Emily Takes the Direct Way

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What can they do to me? Emily thought and pushed the door open.

The naked girl casually covered her private parts as she had practiced earlier and paced down the middle of the hallway, the clacking of her heels echoing through the corridor.

Liz and Kat broke off their talk right away and turned around, looking like two little girls who had been caught raiding the candy jar.

The buxom blonde was the first who recovered from the initial shock, and soon after, a devious smirk crept across her face. "Well, look what the cat dragged in!"

Please, don't come over. Emily tried to keep up her facade of confidence but couldn't stop her feet from increasing their pace.

"No top... no pants... no bra... no panties...," Liz thought out loud, accompanied by the threatening sound of her sharp heels on the marble floor, "Must be Ms. Little Tits..."

Little Ms., not little tits, you dumb slut! the naked girl got upset and involuntarily pulled her shoulders forward, pushing her perky breasts together. My tits are just fine!

Emily quickened her pace and drifted to the side of the hallway but in the end, the buxom blonde cut her off anyway.

"Not a single stitch on...," Liz murmured, casually leaning her elbow against a locker and eying the naked girl's body.

"Never seen a naked girl before?" Emily wanted to sound cool and confident but instead, her voice was thin and shaky.

"What cup size are you...? Oh, right! You don't wear bras!" the buxom blonde teased, reaching for Emily's pert tits.

"Leave me!" The naked girl shied away and dashed through the gap between the class-cutting girls.

"Hey-hey-hey! What's the rush?" Liz said, grabbed Emily by the arm, and pulled her back.

"Nnnhh!" the naked girl complained, trying to break free without moving her hands away from her crotch. "I'm already late for lunch!"

"Then just let us take a selfie!" Liz decided, "But take your hands off your pussy! Don't wanna have a pic with you jilling off beside me!"

"What? Noo!" the naked girl complained but before she knew what was happening, the other girls had slipped their hands under her arms and levered them behind her back.

"STOP IT!" Emily panicked as Liz and Kat leaned against her from either side.

"Come on! Don't be a bitch!" the buxom blonde groaned, squeezed her obscenely big boob against Emily's perky tit, and brought her smartphone in position.

Just as the camera app opened up, Liz slid her hand down to the naked girl's soft ass and roughly groped the firm, little butt. "Say Little Teeets!"

As one of Liz's fingers slipped between Emily's buttock and brushed her pussy lips, the light blonde instinctively pushed her pelvis forward and gasped with her eyes wide open, "OOOOOH!"

Clack!

"Yeah! That's going to be a great one!" Smiling contently, Liz opened the picture and showed it to the other girls. "See, how cute and tiny your tits look beside ours!"

"What...? No...! That's...! I'm...," Emily stammered, staring at the image that showed her with a sensual O-face and a posture that emphasized her hairless pubic mound and revealed way too much of her tight pussy slit. "You... you... have to dele—"

"YOUNG LADIES!" a female voice suddenly cut her short.

Within an instant, the girls turned their heads and faced Mrs. Sanders, their geography teacher, who stood in the doorframe with her arms crossed.

"You two: Get in, find a group, and start working! Now!"

"Yes Ma'am," Kat and Liz replied in unison and broke away from Emily.

"And YOU, Little Ms. I'm Something Special...," the thirtysomething teacher scolded the naked girl, "If you ever make a spectacle of yourself again, I'll make sure that we will have a special parent-teacher interview with you, me, your parents, and principal Snyder. That's a promise! Understood?"

"But I haven't—"

"UNDERSTOOD?"

Emily lowered her head and slouched her shoulders. "Yes, Mrs. Sanders."

As the teacher had disappeared into her classroom, the light blonde let out a deep sigh, turned around, and headed towards the cafeteria.

That pose and an O-face? What were you thinking? the naked girl scolded herself and tried to reenact how it could come to that, Hmm... they put their arms around me, and Liz squeezed her boobs against me... Damn! They are so huge and feel so soft... and...

Um... where was I...? Liz pushed her melons against me... then, she lowered her hand and... OH! Emily's pussy suddenly twitched in remembrance of the rough groping and the finger that had brushed her private parts.

