An alternative option

You weighed your options as Bazzle continued to grope your chest a bit timidly. On the one hand, you did not relish the thought of dealing with a single nerd for a few points when you were fairly certain you'd pick up your share of points at the fair if not more. On the other, he wold probably be pretty easy and you don't think it's likely he'd be empty considering how little female attention he got. His next words give you something new to think about though.

"Actually...um," he begins shyly while fondling one of your pert nipples between thumb and forefinger, "my friends and I were going to do a group thing in a bit and I could...maybe...bring you along?"

You quirk an eyebrow at him and ask "A group thing?"

His other hand has occupied your other tit and he's gently massaging both breasts while shifting nervously and his eyes seem to jump between his hands fondling you and your nonplussed expression. "Me and some other guys were going to do a gaming party over the weekend and we thought while some of us were buying snacks and stuff, maybe a few of us could find a girl or two?"

That got both your eyebrows up and you had to admit it was a curious proposition. Bazzle watched the thoughtful expression on your face with hope while his hands became a bit more firm on your amazing rack.

"How many guys?" you asked, mentally weighing how worth it this could be.

Bazzle answered after a moment of realizing that you were speaking to him and you'd asked a question. "Um, Getty, me, Huey..." his eyes shut for a moment and you guessed he was either trying to mentally tally the expected attendance, or savoring the sensation of his hands all over your chest. Possibly both. He opened his eyes and seemed to remember that there was a girl attached to the breasts in his hand.

"At least six guys. Maybe more if anybody drops by." he answered.

"Is it going to be a huge house party?" you asked suspiciously. You remember trying to go to a party someone held and the male to female ratio had been ridiculous. Not to mention someone had choked you with their cock until you'd passed out and you found yourself tied up and locked in a closet until the host's parents had shown up. The mother had been so pissed that she didn't even let her husband give you a dose like he'd offered. You remember finding out afterwards that after you'd lost consciousness, guys had taken turns jacking off on you or fucking your pussy and ass and all the other girls had essentially let them use you to save themselves effort. They had eaten and licked every load out of and off of you and you'd gone home the next day both bone dry and several IQ points lower.

Girls were vicious these days if you didn't have a cock they could milk or they say you as competition. You tended to avoid gatherings like that since then.

"No, no, no!" the school nerd answered quickly. Then he looked a bit embarrassed. "We don't all have enough friends to do something like that."

"And you said all weekend?" You technically had a curfew, but if you were earning loads, your parents weren't too terribly concerned with the situation or duration.

"Uh-huh," he answered, seemingly more interested in the fact he's been groping a topless, hot girl for the last few minutes and you hadn't stopped him.

You mulled it over for a minute or two while Bazzle had more fun with your tits, stroking, squeezing and hefting their warm, soft weight in his hands. Six nerds, guys who generally did not get a lot of action over two days? Even if a few other girls showed up, that still left you with two guys dedicating their loads to you for two days at least.

Considering the cheerleading squad was still out an about and probably would monopolize all the cum they could, not to mention the standard competition for boners was already pretty fierce, it didn't seem like a bad deal. Aside from the whole, 'sucking and fucking a bunch of strangers to drink their jizz or else go into a coma' part. It would probably be a bit less cutthroat. If the others were like Bazzle, you'd probably spend the time giving some standard blowjobs and maybe the occasional fuck if any of them got brave.

You took a deep breath to respond, causing your tits to fill Bazzle's hands and when he saw your direct eye contact, he visibly flinched. 'If they got brave', you rolled your eyes. Not likely.

"Ok." you said.

The nerd looked at you wonderingly, like he was expecting you to laugh in his face and walk away. "Really?" he asked in a clearly surprised tone.

"OK." you repeated yourself. "I'll tell my parents I'm going to be at your place for a day or two and they can check with your parents to make sure everything is cool.

"Ummm, actually, we're doing this at Howard's place. His dad is visiting some relatives with his brother and told him it was ok to have the sleepover."

You shrugged. "That's fine." Slipping your phone out of the pocket in your minuscule skirt, you throw a quick message to your parents.

"Are you ready?" Bazzle asks excitedly after he sends a message himself.

"Yep!" you answer with false brightness. 'As ready as I'll ever be.' you think.

As you and Bazzle make your way to the front entrance of the school, you don't bother with going to get your top. His hands are firmly playing with your rack the whole time and nobody who notices does anything.

You're standing at the edge of the parking lot waiting for Bazzle's ride to pick you two up when you inwardly groan at a female voice addressing you. "Sarah, are you leaving?" You turn and see your friend Maria from earlier. She's walking a it gingerly with one hand behind herself and under her skirt. Every now and then she pulls her hand from behind her and examines it for any spermy residue before licking it and trying to suppress a grimace.

Maria was and attractive, curvier Latina who was two sizes bigger than you. Before the virus, men would have been fawning all over her and she'd have her pick. These days with only the most attractive girls having the best chance to survive (and even struggling with that) she was referred to as a fat slut more than she was her own name. Even though you thought she was just as pretty as you, the extra babyfat could drive cocks away so she tended to be noticeably more **** than 'hotter' girls.

"Hey Maria. Bazzle and I were just going to find someplace a bit more quiet for a donation. He's kinda shy." you stated with a meaningful look at Bazzle not to open his mouth. Typical of any male, his attention was as firmly on your tits as his hands and he had no clue.

"Really? I don't think we've ever actually met." Maria perked up at the mention of a load and held the hand wasn't using to explore her own ass for leftover cum out to the nerd. "Hi Bazzle!"

At this point, he noticed the hand in his line of sight. "Huh?" He stared somewhat bewildered at Maria holding out her hand for several seconds before your less-than-best-friend continued to take the initiative. Stepping forward, Maria's outstretched hand was at perfect crotch height to Bazzle and she proceeded to rub his cock through his pants. The nerd gave a gasp at the contact and Maria's expression was pleased as she dropped to her knees in front of him and wasted no time in opening his fly and releasing his slightly below average erection.

You should have expected this, the cunt stole a load from you last week in the toilets when a jock had face fucked you and she'd greedily claimed it.

Bazzle was completely oblivious to your glare at the kneeling Latina since his gaze was fixed on her and her tense smile while she gave his cock a few expert pumps and chirped "Hi! My name's Maria!" before swallowing him nearly to the hilt on the first bob.

Bazzle's knees buckled at the first suck and he practically went cross-eyed while the eager slut at his feet slurped and hummed on his knob, her medium length brown hair shaking rhythmically like a silken curtain in time with her impaling her face on his dick.

Maria may not get donations offered to her as easily as you, but like most girls who weren't model hot, she compensated with enthusiasm and practiced skill. As pissed as you were at her brazen whorishness, you had to admit it was every girl for herself and she did seem good. She made sure to stare up at his face, maintaining eye contact whenever her looked at her and gauging his reaction to try and figure out how close he was. With one hand she massaged his hairy scrotum and with the other she'd opened her top to play with her own soft, round tits whenever he was looking.

While Maria may be your friend, you'd been on edge since this morning. You could always abandon Bazzle and Maria and go back to the festival to try and earn jizz the hard way, or you could kick this skank's ass and claim this boner for yourself. Then again, letting her have this dose isn't the end of the world. Maybe you could let her have this one and shoo her away considering you were planning to go to a weekend nerd party where competition shouldn't be nearly as cutthroat. As long as she doesn't find out and invite herself, you could let her think she 'won' this load and there wasn't anymore worth waiting for.

On the other hand, you could always just join her on your knees in front of the school nerd and treat him to a double blowjob. Turnabout is fair play, and you definitely wouldn't mind stealing a load back. That would teach her.