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Subject: {ASSM} Fucking My Way Through High School by Katie McN  (M+m_F+f+f, NC, Ganbangs, Etc., RP)
Date: Wed, 22 Aug 2001 21:10:04 -0400
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Fucking My Way Through High School

By Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com>

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Notes: This story is copyrighted 2001 by Katie McN.
However feel free to post it anywhere that doesn't
have a fee for reading or use adult check, and feel
free to pass it around to anyone you figure could
benefit from the story. You can also post it in
front of urinals in the men's room of any bar or
nudie joint where this sort of thing is just what
they're looking for.

Here is an interesting fact. I'm a real person and
answer e mail promptly. I figure you doubt this so
give it a shot and see what happens. Give it a try
at katie@katiemcn.com

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Did you ever wonder if the really good looking girl
sitting in the corner of the library with her head
in a book ever gets laid? Well I can tell you for a
fact, she does.

My name is Holly and I go to Junior Samples High School
in Richardson, Texas. Not too many people know me outside
of the Science Club. I kind of keep to myself and have
a difficult time just walking up to people and talking.

Today I'll receive the High School Valedictorian Award
since I'm graduating top of my class. Sure, anyone would
figure that a girl like me would get the award. Everyone
else was having fun while I stayed home nights studying.
Of course they'd be wrong. In fact, I probably had more
fun than anyone in the class.


I remember when I was a Freshman and having trouble with
Biology. In Texas we don't study evolution and so learning
about the immaculate conception of the earth was about all
that was left for the teacher to talk about. Well, cutting
up animals was the other part of the class. The State figured
that was a good thing and so we hacked away at anything that
was born to include a couple of endangered species.

Now none of this seemed like fun to me so I figured I'd talk
to the teacher and see if I could do something else instead.
Right after school on Monday afternoon, I marched into Mr.
McNallen's office. I was dressed in my Junior Rodeo snap
button shirt, cowgirl boots and last year's jeans. I thought
I looked hot.

Mr. McNallen said there was no way I was getting out of the
biology lab stuff and so I'd be hacking away at all those
poor animals just like the rest of the kids. I guess I got
pretty excited when I started arguing with him. Every once
in awhile one of the snap buttons on my shirt would unsnap.
I didn't think anything of it at first, but when I saw how
e was seemed to be waiting for the next one to go, I figured
I was on to something good. I got a little more active then
and before he could say, "Show me your tits", I was showing
him my tits.

"Mr. McNallen, what's that big ole bulge in your pants? Are
you sick or something? Maybe I can help?"

I helped all right by grabbing on to his whopper and giving
it a big squeeze. Well, a lot of other stuff happened and
before he knew what was going on, his pants and boxers were
around his ankles. His woody was sky high by then and I
continued to pretend I didn't know what was I was doing.

"Can I kiss it and make it better?"

He didn't say anything even when I started giving him a
blow job. I thought I was doing pretty good for a fourteen
year old and I guess he did too. He was making some wild
sounds.

"I guess I can't do anything about this problem so I'll
just go back home and study for my biology labs."

I thought he was going to crap his pants. Well, he couldn't
really do that since they were around his ankles. Anyhow,
he grabbed me and said, "You can't leave me like this. I'll
let you out of the biology lab. Just keep doing what you
were doing."

I figured he was bull shitting me as guys are known to do,
but I went ahead and gave him a world class hummer anyhow.
I got right down on my knees and sucked his cock until he
just about came and then stopped to ask him if I was doing
it right. I got him to the 'place' about four different
times and backed off. I thought he was going to kick my ass.

"I don't think this is working, Mr. McNallen. Would you
rather fuck me instead."

Ha, ha, ha. He almost fell down when I said it. For some
reason he didn't think young girls knew stuff like that.
Well, that's what he thought.

Instead of wasting a lot of time waiting for his 'Yes', I
just went right ahead and started taking off my clothes.
It turns out that I have a natural ability as a strip
teaser and he got one of my A performances.

