Talk Shit Get Licked 2

>You were furious
>Beyond furious
>Who the hell did this loser think he was?!
>Asking you out was bad enough, that alone deserved being shoved in a locker
>But that... stuff he did to you was...
>It was...
>You didn't remember how you had gotten home
>All of your fucking clothes had been ruined
>You had gone to the pharmacy to get all of the plan-b pills that you could get your hands on and taken half of those fuckers
>Fuck, you could still taste his CUM
>This deserved punishment
>No, no, no...
>This was FAR beyond punishment
>This deserved an execution
>A drawn and quartering that would live in infamy forever and ever
>It had taken a few day for you to... collect yourself, but now the Queen Bee was fucking back
>You were back, and you were ready to take take some fucking SKULLS
>With your connections it had been pretty simple to find everything about this boy that you needed to know, though in all honestly you only needed two things
>His name and his schedule
>Now that you had both of this he was a DEAD MAN
"Move! Outta my way!"
>You stomped through the hallway, fists clenched
>Students and even teachers were diving out of your way, as they should be
>You were making your way toward the lunchroom
>This loser had lunch this period, giving you the perfect opportunity to destroy him
>And you were going to destroy him
>It wasn't gonna be quick and painless either...
>As you stepped into the lunchroom everything went silent
>Everyone knew that you were looking for this pathetic man, though thankfully not for the EXACT reason
>Honestly, you were a little insulted that this Anon still came to school after what he did
>If he'd have any sense he'd have left the state by now
>It wouldn't have done him any good, but still...
>Speaking of that fatherfucker, he was sitting at the other end of the cafeteria, nose in a book
>There you are...
>Snorting, you made your way over toward him

>A teacher stepped in front of you, shaking in her boots, but a look sent her running for the hills.
"Hey, Anon!"
>The loser looked up from his book
>A smile came to his face when he saw you, which made you grit your teeth
>"Oh, hey Sunset. Did you figure out what movie we're watching tomorrow?"
>Movie?
>MOVIE?!
>Oh, you'll show him a fucking MOVIE!
"We're not watching SHIT, you dumb fuck," you snarled, slapping the book out of his hands. "The only thing I'm going is ripping your Celestia-damned head off, skinning you alive, and ripping your damn heart out of your chest!"
>The idiot boy blinked
>"...Wouldn't just ripping my head off make everything else a little redundant?"
"It's, wha--SHIT THE FUCK UP!" you said, poking his chest. "Did you think you could get just walk away after what you did to me? I've ruined people's lives for just looking at me funny! But you, oh you."
>You leered down at him, grinning evilly
>"Oh, I'm gonna take my time with you. By the time I'm finished there won't be anything left."
>His brow furrowed
>"So you don't wanna see that movie then?" he asked
>You clenched your jaw so hard that it hurt
>Grabbing him by his collar, you yanked him to his feet
"Get up. Get up! You and I are taking a little walk..."

~_~_~_~_~_~

"Gulk, gulk, urk!"
>You gagged as you felt the losers cock slip into your throat
>Your chest was burning, you were dizzy
>Tears were streaming down your face
>Cum was dripping off your chin and cheeks
>More than anything, you wanted to bite down, to hear him scream in pain, but you couldn't
>His girth was stretching your jaw too much
>You could feel his hands on either side of your head, holding you in place as he thrusted away
>You let out a muffled yell, gagging yet again as your nose was forced against his pelvis
>The fucker held you there until your body was shaking with the need for oxygen
>You slapped at his legs, trying to force
>Those slaps became weaker and weaker
>Your eyelids drooped, and you felt yourself losing consciousness
>Before the darkness embraced you however, Anon suddenly pulled out of your mouth with a pop
"Haaaaaaaah..."
>Your eyes shot open as you took a deep breath, chest heaving
>The loser kept you falling over
>He clenching his cock in his free hand, and was proceeding to rub the spit and pre accumulated on it's tip against your cheek
>"You know, if you didn't want to see a movie you could have said so," he said, switching to the other cheek. "I'd have been fun with something else. We could go bowling if you want. There's also a skating rink that I haven't been to since I was little. We could go do that if you want."
>He tapped his cock against the bridge of your nose
>You reflexively inhaled, taking in his scent
>A shiver ran through you as the hand down your panties went into overdrive
>Oh, if he thought he was dead before he was DOUBLE dead now...
>He reached down and grabbed your chin, gently tilting your head up, pressing his cockhead against your lips
>"I think I got one more in me. After that we can figure out what we're gonna do, alright?"
"You--urg!"
>Your eyes crossed as his cock slid against your tongue
>An orgasm washed over you, soaking your completely drenched panties
>This was the--

