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The Perverted Raffle (M+/F+, exh, reluc, prost)
by Deputy Duffy (stonedog99_1999@yahoo.com)
***
One classes solution to money problems. Sex sells, so
that's what they do.
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Chapter 1: Money Problems
Some twenty years ago, after budget cuts threatened to
cancel the prom and their senior week, the seniors at
West End High came up with a temporary solution to their
money problems. It seemed simple at the time, hold a
raffle to raise the cash, and that's what they did. It's
a tradition that still lives today, although the raffle
has undergone some tweaking over the years.
The premise at the time was simple, sex sells, so they
sold chances to a perverted raffle, its winner getting
the opportunity to have sex with a hot senior babe. The
one trick to the raffle was to keep it hush, hush.
No one was supposed to know about the raffle until they
were seniors, and after they graduated they weren't
supposed to talk about the raffle to anyone. The whole
thing worked on the peer pressure factor, basically it
was a you talk, you die, mentality. Everything seemed to
work fine for the first twenty years, and then there was
this year.
That's were I come in. My name is Deputy Duffy and I
work for the Vermont State Police. I first got wind of
the raffle from the scorned girlfriend, of one of the
finalist, a couple of years ago. Damn scorned woman. She
spilled everything she knew about the raffle, one night
after I stopped her for driving an uninsured vehicle.
After bringing her to the station and doing my duty, the
naked women offered me a deal. Well I had heard that
line before, so I reached for my zipper. She only
laughed, which was strange, because usually they waited
until after to do that. She went on to clarify her deal.
She said she had a story that would blow the lid of our
small town, in exchange I would forget about her
insurance problems.
I quickly told her forget it. Then she told me about the
raffle anyways, it sounded like BS, but it also was a
bit titillating, or maybe it was just the glistening
messenger. She even said she had a sister, who was a
senior girl, and a bit of a feminist, and well the whole
raffle thing just pissed her off, so she would probably
be willing to work with us on the case. Her sister had
already told her a little about this year's raffle,
which she went on to tell me about.
This year there were 72 boys and 85 girls in the senior
class. The raffle was headed up by the head football
cheerleader and the football captain, who also got to
pick an enforcer, just to make sure everyone complied
with the raffles rules. The raffle had simple rules. The
senior boys would select a list of the ten girls, in the
senior class that would be their dream fuck. They called
it, (the top ten-fuck girls list.) I know, I laughed
when I heard it too.
They sold tickets, only to the senior boys. One dollar a
chance, as many as you could afford, and then a week
before the senior beach party, which was a week before
the prom, 10 male finalist would be drawn. (The lucky
ten.)
Then the night of senior beach party, which was held at
the high school. The two boys in charge of the event
would escort the lucky ten, to the youth center, which
was located right in back of the high school. She also
said they had an (in,) with the center's director, who's
payoff was he got to watch.
The head of the football cheerleaders, who was exempt
from the list and the raffle, by the way, was in charge
of the ten girls. Her job was to escort them to the
youth center and especially to make sure they went
through with their duties, once they were there.
Once inside the youth center there would be another
raffle. Two of the ten lucky finalists would be drawn,
and then they would get to draw a name from the ten
girl's names. Then the four would go into the backroom
along with the head cheerleader. The two girls would
have to perform a girl, girl show first, for the two
lucky winners, before they would have to perform oral
sex, on the boy that drew them, to its completion.
Then for the next two hours, they would have to fuck
each of the boys, as many times as they could, anything
goes. But wait there's more. Back in the main room, the
two boys in charge would draw a name from the remaining
eight girls, and whomever they drew would join them in
the directors office, for some lap dances, and some oral
sex, and if the girl wanted, she could do more.
When she finished, I quickly asked her why in the world
the girls on the list would even go to the center in the
first place. Her face became cold with fear as she told
me how some girls who didn't show up in the early days
were raped and tortured, and their houses burned down.
Honestly, it sounded like an Urban Legend to me, but
judging by her face, I guess it worked. I finally asked
her if she made the list, as she was quite attractive,
especially without her clothes on. She hesitated for a
while, and then just shook her head back in forth, but I
had my doubts.
I also had my doubts about the raffle, but I thought
about it and figured it might be worth looking into, so
I let her go. Of course I still got my blow job, just in
case her story was indeed a tail, and speaking of tail,
when I met her sister, I almost fell over. When her
sister said, feminist, I never pictured a five foot, 100
pound, sultry looking brunette, with sparkling hazel
eyes. It's no wonder why she made the list.
Although after speaking to her for two minutes, it was
clear that this girl was not going to be reclining on
her back, in the back of Billy, football playing,
Smith's car anytime soon. I also found out later that
she only agreed to work with me, after she found out
that she was on the list. From the information she
provided, I double-checked the when and where of the
raffle, and went to work.
The when: It was the same night as the beach party, the
last school dance. It was only two weeks away, so we
didn't have long to prepare.
