Jake stood at the top of the bleachers watching the cheerleaders practice. He liked watching them, he always like watching them. Why wouldn't he? The hottest girls in school, dancing, flipping, and shaking themselves about, what was not to love? He liked that he was free to stand and watch them blatantly.
The head cheerleader was his sex toy. Kimberly Prescott had been a naughty girl, a very naughty girl indeed. On the outside she was living the dream. She was pretty, very pretty, no, pretty wasn't a strong enough word. Hot. Somehow not even hot was enough. Still it would have to do, Kimberly was stunningly hot. She was a fantastic dancer and thus easily became the head cheerleader once she hit her senior year.
She had book smarts too. Scoring incredibly well on most tests, including the SAT's. This meant that not only did she have a great dream of a high school life, but she would also have the opportunity to go to any college she wanted. From there, the world would become her oyster.
Which begs the question, why was she stuck being little more than Jake Ryan's personal sexual servant. This goddess forced into servitude to be a personal cum dumpster for the biggest loser in school?
The answer is simple. Kimberly's life is one big lie.
The story is a little more complicated.
Jake was never the guy that the girls fought to talk too. In fact Jake was the guy that girls at school barely knew existed. He wasn't bullied by others, he wasn't much of anything. Jake kept to himself most of the time, reading or writing or what have you, as a result he was just....there. for most kids in school, Jake was little more than a lawn ornament. You could look at him, but otherwise you ignore him.
He hated it.
Yet he was too afraid of stepping out of his shell into a playground of insults, bullilying, and terrible other high school shit. He convinced himself that college would be better so he just focused on the future.
So how did he end up the sexual master for the hottest piece of ass in class?
It all started six weeks ago. Jake was preparing for an upcoming Art project. He was wandering around the campus, filming groups of students from afar for B-Roll on his project about cliques.
It was when Jake was walking around the back of the school building, when he heard odd thumping coming from a nearby classroom window. He tore his view from the camera and looked around, wondering what the fuck he was hearing. Jake looked around and gasped as he saw the bare back of a woman, against a nearby window. As he watched in awe, he brought the camera up to film this. Getting footage of two teachers fucking would be incredibly powerful.
Then the girl was turned around and Jake jumped back in shock. It wasn't a teacher getting drilled. It was teacher doing the drilling, but the girl was none other than Kimberly Prescott. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He raised the camera and filmed the entire act.
As Jake stood on the bleachers waiting for practice to finish he smiled to himself. He never thought he would stumble upon a teacher fucking the shit out of a student, let alone Kimberly of all the girls on campus. Jake looked around and then pointed his camera toward the window into his golden ticket.
It was glorious blackmail. First he had used his little movie to make sure than he no longer needed to do school work. Mr. Clark, the student fucker, turned bright red as Jake played for him little clips of his recording.
Honestly Jake only wanted the grades, but the way it had been so easy to get what he wanted from Mr. Clark, he wondered what he could get from Kimberly. Jake knew that Kimberly was the kind of girl that was so far out of his league, he could never hope to get anything more than a "hello" from a woman so stunningly sexy.
But with a little blackmail...who knew what he could get Kimberly to do.
Now Jake watched Kimberly shake and move down on the field. She was incredibly beautiful, sexy, everything any guy could want. Now she belonged to him.
The head cheerleader was his sex toy. Kimberly Prescott had been a naughty girl, a very naughty girl indeed. On the outside she was living the dream. She was pretty, very pretty, no, pretty wasn't a strong enough word. Hot. Somehow not even hot was enough. Still it would have to do, Kimberly was stunningly hot. She was a fantastic dancer and thus easily became the head cheerleader once she hit her senior year.
She had book smarts too. Scoring incredibly well on most tests, including the SAT's. This meant that not only did she have a great dream of a high school life, but she would also have the opportunity to go to any college she wanted. From there, the world would become her oyster.
Which begs the question, why was she stuck being little more than Jake Ryan's personal sexual servant. This goddess forced into servitude to be a personal cum dumpster for the biggest loser in school?
The answer is simple. Kimberly's life is one big lie.
The story is a little more complicated.
Jake was never the guy that the girls fought to talk too. In fact Jake was the guy that girls at school barely knew existed. He wasn't bullied by others, he wasn't much of anything. Jake kept to himself most of the time, reading or writing or what have you, as a result he was just....there. for most kids in school, Jake was little more than a lawn ornament. You could look at him, but otherwise you ignore him.
He hated it.
Yet he was too afraid of stepping out of his shell into a playground of insults, bullilying, and terrible other high school shit. He convinced himself that college would be better so he just focused on the future.
So how did he end up the sexual master for the hottest piece of ass in class?
It all started six weeks ago. Jake was preparing for an upcoming Art project. He was wandering around the campus, filming groups of students from afar for B-Roll on his project about cliques.
It was when Jake was walking around the back of the school building, when he heard odd thumping coming from a nearby classroom window. He tore his view from the camera and looked around, wondering what the fuck he was hearing. Jake looked around and gasped as he saw the bare back of a woman, against a nearby window. As he watched in awe, he brought the camera up to film this. Getting footage of two teachers fucking would be incredibly powerful.
Then the girl was turned around and Jake jumped back in shock. It wasn't a teacher getting drilled. It was teacher doing the drilling, but the girl was none other than Kimberly Prescott. He couldn't believe that this was happening. He raised the camera and filmed the entire act.
As Jake stood on the bleachers waiting for practice to finish he smiled to himself. He never thought he would stumble upon a teacher fucking the shit out of a student, let alone Kimberly of all the girls on campus. Jake looked around and then pointed his camera toward the window into his golden ticket.
It was glorious blackmail. First he had used his little movie to make sure than he no longer needed to do school work. Mr. Clark, the student fucker, turned bright red as Jake played for him little clips of his recording.
Honestly Jake only wanted the grades, but the way it had been so easy to get what he wanted from Mr. Clark, he wondered what he could get from Kimberly. Jake knew that Kimberly was the kind of girl that was so far out of his league, he could never hope to get anything more than a "hello" from a woman so stunningly sexy.
But with a little blackmail...who knew what he could get Kimberly to do.
Now Jake watched Kimberly shake and move down on the field. She was incredibly beautiful, sexy, everything any guy could want. Now she belonged to him.