The moment lasted for only a few minutes, but can’t say it didn’t leave years of memories in its wake.
Lynne was the most sexually aggressive girl, let alone high school girl, I’d ever met. Piercing gray eyes, tall thin body with killer hips, and straight blonde hair that acted like her bodyguard. You couldn’t touch her, but she could do whatever she wanted. She had a god complex and a hyper energy that was offputting to some, taking the ones who expected her personality to match her physique by surprise. My more combative friends would give her the fight and drama she always seemed to crave, and pushed back against her constant poking at their patience. They either earned her respect or made her shit list.
Being teased by the cute Swedish girl was something every high school senior dreamt of, but not in the sense of being punched in the arm, called names, and pranked. Lynne once fully pantsed me in the school weight room and accidentally caught my underwear in the crossfire. Luckily, I had an overly large shirt on so my bare ass and penis weren’t that visible (and I don’t think anyone was looking), but that was enough to make her break character and profusely apologize. I brushed it off coolly and laughed as I always did after telling her to chill out. I don’t remember Lynne ever having a steady boyfriend, just unattached sex stories with people I don’t know, some of them other girls.
But from then on, whenever we happened to be alone—in a classroom, hallway, walking home—she put more effort into getting a rise out of me. My quiet non-reactive personality definitely ate at her. It’s hard to push my buttons unless it’s something strictly offensive.
On the walk home one day, Lynne became inexplicably sexual, making an excuse to reenact a porn scene. In character, in high-pitched breaths: “ohhh, ohh, you want to fuck my tight little ass? Yeahhh?” while bumping into me. One of her hands would slither down my leg while she fake gasped my name. Us laughing in between these moments was a cureall for awkwardness and intentions. I didn’t know how else to respond. If I showed her it turned me on, it might make her feel uncomfortable. I realize how fucking weird that sounds, but that was our dynamic. I never heard anyone else getting this sort of treatment from her, but if this was her way of trolling me, so be it. One walk home, my friend called and I should’ve known better than to answer, because in the background, she started hamming it up and moaning my name. Sort of like what your guy friend would do to embarrass you, but this time it was a stunningly hot little imp.
> **Lynne:** “Ohhh, fuck meee. Harderrrr. Harderrrr! Yes! YES. OH fuck!”
I had to tell her to shut the fuck up, it was annoying. When I got home, I locked myself in my room and violently jerked off.
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About two years later, at one of the many Bonfire and Beers nights I hosted in my parents’ wide, woodsy backyard, Lynne was the last straggler. Well, aside from Brittany, my cute-yet-later-found-to-be-psychotic rebound, who really clung onto me because I was in a touring rock band. (I’d call her a groupie, but that would make me seem more important than I was.)
While Brittany seesawed in my lap, her bubbly chipmunk face whitened by the firepit flame and her hoodie now demoted to a seatbelt for her tits, the two girls began trying to one-up each other’s smutty history.
* Brittany once traded raunchy nudes for concert tickets. **1-0**
* Lynne flashed the worker at the carnival for free rides. **1-1**
* Brittany gave me a steamy lap dance on my drum throne behind the curtain minutes before a set in Brooklyn. **2-1**
* Lynne likes to take off an article of clothing for each truck driver who glances at her on road trips and licks her nipples for them when she runs out. **Winner**
Back then, I was fairly tame. (“I fingered a girl in the movie theater once…?”
Brittany fished another PBR out of the cooler behind Lynne. On her way back, she wedged a can in between Lynne’s legs from behind, slowly, and hammed up the sensuality.
> **Brittany:** “Drink up, sexy bitch.”
Without missing a beat, Lynne fake moaned and turned Brittany’s arm into her personal stripper pole to slowly grind on. She was really this ready to go at any time, huh? I was so used to her hypersexual sense of humor that I forgot she was around a stranger now, but Brittany wasn’t very submissive herself.
> **Brittany:** “Nuh uh, skank. I bought you a drink. You have to suck my cock.”
She walked in front of her and blocked my view, but I could make out the doe-eyed blonde I knew all throughout high school pantomime giving Brittany head with exponentially higher pitched moans.
> **Lynne:** “Mmm, mmmmmm, mmmMM. Oh daddyyy.”
> **Me:** [laughing] “Now you gotta shake the beer up in her face for the moneyshot.”
> **Brittany:** “No! Swallow, you whore”
She laughed and gave Lynne a peck on the cheek and turned to come back to me, but was pulled onto Lynne’s long legs, forced to straddle her cowgirl style. Her ass was spanked and the two of them giggled over an iPhone playing some hardcore scene music.
> **Lynne:** “Your girlfiend’s gonna fuck ME tonight.”
She started dry-humping my short fuckbuddy as, what I think, a joke to begin with.
> **Brittany:** “Oh yeah… yeahh.. give me that pussy.”
I sat with a dumbfounded look on my face, waiting for them to stop and turn back to me for a reaction. But Brittany dove in and locked onto Lynne’s lips as a hand swooped down the back of her black jean shorts. Their hips started rocking so hard I thought they were going to fall backwards off the camping chair. Her tank top was lifted up to her neck so I saw her back muscles—she was actually grinding her hips for pleasure out of this.
I instinctively stood up for some reason and felt like an idiot. This went from acting like they were in a porno to hooking each other’s necks and dry-fucking each other’s brains out. This was going beyond a shock gag. I was compelled to do something but didn’t know what lol. So I got a better view.
Brittany’s ombre waterfall of soft brown hair stormed like rain droplets onto Lynne’s cleavage, down her white RHCP tank top which was now inviting in a helping hand. Their moans were legit for the first time tonight and still echo in my head. They made out furiously, their sopping wet tongues danced and wrestled while I attempted to wedge my way into the picture. I had to. It was one of the hottest things I’ve firsthand witnessed. I stood behind Brittany to comb through her hair and let her feel my hard dick on her back. You know, a real subtle reminder of my existence.
This is the part where I go into a lengthy threesome detail about how I fuck them both and two pairs of lips graze each side of my throbbing cock until I cum on both of their faces, and then they make out and I brag about it forever.
Well, instead, Lynne pushes me away forcibly and rubs Brittany’s pussy through her underwear. Her shorts unzipped somewhere along the line and their tongues were now sword fighting. My body was flooded with mostly confusion, but also a weird sense of frustration and pleasure. If this were a dude, no fucking way, but I mean, it’s Lynne… the harmless hotheaded loudmouth. Besides, maybe it was better to commit it all into memory.
I sat there with a sideview of the show and stroked myself through my jeans watching Brittany get finger fucked in a bra and her underwear pulled to the side. Being somewhat clothed made it all much, much sexier. One of her hands circled her clit and the other one hooked around Lynne’s neck, swooping in for a long kiss on her neck every so often. I was still so timid that I only exposed the top half of my dick and continued stroking myself.
I’m not sure if she came or not, but Brittany’s legs stiffened up and she plopped off, buttoned her shorts and put her tank top back down with a smile on. To this day, I never even touched Lynne, and she left with all the power by fucking the girl I was dating in front of me. I think I prefer this memory.
As soon as Lynne’s ride picked her up, Brittany mercifully gave me release by swallowing my load in the warmth of the firepit.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/fp05z5/i_m_was_cucked_by_the_hot_alpha_girl_from_high