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Tomboy: All American Heroine

FEM Fighters Super Heroines in Peril

Chapter 7

Part of her was terrified. The last thing Kelly wanted to be was a “guest” at one of Jessica’s parties, in Jessica’s ultimate place of power. Especially given the current circumstances. Yet, she was also thrilled that her nemesis had given her such a golden opportunity to find, steal, or destroy the phone with all that incriminating evidence. She’d probably never have a better opportunity to access the Albright house.

So Kelly dressed in nice white top, snug blue jeans, and red sneakers. Her only makeup was mascara and lipstick.

“Don’t wait up for me, Daddy,” she said. “Graduation parties can last all night. And there are some after parties down on the river, too.”

“Be careful, honey, and don’t drink,” he said from his beaten old easy chair. “I mean it. Don’t drink. Bad things happen when kids drink.”

“I’m an adult, Daddy,” she said. “But don’t worry. I don’t drink.”

Already, Kelly’s head was filled with scenarios of what might go down. Jessica certainly had plans for her. Evil plans. But the main objective was to find her blackmailer’s phone. Smash it. Dunk it in the toilet bowl. Destroy it and all the data inside some way.

This time, she went through the gated community’s main gate. The guards actually called the Albright house, and only let her through when they got the okay. Deep down, some small part Kelly had kind of hoped Jessica would mess with her and refuse. It would foil her plans for destroying the phone that night, but surely save her from a butt-load of public humiliation.

The street in front of the Albright home was packed with fancy cars. Some kids were standing around in the front yard in small groups. They called out and waved as Kelly passed. The front door was wide open, with rocking music blaring out. Kelly worked her way all through the ground floor, marveling at the size and luxury of it all. She wasn’t sure if it qualified as a full-on mansion, but it was bigger than anything she’d be able to afford in a lifetime.

Jessica wasn’t anywhere to be found on the ground floor, so Kelly went down into the basement. That was completely tricked out as an epic game room. There were two pool tables, a fully-stocked bar, and what had to be dozens of arcade cabinets. And that’s where the DJ was set up, and playing all that great music. But once again, Jessica was nowhere to be seen.

Kelly returned to the first floor and considered the grand stairs. Was Jessica up in her bedroom? How many bedrooms would a house that big have? And which one would be Jessica’s room? She didn’t want to walk-in on Jessica’s parents.

“It’s about time you showed up,” Jolene said, appearing suddenly by her side. The gorgeous redhead wore a blue, off-the-shoulder dress and stilettos. “Jessica expected you fifteen minutes ago. I heard her specifically order you to not be late.”

“I wasn’t,” Kelly said. “But I’ve been looking all over the house for Jessica.”

“She’s out by the pool,” Jolene said, grabbing Kelly’s hand. “Duh.”

The redhead half-dragged the hapless blonde through the house and out into the backyard. Somehow, it looked even more amazing than the peek Kelly had gotten over the back fence. The backyard was built up like a full-blown resort, with waterfalls, hot tub, everything. The pool house was two-stories, for Christ’s sake. Jessica sat at a table smack between the pool house and the pool, surrounded by her little clique of rich girls.

The Queen and her Ladies-in-waiting, Kelly thought.

“She’s here,” Jolene said as they approached. “I found the little scamp hiding in the house.”

“I was standing in the middle of the living room,” Kelly said. Kelly caught Jessica’s eyes and held them. “Looking for you.”

Jessica looked anything but pissed. In fact, she looked scary happy. Not-good-for-Kelly happy. Kelly noticed the phone was held tightly in Jessica’s left hand. Not going to be easy getting that little piece of plastic away.

But it didn’t last. Jessica looked Kelly up and down, and frowned.

“Why did you wear that to one of my parties?”

The thought had occurred to Kelly as well. The women, at least, were all dressed to the nines in expensive dresses and heels. The guys… Not so much. The majority of guys were wearing khakis or slacks paired with nice button-down shirts, while a few of the school’s top athletes straight-up wore jeans and t-shirts.

In any case, Jessica looked amazing, with her long brown hair pulled back in a high ponytail. She wore a bright yellow bandage dress that made her shapely body pop. Diamonds sparkled at her ears, throat, and left wrist. And silver Christian Louboutin strappy pumps adorned her feet. Yeah, she looked like a red-carpet ready movie star.

“Well, I’ve never been to one of your parties before,” Kelly replied. “And I thought comfort best for a long, fun party.”

The brunette looked disgusted, but stood and grabbed Kelly’s hand. The blonde beauty almost yanked her hand back. Why was everyone grabbing her to lead around? She had eyes. She could follow as well as anyone.

Kelly was led straight into the pool house. Brad and Malik were inside playing some kind of racing video game. Brad wore jeans and a polo shirt, while Malik wore a nice suit sans tie. They barely paid the two women any attention. Jessica led Kelly up the stairs, straight to a bedroom with a king-sized bed. A rumpled bed, at that. When Jessica finally released her hand to check a chest of drawers, Kelly reached over and put her hand over those rumpled sheets.