The where: The Youth Center. I knew the youth center
well. The department had done some charity work for it
in the past, that helped keep it alive. As the youth
center's soul purpose, get kids off the streets, was a
worthy one. I knew there was rumors that the director
had some affairs with some of the girls there, but he
always waited until they were adults.
So technically he wasn't doing anything wrong, by the
laws standards anyways, and there had never been one
complaint against him, in the fifteen years he was the
director there, so I was still a little shocked that he
was involved in something like this.
I enlisted the help of my fellow deputy, Deputy Johns.
He was a bit of a surveillance nut, and also an admitted
voyeur at heart. So after-hours one night, we rigged up
the center with the best equipment we had. Our plan was
to tape the whole thing as proof, before moving in. We
would also use the sister, who we called Jane Doe, as
our witness.
Jane Doe came to us a week before the event was supposed
to take place. It seemed the she finally found out about
the rules of the raffle, once they got to the youth
center. She was in hysterics, it took us an hour to calm
her down and get her to finally tell us what was so
upsetting.
Finally she went on to tell us about the two girls and
the two guys, and the blowjobs for the two senior boys
in charge, which we already knew. She then went on to
tell us the rest of the night's festivities. It seemed
like this years senior class did a little tweaking of
its own.
She went on to say that now after the finalist were in
the back room and the two boys in charge were in the
office, the remaining eight boys and six girls would
have their own contest for the next two hours.
The plan: With the youth director monitoring the events,
the eight guys are going to be lined up in two rows of
four, and the remaining six girls will dance their way
from one end to the other. Then the boys vote for the
one who did the best job, usually the one who showed the
most skin, and the remaining girls would have to dance
again, round after round, each time with the winner
being excluded from the next round. Until there is only
one girl left. The lucky girl has the envious job of
having to strip off her clothes, if she is still wearing
any, and provide a hand job to anyone of the boys who
wanted one, and they are also free to release themselves
on any body part of hers they wanted.
The Bonus: Finally after the 2 hours are up, and all the
boys had left, all the girls had to pose for a naked
photo and then a naked group photo, taken by the youth
center director, even the head cheerleader had to take
part in the pictures part, and then the pictures were to
be buried until the classes 25th reunion.
After her story, I led Jane Doe to the bathroom, to wash
up as she had been in tears, while telling her story.
While I also had to regain my composer, as I had to hand
it to the senior boys, they sure came up with some
interesting rules this year.
I will tell yah, it took all my training to talk Jane
Doe into going through with the event and not chickening
out, as we needed things to go off without a hitch. She
only seemed swayed when I promised her that those
involved would pay for their sins. Finally before she
left, she also said that if she was picked to have sex,
oral or otherwise, she was out of there, as she said
several times that she was saving it for marriage. Two
days before the event, were we ready to roll. Jane Doe's
sister called me and told me that she talked to her
sister and straightened her out. Hearing her tone, I
didn't even have to ask her what she meant.
Finally it was the night of the dance, Deputy John and I
drove over to Jane Doe's house and gave her some last
minute encouragement, although she was as nervous as
I've ever seen someone. She was literally shaking to the
bone when she left for the dance.
Jane Doe's sister, who we called Snowball, (don't ask),
came along with us in the van. She would serve as our
identifier as she seemed to know all of the
participants. Snowball, who worked afternoons at the
high school, had done her homework. She had files on all
the parties involved. While reading the files, we
proceeded to the youth center.
We parked in the ice cream parlor next to the youth
center and checked our equipment. We had a color monitor
of the main hall, and the office and backroom. We also
had smaller black and white ones, equipped with sound.
The first thing we saw was the youth center's director
also testing his video equipment, which erased any
doubts I still had about the validly of the raffle. I
settled into my uncomfortable chair and waited for show-
time.
Chapter 2: It's Raffle Time
The senior boys were the first to arrive to the center.
Hank, the star quarterback, and his enforcer Buck, who
was a good choice, I might add, led the lucky ten. Buck
stood 6'7" and had to be three bills easily. He was also
dumb as an ox, judging by the simple fact that he was a
21 year-old senior. Going over the roster that Snowball
had provided, the ten were a mixed group. There were
some jocks, a couple of band dudes, and two science club
geeks, who were even playing with some sort of hand held
game.
Finally we saw the back door open and the head
cheerleader walked in. She certainly fit the
stereotypical head cheerleader profile. Her name was
Kimberly. She was blessed with long blonde hair and blue
eyes. She was wearing a short skirt and half sweater
that did little to hide her obvious curves. She was only
the first indication that this would be a night to
remember, for all those involved.
She had the boy's line up in two rows of five, just
inside the back door. When they were in place, she stood
at the door and announced the first girl's name. Her
name was Mandy, she was a fellow cheerleader and honor
roll student. Watching the monitor, Mandy strolled in,
much to the boy's delight. She was a brown hair beauty
for sure, but the thing that caught my attention the
most was the fact that she was wearing her cheerleading
uniform, as was Megan, Donna, and Crystal, who quickly
followed. While their uniforms did, it wasn't really
surprising to me that the boys had selected four
cheerleaders to their list.
