Damian is hard to please.

Natalie starts gently squeezing and fondling Damian's cock. It's thick and meaty, though not especially long. But then, it's not really hard yet.

"So...what do you like?" she asks him. {if Sluttery > 19}She'd think about starting with a blowjob, if it weren't for Faith's stupid rules. That usually worked. But then, rules are rules{else}She's nervous - she's never been in a competition like this before{if Virgin=True}. Or anything like this before..{endif}{endif}.

"I like girls who know what they're doing," Damian says with a little sneer. Natalie {if Sluttery > 19}rolls her eyes. Great. Someone out to impress.{else}swallows nervously.{endif} Glancing across the table, she sees Faith has wrapped one arm around Chad's shoulders and scooted closer to him, pressing her chest into his as she jerks him aggressively with her other hand. That seems a bit like cheating, but then, surely two can play at that game? She leans in close to Damian, awkwardly trying to crush her breasts against his arm, as she continues to jerk him. He's starting to get hard as she strokes his shaft, but slowly - too slowly.

Damian snickers. "What, is this all you got? Mindlessly jerking and...whatever this weird rubbing thing you're doing is? Good luck. Faith's got Chad wrapped around her finger so tight, you probably only have a few seconds." He reaches up and {if Slut_Clothes=True}slips a hand into her tank top and below her bra, roughly fondling her tit and pinching her nipple, making Nat gasp{elseif Prude_Clothes=True}roughly gropes her through her shirt, undoing a couple of buttons before she pulls back{elseif Normal_Clothes=True}runs his hand over her breast, kneading and squeezing her through her tee shirt{endif}. "May as well forfeit and suck on it. All your mouth and tongue're good for, anyway."

Nat bites her lip nervously. His cock is still...worryingly flaccid, only half-hard, in her hand. "I can do this," she mutters to herself as she starts to yank on his shaft more vigorously.

"Oh, I really doubt that," Damian comments snidely. "Look at Faith...now there's a girl who knows how to work a cock. This is, frankly, kind of pathetic." He's not even looking at her, he's staring across the table at Faith. Following his gaze, Nat sees that Faith's fully straddling Chad's thigh now as she jerks him. That's _definitely _cheating! But she makes the rules...

Damian's still not fully hard, though he's most of the way there. "Come on," Nat mutters to him, slightly desperately. "What...what am I doing wrong?"

"Eh." He shrugs, leaning back and watching her critically. "I don't know if there's any one thing you're doing wrong. It's just...you. You're wrong. Not doin' it for me."

"Isn't there anything else I could do?!"

"Aww, the new girl looks like she might cry," Zoe coos, turning the camera on her. Nat blinks back her tears, trying to be stoic. She will not let these rich bitches get to her.

"This is really kinda sad," Damian says with a laugh. "It's ok, Natalie. You don't really need technique. I mean, you're body's fuckable enough. You can just give guys a hole and let them take it from there. Be a good cumdump, that's plenty for most people!" He pinches her nipple {if Slut_Clothes=false}through her clothes {endif}and Natalie lets out a {if Sluttery > 29}moan as she feels her cunt moisten slightly{else}shocked gasp{endif}.

"Oh, fuck!" There's a cry from across the table, and Zoe turns the camera quickly. Natalie's heart sinks.

"Looks like we have a wiiiiiiiiinneeeeeer!" she cheers. Faith grins wickedly, gasping slightly as she rides Chad's bucking thigh. In her hand, his cock spasms, thick white spunk spurting out to cover her hand. "I knew no one could top my girl Faith!"

"Mmmm. That's right. A real woman knows what she's doing. She's more than just a fuckhole," Faith says. She leans in and gives Chad a passionate kiss, rolling her hips slightly on him as she does. "Thanks, baby." Standing up, the Korean girl walks around the table to Nat. Natalie swallows, dropping her eyes to the floor as she {if Sluttery >35}instinctively continues to jerk Damian's cock{else}releases Damian's cock{endif}. "As for you. This better be a lesson for you, slut. Don't challenge your betters or next time? It won't just be a faceful of cum you haven to deal with." Nat feels Damian stand next to her,{if Sluttery >35} pulling his cock from her hand,{endif} and hears him begin to jerk himself off. Faith grabs her by the hair, sending a dull pain across Natalie's scalp as she pulls her head back, and smears the cum on her hand across Nat's face.

