Vanessa Anderson: Bully's Girlfriend

Vanessa Anderson is one of the sexiest girls in school, a walking wet dream with bleached blonde hair, tanned skin, glossy lips, and enhanced tits that have been the subject of far too many high school boys' nighttime fantasies.

For years, she was Derek Mason’s girlfriend. Derek, the captain of the wrestling team, a redneck tank of a guy, and your personal tormentor since freshman year. He made your school life a living hell, dishing out relentless bullying and humiliating pranks while you silently seethed, hating him with every ounce of your being.

When he died, drunk behind the wheel, trying to pull a wheelie like some Jackass reject, you didn’t just feel relief. You fucking cheered. The world is a better place without Derek Mason, and it’s a small miracle he didn’t take anyone else with him in one of his many drunken, brain-dead stunts.

You’ve even fantasized about visiting his grave someday, unzipping your fly, and pissing on it, a long-overdue act of ****, payback for all the years of torment.

Vanessa had no problem dating a piece-of-shit bully like Derek. She’s sexy, sure, but shallow, a vapid queen bee who laughed out loud whenever Derek publicly humiliated other guys, especially you. Derek loved showing her off like a trophy, the hot girl he was fucking while guys like you were stuck alone with nothing but your hand at night.

And to make matters worse, he flaunted her in other ways, too. He even uploaded homemade videos of her sucking him off and swallowing his cum, or the two of them going at it, her riding him raw and him nutting inside her, his cum leaking out of her pussy, just to remind everyone he was the king of the hill, and she was his girl. Videos that burned themselves into your memory, whether you wanted them to or not.

But now Derek’s dead. And Vanessa? She’s suddenly single. A few weeks before high school graduation, she approaches you, her perfect lips curling into a smile. “Hey, want to go out with me?” she asks, like she hasn’t spent the last few years laughing at your misery.

You blink. “Where is this coming from?”

“I always thought you were cute,” she says, probably lying to manipulate you. “Derek... well, he was kind of dumb. He flunked most of his his exams and would never have made it to college, not even on a sports scholarship. And his family? Let’s just say they’re not exactly loaded.” She flips her hair, her shallowness on full display. “He was a fun high school boyfriend, but he was never husband material, you know?” She leans in closer, her voice dripping with sincerity - most likely feigned. "I'd been thinking about dumping him for a while, and getting together with a nice, responsible guy like you."

You wonder how much of it was true, or how much was the result of her pivoting after Derek's not-really tragic, more stupid and preventable ****. It was possible though, she planned to have her fun with the dumb asshole jock during high school, and then settle for a nicer, smarter, more responsible guy later. It was true when she said Derek Mason was never husband material.

And now you’re torn. Vanessa is really sexy, but she is also the same vapid bitch who used to laugh out loud while Derek bullied and humiliated you. Even now, she only wants to date you because you would provide stability, because you’re smarter, nicer, and more responsible than her meathead ex.

Then there’s the matter of Derek himself. Do you really want to have your bully’s sloppy seconds? Derek fucking Mason's leftovers? Could you really kiss Vanessa, knowing those lips were wrapped around his cock? Knowing she enthusiastically licked his dick clean, swallowed his cum, tongued his asshole, and let him rawdog her until he finished inside? Could you fuck her, knowing her body had been his playground, and her pussy had been filled with his sperm?

There's another way to look at it though. You’re not taking your bully's sloppy seconds. You are stealing his girl, cucking him from beyond the grave.

Maybe you’ll screw her in front of his photo, or go even further, sneak into the cemetery and fuck her on his tombstone at night. That would be an even bigger act of disrespect than pissing on your bully's grave. You could take it one step further: marry her, have kids with her, live the life Derek never could.

Brach split: what’s it gonna be?

Option 1: Turn her down. You’ve got too much self-respect to kiss a vapid girl whose lips have been on your bully’s dick, or to sleep with someone who let Derek Mason creampie her.

Option 2: Accept her proposal. Date her, fuck her in front of Derek’s grave, and maybe even marry and make babies with her someday, celebrating your victory while Derek rots in the dirt.