The fifth girl was named Toni, who was wearing her
softball uniform. Toni was a brown haired, ponytail-
wearing creature. She was also the class jock. A three-
sport star, and looked like the girl next door. As
opposed to the creature that walked in the room next.
Her name was Allison, but Snowball informed me that
everyone called her (Too Tall), as she was 6'1". The
cropped blonde haired Allison, (I make up the nicknames
around here,) was wearing leather pants and a small
bikini style top. I had a gut feeling that this girl
would also be spotting tattoos and a nipple ring, one-
day.
The seventh girl Amy, was none other than the class
president and valedictorian. Amy was the first girl that
was already shedding nervous tears, but when Jane Doe
followed she wasn't alone anymore. Both of the girls
wore nice summer dresses. Looking at Snowball, I felt
bad that she had to watch her sister go through this. I
even asked Snowball if she really wanted to see this,
and she just looked at me like I just asked her the
stupidest question in the world, and maybe it was.
The ninth girl was named Lacy. She strolled in the room
and twirled about like she was strutting down a Paris
runway. Lacy, a fiery red head, was dressed in a short
black skirt and fishnet like top. Making her way down
the line, she was rubbing up against the boys, as they
wildly cheered her on. When I looked at Snowball, she
just mouthed the word (slut,) so I figured the class-
slut just made her appearance.
The last girl had to be the wild card, as she was least
attractive of the girls. She was covering her face as
she walked in, and then the head cheerleader had to drag
her down the line of teasing boys. I again looked at
Snowball for help. She told me she was named Samantha,
and she just happened to be the daughter of the Vice-
Principle, whom most of the class hated, and I had to
agree. I thought he was a dick-head too.
The ten girls seemed to huddle together, as the boys
stood facing them. They seemed to be checking each other
out it. It seemed strange to me, until Snowball informed
me that the boys didn't know what girls had made the
list, and the girls didn't know what ten boys won the
first raffle, until tonight, at least that was the
premise.
The head cheerleader told the ten girls to line up
shoulder to shoulder and the boys as well. She then
bounced down the line and gave each girl a numbered
necklace, which they wore around their neck, and the
boys were next, the girls had pink numbers and the boys
blue, as some things never change.
The enforcer brought over a large fish bowl that after
we zoomed in on it, had ten ping pong balls with numbers
on them. With things moving quickly, we watched as the
football star was blindfolded by the cheerleader and
spun around. He now stood in front of the bowl, with his
hand ready to draw a ball. You could cut the tension
with a knife. Our sound recorders weren't even picking
up a sound. Some of the girls look to be praying, as if
they were calling for the lord's help, as I'm sure some
of the guys were as well. I noticed the youth center
director taping the proceedings on his camcorder, as he
came into our picture for the first time. I still
couldn't believe he was involved.
The head cheerleader announced it was time to pick the
first boy. Hank the quarterback pulled out a ball and
the cheerleader screamed out "4," when she saw it. The
tall boy wearing the 4 around his neck jumped up and
down, as the other boys patted his back. After they died
down a 7 was drawn next, it was one of the science club
geeks. Funny, while the boys were congratulating him, I
could see most of the girls' cringe at his selection.
Finally, after the head cheerleader regained control,
the tall boy who was drawn first was blindfolded and he
picked out a ball. It was a 5, which belonged to Toni,
the class jock. She just ran her hand though her short
brown hair, before she hung her head muttering.
The science geek was funny. I think his favorite part
was being blindfolded by the head cheerleader and spun
around, before he pulled out the number one ball, which
belonged to Mandy, who quickly broke into a chorus of
obscenities, that would have made a drunken sailor
proud. Snowball was quick to point out that the jocks
and the cheerleaders didn't get along, especially these
two, She had a point, how I forgot about the girl/girl
part of the raffle I'll never know, while I was also
pretty sure that she wasn't looking forward to blowing
the little geek either.
The head cheerleader tried to get the four to hold hands
for a picture, but was unsuccessful, as the boys in
their hast, brushed by here, their prizes in tow. We
watched as the head cheerleader blindfolded Hank again,
as it was his turn to draw his prize, he drew a seven.
Amy's tears were now really streaming, as Jane Doe was
trying to comfort her, but Hank came over and picked her
up over his shoulder and carried her into the director's
office.
The head cheerleader went to blind fold the enforcer
next, but he just batted her attempt away. She started
to scream at him to play by the rules and pick a number.
He spun and flashed her an evil look before thrusting
his paw into the bowl, fishing around before he finally
found the ball he seemingly wanted, and pulled it out.
It was the 10 ball, which brought out a chorus of
protest, for fair play, from the girls, but he just
shrugged them off, and grabbed Samantha by the arm and
dragged her into the office.