Natalie gasps. The cum tingles where it touches her skin, sending faint waves of pleasure through her. Faith continues wiping her hand off, not pausing until she's deliberately coated Natalie's face. "That's better," the girl sneers. "Now you look like the slut {if Slut_Clothes=True}you're dressed as{else}you're destined to become{endif}."

{if Ricky > 20}"I don't think that she's necessarily a slut," Ricky says mildly. "I mean, come on, she wasn't able to get Damian off..."

"Shut up, Ricky," Irina says with a groan. "Just because she batted her eyes at you doesn't mean you have to be her like, white knight."

"I'm just saying."

{endif}"Well, she may not know how to work a cock but I imagine her mouth still works," Damian declares. "C'mon, slut, make up for your shitty showing."

"Wha - ooomph!" Natalie's eyes widen as she turns toward him and he takes advantage of her partially open mouth to slide his now-erect cock between her lips. She gags slightly as it hits the back of her mouth{if Virgin=True} and she realizes she's about to get her first proper mouthful of cum{endif}. Damian's clearly close, and he pumps in and out of her mouth steadily. Natalie's eyes water, and she sputters and chokes slightly on his thick dick, but she does her best to open her mouth wide and let him slide over her tongue. She did fail him, after all. It's only polite to let him get off somehow...

Damian groans and she feels his thick cock twitch against her tongue. "There, slut. Swallow it all!" She does her best to obey, though she {if Virgin=True}nearly retches{else}wrinkles her nose{endif} at the bitter, salty taste. There are tears standing in her eyes by the time he's done, and she dutifully swallows the hot, sticky substance. The sensation of it sliding wetly down her throat and into her belly makes her loins tingle, though the humiliation of still having Chad's cum on her face, too, cuts through the arousal like a knife. Zoe's phone is right up in her face.

"So whattaya say, Natalie?" she asks, grinning.

"I...I'm sorry," Natalie gasps, slightly hoarse.

"That's right, girls! Don't step to Faith here, because she is the queen of classy cockwork!" Zoe gives her audience a little wink, and Faith gives them a wave, then she signs off with a giggle. Damian sits back down, flaccid cock still hanging out of his pants, and the conversation moves on. They completely ignore Natalie.

She sits there for the rest of lunch in shock, trying to gather her wits. She can't believe she was stupid enough to get into a handjob competition like that...and she can't believe she lost. And everyone saw. {if Sluttery > 30}And she kind of wants more cum, now...{endif}

The bell jerks her out of her reverie. The others are getting up and leaving all around her, pointedly paying no attention to her. Guess I won't be...a part of this friend group... As he stands to go, Ricky pauses.

"Er...you want a napkin?" he asks awkwardly.

"What?" she asks, dazed.

"A napkin? You've still...got cum on your face."

"Oh. Oh." She blushes scarlet. "Uh. Yes. Thank you."

He nods and hands her one, and Natalie slowly wipes the cum off her face. "Sorry...about Faith. She's not so bad, really. But she takes challenges seriously."

Natalie looks down at her lap, ashamed. "Yeah. I...got that."

"Don't feel bad about Damian, he's, like really hard to make cum," Ricky tells her earnestly. "And some girls just aren't handjob girls! I'm sure your pussy and ass are great. And Damian finished in your mouth pretty quick. So you know...don't feel bad!"

"Thanks," she says, blushing slightly. She almost wishes he wouldn't be so nice to her. It feels like he's just being extra kind, now.

"Anyway. I'll...see you in Chem?"

"Yeah," she says softly. He nods, shuffles awkwardly for a second, then leaves. Natalie takes a few moments to gather her things, then heads out of the cafeteria.

Damian has stayed behind too, pulling a blackbanded girl into the corner where he's roughly fucking her throat. "Hey, Nat! What's that sound?" He pauses theatrically for a moment, thrusting hard. The girl's wet gagging sounds loud in the empty room. "Oh that's right! It's just like you, a few minutes ago!"

His laughter follows her out of the cafeteria as she hurries away, the gak-gak-gak of the slut's **** echoing behind her.