Why does every girl in school touch me down there? she sighed inwardly, counting at least six girls who had their finger between her legs that day, Is there a sign on my head that says 'Feel up my puss'?

Before the naked girl could get even more upset, she got distracted by the noises from the cafeteria.

Finally! I'm starving! Emily hurried inside, took a tray, and placed it at the beginning of the empty lunch line.

The serving area was separated from the dining area by a waist-high wall with potted flowers on top but still allowed a few of the other students to spot the naked girl. Though, with her stomach growling, the light blonde had completely forgotten about the lack of clothing and was focusing on putting a meal together.

Mmmh... lemon cream pie! Emily took a plate with a big piece, scooped some cream and licked it from her finger.

"Hey, you!" the fat woman behind the counter suddenly snarled at the naked girl.

Never eat before you're at the table..., Emily remembered right away, slowly pulling her finger out of her mouth. "Um... I-I'm—"

"Don't you dare to sit your dirty ass on the furniture!" the waitress growled.

Dirty ass? Furniture? What? Emily thought before remembering that she didn't wear anything but a pair of black and pink pumps. "Um... I... um...," she stammered and quickly covered her bare crotch while her freckled face went hot.

The fat woman rolled her eyes and slapped a red checkered tea towel onto the counter. "Next time you bring your own!"

"Um... thank you...," Emily murmured with her head bowed, hesitantly took the towel, and put it on her tray.

"Going to school in the buff... What is this world coming to?" the waitress muttered, turning around, "Back in my day, we at least covered our private parts and didn't stroll around like a cheap pavement princess who's **** for her next john."

Listening to the woman's annoyed soliloquy, Emily's face became even redder. Pavement princess...? Dirty ass...? she thought as she walked over to the cashier's desk, hiding her bare crotch behind her food tray. Is she even allowed to talk to me like that?

"Oh, hoooly fuck!" the cashier guy exhaled after looking up from his smartphone, a wide grin creeping across his face, "And I thought those stories were only unfounded gossip!"

"Just do your job, I'm hungry!" Emily hissed at the guy, put the tray on the low counter, and reached for her satchel that she used to wear over her shoulder.

But her hand just touched her naked skin. My satchel... I need my satchel! Emily's heart skipped a beat and her tits heaved with her panicked breathing. Sarah must have it!

"Um... my friend has my wallet..." she muttered, pointing towards the dining area, "I'm just getting it."

"Hey-hey-hey! Not so fast... If you put food on your tray, you have to buy it!"

"Of course... I'm just going to grab my wallet."

"That's not how it works... if you leave before paying, I have to report you." the cashier said.

"But I don't have my wallet with me."

"If you can't pay, I have to call my supervisor who will get you to the principal to resolve the issue!"

"What? Why?" the naked girl squealed, "My friend's just over there... I'll be back in a half minute!"

"You can discuss that with Mr. Snyder..." The guy shrugged his shoulders. "I'm just doing my job..."

He can't be serious! Emily's stomach growled audibly and she became more and more impatient, "So I can choose between being reported and having a talk with the principal?"

"Well..., if I'm distracted enough...," the guy said, slowly pushing the food tray aside, "I might think that you've already paid..."

Emily raised an eyebrow. "Distracted? What?"

The guy nodded his head towards Emily's hands that covered her crotch.

"You mean...?" the naked girl gasped, YOU CREEP!

"Give it a try!"

Emily glanced around and took a deep breath. Fuck you! she cursed in her mind, closed her eyes, and open her hands like a curtain, allowing the guy to see her hairless pussy.

One..., two..., three..., the naked girl counted before hiding her crotch once again.

"Happy now?" Emily squealed, her face red as a tomato.

"Well, nice little coin slot...! But nah... wasn't distracting enough."

"What?" The naked girl clenched her fists.

"But now I know what would do the trick..." Grinning from ear to ear, the cashier took a straw and flipped it behind Emily. "Be a dear... turn around, bend over, and pick it up."

Emily swallowed hard. "I... you... I... can't..."

"Your choice...," the cashier sighed, shrugged his shoulders, and bent forward to the small microphone.