As always, if you like what you see, [redacted][/pre-story]
Ghost Story: Chapter 3, Part 1
“Paulina!” Star’s shouted over the murmur of students at their lockers, weaving through the crowd at a run and coming to a stop right beside Paulina’s locker, panting for breath for a moment before blurting out the question that had brought her running from the far end of the school. “Did you really break up with Dash?!” She asked, wide-eyed with shock and disbelief.
Paulina Sanchez closed her locker, maintaining her composure as she turned to her friend. “Yes, I did.” She stated flatly, crossing her arms, the motion pushing her cantaloupe-sized tits up and together, her signature pink crop top straining to contain them. Every boy in Casper high dreamed about those breasts, and the rest of the perfect body they were attached to made its fair share of appearances, too. Her warm, smooth, tan skin, the tiny, tightly toned midsection her crop top left exposed which flared dramatically into wide, rounded hips, the perfect twin hemispheres of her naturally jaw-dropping ass, tapering into thick, juicy thighs with just the right amount of tone and long, shapely legs.
Star’s jaw dropped. “Oh my god, what happened?! Did you get in a fight? Did he…” She paused, leaning in and holding a hand to her mouth conspiratorially. “...try something?” She whispered.
Paulina turned to start walking to class, tossing her long, wavy black hair in that ‘effortless’ way that took so much practice to pull off, before it settled back in to cascade down over her shoulders and down her back like a waterfall. Star fell into step at her side without prompting, and she began to talk. “Nothing like that, I just got tired of putting up with him, you know?” she asked, starting to talk again before she got an answer. “He was never anything special, just a big, dumb idiot who was the quarterback and would buy me things. That was okay for a while, but I’m eighteen now, I’m more mature, and I don’t need to date the quarterback to be the most popular girl in school anymore, because I AM the most popular girl in school, with or without him.” She elaborated.
“Wow…” Star muttered. “Still, it’s the end of an era. You’ve been dating for years…”
Paulina rolled her eyes. “And in all those years, he never once remembered our anniversary. That idiot has no sense of romance. Remember when I let him take me out to dinner and he took me to the diner?” She reminded, shaking her head. “I need somebody more mature, somebody who can sweep me off my feeEEEE-!” She screamed as she suddenly fell through the tiled floor below like it wasn’t even there, her cry cutting off abruptly as she slipped completely under. Star stared at the spot her friend had disappeared through, eyes wide, then let out a scream of her own.
It was dark, for a moment, then she passed through the floor entirely and found herself in the school’s basement, a shadowy, dusty place where rusty pipes wound over the walls and ceiling and the only lights were bare bulbs too weak to fully illuminate the space, casting everything in stark contrast. A figure caught her in midair, their face hidden in the shadows with the light behind them, and for a moment she was relieved, but in the next, the muscular silhouette roughly shoved her back against the bare cinderblock wall behind her. She gasped at the figure’s strength and roughness, tried to push herself off the wall but the figure’s grasp was like iron. Her heart began to pound as she realized the danger of the situation.
“Don’t scream.” The figure cautioned in a rough, masculine growl as he pulled one hand off her shoulder and, in a single motion, thrust it up under her crop top, gathering the fabric up with his thumb as he went, and grabbed her bra, closing a fist around both garments. His fist glowed softly green, and in the next second, she was entirely topless, her massive breasts bouncing free as the mysterious figure tossed the still-intact garments aside into a pile on the floor. Paulina’s mouth hung open in shock, her heart was thundering in her chest, but her dark nipples were hard as diamond. She was going to be… raped. Suddenly, she could see the figures eyes through the darkness, they were narrow, glaring dangerously, and glowing softly green.
“You’ve been a bad girl.” Danny growled. “And it’s time for your punishment.”
-----Two weeks ago-----
Paulina leaned close to the mirror over the sink as she carefully applied a layer of gloss to her lips, a dozen tiny bottles and applicators arranged in front of her as she reapplied her makeup after PE. Sweat could ruin any look, and she had to look perfect when the lunch bell rang. It was a long process, but that was the price she paid to look this good. Normally, she would be chatting with Star while they both did this, but today, she was out sick, and so Paulina worked in silence in the empty bathroom.
At least, it was silent until a voice called out “Hey there, Paulina~.” Paulina looked up from the mirror to see Sam Manson leaning against a nearby wall, a smirk on her purple painted lips.
“I’m surprised I didn’t hear you tromping in here in those giant boots. What do you want, loser?” Paulina responded, reflexively.
Sam put a hand to her chest. “Ouch, oh, my heart, your insults have finally killed me…” She gasped in mock agony, then shook her head. “Look, I’m not here to fight, so chill, would ya?”
Paulina sighed, turning back to the mirror and resuming her makeup routine. “What is it?”
Sam stepped a little closer. “Well… I just wanted to talk to you about that… incident, in the locker room the other day.” She explained, and Paulina froze mid-brush. Sam smirked. “I thought it’d be best to wait for this conversation until your little blonde friend wouldn’t overhear us.”
