Rachel

"I guess I pick... Rachel."

Both Rebecca and Rachel look surprised. You wonder what they think of your choice. Do they think you picked the one you find hotter? The one you like more? The one you like less?

To be honest, you picked Rachel because you have more to lose with Rebecca. You're still holding out hope that you might score some long-term brownie points with Rebecca; and even though Rachel might be sticking up for you, she does currently have possession of your phone - a fact which neither of you, to be sure, have forgotten.

You're relieved that Rachel doesn't appear furious or revolted. She looks more embarrassed and confused than anything else. In fact, you can see redness creeping up her neck. She's blushing.

Mia and Lisa both laugh sharply. Lisa says, "That's awesome. I bet it's because she's still in her hot uniform." A moment. "Man, she really is hot! Look how red she's turning."

"I think she needs to cool down. Maybe get out of those clothes..." Lisa says with a grin.

"I have a better idea," Mia says. She looks at Rachel, who avoids eye contact. "Rachel honey, you're going to get on your knees and take care of Sammy Boy. You pick how. But we get to keep any clothing that gets cum on it." She lets that sink in for a second before adding, "If you ask me, I think swallowing would be the safest bet."

Rachel remains speechless and looks at you. Well, at your penis anyway. You know she's been staring at you every chance she's gotten. Maybe she's truly into you. Maybe a part of her is excited to be "****" to do something she wants anyway. Maybe, under other circumstances, this could actually be hot.

You don't know if it's because she can't function in a crisis, because she has a weak will, or perhaps because she actually wants to play along, Rachel gets down on her knees.

She looks at your penis, which is still erect from Mia's brief handiwork. Her flush stretches from the top of her neck all the way down her upper chest until it disappears beneath her cheerleading outfit. Her large breasts are billowing with her heavy breaths. You're close enough to see the fine, blond hairs on her shoulders standing on end as she brushes her long black hair away from her face.

She reaches her manicured hand up to brush lightly against your penis. You twitch, causing her to pull back abruptly. "Don't be afraid, sweetie!" Lisa calls. Rachel doesn't look up, though you glance at the twins. They are standing, raptly watching the scene unfold, their cell phones in their hands.

Are they filming this? you wonder. What if they are? Fuck, that could be really bad for me. And for Rachel. Maybe it's just for their own perverted use. But should I say something? Turn around? Would that even do anything? They've already gotten a lot already, and they really could just make it worse. I can just pretend like I didn't notice; no one would know any better. Besides, I've got some footage of my own I can use for leverage...

"Looks like she's not up to the task!" Mia calls, and you realize that Rachel is holding your limp dick in her hand. You were so distracted by your thoughts of the twins' phones that you lost your erection.

"Come on, sweetie baby, give it to him. He picked you, after all! Give the man what he wants."

Their catcalls are the opposite of a turnon, but they seem to have flipped some switch in Rachel. It's almost as if you can see the decision play out on her face. She's going to do this.

Rachel cups your penis in both her hands and starts to rub. She brings her mouth close and breathes hotly on you. That gets your attention, and you start to grow. Before you're all the way hard, Rachel opens her mouth and gingerly places the tip of your cock on her tongue. You didn't know this could happen, but your rapid erection grows your penis directly into her mouth, which closes warmly around your head.

Instinctively, you reach down and put Rachel's thick black hair through your fingers. You rest your hand on the back of her head, not pushing her but eager to feel her movements as she works you.

She starts, gingerly, to move her head back and forth, shooting sparks of tingly warmth through your entire body. You close your eyes and try to ignore everything except Rachel's hot mouth on your throbbing cock.

Then, suddenly, you hear a door open and voices.

"Fuuuuucking shit," you hear from someone new who has joined the crowd.