Snowball was quick to point out that Buck and the vice
principle had been feuding for years, and Buck even
blamed him for still being in school. I was a little
upset to say the least, because now our plan was in
jeopardy, cause we couldn't just sit and watch, if
things got out of hand.
I told Deputy John to get ready to move in, as we now
watched the office monitor intensely. The football star
was enjoying a half-assed lap dance from the Pres, who
was already topless. As soon as Buck and Samantha were
in the office, she literally jumped on him and they
started making out, until he finally sank back into a
chair, as she was moaning about how long she had wanted
this. The three of us in the van were trading stunned
looks, matched by the football star and the Pres, who
also stopped what they were doing and watched.
We finally sat back in relief, because if anyone was
being violated, it was Buck. Samantha struggled with,
but finally got his pants off. But what Samantha didn't
struggle with was her oral exam. She quickly took Buck's
hard cock in her mouth and was soon moving in almost
violent movements, as Buck wore a look of panic on his
face. We soon found out why, as he moaned he was coming,
but Samantha never moved her head away, as she seemingly
took everything Buck had in him.
Mr. football star, who had the class president sitting
on his lap, as they watched, while he also fondled her
pear size breasts said he was read now with a break in
the action. He had her stand up, before he slipped his
pants off, and leaned against a desk. He seemed to be
pleading his case, as he stroked his cock, before the
Pres slowly sank into position. It was now Buck and
Samantha's turn to watch. The Pres was more subdued than
Samantha, as apparently she didn't share the same
feelings for Mr. football star, or maybe it was the cock
sucking part, either way she didn't looked like she was
enjoying her cocksicle.
"Don't come on me," she screamed out, as the football
star pulled out of her mouth, and was stroking his cock,
his face ecstatic. She jumped out of the way, just in
time to miss the football Stars pass, as he continued
pumping his cock, cum oozing out, and suddenly the room
broke into nervous giggling. The rest of the time in the
room was spent watching Samantha and Buck fool around,
but they never went all the way, cause apparently
Samantha wanted their first time to be special, or some
crap like that.
Buck didn't seem to mind too much, as he received like
three or four more blowjobs from Samantha, who never
took a stitch of her clothes off, and never spilled a
drop. The football star on the other hand never got the
Pres to take her panties off, and she never touched him
again, despite his pathetic attempts. Although she did
seem to enjoy watching Samantha in action, who knows
maybe she was taking notes for future reference.
While this was going on, the backroom monitors were also
filled with action, although it got off to a slow start.
The two lucky winners were sitting on a couch and the
two girls were standing in front of them, locked in a
stare down. The head cheerleader spread some tumbling
mats in front of the boys, before pulling up a folding
chair, at the end of the mats, as it looked like she
wanted a front row seat as well. The head cheerleader
finally ordered the girls to get going, and after they
still didn't move, she told them to start by kissing.
"Fuck off," Mandy snapped. "Football seasons over, I'm
done taking fucking orders from you."
Mandy then pulled the jock to her and spun her around.
She quickly dropped to her knees, reaching around she
untied the front of the jocks uniform pants and slid
them down to her ankles, her biker shorts quickly
followed.
"Mandy what the," was all Toni managed, maybe at the
suddenness of the maneuver.
Mandy just pushed on the back of her knee, causing Toni
to tumble to the mat. Toni used the uniform pants still
around her ankles to hold her legs up, and dropped them
over her shoulders. Mandy dove in-between her legs as
Toni was calling to the lord. All's we could see from
our view was the back of Mandy's head, but from Toni's
euphoric face, she was doing a good job. After several
minutes Toni was finally pleading with her to stop,
which she finally did.
Mandy fell back and pulled her panties down, from under
her cheerleading skirt. She wiped her face with them,
and then tossed them at the boys, who watched with wide
eyes and stunned faces. Mandy used her finger to motion
Toni over to her, as she lifted her skirt up, but Toni
was still recovering, or maybe she was stalling
"Mandy, I have a feeling you did that before," she said,
wiping her brow.
"Only with Miss It, over there," Mandy relied, as all
heads turned to the head cheerleader, who all of a
sudden, didn't seem to enjoy the attention.
"Yah if you made the squad, you had to go down on the
head cheerleader," Mandy continued. "And she didn't even
reciprocate."
Now the head cheerleader really didn't seem to enjoy the
attention, as even the two boys teased her.
"Yah we even had a couple of freshmen on the squad this
year, and she still made them go, both at the same time
and then she made them do each other," Mandy hissed.
"How gross is that!"
All stares turned to the head cheerleader.
"Well fuck you, and fuck you guys too, you're on your
own now," the head cheerleader said, as she stormed out
of the room. The room erupted into a chorus of voyage
cruise sendoffs, for her departure.
"Now where were we," Mandy said a sly look on her face,
pulling her shirt up, before leaning back on her elbows.
