Having my cake and sharing it too

Throughout my next class I couldn't stop thinking about Julia and her body, tuning out my stupid teacher's stupid lecture about whatever the fuck. That round ass, her sleek long legs, those cute tits that fit just perfect in my hands. Perky nose with a blushed pink tip to match the cheeks and glossed lips, chestnut brown eyes with silver shadow and thick mascara, eyeliner stretched wide and slightly upwards to match the angles of her curved brows. Even her mouth was special with no notable gag reflex while I was poking and prodding my way around the warm, wet hole. If I wasn't going to see her again soon, I might've had to go home for lunch and rub one out to the nasty thoughts running though my head.

Despite groping her just like everyone else in my friend group, I managed to weasel my way into lunch with Julia, practically alone since everyone besides her wanted to be somewhere other than the library. I shared that sentiment, but I figured to be my best chance at two things: duping Julia into trusting me and abusing that trust, and at the same time gaining favor with my real friends by messing with her on a psychological level.

I texted in our group chat about my lunch plans with Julia, and asked for their input on what I should be doing. They were expectedly dirty, and it was making me hard just reading along with the thread.

"Pound that loser's pussy!"

"Strip her naked and put her up against the windows!"

"Blast all over her stupid fucking face!"

"Ooh, if you're doing that I want it. We can make it a bukkake."

"Get her in trouble, something risque. Maybe she'll be **** to miss next weeks game."

"Finger her asshole, bet that shits tighter than Fort fucking Knox. "

All great ideas in time, but for now I think I had to take things a little bit slower. I told them that I would let them know how things went and send them pictures when I could. The ring of the lunch bell signaled it was time, so I walked in the direction Julia headed off earlier, hoping to catch a glimpse of the bullied teen making her way to the library. Following behind the eighteen year-old and her jiggling ass I snapped a few pics of it and sent them in my group chat, to the cheers and suggestive emojis of my popular friends.

I took a moment in the bathroom before joining Julia, too busy browsing the shelves to notice someone else was in here. A little water to spruce up my hair, some deodorant to mask my pits, a few too many strokes of my cock. Phone in hand, I walked out of the bathroom and embarked on my devious journey. Taking a seat at the reading chairs I waited for Julia to show up, flicking through her Instagram to get myself going. When she finally noticed me I could tell she was surprised, hoping I'd forgotten about our meetup, her eyes telling me she thought of running away. With one way in and out of the library, the brunette cutie resigned to her fate and sat in the seat next to me.

"Hey you, it's been a minute."

Julia still didn't seem too excited to be here with me, avoiding eye contact and ever so softly answering me back. "Hey." She wasn't much for words at the moment, but with my charm and the implicit horniness of my fellow hormonal teen I was able to break her down a bit. 15 minutes later, we were cracking jokes and going back and forth not so subtly flirting. Excusing herself for a quick trip to the bathroom, I followed her up to the second-floor restroom, hanging out around the corner waiting for her to step out. When she did, my hand burst out and wrapped around her mouth, pulling my other arm around her stomach and pulling her back inside the porcelain palace.

I could see the fear and confusion on Julia's face in the mirrors which only added to my excitement, visible in the form of a toothy smile spread from cheek to cheek. Dragging her into the handicap stall I pinned her against the inside of the door, taking my hand away from her mouth and pinning her arms above her head. With a chance to speak for the first time since I grabbed her, she got right to it. "What are you doing?! Let me go! St-..." Julia was clearly worried about what I was going to do, so I put her at ease when I cut her off by locking our lips together. Her body loosened up, melting under my grasp while gently moaning into my mouth the longer our kiss went.

Taking one arm off of Julia's we had the same idea to grab at each others genitals, gasping and groaning as we made out. Digging into her leggings and past the tiny thong, my fingers came into contact with a sticky substance all around Julia's pussy lips. Her hand faced a similar problem in my pants, precum streaking against her palm while slowly stroking my cock. Delivering a devastating combo of sloppy neck kisses and knuckle deep digits, my 'partner-in-crime' was buckling at the knees from the pleasure, orchestrating a chorus of grunts, groans, moans, and screams in the echoey restroom.

My balls were aching for release, churning with cum while Julia jerked me around. I was close but she didn't need to know that. Instead I let her just stroke away, pumping me harder and faster to keep pace with the way my fingers were jutting up inside her. Tugging the waistband of her black leggings slightly lower I got a hint of Julia's fat mound, pale white and smooth like butter. Like a criminal undercover, I recorded our interaction with my phone in my pocket, capturing audio proof of our hookup for myself as much as the group.

The stage was set for my big finish, with Julia still none the wiser. Pinching the skin on her neck between my teeth I sucked hard while blasting my load into Julia's pants, rope after rope of warm cum splashing against her pussy mound before falling into her black thong.

When every last drop dribbled out of my tip I finally opened my eyes, checking out the damage I'd done in her panties. A considerable amount of cum leaked to the sides of the tiny black triangle, running down her long legs, ruining her outfit even further only halfway through the school day. Lifting my eyes to meet Julia's, I was somewhat surprised to see a scowl on her face, less pleased by my little stunt than I was. "What the hell dude? At least warn me! Now I have to walk out of here covered in cum..."

Julia's scowl changed to a frustrated frown reaching for toilet paper with the hand that jerked me to completion. Before she could get to it I grabbed her by the wrist, causing her to look back up at me. "Don't pretend you didn't have a good time." The blushing in her cheeks said what her mouth wouldn't, and a smattering of rapid fire photos of her cum covered cunt spoke for me. Leaving Julia alone in her stick situation, I walked out of the bathroom, locking the door behind me to guarantee someone would have to see her like that.

A few taps later the photos and audio recordings were sent to the group chat, my gift to them in return for theirs. Setting foot on the bottom floor I started to hear pounding on the bathroom door, muffled shouts filling the pauses between them. Julia was in for a rude awakening: I was nicer than those other guys, but it's a relative term.