Much better than you expected!

"Good to see you, Ella." Brad says it like he means it, and emphasises his enthusiasm for your new look by pulling you into a kiss. It was the last thing you expected since the last time he kissed you, he threatened to break your jaw if you told anyone about it. You are so shocked that you let him thrust his tongue past your lips and grab your plump ass. His lips are softer than you remember and his arms swallow you up with his superior size. You cock throbs in your silk boycut panties and you feel ready to yield entirely to him, but then you remember Cindi and Emma.

"Brad, MMPH wait! I'm with Cindi and Emma now." You try to push him away with your frail, feminine arms, and again surprising you, Brad pulls back immediately. You take a second to catch a breath, unable to resist licking your lips for one last taste. You blush as you notice all eyes on you and your spurned lover. Brad, for his part, seems more amused than angry.

"Sorry...sorry! I didn't realize you three were exclusive. You are clearly your own person now, so I won't hold you to some silly tit for tat arrangement. But I won't lie, I find you much more attractive now that you've pushed me away. And I won't rest until you run to my arms." Brad smiles and you feel your lips tingle, wanting to be reunited with his. You can see how so many girls and more than and a few boys surrendered to his charms. He is so powerful, so dangerous, and yet he can behave so gently when he wants to. Then you remember how he treated you when he didn't want to be gentle. You remember his cowardice in being too scared to kiss you like that in public before your social stock rose. You remember how genuine and warm your girlfriends love is. You take a step back.

"I don't want to make a big scene of this, Brad, but I think you're an abusive asshole. I hope you aren't an irredeemable asshole if only for the next girl's sake, but you already missed your shot with me." You walk away, leaving the king of the school standing slack jawed and stunned and make it to your first class.

Being self actualized doesn't make school any less boring unfortunately, but it does help you focus on getting the grades you need to get the fuck out of here. You hear the usual titters and chatter around you, but with the laughs no longer at your expense, you notice how hollow they sound. Everyone seems so **** to perform their part, to fit in, that no one really says anything at all. You appreciate the irony that you finally realize how hollow and empty popularity is only after you finally start to achieve it.

The bell rings and you head to the halls to catch up with your girls, hoping you can tell them about your run in with Brad before they hear it through the grapevine. You agreed to meet Cindi on the field after her cheer practice, but you don't find her anywhere. You ask a breezy blonde walking towards the bleachers, "Hey, have you seen Cindi?"

She turns with a sneer, then recognizing you, it melts to a sultry smile. "Cindi? We cut her from the team. She's been a ice cold cunt since kindergarten, but we put up with her because all the boys worshiped her. Since she doesn't like boys no more, we don't have to put up with her. Say...since we have a spot open, ya wanna join?" You shake your head, stunned but not exactly surprised by how cruel and uncaring her 'friends' are, and not wanting any part of that, you head out to look for Cindi.

You spy two figures in the darkness under the bleachers and you sneak quietly so as not to disturb what you suspect is your slutty sissy 'consoling' Cindi. As you get closer, you realize you are half right, but everything is all wrong. It's Emma alright, but instead of comforting your girlfriend, she is grinding her groin into the mousy minx's face that proposed to you earlier. You think her name is Maddie or something like that. Again, you can't say you are exactly surprised, but you did hope your trampy twin could last more than a day before opening up your open relationship even further, and without telling either of you to boot! "Emma! What are you doing?!"

You must have startled her at the wrong time, or maybe at the right time, because Emma explodes all over the nerdette's face crying out, "Sorry OOOH! Sorry AAAH! SorrEEEEEEEE! She's NNH just MOAN so YELP fucking OOOOH obedient!" True to her words, the naughty nerd nuzzles your sister's climaxing cunt, cleaning it with her face. You suppose you can't entirely blame her for jumping at the first chance to have her own **** to pick on. And Margie or whatever her name is does certainly look stunning with her face shining and glasses gleaming with your sister's squirts. Has she been hiding in plain sight like you all these years?

"Uhm...maybe we could keep this like, just between us? If you don't tell Cindi you found me painting this slut's pretty face, I won't tell her we skipped class to share her slutty ass." Emma gives her new ****'s face a kiss and lets her tongue loll lewdly so you can see her juices dripping on them. It's extremely tempting, but you are still worried about Cindi. Then again, what Cindi doesn't know, won't hurt you?