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Tomboy: All American Heroine

FEM Fighters Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 6

The last week of school went by without incident. Neither Jessica nor Brad said a word to her, though she’d caught them both staring at her from time to time. Very creepy. Unfortunately, her after-hours efforts to steal Jessica’s phone had all fizzled out. First three of those nights, her father was home and wanted to go over her plans for college. He wasn’t happy about her moving to Dallas, Texas, but knew it was an amazing chance for her to escape their dead-end little town.

The other nights, either Jessica wasn’t home, or she was in the backyard with her Girl Squad and/or Brad. The night before graduation, Kelly had found Jessica in the hot tub with both Brad and his best friend, Malik Azad. All three were naked, and Jessica was being passed back and forth between the two guys.

Blew Kelly’s mind.

I’ll never get THAT sight out of my head.

Specifically, the sight of Brad and Malik double-penetrating Jessica. It started with Brad sodomizing Jessica, and then leaning back in the hot tub. That was when Malik moved up, lifted her legs up so high that her feet went right over the ginormous African-American’s shoulders, and then impaled Jessica on his cock. Yeah, Jessica bucked and screamed like a wildcat, sandwiched between the two big athletes. One reamed out her butt, while the other reamed out her pussy.

Kelly’s head hadn’t quite been the same after witnessing that.

But it was Saturday. Friday had been the last day of school. Technically, Kelly didn’t even have to attend the graduation ceremony, but her father was excited and wanted to take pictures. He’d dropped out during his junior year, when his own father died in a car wreck. He’d become the family breadwinner, supporting his mother and younger brother. Her graduation and going to college meant everything to him.

This was Kelly’s second chance to wear her designer dress and heels, and the only reason she gave to her father. It would all be under her robes, but she and her friends would know what she was truly wearing. That’s all that mattered. And that night, she’d attend a graduation party in that outfit without the robes.

Her father had to work a morning shift at the factory, but got time off just for the 3 PM graduation ceremony. At a little after one o’clock, Kelly headed for school, just three blocks away. The ceremony was in the auditorium. She carried her blue robes draped over her arm, so everyone could see her in that amazing outfit. The scrape and clatter of her stilettos on the concrete made her feel warm and fuzzy inside.

“I’m not even a big girl now,” she said, grinning from ear to ear. “I’m officially a full-grown, legal woman. Hear me roar.”

Technically, she’d been an adult for many months. But there was something about graduation that felt like the line between girl and woman.

There were lots of cars in the student parking lot, most prominently Jessica’s baby blue BMW 5-Series sedan. That car probably cost more than Kelly’s entire home; from what she’d heard, it had been a Christmas gift from Jessica’s parents. Kelly couldn’t even imagine what they’d give their spoiled little girl for graduation. And of course, the BMW was surrounded by a half-dozen other Cool Girl Squad luxury sedans. Jessica’s toadies were all rich, beautiful, and privileged beyond belief.

“One day I’ll have a car like that,” Kelly said to herself. “And I’ll buy daddy a bigger and better house, too.”

The graduates were all directed to the gym to prepare. Kelly signed in, and headed for the girls’ locker room. The school was providing the locker rooms so the girls could lock up their purses. Kelly wasn’t sure if the boys needed to lock anything up. She knew that some of the girls planned to come over in sweats and other casual outfits, and then change for the ceremony in the locker room.

She found Jessica there, with Shawnie and Jolene. They looked way too pleased to see Kelly. Hell, the looks they turned on her were downright hungry.

“Oh my, look at our little Kelly Kingsley,” Jessica taunted. “She’s given up her tomboy jeans to cosplay an actual woman.”

“She’s thaaat close to pulling it off, too,” Shawnie said, holding her fingers half an inch apart. “And that’s only because I gave her extra points for being able to stumble all the way to school in those big bad heels.”

“Ha ha, you’re so funny,” Kelly said. “Not.”

Jessica’s eyes narrowed, and then she looked at the smartphone in her hand. That phone Kelly had been trying to grab every night for the past week.

“Everyone out!” Jessica shouted as she tapped in her passcode.

To Kelly’s surprise, every other girl in there rushed out of the locker room. She was left facing Jessica, Jolene, and Shawnie. They smirked at her, their arms crossed under their boobs. And then Jessica extended her arm, the phone clutched in her hand. Kelly’s eyes locked on the screen to discover a video of her on her knees, in nothing but thongs and heels, sucking Brad’s dick with some enthusiasm.

“Oh no,” she gasped, feeling her heart sink into her belly.

“Oh yes, my pretty,” Jessica purred, wagging her brows. “I got the goods on you, Kelly. If this video, this sex tape, accidently gets uploaded online…”

“Wait,” Jolene said, faux shock spreading across her beautiful face. “Would that violate your scholarship’s morality clause?”

“Oh my,” Shawnie said. “You’d lose your only chance to escape a life as a fast-food cook, or waitress in a greasy spoon café.”

“You’re both wrong,” Jessica said. “Didn’t you see how she danced with my Brad back at Hooligans? And look at her body. I think our Kelly is a budding stripper. Maybe a hooker.”

“Yep, that’s primo hundred dollar a shot coochie there,” Shawnie said, and the three of them giggled.

“Wh-What do you want?” Kelly asked. “You must want something from me, otherwise you’d just post that video on your social media feed.”

“I told you she was smarter than the average bimbo,” Jessica said. She grinned at Kelly, biting her lip. “Strip.”

“What? Are you crazy?” Kelly cried. “I’m not a lesbian.”

“Wow. See where her mind went?” Jessica said. “I told you, this girl is headed for a brilliant career in the sex industry.” Then all humor left her face. “I said strip. Leave the shoes on.” Kelly hesitated. “Now.”