Ewww, still damp, she thought. Glancing at Jessica. Did she do the deed with Brad in this bed? Maybe Brad AND Malik?

She remembered seeing Jessica in a threesome with those two huge brutes. Brad had rocked Kelly’s world just for that brief tryst at Hooligans. Kelly couldn’t imagine what it would feel like to be passed around by two such big men, maybe for hours, and then allow them to both take her at the same time. Front and back! Her brain just wouldn’t wrap around it.

“Here. Put this on,” Jessica said, pulling the blonde out of her reverie.

The teeny-tiniest of red t-back bikini’s dangled from Jessica’s perfectly manicured hands. Kelly’s jaw dropped.

“Th-That won’t hardly cover anything!”

“I know,” she said, smirking. Jessica threw it against Kelly’s chest. “Put it on.”

Head numb, Kelly sat on the foot of the bed and removed her sneakers. Then her top, and finally, her jeans. Having come over bra-less, she finally added her cotton thongs to the pile of street clothes.

Jessica walked back and forth during all of this, taking picture after picture with her phone. It sickened Kelly to the core, but also redoubled her resolve to destroy that phone. And then maybe kick Jessica’s rich butt all the way to the other end of town.

Kelly slipped the skimpy red bikini bottoms up her legs and snugged them up nice and tight as quickly as she could. The tiny triangle barely covered her well-trimmed pubic patch, and really barely contained her folds. There was a frighteningly large amount of skin exposed to either side. She was used to bathing suits that covered her down there all the way to her legs.

“This is so embarrassing.”

“Good,” Jessica said, snapping a couple more pictures. “I like that look, so maybe you should go topless.”

“No,” Kelly cried, and quickly put the top on.

If anything, that part was even tinier. Basically, the top was frail, thin spaghetti straps holding two little triangles over her nipples. For all practical purposes, her large boobs were on full display. Worse, it was so flimsy that Kelly felt it would pop off if she breathed too hard.

“Put these on,” Jessica said, handing over a pair of red Casadei stiletto pumps.

They were the same kind of shoes Kelly owned, only in dark red snakeskin instead of white, with the signature tall silvery “blade” heels. Kelly slipped them on and stood straight before Jessica.

Her tormentor immediately lifted her phone and took a dozen more pictures, making Kelly strike numerous sexy, suggestive poses. And then the true ordeal began.

Kelly had to wait on Jessica and her Cool Girl friends hand and foot. They ran her ragged fetching things, making her strut around in that tiny bikini. Laughing at her whenever the top slipped off her constantly jostling tits. They really enjoyed ordering her to fetch so much food and drink from the kitchen that her hands were too full to pull her top back in place until after she delivered the order.

Everyone at the party got a good look at Kelly’s body, and especially her big tits.

“Damn, that girl was born to wear heels,” Shawnie said after five hours of Kelly being run ragged. The party was winding down, with most of the guest having already left. “She’s not struggling to walk or anything. I’ve been sitting the whole time and my feet are killing me.”

Kelly now knelt on the hard concrete between Jessica and Shawnie. She had nothing to say toward Shawnie’s comments, because her pride and self-esteem hurt way too much for her to even notice aching feet. So she continued to fuss with her barely-there top, until Jessica reached over and ripped it off completely.

“Oh,” Kelly whispered. “No, no, no…”

“Well, it’s bedtime,” Jessica said, standing and stretching. “Shawnie, could you and Jolene be dolls and shoo the stragglers off. I have one other thing I want to do with my little Kelly girl.” And then she leaned over and kissed Kelly. “Do you want to make love to me?”

Jessica nodded, holding Kelly’s eyes. Their gaze proved intense. Kelly felt it in her bones, and in her pussy. She nodded, really more mirroring Jessica than anything. But…

“Um. Yes? I guess,” Kelly whispered, throat tight. Her mind filled with memories of watching Jessica and her girl squad making out during that all-girl pool party. I guess I’m about to do some college-level sexual experimentation.

She did have one encouraging thought: Jessica would finally have to put her phone down. The girl hadn’t let go of it all night. True, she was constantly texting friends, some of which were at her party. But she never gave Kelly a sliver of a chance to snatch it up and smash it on the hard concrete. Or better yet, “accidentally” apply her fancy steel-heeled stilettos to its delicate circuits.

Jessica pinched a sensitive nipple, forcing a gasp out of Kelly’s lips. Then the beautiful brunette pulled up, so Kelly rose gracefully to her stiletto-heeled feet.