"I know you think all jocks are, you know, gay, but I
have never done this before," Toni finally said, as she
crawled over to Mandy on her hands knees, while Mandy
was still leaning back on her elbows.
"Just do it, like I did to you," Mandy moaned.
Toni moved closer, as did the boys, and they didn't miss
the fact that Toni still had her pants and shorts
wrapped around her ankles either. Mandy was moaning out
small instructions at first, and then she was just plain
moaning. She dropped all the way to her back and was
soon moaning ecstatically, as if Toni was a quick study.
The two boys shared stunned looks, as Toni moved up
Mandy's body, and the two were locked in a passionate
kiss that went on for several minutes.
"Ah girls forget about us," the tall boy finally barked,
which brought out a giggle from the girls.
"Well I think we are warmed up enough eh." Mandy teased,
as both girls shuffled to their knees. "Well how are we
supposed to give you head with your pants on?"
The two boys shared a look, before they slowly stood up
in front of their girl, and fumbled with their pants.
"Wait we'll get naked if you get naked," the tall boy
hissed.
The girls' shared another giggle, at the you show me
yours, I'll show you mine, game. The two girls stood up
and joined the boys in an awkward shedding of clothes, a
piece of clothing here and then another, until there was
a pile of clothes at their feet. The girls again found
themselves on their knees, again in front of their boys,
who didn't last too long, and can't say I really blame
them, and then the boy's were nice enough to returned
the favor.
What followed next could be best described as young men
embarrassingly fumbling through awkward sex, although
each boy did get to fuck each girl a couple of times in
the two hours. The girls however seemed more interested
in each other, as there was nothing awkward about their
sex that filled the boy's down time, and to be honest
will probably fill my dreams, for a long time to come.
While all this was going on, there was a dance contest
going on in the main hall. The dance contests, as it
turned out was like a movie trailer, it sounds and looks
a lot better than the actual movie. The dance contest
did go down like advertised however. The remaining boys
made two rows and the girls danced down the middle, but
it was actually more painfully funny, then erotic, as
the girls made their way down the center very quickly
and teased a little, but were in more of a hurry to make
it till the end and showed very little.
That was until the last round. There were only two girls
left, the Amazon like Allison and Jane Doe, who looked
like she was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. I
could only guess neither of the girls wanted to lose the
contest.
This time they made their way slowly down the line. They
both showed some skin, as they flashed the boys, but at
the end, the boys all voted for a pleasantly surprised
Jane Doe. The results didn't surprise me however, as it
looked like the contest had been geared to having
Allison lose, no matter what happened. She never even
received one vote, as the boys weren't too subtle in
their bag job. The boys' seemed please with the results,
while Jane Doe who was doing a small celebration dance
of her own, which was strangely better than she did in
the contest itself.
The boys began to clap in unison, as Allison made her
way to the center of the room. She stood for some time,
before she slowly took off her pants and her top,
leaving her in a small strapless red bra and matching
panties. The boys tried to get her to dance like a
stripper, but the tall goddess could only manage an
amateur like wiggle, as her bra and panties slowed
joined in her discarded clothes pile. I must say I got
the boy's bag job now, as the girl had quite the
athletic body, which the boys devoured with their eyes
and it didn't go unnoticed in the van as well.
"Well who wants a hand job?" Lacy, the school slut,
barked out, breaking some awkward silence. The boys were
slow to respond, but soon a few brave hands were up, and
Lacy led Allison over to the first boy.
"Let's go mister, let's see what you got," she moaned to
the stunned boy.
"What right here in front of everyone?" He moaned back.
"That's right, cause the backroom is out and the office
is used and it seems the head cheerleader has locked
herself in the bathroom," Lacy said with a sly smile.
"Then I think I will pass," he said, as he ran towards
the door, and a couple of boys followed him, as they
left to a chorus of laughter from the girls.
Lacy sat Allison down next to a good looking guy, who
still looked nervous about the whole thing, but he
didn't stop Allison from pulling his cock out of his
pants, as some of the girls gasped. Allison shook hands
with his member and it didn't take long for him to
finish, more gasping girls, and the guy sitting next to
him soon followed. When Allison was finished with him, a
tall boy moved a coffee like table over, and told
Allison to lie on it, on her back, for his hand job. She
needed to be encouraged by Lacy, who seemed to be
running the show now, before she would. The director
just stood off to the side recording the events.
Allison was now lying on her back, the tall boy standing
by her head, when the boy dropped his pants, and we
found the, Cock of the night winner. The girls' all
gasped this time, including one Snowball, sitting to my
right, when he pulled it out. He slapped it into
Allison's hand with a resounding thud.
Even with her large hands she had trouble gripping it,
as another boy moved in on the other side of the table
and the two slapped hands. He then had the unenviable
task of following Mr. Cock's mighty cock, by releasing
his own. He didn't even seem to mind that it drew no
reaction from the crowd. He just put it in her other
hand, and shrugged his shoulders in defeat. Allison was
now jerking both of the boy's cocks.
