her cunt tightened up into a vice around his member.

"OOOOHHHH FUCK DERRICK; I'M CUMMING!!" Robert yelled and collapsed on top of Red. His thick arms were wrapped around her torso pinning her own arms to her sides as he exploded inside her. The sweaty, disheveled youth pastor ran the flat of his tongue along her cheek as he humped out the rest of his orgasm. All of the strength seemed to leave his body as his dead weight nearly suffocated her.

"Awww aint that just about the cutest thing you ever saw Pete; hey Rob when's the wedding huh?" Derrick teased his spent cousin as the others laughed. Red did her best to push the muscular man off of her body succeeding only in rousing him.

"Cunt." He raised himself into a push-up position and spit in her face.

"Fuh-FUUUCK YOU!!" Red heard herself scream before everything went black for a few seconds. Somebody had struck her but it didn't matter at this point because Red knew there was little chance she was leaving that wooded area alive. Somewhere in the back of her mind there was a darkness and in that void a face. There was somebody there with her that she was all too familiar with. She recalled the vacant look in her former best friend's face as she sat leaning against the dirty shower walls of the boy's restroom. The attractive brunette was unable to move after being ravished in a violent, relentless gangbang. 

She didn't have anything left having been reduced to a hollow shell and simply looked up at her friend seeing nothing until she was kicked in the face. Leslie lay flat on her back potentially dead to the world for all she knew. Red hadn't bothered to check whether she was breathing or not.

"Gather round boys; we need to do this thing right." Through the haze of her mind she could here Robert talking.

"I'm not doing her Rob; this is just wrong." The fourth guy spoke up finally sounding disgusted at what had occurred.

"Yeah but you've done plenty to other girls so don't get any ideas about flapping your gums." The heat in Derrick's voice was clear and there were a few moments of silence that followed. There was some muffled talking as she fought her way back to consciousness.




Mean Girls of Maplewood Ch. 10



"Dear lord we humbly ask that you take this harlot; this whore of Babylon under your righteous wing and deliver unto her a just judgment for her willful, evil ways. Lord this pitiful woman has been tenderized and run through the gauntlet of holy punishment. Take this filthy slut and do unto her as you will Lord." Her breaths came in short gasps as two of the men picked her up by the arms and started dragging her deeper into the woods. She could just make out the sound of Robert humming some hymnal. 

He was truly insane; this beautiful man with his handsome face and blonde hair. He was a monster for all intents and purposes. Red felt herself being stood up on her feet and two hands cupping her cheeks.

"Go find your forgiveness on the other side Wendy." His voice cracked and sounded contrite.

Suddenly she found herself flying through the air in a tumble as gravity all but disappeared. Her body impacted the cold water of the creek as she lay face down slowly sinking under the surface. She was going to drown out there in the middle of the woods. No one would ever know what happened to her and no one would care.

*****

"Come on Melissa; just talk to me baby. I love you so much and I just want to come inside." April let go of the door raising her hands in a non-threatening stance. Red stood in front of her starring out into space on the other side of the screen door.

"Do you want me to call your father baby?" The auburn haired teen responded by shaking her head vigorously in the negative.

"Okay, okay Melissa...do you want to talk about it?" Red continued shaking her head and visibly panting.

There was something knotted up inside the girl and April had no clue what it was. She'd quickly dressed and run into the night figuring that her lover had gone home. The short, chubby blonde had taken her own safety into her hands by hitchhiking to the stop near Red's ranch style home. She'd used her huge breasts as payment letting an elderly truck driver fondle her unto she was able to extricate herself from him and run off. April hadn't expected to find Red in such a state and it shocked her to the core of her being. The world truly seemed to be turning on its head.

"Baby you know that I'm not going to hurt you; Melissa you're one of the strongest people I know and whatever happen, whoever hurt you is going to be real fucking sorry baby. You're one mean bitch Melissa, remember when you made me get naked and sit on that fucking janitor's cone?" April didn't know what she was doing but decided to gamble on reminding her lover of her identity.

"Yeah you were so fucking mad that day; you scared me so much that I thought I was dead baby. You beat my ass so many times I can't even count but I'm still here Melissa. I still want you so much and I know I can help you!"

"Help-me?" She blinked and appeared to be looking directly at April.

"Yeah, I'll help you through this shit...you know how we do it Melissa. You've just-just got to let me inside baby. I'm going to have to call your daddy if you don't let me inside and then he's going to see -EVVERYTHING!!" April never intended to coerce the traumatized woman but she was getting antsy. Red began visibly gasping and backed away from the door stumbling down the corridor.

"RED, DON'T BE A FUCKING PUSSY!!"

Her words struck a chord inside Red's mind sending her back to her own words used to jolt her father back from a dark place. She remembered herself finally and knew what she was...something nasty and mean, something unmistakably undeniably "Alpha".

