Emily Wipes Herself Clean and Heads for the Cafeteria

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Everything is easier with a full stomach! Emily gently stroked her growling belly before her eyes spotted the mess between her legs. But first, I should clean myself up.

"Mmnh...," the light blonde groaned, pulling herself up from the floor.

Just as she stood on trembling legs, the restroom door squeaked, accompanied by a female voice and the noises of a busy hallway.

"... really all naked?"

Fuck! Emily turned around quickly and locked herself in the bathroom stall as silent as possible.

"I'm telling you, Liz!" another girl replied, "Gimme a smoke and I'll find you the picture."

The girls' heels clacked on the tiles before they suddenly stopped right in front of Emily's stall.

No! Please! Her heart pounding like mad, the light blonde held her breath, pressed her eyes shut, and hoped that the girls wouldn't spot her through the small gaps in the door.

"Mh-ere!" one of the girls mumbled.

Emily heard the clacking sound of an electric lighter and a few puffs before the girls continued her way to the window.

"Here, Liz! That's her! They call her Little Ms. Cutie Tits."

"Haha... cute indeed!" Liz laughed, "If I would have such tiny tits, I wouldn't flaunt them around like that!"

They aren't TINY! Emily instinctively covered her small breasts with her hands and opened her mouth to protest but thought better of it.

"Like you'd dare to show off your melons at all!" the other girl countered.

"Shaddup bitch! You remember that party last month?"

Being quiet as a mouse, Emily listened to the girls' conversation while trying to clean herself up. Ever so slowly, she pulled some toilet paper from the roll, tore it off carefully, and wiped the juices from her body before placing the used paper on the toilet lid.

"Sure, Liz! Pretty boring, wasn't it?" the other girl mumbled as she opened the window.

"By NO means! After you were gone, some guys from the football team got topless and did arm wrestling. I couldn't help but hugged one of them from behind and felt up his rock-hard pecs and ripped abs... they were soo... mmmh—"

"I got it: He was hot," the other girl sighed, "Now cut the shit or we'll be late for geography."

"Alright, alright... well... he complained that he couldn't concentrate and was almost beaten, so I whispered to him that I would flash him my boobs if he would win anyway...," Liz told, took a deep pull from her cigarette, and chortled. "Holy fuck! You had to be there. He groaned like a bear and within seconds, he turned the tables and fucking won. I thought 'kay, let's find a quiet place and I'll give you a show! Hell, I was even set to let him have a little fun. You know, let him feel me up or make out with him while rubbing my boobs against his smooth, muscular—"

"Liz!" the other girl hissed, "You can jill off later!"

"Okay, okay... the upshot was, he jumped up and blared I won! Now get your tits out!"

"Haha... so you really flashed them your melons?"

"Well, not exactly...," Liz sighed, "I mean, I tried. I pulled my shirt up and dragged my bra over my boobs but the girls refused to slip out. Damn, the fucking wires pressed into my tits and one of them pinched my nipple."

"Ouch!"

"You bet! I was hella relieved when the guys popped my...," the busty girl said but trailed off as the school bell rung.

Now piss off! Emily thought, half-way finished with cleaning up her crotch.

"Damn, let's go!" Liz groaned.

"Nah! Screw geography! Now I wanna hear the rest of the story! We'd be late anyway!"

Fuck! No! I'm hungry! Just GET OUT OF HERE! Emily screamed in her mind and clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white.

"Yeah... well... so they had popped my bra open and before I knew it, they had stripped me topless and cheered as if they'd never seen any boobs before. Being a good sport, I gave them a little show before wanting my clothes back. It's a topless party now! You get your stuff back when you leave! they said but as the time came, my bra had vanished without a trace. Those motherfuckers have no idea how hard it is to find a comfy bra for my girls!"

"Believe me, Liz: You don't want it back!"

"I do! It was fucking expensive and too good to end as a trophy in a guy's closet!"

"Oh, Liz..." The other girl laughed. "It's more than just a trophy... it's certainly already soaked with a dozen loads of jizz!"

"Eww! You can't be serious?"

"I am! Guys love to jerk off with a bra wrapped around their dicks. A friend of mine once complained to her mom about a damp bra in her closet. But her mom hadn't washed any bra in days and it turned out that my friend's older brother came inside her cups and just hadn't enough time to hide it in the laundry. He must have done that for months!"

"Disgusting!" Liz took a deep pull from her cigarette and puffed audibly. "Well, after all, it wasn't that bad to be topless all night long... you know the hot quarterback? Jessie, Jake, Jack... or whatever..."

"Oh, yeah, I know who you mean," the other girl replied, "He's quite handsome."

