Put yourself on display

Home, and in peace, you take all your purchases and put them away. Your 'special' purchases, in a black bag, you tuck away where noone would obviously find them.

Of course...that's a little counter to the point, isn't it? You put those away, how long before you ever decide to do something with them? Come to think of it, you've got a better idea. You take a shower, careful not to run too hot and ruin your expensive hair dye, get yourself properly clean and well shaven all over. It's been longer than you'd like to admit since you've used a razor, and you wonder how much longer it would be if you didn't get this crazy idea in your head this morning. You stroll around your tiny dorm naked, the freedom and carelessness exhilarating. You open up the black bag and take the presents to yourself out. You put the schoolgirl outfit on, and glory in it's ridiculousness. The pink plaid skirt doesn't even start to cover your big ass. The white thong underneath matches the white top, straining to keep your large tits in. Your nipples, just barely starting to harden from excitement, already poke through. There's a pink tie and choker and hairband that completes the innocent slut look. You giggle seeing yourself like this in the mirror. You've been doing that a lot lately...giggling. That's a bit unlike you, but you've also been a grump for a long time coming. You fondle your self and give your ass a spank in front of the mirror and confirm. You are one hot young lady and it's a shame you've kept it hidden this long. But now, everyone gets to find out. Or at least, everyone that knows where to look.

You take your phone and put it on the dresser opposite your bed. You try to place it in just the right angle to see the whole bed from your camera. You take the dildo and hold it behind your back, as you begin to record yourself. You feel the rush of fear and excitement all at once just before you start, and with a deep breath, push the fear out as you start.

"Thank you for seeing me Mr. Johnson" You act in your most sympathetic, pouty voice "I know my grades aren't where they should be. I've been trying my best, I really have! It's just so hard! I don't know what to do" Your free hand fiddles with your skirt and skimpy top "I really need to pass this class Mr. Johnson. Please? Can I stay late after class, maybe if you tutor me, I can understand this better. There must be something I can do to get my grade up..." You pause for affect. In your head, you hear the dialogue of bad porn, or at least what you think bad porn sounds like, and speak when it's your turn "Oh, that? Well, ya I guess you can see them Mr. Johnson" Playing this dumb is a little difficult for you, and you've never even had to worry about your GPA before, but you can think of a few girls in classes before that probably have, and you mimic them as you pull your shirt down to let your tits pop out of them. "Do you like my big boobies Mr. Johnson?" You ask as you absent-mindedly squeeze them. You act shocked at the question you hear in your head "Really? You want me to do what Mr. Johnson? Will sucking your dick give me a good grade?" You take the dildo in your mouth and do your best to suck it like the real thing. You're still inexperienced at that, but you're counting most people who watch this won't know the difference, or won't care. You moan softly as your saliva easily coats the silicone dildo. Your mind carries yourself deeper into the fantasy, and you start to forget about the recording. You ease yourself back onto your bed and quickly pull the white thong away from your dripping pussy. Your legs dangling high in the air, you shove the dildo inside you and pump it back and forth with both hands. It doesn't feel like the real thing, nor could it ever, but fuck if it doesn't scratch an itch inside that you've neglected for a long time. One hand pulls away and plays with your tiny nipple as you pound yourself.

"Oh fuck! Give me all of that cock Mr. Johnson, punish your stupid slut student!" You blurt out in between breathy moans. Your work becomes outright frantic, and as you finally reach an orgasm, something that you'd missed for so long you nearly got the sensation, you shove the dildo in as deep as your body will permit. You sit there for a minute before you remember the phone. You get up and stop the recording. You watch it and see that while it works well enough, it needs some editing work to chop the awkward bits off at the beginning and the end. You go take a second shower to clean yourself of your own bodily fluids as you wonder how you can take care of the editing before you put it out to the world for enjoyment.