[MF] Getting square with my high school bully

It was deafening inside club and I just couldn’t wait to leave. I absolutely hate clubs, and I’d never step into them if it wasn’t for the slutty dressed girls in them. My friends love going and always convince me that it’s going to be a great time. And I mean, there were some fun nights, but more often than not, I feel like their baby-sitter. So, I decided to drink heavy because it’s the only way I can tolerate it.

I’m grinding behind some girl that I’m sure isn’t coming home with me and I hear to my right, “IT’S ROSE BOY!”. I haven’t been called that in ages. I snap my head around and see it’s this bitch that used to go with me to high school.

When I was in first year of high school, there was some girl, let’s call her Brittany, that made up a rumor about me. She was around 3 years my senior. I almost wanted to use her real name here. I fucking hated her. On Valentine’s Day some kid gave her a rose and she said that it was me. IT WASN’T ME. Some kid actually did give her a rose, and I know who it was, but the lucky shit somehow weaseled his way out of it. I don’t know if she confused us or decided to just lie, we did kind of look alike. Kids believe what they want to believe, and it stuck with me all the way until I graduated. Constantly, she would pick on me and everyone was calling me rose boy. It’s not the worst bullying obviously. I was never thrown into lockers and stuff like that, but it didn’t help my confidence. Only thing about Brittany is she was hot. Annoyingly hot. It actually made me hate her more because it didn’t give me much to work with when it came to comebacks. She had really pale skin and dark hair with pretty eyes and a slim build. Now we’re at this club and she comes up to me while I’m still grinding this girl.

“Look at you go, rose boy!” she screams into my ear over the music.

I look at her wishing she would disappear.

“Hi Brittany!” I screamed back trying to make it obvious that I’m annoyed to see her.

First year of high school was a long time ago and I’ve grown. I’m towering over her at 6’3 and showing off my arms in a tight black shirt.

“What’ve you been eating, rose boy?” she yelled back motioning with her hand that I’ve grown.

“Lots of alcohol!”

“Haha, me too! Nice seeing you, ROSE BOY!” she yelled and ran back to her friends.

I kept grinding with this girl and as I’m looking around, I’d see Brittany giving me a smile and then looking back at her friends and laughing. She’s definitely explaining to them the rose boy story.

After some grinding and making out with this rando, I went to the bar to get another drink. Lo and behold, Brittany is there too and makes her way to me with her friend.

“Buy us some drinks!” she yelled at me clearly intoxicated, holding her friend around her arm.

Fuck you, buy your own drinks.

“Nah, you’re too drunk anyway”

“No we’re not! How about you buy us drinks and we’ll buy you one!”

That sounded fair at least. I realize buying two drinks for them and her buying one drink for me isn’t technically fair, but my drunk ass can’t math.

I buy them one round of drinks and when she goes to order one for me, she leans over the bar exposing her ass. She was wearing one of those tight black, fuck me dresses. I was mad at myself for being turned on for a moment. We clink glasses and finish our shots.

“Gavin is here!” she screamed at me.

Gavin was her partner in crime that teased me. A complete tool.

“You have to see Gavin, he’s around here” she said and grabbed my hand to take me to Gavin.

“I gotta get back to my friends” I said sternly and pulled back.

“Oh c’mon, it’ll be fun! Like old times!” and she tugged me hard.

Brittany wasn’t taking no for an answer. My plan was to lose her in the crowd while she’s pulling my hand and I’d just say that I really have to get going. Her grip was really strong, and it wasn’t that crowded where we were walking. We get to a really crowded section, smushed between people, sliding between bodies. This is also why I hate clubs. The music drops and everyone around starts jumping up and down and there is no chance we’re walking past now.

“Let’s just dance!” she yelled back at me.

I mean, I can’t even get out of here now. I start jumping with her to the music. She puts her arm on my shoulder and instinctively my hands go around her hips. At this point, after getting a good look at her from back while she was pulling my hand, my dick is doing all the thinking. Her body was slim with small breasts, a slim waist and a tight ass. We end up grinding, my hands moved down her thighs. As if this was a button of some kind, she turns around and we make out through a few songs. This was the “I want you” kind of making out, I didn’t need to ask.

“Let’s go” I said into her ear and grabbed her hand. There’s a fire escape where no body goes, but it’s a bit of a walk. My friend showed it to me once, bragging about his success. Good thing I listened.

I take her there and she’s completely on board. Instantly, she squats down at crotch level and starts undoing my belt and puts my half hard cock in her mouth. She’s completely wild. Her mouth is making popping noises on my dick when she lets go and slaps it on her tongue.

I pull her up under her armpits like she’s a little girl and push her against the wall. She lifts up her dress and I pull down her down her panties down to her ankles. I pull out the condom in my wallet and put it on while she’s fingering herself.

“Hurry up, rose boy!” she yelled at me.

I finish putting on the condom and press her up against the wall with one hand tugging her hair. My cock pressed up against her pussy. It feels resistant like it’s not going to go in when suddenly it relaxed and accepted me, feeling her walls contracting.

My dick slams into her and she starts moaning. I wasn’t kind about it. I thrusted into her, trying to push myself into her as deep as I could. Her face was a mix of pleasure and pain. I gritted my teeth hard and pulled her hair as I pounded into her. I fucked her as hard as I could and felt her orgasm running down my balls. Her moans sounded suppressed and I put my hand over her mouth to keep her silent.

With the vodka and whiskey sours hitting me, my dick was feeling a little numb and it took me a bit to get there. As I was about to cum, I slowed down, and she anticipated it. I pulled her down to her knees and ripped off the condom. I guess she thought I was going to cum in her mouth because she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Nope. I shot past and got it all over her face and she didn’t even flinch. Her mouth stayed open the whole time, so as the last drop dribbled out, I pushed my cock into her mouth and grabbed her head with both hands. With my thumbs, I rubbed my cum over her closed eyes, smearing her mascara and she still didn’t flinch.

I really wanted to humiliate her. Fuck her. She rubbed the cum off her eyes. She pulled a hand wipe out of the tiny purse she had on her and managed to do a great job cleaning up. That annoyed me a little. I wanted her to go back up looking like a total mess.

We each go back to our friends, I got a bunch of high fives and got teased for not liking clubs. I still fucking hate them.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lh0cyu/mf_getting_square_with_my_high_school_bully