Kelly’s blood ran cold. For a long second, she couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think. Then, with trembling hands, she carefully set her robes down and reached back to unzip her designer dress. Shawnie hurried around to help, quickly zipping it all the way down. Once that was done, the busty teen just shrugged the dress off, carefully folded it, and placed it in a nearby locker with her purse. She stood before the Cool Girls in nothing but bra, thongs, and heels.

“Lose the bra and undies,” Jessica commanded.

“I don’t think – ”

“I didn’t ask what you think, want, or need,” Jessica sneered. “Get naked now. Or else suffer the consequences.”

Not knowing what else to do, Kelly complied. She pulled off her bra, then the thongs. And that’s when Jessica walked around her several times, looking her over, touching her inappropriately. The hot cheerleader lifted a heavy, perfectly formed boob, and strummed the erect nipple.

“Aaaiiieee!” Kelly cried, rising up on her toes, back bowing.

“See how aroused she is? What a raging slut,” Jessica taunted. Then she gave Kelly’s tits a firm squeeze, before her hand dropped down between the teenager’s carefully maintained snatch. Kelly’s back bowed a little more, and her breath caught, when her nemesis started stroking her tingling nether lips. “Oh my Lord, this slut is sopping wet. She is ready to rumble, girls.”

“This is all so wrong,” Kelly said. “You don’t have to do this, Jessica.”

Jessica pressed up close, while her hand began rubbing Kelly’s slippery folds with practiced talent. The most amazing sensations rippled up into Kelly’s overheating body. The beautiful coed squirmed and gasped, eyes fluttering closed as she struggled to clamp down on her body’s instinctive reaction to Jessica’s efforts.

“Aww, you’re wrong. I have to do this. I’ve dreamed of it for years.”

Kelly’s eyes popped open when Jessica kissed the corner of her lips. She caught the blonde’s big green eyes, held that intense gaze a long moment, and then extended her tongue. Kelly hesitated, but reluctantly stuck out her hot, wet tongue in return. Their tongues touched, and then Jessica sank into a deep, French kiss.

“Mmmggh,” they both moaned.

Jessica’s fingertips shifted over just a bit, and really went after Kelly’s clit. The beautiful teen cried out, rose up on her toes again, and an incredulous expression spread across her face. That was the most intense thing she’d felt since…

“Aaaaggh,” Kelly screamed. There was no surge to climax. Just… BAM. Divine eruption deep within. “Aaaggh!”

“Wow, she comes fast,” Shawnie said. “Lucky girl. It takes me half an hour to rub one out.”

“That’s because you aren’t a naturally born slut,” Jessica said proudly, stepping back.

Released from Jessica’s grasp, Kelly dropped to her knees, huffing and puffing. For a long moment, she didn’t know when or where she was at. All she wanted to do was bask in the afterglow, but then cold reality reared its ugly head.

“Okay, Kelly,” Jessica said. “These are my commands for today. First, you will attend graduation in nothing but your robe and heels. The dress, bra, and panties remain here. And then tonight, you will attend the graduation party I’m throwing at my house. Understand?”

“Yes. I understand.”

“What a nice, obedient little slut-in-training you are,” Jessica said. “The party starts at eight. Don’t be late.”

With that, Jessica and her girls left Kelly kneeling, panting, confused. She had to quickly pull herself back together, and then put on her graduation robes before anyone else came in. She so wanted to defy Jessica and wear her dress under the robes, but fear kept her from following through. Feeling small and pathetic, Kelly headed for the auditorium.

The students were seated in alphabetical order. The same order as they’d walk across the stage to accept their diplomas. To her horror, Kelly found herself sandwiched between Shawnie and Jolene. She’d forgotten their last names were, respectively, Kirkland and Kerr. Jolene was one ahead of her, with Shawnie following immediately behind.

And they had the scariest looks of wicked glee on their faces.

Kelly sat between Jolene and Shawnie, fidgeting, worrying the inside of her cheek. Jessica, whose last name was Albright, sat in the front row, slanting an occasional smirk back at her. The longer the ceremony stretched out, the more stress built up within the young woman. She was about to explode by the time they ordered the graduates to stand and file up to the stairs leading onto the stage.

Jolene and Shawnie pressed up close, sandwiching Kelly in between them. She understood it wasn’t necessary. They just wanted to intimidate her some more. But all they did was tick her off. Those privileged bitches intended to humiliate her in front of the school, in front of her father.

Not going to happen, Kelly said, finding her backbone at long last.

Her green eyes narrowed, delicate hands curling into fists. And then her mind began working on the problem, looking for the best solution without causing any kind of scene.

She had quite a while to consider her options, being in the middle of the graduates. By the time Jolene stepped up to the stage, Kelly knew what she’d do. Timing was everything. When Jolene headed up onto the stage, to stride across it with a big smile, Kelly felt Shawnie stealthily grab hold of her robe. Was the plan to yank it off when she started up the stairs?

Not very subtle, she thought.

Reaching back, Kelly forced her fingers between Shawnie’s fingers and grasped her adversary by the pinkies. And quickly used that leverage to force the pretty cheerleader to release her robe. And then, as soon as Shawnie let go, Kelly thrust her butt back to bump the blue-eyed blonde back a step, and then surged up the stairs and onto the stage with a big smile.

Glancing to her left, Kelly spotted her father standing up in the middle of the audience and taking pictures with a disposable camera. Then she spotted Jessica in the front row, sitting, seething. Yeah, both of those sights gave her the warm fuzzies.

Now I just have to survive Jessica’s party, Kelly thought as she accepted her diploma. And steal or destroy Jessica’s phone while I’m there.