I took off my shirt first since it was open anyhow. I threw
it across the room and once he had a chance to check out
my rather nice looking boobs, I kind of did a shimmy and
let him see those beauties jiggle around. He seemed to
like what he saw.

Next came the cowgirls boots which took about two seconds
to get off. I threw them across the room and they crashed
into the wall. Seemed to add just that much to the whole
thing.

My pants were a lot harder to get off. I had to bend this
way and that and I think I got just about every part of
my body moving as I did.

Finally my pants were off and laying on the floor. One of
the skills every girl in Texas has is the ability to pick
things up without bending her knees. I heard a strange
sound when I bent over to pick up my jeans. I figure a
guy his age must have seen a butt before, but maybe not.

My little tease went faster than he expected since I
wasn't wearing any underwear.

He just stood there in stunned disbelief  while I laid
myself out on his desk. He was looking at me as if he
you got 'em." Well, he just stood there so I spread mine
and pretty soon he figured out the purpose for the cute
little pussy looking back at him from his desk.

This was so much fun for me that I was wet as can be.
He tried to ease his whopper into my young girl pussy,
but he was just wasting his time. The jumbo rod slipped
right into my cunt like it was designed to fit. Before
I could say, "Sam Houston gives head on the first date",
he was pumping my box like there was no tomorrow.

He lasted about 30 of the most wonderful seconds of his
life based on the look on his face. I loved seeing him
hot. Kind of fun for me, too, since I didn't really even
have to work up a sweat.

Later on in the semester, he came around for seconds.
Hah. I was ready for that one. I started crying and told
him I was so ashamed of what I'd done that I had to go to
the principal and confess everything. It didn't bother him
at first until I reminded him that he had that purple birth
mark on his left ball. Well, I never did a lab assignment
in Biology and got an A for course. Being that this was
Texas and all, he was the Science teacher and so he was
happy to give me an A in Chemistry, Physiology and Physics
along with a recommendation to any college of my choice.


History is not taught the same way in Texas as it is in
other states. Everyone knows that Davie Crockett is just
something that Disney invented to sell movies. Plus, anyone
whose seen the Alamo would know right away that there
couldn't have been any battle there since it's in downtown
San Antonio and doesn't even have walls to speak of. I was
real tired of listening to that crap day in and out, so I
figured I'd go talk with my history teacher, Miss Selmont.

"Hello Miss Selmont. I'm sorry to bother you after class,
but I really have some problems with the stuff we're learning."

She had me sit down in the front row of her classroom and
proceeded to explain that the State told her what to teach
and that it was required for everyone to learn this crap
and so on. I might have gotten real bored with that part
of it except for one thing.

She was sitting on the edge of her desk and kept crossing
and uncrossing her legs. I figured she was nervous, but I
was enjoying the view. I'd never seen anyone actually wear
a garter belt and thought it looked way cool. I decided
right then that I'd be getting one as soon as I had the
chance. I also thought the black stockings were something
else, but figured my mother wouldn't let me wear them
because of my age.

She kept looking at me and I kind of knew what she wanted
to say. For some reason she was just too shy so I thought
I had to take the initiative.

"I've never seen a garter belt before, Miss Selmont.
Do you wear them all the time."

"Not really, Holly. I have a date tonight and decided
to dress up a little bit."

"Could I look at it please. I think I'd like to wear
one when I'm an adult like you."

She soon had her dress off and was standing in her
classroom in a push up bra, garter belt, black seamed
stocking and high heel pumps. I made a mental note
that all red underwear was distracting although I kind
of liked the effect.

"You have such large breasts. Miss Selmont. I can't
wait until I'm a woman."

"Yours are nice, Holly. You have nothing to feel
bad about."

"What do you mean? Feel this."

