Futa Naked In School 11 – Futa Bully’s Naughty Week 2: Shelena’s Naughty Offer

Futa Naked In School – Futa Bully’s Naughty Week

Chapter Two: Shelena’s Naughty Offer

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2019

Shelena Lowell’s Week, Tuesday

I couldn’t believe I was crying.

Me!

I leaned against the wall in the second-floor corridor, Guanting Chan’s futa-cum leaking out of my pussy. Tears spilled down my cheeks as I struggled to get my emotions under control. Anger boiled through me at the mocking laughter that had surrounded me in the cafeteria.

All my life, I had been in charge. The tallest and fastest futa on the team. The one with the biggest cock. Girls were all sluts for my dick even when they pretended they weren’t. And then it all fell apart last week because of that bitch.

Salome Cardozo.

I had worked all year to get that freshman to give me her cherry she was saving for her futa-girlfriend. I had come so close and then, in a heated moment of anger, I said words that destroyed my reputation.

I tried to force myself on Salome and claim what she owed me. Everyone saw. It went against the Program and the new sexual freedom sweeping across America. People should be free to have sex with whom they wanted so long as they consented.

I came so close to getting that whore to consent. She would have. Once my dick was in her. I just knew it. She was a complete slut now. She was fucking every futa she could to feed her sissy futa-girlfriend creampies. It was disgusting.

I could still remember the taste of eating one of those creampies.

That was the problem. I was so horny, I agreed to eat out Salome and let her futa-girlfriend, Paloma, fuck me in the asshole. I’d never done anything with another futa before. I was into girls. Pussies with clits and not dicks.

Worse, I had enjoyed it. I couldn’t believe it.

But they filmed it. They had it uploaded to YouTube and were live-streaming it on Twitch. The entire student body knew. Things only got more fucked up when everyone witnessed that nerdy head of the A/V club, Guanting Chan, pop my cherry and fuck my cunt while I was helpless to say no.

Just a slut begging for a cock. Me!

“Goddess fucking dammit!” I snarled, the tears spilling down my face. I punched the wall. “Stop your fucking crying! You’re a futa, not a sniveling slut!”

But I was a slut. I had the cum running out of my pussy to prove it. I had cum hard on both Paloma’s and Guanting’s cocks. I had enjoyed them both.

“Fuck!”

I punched a hole through the drywall. My fist throbbed. I grimaced and shook my hand, my knuckles pulsing with pain. I might have broken one. I snarled in fury. Great. Now I had this to deal with. I groaned my teeth together. If anyone found out I’d done this…

I stalked away before I was caught. I wouldn’t be a crybaby. I’d be a futa. I wouldn’t give in to their bullying. I wouldn’t be their bitch. So they’d fucked me. Big deal. No one cared if futas did things with futas any longer. If they were sissies who took cocks in their cunts and assholes, who licked cum out of a girl’s cunt.

My futa-dick throbbed before me. That swelling ache grew and grew.

I washed off my face in the bathroom. I stared at my ebony features, my short hair framing my beautiful face. I had an Amazon’s look. Powerful and sexy all at the same time. My breasts were large, uncovered since I had to go naked for a week. My futa-dick was hard, thrusting from the shaved folds of my cunt. The type of dicks girls loved to ride.

Or futas…

I shook that idea out of my mind.

I had to reassert my dominance. I had to show everyone that I was the top futa at this college. Today was a fluke. I grinned. I’d learned from playing football that you couldn’t always score the big V. You lost games, but you had to bounce back. You couldn’t let one failure weigh you down.

“That’s fucking right,” I told myself. “You led the Rogers to win the championship! You are the best member of the team. The girls will be begging for your cock soon.”

Pepped up, I headed for my first afternoon class.

Girls tormented me the rest of the day. When I walked into my math class taught by Miss Stanton, I grinned at the sight of Ji-Min. The Korean girl was the student council president. During the bake sale a few weeks back, I’d fucked her mother with the other members of the football team. They were selling special pies with the cum dribbling out of their cunts. Her mother had turned into a big slut.

And so had Ji-Min.

I shook my head as she lifted her skirt and flashed her shaved pussy at me. She grinned at me and rubbed her fingers up and down it. I groaned, my dick hard and throbbing. Things were starting to change already. Just like I thought. I glanced at Miss Stanton.

“I need relief.”

She shrugged. “Your business. You have ten minutes.”

“Want to help me, Ji-Min?” I asked.

She threw back her head and laughed. It was the most mocking, derisive sound I’d ever heard. My smile slipped off my lips as she snapped her thighs shut and closed her legs. She glanced over at Jalila Zaman. The Arabic Cheerleader flashed her cunt.

“No Shelena’s Allowed,” was written in permanent marker above her shaved twat.

“Sorry,” the cheerleader said. “As you can see, you’re not allowed in my pussy.”