>"Anon what are you--OH MY GOSH! Anon! What in the world are you doing?!"
>Your gaze snapped toward the door
>There was one of those prissy popular kids that you made fun of the other day
>Carmelo or something
>Eyes widening, you weakly tried to push yourself away from the idiot making you choke on his cock, but he simply held onto you firmly, slowly pushing more of his length into your mouth
>"Oh, hi Caramel!" he said, giving the other loser a little wave. "Hows--hmm~ How's it going?"
>Caramel's eyes darted from between you and Anon
>You would have shouted at him to fuck off it Anon didn't suddenly decide to bury his cock in your throat
"Gulk!"
>Caramel jumped at your gagging
>"I, the, who--ANON WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" he said, stomping a foot. "YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO COME WITH ME TO MY GOLF TOURNAMENT AND YOU'RE DOING THIS!"
>"It's that... that time already? Shit, sorry man,time totally slipped my mind."
>Your head bounced back and forth, faster and faster
>You couldn't feel a hand on your head anymore
>Your eyes were crossing again, and everything was becoming hazy
>A moan escaped you, barely audible with the cock in your mouth
>"Oh yea~ Just like that Sunny," Anon said, bucking his hips. "And, um, give me like five minutes, Car. I'll drive us to the country club."
>"WHY DO YOU HAVE YOUR PENIS IN THAT DIRTY BULLY'S MOUTH, ANON!" Caramel yelled. "WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THAT LIKE RIGHT NOW!"
>You rubbed your nose against Anon's pelvis
>His cock was pulsing
>He was going to cum soon
>"Honestly, I have no idea," he said, looking down at you. "I think. There was a lot of stuff and, you know."
>"No, No I don't know, Anon," Caramel said, watching as a bead of drool feel from your cheek and onto the floor
>"It's one of those things," Anon replied, making a gesture with his hand. "It's... whoo... it's like how magnets work, or how the earth spins."
>Caramel's mouth opened and closed for a good minute
>"Anon... that doesn't--"
>Anon grimaced, eyes becoming unfocused

>"Hang on buddy,"he said, raising a finger. "Just give me... a... second..."
>A hand was placed on the back of your head, stopping your bobbing
>Anon pulled back until just his tip was in your mouth
>Without thinking, you began bathing the leaking tip with your tongue
>"Here it comes... Sunny," he said
>You felt him throb about your lips
>The first fat, heavy load coated your tongue
>You moaned, fingering yourself to another orgasm as you swallowed
>The next load was just as large
>As was the next, and the next
>You tried to swallow between spurts, but accidently mistimed one
>You gagged on the throatful of semen, sending it all shooting out of your mouth
>A coughing fit insured
>Anon's cock popped out of your mouth, but he didn't stop cumming
>The front of your shirt was coated, as was your face and neck
>You were forced to close your eyes as the cum made its way down your face
>Eventually, the unending tide of cum did stop
>Anon's tip was pushed back into your mouth for a few moments, just long enough for you to lick him clean, before he pulled away and gave you a pat on your head
>"Hey, we'll talk about the dating thing later. Just give me a call later tonight, okay?"
>Cracking open an eye, you saw him zipping up his pants, a smile on his face as he turned his attention toward the wide-eyed loser in front of him
>"Alright, let's go buddy. I've been waiting all day to see you kick the crap out of the other guys," he said, walking over and giving Caramel's shoulder a slap. "I've been practicing my golf clap for like three days. I'm gonna support you harder than you've ever been supported. Believe it."