With the rich kids

At the end of the second day of Bridge Year, Nat is leaving - {if Sluttery > 60}miraculously {endif}with all her clothing intact - when she hears the beep of a car horn and someone yelling, "Hey! Natalie!"

Looking over, she sees Zoe, Damian, and Ricky - her heart thumps - sitting in a red convertible. Zoe's at the wheel, waving at her, and Natalie grins as she heads over. "Nice ride!" she calls.

"Thanks, babe," Zoe says. "We're all headed to Damian's for a bit, you wanna come?"

"Uh," Natalie hesitates for a half-second, but Ricky's going too, and that makes the answer obvious. "Sure!"

"Hop in!" Natalie clambers into the back of the car, settling into the seat next to Damian. She lets out a {if Sluttery>75}startled moan{else}yelp of surprise{endif} as he wraps an arm around her shoulder and playfully squeezes her tit.

"Better hang on tight, Nat," he says with a grin. "Zoe's a fucking dogshit driver."

"Oh, fuck you, asshole." The other girl rolls her eyes and peels out of the school driveway{if Sluttery>75} as Nat, smiling, takes Damian's cock out of his pants and begins to stroke him{endif}.

Damian, of course, turns out to live in a sprawling McMansion in Patri Park, the richest part of town. Nat's hardly ever seen such a big house, and she feels very small as they walk into the palatial foyer. Damian just leads them down some stairs into the finished basement, though - a space larger than the Pierce family's living and dining rooms together. "Can I grab y'all some drinks? Snacks? Cunt for my man Ricky?"

"Don't put yourself to any trouble, man," Ricky says, flopping on the couch. Nat perches on the other end, feeling awkward but hoping to fit in.

"No trouble at all, man, you know I keep a selection of quality stocked here. Let's see...oh, I know! I got these twins recently." He opens a small closet and steps into a room that's lined with what looks like...cages? He emerges dragging two nude, blindfolded and blackbanded Latina girls by the hair. They scramble to keep up, crawling after him, their large breasts swaying. Damian plops down next to Ricky and pushes one of the girls between his legs, pulling the other one to his own cock. She wraps her lips around the tip immediately and begins to suck, bobbing up and down with a steady rhythm. "Slow and steady, Slurp. Make it last!" Ricky shrugs and opens his own pants, allowing the second girl to give him the same treatment.

As the blackbands suck away, the rich kids return to their conversation, almost impossibly blase. Nat tries to participate{if Sluttery > 60}, though the sight of these two tanned, dark-haired sluts slurping and gagging on Damian and Ricky's cocks is getting her enormously wet{else} despite the incredible distraction{if Sluttery < 40} and her discomfort at the girls' casual use{endif}{endif}. The conversation moves as though they're not even there - Zoe saying something catty about Faith and a rumor that her family's paid for some sort of secret hymen-restoration surgery. The guys laugh, though Ricky changes the subject, asking about a recent movie. Damian talks about the star and how much he'd like to fuck her, which makes Zoe roll her eyes - apparently he thinks that about every movie.

Finally Ricky groans. "Oh, fuck," he mutters as the girl on his throat goes particularly deep.

"Hey, cum on their faces, would you?" Zoe asks. She's been watching the goings-on with half-lidded, dark eyes. "I wanna get some too, and I'm sure Nat could use it. Her eyes're big as saucers."

"Oh, I - I don't need..." Nat stammers.

"Oh come on, girl. You ever been eaten out by a cum-covered blackband?" Nat, hesitant, shakes her head. "You gotta try it. You get just, like, a little hit of the cum buzz. And of course you get eaten out, too..." As Ricky groans and tilts his head back, pulling out of the girl's mouth, Zoe leans forward to hold her head still. "Good slut. Mouth closed...yes. Here you go, Nat." She drags the girl unceremoniously over to Nat, who - not wanting to be a weirdo about the whole thing - slowly slips her pants and underwear off and spreads her legs.

Zoe's right - getting eaten out by a slut with cum all over her face is special. The little whore's not bad with her tongue, but as she presses her lips and face into Natalie's crotch some of the drying semen streaked on her face also rubs into Natalie's skin, making her tingle and gasp with pleasure. Damian's groaning as he paints the other sister's face, but Nat is barely paying attention. This girl is good.

The conversation continues, interrupted only by Chad, Irina, and Faith (with Faith's Whore) arriving. This is clearly a regular hang-out, and Nat feels honestly flattered that she was invited along. The group is effortlessly cool, and completely blase about sex; Damian apparently keeps his basement sluts anally plugged, so when he's hard again he begins to fuck the ass of the girl eating Zoe out. Faith casually strokes Chad until he's hard enough to really give a pounding to Faith's Whore, who lies between Faith's spread legs as she takes it, her mistress playing with her tits and fucking her mouth with her fingers. {if Intellect > 60}Nat notices, though, that none of the girls do anything more than a handjob with the boys...clearly that's some line that girls of their class don't cross, at least in public.{endif}

The conversation idles and spirals. This lot are shallow and self-absorbed - Irina's obsessed with Insta followers and trends, Damian returns the conversation to him incessantly - but they seem to show a genuine interest in Natalie. Faith promises to help her out with her wardrobe, while Irina starts sending her fashion tips and makeup tutorials that "will make you look so fuck-worthy boys'll be salivating over you." By the time they leave Damian to set up some predicament bondage for his sluts, she feels like she's fully part of the group.

She ends up hanging out with the rich kids a good deal more over the course of the week. It's gratifying - and she does see more people taking notice of her, as some of their social clout rubs off on her. But it's also distracting. None of them seem to do much work, and they spend a lot of time playing with blackbands (or in Faith's case, her greenbanded Whore). She doesn't get much studying done that week, but it does feel good to be making new friends.