*****

Derrick took a long drag on the joint he'd been smoking as he leaned against the railing overlooking the wooded area where he'd finally gained a measure of revenge. The sense of closure and triumph was like a drug taking him on a natural high. The homely ginger had fucked Red several times in all three of her openings degrading her beyond belief before he'd kicked the struggling teen in the back of the head with his hiking boot. His buddy Pete along with his cousin Robert had formed a circle around the half conscious girl and relieved themselves on her prone body. He remembered watching her flirting and dancing with Brad Tucker bouncing and twerking her bubble butt all over the clueless jock's crotch. The newly minted couple had disappeared with Red returning alone a short while later.

The clueless teen had taken this as a sign from above sauntering over while Red laughed with friends about leaving Brad stranded in the woods. Chalk it up to bad judgment but the cocky ginger lost his composure as he approached Red and found himself palming her rounded butt. The sight of her milky cheeks laughably contained in the denim material had him ready to jizz his pants. He'd cupped the underside of her right cheek kneading it softly as she looked over her shoulder smiling. What followed plagued him night after night as her smiling features darkened while her fist grabbed a handful of his t-shirt. It seemed like slow motion as the beer bottle collided with his scalp shattering into thousands of fragments. Fortunately some guys had snared the wild redhead before she could put her cowboy boots to him as he rolled on the floor in agony. Sometime later Derrick would find that his hearing in one ear was irreparably damaged. Quite simply speaking he'd never be the same again.

But it had worked out quite nicely as he realized a dream of vengeance from that time and no one would be the wiser because they'd dumped the body. Robert told him that even if she was found it would probably be chalked up to a suicide. He talked about how disturbed she seemed and that she was in trouble with the law. They'd assaulted and fucked every hole, every orifice in her body that you could get a cock into with feral abandon. Nobody had really thought things through before trapping the disturbed redhead in the woods, but Derrick was sated and content.

"Robert was so right when he said the lord does work in mysterious ways." He finished the last of the joint and tossed the roach over the railing. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and strolled over to the tent to pack up. The youth ministry run by his cousin was relocating to the next town over. Robert seemed a little shaky after the assault and wanted to pull up stakes as soon as possible. He was walking across the parking lot when he noticed Robert sitting on the adjacent picnic tables facing away from him. He appeared to be taking to someone and a smile crossed his thin lips knowing that his cousin was probably talking to a female. Derrick altered his path to get a better look at his cousin's new victim knowing full well that if he screwed things up he would pummeled. His eyes nearly popped out of his head when he caught sight of the massive breasts on this chubby little blonde that the youth minister appeared to be lecturing.

Derrick usually didn't go for the chubby type but this girl appeared to be one in a million with absolutely huge tits that made her tubby body an afterthought. She had this weird childish looking round face that was framed by oily looking blonde hair that made her appear as some type of demented cabbage patch doll. She was wearing a sort of white tube top dress with this flower print on it and the spaghetti straps at her thick shoulders did nothing to contain her bounty. He couldn't take his eyes off of her cleavage a single straight line that ran deep into the elastic band of her frock. There was entirely too much meat on display for him not to make his presence known.

"Oh look who's here Robert; friend of yours?" Her voice was slightly grating and she appeared to be intoxicated. He noticed that she was in possession of a filled paper bag wondering what she was drinking.

"Well actually he's my cousin Derrick and he has some chores to do." Robert was attempting to lead the conversation before it started shooting his cousin a threatening glance. He had been known to lose his temper with explosive results and Derrick wanted nothing to do with that.

"Aaaaawww, that's so sad because we're having a party; you sure you have to go Derrick?" She was definitely three sheets to the wind and it looked like Robert was going to be having a good time once Derrick was gone. The lanky ginger was pissed knowing that his good looking cousin would throw Red in his face if he tried to horn in on his action. 

"Yeah well Rob's right, I have to go get things packed up."

"YOU GOING ON A TRIP DERRICK?!!" She suddenly blurted out as his eyes dipped into her jiggly cleavage openly.

"Yeah well we're going on to the next town so I have a lot of work to do."

"I'LL DRIVE YOU DERRICK!!" She seemed interested in him as well as his cousin and he was reluctant to leave.

"Now you know it's against the law to drive under the influence of alcohol." Robert gave her his trademark easy smile designed to put the girl at ease. She wouldn't know what hit her until he was pounding her into submission with his cock and fists.

"So what who's gonna tell Robert?"

"I think you know what I'm saying is right; now we don't want to hurt anybody do we? It's just that you seem so-"troubled" and I want to help you out of what could be a bad decision. Pardon my candor please but it seems like you're running away-Is that what's going on with you ma'am?" Derrick couldn't help but admire his cousin's silver tongue when it came to talking to women. He watched as the voluptuous fat girl began to tear up and finally sob. Robert cautiously slipped an arm around her shoulders consoling the distraught girl.