"Okay... now that hot piece of ass peeked at my boobs whenever he thought I wouldn't notice, so I decided to try my luck: I followed him to the bathroom and when he came out, I threw my arms around him and pulled him into the next best room which turned out to be a child's. I pushed him down on the tiny bed, straddled him, and squeezed my boobs against his hot pecs. Hell, we made out like crazy and within seconds, I felt that bulge in his pants and yanked them down."

"No way, Liz! Don't tell me you put out for him!"

"What can I say?" the busty girl giggled and added in a low voice, "I did!"

"But I've heard he'd only do college girls!"

"Oh, Kat...," Liz sighed, "I have way more to offer than an ordinary college girl."

"Haha... your whole life is about your melons, isn't it?"

"Shaddup, jealous bitch!"

"Relax!" Kat calmed her down. "Rather tell me how good he was!"

"Well... as I grabbed his cock, it was already rock hard and I couldn't help but needed to feel him inside me. I stripped down as fast as possible, jumped on his cock and rode the shit out of him. It was fucking great... I mean, his dick was average at most but he really made up for it with endurance. When I sunk down on him after he made me cum, he rolled me on my back, flipped my legs up, and hammered his cock inside me until I came a second time. Hell, he even managed to pull out before he came all over my tits."

"Gimme your butt," Kat said, her heels clacking on the tiled floor. "So, you're dating him now?"

"Nah! Don't wanna deal with relationship shit!" the busty girl replied, accompanied by some rustling and a flushing toilet, "But I'm gonna meet him tomorrow and fuck his brains out!"

As the girls headed towards the exit, Liz asked, "Do you have more pictures of that little slut?"

SLUT??? YOU call ME a SLUT??? Emily's mind raged and challenged her self-control.

"Not yet. But there must already be dozens of nudes around...," Kat replied, "You can't walk around like that at school without getting a photo album of nudes!"

You put out for a random guy at a party, not even using a condom, and call ME a slut fur just being naked at school? Still mad with anger, Emily clenched her fists, pressed her lips shut, and tried to resist the urge to rush out and call that dumb bitch a filthy whore.

"Send me any pics you get!" Liz told her friend, "I don't wanna miss when she ends up with her legs spread all the way, showing off her hairless snatch."

"So you're into pussies lately?" Kat laughed.

"Shaddup, bitch! Just wanna see what her cunt looks li—"

Thump! The door of the restroom snapped shut and cut off the conversation.

You'll never see my cu— ... my pussy! Emily breathed heavily and her whole body trembled. No way I'm going to spread my legs at school!

Just as she had finished the thought, she remembered why she had been in the restroom in the first place, turned red as a beet, and covered her naked breasts and pussy even if there was nobody who could see them.

The nude girl closed her eyes, lowered her head, and sniveled, "I'm... I'm not a slut..."

It took Emily a minute to calm down enough to take a deep breath and pry her eyes open.

Quickly, she disposed of the pile of damp, crumpled toilet paper, sneaked out of the bathroom stall, and headed for the exit.

Let's get something to eat..., the light blonde thought and gently rubbed her growling stomach as a gust of wind blew through the open window.

"Brr!" Emily shivered, getting goosebumps all over while her nipples grew hard and stuck out prominently on her small breasts.

Looking down, the light blonde once again became fully aware of her nakedness and instinctively covered her tits with her arm and darted the other hand down to cover her crotch.

Damn! I can't go out like that! Turning to the sinks' mirrors, she gave her reflection a once-over, I look like a girl who just got told that she's growing tits and pubes!

Hesitantly, Emily lowered her arms and eyed her small tits, her rosy, slowly softening nipples, and the tight slit between her legs.

I can't go out like that either... Damn! I want my satchel back!

The naked girl covered her exposed pussy with both hands and tried to hide her private parts in a way that would look casual until she finally held her left wrist in her right hand, It's not that bad, is it?

Finally, Emily took a deep breath, left the restroom, and headed towards the cafeteria.

After a minute, she reached a double swing door with big windows and stopped dead in her tracks. On the other side, just a few steps from the geography classroom, stood two girls, one of them with obscenely big boobs.

Her heart pounding like mad, Emily pushed the door ajar and eavesdropped on the girls who were discussing if they should skip their class or not. Even though they were just whispering, Emily recognized the buxom blonde as Liz and her brunette friend as Kat.

Damn! The naked girl dropped her shoulders.

I don't wanna face that dumb blonde! she wailed in her mind and pondered about her options.

If I walk into the geography classroom, they'd surely leave me alone. But Sarah most likely took my satchel to the cafeteria so I might just embarrass myself if I walk into Mrs. Sanders's lesson butt naked and ask for my satchel. I could also take a detour to avoid the girls, though I would need at least five more minutes to get to the cafeteria. Besides, I would have to walk in the open, being on the show as I'd have to pass several classrooms' windows. Maybe I should just walk past them and hope that they aren't that mean.