Lacy, who was standing at Allison's head getting a
closer look, too close as it turned out. Mr. Cock,
grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his cock. She
didn't seem to fight too much, as she began to suck on
him, or as best she could.
The other guy seemed to take his friend's lead, as he
pulled out of Allison's hand and turned her head
sideways and found a better, warmer place, as the hand
jobs turned into blowjobs, which soon turned into cum
jobs, as both of the boys released onto their giver's
faces. Lacy sure got a face full. I noticed the last guy
left quietly left the building, as I guess he had seen
enough, but wait there's more.
Lacy and Allison were soon banging on the bathroom door.
They made their way in to clean up, and they needed it,
when the head cheerleader finally came out. What she was
doing in there all this time was a mystery, as we didn't
have any camera coverage in the bathroom.
Finally the action was dying down in the other rooms as
well. Most of the girls were in the bathroom cleaning up
and the boys were filling out. Buck came out and walked,
arm and arm, out the door with Samantha in tow, and no
one said a word. The football star was begging the
director to let him stay and watch the photos, but the
director just led him to the door, and the last boy left
the building.
Chapter 3: The Photos
The director moved over to check his equipment, while he
did this Deputy Johns zoomed his camera over. The
director had a nice set up. He had and old fashion chair
with large handrails and a high back. He had a blue
backdrop and some light canisters. It looked like he
took his photography seriously. Instantly I had a
feeling that I was going to enjoy this part.
"Ok girls, were are going to go by your number. All
right let's line up again, one through ten," the
director said, speaking for the first time.
"Ah one through nine," lacy moaned. "Number ten has left
the building."
"Really?"
"Yah she left with Buck," another girl moaned.
"Oh Ok, so Kimberly will be tenth," he moaned. "Ok let's
start with number one."
"Ah she's still in the bathroom," Lacy again
interjected. "I think she's trying to get some cum out
of her hair."
"All right settle down girls," the perturbed director
said, trying to calm their nervously frazzled giggles.
"All right number two then."
"That's you Megan," Lacy said while pushing her over to
the chair.
Megan was a cute little cheerleader. She was the first
one out of the dance contest, without showing anything,
so it was a little bit of perverted justice that she be
the first here. Standing in front of the chair the
director snapped off a quick test picture, while the
girls all formed in behind him. He went up to her and
whispered in her ear, and then stepped back. Megan took
a deep breath and took of her sweater, and another
picture followed.
After another meeting the bra slowly came off, which
resulted in a topless picture of her perky breasts, and
then a profile picture. The skirt was next, followed by
her panties, leaving her stark naked to the director
camera and maybe worse to her classmate's stares, who
seemed to be enjoying the show. The director motioned
for her to turn around and place her hands on the seat
and took a nice picture of her back profile.
Megan sported a killer ass, which she should have been
proud of, but her face said other wise, as it did when
she took the next picture, it was of her sitting in the
chair with her feet up on the hand rails, leaving her in
quite the humiliating pose. The director finally seemed
to have enough, and seemingly so did Megan, as a small
tear rolled down her cheek, as she squirmed back into
her uniform.
The next two cheerleaders followed, just as they did in
the contest. They were both quite lovely, and seemingly
unbothered by the whole thing, neither of them even
dressed again, as they waited for the naked group photo
at the end, but there was more to come.
Mandy was out of the bathroom now, wet hair and all, and
she went next. She hadn't witnessed the first three
girls before her, so she seemed more than a little
surprised at the different poses she was placed into by
the director. Judging by her face, she must have been
told the same information as us that it was one naked
picture, but the director was acting like he was
shooting for Playboy magazine. For her finale pose, she
even had to fan her pussy lips with her fingers, which
somehow the first three cheerleaders had escaped. Ah
make that Penthouse Magazine
With the cheerleaders done, it was now Toni's turn, who
was back in her softball uniform. She got a little kiss
of encouragement from Mandy, and I got the strange
feeling that it wouldn't be the last these two would
exchange.
It was about this time that Snowball leaned over to me
in the van, which had been eerily quite for a while now,
as we were pretty much wrapped up in the voyeurism value
of the event.
"Man the power he has over these girls," she whispered.
"I know it's amazing, he is what 5 foot something, 125
pounds soaking wet?"
"It's not HIS muscles the girls fear," she moaned.
"Think about it, he is in contact with every juvenile
delinquent around right?"
She had a point, in fact the more I thought about it, it
was a great one, as we often strongly encouraged
juvenile offenders to use the center and get off the
street. Some much so that if we see them on the street,
we pick them up and drive them there.
"I mean somehow he gets them to worship him, and he uses
them to keep everyone in line," Snowball moaned.
"Yah I know, there is never any reports of any problems
at the center." I moaned back, thinking about it.
"Right, cause no one fucks with him," she hissed. "ah
well except for the head cheerleader."
"What?" I snapped.
"Yah when this is all done, he gets him some," She
moaned.
