Jimmy, the fat guy who has a crush on her!

Jasmine whirled around to begin running again, but instantly stopped in her tracks. Her stomach also turned over a little. She recognized the guy standing in front of her. It was Jimmy, and he had a thing for her. He was a white, but was chubby and a had a pot belly. Added to the fact that Jasmine was an athlete and Jimmy was a nerd and they had nothing in common, she didn't find him attractive at all. Despite her obvious distaste, she would often see him leering at her or going out of his way to talk to her, much like now.

"Hey Jasmine!" he said happily. "What's the rush?"

"I um...I need to leave." Jasmine replied nervously. "I have a...doctor's appointment, so I got to go." She pointed behind her, where the doors should have been. Jimmy tilted his head to gaze past her.

"The doors appear to be gone." the fat teenager stated.

"Yeah, I noticed." Jasmine replied uneasily. Jimmy didn't seem surprised that the doors were missing, as if it were part of an everyday thing. His eyes then brightened.

"Oh, they're back!" he said. Jasmine spun around. Indeed, the doors had returned, as if they had been there the whole time. Jasmine had never been more confused in her life, but also grateful. This whole ordeal was going to be over.

Then she felt an arm around her shoulder. Jasmine's body went stiff. Her instinct told her to pull away and she tried, she really did. She told her body to push away the person that touched her and bolt out the doors. Instead, none of her muscles moved. She was frozen in place. A boy had touched her! No...it was...!

"Not sure what that was about," Jimmy said beside her. "but it looks like they're back." Jasmine felt a streak of anger go through her. The orb...did he do that? He wanted her to turn around so Jimmy could touch her! She could have dodged him if she saw it coming! Nobody moved for several moments, and Jimmy began to look confused. Jasmine prayed he wouldn't realize what was happening.

"Are you going to leave?" he asked.

"Only if you want me to." Jasmine's body said. The black student hadn't wanted to speak, but her breath and vocal chords had a mind of their own. She couldn't even twitch her eyes. She was like a robot, waiting for instructions. Jimmy stepped in front of her, blocking her path to the open doors.

"What do you mean?" he said.

"I have to do what you say for twenty minutes." Jasmine explained.

"Huh? Why?"

"You touched me. If a male touches me I have to do what he says for twenty minutes."

Jimmy's eyes flashed up at her. "Anything?"

"Anything."

The fat teenager's eyes crawled all over her body. Even in her jersey, shorts, and sports bra, he somehow still found her attractive. Jasmine's skin crawled under his gaze.

“Well...” Jimmy began, his eyes filling with lust. “Let's find someplace more private, shall we?”

A short time later, Jimmy dragged Jasmine into a supply closet. It was cramped, and the shelves were full of cleaning supplies. Jimmy, however, couldn't have cared less. He spun around toward Jasmine, licking his lips.

“So you'll do anything I ask, as in anything?” he asked again.

“Yes.” Jasmine replied, her stomach turning over.

“Then...let's make out!” Jasmine immediately stepped forward. She wrapped her arms around Jimmy's shoulders and pressed their lips together. The ebony student screamed in her mind, but it didn't translate to her body. Jimmy instantly enveloped her in his arms and stuck his tongue into her mouth. Rather than fight, Jasmine returned his affections. She could feel and hear him moan against her. He was clearly enjoying this. She could feel his body against hers. Despite how fat he was, she could feel something hard on his crotch. He was clearly aroused. When they pulled away, Jimmy was grinning like an idiot.

“That was great Jazz!” he cried. Her name was Jasmine. She hated it when people called her “Jazz” or anything like that. Jimmy's hand came up to her face and he ran his thumb over her lips. “We both knew this was going to happen eventually didn't we? Come on, you thought about this, didn't you?”

“Yes.” Jasmine replied. What she failed to mention was that when she thought about kissing Jimmy it made her disgusted, not delighted. He didn't seem to care.

“Let's get more intimate then.” the fat teenager fiddled with his pants for a moment. When they dropped, Jasmine got a look at his dick. Despite the fact that he was fat, his erection was actually quite large. It stuck out past his stomach, throbbing. “Come on, use your mouth.”

Jasmine would have rather jumped off a bridge, but her body wasn't obeying. She quickly dropped to her knees. The large dick pulsed in her face, eager for attention. Her black hand come up and wrapped around his white dick. She began pumping it back and forth. Jimmy instantly began moaning, enjoying her touch. Without being prompted, Jasmine leaned forward and extended her tongue. She swirled her muscle around the head over and over again, as if it were sweet candy. Jimmy stared down at her, grinning. He immensely enjoyed seeing her dark eyes gaze up at him and her pink tongue giving him pleasure. It was even better than it was in his dreams.

He put his hands on either side of her head and pulled her towards him. His dick slipped past her lips into her mouth. Rather than fight it, Jasmine eagerly took his rod inside. Her tongue swirled around the shaft as she began to suck on it. She could feel Jimmy's finger's rifle through the braids on her head. He was petting her, like a dog. He began pulling her head back and forth while she sucked. A dirty, wet noise filled the tight closet. His dick became more slick with every bob of her head. Eventually her excess saliva dripped down onto his balls and her chin. Finally, with a moan, he pulled her head away. Jasmine had never been more grateful in her life for something to stop. She could see that his dick was twitching excitedly, as if it were ready to blow.

Jimmy was already panting, as if he had exerted a lot of energy. “Wow, that was amazing Jazz!” Jasmine could feel anger boil in her gut. Stop calling her that! Jimmy grinned and his eyes were filled with hunger. He wasn't done, not even close.

“Now then, let's get even closer sweetheart. What should I use next?”