Paulina sighed and put down the brush and closed the makeup case, turning around to face sam, crossing her arms and leaning back against the edge of the sink. “So… what about it?”
Sam grinned. “You were watching, weren’t you?”
Paulina narrowed her eyes slightly, pursing her lips, assessing Sam carefully. “...You already know the answer to that.”
Sam chuckled. “Fair enough.” She conceded, then got serious. “Listen. There’s kind of a secret identity thing going on. The more people know, harder it is to keep secret. I know you haven’t gone public with it yet, but have you told ANYONE about what you saw? Friends, family?” She pressed.
Paulina clicked her tongue. “I’m not stupid, you know. I know how these things work. I haven’t told anyone.”
Sam nodded. “Good. I’d appreciate it if you’d keep it that way. The whole town is in danger if it gets out.” She stressed.
There was a moment’s pause. “Anyways, with that out of the way…” She began again, taking a deep breath. “You had a thing for ‘Inviso-Bill’ for a while… What did you think of seeing him in action?” She asked, a playful grin spreading across her full, purple lips. “You seemed to be.. enjoying the view.”
-----Ten days ago-----
Paulina’s heart was pounding.
“Alright, now, no peeking.” Sam insisted as she finished the knot. “And no turning the blindfold invisible, either.” She added as she stepped back.
“It’s tempting… you’ve been teasing me about this ‘surprise’ all day.” Danny replied, leaning back against the head of the bed, his body on full display, his powerful arms, his granite pecs, his chiseled abs, and most impressively, his foot-long, steel-hard cock, thick as a soda can and covered in winding veins. Paulina couldn’t help but stare.
“You’re gonna love it, I promise.” Sam reiterated for the thousandth time today as she padded over to the closet doors and slid them open as quietly as she could, flashing Paulina a grin. The hispanic teen chewed her lower lip nervously as she stepped out of her hiding spot, completely naked, shivering as she felt the cool air brush across her hard nipples and her freshly-shaven pussy lips, already glistening slightly with her arousal. Sam silently shepherded her across the room to stand near the foot of the bed, leaving paulina to stand there, fidgeting slightly, uncertain where to put her hands.
Sam slid into bed beside Danny, chewing her lips with excitement as she pressed her pale breasts against him, one hand slowly trailing over his abs. “Alright… now take it off.” She instructed.
Danny grinned eagerly as he lifted the blindfold out of the way, his eyes immediately going wide as they fell on the busty latin cheerleader standing at the foot of his bed, his jaw dropping in shock. “Pa- Paulina?!” He stammered, grabbing for a sheet to cover himself with as his brain struggled to wrap itself around what was happening. Paulina flashed a nervous smile and gave a little wave, uncertain of what else to do.
Sam reached across his body and laid a hand on his wrist, stopping him from pulling a sheet over himself. “Relax… No need to hide anything. Besides, she’s seen it all before.” She explained, drawing a baffled look from her boyfriend. “Well… remember when we… had a little fun in the showers? Turns out, we had an audience…” She elaborated, then leaned in a little closer. “...and she liked what she saw.” She added in a breathy whisper.
Danny gaped for a moment, looking back and forth between Sam and Paulina, before something clicked. “So… she knows, now?”
Sam nodded. “Yes, but don’t worry, she’s agreed to keep your secret identity a secret.” She clarified “But I saw it as an… opportunity.” She continued, her voice getting a little husky and intimate. “She’s been drooling over ‘Inviso-Bill’ for ages, almost as long as you’ve been drooling over her sexy cheerleader body.” She elaborated, hard hand drifting down his abs to grip the base of his thick shaft, her fingers unable to close around its girth. “Especially after finding out the ghost boy is packing a monster like this in his pants. I bet she’s sorry for ignoring you all that time, now that she knows what she’s been missing.” Sam added, flashing paulina a look that could only mean ‘that’s your cue’.
Paulina didn’t catch the look, she was too distracted, staring at the shockingly thick cock jutting from Danny’s hips, the fat, throbbing shaft in Sam’s grasp put her boyfriend’s to shame, and she couldn’t help but stare, entranced, almost hypnotized by it. Sam cleared her throat, suddenly, snapping Paulina from her trance, her brain suddenly processing all she’d heard while she was staring. “Oh! Oh, yes, I’m… I’m really sorry I was so mean to you and your friends, Danny…” Paulina began, putting on her best apologetic voice, lowering her head and looking up at him through her eyelashes, her shoulders rolling forward to perhaps not-so-subtly squeeze her almost volleyball-sized tits together into the deepest cleavage Danny had ever seen. “If I’d known how brave and strong you really were, I would never have been so mean… I hope you can forgive me...” She added, slowly leaning forward to plant her hands on the bed, her enormous breasts now hanging below her pendulously as she arched her back to thrust her flawless latina ass in the air. “Maybe I can… make it up to you?” she asked with a purr as she slowly started to crawl her way up the bed toward him.
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