".. And that's why the ribosome is key to protein synthesis. Isn't that right Jessica? Ahem. Ms. Turner?"
The eighteen year old snapped out of her daydream, suddenly aware that the entire high school science class was staring at her now, many of them were chuckling.
"Could you tell us the function of a ribosome Ms. Turner? I'm sure the whole class would love to hear your take on it," Mr. Gambell said with a smirk.
Jessica Turner had long blonde hair, and big blue eyes that could stop traffic. She was the hottest and most popular girl in school by a landslide, and she knew how to handle lots of attention. She had been captain of the cheer squad for almost two years now. She wasn't about to let some nerdy teacher embarrass her.
She squinted her eyes slightly as she gathered herself, "Ah yes, the ribosome. It basically just copies down long strings of letters that are already written, then takes credit for it. Actually now that I think of it, that's what about half of this class did for your midterm essay. You might have noticed if you actually bothered to read any of them."
The smirk quickly vanished from the teacher's face, and he raised a finger as if he were about to reply. However, as he looked around the room, he noticed that about half the class was laughing out loud, and the other half was red faced with downward gazes. They may as well have been wearing sticky notes that said "guilty" on their foreheads.
The teacher's expression soured further. "Thank you for your contribution," he said with clear contempt in his voice.
That should buy me a few class periods without getting called on again, Jess thought to herself, as the corner of her red lips raised in a smirk of her own. Now.. Where was I?
Her memory of the night before materialized around her as she fell back into her daydream. She was squatting down behind a bush near the edge of her family's massive property in her white and red cheer uniform, which had a very short skirt. She gyrated her hips, and ground her ass downward with her hands on her knees, arching her back.
Her face was flushed, and her thighs burned from having been in this position for almost 15 minutes. She still wore her white sneakers, which made it a bit more comfortable.
She was getting close now. She moaned breathlessly as she felt her climax nearing when a hand feebly tapped her ass from beneath. She groaned in frustration as she stood up, and looked down at the gasping band geek.
His nose and chin were slick from her sex, and his glasses laid on the grass next to him, broken from their first attempt at this position. She had accidentally stepped on them, but wasn't in the mood to apologize.
"Did I say that you could touch my ass, nerd?" she asked him with a firm tone.
"N-no.. I just.. couldn't breathe.." he managed to say, still trying to catch his breath.
"Awe Steven baby.." she cooed, suddenly changing her tone. "I told you, just make me cum a few more times and I'll give you some relief ok?"
"But I have to get homgf.." he tried to say as she turned then squatted down on his face again, this time facing his feet.
She actually laughed out loud at the memory just as the bell rang. Of course Steven hadn't gotten any relief. She just rode his face until she came again, from his tongue on her pussy and his large nose snug between her ass cheeks. She'd sent him home with an untouched erection and a pair of blue balls.
He was just her most recent boy toy, nothing more. Another guy, mesmerized by her gorgeous eyes and fit body.
She hadn't dated any of them, all she had to do was flirt a little and they were hers. She'd mostly just tease the guy she decided to target, let him see down her shirt, or bend over while wearing leggings..
Then he'd drool after her, and she'd eventually use him to get off a few times, stringing him along with promises about how she'd please him at some point. She wouldn't allow him to tell anyone about the time they spent together, her reputation couldn't afford such a thing.
Jess wouldn't text him or leave any trace she had ever talked with him. She would simply pass a note to meet somewhere, and they would always show up. She would only actually turn up about half the time, but when she did she'd make it seem as if she really liked him, acting ditzy or clumsy as an excuse to show off her body.
She would go out of her way to make physical contact with him. It didn't take much before he would be sporting a small erection. She frequently had to stifle a laugh as she continued her teasing.
She'd touch his arm, whisper in his ear, compliment him on how smart he was. The first boy toy she had this year had cum in his pants when she straddled his lap in jean shorts and leaned forward so he could see her cleavage point blank.
She had comforted him in the moment, but she was laughing inside her head all the while. She would usually target boys who were shorter and less confident, they were easy targets, but she hadn't met a guy who could resist her yet.
Earlier in the school year she had a string of flings with guys who were currently going out with girls she disliked for whatever reason. They gave her the most resistance, but before long the blood from their teenage brains would make its way between their legs and they'd start thinking with the wrong head.
She had openly dated a few jocks. No matter how popular they were they still felt lucky to take her out, and eventually fell under her spell. A few of them had actually been pretty good in bed, but she never stayed with them long. No relationship had given her the satisfaction or power trip that she got from teasing a new guy.
Jess made her way down the school hall, passing locker after locker. Most were decorated with bright red printouts advertising the school dance tonight. She had been asked to the dance by no less than a dozen guys today, each one had a gleam of hope in their eyes that she was more than happy to snuff out.
For a girl that only stood 5'3" tall with C cups, she drew an impressive amount of attention as she strolled through. She wore a white tank top and red leggings, proudly showing off her school colors. She wasn't shy about showing off her cleavage, and smiled as she noticed almost every guy in the hall had turned in her direction as she passed, even the ones currently standing with their girlfriends.
She knew they'd continue to stare at her ass after she passed. While she wasn't the curviest girl in school, she did spend a generous amount of her workout time on her booty, and it showed.
Jess could feel their eyes on her backside as she noticed her phone buzzing. She put it to her ear and immediately recoiled as a shrill scream made its way through the small speaker. When it subsided, she cautiously returned the phone to her ear.
"Can you freaking believe it's finally here?!" her friend Tonya said excitedly. "Homecoming dance tonight!! Eric totally asked me to go with him, holy fuck he's so hot. I heard there's gonna be over four hundred people. It's gonna be like, the best dance ever!" she continued excitedly.
Jess rolled her eyes. Tonya was a fellow cheerleader, and her best friend. Tonya was a 5'6" brunette with double Ds and deep brown eyes.
Jess might've felt threatened by her friend due to her near-equal beauty and bigger breasts if not for the empty space between her ears. Tonya was a fiercely loyal friend, but she was about as clueless as they come.