Before she knew what hit her, I pressed her hand on
my tit. She tried to get away even though I knew she
wanted to give it a squeeze. I pressed her hand into
my boob and moved it around a little bit. While I was
doing that, my other hand slipped around behind her and
unsnapped her bra. In less time than it takes to say,
"Armadillo Road Kill.", I had her bra laying on the
floor and was pressing her back onto her desk. I figured
she was going to be the one with the bruises this time.

As she fell back I grabbed her panties with two hands
and quickly slid them down her legs. I wondered how girls
went to the salle de bain when they wore garter belts. It
was so simple once I realized the panties went on the outside.

"Mrppmph, mrppmph, mrppmph."

I was trying to make as much noise as possible as I went
down on her in case she got off real fast. I figured she
wouldn't notice if I seemed like I was working hard.

My tongue got to working on her clittie head which was about
five times normal size. I just sucked that thing into my
mouth and teased her like there was no tomorrow. I guess
I was doing it right cause she started making some really
unusual sounds. She got even louder when I buried my tongue
in her pussy and twirled it around while soaking up all her
love juices. She tasted sweet as can be and I loved every
drop.

This was no wham, bam, thank you ma'am. I did her three
ways from Thursday and left her laying on the desk looking
like something that got rode hard and put up wet.

I promised I'd do her again just like that if I noticed
a nice surprise on my report card. Sure enough, I got an
A in history, Government and Home Economics. Well she was
a woman and so she had to teach the girls classes, too.


Most every high school has a rumor about some bimbo who
took on the whole football team. Of course no one was
there to verify it including the team or the girl in
question. I figured I just might try that one out.

Now, seeing as how high school football is the most
important cultural event in Texas, just about any
incentive was considered a good thing if it helped the
team win. I slipped into my Texas Flag bikini and snuck
into the locker room just as the varsity first team was
saying a prayer for victory. Reverend Bower seemed to
really have those boys inspired.

"Dear God, help our boys kick the shit out of those
assholes at AE Neuman High School and make sure they
beat the point spread."

"Hi boys. Do you like what you see? I'm willing to
fuck the shit out of the whole varsity if you guys
win the big game." I made sure to bounce around a
lot in case they couldn't tell I was a babe. They
seemed to be getting the idea and so did the good
reverend.

"Boys, God has answered my prayers. You get your dead
asses out there and win the game and we'll be getting
some of the best pussy I ever did see."

Well, the boys won that game 128-2. I'm not sure I
know how the two got scored, but the win was never in
doubt. I was all ready for them in the locker room when
the varsity arrived. I tried to be very modest with a
simple white garter belt, matching stockings and high
heels. I didn't have time to put on anything else which
was probably just as well cause the boys would have just
torn it off any how.

The action started in the shower room because I was simply
not going to fuck any smelly guy. I ran around there giving
quick blow jobs and making sure everyone was hard as a rock
at all times. They thought I was being nice, but I figured
it would be easier to get them off this way.

We broke into the PE Coaches office and found the bed they
slept in while they had the students running laps. At first
I just let them fuck me one and a time and I was on top
because I didn't want one of those big boys crushing my
cute little self. They were averaging about two minutes a
piece and I figured I'd be out of there in a half hour.
Well, just goes to show ya.

The door crashed open and the rest of the team rushed in
along with the coaches and the good reverend. I realized
if I didn't give it up to everyone there'd be some hard
feelings so I resigned myself to going for it.

I wasn't wasting any time with one on one by then. I was
on top of one guy while I gave another one a blow job and
let someone else stick it up my ass. One of the good things
about athletes is that they have rhythm and so we were able
to get it going pretty good. Each time one of them got off,
another one jumped in. I was really getting into by then and
even let the first and second string water boys take a shot.

Now, the PE coaches didn't figure me for the type of person
who would hide a video camera in the locker room. Course
they're PE coaches so you have to take that into
consideration. When they did see the video, I got an A in
every PE class from then on as well as Driver Education,
some shop classes and a bunch of weird electives that only
PE coaches know about.

