Queen of her High School

Emily Ramses is the talk of the town at her high school. She's smart (maintaining a 3.95 GPA while dating a football player), talented (an All-State selection in band), and best of all, incredibly attractive.

She's quite tall, standing about 5’10” in sneakers with long legs and thick meaty thighs. Emily possessed all the makings of a classic high school whore: big, expressive light grey eyes, juicy lips adorned with bright red lipstick and a big fat mouth. In addition to her pretty face, She matured quite a bit after turning eighteen, filling out in all the right places while keeping her cute, fuckable face. her wide hips and perky tits nothing compared to the crown jewel, her giant ass. It was an open secret that her ass is best feature, that kind of talking eventually reaching the tall blonde herself. For the past month, Emily had shown up to school in less and less clothing, going from sweaters and jeans to form fitting t-shirts and skin tight thigh-length shorts.

Yesterday Emily arrived to school in her boldest outfit yet: a white crop top that hugged her chest and showed off her smooth stomach paired with Daisy Dukes, frayed near the edges somewhat obscuring the bottom of her luscious ass. She completed the look with a pair of tall leather boots, coming up to her mid-calves and leaving her creamy white legs an thighs exposed for all to enjoy. The entire school was infatuated with Emily, student and teacher alike dropping everything they were doing and ogling at Emily as she walked by.

The whole school wanted a piece of Emily Rames, and the teachers are by far the worst at hiding it. Emily’s teachers love talking amongst themselves on their lunch break and in the hall between class, making crude comments about her outfits and swapping tales of what they made her do during class. The teachers had even placed a bounty on Emily, paying each other out to get more and more physical with her, acclimating her to their sexual advances like it was part of the status quo. She knew what they were up to, but she enjoying it all way to much to call out the perverted behavior and ruin things.

Today her band teacher had her run a mile after class under the guise of preparing her for college-level marching band, the rest of the high school band retreating inside as the two stood outside alone, the married father of three eagerly watching Emily bound around the track in loose fitting shorts. He told them that she looked like a golden goddess when she finished, coated in a layer of sweat and glistening under the harsh sunlight. He said that she took the lead on the way back to the band room, giving him a perfect view of her tight ass.

Her science teacher shared that he stood behind Emily during the lab section of the class, eagerly wrapping his arms around her tight body when she asked for help, which he noticed was more often than a girl with her brain should probably need.

In the middle of loudly swapping stories, the group of teachers were interrupted by the vice principal, a crotchety old man who had honestly overstayed his welcome and should’ve retired a long time ago. He was a real stickler for the rules, so the faculty often kept to themselves when he was around, in fear he would catch onto their little game with Emily Rames and put an end to it.

“Why’d you stop? I came over to your table for a reason!” The old man said, pulling up a chair and forcing the teachers to make room for him as we continued sharing our tales of sexual harassment.

I was Emily’s English teacher, and I was easily the most devious of the bunch, often going the extra mile in pursuit of the eighteen year old senior. I wasn't even doing it for the money, the increasingly lewd exchanges with Emily Rames was reward enough. I finally broke down and told them how two weeks ago I struck a deal with Emily’s boyfriend, taking him on as a student aide. I led them to believe all I asked for in exchange was Emily's phone number, holding back the truth. In reality, I was going to give him a completely free period as my aide in exchange for taking intimate photos and videos of Emily and sharing them with me every time they had sex. The idiot jock took me up on the offer right away, figuring he’d get some nice pictures and videos out of it and a free period on top of it, all the while still fucking Emily like normal. It was a no-lose situation!

Well, a no-lose situation for everybody involved but Emily Rames herself, but who cares about her feelings? I just wanted a piece of her ass.

We teachers went our separate ways as the bell rang, signaling the end of our lunch and the return of students to the classroom. The vice principal held me back from the others, pulling me close to him before speaking “you mind sharing those photos with me? I have got to see this babe for myself.”

After a week, Emily's boyfriend had provided me enough footage to open her an OnlyFans, photos and videos of the seductive blonde sucking dick and getting fucked in all types of positions: missionary, cowgirl, doggystyle, pronebone. The dumbass even included photos of his cumshots, Emily's cute face and fat ass covered in cum, ocassionally throwing in a facial or a nice big creampie. All this teasing made me lust after her even more, my actions getting more and more bold with each new photo dump. I started by posting the videos of her getting fucked to anonymous forums, sharing my good fortunes with the world. Three days ago, I was bold enough to make a anonymous Instagram account and DM her a couple photos of her in doggystyle, deleting the account soon after I saw she opened the messages.

Tonight, I was taking it to the ****. Compiling an assortment of the best cumshots and videos of Emily getting fucked, I was going to **** her into giving me her body. I convinced Emily’s boyfriend to give me her number, using it to periodically text her parts of my collection: the blonde with a cock stuffed in her from behind, dick buried down her pussy in cowgirl, a fresh load of cum dumped in her pussy spilling out. I waited a few minutes before adding a text to the mix.

“Emily, it’s your English teacher. There’s plenty more where that came from, and I'm not afraid to release them to the public, but do as I say and I don’t foresee us having a problem ;)”

She let the message linger for a minute, before typing back.

“What do you want? I’ll do anything to keep those from getting out please sir! I'd be expelled if anyone saw those!”

It was even easier than I thought! Emily was putty in my hands, **** to keep me from posting her sexual exploits, and I knew just what to do with her.

“Meet me tomorrow morning after school. Wear your best skirt, as short as possible and of course, no panties.” I demanded, eagerly awaiting the leggy blondes response.

“Fine.”