"From the head cheerleader, tonight?" I snapped again.
"Yep, it's part of the deal, at least for the last ten
years that I know about," she answered.
"Wow, I mean I heard rumors," I managed a little
shocked.
"Oh yah a couple of years ago, one even moved in with
him, and he's had some other as well."
While this conversations was going on, Toni had taken
her turn in the chair, and when she finished she was
back in Mandy's arms. The Tall Goddess was up next, as
she walked in from the bathroom still naked. Her body
glistening, and with her wet hair slicked back.
"So much for the stripping photos." I whispered to
Snowball, but the director seemed to make up for it, as
she had to assume the nastiest poses so far. He also
seemed to get some close-ups of her playing with her
pussy.
"Wow, that's a keeper," I whispered to Snowball again.
"She going to love to see herself playing with her pussy
in twenty-five."
"Yah if they remember who it was."
"What?" I asked.
"He isn't taking any headshots silly, just body shots,"
she purred.
"Oh yah I knew that," I mumbled, but I did feel silly
and I kind of felt like maybe she should be wearing the
badge tonight.
"And what about their pussies?" I sheepishly asked.
"Oh yah you have to shave it," she moaned, confirming my
suspicion, as it had to be more than a coincident that
all the girls were shaved, even to a stiff like me.
Amy was up next, she finally shed her panties that she
wouldn't for the football star. She was also shedding
some tears again, as I think she was a bit of a crier.
Snowball told me that she was going to Yale in the fall,
so maybe she was crying because she felt she was smarter
than the position she now found herself in, which was
both knees on the hand rails while reaching back with
one hand, and pulling her pussy lips open, showing some
pink to one and all.
Snowball's sister was up next. I asked her if she wanted
to see this part, but she just snapped, "hell yah."
Seems they didn't have the best of relationships, as
Snowball emptied her thesaurus on the word bitch.
I also was a little nervous with Jane Doe, as she was
wavering in front of the chair. She was looking around
like she was waiting for us to rush in and save her, she
even mumbled, "C'mon guys, where are yah?"
I felt a little bad leaving her in there at the time,
but I guess she got some first hand knowledge of how it
feels to be an undercover agent, some times shit
happens. As the photos progressed, Jane Doe, who finally
revealed her tight body, kept it together, until it was
time for her panties to come off. She had to be
comforted by a couple of the other girls, before she
continued, although she flatly refused to spread her
pussy lips for the director. She even spat in his
direction following his request.
I thought we might have a problem again, but an unlikely
hero emerged, as Lacy sat in the chair next, turning the
perturbed director's attention away from Jane Doe. Lacy,
not surprisingly, seemed to enjoy the pictures the most.
She also took the most graphic of the pictures. I think
the one with a pool stick, deep in her pussy, was tops
on the night's perversion meter. Ah make that Hustler
Magazine.
"So did you shave your sister?" I teased Snowball, back
in the van, when Lacy was done, and the director was
reloading his camera.
"No way you perv," she teased back. "She had a friend do
it."
"And did your friend shave yours, before you went?" I
mumbled.
"Yah it was pretty embarrassing," she moaned, before she
snapped. "Hey wait."
"I'm sorry," I quickly replied even though I wasn't. In
fact I felt like I salvaged a little pride for myself
this evening, as she confirmed to me next that she had
indeed gone through this experience herself.
Since Samantha went AWOL, the girls turned their
attention to the last girl left, the head cheerleader
Kimberly. She was telling them that she didn't have to,
cause she was exempt, but they were persistent and the
director wasn't helping her out. He just seemed amused
by the whole thing.
Then like out of some catfight movie from hell, the
other cheerleaders turned on her and started pulling her
uniform off, and then her bra and panties were literally
torn from her body, while the director snapped away.
They got her to her hands and knees and Mandy pulled her
ass checks apart, her pussy lips quickly followed, as
the director zoomed in, and then just like that it was
over. They left Kimberly on the floor, for several
minutes, she was now a slobbering mess.
The director had the girls get in line again by their
number for the group photo. They had to help Kimberly
up, and Toni kept her up, as she wrapped her arm around
her, and then all the girls put their arms around each
other's shoulders, like in a naked chorus line. The
director went down the line firing off pictures. Then he
went in back of them and did the same. I thought that
was it for the photos, but not surprisingly, on a night
where my batting average was worse than Mo Vaughn's, I
was wrong again.
I looked at Snowball for help, as the girls got in a
huddle, but even She was helpless here. We watched as
four of the bigger girls got on their hands and knees,
and then three girls quickly climbed on top of their
backs. Mandy the cheerleader chick was leading them, as
it became apparent that they were making a cheerleader's
like pyramid.
Mandy dragged over a small stepladder, while the
director was snapping away. She helped Kimberly up next,
and then Jane Doe went next, as she was one of the
smallest girls. She also seemed to have regained her
composer or just got use to being naked. Then it was
Mandy's turn to crawl on top. The whole thing was
shaking, as was I, to tell you the truth, because it was
a site to behold, a four flight naked pyramid.