I realized that I was going to have to fuck a lot of people
if I wanted to get all As. I figured there had to be a better
way. This is where being smart comes into play. I knew that
the report cards were all done by computer. All I had to do
was find the programmer and the rest would be easy.

"Hello, sir. Are you the computer programmer by any chance?"
Shit, the guy was wearing a Grateful Dead tee shirt, coke
bottle glasses and limp white socks drooping over his tan
and black earth shoes. What else could he be?

"Uh, yes. Uh, what can I, uh, do for you?"

"I'm horney as can be. Do you want to get laid?"

The guy was hung real good and once he got to knockin'
the place got to rockin'. He had some good dope, too. From
then on, every semester I dropped by right before report
card time and he took care of the rest. That was way easier
than trying to fuck every teacher I had.


I was hoping to make a little money before I went off to
college. I discovered that the local nude dancing club needed
some daytime help so I figured this would be a natural work
study activity. I went over to see the principal about getting
time off from school, and since I was an honor student, I
just barged right into his office. Well, he might not have
thought it was such a good idea.

I saw him fucking Mrs. Marlythorn, the Administrative person,
right there on his couch. I was lucky to have my camera handy
and took a couple of explicit pictures. They decided that I
could just come and go as I pleased from then on and there
would never be an absence marked on my report card. Mrs.
Marlythorn was nice enough to remove me from class rosters
and add me back just before report cards were due. No teacher
actually knew I was in his or her class from then on.


I loved working in the nudie bar. My dancing tips averaged
about $2 thousand a week before taxes which I didn't think
to pay because I was just a kid. Since it was day time, we
never had any inspectors come in the place so I could do
anything I wanted. I loved it when I saw some of the teachers
from my high school stop in.  They really tipped well when
I sat on one of their faces or picked up a beer bottle with
my pussy. The piece de resitance was when I smoked a cigarette
in my cunt. They loved it and fought over who got to smoke it
after I pulled it out.


About the only work I had to do in school since the middle
of my Freshman year happened on the very last day. I had to
make a Valedictorian Speech in front of the whole student
body at our graduation ceremony. I wasn't concerned about it.
I just found the transcript of the speech made by the prior
year's top student and read that one. I figured no one ever
paid a bit of attention to the speech so who would care?

I did spice it up a bit though.

I wasn't wearing anything but high heels under my graduation
robe. The sun was beginning to set behind the audience at our
typical Texas outdoor graduation ceremony. This sort of back
lit my robe and almost turned it transparent. I knew the
faculty siting behind me was getting more than an eyeful. I
moved around a lot, arched my back and found reasons to bend
over toward the audience. I figured every man on the
faculty except the gay music teacher had a boner.

"In conclusion, I would like to bring Principal Stanton forward
so I can thank him for making this a most wonderful educational
experience."

I pulled the old geezer forward and made sure I rubbed my tits
all over him as we went to the front of the stage. The people
in the front row saw the major bulge in the middle of his robe
first and started laughing. It didn't take long for the rest of
the folks to see what was going on and soon everyone was
hollering and yelling. Even though the principal finally ended
up running off the stage, I still got my award.


I've been thinking about it for the last couple of days. Now
that I'm going to Harvard on a full academic scholarship, it
might be a good idea to try and learn something. Who knows
how it might help me later on?

Well, I pretty much gave up on that idea when I found out
that college was supposed to prepare me for later life. I
figured I already knew how to get by in later life so no
sense in doing anything different than I'd been doing so
far. I can't wait to get to Harvard.


The End


By Katie McN <katie@katiemcn.com>

Here is an interesting fact. I'm a real person and answer
e mail promptly. I figure you doubt this so give it a shot
and see what happens. katie@katiemcn.com

You can read a lot of other classic stories just like this
one at my personal web site:

www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Katie_McN/www/

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