“Nor mine,” purred Audie Marlowe. She pursed a pouting, lower lip. “Sorry, I don’t allow bitches to fuck me.”

“Girls,” snapped Miss Stanton, “I won’t have you bullying poor Shelena. If you’re not going to help her out, then don’t tease her.”

My cheeks burned. Fuck, now I needed a professor to come to my rescue?

I sank down in my seat. My professor glanced at me, arching an eyebrow that seemed to say, “Why aren’t you jerking your cock?” The humiliation burned through me. I leaned over my desk, fighting down the emotion.

I wouldn’t fucking cry.

My next class went about the same. Ji-Min and Audie Marlowe were both in my biology class, too. They were more than happy to flash their cunts at me and then shake their heads no, shit-eating grins on their faces. Patty Abbott joined them. They stood around my desk, holding up their skirts, the scents of their pussies filling my nose.

“Mmm, I think I need a hard cock to fuck me,” said Patty. “Any suggestions.”

“I love fucking Leann Winthrop,” said Ji-Min. “She’s great. She’s not a cunt.”

“That’s important,” said Audie. “You don’t want to fuck a cunt. Unless you need Adile.”

“Mmm, that’s a cunt I’d fuck any day,” moaned Ji-Min.

“You’re all a bunch of bitches,” I muttered.

They giggled and darted to their seat as Mrs. Jordan entered. The redheaded professor had that happy look on her face like she just had a quickie, her features flushed. She was fucking her daughter. I grimaced, shaking my head.

Why did I have to have Ji-Min in three classes in a row? That Korean cunt was driving me insane. During my last class, Social Studies, she kept flashing me her cunt. Soon Alanna Glass and Juniper Dannel were joining her. The other futas were loving it, too, and I had a feeling that some of them were going to get laid.

Mbali was in this class. She was on my team, but the African futa ignored me. It was like I didn’t exist. That was cold. I led our football team to victory.

Anger boiled in me when I left my last class. I marched out, ready to leave the college behind. I stomped through the crowds. Girls jumped out of my way in mock fear, gasping about how they didn’t want to be forced.

“No, no, you can’t have my cherry!” one girl gasped. As if that slut still had hers.

When I burst outside, I spotted one of the futa-nerds I hated most. Candice Vance. She was walking along with Ginny. The first week of classes, Ginny had been in the Program. I had wanted her cherry. I had cornered her in the locker room, soaped her body in the shower, and had her on the verge of begging for my cock when Candice showed up and filmed it all. She was going to blackmail me.

It looked bad. Ginny kept saying she didn’t want it. You know girls, when they said no, they really meant yes.

Fury surging through me, it was time to restore balance. “Hey! Candice, you fucking futa-slut!”

I marched towards her. Candice whirled around, her blonde pigtails dancing about her face. The futa didn’t flinch like I wanted. Instead, she hiked up her skirt and revealed her hardon tenting a pair of frilly, sky-blue panties.

“Do you want to suck my cock?” Candice asked. “I hear you like futas now. It’s a huge one, but you can do it. You have such a big mouth. I just know you can take me.”

Laughter burst around me. Ginny beamed, her red hair framing her delighted face. She shoved down her futa-girlfriend’s panties and held the exposed girl-cock in her hands. It was huge. As big as mine. Maybe bigger. I didn’t know a White futa could have a dick that large.

“Just open wide,” purred Ginny. “You know you want it.”

“Shelena’s the biggest cocksucker at our college!” a futa shouted.

“If hers is too big, mine’s smaller,” shouted Samantha Herbert. “It fits Rosario’s mouth just fine.”

“You’ll love it!” Rosario added, standing with Samantha.

“Or me,” said Teal. “I’ve never had a futa suck my cock. I bet it’s fun. I’m sure Lola won’t mine.”

“Suck her cock!” cheered Jalila and Genevieve. The two cheerleaders were bouncing up and down like it was a game. “Suck her cock!”

“SUCK HER COCK!” cheered the crowd around me.

“SUCK HER COCK!”

“SUCK HER COCK!”

I fled.

I couldn’t believe this was happening. Candice had been terrified of me that day she had filmed me in the locker room. She had only found the courage because she wanted to get in Ginny’s pussy. Today, she hadn’t shown an ounce of fear of me. I could have hurt her. Bent her down and fucked her. Let everyone see that I did the thrusting.

I didn’t take cocks in my cunt. I fucked them!

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Wednesday

The next day didn’t improve. When my teammate April Gore saw me, she burst into laughter. “You let a scrawny nerd fuck you like a slut.”

Then in my first class, all the girls flashed their tits at me with phrases like, “Not for Shelena!” or “Free boobs to grope if you’re not Shelena!” or “Go fuck yourself, Shelena!” written on their breasts.