The red head who said you should get to choose

Thinking that since she wanted you to have a choice, she might be a little easier on you, you pick the skinny red head.

She jumps up and down and claps her hands, she's so excited and happy to be chosen, and skips across the grove to you as the other girls sardonically cheer. She stands in front of you, grinning from ear to ear and brightly announces "Hi! I'm Paige."

She's an odd looking thing, her face so heavily freckled that it seems to be more freckle than skin. Her forehead seems huge, both broad and high, and her ears stick out like jug handles. She has an upturned nose, huge green eyes, and wears her carroty red hair fastened into two braids. She's rather immature looking, short and very slim and slight, with almost no breasts to speak of, and a pre-existant butt.

"Hi Paige," you say weakly, and she grins and grabs your balls hard, making you gasp and the crowd of school girls laugh wildly. With her other hand she takes a firm hold of your dick, and begins to fist you roughly, nor out of a lack of experience than a desire to hurt you, you think. It still hurts though, and you moan.

"Go on, work him! Get him hard!" cried a plump black girl, and Paige laughingly does as she's told, working you as quickly as she can.

You groan as she squeezes and tugs at you, your cock so sensitive from the orgasm Hailee gave you, and you writhe and struggle, but tried to the tree as you are, it's impossible to get away. She keeps yanking and jerking away, laughing, and after a while, you find yourself getting hard again, a lot quicker than you ever would have thought you could. There's a round of cheers as your cock stiffens, but you're not sure if they're for you or Paige.

Your dick hard and throbbing, still incredibly sensitive, the giggling girl fists your dick as hard and fast as she can, not slowing or letting up, made bold and excited by the situation and the cheers of her friends.

After five minutes or so of mixed pleasure and agony, you begin to feel a familiar clenching in your balls, and tell Paige that you're getting near. Her grin broadens still further, and she pumps you even faster, her hand just a blur on your throbbing cock.

"Oh god.. be gentle!" you moan, but she doesn't listen, seems to go even faster if that's possible, and you hit orgasm with a scream, sending your jest of cum even further this time, it seems, to wild cheering, yelling and applause.

As you sag, gasping for breath against the tree, Paige slams her mouth against yours and kisses you hard and passionately, thrusting her pointy little tongue deep into your mouth, merging her spit with yours. Then she pulls away, gives you a last grin and runs back into the crowd, to be met by hi-fives and hugs from her friends.

You lean heavily against the tree, dick aching, knees weak and feeling dizzy.

"Pick your next girl," says Minxy, stepping forward and grinning cruelly, "Or I'll pick for you."