“Cross your wrists behind your back, and leave them there until I say otherwise,” Jessica said with steel in her voice. Stilling pinching that nipple, the rich girl headed back into the pool house with Kelly in tow. Brad and Malik looked up and stared when they entered. “Don’t just sit there, boys. Come on up. It’s party in Kelly’s pussy time.”

“What?” Kelly cried. “All three of you?”

“Of course. I said it was a party,” Jessica said. “Just you and me doing it is making love. You, me, and Brad is a threesome. Add Malik, and it’s a party.”

The seven-foot African-American immediately pressed up behind Kelly as Jessica led her up the stairs by her nipple. His big hands fondled the blonde beauty’s butt the whole way up. Brad chuckled as he brought up the rear.

As soon as they reached the bed, Malik swept Kelly up in his arms and claimed her lips. Brad did the same to Jessica. While Kelly and Malik made out like sex-starved minxes, Brad quickly stripped Jessica down to just her stilettos and pushed her back atop the bed. A moment later Malik pushed Kelly back onto the bed beside the brunette, and then ripped off her bottoms.

“Ooooh, yes,” Jessica sighed when Brad mounted her.

“Ugggh!” Kelly cried when Malik’s ginormous black cock penetrated a second later. Then he thrust in hard and deep. “Ugggh!”

Brad laughed. “Kelly was a virgin until I deflowered her last week.” He reached over to squeeze one of Kelly’s tits. “Not as good as when I banged you, is it?”

“Ooooh. Oh. Oh,” Kelly gasped as Malik started into his rhythm. “Oooh. Better. So much… Ooooh… Better.”

Kelly stared up at Malik in disbelief. He was so big. Every thrust rocked her boat like nothing else. It made her question her desire to be a virgin until marriage. What was she thinking?

“Oooh, my God. My God,” Kelly cried, back bowing up as her hands clutched fistfuls of sheet. Her long legs wrapped around the giant as she began bucking and writhing. “Oh yes. Yes. Yes.”

“She has that same shocked look she had when you popped her cherry,” Jessica said. “I think Kelly loves sex a little too much.”

“Fuck you,” Kelly gasped out, still bucking.

Tiny animal sounds started bubbling out of her lips when Malik finally worked his full length into her. And then the star basketball player went to town on her pussy. Malik pounded her hard and fast.

Kelly felt her body change. Hell, her mind changed, too. All thoughts other than his hands and dick faded away. Her world now revolved around her lover and his amazing big cock. She thrust her hips, trying so hard to get him even deeper inside her. She felt such deep, all-consuming need and hunger. Hunger for more, more, more…

“Faster. Please, faster,” she gasped out. “I can’t… I can’t… Ooooh.”

That beloved rush to climax suddenly swelled up deep inside. Erotic tingles flowed down to her knees, as it surged up, up, up… Until orgasmic glory erupted deep within. It consumed her with pulsing pleasure, washing through every inch of her oversexed body.

“Aaagggh!”

Malik kept right on fucking her, despite her climaxing like a boss. He never let her body recover, to calm down. And a few minutes later…

“Aaaaaggh!” Kelly screamed, twice as loud as before. “Oh yes. Yes!”

“Roll over,” Jessica said.

Malik rolled over onto his back, dragging Kelly up on top. The blonde teen began bouncing up and down his long, thick shaft. She’d never felt so out-of-control crazy. It was beyond anything she’d ever known or imagined. And then Brad pressed up to her back.

“What are you…?”

“Shhh, just relax and enjoy,” Brad whispered into her ear.

Kelly glanced up and back, catching his fierce, lustful eyes. Then she looked at Jessica, who was busy recording that very wicked sex act. A big smile spread across the brunette’s face when Brad pushed his cock up between Kelly’s butt cheeks, right up to her sphincter. And, with no more warning, he thrust into her.

“Ugggh!” Kelly cried upon penetration. “Oh. My. GOD!”

“Did that hurt, Kelly?” Jessica taunted.

“Yeeessss.”

Kelly knelt, frozen in place, straddling Malik’s cock. The huge African-American continued to slowly, steadily thrust up into her pussy, while roughly fondling her jostling tits. Brad fucked her ass a lot faster, harder. He had one hand tangled in her hair, keeping Kelly’s face toward Jessica. Then he wiggled a finger into her mouth, which she obediently started sucking on.

“Is double penetration the best sex you ever had, Kelly?” Jessica asked.

“Yeeesss!”

Her orgasms came hard and fast after that. Kelly stopped counting after six. At some point, Jessica joined them. The hot brunette straddled Kelly’s face, grinding her pussy into the blonde’s upturned mouth.

“Eat every last drop of Brad’s cum, Kelly,” Jessica commanded. “Lap it up like the wanton slut you are.”

It was a long, hard night for the beautiful softball pitcher. Each of them in turn took Kelly every way a man could take a woman, as well as every way a woman could take another woman. Twosomes. Threesomes. Foursomes. Nothing was off-limits, or too taboo.