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Hi. I'm Olivia; basically I'm the average blonde; streaky, muddy blonde hair, straight as corn silk and long to my elbows. I have side bangs and I look like a model with a heart-shaped face, a slender, shapely body with small but firm breasts and a tight little ass. I'm not a slut; in fact, I'm still a virgin, embarrassingly. I'm seventeen*and unlike most slutty girls my age, I care about my grades. I usually get A's or A s, and most boys know me as the "sexy nerd". Really I've only had five boyfriends in my lifetime; not because nobody wants my body, 'cause I'm just insecure with guys with big dicks, you know? I mean, I watch porn with my friends all the time and play with my pussy almost every other night, really, but I just can't stand being rammed by a cute guy and believe I'm still not a slut. But last week, I know now I'm much more than a slut. My ex, James, is a cute brunette with sparkling blue eyes and windswept hair. He has six packs and the cutest smile, but one crucial fact he didn't explain to me was that he was a sex addict. Two days after we started going out, he cornered me in a motel and I freaked and broke up with him. I was so scared I never mentioned this to anyone.Apparently James told every one of his friends, but I didn't know. I was much too worried about the yearly test, which I had on time to study for. Mrs. Bells had told Ümraniye Escort us to study about a month before, but I was busy working on my science project and avoiding James. So now I knew I was going to flunk this year and basically stay back a grade. I was so desperate I had to think of Roger, the guy who sold answers to kids with bad grades. I knew he had a crush on me, like any other guy, so I decided to be slutty for once and seduce him.I found him lingering around the end of the lockers, and when the bell rang, he didn't bother to leave. "Hey, Roger," I drawled slowly and teasingly. That day I wore a super short denim skirt, and I knew I would have to bend to show him my cute ass later. I wore a disturbingly sexy low tank, showing a whole lot of my cleavage, and nothing else but pink pumps. "Uh, um, hi Janie," he stammered. "What are you doing here skipping fourth period?""Well," I sighed ever so dumbly, "You see, the yearly test is today in fifth period, and I just..." I sniffed, "I just forgot to study. And I forgot my wallet at home." I prayed to myself he would fall for it. "Uh, uh of course Janie! Um, here's the list." He handed it to me, but dropped it purposely. "Oh, sorry," he said fakely."That's alright," I said honey-sweet. I bent over, and I saw him inch over to look under my ass at my naked pussy. Ümraniye Escort Bayan I was naughty and had decided to skip my panties. I heard him shudder ever so softly. I smiled and got up. "What?""Um, nothing," he said, but I saw his hands cup over his big erection. "It's just...I noticed you weren't wearing any underwear and...""Oh, but you won't tell anyone that, would you?" I said innocently and wrapped my long, tanned arms around his neck. He was really a jock, buzzed hair, big smile, nice toned bodies but just stupid; but just to seal it, I kissed him tenderly and let my tongue circle around his dry lips. I smiled, swirled my finger over his big erection, and left, sashaying my hips sexily. The next day grades came out and sure enough, I passed successfully. But unfortunately, Roger had spread the news of me kissing him and at lunch, James marched up to me and took my hand and dragged me away. "I haven't finished my salad yet," I whined. "Oh shut up bitch," he sighed. "Why did you make out with Roger?""I wanted to," I lied. "Oh, sure." He let his strong, firm hands swipe back his hair. "You'll kiss him but you won't kiss me.""Sorry," I said, stretching out the word. "Well, I know all about you buying the answers," he said, smirking. "And if you won't have sex with me, your little secret will be told to Escort Ümraniye every person in this school with a push of a button." He showed his cellphone with a naughty little smile. "You bastard," I gasped, resisting the urge to slap him. He looked at me. "Well, are you doing it or not?"I chewed my lip. Was my virginity or my grades more important? Finally, I gulped. "Fine. I'll do it.""I thought so," he said smugly and shoved a scrap of paper into my hands. "There's the instructions. Meet me in the motel tomorrow night at eight and don't forget the instructions."I sighed as he walked away. What had I gotten into?The next night, I took a glance at the list he insisted me to follow and wanted to scream. He wanted me to wear nothing but a see-through night gown and sexy red pumps. He insisted I wear no bra and make sure my nipples were erect and no panties, but knickers instead. Next, he wanted me to shower with my coconut shampoo, and dry it with a hairdryer and make sure it was fluffed but soft. It was everything like a slut would wear. Then he told me what I would have to do. I sighed and tried to remember my grade's importance, and set off in my Jeep to the 888 Motel. To room 546 I went, and inside, there were a bunch of random guys I recognized as Jame's bastard friends. Roger was even there, along with Michael, Freddie, Logan, and Zackary. Even though I was disgusted, they were all naked with their gigantic cocks erect. They seemed to have been stroking their pricks together just a moment before. "Alright," James got up and inspected me. He lifted my dress and longingly admired my breasts and naked pussy. Zack patted my ass and laughed.