The director was rather vocal for the first time, as he
pulled the ladder away. He was telling then to hold on,
as he frantically snapped away pictures from their
backside. And then one link in the chain broke, and the
girls came crashing down, as the concerned director
snapped away more photos of the ten moaning and groaning
girls, a smirk on his face.
Thankfully the girls were all right, as they quickly
dressed and were flooding out the door, except for the
head cheerleader who went back into the bathroom,
probably to prepare for her nightcap. While I noticed
Mandy and Toni were dressed, they were talking to the
still naked Lacy. As hard as we tried we couldn't make
out what they were saying to the director when he joined
their huddle, as the microphones were letting us down.
"Man there up to something," Snowball moaned. "I think
someone told them about banging the head cheerleader."
I almost asked her why again, but thankfully I didn't,
or I would have had to give her my badge, and called it
a night, for asking to many dumb questions. Instead we
watched as Mandy and Toni took of their clothes yet
again. The three naked girls all made a circle of
nakedness around the director, and they rubbed their
naked bodies against him. All's we could make out was
the word, Please, a lot, followed by the director
shouting Ok, Ok.
When Kimberly came out of the bathroom a short time
later she was more than a little surprised at the three
naked girl's appearance, while I was surprised at her
outfit. She had on a smallest of small, pinkish string
bikini, which looked amazingly erotic on her.
"I asked Lacy to take some pictures of us," the director
managed to say with a straight face. "Now don't fight me
on this one."
He grabbed her by the hand and led her into the
backroom, as she pleaded her case, and the other girls
followed. The director sat her down on the couch and
quickly freed his hard cock from his pants, as he was
ready to go. The director's cock pressed against
Kimberly's freshly painted, pink lips, finally stopped
her pleas. While Lacy snapped away, the head cheerleader
lived up to her title, while Mandy sat next to her,
making short work of the bikini, much to my chagrin and
probably Kimberly's as well
The director using short blunt directions had Kimberly
get on the couch on her knees and quickly did some
doggie-styling. He also had Toni and Mandy squat down
next to Kimberly's ass. He would alternate between his
fucking and the two girls sucking. He picked up some
style points next, as he had Mandy climb on Kimberly
back. Then he did some more alternating fucking, of the
back to back girls.
The director had Toni help Mandy down, then he had Mandy
sit on the couch her legs spread, while he continued
fucking Kimberly from behind. He gave the command for
Kimberly to eat out Mandy's pussy while he fucked her.
Kimberly did so, but only after getting a little help
from Toni, who guided her head to Mandy's pussy, or
maybe it was the simple fact that the director rubbed
his cock against her anus, as Kimberly seemingly opted
for the lesser of two evils. Lacy made sure she got some
close ups of Kimberly muff diving, as apparently the no
head shots rule, was long gone at this point. It was
Toni's turn next, as she changed places with Mandy.
The director had been going at it for a little while
now, and had worked up quite the sweat for himself. He
had also managed to get a little bit from all the girls,
except for Lacy, who I had a strange feeling had already
had his cocktail sandwich. For the climax, the director
had the three girls kneel on the floor in front of him,
Kimberly in the middle. She managed a feeble plea for
mercy, but a handful of hair kept her in place, before
the director's cum showered her face, and then Mandy
used her mouth to clean up the directors cock, while
Lacy made sure she got some photos of Toni, licking the
head cheerleader's sperm covered face.
It was time for the head cheerleader to head for the
bathroom again, while the other three girls dressed and
left hand and hand. The head cheerleader came out a
while later and finally left the building, but not
before giving the director some shit for treating her
like a whore, although he didn't seem overly concerned.
Back in the van, we wrapped up the taping and Deputy
Johns drove us back to the station, and then he drove
back to his wife, who I had a feeling, was in for a long
night herself. While we had to decide what was our next
move, I knew what my first move was, and that was on
Snowball, who thankfully was more than willing to
participate. In fact it was a close call as to who was
fucking whom. After a torrid night of fucking, I went to
the youth center director's house in the morning and had
a nice long talk with him. It seems like he was now
ready to take a permanent leave of absence, and a long
vacation. I was also quite pleased that he had my
pictures already developed.
After graduation, I made some phone calls and had a
meeting with the twelve boys, and the eleven girls, who
really seemed unconformable watching our tapes, and the
directors tapes of their little performance, for some
reason. All of them quickly agreed to community service,
rather than go through the embarrassment of it going
public. For the summer, a couple of hours a weekday, the
boys would clean up the trash along the roadways and
parks, while the girls would clean up around our
station, and help brighten up the place.
And just for a little fun, and to really brighten up the
place, the girls were required to wear uniforms, bikini
uniforms, which were inspired by the one, Kimberly the
head cheerleader, wore on that fateful night.
The End.
Thanks for reading my little piece of fiction. Please
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