"I-I'm sorry Robert; I don't want to hurt anybody." She sounded like a kid and buried her chin in her chest as her mascara ran down her chin.

"Look why don't you let me have those keys and we can get you some coffee. I'll drive you home if you want alright?" He knew that once he got his hands on her keys she would be under his complete control.

"Can Derrick come too Robert?" 

"No because he has a lot of work to do; isn't that right Derrick?" Robert's threat was clear, he hid his violent tendencies from the public. 

"Yeah sorry gotta go." He began reluctantly trudging off across the parking lot when the chubby little blonde quickly ran up to him snaring his arm.

"Nuh-oooooohh Derrick; you have to come too so that we can all be friends together okaaay?" He did a double take looking down at the massive cleavage that was sandwiching his bicep. His cock immediately sprang to attention at the amazing site and he looked over finding his cousin smirking.

"Well uh, okay."

"YAAAAY YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!!" Once again he did a double take feeling that the situation was all too easy. The short, bubbly blonde led him back to his cousin snagging his muscular bicep in the process. 

"Holy shit man; where'd you find this one man?" It was clear that the intoxicated teen was looking for a little more from both of the guys and Derrick felt no need to continue with pretenses. 

"She was just sitting here like she was fucking waiting for me man!" Robert laughed as his cousin helped himself to a handful of her huge right tit. Derrick could tell that she wasn't wearing a bra under the rayon material and her nipple was hard.

"I can't believe this fucking shit man!!" Derrick was glib as he watched Robert completely abandon his "good guy" routine and actually fish out her left breast. Both guy's eyes widened at the sight of her nude tit with its large cookie sized areola and small strawberry colored nipple. She continued smiling and looking from Derrick to Robert's faces with a weird crooked smile on her face.

"WAIT, WAIT GUYS!!" She suddenly slapped their hands away from her chest and began stuffing her breasts back into her dress.

"Shit; I knew she was a fucking tease!" Derrick immediately lost it and started to rage as Robert quickly grabbed her plump bicep.

"NOOOOO; WAIT UP JUST A MINUTE-we haven't had a drink yet!!" She raised her bottle showing it to the cousins. 

"Huh?"

"Well yeah, don't you boys wanna have a good fucking time huh?" She poured some of the liquor onto the wide expanse of her cleavage once again capturing their attention as she turned and walked back towards the picnic tables adjacent to the parking lot. She actually raised her dress a bit revealing that she wasn't wearing any panties. Her chunky butt stared back at the excited cousins' hard tan lines and all.

"Cheers boys." She sat on top of the wooden table with her feet resting on the seat portion of the picnic table. She slowly spread her legs tugging at her frock exposing her shaved sex. Derrick placed a hand under her dress on her naked thigh as she leaned forward kissing Robert with a kind of sexual savagery. Derrick yanked her dress down snapping the spaghetti straps at her shoulders and taking a nipple into his mouth. She cupped the underside of his chin and poured some of the liquor from her bottle along her breast in to his hungry mouth and making him cough out loud. Before he could react she pinched his nose making him gasp and pouring more liquor down his throat.

"FUCK MAN!!" Derrick doubled over coughing up some of the harsh liquor as Robert laughed before making out with the chubby blonde in a torrid display. This kind of warmth seemed to engulf his body as he gathered himself angrily turning to find Robert fondling her breasts while taking a deep drink from the bottle. She snatched the bottle from him setting it on the table as she went to work on his fly drawing it down.

"Buh-Bro...some-thing's wrong; I feel fuh-fucking funny." His vision was becoming blurred and he was having troubled standing. A slight vibration was building just under his skin and he was nauseous as he collapsed to one knee.

"Can't handle your liquor huh?" She taunted in a monotone voice as Robert obliviously laughed at his cousin for being drunk. 

"Hey you uh; never told me your name babe." He was beginning to feel the effects of the spiked liquor as his vision blurred. She leaned forward watching; resting her elbows on her knees observing him as he lost control of his bodily functions wetting himself. He began retching violently as vomit spewed from his mouth. He forced himself towards her intent on beating the half nude enchantress to death before he lost consciousness.

"My name is Wendy motherfucker." 

April snatched the bottle up and smashed it spectacularly over his head. Blood began to flow from his scalp altering the color of his natural blonde hair as he tumbled onto the concrete in a heap.

Darkness took Robert Lane, youth pastor and serial rapist. His cousin Derrick heard the sound of the baseball bat slicing through the air reacting too slowly to stop it from impacting against his head.

******

To be continued.

The Reign of Terror will continue in Maplewood.