Oh my god, delete that. I sent it to you on accident, DORK.

Jon stared at the text from his long-time bully, Emily. Though, he was much more interested in the lewd picture she had sent him just prior. She was clothed, but was showing off sucking a dildo. It was a pretty large dildo too if that bulge in her neck was of any indication.

Ding I'll do anything. Anything. Just don't send that to anyone.

Jon responded simply, Just don't make fun of me at school anymore, okay?

They were both in their senior year of high school, and Emily had tormented Jon since elementary school. At this point, a reprieve for the rest of the year was like a dream come true.

Ding Okay

Ding She sent a video. When Jon played it, she was slurping on that dildo like a pornstar, making some rather embarrassing moaning sounds, before looking at the camera and declaring "I'm just a cumslut".

Ding Shit. Please, I'll do ANYTHING. Just don't share that.

Jon didn't believe in signs from god or anything, but even he had a hard time ignoring this particular set of... "coincidences".

Jon typed back. Anything? If you mean it, meet me behind the soccer field after school tomorrow.

Ding Dork

Jon's heart was pounding in his chest as he made his way to the soccer field. School had been tough today, but despite that, he had been in a better mood today than he could remember being in a long time. Emily had actually left him alone today. When they passed in the hall, she gave him a... strange look. It wasn't hateful or anything. Just... odd.

Emily was already there when Jon arrived.

"Finally!" Emily exclaimed as she immediately began working on Jon's pants zipper.

This spot - technically off school property and well out of sight - was well known as a hook-up spot, but that's not what Jon had chosen it for.

"Whoa whoa whoa. What are you doing?" Jon exclaimed. "I just wanted to talk."

Emily paused, "Are you really saying 'no'? You have that much dirt on me, and all you want is to talk? You can have so much more than that, dork."

Now Jon paused. It was hard to see Emily as attractive given the torment she had caused him, but that video had been playing on repeat in his head ever since he got it, and he had to admit that she was one of the hottest girls in school. Plus, he had never done anything with a girl before... maybe now was his chance.

"O-okay. Um... yeah... S-... suck my dick?"

Emily rolled her eyes, but pulled his pants down to his ankles, and immediately took his rapidly hardening cock into her mouth.

She closed her eyes as she buried her face into his crotch, his not-yet-completely hard cock poking the back of her throat. Finally, she thought to herself. How much leverage do I have to give him?

A shiver ran down her spine at the pleasure of finally having her crush's cock in her mouth. She had never sucked a guy off before, but had been practicing with her dildo. She lacked somewhat in skill - not that Jon knew the difference - but made up for it with enthusiasm.

She bobbed back and forth on Jon's cock as it grew and grew. Jon had only compared himself to porn and thought he was average at best, but as quickly became fully hard, it was clear that he was about the same size as Emily's rather above-average dildo. And, given her practice with said dildo and the slight warm up as Jon got hard, Emily was able to throat him immediately.

For Jon's part, no further thoughts floated through his head. He could only moan and focus on keeping his legs underneath him.

Back and forth, back and forth, in and out, in and out went Jon's cock in Emily's throat, causing a familiar bulge to form in her neck.

It didn't take long for Jon to feel a familiar pressure building in his balls. Having so little experience, it didn't even occur to him to warn Emily. Still, Emily felt him start to pulse, put two and two together just in time to fully impale her face on her crush's cock.

Jon felt his cock throb powerfully, cumming harder than he ever had before down his bully's throat. He felt her neck pulse in response as she eagerly tried to swallow all the seed he had to give her.

Unconsciously, Jon reached for her head to hold her head in place he rode the last of his orgasm.

When the pulsing in her throat finally stopped, Emily pulled her head sloooowly off the delicious cock, and let it rest on her face as it leaked the last of the cum on her face.

"Same time tomorrow? I really don't want anyone to see that video..."

"Oh, don't worry," Jon said, panting. "I'll delete that video. We're good."

"Fine. But I want to do something first." Emily took out her phone, held it up, and took a picture of Jon's big cock resting on her cum-covered face.

They parted ways, and drove to their respective homes. As soon as Jon got home, he flopped on the couch, reeling from the experience.

Ding

Jon checked his phone. It was a picture of Emily with an "average" cock resting on her cum-covered face.

Ding Whoops. Guess we'll have to do this again tomorrow after all, huh?